Chapter 93 Brother Song

That's it.

He Song walked forward, constantly strolling in the fairy house, but his mind was full of thoughts.

He didn't know how long he had walked.

Suddenly, a fragrant breeze blew past his nose.

"Brother Song?" A crisp female voice suddenly sounded from beside He Song, with a hint of surprise in the voice.

He Song heard it and looked in the direction of the voice.

But he saw a delicate girl beside him, looking at him timidly.

When He Song turned his head and finally saw He Song's appearance, the girl's eyes lit up and a hint of surprise flashed across her face.

"So it's really Brother Song. I was worried about making a mistake before. Brother Song, do you still remember me?"

The crisp female voice in his ear made He Song feel familiar.

But before he could think about it, a little bean suddenly appeared in his mind.

This voice

Su Yan? (From Chapter 25)

How did she suddenly change from a little girl who pestered him for candied haws to a delicate girl with bright eyes and white teeth?

And judging from her cultivation, it seems that she has successfully drawn Qi into her body and reached the first level of Qi training.

He Song instantly recalled Su Yan's identity in his mind.

Twelve years ago, when He Song's cultivation had just broken through to the third level of Qi training, his neighbors, in addition to Lin Cong, who had long been his good friend, had another family.

There was an old man and a child in that family.

The old man's name was Su Jin, and his cultivation was already the sixth level of Qi training at that time.

The little girl's name was Su Yan, and she had not yet started practicing.

According to what Su Jin said at the time, Su Yan was his granddaughter in the mortal world.

Because she had spiritual roots, he brought her from the mortal world and brought her to his side to teach her himself.

If He Song remembered correctly, the old man and the child had only been neighbors with him for more than two years.

Su Yan often pestered He Song.

But Su Jin, because of his cultivation, was not very close to He Song at the time.

Afterwards, Zhushan Xianfang was attacked by evil cultivators, and many cultivators died as a result.

Twelve years passed in the blink of an eye.

He Song thought that the old man and the child had died in the catastrophe of that year, but he didn't expect that twelve years later, he would see his old friend again in the Immortal Pavilion.

"Of course I remember, but I didn't expect that twelve years would pass in the blink of an eye, and Xiaoyan would grow up so big."

Looking at the delicate girl in front of him, He Song suddenly had an illusion that he was in another world.

When the familiar people suddenly grew up.

When people of the same generation suddenly grew old.

When the world changes drastically, only oneself remains as solid as a rock.

He Song didn't know how he felt at the moment.

I just felt that it was like a lifetime ago.

Twelve years later, the little girl who liked to pester him for candied haws is now a graceful young lady.

But I have never changed at all.

Such a sense of disparity made He Song's heart tighten, and he broke out in a cold sweat in an instant.

He is an immortal.

In the eyes of others, he is a complete alien.

If someone really discovered his identity as an immortal, I'm afraid his fate would be extremely miserable.

In this way.

He must not be too sharp.

Otherwise, once he is always being watched, I'm afraid his every move will be magnified by others.

What if someone discovered his secret.

With the methods of the masters in the world of immortal cultivation.

Extracting souls and refining spirits, cutting into pieces, peeling skin and pulling tendons are just child's play.

When the soul is imprisoned and suffers the pain of eternal life, then it will be true that he can neither live nor die.

He Song does not want his life to be controlled by others.

At the same time, this secret cannot be told to anyone.

This is the world of immortal cultivation, but there is such a thing as soul-searching.

If there is really a chance,

Thinking about his fate at that time, He Song's body was covered with cold sweat instantly.

What were I thinking before!

This road is blocked.

Naturally.

Mediocre, not noticed by others, stable development, and immortal cultivation.

It became the most important thing He Song should do at this moment.

Only by making himself look mediocre can he avoid being noticed as much as possible.

Only by not being noticed can he hide himself better.

Only by hiding himself well can his secrets not be discovered by others.

Only by not being discovered by others can he live better.

Only by living better can he become stronger step by step, and finally make no one dare to covet his secrets.

And what was he thinking before?

With the talent of entering the formation, he joined Houtu Sect and became its inner disciple?

There are very few people who have the talent of formation, and there are naturally even fewer people who can choose the formation among the hundred arts of cultivation and enter the formation.

Such an existence, the appearance of one is enough for Houtu Sect to accept him as an inner disciple.

Naturally, such an existence is definitely not related to the word mediocre.

If he really joined Houtu Sect in this way, he would probably have to live under the spotlight in the future.

At that time, he would probably be watched whenever he went out.

Every move would be seen by others.

This is not the life He Song wants, nor is it the life he can live.

Living under the spotlight, one day he will be exposed.

Therefore.

When he suddenly realized this, He Song instantly gave up the idea of ​​going to Houtu Sect and becoming an inner disciple of Houtu Sect.

It's too risky!

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If someone discovers my secret, I am afraid that dying without a burial place is not a bad thing. The most terrifying thing is that my soul is extracted and I suffer day and night.

In order to prevent myself from suffering such hardships, He Song secretly made up his mind.

Even if I want to join Houtu Sect in the future, I must not join Houtu Sect as a genius.

At least, I have to try to join when I have the strength to resist and escape from Houtu Sect.

Otherwise, He Song would rather be a casual cultivator than risk being imprisoned for life to join the sect.

How could he, who is cautious by nature, take such a risk.

Thinking in his heart.

He Song breathed a sigh of relief.

There was also a hint of gentleness in his eyes when he looked at Su Yan in front of him.

If it weren't for Su Yan's appearance.

I'm afraid I would still be immersed in a dilemma.

And the appearance of Su Yan just happened to solve a big problem for He Song at the moment.

Naturally, He Song also looked more pleasing to Su Yan after a long separation.

"Of course, it's been twelve years. I was only eight years old back then, but now I'm twenty. I'm not a little girl anymore. I'm an adult now."

Su Yan's eyes curved into a crescent shape, and there was even a hint of pride on her face.

It seemed that after twelve years, she had grown from a little girl to a big girl, and she was quite proud.

"By the way, has Brother Song lived in District B for the past twelve years? Twelve years ago, Grandpa suddenly brought me to District A, and Xiao Yan has never seen Brother Song again since then."

After a long separation, Su Yan's eyes were filled with joy, and she stood beside He Song and kept asking questions.

However, after hearing Su Yan's words, a hint of understanding flashed in He Song's eyes.

It turned out that the old man and the child were not dead twelve years ago.

And they moved from District B to District A.

In Zhushan Xianfang, the houses for rent are divided into four major areas, A, B, C, and D.

Among A, B, C, and D, there are street names and house numbers to distinguish them.

For example, He Song lives in the 13th house of Chuanyun Street, District B, outside the Xianfang.

The four major districts of A, B, C, and D are located in the four directions of the Xianfang, which are outside the Xianfang. The spiritual energy is almost the same, and there is no situation where District A is more noble than District B.

As for why the old and the young moved, He Song did not ask.

But.

Instead of letting Su Yan chat with him on the street, He Song still felt that it would be more comfortable to sit down in a teahouse and drink tea and chat.

Therefore, He Song quickly took Su Yan to the nearest teahouse.

On the second floor of the teahouse.

After He Song ordered a pot of good tea casually, he took Su Yan to sit by the window and began to ask each other about their recent situation accompanied by the fragrance of tea.