Si Lei Zhenjun

Chapter 21 Growing a brain

"Brother, Senior Sister Wanwan is seriously injured. Can you help her?"

Yu Wanwan was supported by Chu Xing on the shoulders and came to Zhao Chunfeng, looking down at the tip of her shoes with a blushing face.

Zhao Chunfeng put his fingers together and made a gesture, and dots of green light appeared on Wanwan's curvy body.

Yu Wanwan's pretty face soon regained its color, and the small wound on her hand began to scab and fall off visibly, finally turning into skin as white as jade.

"Okay, I still have a furnace of pills to refine, so I'll go back first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the magic circle on the jade talisman on Chu Xing's waist lit up again, and Zhao Chunfeng turned into a white light and disappeared on the spot.

"Senior Sister Yu, next comes the most enjoyable part: searching the corpse. As a cultivator at the Hedao realm, how many good things do you think will be inside?"

Chu Xing rubbed his hands excitedly and looked eagerly at the two headless corpses on the ground.

Yu Wanwan nodded, also looking eager to try.

After an incense stick of time, the two looked at the large pile of messy magic items and a small pile of spirit stones on the ground with pale faces.

"Senior Sister Yu, you said that a Hedao-level cultivator's storage bag only has a little over 26,000 spirit stones. Is there any law to this?"

"Haha, alright, put all these away and give them to your senior brother. He killed these two people."

Chu Xing discovered that after Yu Wanwan recovered from her injuries, this "little white flower sister" gradually regained the appearance of a "caring big sister".

"I'll just bring this pile of weird stuff back to him. He likes to study them. As for the spirit stones, Senior Sister Yu will give you 15,000."

Chu Xing put all the spirit stones into the old woman's storage bag, and then divided the spirit stones into two piles, one pile into his own storage bag, and the other pile into the storage bag of the middle-aged man in green robe and stuffed it into Yu Wanwan.

"No, I don't lack spirit stones."

Yu Wanwan's lips curled up in a beautiful arc, and her eyes were full of charm.

Chu Xing always felt that he had heard this somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where for the moment. Since Yu Wanwan said so, thinking of his huge debt of 200,000, he stopped being pretentious.

"Senior Sister Yu, we still need to go to the Immortal Patrol Division in Guiyun City. We need to deal with the mortal who reported the news."

Chu Xing suddenly remembered the old woman from the Xunxian Division and reminded her.

"Okay, let's go now."

Yu Wanwan nodded, summoned a purple flying sword, and stepped on it with light lotus steps.

Chu Xing quickly stepped onto the purple flying sword:

"Senior Sister Yu, your Nascent Soul is now complete, and your flight speed is several times faster than mine. Why don't you take me flying?"

Yu Wanwan snorted delicately, and her flying sword soared into the air with a swish. "You rascal, don't think I don't know your dirty little thoughts."

Chu Xing fell to the ground unexpectedly, rolled several times on the ground, and fell flat on his face.

"Oh no, this is the big sister taking over, and now she has a brain?"

Chu Xing sighed inwardly.

Seeing that Yu Wanwan's figure in the air was about to fly away, Chu Xing summoned his flying sword, put Dai Bao on his shoulder, and chased after her at full speed.

Chu Xing touched his butt and said pitifully, "Senior Sister Yu, how could you be so cruel? My butt is about to be broken."

"Hehe, you deserve it. I told you to take advantage of me."

Yu Wanwan was laughing so hard that her body was shaking. Her pair of slender and round legs were faintly visible between the pink skirt fluttering in the wind.

……

The next day, he returned to Yuncheng to patrol the Immortal Division.

"Chu Xing, I called Feng Zhangling through the communication jade talisman on the way, and he is inside now."

Yu Wanwan pointed to a remote courtyard with a low wall. There were two soldiers guarding the courtyard. Chu Xing nodded slightly.

"Two immortals, please come in."

The soldier respectfully stepped forward and opened the gate for the two men. They walked in and saw a hunched old woman with her hair and clothes neatly combed.

