My Senior Brother Turned Black After I Died. Chapter 33

Chapter 33 Chapter 33 (Additional update) Junior brother is so good-looking…

Shen Lanchuan had actually woken up long ago.Just when Ji Hantong started to twist restlessly, he was awakened by the movement of the little dumpling in his arms.But he didn’t open his eyes immediately, wanting to see what the little guy was going to do.

After all, he had never seen his junior brother in the cub stage.Ji Hantong was already eight or nine years old when he was taken up the mountain by Master Daoxuan.

As a result, Shen Lanchuan felt that Ji Hantong in his arms stiffened at first, and then tried to sneak away quietly. After being “unconsciously” hugged by him, he was too frightened to move. Then he began to fall into some kind of fierce inner struggle. His little body twisted around, and his expressions were unpredictable. It was so cute that it made your heart melt.

Shen Lanchuan’s heart was so cute.He looked at Ji Hantong’s conflicted look, which was almost smoking but reluctant to leave. He couldn’t hide the smile in his eyes anymore, and couldn’t help but give her a kiss through sleepiness.

Well, the junior brother sneaked into his bed in the middle of the night, and he secretly kissed the junior brother, and they secretly evened it out.

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Ji Hantong was torn back and forth between “Senior brother is so nice, I really want to get close to him” and “No, he is good to the original owner, I am just an outsider occupying the magpie’s nest, I can’t covet such a good person, why am I so despicable?”

I was so entangled that I finally fell asleep because of the entanglement.

Shen Lanchuan took this opportunity to get up.

Shen Lanchuan stood up quietly, tucked the little guy who was sleeping soundly on the bed again, and walked out of the side bedroom.

The morning light is faint, the snow has just begun to rise, and the top of Cangwu Peak is covered with silver, which is so pure that it is almost unreal.The cold air was breathed into his lungs, carrying the coldness of ice and snow and the slight fragrance of pine and cypress, which completely settled Shen Lanchuan’s somewhat chaotic mind.He walked slowly to the dining room, preparing to make breakfast for Ji Hantong.

Shen Lanchuan rolled up his wide sleeves, revealing his smooth forearms.He first took some spiritual spring water and poured it into the pot. With a flick of his fingertips, a cluster of pure and gentle spiritual fire burned quietly under the stove under his precise control.He also took out a small handful of crystal clear and faintly fragrant spiritual rice from the jade box on the side, washed it carefully and put it into the pot.

Cooking porridge requires patience, especially for Ji Hantong, who has a delicate stomach and a loss of origin.Shen Lanchuan did not leave, he just leaned against the door and watched the fine bubbles of clear water gradually appearing in the pot, but his thoughts drifted further away.

Tianji Pavilion, Lu Yanci.

The master of the Tianji Pavilion, who had no close friendship with him but was also at the top of the world of cultivation, was famous for deducing secrets and discerning opportunities. However, he also lived in seclusion all year round because he had spied on too many secrets. His temperament was said to be a bit weird.

Shen Lanchuan and Lu Yanci only met a few times at a few important gatherings of the Immortal Alliance and the six major sects, and they never even exchanged a few words.In my impression, he is a person who always wears a spotless moon-white robe, his eyes are always covered with a layer of white gauze, and his aura seems to be separated from the surroundings by a layer of mist, making it difficult to see and understand.

Logically speaking, he shouldn’t have thought of this person.

But the matter of the Spiritual Recovery Pill involves Han Tong’s origin and memory, and the ordinary medical alchemist is helpless. Maybe Lu Yanci, who is said to have a perfect plan and knows countless secrets and ancient books, will have a glimmer of hope?

Just… how to speak.

Going into too much detail might expose Han Tong’s current weak state and lead to unnecessary speculation and even covetousness from others.

Besides, the incident in Zichen Valley is still in my mind.Shen Fu’s seemingly inexplicable but actually intentional actions always made Shen Lanchuan feel that there was an invisible hand stirring up the situation behind his back.If I contact Tianji Pavilion rashly at this moment, I wonder if I will fall into someone’s scheme.

Shen Lanchuan’s brows frowned slightly, and his fingertips tapped on the door frame unconsciously.

In the pot, the chalcedony rice has gradually boiled, and the aroma of rice mixed with the unique sweetness of Lingquan is spreading.He came to his senses, walked to the stove, and took out a few tender leaves of mild and nourishing spiritual grass and a spiritual jujube with the core removed, chopped it finely, and sprinkled it into the porridge.

