"Let's go back to the Ancient Immortal Sect." Wen Renxian said and began to cast spells.
"Chengxian Spirit Lord! Chengxian Spirit Lord!"
Stopping his movements, Wen Renxian looked back and saw that the person coming was the child beside Xian Yanxian Zun.
"Good morning, Chengxian Lingjun."
"What's the matter?"
"Lingjun wants to take Miss Shui back to the sect?"
Wen Renxian nodded.
Yiyi glanced at Shui Miaomiao behind Wenrenxian and said: "Lingjun, people who have not yet practiced can't withstand those teleportation spells."
After being stunned for a second, Wen Renxian looked back at Shui Miaomiao, who was standing silently behind him, but he had forgotten about it.
Shui Miaomiao's performance under the Thunderbolt Technique that day was so strong that she even forgot that she had not started practicing yet.
"It was my negligence." Wen Renxian nodded apologetically to Shui Miaomiao, then turned around and asked, "When will Xianyan Immortal and the others return?"
"Hui Lingjun, after the banquet is over in a few days, you can let Miss Shui stay for a few days. After the banquet, you and the newlyweds will take the fairy boat back to the sect."
Fairy ship? I have this. Wenrenxian glanced at Shui Miaomiao because he heard that he could stay for a few more days. His eyes flashed with joy, and he changed his words: "Then I will stay for a few more days."
"Will Lingjun stay with you? The Immortal Lord said that if Lingjun stays, he will go look for him. The Immortal Lord has already prepared a place at Miss Shui's side."
"Okay." Wenrenxian moved his fingers slightly, and a spiritual stone engraved with a curse appeared out of thin air.
Passing the spirit stone to Shui Miaomiao, "Keep it away. If you encounter any trouble, just crush it and I will come."
Looking up at Wen Renxian, he looked gentle.
Shui Miaomiao lowered her eyes, took the spirit stone with both hands and said softly, "Thank you."
Shui Miaomiao still couldn't figure out how these strange and troublesome things happened.
The Yiyi Seeing and Wenren Fairy on the side seemed very worried about Shui Miaomiao, and said loudly: "Lingjun is too worried about the slaves, and no one without good eyes would dare to hurt Miss Shui."
Wenrenxian stood up with his sword, but his eyes were still lingering on Shui Miaomiao. Of course he knew that no one dared to cause trouble, and no one could cause trouble.
But it's hard to say whether Shui Miaomiao will cause trouble, even though she looks well-behaved now.
Xianyan Xianzun came to live in the Immortal League on Yashan. Wenrenxian came straight to the foot of Yashan with his sword. Yashan was forbidden to fly. Wenrenxian put away his sword and walked up.
On the way, there was music coming from the cliff mountain. Standing and listening, it was the sound of the guqin. Wenrenxian smiled and quickened his pace. Listening to the tune, it was probably "Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms"
The first plum blossoms play to clear the wind; the second plum blossoms play to make the flying snow; the third plum blossoms play to play the light and shadow. I don’t know who played it, but they are full of magical power.
However, the introduction has already created an atmosphere of early winter, with clouds and cold fog, and plum trees dimly appearing and disappearing.
The syllables are smooth and soothing, and the appearance of dots adds a sense of ups and downs, and the beauty of the cold fragrance of plum blossoms emerges spontaneously.
When I first heard about it, Wenrenxian thought my mother was here!
However, when I listen to it, my technique is still a bit immature, not as good as my mother's, but it can still be heard.
As soon as the sound of the piano is played, listening to the piano is like seeing plum blossoms, some are in bud and waiting to bloom, and some are dancing in the wind with silver feathers, as if they are before your eyes, vivid and vivid.
In the blink of an eye, Wen Renxian arrived at the top of the mountain.
Outside the pavilion, Xianyan Xianzun and Liu Jing were sitting across from each other drinking tea. In the pavilion, Leng Ningchi was dressed in a white gauze skirt and playing the guqin attentively, as if she were the white plum blossom standing proudly in the snow in the cold winter.
People and happiness complement each other, no one wants to disturb them.
After closing the song, Leng Ningchi raised his eyes and saw Wenrenxian leaning against a tree in the distance with his eyes closed, quietly listening to the sound of the piano.
Surprise flashed in his eyes, Leng Ningchi stood up and said: "Ningchi has met Chengxian Lingjun."
At this time, Xianyan Xianzun and Liu Jing discovered Wenrenxian.
"Uncle Master Xian." Before Xianyan Xianzun could say anything, he was picked up by Liu Jin and others. "Chengxian Lingjun is here. Come and see if my newly minted disciple is versatile. Listen to the sound of the piano." , try this tea.”
Liu Ting took the tea from everyone and took a sip. The aroma was mellow.
"I'll tell you if your lips and teeth are fragrant, I'm a disciple." Liu Jian and others stood up and wanted to attract Wenrenxian, but Wenrenxian dodged them.
"Hey, hey, hey," Immortal Master Xianyan knocked on the tea cup and said, "That's enough of you, you've been showing off for a long time, now I can call the Nine-fold Vengeance and show you a sword dance."
"It's extremely rude to dance with knives and swords." Liu and others said, waving to Leng Ningchi, "Ningchi, come here, we are ready to say goodbye."
Holding the guqin in his arms, he walked past Xianyan Immortal Lord. Leng Ningchi made a salute, and Xianyan Immortal Lord nodded in response. Passing by Wen Renxian, Leng Ningchi hesitated for a moment, then hurriedly saluted and trotted past.
