"Immortal." When Wen Renxian saw Xianyan, he put the letter aside and stood up and asked, "Miaomiao?"
"She's asleep."
"That's fine." Wen Renxian nodded and said to himself, "If I hadn't taught her the mental skills in advance, maybe this wouldn't be the case..."
Immortal Master Xianyan rolled his eyes, sat down and poured a cup of tea.
"That's right." Wenrenxian, who had blamed himself enough, looked at Xianyan Immortal, "Speaking of that spiritual object, before I went into seclusion, it was only the size of a mustard seed, but I didn't expect that it would be the size of a pill in the blink of an eye."
"Are you feeling sorry for that spiritual creature?" Immortal Master Xianyan took a sip of tea and said, "Thanks to that spiritual creature, otherwise my little junior sister would have bled to death."
"But a spiritual creature is worth whatever it takes to save Miaomiao. I just lament that ordinary spiritual creatures cannot grow up so fast. Fortunately, I gave it a drop of my own spiritual blood before going into seclusion, and I saved Miaomiao."
Immortal Master Xianyan spit out a sip of tea, "You poured spiritual blood into this spiritual creature!"
"Didn't you tell me three times that I must give it blood before going into seclusion?" Wenrenxian took out a handkerchief and handed it to Xianyan Xianzun.
Immortal Master Xianyan pushed Wenrenxian's hand away, touched his mouth randomly, patted the table and said, "But I clearly remember that you were in a hurry and didn't arrive at Yinyuetan Lake!"
"Yes, it's just that I suddenly remembered this incident while I was in seclusion, so I came out once in the middle. Fortunately, I didn't make any mistakes." Wen Renxian got himself a cup of tea and drank it all in one gulp, feeling satisfied with his previous actions.
"Hehe, hehe." Listening to Wenrenxian's proud words, Xianyan Xianzun laughed a little crazily, holding the edge of the table with his hand and making a "click" sound.
"Immortal?" Wen Renxian asked, looking at the trembling tea table.
"Nothing." Xian Yanxian Zun took back his hand and looked at Wen Renxian with a fake smile on his face, "Young master uncle is really a talented and brave man, and he also has the heart to do other things during the retreat."
Wen Renxian looked at the handprints that appeared on the edge of the table and did not listen to what Xianyan Xianzun said.
Xianyan Xianzun reached out to take the tea cup from Wen Renxian's hand and put it on the table, disturbing Wen Renxian's concentration. "This table is so old that it has weathered automatically. I asked for a new table. By the way, my junior uncle wants to go see Shui Miaomiao."
"Yeah." Wen Renxian stood up and looked at the back of Xianyan Xianzun, who was leading the way. Something always felt strange.
Why do Master and the others have to repeatedly tell me to fill this spiritual creature with blood? I remember hearing it occasionally, and it seemed that it was a meeting gift for my apprentice. They knew something would happen to Shui Miaomiao?
No, they knew I would take Shui Miaomiao as my disciple? But it seems that they didn't mention it after I didn't fill this spiritual creature with blood.
Wen Renxian couldn't figure out Xianyan Xianzun's intentions. Anyway, as long as Miaomiao was fine, Wen Renxian felt a sense of peace in his heart.
Wen Renxian always felt something was wrong, it didn't seem like his own emotions.
When he came to the Yashe and looked at Zhengxiang sleeping on the couch and Shui Miaomiao with a peaceful face, Xianyan Xianzun had mixed feelings. When he turned around, he saw Wen Renxian lightly pressing his chest and walking in with a puzzled look on his face. It's too late to take out the spiritual object now.
Wen Renxian sat on the soft side and took Shui Miaomiao's arm to check his pulse. After a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and put his heart back to its original place.
Looking away from Shui Miaomiao's face, Wenrenxian looked at Xianyan Immortal who was alone and sad. Today, Xianyan Immortal was really weird. Could it be that he spent too much energy trying to save Shui Miaomiao?
Immortal Master Xianyan felt Wenrenxian's gaze, coughed lightly and said, "What's wrong, little uncle?"
"This." Wen Renxian handed the letter to Xianyan Xianzun.
Immortal Master Xianyan said with one glance, "Master Wife wants you to go back immediately, that's great!"
