Xue Zhengyong was practicing sword at Beifeng. A crabapple flower suddenly fell from the sky. He said "Huh" and took the crabapple while wiping his sweat with a sack. He said to himself: "Yuheng's message to the crabapple? Can't you come over and say it yourself if you have something to do? When has he become so lazy?"

Even though he said that, Xue Zhengyong still picked out the golden light from the crabapple stamens and put it into his ears.

A strange child's voice came from it: "Lord, please have time, come to the Red Lotus Water Pavilion..."

Xue Zhengyong originally didn't believe it, but when he fell to Chu Wanning's mansion with his sword, he was still completely stupid.

In the pavilion beside the lotus pond, a child who was only five or six years old stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the lotus leaf with a gloomy face. From the side, the man's face was like frost and snow, his eyes were like black ice, and he was wearing Chu Wanning's robe. However, this was too wide for him, and his sleeves were all dragged on the ground, looking like a pond fish with only a flowing huge tail.

Xue Zhengyong: “…”

When a child looks back, he looks arrogant when he dares to laugh, I will die for you.

Xue Zhengyong: "Puff hahahahahaha!!!"

The child slapped the table and said angrily: "What are you laughing at! What's ridiculous!"

"It's not that I didn't laugh--ahhaha, oh, I can't do it anymore, Yuheng, I'll ask you to go to Elder Greedy Wolf to take a closer look at the wound, but you just don't listen, hahahaha, it's so ridiculous." Xue Zhengyong said hilariously, "I've never seen a child with such a strong murderous aura, ah hahahaha."

This child is no other person. It was Chu Wanning who woke up and found that his body had shrunk. Jin Chengchi penetrated the Teng Liu on his shoulder and carried some magic spell. He actually made people look like he was five or six years old. Fortunately, his magic power did not regress, otherwise Chu Wanning would feel that he could really die.

While laughing, Xue Zhengyong went to find a piece of clothes for him that his little disciples were wearing.

After Chu Wanning changed into it, he finally didn't look so funny. He sorted out his hands guards on the blue bottom and silver edges, raised his head and glared at Xue Zhengyong, and then said fiercely: "You must dare to speak out, I'll kill you."

Xue Zhengyong said haha: "I won't say it, I won't say it. But what should you do like this? I don't know medical skills, so I always have to find someone to come to see you, right? Why don't I invite Elder Greedy Wolf..."

Chu Wanning whispered his sleeves angrily, but found that the little disciple had a narrow mouth and tight sleeves, and he waved it without any momentum. He even more unhappy: "What are you asking him to do? Let him laugh at me?"

"Then why should I let Zhujing come and have a look?"

Chu Wanning pursed her lips and didn't say anything, and she looked a little aggrieved.

"If you don't speak, I'll just pretend you agreed?"

Chu Wanning turned around and looked at him with the back of his head. Xue Zhengyong knew that he was depressed, but this strange scene was too funny. He held it in for a while and couldn't hold it in, and laughed out loud again.

The Tianwen summoned him out, and Chu Wanning looked sideways and said sternly: "You laugh again!"

"I won't laugh anymore. I'll go find my wife now, ah hahahaha."

Xue Zhengyong ran away, and not long after, he brought Mrs. Wang with an anxious look. As soon as Mrs. Wang saw Chu Wanning, she was stunned and could not believe it for a while.

"Elder Yuheng..."

Chu Wanning: “…”

Fortunately, Mrs. Wang is really kind to the doctor compared to Xue Zhengyong. She didn't laugh at Chu Wanning much, but looked carefully and asked and asked carefully, and then said softly:

"The elder's spiritual power flows smoothly, and his physical condition is no different. It seems that except becoming a child, it is no different from usual."

Chu Wanning asked: "Madam, can you tell me how to solve it?"

Mrs. Wang shook her head and said, "The elder's injury was caused by the ancient willow vine. There is probably no second case in this case. Therefore, I don't know how to deal with it."

