In the evening of the next day, after Zhao Qing arranged the formation at home, he told his aunt and Qing Huan to take care of Shuyue, and rushed to Changshengfang on the spirit boat of the Bloody Clothes Building.

It's night.

A streamer pierced the remnant clouds, like a star elm falling from the night sky.

Zeng Nianke controlled the spirit boat to land in Shangchu Town outside the Changshengfang, and looked back at Zhao Qingjiao with beautiful eyes and smiled: "Then Nianke will go back." ”

"If there is anything at home, let Xiaoyi send a message to me at any time."

Zhao Qing nodded with a smile: "I'll talk to Senior Brother Liu, and when I go back, I will take you to visit Elder Murong who is guarding the veins." ”

The beautiful woman's slender waist twisted slightly, and Yingying bent down and said, "You don't have to be so troublesome." ”

……

Zhao Qing watched Lingzhou disappear into the sky, smacked his lips secretly, and sighed at the seductive charm of this beautiful woman.

Si He's chuckle came: "Your admiration is inevitably too worthless." ”

"How many ugly-looking cultivators are there?"

The pretty face of the white-haired girl flashed, and she teased: "The little minion wants to try a? ”

Zhao Qing said silently: "How can a have a fox girl's fragrance?" ”

Si He sneered: "Serve with all your heart, and the master will reward you." ”

Zhao Qing selectively ignored Si He's taunt and went straight to the Bloody Clothes Building in the south of Changshengfang.

·

It was still the familiar vermilion lacquer pavilion, and even at night, there were scattered monks coming in and out of the commercial building.

Zhao Qing nodded lightly, responding to the words of several receiving nuns, and then raised his head and swept the wooden steps that stretched and turned, and stepped up.

After a stick of incense.

On the third floor, in Liu Zijing's meditation room, the night pearls placed at random exude a dim light.

The two blood jades were placed on the table by the young man, and Liu Zijing was puzzled: "Haven't you already condensed all the treasures needed to build the foundation realm?" ”

"Why do you need this heart?"

Zhao Qing smiled bitterly: "If you want to use the blood demon in the heart of the heart as an auxiliary refining weapon, after the materials are collected, you have to rely on the senior brother to introduce a refining master." ”

The eyes of this Jindan young man flashed with a look of surprise, and he nodded and smiled: "There are two refiners of the Yuan Infant Realm in the Xuling City of the Seven Xia Kingdom, and they will take you around when the time comes." ”

Shen Mo pushed the door in with a few spirit peaches, leaned on the table at random and sighed: "The peach orchard of Changshengfang has just opened this year, and there are many monks around there. ”

"Shang Chan waited for half an hour to buy this."

Zhao Qing looked at this blood-clothed senior brother who was also in the realm of foundation building, and responded with a smile: "When I went to Taoyuan last year, there weren't too many monks waiting. ”

He had some impressions of this Shang Chan, she was a reception nun in the Blood Cloak Building of the Changsheng Workshop, and he and his aunt had met when they first came.

Liu Zijing casually threw a spirit peach to Zhao Qing, then picked up another one and took a bite, and said vaguely: "Strange to say, the peaches in the Changshengfang can refine the meridians, but the willows under the desert have no effect. ”

"I don't know what is hidden in the secret realm of the ruins of the Immortal Sword."

Zhao Qing nodded silently, feeling Si He's words, and helped her to ask, "I don't know what is in the ruins of the 100,000 mountains?" ”

"It's not a treasure, it's just some ruins, it should be a trial secret realm left by the Ancient Immortal Sect." Liu Zijing shook his head and said.

"What do you call it...... Ruyi Immortal Sect? ”

"The withered willows under the desert, the peaches of the Changshengfang, the ruined secret realm in the 100,000 mountains...... These three sites should belong to the same case. ”

"The Taoist friends of the Cui Yuanlou have made a record, and they will be able to see it after the meeting of the Immortal Sword."

He pondered silently for a moment.

He added: "There are a lot of Yuanying Jindan who went to the Immortal Sword this time, and when you enter the secret realm of the ruins, you can follow behind with Shen Mo and the rest of the foundation." ”

"Haven't you always been curious about Fenghuang Tower?"

