The Immortal Spiritual Picture

The boy yelled and was about to fall to the ground, but suddenly he felt a gentle force holding him up, and then his face came into close contact with the dust on the ground.

As a result, his nose was almost broken.

Gu Changhuan put down his hand and frowned. Why did this kid hit him so hard? If he fell down, he would have multiple fractures if not a brain burst.

The other boys hurried over and surrounded the boy who fell down. The chubby boy was also panicked. He hurried to the boy who fell.

"Laifu, are you okay?"

Hearing the boy's name, Gu Changhuan almost laughed out loud.

The boy named Laifu got up stupidly and said in a daze:

"No... It's okay... I seem to be caught by something..."

The chubby boy wiped his nose and helped Laifu up.

"I didn't mean it just now, I'm sorry..."

"I forgive you, but you have to let me play on the swing for a while longer!"

Lai Fu said.

Gu Changhuan shook his head, the boy was always fearless.

He didn't even know the fear.

But Lai Fu didn't get what he wanted, not because the chubby boy regretted it, nor because the other boys disagreed.

But Lai Fu was pulled by the ear by a woman to go home for dinner.

"Can't you be quiet for a while, you have to go out to play during the lunch break in the school. Can't you save some time for me?"

The woman said while pulling Lai Fu's ear, and Lai Fu kept begging for mercy.

In less than half a cup of tea, the boys were called home for dinner.

Gu Changhua watched the boys being called away one by one, and in the end, only the chubby boy was left under the willow tree.

However, he didn't go to play on the swing happily, but stood under the tree and looked at the figure of the last friend who left, feeling quite lonely.

After a while, the boy left by himself.

Gu Changhuan followed him on a whim.

The young man walked slowly to a small courtyard, pushed open the old wooden door and walked in.

There were three houses in the courtyard, and a peach tree grew in the courtyard with a swing on the trunk.

Gu Changhuan jumped lightly and came to the roof of the young man's house. He frowned. He didn't feel the breath of other people in the yard. Could it be that the young man's parents were not at home?

He scanned it carefully with his spiritual sense again, but found something incredible.

Hey, what is this?

The spiritual sense swept over something like a makeup box, but there was no jewelry or gold or silver in it, but a green thing that was neither gold nor jade.

This thing contains a strong vitality, but its spiritual energy is restrained. If it weren't for the spiritual sense sweeping over it, it would never be discovered.

Gu Changhuan was shocked: It turned out to be Mu Xin!

Mu Xin, like Quan Jing, is a derivative spiritual object.

Quanjing is a derivative of Lingquan, while Muxin is a derivative of Lingmu.

Muxin contains a lot of vitality. In addition to assisting cultivation, it is also one of the best materials for refining incarnations.

Gu Changhuan was shocked at first and then overjoyed. How could a spiritual object like Muxin appear in a mortal's home? But in any case, the spiritual object he used to refine a wood-attributed clone has been found.

Derivatives like Muxin are extremely precious and rare. Ordinary cultivators may never have seen them in their lives, but Gu Changhuan recently encountered Quanjing first and now Muxin, which made him sigh that he had a great opportunity.

But Muxin now has an owner. Gu Changhuan frowned. If he took Muxin away, he would have a cause and effect with this family. If he did not compensate for something, he might leave a demon in the future.

Of course, he could also take Muxin away directly and leave, or kill all the family, but this was contrary to his Tao heart.

He jumped down from the roof, and the boy just came out of the kitchen with a steamed bun in his hand.

The boy was startled when he saw Gu Changhuan flying down from the bed, and then asked with shining eyes.

"Are you a martial arts master?"

Gu Changhuan laughed, he nodded and replied: "I guess so, can you tell me your name?"

The boy wiped his nose nervously and stammered

"My... my name is Chi Jin."

Gu Changhuan looked at the boy, the name was a little bit different from the person.

"Where are your family members?"

"My parents were killed, I have no other family members."

Chi Jin's mouth sank, his eyebrows lowered, and he looked very lost, and then looked at Gu Changhuan with hope,

"Can you take me as your apprentice and teach me martial arts?"

Gu Changhuan originally wanted to give them wealth that they could not spend in several lifetimes, but this child Chi Jin had no parents and no relatives, leaving him wealth would harm him instead.

After hearing Chi Jin's words, Gu Changhuan asked

"Why do you want to learn martial arts? But the enemy who killed your parents is still at large?"

Chi Jin shook his head. The person who killed his parents had already been killed by a chivalrous hero. The reason why he wanted to learn martial arts was just because he wanted to become very powerful and become a figure like that hero.

It's a pity that the hero who avenged his parents liked to be alone and didn't accept disciples.

Chi Jin explained the reason, and Gu Changhuan smiled and nodded.

He had already thought about it. It would be better to check if the child had spiritual roots first. If he did, he would take the child to Bifeng Mountain and teach him to practice;

If he doesn't have spiritual roots, he will send the child to Yuqing Town and let his parents take care of him. Then he will find a master with good martial arts to fulfill his wish. When he grows up, he will arrange for him to marry and have children.

"My requirements for accepting disciples are very high. Stretch out your hand and let me see your qualifications."

Chi Jin's eyes were almost shining. He stretched out his arm.

Gu Changhuan touched Chi Jin's arm slightly and probed his true essence into Chi Jin's body.

In fact, it was said to be checking qualifications, but in fact it was checking whether Chi Jin had spiritual roots.

But privately, Gu Changhuan still hoped that Chi Jin didn't have spiritual roots, which would be easier to arrange.

Small theater:

Gu Changhuan: Young man, I see that you have amazing bones and will become a great man in the future. Now I have a magical skill in my hand, and you can exchange it with just one power generation for love.