Chapter 39: The Daughter of the Head

Counting the days, Cheng Zhaozhao has been in Haoshan City for a month.

came to Haoshan City, but because Huang Laodao took over the task of Mushengmen.

Now, she is a little hesitant about whether to go to Mushengmen.

Mushengmen is a well-known sect in this radius of thousands of miles, and their Mushengmen disciples can often be seen in this Haoshan City.

They definitely have some expertise in raising spirit animals.

If she entered Mushengmen, she would have to reach a contract with Qianli, but she couldn't help but shake her head when she glanced at Qianli, who was still sad for herself in the corner.

However, I still plan to meet the deacon of Mushengmen, and then it depends on the situation.

The night was as cold as water, Cheng Zhaozhao did not enter the cultivation, but went to the bed to sleep well.

Because she found that the results of her cultivation in the early morning were several times greater than that after nightfall.

......

"Sister Shao, Sister Cheng, you guys hurry up!"

Meng Li, who was walking in front of him for thousands of miles, was overjoyed, and the hairball on his head bounced back and forth between jumps.

"It's the first time I've seen Xiao Li so happy. Cheng Zhaozhao said with a smile.

Shao Jie, who was walking side by side, quickened her pace and said: "Because the biggest sect that raises spirit beasts in Tianchu is this Musheng Sect, Xiao Li likes spirit beasts, and she has been fascinated by this sect for a long time, she has told me more than once that she wants to join this sect." It's just that I thought she was young, and I didn't agree to let her go. ”

"Although Mushengmen is not a top-level sect, it is also one of the top sects in Dongling, and if you can join, it will also be of great benefit to Xiao Li's future cultivation.

What's more, she likes spirit animals so much, her talent ...... I think it can help her make a difference in Mushengmen. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao looked at the back of the little girl in front of him and said, "Actually, she is not young anymore, she is already the king and hegemon of the clan at your age." ”

Hearing this, Shao Jie's eyes flashed: "Yes, it's actually not small." ”

At Meng Li's current age, she has already experienced such a catastrophe of life and death, but hasn't she survived it too.

It's just that maybe because of this, she wants to protect Meng Li's innocence.

It's just that this is the immortal cultivation realm, and her protection may not be really the protection......

The three of them soon arrived at the mission hall in Haoshan City, and today's mission hall was also very lively, because many monks were the same as them were the deacon who came to see Mushengmen.

The main hall of the mission hall was very spacious, and everyone stood on one side in an orderly manner, which did not affect the other monks who came to hand over the task.

The sun is shining brightly.

The cultivators waited for a long foot and a sore neck, but no one came.

Some monks couldn't wait, so they asked the steward of the mission hall on the side, "Senior Zhou, when will this deacon from Mushengmen come over?"

The steward surnamed Zhou was a middle-aged fat monk, with a very kind attitude, looked out at the sky, and said: "Usually at this time, the deacon has already arrived, and we have not received the transmission note, thinking that this deacon is delayed on the road." ”

Hearing this, the cultivators were also relieved, as long as they didn't come, it would be okay for them to stand here and wait for a while and a half.

Meng Li stood at the edge of the door with Qianli in his arms, staring outside, looking at Shao Jie like that, she just wanted to laugh.

"Sister Cheng, you see that she is a bit like Wangfu Shi. ”

"It's like ......"

In the middle of the day, when the sun was at its highest, the monk standing on the periphery finally shouted, "Here it is!"

A group of monks sitting in the corner of the mission hall hurriedly stood up, and everyone looked forward to it.

Cheng Zhaozhao also looked at the sky.

As soon as the red light flashed, I saw a peach-pink stamen flying machine slowly falling.

It's a fairy!

This made many of the male cultivators present even more excited.

Only the Zhou steward of the mission hall unconsciously wiped the sweat from his forehead.

In anticipation of everyone's expectations, the aircraft landed in the clearing, and a female cultivator of Zhuji wearing a brown robe came, followed by a young female cultivator in pink clothes.

Steward Zhou hurriedly greeted him: "Deacon Ye, why are you here this time?"

"Why, aren't you happy to see this deacon?" the nun looked a little cold.

"No, no, there is no such thing. I'm just afraid that the hospitality will be inadequate, and Deacon Ye will be burdened by you. Steward Zhou hurriedly leaned over and saluted.

The nun walked straight inside, and when she passed by Steward Zhou, she said, "I don't need you to follow me this time, you just need to take care of the one behind you." ”

Steward Zhou hurriedly looked back, looking at the slim female cultivator looking at everything around curiously, with a happy look, and couldn't help asking, "Deacon Ye, I don't know who that one is?"

"The daughter of the head of this family, Shen Jiao. ”

Hearing this, the steward was alarmed, and he hurriedly leaned over and said, "Yes, yes, thank you Deacon Ye for mentioning it." ”

"No need to make a statement. ”

"Yes, yes. ”

After all, the Zhou steward of the mission hall is also a person with some experience, the daughter of the head of the Musheng Sect, even if she is only a qi cultivator now, she is also a master who has to be carefully served, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "This little friend, please come here." ”

Seeing that Zhou was in charge of the matter, he left a foundation building monk alone, and turned to take care of the female cultivator who practiced qi in the back, although the cultivators were puzzled, they could also see that the identity of the female cultivator behind was extraordinary.

Shao Jie had seen this Deacon Ye, and introduced: "The deacons who come here every month in Mushengmen are different, this time this senior's surname is Ye, the Taoist name is Zhiqing, her spirit pet is a phantom spirit butterfly, I was fortunate to see it once, it is really beautiful." During that time, I also went to the market every day to find the spirit butterfly. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao was terrified when she heard the phantom spirit butterfly, the first thing she thought of was how big a wriggling caterpillar it must have been before becoming a butterfly, and she really had no interest in the spirit beast of the Kunling class.

In other words, Chisato is an eagle, I don't know if it eats caterpillars?

She had already thought that if she encountered these demon beasts in the future, the first thing she would do was to throw Chisato out.

Qianli, who was in Meng Li's arms, suddenly shuddered.

Sure enough, without feathers, it is easy to get cold.

When this Deacon Ye passed by, there was a faint fragrance of flowers wafting by, which was refreshing.

When she arrived at a high platform specially prepared for Deacon Mushengmen in the Mission Hall, this Deacon Ye stood there, so that every monk could see her face clearly.

Most of the female cultivators in the immortal cultivation world are beautiful, and this Deacon Ye is no exception, but there is a faint impatience between her eyebrows, which makes the monks present a little cramped.

"Those who have not entered the Tao come forward first. ”

Deacon Ye took out a disc-type spirit jade, and as soon as she took it out, Cheng Zhaozhao stared at the piece of spirit jade tightly.

This is the spirit jade!

It was the same as the one she had seen in her visions, except that the ones in her visions seemed to be bigger and more exquisite.

This is to re-examine the spiritual root for those immortal cultivators who have not yet entered the immortal path.

At that moment, the group of ignorant and lovely young boys and girls walked over one by one.