Jade Spirit Feng Qing'er, the only daughter of the head of Shushan, the wind kite, carried the jade pendant, in a competition with the same door, because she failed to escape in time, was thrown down the mountain by the wind kite, and accidentally fell into the toilet. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Sheng thought in his heart that this jade spirit was casually discarded by the wind kite, and he didn't come to look for it for so long, most likely he gave up. Even if she takes it to the wind kite, with her delicate personality, it will not be beneficial to visually inspect it.

The daughter of the head of the Xianmen faction is really "extraordinary".

Han Sheng raised his head and asked, "Feng Qing'er, what are your plans?"

Feng Qing'er pursed her lips and said, "I, I still want to go back to Miss." ”

Han Sheng looked at her with a smile: "She threw you away, do you want to look for her again?"

Feng Qing'er stumbled: "After all, I have followed her mother for many years, not to mention that the young lady is young and loses the competition, so it is not too much to be angry for a while." I'm sure Mademoiselle still needs me. ”

When it came to the last sentence, even she herself was a little hesitant.

If you really need it, why don't you send someone to search for it? As long as you see someone coming, you will appear and ask for help, but from beginning to end, until the handymen put it into a dung bucket, no one heard Feng Qing'er's cry for help.

Han Sheng glanced at her, since he had already made his choice, Han Sheng didn't say much.

Han Sheng said lightly: "Since you are sure to go to find the wind kite, let's discuss how to meet her." First of all, I'm just a handyman, and I'm not qualified to enter the front mountain except for the cleaning day. ”

Feng Qing'er was shocked: "This ...... How is this possible? Your mana is obviously ......."

Feng Qing'er's voice stopped abruptly, and she saw the decoration in the room and Han Sheng's clothes.

Han Sheng said: "As you can see, I am now just an ordinary person who has missed the introductory trial, and I make a living by doing odd labors in the back mountains. If you have any ideas, if you don't, I'll help you when I go to the trial in two years. ”

Feng Qing'er frowned and said, "Your mana is enough to have the Jindan realm, how can you do miscellaneous labor here?"

Han Sheng smiled helplessly: "Does the mana have a golden pill?" I don't know yet. As for the miscellaneous servants, there is nothing to be done, and I can only stay here until the physical problem is solved. ”

Feng Qing'er bit her lips lightly: "I don't know much about the cultivation of human beings, maybe the elders of Shushan can see it." I have followed Miss for many years, and I have also met many elder disciples, as long as I can meet them, I will definitely be able to go back. When the time comes, I will persuade Miss and let Wanhua Zhenjun, the most knowledgeable person in Shushan, help you solve your physical problems. ”

"Transforming into a god true monarch?" Han Sheng laughed slightly, thinking of Sanyan.

Feng Qing'er nodded and said seriously: "Wanhua True Monarch is not only Shushan, but even in the Ten Thousand Immortals League, he is the most knowledgeable monk, and there are often monks from various sects who come to him to ask him questions. ”

Han Sheng said lightly: "That's really good, you better think about how to meet the elder disciples of Shushan first." ”

Feng Qing'er was suddenly deflated.

In addition to being dirty and tired, the life of the handymen is far easier than that of the workshop. The spirit stones issued are not too much, but they still can't keep people, and the biggest reason is face. People come and go every month, but after a year's work, except for Han Sheng and Uncle Lu, the other miscellaneous servants have changed all over again. Because of this, Uncle Lu began to come and chat with Han Sheng often, which made him annoyed.

During this period, Niu Xiaozhuang came twice, and he did not advise Han Sheng to leave, but simply visited him. Han Sheng had asked him a lot of things, and he also entrusted him to buy all the Wanxian League Daily in the last two years, and read them one by one. Fortunately, except for the headline that the Scattered Cultivation Alliance was exterminated by Sanyan Zhenjun, there was no news of An Zhiming and Jiang Lin.

After reading it, Han Sheng made the best use of it and the mud wall.

The front mountain and the back mountain are like two worlds. Han Sheng has been in Shushan for two years, and he has not seen a single Shushan disciple so far, perhaps because they disdain to come into contact with low-level handymen like themselves, after all, they are the pride of the sky.

There are no conditions to meet, instead of blindly waiting for the opportunity, it is better to forcibly create conditions!

After cleaning the latrine for the first time, Han Sheng's heart suddenly became angry, go and wait for your mother, you won't wait!

