Looking at Xiao Qi's appearance, Chang'an couldn't help laughing, handed Niuniu a roast duck, squatted at the door of the inn, looked at the crowd of people coming and going, and gnawed on it, and a sense of pride rose in his heart from time to time, which made him quite feel that life was not easy. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It has been nearly two months since the three of them came to Tiangu City, and in these two months, the biggest harvest is another experience that the fan sword brought to Chang'an, which is different from the overwhelmed feeling of the fan sword on his back for the first time, as time passed, he found that the fan sword was on his back, which not only accelerated the recovery of his spiritual power, but also isolated the leakage of spiritual power.

Chang'an, who originally regarded the fan sword as a burden, finally took the fan sword as a kind of cultivation at the suggestion of Niu Niu, jumping up and down from time to time, the thin body, some muscles rarely appeared over time, and the pressure of the fan sword was as heavy as Mount Tai, and the body gradually became stronger, and it slowly got used to it.

After eating the roast duck, Chang An licked his lips unsatisfied, looked at the remaining small piece of duck leg in Xiao Qi's hand with bright eyes, blinked his eyes, Xiao Qi shook his whole body in fright, and directly put all the remaining duck legs in his mouth, not even letting go of the bones, his face was intoxicated, and he bit it.

Chang'an's hand that was about to stretch out, under Xiao Qihe's laughter, took it back awkwardly, touched the money bag and there were hundreds of copper plates, Chang'an groaned, and was ready to buy three roast ducks for a full meal, who knew that at this time, the bell that hung on his waist and had not rang for a long time suddenly tinkled and ding.

Chang'an looked stunned, didn't say a word, rolled up his sleeves Niuniu and Xiaoqi, followed the induction, and ran into the distance.

"Over here..."

At a fork in the road, Xiao Qi pointed to the right, stopped and looked at Chang'an at the street on the left, and immediately walked to the right.

After half a ring, Chang'an, who was frowning, suddenly stopped and looked at the dilapidated and desolate houses around him.

In Tiangu City for a month, Chang'an did not say that he ran all over Tiangu City, but most of them had walked through, and it was the first time that he saw such a place that was inaccessible and dilapidated in this flowery Tiangu City.

Following the induction, Chang'an looked at a cracked hut that could be stretched into his fingers, and the sloping room was still covered with wood on one side for support, and the cold wind hit, and the cracks were like a whirlpool of inhalation, which made Chang'an feel sad, and couldn't help but sigh how cold the people who lived in it should be.

After a little hesitation, Chang An put the bell in his hand into the storage bag, walked over, looked at the couplet posted at the door, and the handwriting was no longer clear, Chang An took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock... Knock knock..."

But after knocking for a while, there was still no response, Chang'an couldn't help but wonder, looked at Xiao Qi, saw Xiao Qi smiling and nodding, knocked on the door again, and said softly: "Is anyone at home?"

"No one is home..."

At this moment, a crisp and immature female voice came from the house, making Chang'an a little crying and laughing.

Chang An raised his eyebrows, looked in along the crack in the door, and happened to see a little girl who was only four or five years old with a panicked face, holding her calves, and curled up in the corner.

Secretly said that this little girl should be a person with immortal roots, Chang An couldn't help but continue to ask: "Are you home alone?"

But as soon as the voice fell, the little girl didn't answer again, Chang'an knew that if she asked like this, the little girl would definitely not answer, she couldn't help but move, and her eyes rolled and said: "I just saw your parents leave Tiangu City..."

"If you lie to people, Xiaoli won't have a father..."

At this moment, a middle-aged woman suddenly appeared from behind Chang'an, looked at the figure that appeared in front of her house, and hurriedly ran over, wanting to push Chang'an away, but Chang'an, who was carrying a fan sword, did not move at all, and the uneasy woman hurriedly retreated, opened her hands, blocked the door, and reprimanded: "Who are you?"

Chang'an frowned, glanced at the woman in front of him lightly, and after muttering for a while, he took out a handwritten oracle and a map from the storage bag, hugged his fists, and bowed slightly: "Xiao Ke Chang'an, the cultivation of Yenan Mountain, your daughter is pregnant with fairy roots, and she came here on purpose, next year's spring, the parent-child hall will be opened, I hope you can bring your daughter here..."

As soon as the words fell, Chang'an handed over the map and the oracle in his hand, and under the stunned middle-aged woman, Chang'an hugged him again, ready to leave, but just took two steps, as if he thought of something, Chang'an turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged woman, and smiled: "Please consider it..."

Looking at the suspicious middle-aged woman, Chang'an didn't say anything and turned to leave.

Returning to the endless streets again, Chang'an looked relaxed, and finally completed the task this time, as for how women choose, it is no longer in Chang'an's consideration, after all, all this depends on fate, along the way, Chang'an bought a lot of delicious food with the little copper money left in his pocket, and left Tiangu City.

For the ten-year event of Tiangu City, Chang'an watched it for a few days, and then lost interest, but he was obsessed with the snacks on the street, and in the remaining month, Chang'an was alone, carrying a fan sword, while practicing, while walking towards Yenan Mountain, during which Chang'an found that after carrying a fan sword, even if he used the wind charm, it seemed to have no effect.

A month later, Chang'an finally stepped on the familiar green mountains and green waters again, under the smile of several inner disciples of the South Gate, walked into the Qingxiao Sect, and came to the South Peak, Chang'an felt the rich spiritual power that permeated the mountain peak, and walked into the disciple hall, after completing the task, he exchanged all the contributions for seven Shenhui Dan, and used all the spirit stones for more than 20 Qingluo Dan, and walked towards his small courtyard with tiredness.

Comfortably and Niu Niu Xiaoqi they soaked in the hot springs, after Xiao Qi jumped away, Chang'an looked at Xiao Hei who was around him and stretched their waists, waved their sleeves, and said: "There is less than half a month to go, and the New Year is over, during this period, we must win the West Peak, and the first place in the list of disciples of the East Peak..."

As soon as the words fell, touching Niu Niu Xiaohei's soft fluff, sleepiness hit, Chang'an rolled his eyes, turned his head and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, after summoning the ancient mirror to copy the Good Divine Hui Pill and Qing Luo Dan, after swallowing three Qing Luo Dan in a row, he was preoccupied with the long safety and guided the bursts of majestic qi that melted in his abdomen, and began to operate the Dantian Spirit Sea and cultivate.

Niu Niu and they also surrounded them, next to Chang'an, exhaling the aura that overflowed from Chang'an's body, and for several days, under the consumption of sixteen Qingluo Dan, the cultivation of the ninth layer of Chang'an Gathering Spirit finally reached its peak with a bang.