I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

Hongqin, that is, the soul in red that Jiang Lin saw at the residence of Zhen Xian in Wutong Academy.

Jiang Lin was still following Zhen Xian, watching Zhen Xian's dream.

After meeting the little girl, Zhen Xian abducted the little girl...No, she adopted it and went home.

Su Hongqin.

This is the name of the seven-year-old girl.

Zhen Xian Feijian passed the book to the academy, saying that he would not go back in a short time, and would return to the academy to take responsibility afterwards.

After the Emperor Beiming settled down, Zhen Xian spent time with the little girl.

Zhen Xian taught her to read and write, and to teach her how to behave.

Every night when Hongqin wakes up from a nightmare, Zhen Xian will always appear next to her to match her.

What surprised Zhen Xian was that when the little girl was investigating whether there were any injuries or hidden illnesses, even if it was not Master Wang Qi, Zhen Xian noticed the flow of spiritual power in Hong Qin's body.

In other words, Hongqin can practice...

However, Zhen Xian did not dare to teach indiscriminately, but taught the little girl the basic spiritual practice.

After all, Confucian practice has not set a precedent for a woman.

And the little girl's defensiveness for Zhenxian from the beginning to the later familiarity, and then to trust and dependence.

Half a year later, the little girl had already regarded Zhen Xian as her relative.

For the little girl, as long as the big brother goes, he will go wherever he goes.

Time passes year after year.

After another two years, the girl who was nearly ten years old began to stretch out, and her white chin also showed a small tip.

The little girl is getting better and better, and the beauty of the embryo is already taking shape. If nothing else, the little girl will be a big beauty when she grows up.

However, whenever a little girl gets bigger and bigger, it seems more like torture for Zhen Xian.

In Zhen Xian's eyes, Hongqin is more and more like her mother.

After another four years, the nearly fourteen-year-old girl has become a slim girl like a willow tree.

At this time, Hongqin was already seven points similar to her mother.

Every time she saw Hongqin, Zhen Xian would be in a trance.

But Zhen Xian also knows that she is not a red dress...

Ever since, Zhen Xian began to avoid Hong Qin deliberately, and Hong Qin was already quite young, so she should leave.

It's time to ask her if she wants to practice or to teach her husband and son, and spend her life steadily.

If she chooses the former, Zhen Xian will help her find a decent person to practice the spell she likes.

If she chooses the latter, she is the daughter of the general. As long as she greets herself, she can become the princess, live a life of worry-free food and clothing, and find someone she likes.

And just when Zhen Xian wanted to have a good chat with Hongqin.

On this day, the girl returned after buying vegetables, and behind her was a female sword repairer in the Nascent Soul Realm.

This female sword repairer came from Jianzong, the Jianzong of Wan Jianzhou. It was an elder of Jianzong who came to Beiming Kingdom to search for seedlings.

And when Hongqin went shopping for vegetables, he happened to meet him, and he had the thought of accepting apprentices.

After all, encountering is the fate of Dao, not to mention that the opponent has a talent for kendo, why not accept it?

In the evening, after dinner, Zhen Xian called Hongqin.

"Mr. is leaving?"

Hongqin, who is already a graceful young girl, sat with her legs together in front of Zhen Xian, her fingers tightly pinched the skirt, her head lowered, and she was wearing a bright red dress like her mother.

"Well, Hongqin, I told you that I am a spiritual practitioner, and I will leave sooner or later. Now you have grown up, it's almost the same..."

"Why sir avoid me!"

"Huh?"

Lifting his head, Hong Qin's teeth clenched her red lips and looked at Zhen Xian: "Hong Qin can only feel it since Hong Qin was twelve years old. Although the husband did not show it, the husband deliberately kept a distance from Hong Qin every time. , Is Hongqin doing something wrong?"

"No, you didn't do anything wrong, it's my problem..." Zhen Xian shook his head.

"No! It's Hongqin..." The girl clenched her skirt tightly, and the girl's tears fell.

Listening to the girl's voice, Zhen Xian's heart suddenly shrank, and his eyes were lowered. He opened his mouth slightly to say something, but in the end he could only close it.

"Sure enough..."

"How did you know?"

"Hong Qin had a very good memory when she was a child. When she was a child, my mother's personal maid would tell Hong Qin about her in the academy. Among them...Mister was mentioned..."

"That's it..." Zhen Xian smiled gracefully, but no longer spoke too much, as if she had fallen into her own thoughts.

