My Husband Is the Villain - Chapter 72

Lin Qingxu’s arm was suddenly pushed, and the feeling of falling back into the ground made her eyelashes tremble, and her face turned pale.

Jiang Ruichen had already stood up and walked in front of her: “What’s the matter, but you’re not used to multiplier flying?”

The little girl in red who was sitting on the side was dissatisfied that Lin Qingxu had become the focus of attention, and pouted, “No way, isn’t she all good in front of her? Maybe…” Pretending.

Before the girl in red could finish her words, she hurriedly avoided Mu Xiu’s icy gaze, she pressed her lips down, and her rosy face turned pale.

He was angry in his heart, but he was afraid of Mu Xiu’s air-conditioning and didn’t dare to say anything.

Mu Xiu withdrew his gaze, as if nothing had happened just now, still with a cold face, slowing down the speed of the flight.

The breeze lingered, Lin Qingxu shook his head hastily, swallowed the sourness in his throat and said, “I’m fine, I’m much better.”

The impact of the news that Wen Chi Illusion had been opened has not dissipated for a long time, and it is still in her mind at this moment, but her current identity is Mu Qingqing, a ten-year-old child who lives in the village all the year round.

It is impossible for Mu Qingqing to know so many things about the world of immortal cultivation.

She can’t reveal her identity yet.

Seeing her complexion gradually recovering, Jiang Ruichen only described it as a little embarrassed. He smiled and comforted: “It’s your first time riding a magic weapon. It’s normal for you to be uncomfortable. Mu Qingqing, you don’t have to blame yourself.”

Lin Qingxu nodded.

Because Lin Qingxu was determined to be unsuitable for flying too fast, Mu Xiu slowed down the speed—half, and this is also the reason. According to Mu Xiu’s speed, she could return to the Immortal Cultivation World in two hours, but she was abruptly delayed to four an hour.

By the time we arrived at Qishan School, it was already dusk.

“Let’s take you to the main hall of the sect to see the master and the uncles. Don’t worry, the master and uncles are very friendly, you don’t have to be afraid.” Jiang Ruichen led the way at the forefront of the team, smiling and doing psychological construction for them.

Lin Qingxu followed at the end of the team, with his eyes on the vamp, thinking about things silently. She walked step by step, not in the mood to cooperate – the pile of radish heads looked around.

“hurry up.”

The male voice suddenly sounded above his head, but it was not loud, but it frightened Lin Qingxu, who was immersed in his thoughts, to jump.

She raised her head in a hurry, only to realize that she was five or six steps away from the little boy in front of her. Seeing that several people were about to turn into the corner, she hurriedly stepped up and followed in a few steps.

After keeping up with the team, Lin Qingxu finally remembered that the person who reminded him just now was Mu Xiu?

“Thank you, pastor, for reminding me.” Lin Qingxu looked sideways at the pastor who followed her in two steps, and still expressed his thanks.

Mu Xiu pursed his lips and said nothing, but frowned slightly and glanced at her.

There was no emotion in his eyes, and he looked directly at her without escaping.

The color of Mu Xiu’s eyes was not pure black, but a faint amber color mixed with it. The setting sun blended into his eyes with a slightly bright glow, which matched the color of his eyes, which made her feel warm in an instant.

Lin Qingxu retracted his gaze and shuddered.

Look at Mu Xiu’s frosty face again, warm? I’m afraid her brain is showy!

The episode passed quickly, and Lin Qingxu didn’t dare to think any more. When he arrived at the main hall and the little radishes, they lined up to welcome the baptism of the eyes of the head and the uncle of the sect.

On the way to his arrival, Jiang Ruichen had given full play to his role as an interpreter and explained the basic situation of the Qishan faction clearly.

The Qishan Sect was established on the Xianshan Luoqi Mountain on the western edge of the Xiuxian Realm. Luoqi Mountain and Muqi Mountain stood side by side. Similarly, a small cultivator sect was also established on the Muqi Mountain, called the Mushan Sect.

It is said that the heads of the Qishan faction and the Mushan faction were once brothers from the same sect. After the cultivation was a great success, after the two left the sect, they made an appointment to establish their own sects on the two side-by-side immortal mountains.

The purpose of Li Pai is, of course, a new wave of competition.

It’s a pity that hundreds of years have passed, neither the Qishan School nor the Mushan School have been able to enter the ranks of the major schools, and now they can only suffer slowly…

The head of the Qishan faction was a feisty little old man with long beard, half-white hair, a lovely smile, and a kind-hearted look that looked more real than the old man Lin Qingxu saw in the gap between time and space.

But he opened his mouth, and the kindly fortress built before collapsed in an instant.

Head Li Huanying: “How are you guys, welcome to the Qishan School of the Light of the Future!”