Han Sheng kicked over the dung bucket and went straight to the highest peak, and Uncle Lu was shocked at the foot of the mountain: "Xiao Han, what are you doing?

Han Sheng didn't answer, and walked straight towards the highest Mixed Yuan Peak. The mountains are ahead, you don't come, I'll go.

Uncle Lu exclaimed: "You're crazy! That's the Mixed Yuan Peak of the real person in charge! Is this a place where our miscellaneous servants can go?"

Han Sheng said coldly: "He doesn't see me, I'll go see him." ”

Uncle Lu chased after him: "Stop! You can still discuss it when you go back now! If you really climb up, you won't be able to enter Shu Mountain again!"

The miscellaneous servants of the other peaks noticed the situation and stopped in place in shock.

Han Sheng stepped onto the Mixed Yuan Peak and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

It's been two years, and it's been two years since the collapse of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

In the past two years, Han Sheng had only slept once in Aunt Niu's house, and every time he closed his eyes, he could feel a nightmare appear in his consciousness. Therefore, he kept cultivating day and night, and experienced the pathos of the aura infusion and then suddenly dissipating again and again.

There is still one year to be the trial in Shushan, but he doesn't want to wait.

Why follow your rules!

There are so many sects in the world, Shushan is not successful, I can enter the evil way, practice demon cultivation, and even enter the devil!

At that time, a slaughter awaits you.

Han Sheng's eyes are bloodshot, whether it is successful or not, it is up to you to choose.

In the Shangqing Hall at the top of the Mixed Yuan Peak, there was a faint sigh.

Two monks in blue and white Taoist robes appeared in front of Han Sheng with long swords on their backs: "Who are you?

Han Sheng said expressionlessly: "Han Sheng, no." ”

The two Shushan monks glanced at each other, and their hearts were shocked: "What is the purpose of this miscellaneous servant who is so calm?"

Han Sheng said indifferently: "I want to see the head of Shushan, if he doesn't see him, then I have nothing to say." ”

A monk scolded: "Presumptuous! How can you see the real person in charge of the family as soon as you see each other with miscellaneous servants? Stand down for me!"

"Okay!" Han Sheng smiled, his eyes were extremely cold: "I'll step back." ”

A gentle word came from the Shangqing Hall above: "Daoyun, Daolu, let him come up." ”

"Disciple obeys!" the two monks bowed to the mountain and made way for Han Sheng.

Han Sheng quietly walked to the top of the mountain, and the figures of the disciples appeared in the six nearby peaks, strangely looking at this low-level miscellaneous servant who walked up to the Mixed Yuan Peak alone, Han Sheng even felt more than a dozen powerful divine thoughts sweeping over his body.

"You, how dare you break into the Mixed Yuan Peak of the real person?" Feng Qing'er's voice was trembling.

Han Sheng sneered in his heart, what about the master? The saints are all ants, and the blood is splashed ten steps in anger! Even if he is the head of Shu Mountain, Han Sheng can be respected, but he is not afraid!

In these heavens and ten thousand ways, six and eight wildernesses, Han Sheng has nothing to fear.

"It's horrible. In the magnificent Shangqing Palace, a young man sat on a high place with his left hand on his cheek, staring at the gossip mirror hanging high on the door of the Shangqing Palace. The mirror is the size of a palm, with tadpole-like symbols engraved on the back, and a black and white Taiji figure in the center, the mirror is spotless, reflecting the main hall below. However, in the eyes of the young man, Han Sheng's black aura in the mirror was soaring, attracting countless eyes from the outside world, if it weren't for the suppression of the sword spirit array of Shushan, Han Sheng would have fallen into the devil.

"Headache, why did this handyman suddenly go berserk?" the young man patted his head lightly.

There were nine white-clothed old men standing in the main hall, and the first one saluted forward: "Master, this son is about to enter the demon, please kill it as soon as possible!"

"We echo Elder Qinghe's opinion. The five people next to him agreed.

"What do you think of Ching Ling, Ching Bo, Chiang Rai?" the young man asked.

Qingling Qinglai looked at each other and smiled: "It's all up to the head to decide." ”

Only Qingbo frowned and said: "I'm afraid that it will be inappropriate to make a rash decision, so I should make a decision when I see the previous one." ”

"Demons and evil ways are punished by everyone," Elder Qinghe retorted, "Ordinary people have no Taoist heart, and it is even more common for them to fall into demons. This son's demonic qi is so thick, once he enters the demon, he is afraid that it will be a catastrophe in Shenzhou!"