Chu Wanning suddenly dropped his eyelash curtains and couldn't speak for a long time, and seemed a little stunned.

Seeing this, Mrs. Wang couldn't bear it and hurriedly said, "Elder Yuheng, in my opinion, the reason why you became like this is that the branch liquid used in vines to repair and heal itself invaded your wounds, not an evil curse. Otherwise, it would not happen until now. I think that branch liquid is very small because you have been too busy and worried for days, so that the mantra can influence your body. Why don't you be happy and raise it for a while before you look at the situation?"

After a moment of silence, Chu Wanning sighed and said, "That's all we can do. Thank you, Madam."

“No need to be polite.”

Mrs. Wang looked at him carefully again, and then said, "If the elder doesn't say anything about his appearance, no one can tell."

She said it well. Chu Wanning had long since lost his life when he was five or six years old. However, looking at the reflection in the lake, except for the contours of facial features, it was not particularly similar to herself as adults. She finally felt a little relaxed, and she raised her head to Xue Zhengyong and said:

"Lord, I will go into seclusion at the Honglian Water Pavilion these days. Xue Meng and the others, please take care of you."

"What are you saying? Meng'er is my son, Ran'er is my nephew, and Shimei is a disciple at the top of life and death. Of course I have to take care of him." Xue Zhengyong smiled, "You should care more about yourself."

However, Chu Wanning meditated for three consecutive days but did not see his body recovering from its original appearance. He couldn't help but worry even more, which was even worse than what Mrs. Wang said, "I will raise a good child."

At dusk, Chu Wanning finally couldn't help but feel irritated. Seeing that Qing Xiu was fruitless, he simply went down to Nanfeng and walked around and relaxed.

At this time, dinner time had passed, and night practice had not yet begun. The valley paths on the top of life and death, the bridges and pavilions were filled with groups of disciples, and no one noticed him. Chu Wanning wandered around and went to a bamboo forest near the Good and Evil Platform.

All the elders have their own habitual practice grounds, and often they will take their disciples to practice in a fixed place. Chu Wanning is used to going to this bamboo forest.

The bamboo shadows were bleak, and the sound of thousands of leaves was rife. Chu Wanning folded a leaf and blew it slowly against his lips. The quiet and delicate music made him feel a little calm. But not long after, a sound of footsteps stopped from far to near and stopped near him.

"Hey, kid."

Chu Wanning opened his eyes.

Xue Meng stood proudly in the beautiful forest with thin waist and long legs, holding the shining cold sword Dragon City, talking to him.

"I'm going to practice the knife here, you'll blow it somewhere else."

"..." Chu Wanning raised his eyebrows slightly. This feeling was really wonderful. Xue Meng actually started to be domineering with him. He thought for a while and said, "I'll blow mine, you practice yours, and don't disturb each other."

Xue Meng said: "How can that be? Go quickly, my blade will hurt you."

"You can't hurt me."

Xue Meng was a little impatient and tskated: "Then I remind you that you have passed. If you are injured later, I won't care about you." As soon as he finished speaking, his sword was pulled out, and Longcheng made a powerful confrontation, like a snake rising from the abyss and riding on the clouds, roaring through the air.

In an instant, the light and shadow in the forest were mottled, and the sword energy was like a rainbow. Xue Meng danced the dragon city as the bamboo leaves flew over and played a afterimage. As soon as he slashed, a bamboo leaf was broken into ten strands. Within a slash, the bamboo was not tilted and the leaves fell one after another. Little bits and thorns, one stroke and one horizontal stroke, all like the flowing wind returning to the snow, and it was completed in one go.

He had such sharp sword skills, not to mention a five-year-old boy, even a fifty-year-old cultivator would praise him when he saw him.

But after Xue Meng's ten-style dance, the child sitting on the stone still blew his leaves on his own. It seemed that nothing was good at all in front of him, let alone nothing was amazing.

Xue Meng was a little angry, put away his knife, jumped down from the top of the bamboo forest, and fell lightly in front of Chu Wanning.

"Children."

