As soon as the emperor heard that the immortals had descended to earth, he wanted to see them.
However, Yuan Youshu, the minister of state, said that this was very offensive. In order to show sincerity, bathing, changing clothes and fasting required a lot of complicated etiquette.
The prince and the king of Jin saw that their old father was nervous, so they became nervous too. He ate so fast that he lost weight, and he had to wear a fifty-pound dress to see him.
Fortunately, I asked the Holy Aunt in advance that everything could be kept simple, so I came wearing thirty pounds of casual clothes, looking very solemn.
People who come and go in Juntai can tell who is an immortal and who is a human by looking at their temperament. But among the immortals walking around, who is the real person?
The three pampered people only brought a few followers to serve them, and their hearts were full of awe for the strange and powerful land.
The holy aunt is responsible for leading them to see the real person Yuan Qiong.
The tall and elegant immortal she imagined did not appear. She said that this child with a bad face and a bare butt was the real person, the most powerful immortal in the world.
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The three of them managed it with excellent expressions and did not lose their composure. They were afraid of the power of the gods and did not draw their faces to confirm in advance. They were just so frightened.
Master Yuan Qiong does not look down upon ordinary people.
"The sect will open a branch in the mortal world, select and train young boys of the right age, and those with outstanding qualifications will ascend on the boat.
I wonder if the Northern Wei Dynasty would like the sect branch to be opened in the Northern Wei Dynasty? "
It was completely one-sided. As if Yuan Qiong had ordered it, all the kings agreed and made minor adjustments. It seemed like the result of equal discussion.
The Northern Wei Dynasty funded the establishment of the Lingxiao Sword Sect branch and organized children aged five to thirteen across the country to test their spiritual roots.
According to Master Yuan Qiong, the first wave of people with spiritual roots has already appeared.
The branch was established, and with the addition of a few outstanding seedlings, not to mention returning to the sect, the sect's contribution was enough to redeem the longevity pill.
Master Yuan Qiong's face darkened even more when he thought of how a generation of geniuses had fallen to such a state, how different it was from living a mere existence.
Because of the low pressure around Yuan Qiong, the atmosphere of the discussion was heavy and breathless.
But the emperor still resisted, talking and laughing happily, showing the pride of a mortal.
"I like people who have the guts and can take on tasks best, unlike that guy," Master Yuan Qiong said after discussing the matter, her expression improved.
Without waiting for anyone to ask, he told the holy lady,
"Take three longevity pills and give them to Your Majesty."
"One piece only extends your life by fifty years, so there is no need to refuse."
The emperor's smile hung on his face, and Shou and Tianqi seemed to be close at hand, "It is better to obey orders than to be respectful."
"How is this elixir refined, and why can it extend people's lives?"
"I heard that the person who refined the elixir was a fairy, and I would like to express my gratitude in person."
The three of them got excited, which made the real person very puzzled.
"Uh, no need for that."
"We really want to see how the refining medicine is made." The three of them asked together, and the saint aunt whispered, "It's okay."
Yuan Qiongzhen said,
"I also want to see if her alchemy skills have improved."
When Zhu Dahua arrived here, he saw countless pairs of eyes filled with shock and suspicion.
They were deceived as much as Zhu Dahua felt.
Why, the man's face has become so old, and age spots are vaguely visible, who can tell her why! !
The domineering president Mary Sue.
Zhu Dahua was seriously injured and covered his heart.
"I feel unwell and want to rest first."
I can't find a more suitable opportunity to stay away from these mortals who exude vulgarity.
Three old men!
Low-key and luxurious clothing is not to say that middle-aged and elderly people are not well-dressed. I hope I meet a handsome guy, hello!
He was sluggish and shaky on the spot, unable to stand.
"Is this the fairy who makes alchemy?" The prince looked embarrassed.
"I have admired you for a long time." King Jin quickly looked at the ground and joined his hands in salute, for fear that Zhu Dahua would fall in love with him.
Instead of studying how to make elixirs by yourself, it is better to marry an immortal girl who knows how to make elixirs, and also form a good relationship with the sect, a win-win situation.
