Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Poor Bones Turned Over and Had a High Fever
Ming Jian thought about it, took out a crystal clear white jade from his sleeve and handed it to Su Qianruo, "This is the jade urn of the Immortal Sect, every disciple of the Immortal Sect has one, and there are some superficial exercises recorded on it, originally this jade jar should not be given to you by me, I am not qualified to pass on this to you."
But I saw that my senior sister seemed to need to go out of bounds, so I gave you this ordinary jade urn to use first.
This jade urn can go to the Nine Thousand Realms, if Senior Sister wants to play, the Nine Thousand Realms should be enough to play, right? ”
Mo Lian took the jade urn with her hand, "Touch it for me first." My sister is young and ignorant, I'm afraid she will be playful for a while, and I don't know the importance of this jade, so it's not good if I lose it. I'd better keep it for you, huh? ”
Su Qianruo nodded, and when she saw it, she took out another jade urn and handed it over, "If you need more, senior sister, tell me at any time, and junior brother will definitely make it for senior sister." ”
Su Qianruo put the jade urn away, and then said politely: "Thank you, teacher... Junior. ”
Just now, that Qianfeng secretly told Su Qianruo that he was almost four hundred years old. It's a bit embarrassing to call a person who is more than 400 years old.
"That, Sister Mo Lian and I still have some mundane things to deal with, we have to deal with them first, junior brother, you better go back to the sect first, and I will go to the Immortal Gate when I deal with it."
Ming Jian nodded, "Okay, the people from the left and right head sects haven't arrived yet, there should be a month's gap period, senior sister, you'd better deal with those mundane things within this month, because you have to go back to the head sect of the Immortal Sect to worship the master, senior sister remember." ”
Su Qianruo was full of answers, and was about to get up, when he saw it and instructed Qianfeng again: "Qianfeng, senior sister has just entered, and there is a lack of someone to call for help, so you can go with her, remember to wait carefully." ”
Qianfeng smiled: "Don't worry, Master, Qianfeng will definitely serve Daji with all his heart." “
Since someone detained Black Mountain and the others and dragged them away like a dead dog, everyone in the Immortal Gate disappeared completely in an instant.
Su Qianruo looked at Qianfeng, who was deliberately left to watch, and exchanged a helpless look with Mo Lian.
Qianfeng is indeed a master who will wait for people, as soon as he arrived in the nearby town, he bought a change of clothes for Su Qianruo and Mo Lian, and also set up a room, and even food, snacks, tea, and so on were continuously sent into the room by Xiao Er under his guidance.
Su Qianruo and Mo Lian almost lay on the bed and could eat and drink without moving.
Su Qianruo was stunned, "Mo Lian, does he want to raise pigs?" ”
Mo Lian glanced at her, and enjoyed this kind of waiting comfortably, "I said that you can't be listed by the country dog, you come from the mortal world, you always know the level of imperial power, and the cultivation realm is a reason."
The Immortal Gate is a giant in the cultivation realm, and you have taken the **** luck.
Maybe your previous bits and pieces of tribulations were just saving luck for this immortal gate.
You've been an offering, and you know that real people are all white here, right? But any ordinary disciple of the Immortal Sect goes out, that is, an immortal who is whiter than a real person, and this is still an ordinary disciple in the branch sect of the Immortal Sect.
If you really become a disciple of the head teacher, then you will have to carry your shoes! Thousands of thugs can be called casually, whoever dares to blow up the hair, we can level whom!
You say that this latent wind is not a knot, how can you do it?
Moreover, have you ever seen a palace man waiting for the emperor, and the emperor will say that this is pig breeding? You poor bones have a high fever, or learn to be sister, calm, calm! ”
Life is like playing chess against fate, you never know if it's going to give you the next move or the next step against the sky.
Su Qianruo was also dizzy, a little white flower who was beaten and killed a moment ago, and now he has become a disciple of the Immortal Sect of the Xiuzhen Great Sect in seconds.
Entering the room and getting started are two different concepts.
The entrance is the sect, and the entry is the room of some old monsters of the general sect, even if it occupies a name, it is regarded as a supreme glory under one person and above ten thousand people in the immortal gate.
It's really a bit of luck.
The next city is Mukden City, where Fengliang Tower is located.
Qianfeng didn't know what he heard from Mo Lian, he was so busy for the past two days that he didn't see anyone's hair, and he didn't know what he was secretly tinkering with.
Su Qianruo packed up his mind and meditated day and night to regain his breath. Knowing that Mo Lian had some bad taste that was not humane to outsiders, she didn't bother to take care of Mo Lian. There are people who have suffered for tens of thousands of years, and there is nothing wrong with letting her have fun.
In front of the gate of Mukden City, it was crowded with people who were pressed by the black.
Dignitaries, ordinary people, all kinds of costumes, and people from all walks of life all squeezed forward like crazy, scrambling to see the Changshengmen Daji who walked out of Fengtian City for the first time.
In this world where men are inferior to women, and women are offerings and accessories, a little-known woman suddenly became a disciple of the giant Changshengmen in the cultivation realm, and was respected as Daji, which is a rare event in the world.
After Su Qianruo entered this realm, all his life was revealed, no matter how big or small, it was recited one after another, and the Black Mountain Forest was almost flattened by fanatical pilgrims in the past two days.
And the village of Black Mountain was made a holy place overnight, accepting incense offerings from people in the dry region, which made the people in this village who had lived in the mountains for three years because they did not send out offerings.
When they were dug up by the pilgrims, they fled for dozens of miles, until they heard the slogans shouted by those people clearly, and then they returned to the village tremblingly, rebuilt the ancestral hall, and erected the statue of Su Qianruo according to everyone's description.
But the rumors are not true, this statue... Hehe.
Da Ji is about to return, and the villagers of Black Mountain Village have unified their voices and unanimously declared to the outside world that this Su Da Ji is the daughter of the heavens, born and raised, and there are frequent visions as soon as she is born, and countless auspicious clouds and fairy sounds and strange beasts have appeared in the spirit realm to congratulate.
Bragging is not taxed, this Black Mountain Village is of course a strong drum, so if Su Qianruo has not yet appeared, she has already been deified into a unique woman in the world.
It is the avenue of heaven and earth, the darling that came into being, and the fairy spirit who came to rescue hundreds of millions of people from fire and water!
Before Su Qianruo woke up, he was dug out of the quilt by Mo Lian and carried into the car, the car was fragrant and windy, and the furnishings were extremely luxurious, but he slept very comfortably.
Stomp Tread...
The chariot pulled by sixteen elk slowly appeared on the official road outside the gate of Fengtian City.
"Dahime, Dahime!"
"Dahime, Dahime!"
"Dahime, Dahime!"
The people looked solemn and knelt together, and thousands of voices converged into a wave that rose to the sky.
Su Qianruo rubbed her sleepy eyes, then covered her ears and turned over and fell asleep in a daze. Mo Lian tugged at her ears and pulled her up, telling her to look outside.
What's there to see out there?
Who are those people greeting in a frenzy?
Still screaming big and little chick......
Big... Imperial concubine!
"The head of Black Mountain Village, Xuan Xuanmi, welcomes the return of Daji!"
A trembling voice suddenly sounded.
Right in front of the car window. (To be continued.) )