Lin Bo's mood was like a ragged rag, thrown on the street and trampled around. No matter how hard he worked, he wouldn't get better.

In the past three years, no matter how hard he tried to get close, he had not been able to get into Sun Wanwan's sight.

On the other hand, Lu Xiaoyi hasn't seen Sun Wanwan for three years, and has only met once and a half before (Lin Bo thought he was masked for the first time). But the result was that when the two met, they looked at each other. What is the reason? What is the reason?

"Lin Bo, have a meal, what are you doing here in a daze?" Lu Xiaoyi walked over and greeted him kindly. Lin Bo looked up and smiled reluctantly: "Come on."

"By the way, after three years of studying in Shan Middle School, have you hooked up with your favorite senior sister? Do you want me to take you to Biyulou to see it?" Lu Xiaoyi's joke was invisibly turned into a perfect final blow. Lin Bo's admiration for Sun Wanwan could not see any hope, and this guy was still making fun of this.

"Oh, I remember that something fell in your room, I'll get it." Lin Bo couldn't bear it anymore and left.

After dinner, Lu Xiaoyi drew drawings in the room. Meng Qingqing wanted a doll, so she must do her best.

Lin Bo didn't know where to go, so he went out after dinner. This guy is now a cultivator, and Lu Xiaoyi didn't seem to be calling him around like before. He still treated him as his former friend in his heart, and an invisible barrier still appeared.

The two girls came out of the bathroom, and Meng Qingqing excitedly introduced: "I used to be a troublesome bath, so I needed a large basin to boil water. It's not like now. When the switch is turned on, the hot water will come out. Is my brother awesome?"

Actually, it’s nothing great. Now it’s summer and the sun is the most brutal time. Build a tin pool on the roof, apply black paint, and seal it up. Exposing the sun to the sun, hot water comes down the pipes. For cultivators, taking a bath doesn’t matter. Cold water, but for Meng Qingqing, every change is worthy of her praise for Lu Xiaoyi and increasing the score in Sun Wanwan’s heart.

"You always praise him, why don't you chase him by yourself? You're not a brother or sister!" Sun Wanwan's little thoughts were hidden in her words.

"What? I grew up wearing open-crotch pants. I couldn't like him when I was a child. When he looked at me, his eyes were very calm. When he looked at you, he was like a hungry wolf, and he wanted to swallow you in one bite." After Meng Qingqing said something, Sun Wanwan's face turned red again, and she lowered her head and didn't say anything. That guy was so bad that he just couldn't hate it.

After putting the things in, the two of them naturally came to Lu Xiaoyi's room. Seeing that he was the only one, Meng Qingqing asked, "Where is Lin Bo?" Lu Xiaoyi was busy drawing pictures, without raising her head: "I haven't seen you. I've been locked up on the mountain for three years. Who knows where he has gone?"

"Nonsense, cultivation does not mean being pure and having few desires. There are many fairy couples in Qianji Sect." Meng Qingqing spat, but thought in her heart that she wouldn't really go out and make a fuss, right? Before the cultivators reached the foundation building, their energy was really on cultivation. Moreover, cultivation was very concerned about qualifications and luck. The normal probability was that one thousand primary cultivators would eventually successfully build the foundation, no more than ten people. Those who had reached a certain age and still could not build the foundation would choose to do things within the sect to consider family issues.

"Qingqing, many disciples with good qualifications are not uncommon for examples of ruining their practice because of indulgence." Sun Wanwan had no good impression of Lin Bo, so she supported Lu Xiaoyi's joke.

On the contrary, when Lu Xiaoyi heard what she said, he quickly put away his work: "I'm talking nonsense, he should go to worship his father."

The rolling eyes of Sun Wanwan ran over was more like a charming eye, and the eyes under the long eyelashes were cute. The smile on her face meant that she didn't take it to heart.

"By the way, is it difficult to cultivate me?" Lu Xiaoyi began to find topics, can't she be bored, right?

"On the surface, we are very glorious, but in fact the path to cultivation is full of dangers. I have been practicing in the mountains for three years, but I am only practicing Qi level 5. Lin Bo is level 4, Qingqing is only level 3. Everyone has different qualifications, and the more they go up, the more difficult it is to practice. When it reaches the ninth level of Qi level, the foundation building level will face the heavenly tribulation. In the process of building foundation, you need to resist the influence of the heavenly tribulation. If you don't pay attention, you will become possessed and all your previous efforts will be wasted." When talking about the practice, Sun Wanwan's expression was solemn.

Cultivation is a defiance of the heavens, so of course God wants to deal with you.

Lu Xiaoyi touched his chin and thought carefully: "I think if you can make a magic weapon to endure the heavenly tribulation on behalf of the cultivator, the difficulty of passing the tribulation will be greatly reduced. Do you think this is the reason?"

Sun Wanwan looked at him in surprise: "Why do you think so? This is too difficult, it is easy to deceive people, and it is too difficult to deceive God."

Lu Xiaoyi looked very serious: "If you don't try it, how can you know it won't work?"

Sun Wanwan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll wait for your results. I mean, if there are any results, I will definitely be the first to use them."

Seeing that she was about to leave without caring, Lu Xiaoyi was a little anxious and was thinking about showing off herself, just like a peacock spread her face to attract the opposite sex. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Sun Wanwan's little hand: "Sit down and listen to me tell you my discovery."