"This time, I invited a disciple of the Phoenix Emperor to accompany me...... After all, when it comes to grass and wood demon cultivation, you have to ask the Fenghuang lineage, who is also a demon cultivator, to help solve your doubts. ”

When Liu Zijing's words fell, Shen Mo looked at Zhao Qing again and smiled: "We don't need to pay attention to these, just wait around the Spirit Peach Mother Tree and practice with peace of mind." ”

"If there is also a withered peach under the Changsheng Fang, it will attract its residual vitality into the body, and it should have a good nourishing effect on the meridians and Daoji."

Zhao Qing nodded and said, "Then I'll follow the senior brother, and I have to rely on the senior brother to take care of it." ”

At this moment, the communication jade on his body swayed with spiritual energy.

Before Zhao Qing could take it out and check it, Shen Mo also had the fluctuation of the communication jade emanating from his body......

The two of them looked at each other, then took them out to look at each other.

It's the red lime of Tianxiang Building.

"You and Shen Mo come to the Immortal Sword first, and I, Kong Yang, and Xian Ning are all here."

Zhao Qing: ......

Fiber condensation is Luo Xinning, who is his opponent when the blood clothes are assessed...... Recently, he has just returned from leaving the country, and he has already passed the assessment of the Nine Swords Building in the country.

Shen Mo glanced at the communication jade, then looked at Liu Zijing and said with a smile: "Red Lemon, let's go to the Immortal Sword first." ”

"Xu is the beloved disciple of the head of Chen's family has just been inherited, and he wants Luo Xianning to take this opportunity to get acquainted with us."

Liu Zijing smiled and nodded.

"Then you will go to the Immortal Sword first, and I will go with the other Daoists later."

……

The cold moon is like a flocculent, and the frost is born.

Outside the Immortal Sword Mountain Gate, several miscellaneous disciples were gossiping boredly.

"The day before yesterday, I heard from Senior Brother Neimen that the head of Qianyuan Palace came to our Immortal Sword as a guest."

"Is that the only Yuan Infant Realm female cultivator in the Chu Kingdom?"

"Senior brother, the Queen Mother inevitably realized that a few streams of light fell on the back mountain that day, and it didn't look like the spirit boat of our immortal sword."

"In addition to the people of Qianyuan Palace, there is also a purple light and a bright spirit boat falling, which is extremely imposing...... I don't know which sect's predecessor came, and it should also be a primitive old monster. ”

"Pan'er, why don't you speak?" A young woman in the middle of Qi training smiled and patted the girl on the shoulder.

"Huh!?"

The girl named Liu Pan was taken aback, and she said hesitantly, "It's okay...... It's just that I don't know much about the things in the sect, so it's good for Pan'er to listen. ”

A male cultivator laughed and said, "Senior sister, don't disturb the little girl Sichun." ”

When Liu Pan heard this, he couldn't help but blush, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother is making fun of Pan'er again...... It's just a little homesick. ”

"Yo Yo Yo!"

"Our Pan'er is also twelve years old, and it is time to talk about marriage in the ordinary world for two years, is there a man you like, senior sister will talk and make peace for you?"

Liu Panying pursed her lips, silently turned around and squatted on the ground, ignoring her sister's teasing.

If you talk about men...... The gentlest and handsome man she has ever seen in her life is the husband of Sister Qinghuan.

Their family has the grace of reinventing themselves, but unfortunately they will never see each other again......

"Okay, okay, don't make fun of Pan'er, the little girl doesn't tease."

"Then again, how come there are so many seniors visiting these days?"

"How do I know?"

"It is rumored in the sect that the head of our Immortal Sword, Chen, is about to break the infant and turn into a god, and they are all here to say goodbye."

"How did I hear that...... Is it here to help the boss break through the realm? ”

"O god! I don't know if it's possible to advance to that level in this life......"

"Wishful thinking!"

"Don't laugh! Someone's coming! ”

……

At this moment, on the spiraling path outside the Immortal Sword Mountain Gate, a thin figure came slowly.

In the hazy night, I can only barely see clearly...... This person is a small bald head, with red lips and white teeth, and his height is not as tall as Liu Pangao.

"I can't see through the realm of cultivation! Could it be that it is the late stage of Qi training? ”

"It's not...... It is the sixth layer of Qi training. ”

Outside the mountain gate, the only miscellaneous disciple who practiced the sixth layer of qi said in a low voice.

Finally, the little monk came to the front......

It looks like he is only eleven or twelve years old, but his cultivation has already reached the terrifying sixth level of Qi cultivation!

For miscellaneous disciples, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fantasy.

Liu Pan, whom they often joke, has just now condensed into his body......