"I'm curious about what your relationship with Deng Cheng is?"

Chu Xing went straight to the point and didn't want to talk about things like, "Do you know how many people will be killed by aiding and abetting the evil?"

"I am his adopted daughter."

The old woman looked calm and spoke lightly.

"Child bride?"

"No, I'm just an adopted daughter. After Deng Cheng left home, my adoptive parents brought me home from begging on the streets. It wasn't until they were dying that I learned I had a brother I'd never met."

"Good boy, you're really my sister."

Chu Xing complained secretly, feeling a little disappointed. He had originally thought that he could get some big melon of "Love between Immortal and Mortal at Twilight", but he didn't expect that it would be just like that. He could guess what happened next with his toes. Deng Cheng returned to his home in Guiyun City and saw this "godsister". The "godsister" was grateful for the kindness of Deng Cheng's parents in raising him and secretly informed him of the news. Thinking of this, he had no interest in asking further.

"How do you always know about the raids in advance?"

Chu Xing directly expressed the last bit of doubt in his mind.

"I am an excellent tea artist. The immortals always ask me to make tea and serve them whenever they have a meeting."

The old woman said.

Chu Xing nodded when he heard that, then took Yu Wanwan's slender little hand from her sleeve. Yu Wanwan's face flushed slightly, and she struggled gently but failed, so she was pulled out of the courtyard with him.

……

"Senior Sister, I wanted to take you to eat melons, but I didn't expect you to make a wasted trip."

Chu Xing and Yu Wanwan sat opposite each other in a private room of a teahouse in Guiyun City. Chu Xing picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her, saying with a melancholy look.

"What melon are you eating?"

Yu Wanwan took the teacup and looked at him suspiciously.

Chu Xing coughed dryly and said, "Ahem, I just wanted to listen to people tell stories. Let's not talk about that for now. I've been busy writing a storybook, and Master hasn't been paying much attention to my cultivation. I have some cultivation matters that I want to ask Senior Sister, so I asked you to come here to sit with me."

Yu Wanwan raised her delicate head slightly, picked up the teacup and took a sip. "Ask," she said. "I'm reluctantly giving you some pointers today."

Chu Xing smiled, paused, and said, "Thank you very much, Senior Sister. I'm twenty years old this year. I've rarely interacted with others in the five years since I joined the sect. I've only just reached the stage of Core Formation. I wonder if my cultivation speed is faster or slower than that of my peers in the Yunxiao Sect?"

Yu Wanwan frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "Every nine years, the eight great sects open their doors to recruit disciples. Let's compare you with the group of disciples that Yunxiao Sect recruited eight years ago.

You didn't enter the sect through the sect assessment, so you have to start your cultivation three years later than them. The most advanced among them has already reached Golden Core Perfection. You can judge for yourself."

Chu Xing nodded, and at the same time thought to himself, he was now in the early stage of the Golden Core, and even if he worked non-stop for the next three years, he would not be able to achieve the Perfect Golden Core. He also didn't know how those people could achieve the Perfect Golden Core from scratch in just eight years.

Thinking of this, he asked again, "Senior Sister, I consider myself to be quite diligent in my cultivation, and my spiritual roots are also top-grade. However, no matter how hard I try in the next three years, I will not be able to achieve the perfection of the Golden Core. Do they have any methods to speed up the cultivation speed?"

"Well, there wasn't one before the Golden Core stage. There's a Jade Pool in the Yunxiao Sect. In order to help disciples lay a solid foundation for Qi training and foundation building, the sect only allows disciples above the Golden Core stage to enter. The concentration of spiritual energy inside is ten times that of the outside world.

"One month of cultivation there is equivalent to a year of normal cultivation, though it does cost a bit of spirit stones. One thousand spirit stones are required for one day of cultivation, and each disciple can only enter and cultivate there for one month each year," Yu Wanwan said.

"I see. Thank you for telling me, Senior Sister."

Chu Xing understood, but he still owed the sect 200,000 spirit stones. It was impossible for him to spend the spirit stones to practice in the Qionghua Jade Pool before paying it back. Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little heavy-hearted, and said with a sullen look.