“Cough cough—” The elder sitting next to him coughed lightly, signaling him to be serious and solemn.

Li Huanying blew his beard and stared, how could he not be serious, how could he not be solemn?

The child standing below was holding back laughter, looking a little apprehensive when he wanted to laugh. Lin Qingxu looked at Li Huanying, slightly pulled the corners of his lips, and unconsciously remembered the old man Xuyi.

She had just arrived at Mu’s house and became Mu Qingqing. She thought that the old man was deliberately cheating her and throwing her into a top-quality family to suffer.

But now, she couldn’t think so.

If she remembered correctly, according to the process of “The Legend of Lin Nuxiu”, Lin Qingwan was nearly 200 years old when the fantasy world started, and it will be another 300 years…

I am afraid that at least five hundred years have passed since she died when Su Yan became a demon.

In order to deceive her, it is impossible for Xuyi to turn five hundred years into a hundred years. Thinking about it this way, the only possibility for such a flaw is that something that even Xuyi can’t control happened in the middle.

In the gap between time and space, Xu Yu told her that a hundred years was the earliest he could choose, and it was the time before all threats were officially opened.

If the time is too early, the way of heaven may be automatically corrected, obliterating the chaos that occurs.

And now, it turns out that a hundred years is not the most appropriate time.

When Lin Qingxu heard the sudden change of time, he was calm and suppressed. She deduced carefully and figured out that things did not reach the worst situation that cannot be changed.

Tiandao changed the time of her return to the world from one hundred years to five hundred years. What is its purpose?

One hundred years after she left, Su Yan officially became the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm, and began to destroy the Demon Realm, as well as… self-destruction.

From the first century to the first millennium, he probably devoted himself to such a path.

As for her, she had only one purpose for returning to this world, and that was to get together with Su Yan.

The outcome was already doomed, so the person who could be changed by her arrival would definitely be Su Yan.

Lin Qingxu couldn’t guess what the real purpose of Tiandao was, but it allowed her to return halfway, which must be inseparable from Su Yan.

Thinking of this-level, her previously troubled heart can finally settle down. As for what to do next, she should follow her previous path, meet the old man of this world as soon as possible, and let him help her return to Su Yan…

The time in the Xiuxian realm and the human realm is the same, and there is a difference between day and night. After Lin Qingxu listened to the incessant words of the leader, Xi Tao, he rushed the last rays of light to disperse, and they were finally taken to the place where the new disciples rested. .

“Tomorrow, my second senior brother and I will be waiting for you at Ziwuyuan, don’t be late, and rest early.” Jiang Ruichen and Mu Xiu sent them to their residence and waved at them carelessly.

Lin Qingxu and the other five Xiaodouding respectfully said goodbye to the two of them, and entered the room with the newly-collared disciple uniform in their arms.

There are two new disciples. As the only two little girls, Lin Qingxu naturally and the little girl in red.

The little girl in red was named Wei Lian’er. Lin Qingxu saw that she had just finished laughing and said goodbye to the two senior brothers, and when he entered the room, he pulled her face down, which was not surprising.

Although they have been together for a long time, Wei Lian’er’s arrogance and arrogance cannot be hidden, and in the second half of the journey, Lin Qingxu can always feel the hostility in her eyes.

After all, Wei Lian’er is only seven years old. Even if she is intelligent, her understanding of human feelings is not comprehensive, and her emotions are restrained and released too wanton. Even if she wants to hide it, it is not enough.

Lin Qingxu was not in the mood to care about a child, put down his clothes, tidy up the baggage he brought, and went out to fetch water from the water basin in the house.

The place for fetching water is shared, in a full tank in the southwest corner of the yard.

The water tank was clear under the moonlight, Lin Qingxu put down the water basin and looked at his dark and unattractive reflection on the water, and sighed.

The water ladle scooped down, and the mirror surface shattered instantly.

As Lin Qingxu walked back with the water basin, he couldn’t help but suspect that it was the old lady Xuyi who knew she was still alive, but when she became like this, could he still recognize her?

The next day, Lin Qingxu got up on time.

After she finished washing, Wei Lian’er on the bed next to her was still sleeping soundly with the quilt in her arms, her young and tender face harmless and content.

“Wei Lian’er, it’s time to get up.” Lin Qingxu called to her.

Wei Lian’er didn’t want to see her, nor did she actually threaten her. Lin Qingxu didn’t have the guts to care about a small child.

Wei Lian’er was still in a dream, holding the quilt and murmuring, not sure if she heard it clearly.

Lin Qingxu said clearly: “It’s less than two quarters of an hour before you can gather at the Meridian Courtyard. Since you think you still have time, go to sleep.”

