"Qingshui, my immortal resources and comprehension are not said to be at the bottom of this year's long-term disciples, but they are not much worse, if it weren't for the diligent cultivation and hard practice every night, how could I have the cultivation progress that can be called acceptable today."

Hua Qiangu's tone paused slightly, and said with a smile:

"Therefore, things like apprenticeship to the three masters are not related to me, and from now on, I will be satisfied to be an ordinary disciple for a long time."

As she spoke, she picked up a wooden sword heavier than a black iron and walked out of the house.

When Hua Qiangu came to a dense forest, he first pinched a stealth trick, and then drove the wooden sword to the sky.

After a few breaths, she came to the outside of the Hall of Despair, and bowed her hand and said:

"Your Excellency, Hua Qiangu should come to plant a peach blossom tree by appointment."

Suddenly, Yang Jiao's voice came from a side hall:

"Come in."

Just as Hua Qiangu heard the sound and looked for it, a green light flew in, and she saw that Tangbao immediately landed on her shoulder, and kept saying excitedly:

"Mother, mother, today my father not only taught me a technique that looks very powerful, but also passed on a secret technique that can improve my cultivation progress, and it won't be long before I can transform into a form."

"Also, also, my father told me that as long as I work hard to cultivate, on the day I successfully transform into a shape, I will give me the thousands of years old ice lotus in the backyard of the Palace of Despair as a gift."

When Hua Qiangu heard this, the expression on his face was extremely colorful.

Not only did he feel helpless because Sugar Bao had to call his father if he didn't change his teachings, but he never expected that someone, who had always been cold and indifferent, would take the initiative to teach people to cultivate, and he was extremely willing to give ice lotus.

You must know that in her previous life, she mistakenly regarded the ice lotus as a dish, and after she was found to have cooked it and ate it, she was reprimanded and punished for not being allowed to eat.

Hua Qiangu walked quickly into a temple and saw Yang Jiao sitting cross-legged on the main seat.

"Your Excellency, you taught Sugar Treasure to practice, Thousand Bones are already grateful, that Ice Lotus is incomparably precious, or."

Yang Jiao's eyelids lifted:

"Although this ice lotus was transplanted from the bitter cold land of the extreme north and carefully cultivated for many years, it is still just a plaything for leisure, so how can it be precious."

When the words fell, Tangbao jumped onto Yang Jiao's shoulder:

"Bad mother, my father promised to give me the ice lotus, but you actually stopped it, and Sugar Treasure ignored you."

Hua Qiangu saw that Tangbao jumped on the body of the person in front of her, and when she heard the word Daddy, she was even more helpless.

"Sugar Baby, I told you, your Excellency is not your father, you are only a mother like me, and you can't come over."

Sugar Baby stuck out his tongue playfully:

"Hmph, bad mother, you just can't see that Daddy is good to Sugar Baby."

Suddenly, Yang Jiao said:

"Alright, Sugar Baby, let's go back to the house and rest."

Sugar Treasure replied with a well-behaved and cute reply:

"Hmm."

After she finished speaking, she turned into a green light and flew out.

At this time, Hua Qiangu felt quite uncomfortable when she was alone with Yang Jiao, especially when Tangbao was still a father before, and hurriedly spoke:

"Your Excellency, it's not too early, I'm going to plant trees."

Just as she turned to leave, Yang Jiao's deep voice came from behind her:

"Next door to the room where you took the seeds of the peach tree, there is the wine I have made in the past few months, and when you can plant the peach tree, remember to move this wine over and bury it all in the peach forest."

A trace of doubt appeared on Hua Qiangu's face, and he always felt that since he was reborn, there had been more and more strange things, and he said in his heart:

"Bai Zihua actually makes wine? How did I not know? ”

She replied in surprise and confusion:

"Your Excellency, I'll go now."

Half an hour later.

Outside the Temple of Despair.