Under Shen Lanchuan’s exquisite control, the spiritual fire maintained the optimum temperature, making the porridge and soup slowly become thick and mellow, and the rice grains completely melted, blending with the essence of the spiritual grass and jujube, exuding an alluring aroma.

That’s all, this matter still needs long-term consideration.The top priority is for Han Tong to take good care of his health and collect medicinal materials.

The porridge is ready.Shen Lanchuan extinguished the spiritual fire, poured the porridge into a small warm white jade bowl, and used his spiritual power to cool it down slightly to ensure that the temperature was suitable for eating, and then walked towards the side yard.

Pushing open the door, the morning light just passed through the window screen and fell on the small ball on the bed.

Perhaps because he was too tired from struggling in his heart, Ji Hantong slept very deeply this time, with his little face buried in the quilt, only half of his smooth forehead and a few scattered strands of black hair exposed, and his breathing was long and even.

Shen Lanchuan put the porridge bowl on the small table aside, walked to the bed, and did not wake him up immediately, but looked at him quietly for a while.

The little guy slept peacefully, all the emotions he felt when he woke up faded away, leaving only tranquility.There was still a little bit of blush on her cheeks, and her lips were slightly pursed, as if she was still angry about something in her dream.

Shen Lanchuan stretched out his hand, gently brushed away the broken hair from Ji Hantong’s forehead with his fingertips, and carefully poked him on the cheek.

The fingers made a shallow pit on the soft cheek. The subtle touch from the fingertips made Shen Lanchuan stunned for a moment, and he poked several more times uncontrollably.

Ji Hantong wrinkled his little nose in his sleep, as if he was dissatisfied with being disturbed. He turned over, buried his face deeper into the pillow, and mumbled vaguely: “Well… sleep for five more minutes…”

Shen Lanchuan laughed. Junior brother really couldn’t hide something. How long is five minutes?He had never heard of this method of timing.

However, Shen Lanchuan was not in a hurry, and just called patiently a few more times until Ji Hantong reluctantly opened his eyes in a daze.

“Senior brother…” The soft childish voice was full of sleepiness and coquettish complaints, “Sleepy…”

“How about you go to bed after breakfast?” Shen Lanchuan’s tone was gentle, but not negotiable.He stretched out his hand to take the person out from under the quilt, let him sit in his arms, and took the warm porridge bowl beside him, “Have a taste, senior brother cooked it.”

The aroma of porridge wafted into his nose, and Ji Hantong’s stomach let out an unsatisfactory “grumbling” sound.Only then did he feel that he was indeed hungry. He blinked his still hazy eyes and looked at the bowl of porridge that was boiled to a crystal clear consistency and dotted with emerald green herbs and red jujube meat.

“It smells so good…” He praised subconsciously, and his little hands wanted to pick up the spoon by himself.

Shen Lanchuan avoided his hand: “Hot, senior brother, feed you.”

He scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew it carefully to warm it, and then handed it to Ji Hantong’s mouth.The movements are natural and smooth, as if they have been done thousands of times.

Ji Hantong was stunned for a moment, his cheeks were slightly warm, and he was a little embarrassed to be fed like a baby.But looking at Shen Lanchuan’s focused eyes and the spoonful of porridge with an alluring aroma, he still opened his mouth.

The white porridge is warm and glutinous in the mouth, with a rich rice aroma. The sweetness of Lingcao and Lingzao melts just right on the tip of the tongue. A gentle warm current slides down the throat, instantly soothing the empty stomach, and even the body seems to be lighter and more comfortable.

“It’s delicious!” Ji Hantong’s eyes lit up and he praised sincerely.I didn’t expect that this seemingly otherworldly Senior Brother Xianzun could be so good at cooking!

There was a smile in Shen Lanchuan’s eyes, and he fed another spoonful: “Eat more if you like it, it’s good for your health.”

One spoonful at a time, patiently and carefully.Ji Hantong was a little embarrassed at first, but with the delicious food and Shen Lanchuan’s too natural attitude, he gradually relaxed and opened his mouth obediently. Occasionally, he would get burned because he ate too hastily, sticking out his tongue and exhaling, which made Shen Lanchuan helplessly shake his head and blow the porridge more carefully.

The bowl of porridge quickly reached the bottom.Shen Lanchuan fed him another half bowl of warm and tonic decoction.Ji Hantong’s little face wrinkled up in pain, and Shen Lanchuan took out two honey-soaked dried fruits from his sleeves like a magic trick and stuffed them into his mouth to comfort him.

After eating, it’s time to get dressed and get up.

