Traveling into the world of immortality, being supervised by my best friend and being involved

Chapter 53: Being handsome is all imaginary. Jin Danqi has no temperament and is so stupid.
Su Nanzhi hurriedly turned around, unable to help but want to see what the old monster hiding in the valley looked like.

The rain was falling in the valley, the raindrops were thin and light, and no pitter-pattering sound could be heard.

The mountains and forests in the distance were filled with mist and became much quieter.

Beside the stream dotted with peach blossom petals, someone was sitting on the ground with a hunched body.

Wearing a green bamboo hat and a green raincoat, he fished leisurely in the slanting wind and drizzle.

It seems that I have been immersed in this beautiful and tranquil scenery and don't want to leave.

Su Nanzhi subconsciously thought of that poem——

The egret flies in front of Xisai Mountain, and the mandarin fish is fat in the peach blossom and flowing water.

The green ruo, the green dress, the oblique wind and drizzle do not need to return.

In ancient poetry, the fisherman has always been an image of a reclusive master who does not participate in worldly disputes.

They carry political overtones, and most of them were frustrated in officialdom, so they chose to remain indifferent and clear their aspirations, and retired to the countryside.

Life is free and unrestrained;

Detached and optimistic temperament;
His attitude towards the mortal world is also to see through the mortal world and be indifferent to fame and fortune.

Just a simple glance, even without the identity of Master Jin Haolin, made Su Nanzhi feel awe of him.

She could faintly see the other person's profile, which looked like an elegant crane.

Just sitting there, doing nothing, automatically brings people into that artistic conception.

It stands to reason that to be Jin Haolin's master, his cultivation level must be quite high, probably above the stage of becoming a god.

But he looked old, with a long beard falling on his chest, and his silver-white hair shining brightly in the sun.

Su Nanzhi subconsciously thought of the image of Taibai Jinxing in the TV series and nodded appreciatively.

As expected of a reclusive master, he doesn't care much about his appearance.

Even the leader of the Qingyun Sect, whom Su Nanzhi thought was the most courageous before this, was unwilling to let his face look old.

At this moment, he took action.

The old man waved his hand to Jin Haolin impatiently, "Go, go, go aside, don't scare away my fish!"

He managed to make a nest.

"Click——"

The moment he spoke, Su Nanzhi's fantasy about him was shattered.

What about the elegance you promised?

What about being personable and proud?

Sure enough, a man's handsomeness is all imagined by a woman.

Jin Haolin smiled helplessly and did not dare to disturb, so he could only stand there blankly.

Su Nanzhi came to his senses in a daze, stepped forward and tugged on his sleeves.

"Isn't it autumn now?"

The scene in this valley exudes a strong atmosphere of spring.

Jin Haolin explained: "Because Master likes spring."

Su Nanzhi:? ? !

She could probably guess that it was because of the formation that the scenery here was very different from the outside world.

Can……

Are all powerful people so willful?
Change whatever season you like.

Couldn't this kind of heaven-defying ability be able to artificially create natural disasters? !

Ever since he came to the world of immortality, Su Nanzhi didn't know how many times his worldview had collapsed.

Her cognition is being rebuilt amidst constant collapse.

After holding it in for a long time, Su Nanzhi spit out one word: "Six."

Jin Haolin: "What do you mean?"

Su Nanzhi: "He's just awesome."

Jin Haolin suddenly realized it and nodded: "That's it..."

But the old man couldn't listen anymore. He swung the fishing rod to the ground and stood up suddenly.

"What's the fuss about? We won't let anyone fish anymore!"

With fixed eyes, he saw Su Nanzhi next to Jin Haolin, and his face that was fierce just now suddenly became amiable.

"Is this the little girl you are talking about?"

The sudden intimacy made Su Nanzhi retreat unconsciously.

She seemed frightened by the enthusiasm, her eyes panicked.

The old man looked at her, wanting to explore her aura, but found that something was blocking his consciousness. He stared at it, looking for its origin, and his eyes fell on Su Nanzhi's wrist.

His eyes suddenly lit up, "Oh ho, evolutionary space magic weapon!"

No wonder it can block its own breath.

This word made Jin Haolin's pupils suddenly widen and he looked at Su Nanzhi in disbelief.

"You actually have an evolutionary magic weapon on you!"

Among all the disciples, although he was the richest, he was not the one with the largest total wealth.

Junior brothers with prominent families and powerful backgrounds hold many secret treasures in their hands, which even he cannot compare with.

As for the evolutionary magic weapon, Jin Haolin had only heard about it and had never seen it before.

The unfamiliar environment and the old man's sudden enthusiasm made the already reticent Su Nanzhi become even more silent.

She kept her mouth shut, not intending to explain.

The old man continued to speak, "It is indeed a mutated thunder and fire spiritual root, with unlimited potential!"

He sighed and stepped forward with a smile.

"Little girl, can you let me see your companion spirit beast?"

The little boy said that her companion spirit beast looked strange, and even his spirit beast could not tell what kind it was.

He wanted to see what kind of strange method it was.

Su Nanzhi lowered his eyes and pondered.

Xu Qingluan's current strength proves that she is not a little bird.

But what kind of species is it...

Wen Beixun didn't reveal much, and she didn't know.

The somewhat crooked old man in front of her might be able to tell her.

Su Nanzhi was about to check the spirit beast space to see if Xu Qingluan had woken up.

A stream of heat suddenly spurted out from his chest, and a small blue bird rushed out.

"I, Hu Hansan, am back!"

As soon as she opened her eyes, a piece of peach blossom petals fell on her head, just covering her eyes.

Xu Qingluan flapped her wings in panic, "There's an ambush! Here comes someone, escort me! Where are my guards with swords in front of me?!"

Although he didn't name him directly, Su Nanzhi felt that the guard with the knife was referring to him.

Old man: "Why is this bird so nervous?"

He turned his head and spoke as gently as possible: "Little girl, what does your companion spirit beast look like?"

It doesn't matter if you don't want him to see it.

He could guess it with just a few simple descriptions.

Su Nanzhi pointed at Xu Qingluan who was flying around blindly, "It looks like this."

"What?" The old man was stunned for a moment, and after he realized what he was doing, he exclaimed, "Is this your companion spirit beast?!"

Su Nanzhi nodded.

The old man glanced at Xu Qingluan again, still not believing it.

"It's normal for children to be naughty, but you can't lie to an old man like me like this. If this is your companion spirit beast, I will give you my secret purple electric blue frost sword!"

Su Nanzhi raised his eyebrows.

There is such a good thing in the world!

Jin Haolin hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Master, she can't control that sword."

He did not object to the master giving the sword to Su Nanzhi.

Sword cultivators pay attention to the integration of man and sword. To wear a sword, the sword spirit and the cultivator must match each other, which is the so-called destiny.

Su Nanzhi may not be compatible.

Even if she doesn't use the natal sword, her cultivation level is too low to master that power.

"What are you afraid of!" The old man shook off his hand holding his sleeve, "I don't believe that her companion spirit beast is really a little spirit bird!"

I know it looks strange, but it can’t be so strange!

After all, he was born in the golden elixir stage, has no temperament at all, and is very stupid.

The more the old man looked at it, the more impossible he thought it was.

　The egret flies in front of Xisai Mountain, and the mandarin fish is fat in the peach blossom and flowing water.

　　The green ruo, the green dress, the oblique wind and drizzle do not need to return.

　　From "The Fisherman's Song: Egrets Flying in Front of Xisai Mountain" by Zhang Zhihe in the Tang Dynasty

　　
　
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