Chapter Seventy-Four: The Immortal Master Accepts Apprentices
Di Qinghuan finished eating the meat buns, and then went into the back mountain, picked a lot of herbs, until nightfall, only slowly returned to the house, at this time the village was brightly lit, it was dinner time.
"Dead girl, do you still know how to come back, why don't you die outside! Let your sister worry all day long, she is already busy enough, can't you let her save some snacks!" Rou Niang scolded as soon as she saw Emperor Qinghuan.
Di Qinghuan directly threw the back basket in front of Rou Niang, and said, "Take it to the pharmacy to exchange some broken silver to buy a few books for Ning Huan." ”
"You should be a turnip and cabbage!" Rou Niang said disdainfully.
But when the words fell, she saw the huge Lingzhi in the back, it seemed that it was at least a few hundred years old, not to mention broken silver, even gold could be exchanged.
"He's daddy, he's daddy, come and see!" Rou Niang shouted with wide eyes.
"What is it called, what is it called!" Mrs. Li said impatiently, although because of Ning Huan, she did not tribulate this daughter-in-law again, but because she had not hugged her grandson, she was still very dissatisfied with this daughter-in-law.
"What's wrong?" Li Tietou put down the dishes and chopsticks and walked out the door.
"Is this Ganoderma lucidum? I've seen them eat it before, and it's a good thing. Rou Niang smiled from ear to ear.
"Where did this come from!" Li Tietou said in surprise after he confirmed.
"That dead girl picked it up!" said Rou Niang.
Mrs. Li also heard the voice and walked out of the door, and excitedly picked up the Lingzhi, so excited that "it seems that the dead girl didn't eat for nothing!"
"Son, you get up early tomorrow and take it to the county to sell! Rou Niang, you go with you! No, I'll go too, this baby can't be missed!"
"Mother, be quiet. Rou Niang looked around vigilantly.
"Let's go, close the door, let's go inside! Let's not sleep tonight, keep watch!" Mrs. Li hurriedly lowered her voice.
When they closed the door and entered the house, they saw that Di Qinghuan, who had already eaten most of the meal, and it was rare that they did not stop him.
"Hmph, let her eat!" Mrs. Li snorted coldly.
Di Qinghuan ignored those people, but ate the food on the table in a big gulp, and did not put down the dishes and chopsticks until his stomach could no longer hold on.
If you don't eat more, you won't have anyone to cook tomorrow.
After eating, Di Qinghuan went directly back to his room, lay on the bed and fell asleep, and after a while, the snoring sounded.
The next morning, before dawn, Di Qinghuan had already woken up habitually, and when he walked to the lobby, there was no one around, flat mouth, and walked into the kitchen, sure enough, the cold pot stove, there was no food.
Di Qinghuan touched his stomach, which was not hungry, took out a few wild fruits from his back and put them in his mouth to gnaw, the sour taste was almost difficult to eat, and even a little disgusting, but Di Qinghuan still ate it in a few bites.
Inexplicably, Di Qinghuan misses Qin Huai's cooking a little, and even the tired whitebait soup feels so delicious......
The gluttonous girl can eat the barbecue made by Qin Huai every day, so envious.
Di Qinghuan leaned on the threshold and looked up at the sky, that direction was the direction of the Ancient Sword Sect, but unfortunately, it was white clouds and flowers, and the immortal peak behind the layers of obstacles was no longer within reach......
I don't know what to do, just like that, Di Qinghuan actually leaned on the door and fell asleep, and when she woke up, it was already afternoon, and the outside of the house began to become noisy, and it seemed that there were many people.
After a while, the voice got closer and closer, until it appeared in the doorway.
"Immortal master, please, the house is simple, don't dislike it. ”
Before Immortal Master Emperor Qinghuan could doubt, the door was pushed open.
A young man with a bit of immortal wind and bones walked in, his face was handsome, but the familiar white clothes, a token engraved with a sword hung on his waist, faintly exuding coercive spiritual power, all revealing that this person was a disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect.
"What are you doing there, why don't you bring a stool to the Immortal Master!" Rou Niang scolded.
Looking at Di Qinghuan, who was still stunned there, Rou Niang hurriedly explained, "Don't mind, Immortal Master, that girl has some problems in her head." ”
Di Qinghuan came back to his senses, felt the sharp eyes like blades, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and turned around to get out of the door.
"Immortal Master, you wait a while, Ning Huan will come back immediately. ”
"It's okay, Ning Huan is a good seedling, and it doesn't hurt to wait for a while. ”
This person is Xie Ling, who entered the Ancient Sword Sect with Qin Huai and Shen Feiyu, and with the qualifications of the Wind and Fire Twin Spirit Roots, he worshiped under the Lingyan Peak Lingyan True Monarch and became the descendant disciple of the Lingyan True Monarch.
Xie Ling is introverted and doesn't like to come into contact with outsiders, so he spends most of his time in retreat and cultivation, and this time he went down the mountain, because Lingyan Zhenjun couldn't get used to seeing this disciple staying in the cave all day, so he kicked him out of the Ancient Sword Sect and let him practice outside.
But who knows, as soon as he came down the mountain, he saw a little girl with an extraordinary temperament, and her aura was close to the girl, and she seemed to be a talented child, so Xie Ling thought about bringing it back to the Ancient Sword Sect.
As a result, the girl had to go to buy clothes for her sister, and he was not in the middle of the city, so she was taken home by her mother.
Rou Niang had already gone into the house and rummaged through the cabinets looking for tea, wanting to entertain the immortal master well.
"You're going to take her away?"
Just as Xie Ling was recalling, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and when he looked at it again, he entered those deep eyes like the sea, obviously a little girl, but those eyes were so perceptive, as if everything was clear in his chest.
"I said, are you going to take her away?" Di Qinghuan frowned, this person is a fool?
Xie Ling came back to his senses, looked at those cold eyes, and said, "Ning Huan is your sister?"
"Hmm. Di Qinghuan nodded.
"Yes, your sister is talented and suitable for cultivating immortals. Well, you know that cultivating immortals is the kind of immortal, an immortal who can turn rivers and seas. Xie Ling explained carefully.
Di Qinghuan glanced at Xie Ling in surprise, he was really a fool.
"How do you know that she will promise you to go to the Ancient Sword Sect? She is a woman, and the Hehuan Sect is better. Di Qing Huan said.
Xie Ling didn't react, and said, "The Ancient Sword Sect is the number one faction, and her future is even brighter when she goes to the Ancient Sword Sect." ”
"She's not going. Di Qinghuan said coldly.
Xie Lingle said, "No one will give up the temptation of immortality, you are still young and don't understand." ”
Di Qinghuan said coldly: "I said that she wouldn't go, so she wouldn't go." ”
The cold voice revealed a hint of murderous intent, and Xie Ling was actually stunned by a child.
"She'll say yes. Xie Ling said stubbornly: "Your father and mother also agreed." ”
"Then you can try. Di Qinghuan glanced at him, turned around and went to the door, leaning on the door, looking in the direction of the entrance of the village.
Di Qinghuan's performance made Xie Ling full of interest, and said, "I'll help you measure the spiritual root, maybe you can be like your sister." ”
"I don't have a spiritual root. Di Qinghuan said calmly.
"Do you know what a spiritual root is?" Xie Lingqi was happy.
Di Qinghuan didn't answer again, and at this time, Rou Niang, who turned over the house, but still didn't find any tea, walked out awkwardly with a bowl of boiled water and a few wild fruits.
Where did Shizun die?
Where did the master die again?