Yang Jiao sat on the table and chair where he used to drink tea and enjoy the flowers, his deep eyes were dyed with the taste of smiling but not smiling, looking at the flowers and thousands of bones casting wood spells, and planting peach trees diligently.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed slightly, as if he had discovered something, and a dignified-looking, magnificent, free and bold man suddenly appeared beside him.

The man first fixed his eyes on Yang Jiao, then looked around, and then looked at Hua Qiangu not far away, and couldn't help but sarcastically:

"Bai Zihua, since more than 200 years ago, you plan to inherit the position of the head of the family, break off your thoughts, forget the old friendship, and don't you play the piano and play music every day?"

"When did you have the interest of watching the new long-term disciples plant peach trees, are you really bored to this point?"

Seeing that Yang Jiao didn't speak, he sighed again and said:

"Zihua, Zihua, I really want to open your heart and take a look, what is inside, Zixun loves you so infatuated, and when you wait for so long, don't you really have a little heart."

"You have the world in your heart, why can't you tolerate her alone."

Yang Jiao's face did not change his color and said softly:

"Tan Fan, let's say, what's wrong with her lately?"

The man who exuded freedom and boldness was none other than Tan Fan, one of the five great immortals, he looked up at the sky and said a little helplessly:

"She said that she would kill all the negative men in the world, and there will be no infatuation in the world from now on, you are satisfied now."

Yang Jiao's eyes were cold, and he said:

"It's not that she loves me, she loves me so infatuated, and when I wait so long, I have to be tempted to return the love she wants, in the same way, it's not that men in the world have done a lot of things for women, women have to like him, there is no such reason in the world."

"Obviously, I have made it clear that this body and mind are Xu Cangsheng, and she should completely let go of it."

At this time, a purple light flew in, and Xia Zixun appeared in front of Yang Jiao, and said with a gloomy face:

"Down? Easier said than done. ”

Yang Jiao looked at her with faint eyes:

"Sometimes the more you can't get it, the more obsessed you are, the more you can't let it go, we are all sword practitioners, don't you hear that since you can afford it, there is no reason why you can't let it go."

"What's more, the person who really loves you is around, why can't you see it?"

Tan Fan couldn't help but look at himself when he saw Xia Zixun, and laughed:

"I often think that we are not as good as men and women in the world, and their love, hatred, and hatred still have a time limit, which is better than endless stupidity like us."

"Xia Zixun doesn't want to look at Tan Fan more, just like Bai Zihua doesn't want to look at Xia Zixun more."

When he said this, his eyes stared at Xia Zixun:

"It's not easy to practice, if you are obsessed with the devil and fall into the devil's way, the road ahead will be cut off, and the worst will be gone mad, purple smoke, if one day, you really let go of the white painting in your heart, and when you let go of yourself, maybe I can let go of you."

Xia Zixun looked at Yang Jiao and sneered:

"Whether you cultivate or not, whether you fall into immortality or not, I don't care at all."

Yang Jiao's gaze is quiet and deep:

"I've been obsessed, it's really not like you can let go of it, Tan Fan, fortunately, you are the best at doppelgangers and microscopic techniques, what she will do in the future, you can also find out in time and help her clean up the mess."

After Xia Zixun heard this, her face turned cold, why did she say that she wanted to kill all the negative men in the world, didn't she just want to attract the sweetheart in front of her, and what he said now implied that she would not intervene in the future.

She couldn't help but look at Hua Qiangu not far away, and said inexplicably:

"Zihua, when will there be one more female disciple in your Desperate Palace, will she be your apprentice?"

Yang Jiao said calmly:

"I don't have any intention of taking in."

Xia Zixun's thin eyebrows are slightly raised:

"I remember, you have always disliked being disturbed, looking at her cultivation, she is just a new disciple who has only started for a long time, why did you go to plant peach trees outside your Desperate Palace at night?"

Yang Jiao replied indifferently:

"Zi Xun, you are wide."

(End of chapter)