As the martial arts conference ended, Jiang Ning and his party set off back to Jueyunjian.
Of course, Xiangling and Grandma Ping also left with them.
Grandma Ping went to the appointment to meet Zhenjun Liuyun, but Xiangling was simply curious about Jueyunjian and went to join in the fun.
"It turns out that this is Jueyunjian, which is completely different from the storytellers in the teahouse!"
Xiangling looked around, carefully observing every plant and tree in the forest.
This was her first time coming to Jueyunjian, and the mystery of the Immortal Realm was officially unveiled at this moment.
"What's it like to be a storyteller in Jueyunjian?" Jiang Ning asked casually.
He had never been to a teahouse to listen to books, and he didn't know what the world thought of Jueyunjian.
Xiangling thought for a while and replied: "I'll just take Tian Tiezui as an example!"
"He always said that the immortal energy is lingering in the clouds, and that immortal birds and beasts can be seen everywhere. Also, the immortal mansions of the immortals are resplendent and shining!"
"But looking at it now, Jueyunjian seems to be no different from an ordinary deep mountain..."
Xiang Ling is an outspoken child who always says whatever comes to mind.
But as she spoke later, her confidence was obviously lacking, and her voice became smaller and smaller.
They probably realized that Jueyunjian was where Jiang Ning and the others lived, and it seemed like a bad thing to make such comments.
Fortunately, Jiang Ning wasn't angry and just laughed it off.
Because Xiang Ling was telling the truth, apart from the surging immortal power, Jueyunjian actually looked no different from an ordinary mountain forest.
At least that's how it seems to outsiders.
This is actually done intentionally by the immortals.
They originally seek a pure land isolated from the world. If they turn Jueyunjian into a gorgeous scenery check-in point, they will attract many visitors to the immortals all year round.
Only by making Jueyunjian look ordinary can the mountains remain quiet.
"Because most people have never been to Jueyunjian and can only rely on their own imagination." Jiang Ning explained patiently.
"In their understanding, immortals should live in a unique fairyland."
"In addition, storytelling itself must exaggerate the content of the story, otherwise the story will not be exciting."
"Yeah, brother, you are right!" Xiang Ling nodded in approval.
Jiang Ning continued: "Now that you see the true face of Jueyunjian, will you feel disappointed?"
"How could it be? I think it's good to live in the mountains. I can work when the sun rises and rest when the sun sets. The most important thing is to be quiet!"
"Really? Then do you want to experience life in the mountains for a day?" Jiang Ning asked with a smile.
Xiangling now looks just like he did when he first entered the Immortal Sect.
Full of novelty and ignorance about everything.
In the final analysis, I am too young and have not realized how difficult life is in the mountains.
He decided to teach Xiang Ling a lesson in advance.
Regarding Jiang Ning's invitation, Xiangling did not rush to agree. Instead, she turned to look at Grandma Ping beside her: "Master, is it okay?"
"Of course, I would like to let you experience the daily life of Jiang Ning and others, so that you don't have to complain about how hard it is every time you practice."
Grandma Ping nodded with a smile. She hoped that Jiang Ning could take Xiang Ling to practice together. This would only have advantages and no disadvantages for Xiang Ling.
"Master, don't underestimate me. I can live in the mountains too!" Xiang Ling looked confident.
While several people were talking, the voice of Zhenjun Liuyun came from the Immortal Mansion.
"Jiang Ning, Shen He, you are back."
At this time, the stone door of the Immortal Mansion opened, and Zhenjun Liuyun flew out after hearing the movement.
When the two apprentices went down the mountain to buy a notebook for Qi Qi, they said they would come back as soon as they went, but they disappeared for several days.
Zhenjun Liuyun couldn't understand why it took so long to buy a notebook.
Just when she was planning to go down the mountain to Liyue Port, Jiang Ning and Shen He came back.
"Master." Jiang Ning and Shen He said simultaneously.
"We took a little longer to go down the mountain this time, mainly because we participated in the martial arts conference."
Because there were outsiders present, Jiang Ning only briefly explained the situation to True Lord Liuyun.
"Besides, we invited Grandma Ping over."
After the words fell, Grandma Ping smiled and said hello: "Liu Yun, long time no see."
She paused and turned to look at Xiang Ling beside her: "My child, haven't you always wanted to see the immortal? The person in front of you is the immortal Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun."
"Hello, Immortal!" Xiangling's mouth was very sweet and she immediately greeted her obediently.
"You are Ge... You are A Ping's disciple Xiang Ling, right? Hello." Zhenjun Liuyun responded.
Since Grandma Ping intends to hide the identity of the Immortal, Zhenjun Liuyun will naturally not mention it.
"The Immortal actually knows me!" Xiang Ling was surprised and suddenly felt flattered.
This is an immortal, a being who is superior to the seven stars of Liyue.
And she, an ordinary citizen, could be remembered by an immortal. It's incredible!
"I have a good relationship with your master, and I often hear her mention you." Zhenjun Liuyun explained.
"Have a good relationship with the immortal? Grand Master is so powerful!" Xiang Ling's eyes were full of admiration.
She knew that Grandma Ping was very popular, but she didn't expect that she would be so popular as to be friends with an immortal.
"It's nothing great, just kind words and good relationships." Grandma Ping shook her head with a smile.
True Lord Liuyun said to Jiang Ning: "Okay, you kids, go play outside. I want to sit down with Grandma Ping and talk about old times."
After saying that, Zhenjun Liuyun walked into the Immortal Mansion with Grandma Ping.
"Big brother and big sister, what are we going to do next? What do you usually do at this time?"
Xiang Ling asked curiously.
"That's a good question. We're going to have lunch next." Jiang Ning smiled.
"Lunch? Great! What should we eat?" Xiangling beamed. As a chef, she was most interested in food.
"Eat this."
Jiang Ning placed Qingxin and the glass bag in front of Xiangling.
"Okay, I can cook these ingredients. What dish do you want to eat? Braised or stir-fried?"
Seeing Xiang Ling roll up her sleeves and eager to try, Jiang Ning replied: "Eat it raw."
