Xuanyue stood up straight with his hands behind his back, very firmly waiting for the expected result.

The tiger will be bullied by dogs when it falls in Pingyang, not to mention that this is not bullied, compared to the first two fairyland realms, it is indeed more passive than the first two fairylas, and it is indeed more for her to be her master, I am afraid that it is the one with the most masters among all the spiritual cultivators, and she secretly snorted, and said stupidly: "Master is above, and the apprentice has given the master a salute." ”

"My moon ring song is no better than the good and bad incense and smelly smell next to it, and I can pull it in vigorously, as we all know, I am the most strict next to it, and I am also the most talented. Yes, even if others squeeze their heads, they still want to come to the deity to worship the deity as a teacher, but they didn't think that you were not only unhappy, but also hesitated, don't think that if you cover the deity with a veil, you can't see your reluctant expression, don't you also think that the deity can't survive your heavenly calamity, and can't become your veritable master?"

Xuan Yue's black face is comparable to the dirty stones in the pit, stinky and hard, even if what he says is the truth, even if he is the invincible first god of war, it is also a fact, even if he has the highest chance of success, but what is it, for her, the nemesis is the nemesis.

Inevitably revealing his true heart, he quickly trembled in panic, and only promised: "Master, I was shocked and bad, and you also know that I have suffered a series of misfortunes recently, and I am fortunate to be too uncomfortable today...... Just now I was still thinking that as long as I can be here, as long as you don't dislike it, I will be willing to let me be a disciple of your grandson! Thanks to your old man's love and willingness to accept me as a closed disciple, I am 10,000 happy!"

"Oh?

Xuan Yue, who was already suspicious, was also suspicious at this moment, and said coldly: "Since this is the case, in the future, I have to follow the deity and listen to the deity's words, and others should not provoke easy talk." ”

It seems that he still has a misunderstanding of her in Yunfu, thinking that she is a frivolous woman, and what she can't bear the most is the wrongs in this regard, and said awe-inspiringly: "Master rest assured, Ying'er has never been a frivolous person, not in the past, and not in the future!"

"Hmph, hopefully, then show me in action. After finishing speaking, Xuan Yue walked out of the courtyard by herself, and did not explain her food, clothing, housing and transportation, so she left her alone and hesitated here for a long time and still did not see anyone.

Finally, in a fit of rage, she ran to the main hall, found a chair that seemed noble, sat down, and took a nap with one hand.

Finally, at noon, a fairy Tingting Teng was in the courtyard, looking left and right for a while, only to find the sleeping girl in the palace.

"Dare to ask if you are Miss Ying, right?" After receiving an affirmative reply, the fairy first saluted Ying and then pulled her up, and said uneasily: "My good uncle, how dare you sit in the seat of Zhiying Shi's ancestor?"

"Uncle Shi, who are you this sister? Zhiying? How can you be so familiar?!, but I can't remember......" Ying looked stupid, but she had already listed all the men she had seen and knew in her mind, and she didn't remember what this Zhiying looked like.

"Oh, you come out first, the main hall of our Yuehuan Song is not our identity, you can come in casually. ”

Confused, I watched the fairy carefully close the door of the Moon Ring Palace, and was pulled to a bedroom by the fairy, and when she covered the door of the pavilion and sat down at the table, she heard her say: "Junior, I am the apprentice of the eleventh disciple under the ancestor of Zhangsong Master, that is, the apprentice of your eleventh senior brother, your apprentice nephew." ”

"Deact, I now listen to the seniority, in fact, no matter what the seniority, my sister's immortal rank is much larger than mine, and I should salute you." As he spoke, he was about to bow to the king.

Wanjun hurriedly held her bowing body and complained: "Eh, it will never be like this, if the ancestor of Zhangsong knows and won't peel my skin?" is you thinking too much, we are also my uncle in this place for a day, who told me that I have no blessing to be the apprentice of Xuanyue Zhangsong!"

She is so informal and straightforward, which is exactly what she wants, the immortal family here is not as despised as she thought at the beginning, but this person is only one of them, and she can't guess roughly, she still needs to be careful.

Suddenly, he remembered the man mentioned by Fang Cai Junjun, and asked bluntly: "What did you just say that the seat I sat in is not ordinary?"

As soon as this question came out, Wan Jun stiffened his face and said regretfully: "I was in a hurry to say that I was out of my mouth, I shouldn't have talked about others behind my back, but I always couldn't change this problem, even if the master always punished me, I still couldn't help but say it." ”

"Tell me, my mouth is very strict, and if you don't say that if I make the same mistake again, your master will still punish you for the crime of not being strict with my instructions. ”

Juan Jun slapped his head and said excitedly in surprise: "Yes, you are still smart, so that I can tell you everything in a grand manner!"

"The seat you sit in is specially placed for Shi Bozu, the god of Shi Bozu is extremely grotesque, if you accidentally touch him a little, he will definitely pester you to the point of dying, it is no exaggeration to say, it can be to the point that you feel that you have no love. ”

Although she felt that it was too exaggerated, the serious and jealous demeanor between her words did not look like a fake, and she still half-believed her in the end.

