Favor one over the other, treat it differently?

Qingchen was furious, even the disciples of the outer courtyard could fly up with the sword, why couldn't she?

Go to your heart, and your soul will be spiritual.

Qingchen crossed his waist, and before his other hand touched Tianji, he heard Tianji's cold contempt come into his mind.

"Fool! I can't overcome this little thing, and I fantasize about going to the fairy garden for trial. Don't tell anyone that you're my master, I'm afraid of losing face!"

"Heavenly Machine! Do you still have humanity! Even if they are inhumane, even you ......."

"I'm not human, so I don't have humanity! Hurry up and give me less nonsense!"

You...... You guys...... Wait for me!

An hour later......

Qingchen panted like a cow, his eyes were full of stars, one hand was holding his waist, and the other hand was stretched forward in a straight line, as if asking someone for help.

And someone was sitting in the Yuheng Hall at this time sipping fragrant tea, where could he see the hand asking for help.

But the guards saw her, and when they saw her behaving strangely, they stared at her over and over again. Seeing that she didn't behave out of the ordinary, the disciple guarding the door got out of the way, thinking that there were still fools climbing the Yuheng Hall on foot in these years, which was really rare!

After the disciple finished checking, Qingchen's breath was smoothed out, and his legs were no longer sore. She slowly raised her feet and stepped up the last step and asked the disciple, "Is there a flower on my head?"

The disciple at the gate looked inexplicable and shook his head.

"No, what are you looking at?"

The person is not big, but the temper is quite big, he must be a disciple of the Cangshan Immortal Sect, and he is not polite. The disciple guarding the door was neither arrogant nor humble, and asked each other politely: "The disciple takes the liberty to ask, who is Your Excellency?"

Qingchen was stunned for a moment, no wonder she had been looking at her for so long, it turned out that Qingyun's disciples didn't know about her existence?

"My Hall of Eternal Life. Here's the credential!"

The disciple guarding the door saw the green jade in her hand clearly, and immediately bent down to salute, "It was originally a junior uncle, and the disciple was clumsy." ”

"It's okay, I haven't officially worshiped the immortal gate yet. By the way, where are the gods?"

"The Divine Venerable, the Master, and the Three Venerables have been waiting in the Yuheng Hall for a long time. ”

"Have you waited for a long time?" Qingchen added, in order to save his face, "I climbed up, and I must not be as fast as their sword." ”

Hearing this, the disciple of the gate guard asked in surprise, "Why did Uncle Junior come up on foot?" Although hiking helps to strengthen the body, this Jade Heng Hall Heavenly Rank is really higher. ”

She doesn't want to hike either. It's not because Feng Wuwei said that worshipping immortals must be sincere.

"Sanzun said that this is the rule of Qingyun Worship Immortal Gate. ”

I see! The disciple did not dare to say much, but said, "No wonder...... Uncle Xiao, please!"

No wonder? That disciple's expression was obviously not like this. Could it be that he was tricked by Feng Wuwei again?

This bastard is really spontaneous!

Thinking that he had been teased twice by him, Qingchen was angry, and raised his feet and rushed in the direction guided by the disciple guarding the door.

The first thing she did when she entered the temple was to find out where Feng Wuwei was.

That guy may have a weak heart, and when he saw her come in, he excused himself to run away.

"Where are the three deities going, why don't we go together!"

Qingchen was shocked by his words.

Feng Wuwei was successfully nailed to the spot by her.

"Little ...... Little junior sister, isn't that good?"

"What's wrong? The three can even use serious things like the Hundred Immortals Conference and the Immortal Worship Gate to tease me, but it's just going to the toilet together, what are you afraid of!"

Feng Wuwei didn't expect this girl to dare to say that no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't resist it.

"Huh...... I'm just joking to ease the atmosphere, little sister doesn't have to take it seriously. ”

"Are you kidding?"

Wu Yazi was still a little unacceptable to Qingchen's behavior, and when he heard the reason, he suddenly became angry.

"Wuwei, what Qingchen said is true?"

"What's the matter, I want to tease her when I see that she has a temperament that resembles my junior sister, who knows if she is serious!" Feng Wuwei shrugged casually and sat back in his chair.

These are two things that are not related to each other, but when Feng Wuwei said this, Wu Yazi was speechless.

Qingchen subconsciously looked at Jun Yi, who was silent.

It seems that every time this person is mentioned, he or Feng Wuwei will become very calm. Qingchen guessed that Qingyun Immortal Venerable was probably the knot in their hearts, a person who couldn't be mentioned but remembered from time to time.

The hall fell silent.

Qingchen was about to say something to break the deadlock, when he heard the voice of the disciple's announcement from outside the hall gate.

"The head of the family, the head of Cangshan Xianmen Jia, the head of Sanjiang Xianmen Jiang has arrived!"

Hearing the sound, Wu Yazi glanced at Feng Wuwei, so he quickly tidied up his robe and got up to greet him, "Please!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard a hearty laugh coming from outside the temple door. "Oh, they're all old friends, they're still so polite, it's been a long time since I've seen Brother Feng!"

"Brother Mo Bei has been gone for a long time!

The two of them held hands and pulled each other into their seats. Suddenly, a dissatisfied voice came from behind him.

"Why just invite Master Jiang to sit, is the head of the wind biased?" Jia Zhuang was shy, with his hands behind his back, standing in the center of the hall and looking at the two greetings, his face full of displeasure.

If Jiang Mobei hadn't moved out of the way, no one would have thought that there was a Cangshan head Jia Zhuang standing behind him.

Jia Zhuang was short, fat, and dressed like a rich boy in the town, and at first glance he thought he was going to play a harlequin.

Qingchen couldn't hold back and laughed.

Jia Zhuang's face turned purple in an instant, and a sharp light burst out of his triangular eyes and swept towards the person who was laughing at him, and he was about to get angry, when he heard Wuyazi invite him.

"Master Jia, please take a seat. ”

"Hmph!" Jia Zhuang was furious in his heart, and walked to the place that Wuyazi pointed out to him and sat down.

"Look at the tea!"

After the fragrant tea and fruit cake were presented, everyone tasted some tea, and was about to start the topic, when they saw Jia Zhuang put down the tea cup heavily, and looked at Wuyazi very unhappily.

Wu Yazi knew that Jia Zhuang had always loved to play music and liked to be noble in front of people, and he deliberately put aside the tea cup when everyone wanted to talk about business, just to want everyone to pay attention to him.

"What is Master Jia's opinion?"

"I can't talk about it!" Jia Zhuang saw that Wuyazi was still quite knowledgeable, and his words were quite polite. "The matter of our discussion is very high, and I am afraid it is not appropriate to keep irrelevant people. ”

"Irrelevant people?" Wu Yazi pretended not to know, "There is no one in the palace who is the head of the Jia family. ”

"Oh, no, and who is she?"

"Who is she, haven't you seen it a long time ago, what is pretending!" Feng Wuwei grabbed him.

"I think about it, she is the inner disciple appointed by the three deities, right? Since she is a disciple, she should have the rules of a disciple, how can she be allowed to listen to it on such an occasion?"

Seeing that Feng Wuwei and Jia Zhuang were about to be anxious again, Jiang Mobei hurriedly spoke out to persuade peace: "Two of you, don't be impatient first, if you have something to say." Master Jia, this is the disciple of the Qingyun Immortal Sect, they have their own arrangements, it is enough for us to worry about our own disciples!"

After speaking, he turned his head to persuade Feng Wuwei, "Sanzun is still the same, still childlike, but the fire is slightly stronger than before." To be young is to be good!"