Looking at Leng Ningchi's back, Wen Renxian frowned slightly.
"Uncle Junior Master has disappeared." Immortal Master Xianyan said, and Immortal Wenren only looked back.
"By the way, the Leng family has a girl."
"She hates me?" Wen Renxian said uncertainly.
Immortal Master Xianyan almost spat out the tea with a sip of tea, "How did you come to this conclusion, little uncle?"
Shaking his head, Wen Renxian poured himself a cup of tea, "She either hates me or is afraid of me. Anyway, she has emotions."
Seeing and hearing Renxian's words were firm, Xianyan Xianzun didn't know what to say, "I guess it's my junior uncle, you are too majestic. Smile, you smiled well at my junior sister in Xunxian Palace."
"Really, that's good. I'm afraid of scaring her. Her soul will be damaged. She won't be happy if she thinks too much, and her mood won't easily fluctuate too much."
"You haven't officially become a disciple yet, so you are already acting like a master. Now that you know her soul is damaged, you almost used a teleportation array to take her away."
"I didn't think well enough."
"Everyone who becomes a master for the first time is negligent. But, young master uncle, are you sure you want to accept Shui Miaomiao as a closed disciple?"
Glancing at Xianyan Xianzun, Wenrenxian was speechless while drinking tea.
With a long sigh, Xianyan Xianzun put down the tea cup in his hand, "How should I explain to the master? I still have the master."
"Why do you need to explain? You can't see them. One of them is in seclusion and the other is wandering."
"You don't understand." Immortal Master Xianyan shook his head helplessly. "Speaking of which, why did Junior Master accept Shui Miaomiao as his disciple? How did he choose her? Did he hear that she has a prosperous destiny?"
"The immortality is prosperous!" Wen Renxian put down the teacup he was playing with, recalling Shui Miaomiao that day under the Thunderbolt Technique. "I knew her immortality should be good, but I didn't expect it to be prosperous. No wonder Immortal Li Yuan was so angry. big."
"Don't worry about it." Immortal Master Xianyan rubbed his shoulders and said unhappily: "You have a bad temper. Our ancient Immortal God Sect is number one in the sect competition. According to the rules, we have priority. Give him a chance and he will Kill him."
"But you also kicked people out of Xunxian Palace."
"He was the one who struck hard first. After all, who told you not to let Shui Miaomiao go? I don't want to give up the ninth revenge. Although his immortality is not as good as Shui Miaomiao's, but..."
"...Miss Shui's area is filled with people from the Ancient Immortal Sect, so Miss Shui can rest assured."
Following Yiyi, he listened to Yiyi's introduction, and then stopped in front of a loft, "Miss Shui, this is your residence these days."
Shui Miaomiao looked at it for a few times. This attic was much prettier than the bungalow. It should make Gongge... Thinking of Gongge, Shui Miaomiao pouted.
Stinky Gong Ge, if you don’t want to marry, don’t you need to hide from yourself? After I get settled, see if I do.
"Miss Shui, please." Yiyi opened the door, interrupting Shui Miaomiao's fantasy.
"Just call me Miaomiao. Miss Shui is too unfamiliar and I really can't get used to it." Shui Miaomiao said habitually as she stepped across the threshold.
"Okay Miaomiao." I heard a quick change of words.
As soon as her feet slipped, Shui Miaomiao hit the door frame. She covered her head and looked at Yiyi beside her. Shui Miaomiao didn't know what to say.
This change of attitude was too quick. Shouldn't he refuse like Gongge? Only in this way can I use the routine later.
Shui Miaomiao was caught off guard by Yiyi's move. The words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat and it was extremely uncomfortable. However, Yiyi didn't know it. When he saw Shui Miaomiao bumping his head and tilting his feet, he quickly stepped forward to help Shui Miaomiao.
After being helped into the room, Shui Miaomiao discovered that the room was filled with smoke and there was a burst of heat.
"What is this?" Behind the screen, Shui Miaomiao saw a busy figure.
Hearing the commotion, a figure came out from behind the screen. It was a man dressed exactly like Yi Yi.
"I've seen Miaomiao."
"Uh" Shui Miaomiao didn't know what to say.
Yiyi on the side said: "This is Erye. The Immortal Master heard that Miaomiao Zeng's soul and body were damaged and needed to rest and recuperate, so he specially ordered someone to prepare a medicinal bath."
Nodding, Shui Miaomiao walked around the screen and saw a bathtub with various flower petals, essential oils, bath beans, bath towels, etc. placed next to it.
Holding a handful of unknown petals, Shui Miaomiao didn't know what to say, so she could only say: "The Immortal is so thoughtful."
"Serve Miaomiao to change her clothes."
"What!" Upon hearing Er Ye's words, Shui Miaomiao was startled, stepped back, and bumped her waist against the corner of the table. She bared her teeth and covered her waist. Shui Miaomiao quickly waved her hands and said, "Isn't this inappropriate? "
"Please rest assured, Miaomiao." Yiyi stepped forward and knelt down and said, "We have been practicing since we were young, and the Taoist skills we practice are to cut off all desires of all things in the world."
After being silent for a while, Shui Miaomiao said to herself: "Is it a eunuch?"
"Yes and no." Erye returned.
Did I speak loudly? How did he hear it? Shui Miaomiao stared at Erye on the ground, wondering whether this was true or not and what it meant.
Erye said: "If the Tao we cultivate violates the prohibitions, the Tao will disappear and the body will perish."
Death? Shui Miaomiao looked at Yi Yi and flirted with Bai.
