Chapter Seventy-Seven: What a
"Good fortune what?"
"It took a hundred and eighty years of hard cultivation for others to break through the Divine Consciousness Realm, how long did it take you?"
Qingchen was overjoyed in his heart, ignoring his tone, "Is this a good thing?"
"Of course, there is no one in ten thousand, no one is unsurpassed, is Gao unhappy?"
"Tianji, you are really ...... If you want to praise me, you can praise me. ”
Tianji reached out and hugged the back of his head and lay down. "Tell me, you want to ask me something. ”
Qingchen smiled and said seriously: "I just entered the Divine Consciousness Realm, and I saw a small fireball in the dantian, and the spiritual power contained in the fireball far exceeded my expectations, I want to know, this little fireball ......"
"You suspect it's the one you ate?"
"Yes, but how did it become a ball? At first I suspected that he was Manzer. ”
Tianji pondered for a moment and said, "I can't see it, I can't tell what it is just by what you say, do you feel uncomfortable?"
"That's not true, I saw with my own eyes that the two spiritual powers are safe and complement each other!"
"Does he know about it?"
Qingchen shook his head, "I don't know if he knows." ”
"That'...... Don't tell him yet. Since there is nothing to do in your body, you can observe again. ”
"Good. ”
"Do you still practice? If you don't practice, I'll go to sleep. Tianji's voice was lazy again.
"Don't practice, you can take the enchantment. ”
"He's not coming back tonight, sleep for you!"
How do you know he's not coming back, why did Jun Yi go?
Jun Yi was hiding somewhere at this time, when suddenly his nose itched, and a sneeze was very loud.
A figure in front of him heard the sound and moved, followed the source of the sound to search nearby, and used his sword to flick the corner of the wall, and after finding nothing, he left with a sigh.
Jun Yi stood in the treetops and watched the man enter the small pavilion, and then looked at the people who entered and exited through the door.
Half an hour later, he looked up at the sky, and saw that the people who had gone in had not come out, so he left.
When Jun Yi returned to the inn, it was already the beginning of the morning, and he habitually went to see Qingchen first, only to find that there was an enchantment in her house.
The aura is familiar, but it is not Qingchen's.
This is a heavenly machine!
Jun Yi smiled helplessly, seeing that it was too late to disturb her dream, so she went back to her house.
I'm going back to Qingyun Mountain today.
Early in the morning, Qingchen was waiting at the door of Jun Yi's house.
Before going to bed last night, she remembered that she had missed other things, and wanted to buy them before returning to Qingyun Mountain.
Fortunately, Jun Yi didn't let her wait too long.
The two went downstairs for breakfast, and Qingchen took the time to ask him when he would return to Qingyun Mountain.
After hearing this, Jun Yi replied: "Do you still need anything? If not, take the beef jerky and the pot and go back." ”
"Yes, let's go back later, shall we?"
"Don't get in the way, I'll go when you're done eating. ”
"Howler!"
After dinner, the two left the inn.
Qingchen moved quickly, and after shopping, he took the beef jerky by the way, and only the pot was left.
The pot handle was opposite to where she was, and the two turned back to fetch the pot together.
As soon as the two of them arrived and walked to the door of the pot handle, they heard a familiar voice coming out.
"You're a hoarder!"
The loud voice of the pot handle sounded: "Do you like to buy it!"
Taking advantage of this gap, the two walked into the grass house side by side, and the people inside were stunned when they saw the people who came in.
The pot handle immediately left Zong Ruo, greeted him, and said to Qingchen: "The girl came on time, and the things you want have been ready." ”
Zong Ruo looked Qingchen up and down when he heard the sound, and thought that she could afford it? That piece of fine iron itself is not much, if she has already shared her share, then how can she use it enough.
"What did you call her?"
"What's the matter with you, is there something wrong with you little girl?" the pot handle glared at her angrily, walked to the corner of the house and took out the pot to show Qingchen.
"Girl, please take a look. ”
Zong Ruo stood behind the pot handle, he couldn't see it, so he moved over, just passed in front of Jun Yi, looked up at him, saw him looking over, bowed his head shyly and timidly, and walked over quickly.
When she saw the thing clearly, her voice suddenly rose an octave, and she pointed to the pot and said, "You used fine iron to beat such a broken thing?"
I don't know who is scolding this sentence.
The pot handle and Qingchen looked up at her at the same time.
Even Jun Yi, who was standing a little farther away, looked over.
There was a sudden silence in the cottage.
Zong Ruo felt that the atmosphere was wrong, so he swept the three of them away, and his attitude was disapproving: "Refined iron is so valuable that it can only be used to forge weapons, and it is used to make this thing that I don't know what it is, isn't it a waste?"
This little girl commanded from the moment she entered the door, and said in front of Qingchen Junyi what he had built.
The pot handle was out of breath, his nostrils were panting like a cow, he stuffed the pot into Qingchen's hand, pointed to the gate of the grass house, and yelled at Zong Ruo: "You get out of here, where do you come from!"
"You! How dare you scold me?"
"You've come to smash my signboard, I can't scold you yet?"
"How can I!" Xu is has never met anyone who speaks harshly to her since she was a child, Zong Ruo's eyes turned red, and he ran to Jun Yi and cried: "Childe...... He bullied me, and you can't stand idly by. ”
Jun Yi raised his eyebrows when he heard this, his dark pupils slanted slightly, and the bottom of his eyes was cold.
"Oh, why can't I just sit idly by?"
Zong Ruo was stunned, and was shocked by his indifferent eyes, and stepped back a little.
"I ...... I ......"
What am I?
In fact, Zong Ruo himself didn't know why she said that. The first time she saw this son, she knew that he was from the Xianmen, although he covered his face, but through his eyes, Zong Ruo also recognized that he was very human.
Since she is a person from the Xianmen, she is nothing more than a person from several major Xianmen, she doesn't know who this person is, but as long as she is a person from the Xianmen, seeing that she, the only eldest lady of the Xianmen, is being bullied outside, they can't ignore it.
But this boy doesn't seem to be easy to talk to.
It's good to talk and it's also a disciple of the Immortal Sect, and she doesn't have to salute when she sees her father.
"You!" Zong Ruo raised his hand and pointed at Jun Yi, raising her noble chin, "Since you are a disciple of the Immortal Sect, it is naturally your responsibility to protect the only heir of the Immortal Sect of the Sect." Of course, my dad won't treat you badly. ”
Dossier Immortal Gate?
The villagers in the town don't know, and he doesn't know.
The location of this small town at the foot of the mountain extends in all directions, connecting the immortal gates of all sizes in the fairy world, like the existence of a passing array.
The purchasing disciples of various immortal sects would often come to him to buy some materials and go back to cultivate swords, among which was the dossier immortal sect.
The sect master of the Immortal Sect of the Dossier only had one daughter in his life, and he loved it like a pearl in his palm. According to rumors, this woman is pampered, unreasonable, and the person she sees in front of her is very consistent with the rumored image.
The pot handle's brows twisted almost imperceptibly, although he was extremely reluctant in his heart, he didn't want to entangle with someone like Zong Ruo.
"You are Miss Zong, you let these two go, and I'll give you something." ”
That's the case, Zong Ruo still doesn't give up.