After speaking, she didn’t care whether Wei Lian’er was awake or not, she turned her head and went out the door.

The Qishan faction specially provided a canteen for the monks who were not fasting. When Lin Qingxu heard Jiang Ruichen mention the canteen yesterday, his face was sly and mysterious.

When she entered the room that represented the canteen, she could only sigh.

“You are one of the new children who arrived yesterday. I know that on your first day today, I deliberately prepared more food.” The only aunt who “picked vegetables” handed Lin Qingxu a plate with food.

Lin Qingxu looked at the white-faced steamed buns in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched: “Auntie, is that all?”

The aunt smiled into a bright chrysanthemum: “On weekdays, only wowatou is available for breakfast. I was afraid that you would not be able to adapt to it, so I added white noodle buns.” Wotou, cultivators pay the most attention to diet and nourishment during their cultivation. Aunt feels that the purer and more natural it is, the better for these children.

Auntie was stunned by her unrequited expression, she patted her little shoulder quickly, and said righteously: “Little girl, don’t worry, when you finish training, auntie will cook you something delicious at noon!”

Lin Qingxu looked at the breakfast that was called “rich” by the aunt in front of him, and no longer had any hope for lunch.

After nibbling hard – steamed buns – wowotou, Lin Qingxu swelled – cold water in his stomach, and went to Ziwuyuan.

The Meridian Courtyard is a separate courtyard for the new disciples. Only when the disciples successfully induct the Qi into the body in the Meridian Courtyard and officially enter the initial stage of Qi Condensation, will they assign the master according to the direction selected by the disciple and move into a different place. Disciple House.

As a small sect with less than 1,000 disciples, the Qishan sect only categorizes the directions of disciples into three categories: majoring in magic, alchemy, and managing medicine fields.

Disciples are free to choose the direction of cultivation, and they will be assigned different masters after selection.

Lin Qingxu thought about it before going to bed last night. As a result, he chose the third category to grow herbs.

Whether it’s alchemy or managing a medicine field, you actually have to learn spells separately, but the emphasis is different.

– Personal aptitude and luck determine the length of his path to immortality. Lin Qingxu’s current aptitude is not good at all, not even in the middle.

The sect of cultivating immortals has rules, cultivating the mind and nature, and even more strict disciplines for the disciples who have just started.

It takes ten years for a person with excellent aptitude to cultivate from the condensing stage to the foundation-building stage. If it is not very good, it may take decades or even hundreds of years. According to her current aptitude, it is legitimate to want to major in spells. Leaving Luoqishan would not be possible within a few decades.

Although planting herbs is also a practice, but there are no such regulations, and the corresponding management is loose, it is more convenient for her to inquire about other information.

She only learned a few words from Jiang Ruichen’s mouth yesterday – Wen Chi Illusion Realm, when Ling Illusion Realm will open, whether Xu Yi has risen to immortality, or the current situation of the Demon Realm, she has no idea at all.

She needs to find the time to ask.

The hour of the hour came quickly, and Wei Lian’er hurried over on the dots. Seeing that Jiang Ruichen and Mu Xiu, the two senior brothers who were guiding them, had not started, she was relieved and hurriedly stood in the team.

Without yesterday’s dazzling red clothes, Wei Lian’er, who was wearing a pale cyan apprentice uniform, looked much softer and more obedient. Lin Qingxu glanced at the person standing beside her. She was inadvertent, but the other party floated out of her mouth – a sentence .

“Thank you for this morning.” Wei Lian’er squeezed her palms, her words were awkward.

Lin Qingxu curled his lips and said generously, “It’s a lot of work.”

Wei Lian’er bit her lower lip and finally suppressed the words in her heart.

Introducing Qi into the body is the most basic and necessary process of cultivating immortals, and success depends on one’s own talent and comprehension.

Lin Qingxu believes that she has lived to her age and should have no lack of comprehension, but talent is a big obstacle.

Sitting dry – in the morning, she didn’t feel the aura factor that her brother Jiang Ruichen said beating between heaven and earth, let alone introducing these unpredictable little things into her dantian for her own use.

Facts have proved that the aptitude and comprehension of these children are not very good.

– All of them looked like dishes, suffocated and depressed.

Although the pastor was also the senior who taught them, but he didn’t talk to them more than three sentences in the morning, which was a very obvious arrangement. On the contrary, Jiang Ruichen has always gently comforted the weak hearts: “Don’t be discouraged, you also need to pay attention to luck when you get into the body. There are many people who have tried for ten or twenty days and can’t do it. Don’t worry, since the second senior brother and I are If I want to help you, I will wait until the last person successfully enters the Qi Condensation Period, you don’t have to worry.”