"Fellow Daoists, the little monk is polite."

The little monk said simply.

On his thin body, a string of extremely exaggerated prayer beads hung from his body, and a wine gourd pinned to his waist.

The male cultivator on duty looked the little bald head in front of him up and down, and said, "Xu Ping has seen Daoyou." ”

"If you want to worship the Immortal Sword Cultivator, you can stay in the workshop temporarily, and you will recruit disciples at the beginning of spring after the year."

Hearing this, the little monk looked down at the tips of his shoes, and shook his head with a smile: "No, no, no." ”

"The little monk doesn't want to join your sect, he just travels."

The nun who had just made fun of Liu Pan was curious: "Travel? ”

"Travel."

"The little monk Yayoi, under the guidance of his senior brother, has come to travel to the Ruyi Immortal Sect."

The female cultivator couldn't help but be stunned: "Ruyi Immortal Sect!?" ”

She glanced at her senior brother, who was also puzzled, and said with a wry smile: "I'm afraid that the little monk didn't make a mistake, this is the Immortal Sword Sect." ”

"As for the Ruyi Immortal Sect, we haven't heard of it. Aren't you from Chu? Even the Immortal Sword can go wrong......"

A smile appeared on the little monk's face.

"The little monk is not wrong, all the Taoist friends just need to report it, and say that there is a monk named Yayoi waiting outside the mountain gate."

Listening to the words of the little bald head, several miscellaneous disciples couldn't help but look at each other.

Liu Pan still said softly: "Yayoi...... Fellow Daoists. ”

"We're just miscellaneous disciples, not those senior brothers on duty, and we don't know who to call to report."

She was silent for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "Many senior brothers in the sect have all listened to the sermon in the Dharma Hall, and they haven't appeared for three days. ”

Didn't show up for three days?

The little monk pondered silently for a moment, looked up at the night, looked at the girl in front of him carefully, and nodded slightly: "Since this is the case, the little monk just waits." ”

In this way, the little monk turned around and walked into the distance, leaned quietly on the bluestone, and took off the wine gourd on his waist.

"This monk still drinks ......"

"Silence!"

Yayoi turned a deaf ear to the gossip in his ear, and after he took a sip of wine, he looked at Liu Pan and smiled: "Little junior sister, do you have a sweetheart?" ”

"Hey! You little bald head! Where is it like to be a monk? Who is your sister? The female cultivator of the Immortal Sword protected Liu Pan by her side and said softly.

Yayoi groaned slightly, and then said, "The little monk has a little bit of marriage, maybe he can help you." ”

Liu Pan: ......

She quietly glanced at the little monk in the distance, and then at her senior sister.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, the senior brothers are here."

The girl hesitated for a moment, and slowly walked to the little monk who was not much different from her age, and she slowly squatted on the side of the bluestone: "Do you want to have a birthday?" ”

Yayoi shook his head with a smile, carefully wiped the mouth of the gourd with his white cuffs, and then handed it to Liu Pan: "You take a sip, and I will tell you." ”

The girl took the gourd with a red face, a little overwhelmed.

Behind him, there was a gentle cry from the senior sister: "Lewd monk! ”

After Liu Pan was silent for a long time, he gently raised his head and took a sip, only to feel that the wine was extremely spicy, as if it could burn his heart......

It's just an ordinary soju among the mundane, and it is extremely difficult to swallow compared to the spirit wine given to him by the grandparents in the town.

The little monk grinned, grabbed Liu Pan's little hand without saying anything, and pretended to look.

Those disciples of the Immortal Sword watched with a smile from a distance, and after seeing that the little bald head did not act too out of line, they just watched it for fun.

"Dare to ask the girl's name?"

"Liu Pan."

"Tut-tut." Yayoi frowned and shook her head.

"The little monk looks at your fate, and the person you are looking forward to will not be seen again."

Liu Pan nodded lightly, and did not show the slightest expression, but only made a slightly nasal voice.

"Hmmm......"

When she was about to withdraw her little hand, she only heard the little monk's words: "The little monk has traveled all over the world, but there is no sound around him, if you are willing to follow him...... There may be a solution. ”

"Poof!"

The nun in the distance couldn't help but laugh when she heard this, and she teased: "Pan'er left with you, what's the use of seeing your sweetheart again?" ”

However, unexpectedly, Liu Pan seemed to be obsessed, changing his previous coquettish and shy state.

