There are three peaks in Xiange Mountain, and Han Qian was sent to the middle one, the highest mountain, by the donkey fairy grandfather. The small grassland on the mountainside near the top of the mountain is full of spiritual grass. On the edge of the steppe there are six or seven golden houses, and the doors are mainly light and thin wooden lattice golden flower doors.

Han Qian sat on the lifting ropeway from this floor, and went up to the second floor. It is a large square, on the right side of the large square is a 300-square-meter deacon hall, and at the back, that is, directly opposite Hanqian, there is also a lifting ropeway.

Lame, she walked through this empty square that was only lively on the day of the Immortal Law Competition, and got on the helicopter ropeway with trepidation.

With the ascent of the helicopter ropeway, Han Qian's heart was mixed. Without thinking too much, the ropeway rises to the top level.

The flat hilltop appears in sight, and in front of the 2, 300 square meters of golden light wooden building is a flat land. At the edge of the floor, there are more than a dozen pear blossoms as thick as a pig's head.

Han Qian took the package and endured the pain in his feet. Walk towards the house in a normal walking manner. When I walked to the door, the door opened automatically. Han Qian hesitated at the door, and then stepped into the room gently.

Bypassing the golden screen in the hall, she stood in front of the Master.

Ji Mo was dressed in a black costume and was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with his paintings on the table, and the beauties on the paper were lifelike.

Seeing Han Qian suddenly standing in front of him, Ji Mo's face was undoubtedly surprised.

Han Qian hurriedly bowed, "Master~"

Ji Mo's face quickly returned to normal, "You're back?"

I guess... Your brothers and sisters, like me, will be glad you're back. With that, he stood up.

His clear silhouette was cold and proud. Walking up to Han Qian, he noticed that Han Qian's inky black hair was still stained with a little mud. However, this is not interesting or valuable information for him.

After glancing down at the girl, he walked away.

"Han Qian, although your qualifications are not good, your perseverance is worth learning from my disciples of Quanxian Pavilion." After Ji Mo finished speaking, the corners of his mouth raised a trace of contempt.

Han Qian's heart suddenly felt that a big stone had been pressed down, and he was so crushed that he couldn't breathe. Ji Mo was laughing at her.

Do they really think they have no self-esteem? The family wants her to die, but the school doesn't want her. Is it voluntary to be in bad health? Is it what you hope for without a spiritual root? Who wouldn't want to be born with a golden spoon in their mouth? Live a dazzling life. Who doesn't want to have a good family? Happiness is a dull life. If life can be stable in this world, who wants to be displaced?

She held back her grievances and tears, gritted her teeth, and didn't say a word. She wanted to squeeze out a smile, but there was only Mu Ran on her face.

Ji Mo took a few steps forward, suddenly turned around, and looked at Han Qian with contempt, "Han Qian, you can make a price..."

"What?" Han Qian looked up inexplicably, she didn't understand what Ji Mo meant at first. At the moment when she collided with Ji Mo's eyes, she suddenly understood what it meant.

A hall of simple elegance and golden sparkling.

The room suddenly became an ice cellar, and Han Shallow felt the boundless cold. The girl gritted her teeth all the time, and she tried to find a trace of warmth to comfort herself, for she was afraid that the tears of cowardice would burst out of her eyes.

Others have to pay school choice fees when they go to school, and they also squeeze their heads to give money. Immortal Pavilion is good, and in turn let Han Qian offer a price, 'How much, can you leave?' I am afraid that few people in the world have enjoyed such special treatment.

"Master, I'll go back to my room." Han Qian really didn't know what to say. Her feet hurt, and she originally wanted to come to greet her master and ask for some elixir, but before entering the house, she still decided to give up asking for the elixir, just to say hello. She is self-aware.

She turned around, feeling indignant and uncomfortable, and there was another stinging pain under her feet, and the whole person fell to the ground. Today is the second time I wrestled, there is sadness, there is humiliation, and at this moment, there is endless embarrassment...

