The kid in that mouth is Mosang.

After participating in the birthday banquet of Taishang Zhenren, the three people of Zhongnan Mountain left from the Wuji Palace, and the Yuqing Zhenren took Chengze Xianjun, that is, the eighth senior brother of Mosang, to the Northern Wilderness to ask for good wine.

Although Mo Sang worships under the Yuqing Zhenren, his age is really much worse than that of several senior brothers and sisters, Mo said that his eighth senior brother is 90,000 years older than him, and even the eldest disciple of Chengze Immortal is 10,000 years older than him, which is really a confusing generation.

On that day, Yuqingzhen called Mo Sang to him and said, "I heard that the teacher has recently accepted a female disciple named Qinghuan. ”

If Cheng Zejun was present, he would definitely roll his eyes: It is clear that you yourself stuffed it to me, and it is difficult to disobey the master's order.

He also said, "Before I saw the face of this little apprentice's granddaughter, I heard that she was sick, Chen Yu, do you know what kind of illness this is?"

Mosan: "......"

The master cultivates the path of leisure, and the cultivation is a free and easy, because of freedom, sometimes it is inevitable that some children have a heart and like to play tricks on others.

Fortunately, everyone in Zhongnan Mountain is used to it, and Mo Sang knew that the master was asking knowingly, so he answered truthfully.

"......" was just about to speak, stunned for a moment, if according to the seniority, Mo Sang is the uncle of Qinghuan, and he wants to call her "nephew", but this title is really a bit ......

Seeing that Mo Sang was silent for a long time, Yu Qingzhen looked like a gossip about watching a good show, and urged him: "En?"

Mo Sang said: "The newly accepted disciple of the eighth senior brother is not sick and infected, but the miasma has invaded the body, and he is unwell for a while, and he can recover in a few days." ”

Yuqing Zhenren really deserves the title of "old naughty boy", and he wants to make fun of him: "Eighth Senior Brother's newly accepted disciple?" Breaking his fingers word by word, "The whole eight words, it is troublesome and cumbersome to call, according to your generation, if you are embarrassed to call a nephew, just call him by his name, the word Qinghuan, but also listen." ”

Mo Sang's brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't refute anything.

Yuqing Zhenren urged the narrow: "The southwest corner of Zhongnan Mountain, full of miasma, mysterious, is a forbidden area for people who cultivate immortals, if you don't arrive in time this time, the hero saves the beauty, presumably the old man's little apprentice granddaughter must be hanging by a thread, so it seems that Chen Yu and you are quite fateful." ”

"......" the corners of Mo Sang's mouth twitched.

Yuqing Zhenren said: "Even so, from tomorrow onwards, you don't want to live alone in Xuanqing Ruins, so as not to be lonely, so you can move to Chengze and Duanyun Mansion." ”

Mo Sang's eyes widened: "Move to Duanyun Mansion?"

Although Yuqing Zhenren was too lazy to choose a name for his lineage, if the place where he lived was nameless, it would not be good, so he thought of a name for Xuanqingxu.

And Duanyun Mansion is a courtyard that Chengze Xianshang is afraid that his disciples will quarrel with Shizun Qingxiu, so he opened another courtyard, although it is called by different names, but the two places are just a wall apart.

Yu Qingzhen nodded: "After three days, you will have to retreat and cultivate as a teacher, and if you don't have one hundred and eighty years, you won't get out of the customs, and it's not a matter for you to stay in this Xuanqing Ruins by yourself." ”

The corners of Mo Sang's mouth twitched.

Yu Qingzhen continued: "When you go to Duanyun Mansion, you can listen to the teachings of your eighth senior brother and practice with your nephews." ”

"......" Mo Sang was speechless, so he had to answer: "Yes, Master." ”

Yuqing Zhenren chattered endlessly: "Since you have inherited the identity of an elder, you must not be slow to take care of these fellow disciples on weekdays, especially the only apprentice granddaughter of the teacher." ”

Mo Sang had no other way but to nod.