Ji Hantong was still wearing the middle coat that he had casually pulled over last night. The neckline was skewed, revealing half of his rounded shoulders and delicate collarbones. His hair was a mess from sleep, with a few strands of hair sticking up playfully. He paired with his sleepy little face with flushed cheeks, which was so cute that it made people’s hearts tremble.

Shen Lanchuan looked away and took out a moon-white robe that was obviously child-sized and made of fine materials from the cabinet on the side and handed it to him.

“Put it on.”

Ji Hantong took the clothes and began to put them on awkwardly.However, this ancient man’s clothes were layered and complicated. He fiddled with them for a long time. Either they were worn backwards here, or they were tied wrongly there. He was so anxious that beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Shen Lanchuan took in all his expressions, curved the corners of his lips and said, “Raise your hands.”

Ji Hantong raised his short arms resignedly, like a delicate doll, letting Shen Lanchuan manipulate him.

Shen Lanchuan picked up a pure white undershirt embroidered with light dark patterns and carefully put it on Ji Hantong’s thin arms, carefully smoothed out every wrinkle and tied the thin belt on the inside.Then there is the moon white middle coat which is equally soft but slightly thicker in texture.

Finally, there is the outer robe.

This robe was obviously carefully prepared. The material was made of fine ice silk mixed with silver thread. It had a moon white background and glowed with a soft pearl-like luster under the light.The placket, cuffs and hem are embroidered with extremely fine silver threads with sparse flowing cloud patterns and a few elegant winter plums. The stitching is fine and lifelike.There is a silk ribbon of the same color around the waist, with a small and clear bell hanging from the end.

Shen Lanchuan’s fingers were slender and nimble, and occasionally they inadvertently brushed the skin on the side of Ji Hantong’s neck or waist, bringing a slightly cool touch.Ji Hantong froze and allowed himself to be manipulated, but his cheeks turned slightly red uncontrollably.

Shen Lanchuan didn’t seem to notice anything strange about him, or in other words, he enjoyed the process.Seeing the small, soft junior brother becoming neat and decent little by little under his hands, it was like carefully carving a unique treasure. The sense of satisfaction and possession made Shen Lanchuan feel so happy that his scalp was numb.

“Okay.” Shen Lanchuan took half a step back and looked carefully, from the collar to the cuffs, from the belt to the hem, making sure that everything was in place and smooth, and there was nothing wrong with it.

After Ji Hantong heard this, he stood up and turned twice, and the bell on his waist made a clear and sweet sound with his movements.

“Senior brother is so awesome!” He praised sincerely.

Shen Lanchuan smiled, pushed him to sit next to the mirror, and picked up the wooden comb on the dressing table.

Ji Hantong’s hair was long and soft, almost reaching her waist.Shen Lanchuan patiently gathered up all the hair. This time he did not tie it into a simple bun. Instead, he separated a few strands and braided a small section of delicate hair on both sides of his head. Then, together with most of the remaining hair, he tied it into a slightly lively but elegant half-bundle style at the back of his head and fixed it with a hair tie of the same color as his clothes.

He took out a red jade hair button carved into the shape of a budding plum blossom from the makeup box, and gently pinned it to the root of Ji Hantong’s braid as an embellishment.

Finally, Shen Lanchuan took a cloak with a ring of fluffy snow fox fur and tied it carefully for Ji Hantong.The edge of the hat of the cloak is also rolled with fur. After wearing it, it makes the little face only as big as a palm, with skin as thick as snow, eyes as bright as paint, and bright cinnabar moles, making him look like a fairy boy who walked out of the ice and snow.

Shen Lanchuan took two steps back and looked at it again.

The morning light filtered through the window lattice and fell on Ji Hantong, making him lovely and delicate as a porcelain doll.

The smile in Shen Lanchuan’s eyes deepened, and he stretched out his hand: “Let’s go, I will take you for a walk.”

Ji Hantong was also a little surprised when he looked at himself in the mirror who had been dressed up completely new.I didn’t expect Shen Lanchuan to have such skills and patience.He hesitated for a moment, then put his little hand into Shen Lanchuan’s palm.

“Yeah.”

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The two walked out of the side yard and stepped into the snowy scenery of Cangwu Peak.

Shen Lanchuan did not wield a sword, but just held Ji Hantong’s hand and walked slowly along the cleared bluestone path.He walked slowly, accommodating the short legs of the cub next to him.Cangwu Peak is covered with snow all year round, but the ancient pines and cypresses on both sides of the path are still vigorous, with crystal ice and fluffy snow hanging on them, shining in the sun.In the distance, the sea of ​​clouds is rolling, and seventy-two peaks stand like a forest of swords, majestic.