Wenrenxian looked at Xianyan Immortal in surprise, almost applauding with joy, "Immortal Master, if you are tired, you can rest for a while, we will do this some other time."
"No, no, no, no need." Immortal Master Xianyan quickly suppressed the joy in his heart: "My uncle has been in seclusion for many days. It is human nature to miss my wife. I will take care of my sister. Master, don't make my wife sad."
Anyway, let’s separate them first.
"I miss my mother too." Wen Renxian took the reply letter from Xianyan Xianzun and read the words on it.
Xianyan Xianzun saw that his words were useful and struck while the iron was hot.
Wen Renxian was a little shaken, "It's just the apprenticeship ceremony in three days."
"Uncle Master, we cultivators don't care about these red tapes. After I said that I can collect it for Uncle Master, not to mention that in three or five days, Shui Miaomiao may not be able to get this soft." Xianyan Immortal Venerable. Haosheng comforted Wen Renxian.
But there is a completely different idea in my heart. I don't care about ghosts, but if I want you to stay with Shui Miaomiao for three days, you might as well let me die.
Wenrenxian was moved by Xianyan Immortal. Seeing Wenrenxian nodded, Xianyan Immortal immediately said: "One kilogram, two kilograms and three kilograms, please pack your luggage for Lingjun Chengxian."
"There's no need for Sanmao."
"If you want, call Sijun too. There is strength in numbers."
Inexplicably, Wen Renxian was packed up by Xianyan Immortal and sent to the immortal ship.
"Actually, I can handle a sword." Wen Renxian said while standing on the fairy boat.
"Little Master, do you want Master to blame me?"
"Why does she blame you?" Wen Renxian said blankly.
"My junior uncle has just used Lian Xinxue, and now he has to travel all the way. His wife will definitely blame me for not taking good care of him."
Is this the truth? I always felt that something was wrong. My mother had always been strict with me, but she had never been harsh to Xianyan Xianzun. When I was a child, I even thought that I was not my biological child.
No matter what Wenrenxian was thinking, Xianyan Xianzun finally gave up the idea of Wenrenxian wielding a sword.
The speed of the sword control was too fast. If I had no time to make amends, it would be better if I could delay it for a while. I just hope that Master Niang can stay with Wen Renxian for a little longer.
Shui Miaomiao, who had slept for nearly two days, slowly opened her eyes and looked around suspiciously, where am I? what happened.
In a daze, Shui Miaomiao lifted the quilt, shook her hands and kicked her legs. She felt no discomfort, but felt a little tired after sleeping for a long time.
Sitting up from the bed and looking around, Shui Miaomiao found that her eyesight was much better and her hearing was much stronger. She could hear the sounds outside the door.
That was the voice of Xian Yanxian Zun, which sounded a little tired.
"In that case, Ninefold Chou, you go to Renjing Xiaozhu."
"Master!"
"What? It's not okay yet. I don't want to live in the same courtyard with him, and I'm not allowed to live alone."
"That's not what I mean, apprentice. In fact, we and my junior brother can do it."
"That's enough. I've been very worried recently that you won't be able to live in a small house in a human environment. Please go down."
Xianyan Xianzun was angry. It was the first time he heard this. Shui Miaomiao couldn't imagine what the scholar-like Xianyan Xianzun looked like when he was angry.
There was no movement outside. Shui Miaomiao was sitting on the bed holding the quilt. Judging from the situation, she should have arrived at the Ancient Immortal Sect. As for how she got there, it was broken again.
Shui Miaomiao held her chin with her hand and thought hard. Suddenly her eyes widened and she pinched her face with her hand.
Is this your own face? Since when have you become so tender and smooth? Have you taken the magic medicine?
It's not just about taking fairy medicine. It's a basic operation to use natural spiritual creatures to nourish your skin. What's more, it also uses Wenrenxian's spiritual blood. It's not surprising that it has any effect.
Shui Miaomiao, who was curious about her tender skin, suddenly felt a burst of joy in her heart, as excited as being reunited with her relatives.
After returning home and walking through the front yard, Wen Renxian went straight to where his mother was. He saw a white figure in the distance and immediately knelt down and said, "My child, Wen Renxian has seen my mother!"
"Well" a cold voice came from the bamboo forest, "get up."
