After Deacon Qiu finished speaking, he looked at Shangjiang with a faint gaze.

"Not being contaminated with love is the best choice."

After all, among the ruthless monks, there are many monks who want to take the right path of killing their wives, but some people fall into it when they first taste it.

Not everyone can get rid of lust and fight their way.

Not to mention...... It's Shen Qingyi...... Someone like that.

Jiang Li was very worried, if Shen Qingyi fell in love, he would be desperate.

Deacon Qiu also thought of this, put away the joke on his face, and was a little serious.

"But Senior Sister Shen is even a ruthless Dao monk, but ...... The exercises she cultivated, in the end, were too forgetful. ”

That exercise seems to be more testing for cultivators.

That sentence of entering the mortal dust and understanding the mortal dust seems to have been said by an ancestor who once forgot his feelings.

"Senior Sister Shen has an idea, she knows what she wants to do."

Otherwise, how could he have done such a big thing secretly?

The words are so, but Jiang Li is a little unhappy in the end.

"After going back, let the people from the secret sect of the sect stare at the west city of Yue. Senior Sister Shen will one day return to the Heavenly Void Sect to ask Void Peak. ”

Even if it's not for anything else, her exercises are passed down there.

Deacon Cho nodded, and he agreed.

After all, there is still some trouble in the matter of Yue Xicheng.

Their Heavenly Void Sect was able to keep their own disciples, but they could keep the other disciples? They are not wronged.

Looking at the black thing in front of him, like a huge telescope, Shen Qingyi was a little curious.

Yue Xicheng smiled on his face and explained carefully.

"This thing is a vientiane mirror made by the puppet master of the fairy realm, and it is said that there are some interesting things in it, you can take a look."

Both of them spent a sum of spirit stones to rent a Vientiane Realm.

Shen Qingyi held a curious heart, and according to the method guidance on the side, he looked at the place that glowed with a faint blue light.

When you look into the lenses, the world around you changes instantly.

The green mountains, the waterfalls that flow straight down, the spirit birds are around, and the spirit flowers are everywhere.

Such a beautiful scenery is very similar to the blessed land recorded in some ancient books.

Shen Qingyi couldn't help but feel a little happy.

The corners of Yue Xicheng's mouth, which was watching her from the side, rose.

Killing for a long time will not only cause physical fatigue, but also mental fatigue.

Although this Vientiane Mirror is just a gadget similar to an illusion but not an illusion, the things stored in it can be said to contain all things.

Not only are there some of the famous beauty features of the Lower Spirit Realm, but there are also many unique scenery in the Immortal Realm, including some attractions that are not open to monks.

I have to say that the monk who left the record has some skills.

felt that Shen Qing was almost ready to see the first scene, so Yue Xicheng prompted on the side.

"You can try to turn that little turntable on the lens, and that thing can be moved to other regions."

When Shen Qing heard this, he stretched out his hand to mobilize the turntable on the lens, and sure enough, the greenery in front of him gradually receded.

When she reappeared, it was a sea of flowers, a sea of pink flowers, and when the camera zoomed in, she seemed to be there.

The sky is full of peach, and the petals are flying.

Yue Xicheng sat aside, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Shen Qingyi gently.

He had long heard that her dream was to see many places in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

I still remember when Uncle She said it, his face was doting.

"That girl, she likes to play in the mountains and rivers, and when she speaks, her eyes are shining. In the future, if the cultivation goes up, the big low life will be wanton. ”

Uncle She has a good relationship with his master, and occasionally has a small gathering, and he also follows him to serve tea and water.

Yue Xicheng suddenly felt a little nostalgic for the old days.

When they were young, they were well protected by the sect......

Now, even if he has cultivated to the Yuan Infant, he can ...... Mountains and seas are no longer mountains and seas, and flowers and plants are no longer flowers and plants.

They have too much to let go of and responsibility for each other.

Yue Xicheng lowered his eyebrows slightly, looking at his increasingly rough calloused hands.

At the beginning, he was young and crazy, holding a folding fan in his hand, and his face was full of spring breeze.

"I didn't say it! Why are you so stingy! I'm just curious about this mirror, can't I come and see it when I finally have the chance? ”

The nun's voice interrupted Yue Xicheng's thoughts.

The location he and Shen Qingyi chose was relatively close to the corner, and there were originally no other monks here.

But at this moment came two people, a man and a woman.

The female nun has a somewhat beautiful face, while the male nun is a little coquettish.

Hearing the nun's words, she scratched her head.

"But the spirit stones for this Vientiane Mirror are a bit expensive!"

"What's wrong with being a little more expensive?! I'm going to see it anyway! Do you give spirit stones! ”

Looking at the angry female cultivator, the male cultivator hurriedly took out the spirit stone.

"Give it, give it!"

"Humph! That's pretty much it! ”

Even though he felt sorry for the spirit stones he had earned bit by bit, the male cultivator still paid a sum.

I don't care about the strange eyes of some monks around me.

The nun pulled the male nun and found a place.

She looked at it for a moment, and then dragged the male cultivator to look at it.

The male cultivator didn't like to look at it, but he couldn't bear the female cultivator's persistence.

"Looks good, right?"

"Good...... Pretty. ”

But I feel sorry for the spirit stone.

Although he has now broken through to the Yuan Infant, he wants to earn more spirit stones.

To her, to their future children, grandchildren......

"You big fool, can you laugh and laugh! Although the spirit stone is a little more expensive, but do you think about it, is this considered the beautiful scenery that we have traveled through the entire immortal cultivation world together! You only know cultivation on weekdays, except that cultivation is to do tasks. How could he have time to travel to other realms, let alone the entire Floating Ten Thousand Realms? ”

The nun took the man's hand.

The palms of both of them were a little rough, and it could be seen that the life of the two of them was much more difficult than that of ordinary Yuanying monks.

The female cultivator's gaze at the male cultivator was gentle and full of love.

Despite the difficulties of life, fortunately, they are still alive now.

After experiencing this big war, she wants to cherish the people in front of her!

What the future holds, who knows?

If he is drenched in snow together, he will be white-headed in this life.

Yue Xicheng looked at it seriously, and felt that his heart was also a little swollen.

The male cultivator noticed a strong gaze, and when he saw Yue Xicheng staring at them, he immediately carefully protected the female cultivator behind him.

Jiaojiao is his!

Yue Xicheng smiled apologetically, he was just a little envious of those two people.

Looked away, and once again landed on Shen Qingyi, who was playing with the Vientiane Mirror.

The white petals flying in the sky made Shen Qingyi think of the pear blossoms in Luohong Palace, and it also made her feel a little homesick.

"Senior Brother Yue, come and see, this is not like our Spirit Dao Sect, here is like Luohong Palace, and here is like Huadi Peak. And here, I think it's a bit like that waterfall at Luyun Peak! ”

Facing Shen Qingyi's bright eyes, Yue Xicheng walked over obediently.

The Vientiane Mirror was adjusted according to Shen Qingyi's height, and he was two heads taller than Shen Qingyi, so he bent down slightly.

It's a little close, and the smell of the people next to me comes to the face.