At the top of Huashan Mountain, on the top of the biggest stone, there was a young man sitting.
His face is like a crown jade, his eyes are like stars, and a thin mouth grows under his high nose.
I don't know whose tomboy I thought it was.
He is now the inner disciple of Huashan Eight Immortals Cave. He is the most talented one in the cave.
At the age of 18, he is about to usher in the first thunder robbery of his immortal cultivation career. As long as he can get through this thunder robbery, he can get a successful pill and become the youngest golden pill monk in the world.
In this depressed industrial age, such achievements can already be called "demon genius".
At this moment, the boy suddenly opened his closed eyes, looked at the thunder clouds gathering in the sky, and raised a middle finger and shouted, "Thief God, we Lin Jiutian will go against the sky today, and get the Golden Elixir. If you have the ability, you will kill me!"
Maybe Lin Jiutian's words triggered Lei Yun's reaction. A bucket sized thunder hit him directly, but after the thunder, he didn't even burn his hair. What a beautiful young man he looked like.
"Thief God, you are no good, just a little Lei. Are you charging me? There is a kind of big guy. If you take a handle, you should be a man." Lin Jiutian felt that the golden pill was slowly forming in his body, and his words were more and more indiscreet.
At this moment, a huge dragon head suddenly appeared in the sky. In the middle of the thunder cloud, Lin Jiutian's voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at the dragon head in horror.
In the big mouth of the dragon head, blue light waves have begun to gather, and some electric arcs are indistinctly mixed, which clearly shows that it is a huge sky thunder.
"You NND, you really want to kill me. Don't you just complain, thief? God, you are too stingy. You really dare to kill me when I am a peerless genius and a person who has great luck?" Lin Jiutian shouted in disbelief.
It's a pity that the dragon head didn't hear what he was saying. The huge blue thunder suddenly came down. When Lin Jiutian wanted to escape, it was too late. The thunder hit his head, and his clothes lit up in a flash.
Just now, Lin Jiutian was almost unconscious when he saw a red figure attacking him in the sky.
When he regained consciousness, he found that he was lying on a stone beside a mountain spring, and Atsuo Atsuo sneezed twice. Only then did he notice that he was now naked.
He wants to find some leaves and grass to weave a skirt and put it on. Somehow, he can cover himself and look a little more elegant. He is a modern man and a knowledgeable and reasonable person.
Just as Lin Jiutian turned his head, he saw a little girl in a red skirt, about three or four years old, blinking at herself.
Lin Jiutian hurriedly covered himself with his own hands,
"Little friend, where are you from? Are you lost? How did you appear beside me? How did I get to the mountain spring? Can you find your home? Can your brother send you home?" Lin Jiutian asked the little girl questions in the tone of a little sister and uncle who are not bad people while hiding his ugly appearance.
But the little girl ignored his words, took out a straw skirt from behind with a disdainful look, threw it to Lin Jiutian, and then turned around spiritually, murmuring: "What's the matter?"
When Lin Jiutian put on his straw skirt, the little girl turned around and said, "I'm not lost. I'll go wherever you go."
"Wait, you can go wherever I go. Don't you have your own home? What do I do with you? My brother can't take care of children." Lin Jiutian said with a ghost expression.
"You are my father. Of course I will follow you. Otherwise, where can I go? I will take you to find your mother!" The little girl said quietly.
This time Lin Jiutian was completely shocked. Other people either died or achieved great success, and he left the mortal world from then on. However, when he came to his own place, he was a little different. He was struck by thunder, and he still had such a daughter.
"That elder brother can't be your father. You should know that he is not married yet, and taking you with him will cause criticism. In addition, he is not an ordinary person. He is a monk. He is locked in a cave to practice all day. It's meaningless. He can't take you to play or anything. You should go to school at your age."
"You are good. My brother will send you down the mountain, or your family will be worried." Lin Jiutian said to Little Laurie carefully.
"No, I'm going to follow you, and you will soon join the WTO. Huashan is no place for you. If you don't take me with you, you can't even eat a mouthful of food!" Little Laurie said in a soft voice.
If Lin Jiutian still thinks the little girl is cute at ordinary times, she is now a big head. Anyone who wants to be a father for no reason should take the responsibility of being a father. It is not simple.
Finally, Lin Jiutian had to take Xiaoluoli back to her own school. On the way, the martial brothers always looked at Lin Jiutian.
Within a quarter of an hour, Lin Jiutian's return with a little girl spread all over the mountain gate, and there were many versions. What's more, what's Jiutian's sister who had been separated for many years, and what's Jiutian's child who took advantage of the time of going down the mountain and the girl at the foot of the mountain, were in a mess and soon attracted the attention of the head of the Eight Immortals Cave.
At this moment, Little Laurie and Lin Jiutian kneel in front of the memorial tablet of the past masters of the Eight Immortals Cave, and a white bearded old man stands aside with a look of hatred.
Twenty minutes later, the old man said, "Lin Jiutian, I asked you what the origin of this little girl is. If you don't know today, we will not be able to accommodate you in Huashan Eight Immortals Cave."
"Shizu, you should listen to me carefully. This is not what you think at all. Today, I survived the robbery. Who knew that the thunder robbery was too powerful. At last, I fainted. When I woke up, there was such a little girl beside me. This is the whole story. Let's send the girl back quickly, or her family will be worried."
"Hum, I hope so, but I can't listen to all your words. I have to listen to what the little girl says!"
Lin Jiutian saw the seriousness of the old man's face, and knew that it was over. Just now, the little girl insisted that he was her father. Can she change her mind so soon?