"Sir, do I really look like my mother?" Hong Qin still asked bravely.

Looking at the girl's eyes, Zhen Xian nodded: "Yes, it looks like..."

"Then Hongqin is willing to accompany her husband instead of her mother!"

As if exhausting all her strength, the girl clasped her hands tightly and said this sentence.

Looking directly at the girl's eyes, how could Zhen Xian not understand the meaning of the girl's words now.

But in the end, Zhen Xian shook his head: "Hongqin, you are you after all, you are not a red dress, you are not a substitute."

"But Hongqin is willing!" The girl had already stood up, "As long as the husband is willing, as long as Hongqin can be by his side, Hongqin is willing to be anyone!"

"Hongqin!"

"Sir!"

"Enough!"

From beginning to end, Zhen Xian, who had never been angry before the girl, shouted loudly.

Looking at this scene from the side, he was already shocked. Jiang Lin, whose head was blank for a time, was accidentally shocked.

What is this guy doing so loudly!

"Hongqin, I..." Zhen Xian felt a little regretful when realizing his gaffe.

"Sir, you are fierce to me..."

In front of Zhen Xian, the girl's eye sockets were already wet with tears. She clenched her fists and pulled her little nose. The aggrieved appearance made Jiang Lin wish to rub the straight man Zhen Xian on the ground to relieve her anger.

But by the way, is this line a bit destructive?

"I...not..." Zhen Xian stood up.

"No matter! Sir, I am murderous..."

"Hongqin..."

Zhen Xian stretched out his hand to touch her shoulder, but in the end Zhen Xian let it go, and these details were already seen by the girl.

This time the tears really came out, and the girl ran out.

Early the next morning, Hongqin decided to leave with the elder of Jianzong to practice in Jianzong.

"Hong Qin will definitely find Mr.! Definitely!"

This was the last word the girl said before she left.

After the girl left, Zhen Xian stood in the yard for a long, long time. Jiang Lin didn't know what he was thinking. Anyway, Jiang Lin felt that Zhen Xian was very helpless.

Soon after the girl left, Zhen Xian also closed the private school and left Beimingguo and returned to Wutong Academy.

Back at the academy, Zhen Xian pleaded guilty to the master, including the crime of killing mortal soldiers in Beiming State, the crime of staying in the mortal world, and the crime of slaughtering the monks who burned and killed the general mansion at the time of spirit.

Looking at his most proud disciple, the master touched his goatee: "Are these the sins you want to confess?"

Zhen Xian thought for a while, and said, "If the student neglects the punishment, please ask the master to punish it."

"Fine." The master just shook his head, "Go in retreat and think for a hundred years."

"Yes."

Zhen Xian came to Si Guofeng and thought about it. In fact, Zhen Xian was surprised by his punishment. He thought that his title of sage must be deprived of, and the punishment would be more serious.

But I didn't expect to think about it for a hundred years.

This makes Zhen Xian not connected for a while.

In the past hundred years, Zhen Xian has been reading and practicing in the thatched cottage of Si Guofeng. Apart from being unable to leave Si Guofeng for a step, Zhen Xian has no restrictions, and even has a life of seclusion.

Moreover, from time to time, students from the academy will come to think about it, play chess and read books together to discuss knowledge, and the days are still a little cool.

However, most of the people who came to think about Fengsi made small mistakes and left after five years at most.

So Zhen Xian sent away batch after batch of "prisoners"... and then forged a deep friendship... Many people still missed Zhen Xian when they left.

This is something Jiang Lin didn't expect...

Unknowingly, it has been a hundred years. During this period, Zhen Xian, who entered the Golden Core Realm, left Si Guofeng, but the first thing he saw was the woman in red.

Her eyebrows were lightly lit with red raindrops, her long black hair was gently pulled up by a deer hairpin, and then she fell below her waist.

It has been a hundred years, and the girl with the willow tree has already fully grown, the long and curled eyelashes under the thin willow eyebrows are like small brushes, and the light cyan eyes flicker like stars.

The bridge of the nose is small, the pink lips are slightly raised, and the red and white ribbon around the waist is wound into a crisp knot, but the girl with the red skirt is more pure and beautiful.

She became more and more like her mother.

Quite talented, she has become a direct disciple of one of the 36 peaks of Jianzong. For a hundred years, she has been a sword repairer in the late Golden Core Realm.