Even though he knew that this guy was cheap, Sun Wanwan sat down with a smile. This guy grabbed the little hand and didn't put it. Sun Wanwan didn't hate it. Instead, he was interested and wanted to see what he said. (PS: Just like a senior brother in college, pretending to look at palmistry as an excuse to touch the junior sister's hand. Everyone should experience it carefully.)

Lu Xiaoyi is not a vernacular saying, he comes prepared.

"After my research, I found that generally speaking, people who fight against God will be struck by God with lightning. In other words, you only need to divert the lightning. How can you achieve this goal? After my experiments, I found that black iron has a good guiding effect on lightning, and we can do this..."

Lu Xiaoyi means to be a bunch of human-shaped puppets with lightning rods on their heads. It’s hard to say whether this thing works. But if Sun Wanwan is the first test piece, Lu Xiaoyi will definitely not be willing to let Sun Wanwan be the first test piece.

So, Lu Xiaoyi finally summarized: "I can do the puppet, but you can solve the test subject."

The two of them held hands and said for half an hour without letting go. Qingqing listened quietly on the side. Although she felt a little sad, she really hoped that the two of them would be fine. The only thing they were worried about was that Lu Xiaoyi was a mortal. If Sun Wanwan's cultivation speed continued like this, the two of them would become increasingly aware of it. Regarding this, both of them must have thought about it. However, Sun Wanwan was pretending to be an ostrich to escape this problem. Lu Xiaoyi was doing it. The opposite gender he liked was said to be in the foundation-building stage. Even if he became an immortal, he would still dare to reach out to hug him and take advantage of it.

Lin Bo came back in the middle of the night, and was covered in alcohol. Seeing Lu Xiaoyi in the bedroom, Lin Bo was slightly moved. This guy was not asleep yet, just to wait for himself to come back?

"Mr. Lu, thank you!" Lin Bo smiled. This title has been missing for a long time. At this moment, negative emotions are gone.

"You're welcome, it's not worth it! Hurry up and go to bed, I'll have to work tomorrow." Lu Xiaoyi waved his hand. He knew what Lin Bo meant, wasn't Lin Bo's father's grave? In the past three years, Lin Bo has been practicing in the mountains. Lu Xiaoyi would clean up and worship him every time the worship season.

The three of them only lasted three days. With the help of Lu Xiaoyi, the three of them completed the prototype of their respective works. Sun Wanwan's work is Feihe, Meng Qingqing's design is a human-shaped puppet integrating reconnaissance, anti-hiddenness, and one. Lin Bo's work is a combat auxiliary puppet. Now they are all prototypes, and after returning, they need to be refined, and they can eventually be considered a magic weapon.

Three days have deepened the relationship between Sun Wanwan and Lu Xiaoyi, and at the same time it has made the three young cultivators familiar. They are no longer like before, as both outer disciples, and will not contact each other a few times in three years.

Lu Xiaoyi became a bond between the four. Without Lu Xiaoyi's existence, Lin Bo could not get into the small circle of Sun Wanwan and Meng Qingqing even if he rolled around and begged.

"Come on, build the foundation as soon as possible!" Before leaving, Lu Xiaoyi encouraged Lin Bo and hammered it on his shoulder. Lin Bo replied: "Don't worry, I will succeed." This confident answer was besieged by rolling eyes.

"On the tenth day of October, remember to come back." Lu Xiaoyi said to Meng Qingqing, reaching out to hug her, but she was already a big girl. When Lu Xiaoyi put down her hand, Meng Qingqing suddenly hugged him and pressed her chin against her shoulders.

"Why? Brother, I don't want to leave." Meng Qingqing closed her eyes and felt the warmth of her arms. Lu Xiaoyi patted her back: "You will know then. It won't work if you don't leave. Our family will count on you to glorify your ancestors."

Sun Wanwan listened clearly on the side and knew in her heart that it was Meng Qingqing's birthday. Isn't the reason why she became friends with Meng Qingqing because this girl is so sensible? Well, sometimes she is quite confused and doesn't even remember her own birthday.

When she thought of her birthday, Sun Wanwan felt sad. She had grown up so old that no one had ever celebrated her birthday.

As the daughter of the leader of Qianji Sect, Sun Wanwan still has to start with an outer disciple. It’s not that Sun Muxian doesn’t take care of her, but because Sun Muxian is afraid of Sun Wanwan’s identity as an illegitimate daughter, Sun Muxian really dares to let his wife know about it.

Otherwise, with Sun Wanwan's medium-sized qualifications, how could he surpass Lin Bo in terms of cultivation speed?

Leaving Lu Xiaoyi's arms, Meng Qingqing glared at Lin Bo: "What are you doing when you stand in a daze? You don't have any vision, go out and wait." As he said that, he went out first, Lin Bo shook his head helplessly and followed him out.

In the yard, there were only a pair of boys and girls.

"Hey, my birthday is September 13th." Sun Wanwan whispered, and Lu Xiaoyi rubbed her hands excitedly as if she was injected with chicken blood: "Okay, I understand. Then you come, I will celebrate your birthday and there will be gifts."

"Hey, don't forget!"

"Don't worry, I can't forget."

In the yard under the sun in the morning, a pair of golden boys and jade girls held hands and looked at each other.

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