“…”

"Feel the kid, what about you."

Chu Wanning put down the bamboo leaves, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at him expressionlessly: "What? Your master didn't teach you to talk to others, be polite? Don't just feed it as soon as you open your mouth. I have a name."

"What do I mean by your name?" Xue Meng originally wanted to speak well, but when he heard him speak, he felt thorny and suddenly lost his anger. "Go and go and you see it too. The sword doesn't have eyes. Be careful that I will cut your head with one knife."

Chu Wanning said carelessly: "You can't even avoid my head, why are you practicing?"

"You!" Xue Meng was confronted like this since he was a child. Moreover, the other party was still a junior disciple who was less than his thigh. He was immediately embarrassed and annoyed, and said angrily, "You talked to me so much, you are not big or small. Do you know who I am?"

Chu Wanning glanced at him lightly: "Who are you?"

"...I am the young master at the top of life and death." Xue Meng was almost suffocating, "You don't even know this?"

Chu Wanning smiled slightly. The smile would look very mocking on his original face, but the childish and cute face now made him even more mocking.

"It's just a young master, not a noble master. Why do you have to know?"

"You, what did you say?"

"Put down your airs and practice your knife."

After Chu Wanning said this, she lowered her slender eyelashes on her own, slowly blew the bamboo leaves, and the slow music sound was like a fluttering flutter in the wind, floating and rising.

Xue Meng was really going to be pissed to death. He screamed, and actually got excited with a child. But even if he was angry, he was unwilling to hit the child, so he had to go into the sky and slash. In an instant, Lin Mu fell down and danced a violent and dangerous sword technique in this empty song.

His knife was fast and fierce. As the sword light flashed, the tips of dozens of green bamboos were cut into dull thorns. If he hit the enemy, these dull thorns would be pointed needles that would blow hair and break hair. But just teach the younger disciples of his sect a lesson and click until they are done.

Hundreds of dull piercings fell straight towards Chu Wanning. Seeing that it was about to hurt someone, Xue Meng quickly plundered and prepared to take the ignorant little disciple to dodge.

He didn't really want to hurt the child, but just wanted to scare him. Unexpectedly, as he flew down, the child stopped playing and shot the tender green bamboo leaves at his fingertips. The thin bamboo leaves instantly shattered into hundreds of thin threads on his fingertips.

Almost instantly, the filaments accurately attacked the falling dull thorn.

The wind seemed to be stagnant.

Chu Wanning stood up, and at the same time, the hundred dull thorns suddenly turned into powder around him.

To death!

Xue Meng was stunned and stood there, her face blushing and could not even say a word.

The childish child in front of him raised his eyelashes, and the silver-blue disciple's uniform fluttered. He smiled at Xue Meng: "Are you here again?"

Xue Meng: "..."

"The sword is sharp, but it is out of order. It's too restless."

Xue Meng opened his mouth and closed it again.

Chu Wanning said: "Start again from the Spirit Bird pose just now. You dance again according to my song. I will finish a verse. After you finish a move, you can't be faster."

Xue Meng's face became even more ugly when the child was advised by this. He bit his lips and kept motionless. Chu Wanning didn't urge him. He just waited on the side. Waiting for whether Xue Meng could let go of his figure for the sake of practicing, he would rather listen to the words of a half-aged child.

After waiting for a while, Xue Meng suddenly stomped his feet in remorse, shook his sword, turned around and left.

When Chu Wanning saw him leaving in anger, his expression was slightly dim. He thought to himself that it was a pity that Xue Meng could not be humble in accepting teaching like this...

However, before he could finish his thoughts, he saw him picking up a branch on the ground and turning his head, speaking in a bad tone: "Then, I'll use the branch, if I hit you."

Chu Wanning paused, smiled on his lips, and nodded and said, "Okay."

Xue Meng picked a bamboo leaf for him, wiped it clean, and handed it to him: "Hey, little brother, give it to you."

In this way, he becomes a "child" and a "little brother"?
To be continued...