She looked directly at Yayoi with a pair of bright eyes: "How to resolve it?" ”

Yayoi reached out and took back his wine gourd, chuckling, "If you nod your head and agree, leave with me...... The one you read will come in an instant. ”

Liu Panxiu frowned, shook her head and got up to return to her senior sister.

"We can't see each other often, forget it."

However, when her little hand twitched, Yayoi held her wrist tightly.

I only heard the little monk say again: "There is a way!" ”

"Huh!?"

Liu Pan looked back at this swaggering little bald head, and asked lightly: "What way?" ”

"The little monk crossed the sea and came here through the Tianshui Lanjiang River, and saw a person trapped in the lonely city, if you go to accompany ......"

"In the future, it is natural to have the opportunity to meet the person you are thinking of."

Tianshui Lanjiang?

Stuck in a lonely city?

Liu Pan pursed his lips and withdrew his little hand: "Senior sister called me over." ”

Behind him, the little monk looked up at the night sky, smiling and silent.

The female cultivator took Liu Pan's little hand and said, "I also crossed the sea to come, and Shendaoyu is in the East China Sea, and I have never heard of anyone who can cross the endless ocean with the cultivation in the middle stage of Qi cultivation." ”

Yayoi said with a smile: "The little monk has the help of gods and Buddhas, and he can swim in the sea and rivers of the world......"

His voice stopped abruptly, and he stood up and said to himself, "Here we are." ”

The nun wondered, "Who is coming?" ”

……

Within the Immortal Sword Sect.

Five Yujing disciples of the foundation building realm strolled around.

Luo Xianning, who had just become a disciple of the Nine Swords, was Chen Changsheng's beloved disciple, and he was introduced with a smile in front of the four of them at this moment.

"There is the Sword Pavilion over there, and only the inner disciples can go to the sword marks left by the Master of Enlightenment on weekdays."

"It's just like the Qingyun Wall of Shendaoyu, but after the last Lanqing gathering, the Qingyunbi of Shendaoyu has been cut off by Shizun with a sword."

Behind her, Zhao Qing walked side by side with Red Lime, nodding incessantly.

He couldn't help but marvel at the change in Luo Condensation...... When I met before, I was still a crazy woman.

Now that she has built a foundation, after a few more glances, she also feels that Luo Dafang is an extremely lovely female cultivator.

Si He's mockery came to his mind: "How do you think it's pleasing to the eye?" ”

Zhao Qing: ......

He glanced at the figure of the Tianxiang woman beside him, and said to himself in his heart: "Luo Xianning's weapon is still a little inferior to Red Lemon." ”

Si He: "Phew! ”

Sensing Zhao Qing's gaze, Red Lemon raised her hand slightly to cover the gauze skirt, and chuckled: "How do I compare to Fidelity?" ”

Zhao Qing groaned: "Each has its own merits. ”

"Cut~!"

Red Lime walked lightly, and didn't care about Zhao Qing's gaze.

This time, among the five foundation building cultivators of the Immortal Sword, Kong Yang talked too much nonsense, Shen Mo didn't like to joke, and only Zhao Qing made her feel that she could relieve her boredom a little.

Luo Xianning's beautiful eyes glanced at the two of them diagonally, then at Kong Yang and Shen Mo, and turned around and pointed: "Over there is the mountain gate of the Immortal Sword." ”

"Originally, it was supposed to be the outer disciples on duty, but for the convenience of many Yujing seniors, the master gathered all the disciples and went to the Dharma Hall."

"Huh? Someone ......"

Red Lemon's consciousness swept away, and he chuckled, "It's a little bald head." ”

Zhao Qing also poked out his divine sense, but there were some ripples in his eyes.

Liu Pan...... The young girl who used to study hard in the small courtyard of Huang Xuexue is now so old.

He quietly listened to Liu Pan's conversation with the little monk.

"Yayoi Michigo, what you just said is true?"

"Why do I go to Tianshui County and see the person I am reading?"

The little monk drank the liquor bitterly and said with a smile: "The world has its own fate, and every drink and peck is a certainty. ”

Zhao Qing listened to the conversation between the two and was a little unclear, so why did he still get involved in Tianshui County?

Liu Pan, a young daughter from Lanxian Town, can have a fart relationship with Tianshui......

Right now!

Kong Yang's face changed in shock, attracting the eyes of all four people.

Red Lime frowned lightly and said in disgust: "Long story short! ”

"Yayoi!"

"Walk on the ninth day of the Bodhi Tower!"