Ji Mo was stunned for a moment, walked over impatiently, and helped her to sit on the ground.

"Idiot, there's probably no one more stupid in the world than you? 17 years old, can't even walk? Ji Mo half-squatted in front of Han Qian and said sternly.

Han Qian looked at Ji Mo and looked at her 'benevolent teacher'. She knew very well in her heart how disgusted she was with the look in her eyes. "Yes, I won't go to life, I'm probably only worthy of death." Maybe she was extremely bearable in her heart, she blurted out against the high-flying 'immortal' in front of her.

However, in life, who hasn't learned to walk for the first time? Who hasn't learned to walk all their lives?

Ji Mo inadvertently saw that Han Qian's ankles were already high and swollen. He stood up and walked to a corner of the living room.

Han Qian saw that there was a rotating shelf with a cylinder hollowed out in the corner, and the shelf was full of small golden bottles. Only a small blue bottle was particularly eye-catching, which caused Han Qian to look at it twice.

However, at this moment, the anger in her heart is still unresolved. How can you bother to look at a beautiful bottle. She stood up stubbornly with her hands on the ground.

Ji Mo glanced at the sign from the medicine bottle and took a golden medicine bottle. walked up to Han Qian and handed it to her expressionlessly. "Remember, you are not naturally suitable for cultivating immortals, so find another way. It's not just me Ji Mo who will remember this, the nobles of Yaxian City, the senior brothers and sisters of the Immortal Pavilion. They will all remember this fact. ”

"That's really worrying about you..."Han Qian's heart was like ice, he took the medicine from Ji Mo's hand, and limped out of the house where the head lived. She didn't dare to think about how Ji Mo stood behind her, despising the pitiful but stubborn back in his eyes.

She has to take the lifting ropeway down to the next level of the square, and then take the lifting ropeway from the square back to the fairy grass lawn on the next level. Walk across the lawn and go back to the disciples' rooms on the edge of the lawn.

Apply the elixir to the injured ankle first.

The shallow room was at the far corner of the lawn, a little further away from the other corners. It seems that it just meets the wishes of everyone who doesn't like her.

It was a simple, clean golden wooden room with only one bed, one table, and one chair.

Han Asa placed the package on the table, then sat down on the stool.

She took off her powder-blue crystal heeled sandals and looked at the high, swollen ankles that also protested at her. I can't wait to slap it down. However, human reason instructed her to open the bottle, pour out the same water as the medicine in her other hand, and rub it onto her ankle.

The hot ankle was instantly cold, and she looked at the swollen place of her foot, and it was just like that, it was unbelievably swollen as a matter of course...

It seems that the warmth that I didn't find for half a day at Ji Mo's accommodation just now. At this moment, the magic made her feel relieved and warm. She stood up, took two steps, and her feet were gone...

At this time, she was even more determined to cultivate immortals.

I hadn't eaten for a whole day, and at this moment, it was already five or six o'clock in the afternoon. Tired and hungry, and had no time to take care of any mood, he sat on the helicopter ropeway to the second floor, and the remedy of the deacon's hall was the kitchen.

Ji Mo and Ji Mo's disciples have always eaten there.

Han Qian walked into the kitchen of about 60 square meters, she only needed to sit down at the big dining table, and the stove master would bring the food in a moment.

As soon as Han Qian sat down, he heard the sound of a stool on the side, and a man in white came. The shoulder is also very eye-catching, with a large blood stain.

The man smiled and dragged the stool closer to Hanqian's direction, and then sat down on Hana's side.

His eyes were staring at Han Qian with ill intentions, and the corners of his mouth smeared the arc that men are accustomed to, "I heard that you are a great beauty." In fact, you are indeed a great beauty. But, big beauty, you can make a price. How many god coins? I can let you sleep with me for one night. ”

… Han Qian suddenly felt a wave of anger in his heart.

Someone asked her this for the second time today.