Seeing his gloomy expression, Yu Wanwan assumed he was reeling from a setback. She gracefully stood up and walked over to Chu Xing, gently patting his shoulder. She smiled and soothed him, saying, "Don't be discouraged, Chu Xing. As long as you cultivate in the Jade Pool for a month every year, you'll soon catch up with them."

Chu Xing knew the woman in front of him had misunderstood, so he didn't explain. He took one of her slender white fingers, tilted his head slightly, looked into her pair of bright eyes under her long eyelashes, and said, "Junior brother, I don't care about others, but I'm afraid that I will fall behind and be looked down upon by my senior sister."

The woman looked back at him with her clear, lively eyes for a few seconds before lowering her head in embarrassment. The blush on her cheeks was like mist caressing the mountains, appearing and disappearing. She murmured softly, "I...I won't."

Chu Xing looked at the woman in front of him with her eyelashes trembling and her shy eyes dodging, and then thought of her usual domineering demeanor. This strong contrast of "cuteness" almost melted his heart.

He pulled the woman in front of him and slowly sat her on the soft couch beside him. Then he gently held her in his arms, lowered his head and looked at her quietly, his eyes full of emotion and tenderness, and said: "Senior Sister..."

The chest of the woman in his arms rose and fell slightly, her breath was warm, and a faint fragrance unique to women came from her. There was a crystal light flashing in her beautiful eyes. He bit his red lips lightly and looked up at her infatuatedly, and responded in a voice as thin as a mosquito.

Chu Xing struggled in his heart, and his head felt hot. He couldn't help but lower his head and move closer, and his lips fell on her small and plump peach lips.

Cool, soft and sweet!

The woman's cheeks were burning hot, her whole body was soft, her long eyelashes were trembling like butterfly wings, her slender white hands were against Chu Xing's chest, and then she gently closed her eyes.

"no……"

The woman's body suddenly trembled, and her tender hands suddenly grasped his restless big hands, her eyes were blurred, and her peach lips were sparkling.

Chu Xing suddenly stopped what he was doing when he heard the voice. With tenderness and guilt in his eyes, he looked at the girl in his arms quietly and said, "Senior Sister, I..."

"You bad boy! My mother said you can only kiss me after we get married..."

The woman's breathing gradually calmed down, and she buried her head in Chu Xing's chest as she spoke softly.

Chu Xing couldn't help but laugh, unexpectedly she was still a "good girl" at heart.

He had an idea and used his hands to tidy up her messy hair. He leaned back slightly and whispered a few words in her ear.

After saying that, Chu Xing's gaze lingered on the woman's pink lips. He pointed three fingers to the sky as if swearing, and added again: "I promise not to touch you this time."

The woman's crystal earlobes turned red. She looked back at him a few times, then turned her head to the side with a blush on her oval face.

Seeing this, Chu Xing lowered his head again and kissed the woman in his arms.

Half an hour later, the woman collapsed in Chu Xing's arms, sweat dripping from her body, with a blush still on her pretty face.

Then she looked down at the wrinkled pink gauze skirt and the red marks on her slender legs. She punched Chu Xing's arm lightly with her pink fist and scolded him, "You bad boy! You still say you won't touch me. You've even messed up my skirt."

Chu Xing lovingly kissed the girl's forehead, then pointed at his lips that had been bitten several times, and said jokingly, "Senior Sister, you're not a slow-witted person."

The woman blushed and lowered her head.

Chu Xing couldn't help laughing when he saw this, and immediately he had the idea of ​​teasing her. He lifted her chin, put his hands on her waist, and said with a sly smile: "Call me Brother Chu, or I'll tickle you."

"You...don't even think about it."

The woman raised her head slightly and gave him a reproachful look.

"Um...will you call me?"

"Hehe...don't even think about it...bad boy..."

"Well, it seems you don't know how good of a tickler I am."

“Giggle…giggle…it’s so itchy…please stop scratching…my name is…Chu…Brother…Brother Chu!”