A quarter of an hour later, Qingluan hurriedly returned after leaving, holding three modified small hammers in his hands, and came to Di Jun and the others.
All three of them looked extremely wonderful.
Didn't you say that you don't work like the ancestral witch? What does this mean?
Qingluan understood what the three of them were thinking from their eyes, and said with a happy smile: "It's really different."
Di Jun and the other three remained silent, looking unbelieving.
"It's really different, look at it!"
Qingluan chuckled, wrapped the three people in the escaping light, jumped up, and led the three people to a small cave dwelling.
"You see, it's different. The ancestral witches are hanging outside, but you are digging inside."
This...is this different?
The three of them took the small hammer and looked at Qingluan blankly.
"Okay, hurry up. Although there are more ancestral witches than you, they have grass and tree bodies and are definitely not as powerful as your physical bodies. We cannot fall behind."
"By the way, I will take Minghe to see Master, Xi and sister, two fellow Taoists, goodbye..."
"By the way, you have to call me master in front of outsiders!"
Qingluan warned him several times and finally left happily.
After jumping all the way to the pond, Qingluan smiled and said to the three ancestors of Minghe: "Okay, come with me."
In the pond, Ganoderma lucidum happened to show up. He quickly jumped out of the pond, shook off the water droplets on his body, and held Qingluan's hand: "Senior sister, I want to go too."
"Okay, let's go together." Qingluan smiled and rubbed Lingzhi's hair: "Did you know that Senior Sister has just accepted three disciples?"
Lingzhi looked at Qingluan angrily: "Senior sister, have you dug up my disciple?"
"What are you thinking about?" Qingluan hit Ganoderma on the head: "My disciple is much more powerful than your disciple, and he will definitely dig out the cave before you. Okay, let's go!"
"No, I have to take a look!" Lingzhi broke away from Qingluan, spread her little feet, and ran towards Tianzhu.
Qingluan smiled proudly and led the three ancestors of Styx to the tea shop.
Inside the Tianzhu cave, Di Jun and the others stood blankly on the spot holding small hammers.
"Brother, this..." Donghuang Taiyi waved the hammer in his hand and said with a wry smile.
Di Jun smiled and shook his head: "It doesn't matter, there is nothing else to do now anyway, just go to work."
Xihe smiled and said: "Indeed, it is better than doing nothing."
"I just want to do nothing..." Donghuang Taiyi smiled bitterly in his heart and could only wave his hammer and start working.
The three of them were all formed through the creation of blood lotuses. They have almost no cultivation, but their physical strength is comparable to that of ordinary monsters.
At this moment, the hammer hit, sparks flew everywhere, and the stones of the Tianzhu fell one by one.
"Wow..." An exclamation suddenly came from behind the three of them, and they turned around quickly.
A small head suddenly disappeared, but the pair of small hands were still hanging on the side of the cave.
Um... Di Jun and the others looked at that little hand blankly, who is this?
The people here, except Taoist Jie Yin, Zhunti and Ran Deng, are all disciples of that senior, and they are all quasi-sages.
How come you are so childish, a dignified quasi-sage?
After waiting for a while, the little hand disappeared, and then, a red light suddenly flashed and fell in front of the three people.
Lingzhi clasped his hands behind his back and watched in the cave less than two meters away. His eyes swept over them little by little, and it took a while before they landed on the three of them.
"Who are you?!" Lingzhi suddenly exclaimed, pretending to be just here.
Donghuang Taiyi slapped him on the forehead, he wanted to die!
This... acting is so fake, even more fake than that senior!
Before Di Jun and the others could answer, Lingzhi knocked on his little head and suddenly realized: "Senior Sister Qingluan just said that she has accepted three new disciples, are they the three of you?"
Xihe smiled and said, "Yes, then, little girl, are you our junior uncle?"
Just as Lingzhi was about to nod, he immediately said seriously: "Uncle Master is Uncle Master, who said he is too young?"
The three of them smiled and said nothing. Lingzhi deliberately looked around again, then squatted down and said to Dijun and the others: "Let me tell you something."
Di Jun and the other three were all amused by the little girl's expression, and nodded with a smile.
"Do you know that I am Master's most beloved disciple, and I have eleven disciples under me!"
Lingzhi said, stretching out his hands, opening his palms, and emphasized: "Exactly eleven!"
Where is eleven? Besides, it’s not eleven if you open your hands...
"It's amazing." Di Jun suppressed his laughter and nodded seriously.
"Yeah, how about this? You worship me as your teacher and become my disciple. You can play with my eleven disciples, and I can also take you to dig out bird eggs and catch hares. It's very fun!"
Xihe smiled and said: "Then how do you explain to your senior sister Qingluan?"
"I am Master's favorite disciple, what do you want me to tell you?" Lingzhi stood up and held his chest out proudly.
Suddenly, I realized that I seemed to have hit something.
Then, Lingzhi saw Qingluan looking down at him.
"S-Sister..." Lingzhi immediately chuckled and said, "I'm here to say hello to my nephews. If nothing happens, I, I'll leave first..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ganoderma lucidum turned into a living light and disappeared without a trace.
"You still want to steal my disciples!" Qingluan snorted coldly, looked at Di Jun and the others, and shouted: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you do your work!"
Thinking of the identities of the three of them, Qingluan chuckled again and said, "I'm joking with my sister and two fellow Taoists. There's no rush. Anyway, we can be faster than that little girl from Lingzhi."
Xihe smiled and said: "It's okay, you can go play and leave it to us."
Qingluan's tone was naughty. Di Jun and others had never seen anything before, so naturally they would not be angry with a word.
After dying once, the three of them had an inexplicable state of mind.
It seems that nothing is so important anymore.
The power that used to be more important than one's own life now seems like a joke.
Under the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, who is not the one who deserves the catastrophe?
After the long river of time, who can survive forever?
It's not as rare as the present...
"Thank you, sister." Qingluan smiled happily and strode outside.
Walking to the edge of the cave, Qingluan turned around and said gloomily: "I have grown up now and don't need to play anymore."
"Then relax, adults need to relax too." Xihe said with a smile.
"It makes sense!" Qingluan said happily: "What my sister said makes sense."
After Qingluan disappeared, Dijun and the three of them all smiled and shook their heads.
"That senior's disciples are indeed very interesting." Donghuang Taiyi said with a smile.
Di Jun smiled and nodded, and began to wave the small hammer to get familiar with his body.
They come, the security.
Before, they couldn't believe that they would work peacefully with the ancestral witches.
…
Outside the tea shop, Ancestor Styx sat on a stone chair anxiously.
This was his second time here, but he was still shocked by the scene here.
The innate peach forest can make the quasi-sage feel oppressive.
The power of law emanating from the tea shop itself oppressed Ancestor Styx, as if he had grown to the level of an innate treasure.
Behind the tea shop, there seems to be a more powerful force hidden.
Seeing Xuan Qing and Queen Mother Xi walking out, Ancestor Ming He quickly stood up, clasped his fists towards Xuan Qing and said, "Greetings, senior."
"You three fellow Taoists, please take a seat. You're welcome." Xuan Qing smiled and waved to the three of them and sat down in his seat.