If the girl's sword training is exchanged for reading, then the girl's aptitude is no worse than Zhen Xian.

"Zhen Xian, since you have been thinking about it for a hundred years, don’t be idle. This time it’s our Wutong Academy to send wise men to Penglaizhou Wanli City. It just so happens that you and this Jianzong Hongqin girl are going to try, you guys Let's go together, both from Wutongzhou, taking care of each other along the way."

The dean of Wutong Academy's Fa Yin came from a distance, it was an order as well as an order, and Zhen Xian was not allowed to refuse.

"Yes, the students know."

Although Zhen Xian sighed softly in his heart, he still bowed to the direction that Fayin came from.

Straightening up and raising his head, Zhen Xian saw the girl's red and beautiful clean smile.

"The little girl is not talented, and I would like to ask my husband to take care of me."

Zhen Xian smiled. Although it was a smile, it was helpless: "Girls don't dislike me as a pedantic scholar."

The two of them left Wutong Prefecture and set off for Penglaizhou. Along the way, even though they were already a sword repairer in the late Golden Core Realm, they still looked like the little girl in front of Zhen Xian.

But there is also a slight difference that this beautiful and refined woman sword repairer is much more proactive than a hundred years ago.

Because she has no concerns anymore.

If it is said that my mother was "separated between immortals and commonplaces" at that time, one was the daughter of the mortal prince and the other was a Confucian monk on the mountain, and finally couldn't walk together due to the rules.

So now, I am also a mountain man, standing in the same place as my husband, there are no longer any obstacles, why do I have to worry about it?

As a result, Hongqin kept on tactics against Zhen Xian along the way, and Zhen Xian used his steel straight man to the extreme.

In addition to being constantly stuffed with dog food in Jiang Lin's mouth, Jiang Lin was stunned.

Is this really Zhen Xian who called a few cat monsters when he went to Qianmenglou with his own back?

After arriving at Penglaizhou Wanli City, Hongqin not only attacked Zhenxian every day, but also began to go down to kill demons. Zhen Xian learned how to sit on the battlefield with the Confucian sage above Wanli City for the monks in the world. Add BUFF.

Overlooking the battlefield, Zhen Xian's eyes are always attracted by the red shadow.

And that red shadow would raise his head and look at the clouds when he was taking a break on the battlefield, and smile brightly at him.

"You like her?"

The Confucian sage of Wanlicheng, who had been fed dog food for a year, finally couldn't help it in one day.

Over the past year, they have made it clear that they will be separated, their husbands are in love with their wives, and this and that sword repair girl is extremely active, but this junior is like a piece of wood! I want to get close but dare not, keeping my distance all the time.

Faced with senior's question, Zhen Xian did not answer, but just looked at her under the cloud.

"Oh! It's really anxious to die..."

The Confucian sage in Wanlicheng shook his head and said nothing.

If this is to be yourself, there is such a beautiful girl who likes herself! Children can make soy sauce.

Time just passed day by day.

And under Hongqin's unremitting attack, the relationship between the two reached a certain level and stopped moving forward, as if the two would always have only such a gap.

Finally, when Zhen Xian had only one month left to study in Wanli City, and he was about to return to Wutong Prefecture, Hongqin called out Zhen Xian the night before a monster battle.

"If Hong Qin kills ten thousand demons tomorrow and merges into the Nascent Soul Realm, how about your husband being with me!"

"I..."

"Then it's settled!"

This time Hongqin didn't give Zhen Xian a chance to finish speaking. After making an agreement privately, he ran away. The thief was excited.

However, Zhen Xian did not catch up, either because she acquiesced to her agreement or because her thoughts were too messy.

On the second day, the Yaozu’s daily siege of the city, because it is the daily mid-month summary siege of the Yaozu’s world, there will be no big monsters, so the Confucian sage assured Zhen Xian to sit in town, just giving him a chance to experience ~ www.wuxiaspot. com~ And under the city, that red shadow is blooming with enchanting blood every time he waved the red sword in his hand.

Five thousand...Six thousand...

Seven thousand...eight thousand...

When the girl was about to kill 10,000, and even when the realm had faint signs of breakthrough, the monsters withdrew their troops daily.

At this moment, above the cloud, Zhen Xian, who knew so far, also bowed his head.

But what I didn't expect was that when the city of Wanli was about to retreat and return to the city, the red shadow directly pierced the demon race's retreating army.

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