For the first time, Ji Hantong really walked out of the room and saw the scene of Taixuan Dao Sect clearly. He felt dazzled and shocked.This is more spectacular and real than any special effects movie!His eyes widened and he looked around curiously, exclaiming a little in surprise from time to time.

“That’s the Seven Kills Peak, in charge of the sect’s punishment.”

“That’s Kaiyang Peak, famous for its weapon refining.”

Shen Lanchuan pointed out each peak for him one by one, his voice was steady and gentle.Occasionally, inner disciples or deacons pass by, and when they see Shen Lanchuan from a distance, they salute respectfully: “Mingshu Immortal Lord.”

Their eyes inevitably fell on the child beside Shen Lanchuan who was wrapped up tightly with only a small face showing. Surprise and curiosity flashed in his eyes, but they quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look more, let alone ask more questions.

Shen Lanchuan has already stated to the outside world that Yuheng Immortal Master is in retreat at Cangwu Peak due to some enlightenment and sees no outsiders.At this moment, he also cast a faint layer of blurring spells all over Ji Hantong.This technique is not about disguising oneself, but slightly interfering with other people’s perceptions so that they cannot clearly remember Ji Hantong’s appearance.

Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, they were only surprised when there was an additional child beside Immortal Mingshu, but they did not connect this child with Immortal Yuheng.

The two of them walked all the way to a relatively open square near the main peak.There are many disciples here who are practicing or sparring in the morning. The sword energy is everywhere and the magic is shining, making it quite lively.

Ji Hantong watched intently, especially when he saw those disciples flying with swords and performing various dazzling spells in the air, his mouth opened slightly in surprise.

Is this the world of cultivating immortals? These tricks look so cool!

Seeing his interest, Shen Lanchuan stopped and stood under a huge cedar tree at the edge of the square and let him watch.

Ji Hantong was fascinated by what he saw, and his little hands unconsciously followed the movements of the disciples on the field.Sometimes he imitates the posture of swinging a sword, and sometimes he learns the hand gestures of pinching. Although his movements are immature and clumsy, his bright eyes are full of eagerness to try.

Shen Lanchuan lowered his eyes and looked at his appearance, and his heart moved.

Although Han Tong’s memory has regressed, his body’s instincts may still be there. Maybe he can start with the simplest sword skills to see how much power he still has in his body, and also satisfy the little guy’s curiosity.

“Want to try it?” Shen Lanchuan asked in a low voice.

Ji Hantong immediately nodded fiercely, raised his little face, and said with expectation, “Is that okay, senior brother? I… I also want to try to be like them!” He pointed at a disciple who was dancing vigorously on the field.

“Of course you can.” Shen Lanchuan smiled slightly and lightly touched the storage ring with his fingertips. A small, exquisite and delicate wooden sword with warm tentacles appeared in his hand.

This wooden sword is much shorter than the standard long sword used by ordinary disciples. The sword body is about the length of an adult man’s forearm, and the hilt is also thin, just suitable for the small hands of children to hold.

This was given by Master Daoxuan when Shen Lanchuan was enlightened.Although it is a wooden sword, the wood is unusual. It is made from the heart of wood that has been struck by lightning for thousands of years. It is light and tough.

“Here.” Shen Lanchuan handed the small wooden sword to Ji Hantong’s hand.

Ji Hantong took it, and it was lighter than expected. He waved it twice excitedly, causing a slight sound of wind, and his little face was full of novelty and excitement.This was the first time he touched a sword.

“What’s next, senior brother? How to make it… um, shine? Or fly?” Ji Hantong tried hard to recall the scene he just saw. When the disciples used their spiritual power, the sword would often light up with different colors of light, which was extremely powerful.

Shen Lanchuan knelt down in front of him, looked directly into his eyes, and said in a gentle and patient tone: “Hantong, practicing swordsmanship, focuses on the movement of sword intention and spiritual power. Please calm down and try to feel if there is a warm current in the Dantian.”

Ji Hantong closed his eyes as instructed and tried to feel it.But what is Dantian?He was a little confused.

But maybe it was because the original owner of this body had a high level of cultivation, or maybe Shen Lanchuan’s guidance played a role. As he tried to concentrate, there was indeed a faint, almost imperceptible warmth coming from deep in his lower abdomen.

“It seems…a little bit?” Ji Hantong opened his eyes uncertainly.

“Very good.” Shen Lanchuan nodded encouragingly and held his little hand holding the sword. “Now, try to imagine that trace of warmth as a stream. Let it slowly flow along your arm to your hand, and then pour into the sword. Don’t rush, take your time.”

