Of course, neither An Jisheng nor He Junxian found the real reason for An Zhen's silence, thinking that she was just worried, and the two glanced at each other, and they both saw the resoluteness revealed in each other's eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not to mention An Qisheng, as An Zhen's uncle, she has always had an obsession with restoring the fairy root for her since she was still an infant. Now that there is an opportunity, if you don't seize it, I'm afraid the next opportunity will be too far away.

And He Junxian also made up his mind at this moment, even if he gave everything he had, as long as he could help An Zhen get the Mixed Heaven Refining Elixir, help her recover the immortal root, and embark on the true path of cultivation, nothing else mattered.

Maybe it was intentional, or maybe it was unintentional, everyone didn't continue the rather heavy topic of "Mixing the Sky to Refine the Immortal Pill", and An Qisheng seemed to have lost interest, and didn't mention more than half a sentence about the Xianmen Society.

He didn't ask too many questions related to the Xianmen Society, anyway, when he arrived at the Taixuan Immortal Capital, everything could be clear, he only smiled at An Zhen, and then began to meditate cross-legged calmly.

An Zhen, who had a lot of secrets in his heart, didn't want to say anything, so he just lay on the edge of the furnace, put his hand on his cheek, and watched the clouds roll under his feet to pass the time.

In this way, the flying magic weapon became much quieter, only gusts of wind blew through the shield, and there was a metallic sound of "rubbing".

The three of them were pondering separately, and suddenly felt a slight vibration on the furnace flying magic weapon, and they couldn't help but raise their eyes one after another.

Sure enough, in mid-air about two hundred zhang away on the right hand, a huge gourd magic weapon with a very large yellow magic light was rapidly approaching.

At the waist of the gourd on it, a delicate figure was standing upright. waved his hand very hard, as if he was greeting An Zhen and the others. And the Ziyang Zhenren standing at the mouth of the gourd was the one who hit a sound-transmitting spell on the furnace flying magic weapon.

Without looking at the news sent by the sound transmission method, An Zhen saw the two people on the gourd magic weapon clearly, opened his mouth and said loudly: "Look, it's Sister Yun Ying!" And Uncle Ziyang! ”

This kind of eyesight is not as good as Junxian, because An Zhen opened the Mud Pill Palace, and the power of divine consciousness can change the horizon and open up a hundred feet. Ordinary monks could not see the facial features clearly. Only an immortal like An Qi, or An Qisheng, can have a vision beyond a hundred zhang.

At this point, it is good to be born in the Sanxuan Palace. And Junxian is also good. Yang Sanniang is also good. They all only know, and An Zhen has never hidden anything.

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Looking at Zi Yunying standing in the distance, An Zhen was excited. There are also some feelings.

Three years ago, my sister Yunying had just passed her sixteenth birthday, and now she is nineteen years old, just looking at her appearance, she doesn't seem to have changed at all, she is still the same as a girl in her twenty-eighth year, but her temperament seems to be less innocent, more mature charm, and even more fairy charm with a smile.

Especially when the gourd magic weapon is close enough, and the gap is less than a hundred zhang, An Zhen can obviously see that when Zi Yunying looks at He Junxian, there is a strange brilliance in her eyes, and her whole body is even more delicate and amorous that belongs to a woman who has just opened her love.

At this time, He Junxian finally saw Zi Yunying standing on the gourd magic weapon clearly, a warm smile slipped on his handsome face, and even though the eyes of the two were separated by the fierce wind, they were still tightly entangled together, glued like silk.

"Hey! Arctic real people! ”

From a long distance, he heard a voice from the transmission note that had been hit on the shield of the furnace Ding magic weapon before: "It's boring to be in a hurry, why don't you and me compare the speed, see who can reach the Taixuan Immortal Capital earlier, okay?" ”

When An Qisheng heard this, he smiled slightly, and didn't reply, but nodded at Ziyang Zhenren, who was standing on the mouth of the gourd, and was squeezing his eyebrows here at the moment, and then drew a circle in front of him with his right hand, and pressed it down, and the furnace ding magic weapon under his feet suddenly accelerated like an arrow, and in an instant, he surpassed the gourd magic weapon and flew forward.

"It's a good period student, every time I come to Yin, and I don't say hello to the old man!"

Ziyang Zhenren was a little "blowing his beard and glaring", and he also slapped the gourd mouth under his feet with one hand, and poured a lot of mana into it, urging the gourd to rush forward violently, and quickly chased after the furnace ding magic weapon.

"No, no, no!" Ziyang Zhenren saw that the furnace ding magic weapon was flying farther and farther, and it had become a black dot and was about to disappear in front of him, and he couldn't help but be anxious: "Chitose old man, you are cheating, ......"

Hearing her father's "cry" like this, Zi Yunying felt a little embarrassed, for fear of being heard, she quickly sat down, and then turned the hood on her cloak up and covered her face, pretending that nothing had happened, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl, she always felt that such a father was the most cute.

......

In this way, he was "chased" by Ziyang Zhenren's big gourd all the way, and when the furnace Ding flying magic weapon entered the periphery of the Taixuan Immortal Capital, it slowly paused in mid-air, An Qisheng looked a little exhausted, but with one hand, a glowing pill entered, and the whole person immediately regained his vitality, as if nothing had happened.

"Arctic real person, you are really choking, this way constantly urging your 'Great Refining Tank', you have not stopped! Don't you feel tired? ”

Anyway, Ziyang Zhenren finally arrived when An Qisheng hadn't put away the flying magic weapon, but his face was a little blue, and he didn't know if it was angry or because he used too much force.

"What a 'big refining tank'!" An Qisheng waved his hand, and the furnace Ding magic weapon glowing with sprouting blue light was put away, and An Zhen and He Junxian also fell steadily to the ground.

An Qisheng was angry when he saw Ziyang Zhenren, but he always maintained a very elegant and calm expression, and said lightly: "It's that your big gourd seems to be flying a little slower." ”

"Humph!" Ziyang Zhenren wanted to say something, but suddenly his face changed, and his nose sniffed hard in mid-air, his movements were a little exaggerated, and then he laughed: "I said, in order to win me, you actually swallowed a six-grade golden pill!" Haha, I'm not a loss, I'm not a loss! ”

"Father, you almost swallowed an entire bottle of Ziyou Pill on the way just now! Isn't it a loss? Zi Yunying jumped down from the gourd magic weapon, but it was a sentence like "mending the knife" that came out, and Ziyang Zhenren's smile froze, and his face changed again.

Turning his head and glaring at his daughter, Ziyang Zhenren thought to himself, "Why did you turn your elbow out before you got married", and was about to speak, but when she heard Junxian come forward, he bowed to himself very respectfully and said: "The younger generation has seen the Ziyang seniors, the seniors are so good, they actually urged this high-grade flying magic weapon to go straight all the way without slacking off, although the acceleration time is slightly later than me, but at the last moment caught up with the family teacher, it can be seen that the mana is profound, and the cultivation is extraordinary!" (To be continued.) )