The Qishan Sect is a sect with an inheritance. Mu Xiu and Jiang Ruichen are the senior brothers who introduced them to the Qishan Sect. The task will not be fully completed until the six of them are assigned to their respective masters.

And this is both a task and an experience.

It’s a pity, obviously this time the task and experience all fell on Jiang Ruichen, one of the senior brothers.

Lin Qingxu quietly glanced at Mu Xiu’s air-conditioned profile, secretly tutted, just as he was about to regain his senses, someone suddenly turned his head.

The four eyes met, the sigh in Lin Qingxu’s eyes was too late to hide, and all fell into the eyes of the other party.

Mu Xiu’s unwavering eyes condensed slightly, and for a moment, there was a trace of doubt.

Lin Qingxu pulled back his gaze in embarrassment, secretly slandering others who would actually catch the bag!

The “delicious” in the canteen aunt’s mouth is really not worth looking forward to. Lin Qingxu swallowed the bland boiled winter melon and cabbage, and he and the five children who came with him – spurned life together.

The boring intake of air into the body continued. While Lin Qingxu was still scratching her heart and lungs to sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Wei Lian’er, who lived in the same room with her, actually made her first breakthrough. On the third day of practice, she officially entered the cultivation of immortality. door.

To Lin Qingxu’s surprise, she originally thought that according to Wei Lian’er’s character, she would choose to major in magic, but unexpectedly the little girl had a great idea and chose alchemy.

Wei Lian’er is the three spiritual roots of fire, wood and gold, and the three spiritual roots are not prominent. It is true that the cultivation of taste is not dominant.

The most important thing for immortal cultivators that ordinary people yearn for is to have super high mana. Naturally, children who enter the immortal world from the human world are easily affected by the halo and will spontaneously choose to major in magic.

Wei Lian’er’s choice made Lin Qingxu redefine her image in his mind.

…

Entering the Qi Condensation Period, Wei Lian’er was assigned to the alchemy pavilion in the sect that day, and was taken away by the elders of the alchemy pavilion. When Lin Qingxu returned to the house at night, the other bed was bare, leaving only her belongings.

Lin Qingxu looked at the empty room, and suddenly came out in his heart – wiped lonely.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she took out the package she brought from Qingshui Village, and took the time to rummage through the contents.

In fact, to say that she and Wei Lian’er developed a deep friendship in four days, of course it is impossible!

Not to mention that she is not someone who is easy to open up to children, it is Wei Lian’er herself. Although she has lost her hostility towards Lin Qingxu, she still feels awkward from time to time. The two are under the same roof, and they have nothing to do with it. Really good communication.

And the emotion Lin Qingxu felt, it should be said, was a kind of loss that was hard to keep.

In the midst of time, many things, many people, many things, no matter the good ones, are fading away, and maintaining the status quo is the hardest thing.

Free at night, time seems to be stretched infinitely. Lin Qingxu dangled in the room – for a while, she was alone in the room, but it made her feel empty.

She opened the door, and the moonlight from the end of the sky shone down, and the faint mist was full of water vapor. The cool air rushed into the lungs, and the chaotic thoughts in the brain were emptied in an instant.

Lin Qingxu went out, determined to wander around the sect.

The Qishan faction does not have a specially marked forbidden area, but since there are often disciples in the back mountain, it is best not to approach it if there is nothing to do.

Lin Qingxu went around the back mountain, found a highland in the west corner, climbed on the top of the rock, put his hands on both sides of the rock, raised his head, and admired the moonlight more closely and the repairs in the dark night. fairyland.

The Xiuxian world is not as lively and prosperous as the human world. There are no bright lights and no ten-mile long streets. The monks cultivate their self-cultivation.

But the fact is, focusing on immortality is not – it will definitely become the Dao, and if you try hard, you may be disturbed by world events.

She looked at the quiet night sky, her body trembled slightly, she suddenly felt that she and the people in this world seemed to be under a huge net, letting the power of heaven tighten and loosen the net, still unaware…

“Mu Qingqing.”

– A cold voice suddenly appeared behind her.

As if a stone was thrown in his heart, Lin Qingxu’s thoughts were interrupted. She slowly recovered the emotions on her face, turned her head, and saw a tall and straight figure standing in the dark night.

His appearance was hidden by the night. I wonder if the night gave her the illusion. Lin Qingxu looked at him and suddenly felt a trance.

The author has something to say: I’m going to attend a cousin’s wedding tomorrow, from school uniforms to wedding dresses. When I was in high school, my aunt and I secretly went upstairs to see him and his current cousin-in-law having a puppy love relationship as if it was just yesterday, but they are going to enter the wedding hall tomorrow, I am very emotional!

In the next few chapters, I will try to finish the timeline as quickly as possible. After all, the heroine is still a ten-year-old girl, and the hero must be at least an adult.

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