"Senior Brother Zhang, I brought her back, where will I place her?" the male monk pushed Su Zijing in front.

Zhang Yunan waved his hand: "I've seen it all in the neighborhood, just her alive, and when she returns, just put her in a mortal village and let someone adopt her." ”

"Why don't you talk to a real person?"

"This little thing is still troublesome for a real person to come forward, I think you are full of food!" Zhang Yunan scolded.

The male monk's shoulders shrunk and smiled flatteringly: "Senior Brother Zhang's lesson is that I am short-sighted, how can I have such a well-informed senior brother, please don't be angry, I will definitely learn more from my senior brothers in the future." ”

"Hmph! Since you brought it back, that person will be handed over to you to deal with! I still have important business, so I'll go first!" Zhang Yunan flicked his sleeves and stepped on the flying sword and walked away.

After he walked away, the monk immediately showed his original form, snorted in the direction he left, and muttered: "What is there to be proud of! I am almost eighty years old and still in the middle stage of foundation building, I am only thirty, and I have already completed the initial stage of foundation building, and after two years, I don't know who will call whom senior brother!"

Su Zijing looked at him with her head tilted her head and listened attentively to what he said.

As soon as the male monk lowered his head, he saw a pair of round eyes, thinking that he had just been caught talking badly about people, he immediately became embarrassed, and he rewarded Su Zijing with a burst of anger.

"You are a little bit and you don't understand, what are you listening to! It's really a blood mold, why did you let me dig you up, offended Senior Brother Zhang, and picked up a mess! Where are you going to find a place for you to adopt? Just throw you back!"

Su Zijing's still stupid appearance made the male monk speechless, rubbed his fingers slightly painful, and said in disgust: "Isn't your head made of dark iron?

The monk, who had not received any answer, completely shut up, glanced at Su Zijing with disgust, took her to his tent and went to do something else.

After he left, Su Zijing looked left and right in the tent, found a comfortable place, lay up, rubbed the soft cushion comfortably, and fell asleep as soon as his eyes were closed.

When the male monk came back, he saw this picture, the little girl curled up on the futon she usually cultivated, and her brows were furrowed when she fell asleep, looking frightened, making him feel that he was not excessive, he was still an immortal cultivator, and it was too ungraceful to treat a child like this!

He thought about it, took it out of his sleeve, took out a transparent ball the size of a goose egg, walked over and pulled out Su Zijing's hand on his head and put it on the transparent ball.

Slowly, the ball began to change color, and a brilliant and clear blue light shot out of the ball, imprinted on the top of the tent and reflected back, illuminating the entire tent space blue.

"Ding~"

The friar's mouth opened wide in surprise, and he didn't even notice that the transparent ball had fallen to the ground, and he only came back to his senses when the blue faded.

Looking at the little girl who was still asleep, he was dumbfounded, suddenly stood up, ran out like a gust of wind, and shouted as he ran: "Found the treasure, found the treasure......"

Su Zijing was frightened and woke up from her sleep, her eyes at this time were very different from what the male monk had seen, her scarlet eyes looked around angrily, she raised her leg and overturned the nearest table to herself, and after a crackling sound, Su Zijing remembered where she was, her expression changed instantly, and she looked stupid again, sitting on the mat with her chin in her hands, motionless.

And the male monk here ran and jumped all the way, breaking into the cultivation room of Fuguang Zhenren like crazy.

The disciple guarding outside the door stopped him, "This is a place for real people to cultivate, if there is anything to inform us in advance, we will go in and report it." ”

The male monk's face was full of surprise, and he stammered and shouted: "Senior brother, I've found a treasure, quickly notify the real person, and go with me." ”

"What baby, let you lose your temper like this? It's an immortal cultivator, don't lose the face of my Yuanxian Sect!"

The male monk took a few deep breaths and explained his intentions: "Senior brother, I really don't lie to you, I picked up a person, it's a big baby, I just measured it with a spirit measuring stone, her spiritual root has no impurities, a good seedling that is rare in a hundred years! ”

Before the two disciples could answer, the door of the cultivation room suddenly opened, and when the three of them blinked again, a man suddenly appeared in front of them.

The three of them hurriedly saluted: "Meet the real person!"

"What you said is true?" Fu Guangzhen's coercion locked on the male monk, quietly waiting for him to answer.

The male monk was sweating profusely, and the coercion of the Yuanying monk was like the gap between an elephant and a mouse to him in the early stage of foundation building, so that he could not afford any resistance.

"Real person, where is she still with me, is it true or not, real people can go and see it, even if the disciple has great courage, he will not dare to tease the real person. ”

"Lead the way!" Fuguang Zhenren strode ahead with his hands behind his back.

The monk hurriedly followed, and the two guards at the door looked at it, but they could only resist their curiosity and continue to stand at the door.

"Real person, my tent is the one in front, and the little doll is inside. ”

After hearing this, Fuguang Zhenren teleported to the door of the tent, and lifted the curtain to wake up Su Zijing, who was dozing off, and his scarlet eyes slowly turned black after seeing the comer.

Fuguang Zhenren's eyes narrowed slightly, took out the spirit stone and put it in front of Su Zijing, and said without refusal: "Put your hand on it!"

Su Zijing looked at him stupidly, as if she couldn't understand him.

Fukihiro repeated again: "Put your hands on it!"

"Real person, this girl was scared stupid, she hasn't returned to her soul yet, I'll come, I'll come!" The male monk hurriedly ran in and put Su Zijing's hand on the spirit stone.

Seeing the same blue light as just now, the male monk breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that the spirit stone he bought was a fake, and the test was not accurate.

Fuguang Zhenren changed his appearance as a master when the beam of light shot out, and stared at Su Zijing with bright eyes.

Su Zi silently tilted his head towards the male monk until he couldn't see the real person.

Does she think that if she can't see others, others can't see her?

Seeing her childish appearance, the real person chuckled softly, and then ecstasy, looking up to the sky and laughing endlessly.

"Girl, would you like to go back with the old man?" Fuguang Zhenren tried to smile kindly, for fear of frightening Su Zijing.

Su Zijing tilted her head, still looking at him like that.

Seeing this, the male monk hurriedly said: "Yes, of course I am willing, following a real person is something that my generation of immortal cultivators dream of, how could she not be willing?

The male monk pressed Su Zijing's head and saluted, Fuguang Zhenren couldn't take care of it at this time, it was the right thing to put this good seedling under his name, and it didn't matter whether the person concerned was willing to accept it or not.

"Since you have agreed, then you will be the old man's apprentice, and when you go back, tell the master, the old man will officially accept you as a disciple, follow up, and the old man will take you to arrange a residence!"