However, Qin Mo didn't intend to say his conjecture.

After all, he's not a stupid white sweet. What's more, what adventures others encounter, what white-bearded grandfathers, etc., are all alone, and at most with a granddaughter who looks like a fairy, how can there be a group?

This routine is simply not right.

Seeing that Qin Mo began to dismantle all the materials, he ignored them. Yanhua was also holding the tree all the time, chattering as if chanting, without even looking at them. The two of them were left standing there not knowing what to do, only to look at each other.

I don't know why, but such scenes always remind me of when I go out to dinner, a couple, a couple, and a couple...

A single dog who is single with strength.

Well, you can take a seat.

Qin Mo was concentrating on his great cause of sabotage, so he didn't notice that in addition to the ball in his hand, the Zhongshan stone that he broke and picked away Zhongshan Milky was also slowly "healing wounds".

However, Qin Mo didn't find it, and the remaining two immortals of the idle batch found out. So something even more boring was born - the two immortals just stared at the remaining Zhongshan stone and "healed the wound" at a speed slower than a snail,

For a moment, it was as if the whole picture was still.

To be reasonable, if no one speaks, this place can indeed be called beautiful and poetic.

"What are you doing?" Yanhua, who didn't know when he finally finished nagging about it, walked over to the two immortals and asked as he walked.

Qin Mo is also a normal person who is not deaf or blind, and naturally he also discovered that Yanhua finally ended his nagging. He couldn't hold back, and glanced at the tree—the whole tree exuded a deep sense of happiness for the aftermath of the catastrophe.

Qin Mo looked at the tree, and suddenly felt a pity from the bottom of his heart. After all, when you see this tree, you can think of the oldest version of "Journey to the West" in the TV that was always played every summer vacation.

I'm almost going to leave this beautiful world.

The tree not far away seemed to have received Qin Mo's eyes, and the entire tree stiffened for a while, and then continued to be happy as if nothing had happened.

Is it something to be happy to be sympathized with by an enemy who you were still fighting just now? Is it?

Well, actually, a little.

"We are looking at the Zhongshan Stone on the ground, and it is amazing that we can still find our own fragments by ourselves." The two immortals who were seriously observing the Zhongshan Stone on the ground said to Yanhua, "Come on, together." ”

Drop, your friend has invited you, please select Yes/Yes.

After listening to his friend's words, Yanhua also joined in without hesitation - in fact, it was just because he was bored.

On the other side, Qin Mo is still diligently carrying out the cycle of "sabotage-picking debris-ball attraction-fusion-sabotage", this kind of happiness brought by pure force value, Qin Mo has never felt it so clearly, and this time he finally really felt it.

It's all hands-on, hands-on.

Really happy and decompressed.

Soon, there were not many materials in total that were dismantled by Qin Mo, and the ball in his hand was also much bigger and more solid. It used to look weird, but now it finally looks like something.

And how did Qin Mo treat the Zhongshan milky stone, which has been rare for thousands of years?

…… Brother, have you ever seen Wen play walnuts? Any idea what that thing is used for?

Okay ok, since you know it, then I want to tell you, very cherished, the precious Zhongshan milkstone is in his hands...

"Coil!"

The white-clothed and black-haired immortal's entire attention was drawn by Qin Mo, and the remaining two immortals were looking at the remaining Zhong Shanshi intently.

He looked at the boy, who was not very old, holding in his hand what he had made out of his own work. This child even looks a little milky, almost like a child.

Looking at it, the immortal fell into a tangle.

In normal times, the only thing that can make him ponder is the various things he already has. The difficulty of other people's choices is because they are poor, so they can only pick and choose among many. The immortals are different, and the choice difficulties of the immortals are because they have lived too long and always have too many things, so they will fall into the difficulty of choice.

Now Qin Mo's entanglement is because of Qin Mo.

Qin Mo is really good everywhere, in the eyes of this immortal, he really looks good everywhere, he looks very well-behaved everywhere, there are no dead ends in three hundred and sixty degrees...

But it was because of this that this immortal was even more entangled. Mainly because Qin Mo's body still looks like a child who is not too big. The immortal is not entangled because he is young, but because, if such a young child is really taken away, what will he do in the future?

On the one hand, small children are troublesome. It's easy for children to be homesick, to want their father and mother, to want this in the house, to want that in the house, to want everything. On the other hand, such a young child has not measured every inch of this world with his own feet, has not traveled to the great rivers and mountains of the whole world, has not yet appreciated the glow-in-the-dark glass of grape wine, and has not yet appreciated the beauty like flowers across the clouds...

What if he likes high-ranking officials? What if he doesn't like cultivating immortals! In case of...

He thinks a lot.

Receiving disciples is a big deal. If it was a famous boss who accepted apprentices, everyone who could reach the basic immortal cultivation world would have arrived. It's not that he is boasting, the three of them can be called most of the entire immortal cultivation world, and they are like the existence of the sea god needle.

Of the three of them, he was the only one who didn't have his own real disciples.

In the end, he was tangled and entangled, his hair was about to fall out, and he didn't know what was going on or what the situation was. So, he made a decision.

He went directly to ask Qin Mo.

"Is there something wrong?"

He stood in front of Qin Mo.

When he stood there, Qin Mo had already discovered it—in fact, he had already been discovered by Qin Mo when he was staring at Qin Mo just now.

So Qin Mo asked such a sentence.

"Officially, my name is Yuqiong, and the rest can be called the wine master directly." The immortal said to Qin Mo, "Ming people don't say dark words..."

"I want to take you as an apprentice."

Qin Mo listened to the white-clothed and black-haired immortal.

"Yuqiong Immortal?" Qin Mo had already guessed their identities, but they hadn't been confirmed.