In modern times, because her parents died early, Fang Qingling has lived in her aunt's house since she was a child. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

My aunt's son was a dementia patient who needed a lot of medical bills, so she didn't go back to school just after graduating from high school, and devoted herself to social work, taking care of her cousin in her spare time.

In this way, time passed so abundantly that she never fell in love at the age of twenty-nine and became one of the leftover women.

I want her to work in the workplace for decades and achieve certain achievements, but I don't want a catastrophe to happen to her and get her into a car accident......

If they have a car accident, they shouldn't be so sad! At most, she was annoyed or depressed for a while because she had lost a tool of labor, after all, she was always an outsider in that family.

I really wonder if this car accident was fortunate or unfortunate? Now, she can finally live for herself.

Fang Qingling felt bitter in her heart, but when she thought of cultivating immortals, she was very excited.

The infinite power of spells, the ability to fly to the heavens and the earth, and especially, the method of immortality that people dream of, all of these attracted her.

Yes, who doesn't want to live forever and roam freely between heaven and earth? In her previous life, she may not have believed that people could live forever, but after crossing over, she was convinced.

Having said that, in fact, Fang Qingling was too worried, how could the physical strength of an immortal cultivator be comparable to that of mortals? Grandpa Fang just said that it was no problem for three days and three nights.

"Okay, okay, my bell is sensible." Seeing Fang Qingling's sincere attitude, Grandpa Fang was full of joy and felt extremely gratified.

Although she has been silent since her fever has recovered, it is not hindered, but it is better, there is a saying that "trouble comes from the mouth, and it is useless to say more".

He didn't know that the reason why Fang Qingling didn't say much in front of him was because he was afraid of showing his feet.

"If you don't have a spiritual root, it's okay, mortals have a mortal way of life, you stay in the Wuji Sect until you reach adulthood, and then go to the secular world, the secular world is much simpler than the life of the cultivation realm......

"You are the ones that Master wants me to come to greet you?"

Suddenly, a beautiful female voice sounded, interrupting Grandpa Fang's words.

Correspondingly, inside the Wuji Sect, a beautiful woman in a white robe walked out.

The woman said yes, but her eyes showed arrogance.

She glanced at Grandpa Fang and them casually, as if they looked so unsightly, their heads were raised high, Fang Qingling looked carefully, and they could clearly see the interlaced nose hairs in their noses.

The roots of her ears were cleaned, and Fang Qingling was happy, but the woman's attitude towards the other grandfather made her extremely unhappy.

It's too disrespectful to the old and loves the young.

While Fang Qingling secretly slandered, he came to a conclusion: The people in the cultivation realm are really realistic, and they respect their strength. You have a high level of cultivation ability, and you can be respected and loved by everyone; On the contrary, mortals who have no cultivation are not even as good as an ant in their eyes.

"Exactly, the tired fairy took my granddaughter in, and the old man thanked me here." Grandpa Fang's words were pleading, his body was slightly bent, and his face was full of respect.

In fact, with Fang Hongluo's status, he didn't have to be so low-key and lower-spirited. However, in order for Fang Qingling to have a better life in the Wuji Sect, he had to do so.

The woman looked at Fang Qingling twice, and said lightly: "Come with me." ”

After she finished speaking, she turned around arrogantly and took the lead towards the Wuji Sect.

Understanding the unspoken rules of the cultivation realm, although Fang Qingling was extremely dissatisfied with the woman, he couldn't say anything, and after bidding farewell to Grandpa Fang, he opened his little short legs and quickly caught up with the woman.

A trace of reluctance passed in the depths of her heart, Fang Qingling knew that this was the original owner's feelings, she sighed helplessly, and continued to keep up with the woman's footsteps.

At the same time, Grandpa Fang's face full of vicissitudes of life, a dead air emerged, looking at the petite back that was gradually moving away, tears finally dripping silently......

The major sects are divided into main peaks and side peaks.

The main peaks are Ethereal Peak, Tibetan Sword Peak, Wanfa Peak, Treasure Peak, Danqing Peak, Xuanfu Peak six peaks, plus a number of side peaks, all headed by Ethereal Peak.

Among them, in addition to the two peaks of treasure weapons and Xuanfu, the other four peaks all have an out-of-body True Venerable, and above, there are two distraction period ancestors sitting in charge.

The disciples in the sect condense the golden pill and can independently have a side peak. Fang Hongluo was a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, and naturally had his own peak, and what Fang Qingling and the others were going to was Hongxia Peak, the side peak where Fang Hongluo was located.

Since the imperial weapon was not allowed to fly in the main peak, Fang Qingling and the others walked for half an hour before leaving the main peak, and the woman flew to Hongxia Peak with her imperial weapon behind.

In the air, he met several good-looking Hongxia Peak disciples, they all called the woman in white as their senior sister, Fang Qingling, who was standing behind the woman, didn't know what to call them, just trembling and bending down to salute, his little hand tightly grasping the woman's sleeve.

It's not that she's timid, but for people who have never flown at high altitudes, anyone will feel vain and powerless, not to mention that the woman's flying magic weapon doesn't have any guardrails, and she hasn't fainted in fright, which is already rare.

When she arrived at the door of the Red Fu Hall of Hongxia Peak, the woman turned around and instructed Fang Qingling: "I went to report earlier, you wait here, don't run around." ”

"Yes." Fang Qingling, who had recovered his legs, straightened his waist and answered with his big eyes.

Her well-behaved and obedient appearance made the woman nod with satisfaction and went into the Hongxia Hall to report.

Only then did Fang Qingling have time to enjoy the ancient scenery. As its name suggests, the red clouds in the air surround it, such as the skirt of the flower fairy flying in the air, which is extraordinarily enchanting. plus the people who cultivate immortals, their skin is smooth and ruddy, and they are all handsome men and beautiful women. Such outstanding people complement each other, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a blessed land.

Without waiting for Fang Qingling to finish sighing, after a while, the woman came out of the main hall and called her into the hall.

The Hongxia Hall is made of jade, there are four pillars in the hall, and in the first place of the hall is a middle-aged woman who is about thirty or forty years old, and the middle-aged woman exudes a strong aura, and ordinary people dare not look directly at her.

Fang Qingling felt that in front of Fang Hongluo, he was like a grain of sand, extremely small. At the same time, she is full of desire and curiosity for cultivating immortals, of course, the premise is that she can cultivate immortals. However, she had a faint feeling that she could cultivate immortals, and she couldn't tell where this feeling came from.

He took a deep breath, calmed down the tension and cowardice of his body and mind, bowed in awe, and shouted crisply: "Ancestor! ”

"Hmm." Fang Hongluo's face was peaceful, and he didn't show the majesty of a strong man, but that powerful momentum couldn't hide it.

Fang Hongluo's divine sense swept over Fang Qingling, and then, he took out a crystal sphere, suspended it in front of Fang Qingling, and said gently: "Put your hand on it!" ”

When Fang Hongluo's divine sense swept towards her, Fang Qingling was panicked in her heart, after all, there was a saying in the cultivation realm, and later observed that there was no different color on Fang Hongluo's face, and couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that with Fang Hongluo's current cultivation, she can't see the fact that she has changed her core, she originally thought that she would not enter the Wuji Sect, however, with her small body of a five-year-old doll, where can she go in this place that is not familiar and is full of crises? Moreover, she has a strong curiosity about cultivating immortals, so she is at risk.