Chapter 181: The Salted Fish Master of the Immortal Cultivator (46)
Unable to find anyone, Yun Jiao was very flustered.
It's just that the next second, she was suddenly stunned.
This is......
You seem to have broken into the secret realm of your male god.
Yun Jiao: Needless to say, she knows .......
It was precisely because she knew that she was even more worried, and she told him not to take it out easily.
got the secret realm from the male god, and this is the first time she has entered this so-called secret realm.
It still feels very new.
Yun Jiao looked at the familiar and unfamiliar pictures that appeared around her, and couldn't help frowning, these shouldn't be here.
She glanced up, and her vision was a little dazed, as if she had returned to the beginning.
Qingyun Sect.
"Uncle Yun is back!!"
"Uncle Shi, how was this experience? Is there really a very powerful demon race? ”
Surrounded by enthusiastic inquiring people, Yun Jiao always felt like she was back in reality.
She pursed her lips and didn't speak.
Seeing her like this, the others were silent, thinking that she had encountered something unhappy.
I didn't dare to say anything.
"Uncle Shi, nothing has happened during this time, you can rest well when you are tired."
Seeing that her expression was wrong, they didn't dare to say anything.
The people who were still around just now all dispersed at this time.
Yun Jiao took a deep breath, it was too real.
It's so real, it's as if she's back in time.
"By the way, Uncle Yun, in a few days, the head of the sect has specially instructed you to participate."
Yun Jiao only cared about cultivation, and didn't care about accepting apprentices, because she was worried about cause and effect.
This time, the head probably won't be able to stand it.
Yun Jiao pursed her lips and nodded, indicating that she already knew.
She found her place with ease, and the grass and trees around her were still familiar.
made her almost fall into it again, thinking that she had returned to the sect.
"My male god's secret realm still has this effect?"
Yun Jiao muttered to herself, although there was this effect, she was also worried about what side effects there would be.
For example, maintaining the secret realm must be particularly expensive, in case the male god can't support it......
Bah!
The male god is unparalleled in the world, and it is impossible for this kind of thing to happen.
Now, she still needs to worry about herself.
Yun Jiao furrowed her brows and thought about it carefully.
There should not have been a situation where the boss had to let her participate in the past.
She enjoys the resources provided by the sect, and correspondingly, without accepting apprentices, she will replace the sect every once in a while and go down the mountain to deal with things.
This can be regarded as a way to repay the sect.
Therefore, the head of the house does not accept apprentices from her, and has always turned a blind eye.
Now, but she said that she would take in apprentices?
No matter how you look at it, I think it's weird.
Yun Jiao pursed her lower lip and asked someone about the situation.
Facing Uncle Yun's inquiry, the man was cautious, everyone knew that Uncle Yun's most annoying thing was to accept apprentices.
"The boss, his daughter is back."
Yun Jiao frowned, as if she had heard that the daughter of the head of the family had choked him because she eloped with someone.
However, the daughter of the head of the house never returned.
At least she didn't come back while she was there.
Yun Jiao frowned and looked at the disciple: "So? ”
The disciple swallowed: "She also brought a child back, and the head of the sect said that he was extremely talented, and it was the best time to cultivate." ”
It's just that the elder teachers and uncles in the sect have already accepted disciples, which is not very convenient.
Moreover, it is not easy for the head to accept people, after all, it is his grandson, and it is inevitable that some people will gossip.
The head of the house, who has always been fair, made a difficulty, so he hit her with the idea.
Yun Jiao: "......"