Chapter 233: [Fantasy] Desire to Double Cultivate with Master (19)

Jing Yiran's pupils shrank suddenly, and he clenched his fists.

The anger in the depths of his eyes surged, and he began to rejoice that he was separated from Shizun by a tree, otherwise he really couldn't control his facial expressions, revealing something and letting Shizun guess something.

He suppressed his breath and said, "Yes." ”

After Jing Yiran left, Qiao An's eyes were full of anger, she tolerated Jing Yiran this time, she was angry, and she only cracked the trunk of the tree next to her.

Remembered the culprit who caused all this.

That damn virus! She endured it so badly, and the next time we met, I would definitely beat her up!

After this time, Jing Yiran was honest for the time being, and he didn't hook people anymore, but Qiao An's vigilance became stronger and stronger, from the original six clothes to eight, and he dressed himself as a little fat man.

His attitude towards him is also becoming more and more indifferent.

Usually if you can't see it, you can't see it, and even if you ask him to cook it for her, she just asks Bei Sansan to pass the word.

While Jing Yiran was squatting in the courtyard to cook food, she went back to Xiaolou's room and waited for him to cook it and let Bei Sansan deliver it.

After ten days like this, Jing Yiran's meridians were all dredged, and he was sent to the dantian, waiting for the assistance of the cold spring of the Divine Sword Sect to completely open up the meridians connecting the dantian, meet the dragon scale fire lying in the dantian, and finally tame it!

At the same time, the bacon and salted fish hanging outside the painting boat in Beisansan are almost good.

Looking at this delicious food to be made, Bei Sansan was very happy, running and jumping all day long, happy like a bird, and he didn't notice the senior brother's increasingly heavy mind.

On the tenth day, Bei Sansan, who was lying on the bow of the boat, was leisurely eating chicken legs, and saw the fairy mountain gradually appearing in the distance, his eyes lit up, and he turned around and said, "Senior brother! Isn't that the Divine Sword Sect? ”

Jing Yiran was meditating by the pool, and when he heard it, he stood up, walked over to take a look, and said, "Yes." ”

Bei Sansan immediately jumped up and said, "Then I'll tell the master to go!" ”

Jing Yiran gave a faint sigh of gratitude.

Qiao An's identity at this time was not ordinary, and if he wanted to visit the Divine Sword Sect, he naturally had to say hello in advance, so when he first came out of the Shangqing Sect, he folded a summons to the sect master of the Divine Sword Sect, and informed the situation in advance, and the words were very official, just to visit his old friend Jian Zun, who had not seen him for a long time.

Therefore, as soon as the painting boat representing the Red Lian Fairy arrived, the sect master of the Divine Sword Sect immediately knew that she was coming, and asked the disciples to inform the major elders.

Put away their treasures, the robbers are coming!

The Sect Master of the Divine Sword Sect is a person who has just been on the throne for a hundred years, and he has never seen this legendary Chilian Fairy, but he has a fateful friendship with the Sect Master of the Shangqing Sect, and it is common to use the transmission array worth thousands of gold to chat and show off their magic weapons there.

This time, as soon as she heard that the Chilian Fairy was coming, the sect master of the Divine Sword Sect, who didn't know her preferences, immediately contacted her old friend, and at a glance saw the sect master of the Shangqing Sect who was drunk and drunk to celebrate the scourge, so he asked more.

The sect master of the Shangqing Sect cried bitterly and said what Bei Sansan had done in the past few days in the Shangqing Sect.

The miser Divine Sword Sect Master, who likes to collect heavenly and earthly treasures and has a lot of elixir immortal fruits, was shocked when he heard this, and immediately notified him.

The Red Lian Fairy is coming!

There's a terrifying foodie disciple!

Hurry up and put away what you eat!

This was originally just a very correct notice, but under the gossip of one to ten, ten to hundreds, and a few days of brewing, it became a red practice fairy with his disciples to rob!

Later, it spread more, and the lie became true, and in the end, the miser Divine Sword Sect Master almost believed it, and the moment he saw the painting boat, he couldn't help but look at the magic weapon on his body......