For a while, Wanjun was still talking about the uncle, it seemed like there were no three days and three nights to talk about, and her head was a little dizzy, as if there were many mosquitoes and flies dangling in front of her, and after a while, she finally couldn't bear it anymore, and interrupted loudly: "Wanjun! You see that I have been here for so long and I don't know which courtyard I will live in, I don't know when and where I should do something, you see......"

Wanjun, who was very selfless in telling the story, was taken aback, and suddenly realized: "How can I talk about it...... I forgot to tell you Uncle Shi, the most important thing is that this bedroom is where you will live in the future, and the distribution and real-time work and rest of our Yuehuan Song Pavilion are the same as other fairylands, I will help you clean up this place first, and I will take you to the residence of the ancestor of Zhangsong early tomorrow morning. ”

"What? I live in this big pavilion, don't I live in the courtyard of some immortal's family?"

"Bother, you want to clean up for me, didn't I do it myself?"

"Also, is my practice in Master's room, not on the Dharma Giving Platform?"

“......”

After a few questions, Ying finally figured out the situation here, and said with great emotion: The first immortal Song is worthy of being the first immortal Song, and the treatment of the disciples is first-class, and the training is not picky, and the upbringing is less but fine, and those who can survive the tribulation can reach eight or nine out of ten.

Wanjun is a warm-hearted and dedicated master, she works quickly, talks happily, and after a while, most of the entire bedroom has been cleaned up by her.

I never thought that she was such a smug master, and she could decorate the bedroom as delicate and elegant as the little daughter's ladies, and praised sincerely: "I felt depressed at first here, but now I feel very good, because of the fairy of the princess, I feel much happier with me." ”

"Watching people laugh is the joy of life, watching people cry is the sorrow of life, and making friends with me will definitely bring you haha!"

Wanjun's natural smiling face is very cute when he laughs, like a little kitten with squinting eyes, looking at her, he can forget a lot of troubles, and sighs: "You are a pistachio with a smile on your mother's face!"

At about noon, before she could find an excuse to take Wanjun away, she herself said that she had something to do, and Malier said goodbye.

"Although it is a coincidence, I feel very satisfied, and it is really my blessing to know such a cheerful person!"

"Poof!"

A strong pain came on time, and today's deliberate forgetfulness was not much of a deal, but even more uncomfortable, and she vomited blood again and again in recent days and almost fainted, but fortunately, no one noticed her pale and pale yellow cheeks covered with rouge and peach gum.

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, I still can't do it after I learned crystal needle technique, you say, do you hate me to the bone? Yes, how could it be if not...... No, I can't give in, I can't do anything about my life unless it's a catastrophe!"

Thereafter:

I wear tendons every day and I don't regret it, and it's hard to find him again and again.

In the daytime, she has a teasing "you you" for hatred, and she can't find where she has reached Jun'en;

In the middle of the night, he was accompanied by a murmuring "Silk Silk", and it was rare to see him fall asleep and repay his lovesickness.

Day after day, under the "practice" of Xuanyue's one-on-one strict professor, she struggled to survive until the eighteenth year, and she took the last pill of the Phantom Tendon Pill nine years ago.

She counted the few days with affection, and in five days, the Dharma teaching platform here would hold a once-in-a-millennium spiritual training trial, and the palms of the major fairies would come to participate with their proud disciples.

"I've tried my best, I'm afraid, I won't survive until then......" Sitting on a smooth stone at the top of the Moon Ring Song, he muttered to himself with his fingers crossed, his voice trembling almost inaudibly.

Overlooking the entrance of this sacred fairyland, there was already a sparse crowd of people, and the dormitory located in the east had already been cleaned and vacant by the disciples, so that it was convenient for guests from far away to settle down and rest and conserve their strength.

In the past half a month, all the disciples here have suspended their practice, and they are all busy with the arrangement of the great cleansing industry and the competition venue, and she is the only one who is the master's special order: except for eating, they must practice seriously in Songding.

The reason is also the reason why she used to be in Yunfusong: her understanding is too poor, and she can't succeed in delaying it for a day, so she is afraid that she will miss the catastrophe.

"Hey, it's the first time I've encountered such a grand trial meeting, and I'm afraid it's the last time I've encountered such a grand trial meeting. Haunting said lonely, shaking his head in self-pity.

After resting for a while, she folded her hands, closed her eyes and silently recited the mantra, holding her breath and concentrating on mobilizing the aura of her whole body, and cultivating the supreme internal strength immortal method.

At noon, feeling the scorching sun, she slowly opened her eyes, relaxed her body, and took a deep breath of gentle Songjian immortal qi: "Hmm, who is behind?" At first, because she smelled a wisp of familiar fairy smell, she didn't plan to look back immediately.

"Miss Ying, you scheming girl with a negative heart! No wonder Senior Brother Eleventh is looking for you all over the place, it turns out that you are here! You hurt him so badly, do you know it!"