The young man sighed, "He's already at the door, so let's ask first." ”

Han Sheng pushed open the door, and the elders inside stared at him in unison, the hairs on Han Sheng's skin stood on end, these monks standing at the top of the Immortal Cultivation Realm brought him a lot of pressure.

On the plaque above the main hall, there are four big characters of "Shangqing Daoxuan" written on it, and the strokes are floating out of the dust, and the edge is like a blade. A young man in a purple and blue robe sat on a chair and looked at him with interest.

"Bold, don't you salute when you see the master?" the old man in white led by him scolded.

Han Sheng's face was as usual, and he rubbed his hands: "Han Sheng, a miscellaneous servant in the back mountain, has seen the real person in charge." ”

"Bastard!" the old man in white shouted angrily: "It's just a mess, this is your etiquette to the real person in charge?"

The powerful momentum was like a mountain about to fall, Han Sheng was overwhelmed, he forcibly straightened up, and asked rhetorically: "Shushan has stipulated that when the miscellaneous servants see the head of the elder, must they kneel down and kowtow?"

This person is so bold! This was the first profound impression that the people present had on Han Sheng.

The young man gently tapped on the chair and said, "This is reasonable, Shushan really does not have this regulation." However, Shushan has stipulated that it is not convened by the head of the sect, and the elders and below are not allowed to go to the Mixed Yuan Peak, Han Sheng, why did you force it up?"

Han Sheng said solemnly: "Because I picked up a piece of jade pendant in the back mountain, I left it to play with out of curiosity." Unexpectedly, there was a jade spirit inside, saying that he was the belongings of the daughter. I am a humble person, and none of the elders and disciples are missing, so I have no choice but to make this decision. ”

Han Sheng took out the jade pendant from his arms and called it to appear. Yu Lingfeng Qing'er was frightened and frightened, and hurried back after curtling his knees around. The elders shook their heads with wry smiles, and the young man sighed, "Wind Kite has become more and more naughty these days, and she doesn't even cherish her mother's belongings. ”

The young man's hand flickered, and the jade pendant flew into his hand. After he held the jade pendant, the light flashed, Feng Qing'er appeared beside her, her body condensed like an entity, she was pleasantly surprised, and thanked the master.

"Let's go. The young man said to Han Sheng, "I don't think today's incident has happened. ”

Han Sheng was stunned, and the old man in white before came out and shouted again: "Think twice, master! This son is deeply demonic, once he escapes, it will definitely be a disaster, and it must be solved as soon as possible!"

"What Elder Qinghe said is very true, we can't let weeds go because they are young and urinate, and when they grow up, they will destroy the farmland. The rest of the elders chimed in.

Feng Qing'er's face was frightened, she hurriedly leaned over the ear of the head of the house, and told her observations and guesses about Han Sheng during this time, trying to save his life.

The young man listened to the elders' opinions and Feng Qing'er's words, but his gaze kept falling on Han Sheng in the center of the hall. When the young man knew that his life was hanging by a thread, he still looked at it indifferently, and there were only four words in his eyes: "Shangqing Daoxuan".

Can he see the difference between the four words?

He clapped his hands, the scene quieted down, and the young man said, "I have decided to transfer Han Sheng to Guantian Peak as a Taoist servant, and it will be under the jurisdiction of Senior Brother Qingyun." ”

The elders present fell into deep thought, Elder Qingyun is the true monarch of Wanhua, who has always been obsessed with reading and research, and knows everything about demons. What is the purpose of the real person in charge of sending this handyman who is close to the demon to be a Taoist servant for him?

However, since the head of the sect has made up his mind, the elders are not easy to oppose.

Feng Qing'er let out a long breath and smiled at Han Sheng.

Han Sheng was still staring at the four words on the plaque, as if he saw a vague Taoist priest, who was holding a pen and swaying Ruyi, and the four big characters were completed in one go.

Seeing that Han Sheng was slow to move, the surrounding elders became angry, and the young man sighed: "Senior Brother Qingbo take him over, teach more etiquette on the way, so as not to make Senior Brother Qingyun angry." ”

A voice suddenly sounded in Han Sheng's ears: "Han Sheng, you are still far away from this plaque now, look at it more." Ask Wanhua Zhenjun for advice on cultivation issues, and when you form a golden pill, you will be allowed to watch it for a day. ”

Han Sheng looked up in amazement, and the young man smiled meaningfully.