His palms were warm and dry, wrapping Ji Hantong’s small hands firmly, bringing a strange sense of stability.

Ji Hantong took a deep breath, closed his eyes again, and concentrated on it.He tried hard to imagine the stream flowing, trying to drive the faint warmth in his lower abdomen.

At first nothing happened.Just when he was a little discouraged and felt that he probably didn’t have the talent to cultivate immortality, the warmth suddenly moved slightly and really began to flow extremely slowly towards his arm along some path that he couldn’t describe.

He felt happy and quickly guided with more concentration.

Finally, the warmth flowed tremblingly through the arm, reached the palm, and then touched the wooden sword.

Buzz——

The light golden wooden sword trembled very slightly and let out a low cry.

“I succeeded! Look, senior brother!” Ji Hantong shouted excitedly, and a dazzling light suddenly bloomed on his face, which was more dazzling than the ice and snow in the sun.It was the first time he felt this extraordinary power, and even just a little bit was enough to make him excited.

A trace of surprise and relief flashed across Shen Lanchuan’s eyes.As expected, there is still some spiritual power left in Hantong’s body, and the fact that it can be activated so quickly shows that its foundation is still there and has not completely collapsed.This is undoubtedly good news.

“Well done.” Shen Lanchuan praised with a smile, “Now, keep this feeling and try to swing a sword towards the open space ahead.”

He let go of his hand and took a step back, leaving room for Ji Hantong.

Ji Hantong nodded vigorously, his face turning slightly red from excitement and concentration.He held the small wooden sword tightly with both hands, recalling the sword-swinging movements of the disciples he had just seen, raised the sword above his head, and then swung it hard towards the empty snow field dozens of steps ahead!

“Ha!”

He imitated the appearance of those disciples and even dubbed himself a voice.

The moment the wooden sword was swung out – the golden sword light was like lightning tearing through the sky, flying out from the sword with lightning speed.

Wherever the sword light passed, the thick snow on the ground was instantly vaporized by invisible force, revealing the hard black iron rock ground below.And the golden sword light didn’t lose any strength at all, and it struck the open space in front of it hard——

Boom——!!!

There was a deafening bang and the ground shook.

Centered on the impact point of the sword light, the extremely hard black iron rock ground was cut open as easily as tofu, exploding into a terrifying giant pit that was more than ten feet in diameter and several feet deep.

The gravel mixed with the snow foam that had not completely vaporized rose into the sky, and was twisted into powder by the violent sword energy, spreading to all directions.

The entire square fell silent for an instant.

All the disciples who were doing morning exercises, sparring, and walking around all froze in place, staring dumbly at the giant sinkhole that suddenly appeared with plumes of green smoke, as if they had seen something incredible.

What just… happened?Is there an enemy attack?

Ji Hantong was also completely dumbfounded.

He maintained his stiff posture after swinging the sword, still holding the small wooden sword tightly in his little hand, and stared blankly at the large crater in front of him that seemed to be made by a meteorite, as well as the flying dust and the dead crowd around him.

I, I just waved it lightly…

Isn’t this power a little too outrageous?!

Shen Lanchuan had the fastest reaction.The moment the sword light erupted, he had already stepped in front of Ji Hantong. With a wave of his sleeves, a thicker spiritual barrier enveloped the two of them together with the aftermath of the sword energy that had not completely dissipated, cutting off all the flying gravel and smoke.

His eyes were also full of surprise, but more of a helpless look.

How should I explain this to Junior Brother Xin?

*

Xin Xuezhen… Xin Xuezhen saw this scene well.

He closed his eyes, hoping that everything in front of him was an illusion.

No, Senior Brother Mingshu and Senior Brother Yuheng, I worked so hard to find out the news about Yu Xinlan for you, but this is how you repay me?!What happened to the good main peaks that were harmed?!

Ji Hantong and Shen Lanchuan also happened to see him, and the three of them looked at each other in silence.

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The author has something to say: Under the instigation of my evil gay friend, I have prepared various semi-transparent gauze clothes, small toys, bells and other small accessories for Xiao Ji, so that he can use them when his junior brother is captured after he escapes.A beautiful wife deserves to be dressed up by her husband if she is so good-looking!

Not long after yesterday’s update, the nutrient solution rose to more than 1,000. The babies are so capable. Thank you everyone for your love. Today’s is to celebrate the pre-order of 200.I still owe an additional 500 nutrient solution, and I will update it for everyone tomorrow.[spread flowers][sprinkle flowers][sprinkle flowers]

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