Yuqing Zhenren smiled happily and said three "good" words in a row.

When Mo Sang retreated and went back to pack his luggage, the jade real person flashed and climbed over the wall, which was "Duanyun Mansion".

It couldn't be closer.

Senior Brother Gong Zhengwen didn't know that the sixth senior sister was injured by miasma, and thought that he was too strict during this time, which caused the little junior sister to get sick, thinking about it later, after all, the little junior sister is a woman, not as thick as these men, the skin and flesh are thick and durable, although it is for the sake of the little junior sister, it is indeed not in a hurry.

Because of the guilt in his heart, the senior brother had to come to greet him almost every time, and ordered the third junior brother with the best cooking skills to make some nourishing soup for the little junior sister.

Qing Huan drank Liuquan Tonic Soup for a few days, and the whole person was not good, Xu was overnourishing, his body was hot, and he had nosebleeds.

Whether it is the greetings of the senior brother or the tonic soup of the third senior brother, she has no choice, she can't say no refusal, so she has to grit her teeth and accept it, after all, people are also kind, how can she live up to it.

So, when the Jade Qingzhen people climbed over the wall and came to Qing Huan's residence, what they saw was the scene of Qing Huan's nosebleed, and the bleeding could not be stopped easily.

Yu Qing Zhenren felt in his heart that this little girl was very suitable for him in all aspects, and he had only imagined it through the words of Taiyin Xingjun before, but now the real person was in front of him, and it was really no different from what he imagined.

It is not in vain that he has been isolated from the world for tens of thousands of years, and he has been mixed with muddy waters again, and because of the vows he once made, he had to retreat and survive the backlash of the burning fire......

Qing Huan pulled the white silk, trying to stop the nosebleed from continuing to flow, she has always been bleeding is not easy to get better, usually if the wound on the face bleeds, there is a way to deal with it, but because of the heat in the body, and the nosebleed, I have never encountered it before, it is inevitable that I am a little at a loss.

The jade real person turned his palm, touched his fingertips, and pinched out a white spiritual power ball, the small ball ball was very lively, and it was a circle and a somersault, jumping towards Qing Huan.

Qing Huan covered her nose, suddenly feeling as if something had hit her forehead, and instinctively raised her hand to slap it, but it was empty. Shaking her head strangely, she has been babbling a little bit lately, it could be the sequelae of that dream.

The jade Qingzhen person frowned, the spiritual power ball was actually bounced out, and it couldn't enter Qing Huan's body, so he used a "soul exploration technique", checked it, and said in a deep voice: "Taiqing Divine Stone?" The Taiqing Divine Stone came from the ancestor of Sanqing, and he hadn't seen the world for many years, but he didn't expect it to be in the hands of the old man of Taiyin Xingjun.

As long as the relationship is clarified a little, why the Taiqing Divine Stone appeared in Qing Huan's body can be linked to Taiyin Xingjun, except for him, few people can get such a rare thing.

Yu Qingzhen intervened in cause and effect this time, and what the Emperor said with the Emperor was not a lie, Qing Huan did have the kindness he owed Brahma Langya, he was just pushing the boat along the river, and then selling Taiyin Xingjun a favor.

Now, things may be more complicated than he thought.

The jade Qingren person created another spiritual power ball, and the body was shining with a turquoise light, and if you looked closely, there were runes on it.

The new spiritual power ball smoothly entered Qing Huan's body, like a small stream of non-stop nosebleeds, which stopped in the blink of an eye.

Qing Huan didn't know, and he was holding a white silk to block his nostrils.

The corners of the jade Qingzhen's mouth hooked: No matter how complicated the left and right things are, they have nothing to do with him, and after repaying this grace and ending the last cause and effect on his body, he will be able to respond to the catastrophe with peace of mind and become that Da Luo Jin Immortal.

Before that, he still needs to successfully end the difficulty of the oath rebellion, and the rest and so on, it will be up to them to make their own creation.