Chapter 12: Cultivating the Wizard Devouring Spirit

"What does Head Qian think about this?"

Seeing her affirm again, a smile appeared on Mu Yang's face, and then he looked at Qianshanyue and asked.

"This ......"

Qian Shan Yue thought for a moment, and didn't say anything, but looked at the silent Fanxin.

"I..."

"What are you, that's it, that's... From the first to the fifteenth of the new year, I will stay here, and from the sixteenth to the thirtyth, I will go to you! What do you think?"

Seeing that Fanxin's face was stiff, she glanced at her, this person looked like an immortal, and his brain was not very good.

"The old man thinks this move is very good, so that's it, the old man will go back first, and wait until the old man comes to pick up the girl on the 16th, uh, the girl's name?"

Mu Yang laughed out loud and asked happily.

"My name is Yan Jiujiu!"

"Okay, Miss Yan, it's a word. Move the head, and the old man will leave!"

Without waiting for what Qian Shan Yue was saying, Mu Yang came to the outside of the hall directly, and then disappeared into the sky in a flash.

Leaving Qian Shanyue's face in disgrace, and Fanxin shook his head helplessly.

And Yan Jiujiu is flattering smile, so that she doesn't have to worry about food or clothing, and there are unlimited cultivation resources, happy wow!

In this way, Yan Jiujiu took root and settled in this Tianzhi Continent.

In the Qianyang Palace and the Muchen Palace, the cave mansion was opened respectively.

The two of them were also trustworthy when they arrived, and the caves arranged for her were all excellent places.

There is abundant spiritual energy, high-grade spiritual spring, and as for spiritual tea, spiritual fruit, and all cultivation resources, it is even more accurate.

Such a life is simply heaven on earth, and she spent three years of her rice worm career in this way.

Three years is not a short time for a mortal, but for a monk, it is just a snap of a finger.

In the past three years, she has wandered around the library of Qianyang Palace and Muchen Palace.

I also have a thorough understanding of this world and the Tianzhi Continent.

The mortals of this world are no different from the ancient times she knows.

The same is ruled by the emperor, headed by civil and military officials, and the system of officials, agriculture, industry and commerce.

But immortal cultivators are very different.

The so-called immortal cultivators are not only monks, but also refer to immortal cultivators.

Some people are dissatisfied with the short life span of mortals, and some people are unwilling to be ordinary, and delusionally want to ascend to heaven.

But it's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes, and there are very few people who can really go to the top in all dynasties.

The arduousness of the process is no less than that of ascending to the sky, and this process alone is enough to make people prohibitive, but there are still many people with strong minds who have followed suit through the ages, but most of them are incomplete.

Take this Tianzhi Continent as an example, there was also an ancestor with a firm mind.

This old ancestor's surname is Qian, and his name is Xi, he is the founder of Qianyang Palace, and he is a true immortal.

It is rumored that he is a cultivation wizard with a soul devouring vein, and he has been cultivating for 10,000 years before he has cultivated from the hidden spirit realm to the realm of heaven and man.

It's a pity that although the Five Decay Realm is only one step away from the peak, where is the greed, hatred, stupidity, slowness, and suspicion among the five decays of the immortals so easy to cross, and they are defeated by the confrontation with the demons, and finally have a fall!

Yan Jiujiu couldn't help but feel sorry and sighed helplessly.

There is no other reason, it is precisely because her spiritual vein is the same as this Qianxi Ancestor, and it is also a spiritual vein.

This is also the reason why Qianshanyue and Muyang can compete with each other.

It's a pity, people haven't reached the end of the Great Dao after cultivating for 50,000 years, and she has only been cultivating for three years, so don't even think about it.

Yan Jiujiu couldn't help but laugh at himself in his heart, cultivating immortals or something, to hell with it!

The old lady doesn't want it, the old lady just wants to eat the spirit fruit every day, drink the spirit tea, tease the stupid peacock in the back mountain, stroke the hair of the big cat, pluck a few tiger whiskers, and live happily.

Originally, she still had some hopes, for Liu Rubai, she was willing to practice for him, but he didn't want her, so she still cultivated a fart, boring or not?

......

A canary in the back mountain, a baby wow, a flying tiger, looking at the sky with tears, a demon girl......

On this day, the wind and the sun are beautiful, the sky is clear, the sky is cloudless, and a misty aura floats in front of it, which makes people smell it and immerse themselves.

Yan Jiujiu was lying on the soft couch in front of her cave house, and there was a stone table next to it, which was full of all kinds of rare spirit fruits, and a pot of spirit wine sent by Mu Yang was also placed.

She was facing the blue sky, nibbling on the fruit at the corner of her mouth, and the sound of "click, click" kept coming.

I don't know what kind of fruit it is, but it was full of juice and flowed down the corners of her mouth.

Yan Jiuhun didn't care, stretched out the small cloves, and with a slight hook, he licked all the juice from the corners of his mouth and brought it to his mouth.

Immediately afterward, the sound of "click, click" continued.

Fanxin in the distance just walked here, and what he saw was such a scene.

His eyebrows were complicated, and his eyes were full of complexity.

There were infinite doubts in his heart, was she really a cultivation wizard like the ancestor? Why did he see her, except for eating, just eating, and half of the demeanor of the fairies in the immortal realm of cultivation.

Even no image at all, vulgar, arrogant, arrogant, no one in sight, etc., etc...

There were so many that all the words he could think of were used, but not enough to express one-ten-thousandth of her.

It is really unheard of and unseen that there is such a special woman in the world.

The female cultivators that Fanxin knows are all ice clear and jade, light as ethereal, joy and anger are invisible, and most of them care about their appearance and image, how can there be like her, sloppy and unaware.

After watching it for a while, seeing that she was still eating there, Fanxin helped her forehead and walked in front of her.

Yan Jiujiu, who was squinting, was shrouded in a gloom, and gently lifted his eyelids.

In the blink of an eye, he closed his eyes again, continued to "click", and bit down.

The mouth is constantly chewing, making a sound of "chirp, chirp, sizzle".

He didn't care about the Brahmana at all, and continued to eat the fruit as if no one was around.

"Senior Sister Yan..."

Fanxin, who couldn't bear it, couldn't help but open his mouth slightly and called.

"Click..."

"Something?"

After another bite, he asked, his tone casually lazy.

“......”

She was so rude that she didn't even forget to eat when she spoke, and she didn't open her eyes, it was just... Defiant!

"Today, the disciples of Qianyang Palace went down the mountain for trial, and the senior brother in charge asked me to work with you to protect their safety in case of an invasion of demon beasts. ”

couldn't help but want to leave, but insisted on standing where he was, explaining the reason to her, if it wasn't for the head of the house, he really didn't want to come, he was also a figure with a head and a face, but in front of her, there was no sense of existence.

"Don't go, don't you have time, don't you see I'm busy?"

Emotionless refusal, waving his hand, driving people away.