But according to the rumors, this fairy girl that the real person is optimistic about looks okay, but my eyes have seen too many beautiful fairies along the way. Seeing Zhu Dahua again now, my heart stopped for a beat in fright.
Their thoughts of begging for a good marriage were suddenly shattered. At this moment, the princes just wanted to run away.
They met once and both parties were seriously injured.
Master Yuan Qiong didn't quite understand these sexual matters, and the emperor was past the age of excitement, so these two were relatively calm.
The emperor was very calm, stood up, nodded and said,
"I have never seen how to refine the elixir, so I would like to ask a fairy to refine it so that I can broaden my horizons.
But the fairy is unwell, and we don't have this opportunity, so we ask the fairy to go to rest early, for fear of damaging the fairy's body. "
"You're here, and it doesn't take any trouble. The real person will give your majesty the life-extending pill. How about I use the real person's light to make a furnace of rejuvenation pills and give it to your majesty?"
Zhu Dahua thought that the old man was okay, and his face became pleasing to the eye.
Hearing this, the emperor was very happy. Master Yuan Qiong was not very happy, but said nothing.
Equipped with rejuvenating elixirs, the elixir furnace is filled with purple smoke.
In addition to wanting to practice the sixth-grade Dahuan Dan, Zhu Dahua has a strong obsession with beauty and height. This training work is presented to the emperor, and it is easy to get full favor and fame.
There are many benefits, but in order to achieve the goal, this path must be taken.
When Zhu Dahua became serious, she was so dazzling that the two kings suddenly felt that it was okay again. The royal family and the sect were well matched.
Master Yuan Qiong stared at Zhu Dahua with a dark face, without saying a word.
Seeing a real person holding back his anger, how can a mortal dare to make a mistake?
the other side.
For several days, both Qizongs went to Yuntai to persuade Zhu Shicheng.
It is really rare for Zhu Shicheng to be so unsocial.
In addition to cultivation, it is cultivation, and I was able to endure it at that time.
"Junior Brother Zhu, you are awesome, just stay here." Liao Xingchen lost his patience and kindly reminded him because of some senior reasons, but that was the end of it.
"No." Zhu Shicheng meditated without opening his eyes.
Liao Xingchen picked up the giant sword and turned around to walk to the garden. Liao Yuanyuan looked at the shell of the fourth-level armored frog for a long time and said, "Senior sister, he is not enlightened. We still have a mission. Let's go."
"Junior brother, do you think there is something else in this yard?"
Hearing this, Liao Xingchen stamped his feet to release his spiritual consciousness. He saw the demonic energy and immediately chased after him.
"This bastard." Liao Yuanyuan was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so she followed him.
As early as I stepped into the Imperial Master's Mansion, I felt that there was something inside the door, growing at a strange speed.
The two chased the demonic energy out of the Imperial Master's Mansion, but the demonic energy disappeared in the sea of people.
Zhu Shicheng flew low and lightly, looked at the crowd, Bai Xiaomei's gauze clothes, and said to the two of them,
"If you have nothing to do, you can go check out the Blood Demon Sect. They collude with the Yuan family of cultivators to collect the remains of immortals."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
Liao Xingchen's tone was very harsh. He could even conclude that Zhu Shicheng was with Mo Xiu. If it weren't for his identity, he would have to look good to him.
Liao Yuen Yuen Road,
"Junior Brother Zhu, how did you know?" What's involved?
Looking at the suspicious eyes, Zhu Shicheng smiled and said, "I am just a weapon refiner, I don't know anything except weapon refinement.
If you have any questions, ask Zhu Dahua. She is in Juntai. The Yuan family is her family and has nothing to do with me. "
After that, he strode back home.
I went to work hard to refine the weapon, hoping that something would happen to Zhu Dahua, so that I would be comfortable without helping her refine the weapon.
Three streets apart, Zhu Shiquan looked at an alluring woman. They both held a transparent lens in their hands. The alluring woman said sweetly,
"Sir, you won't default on your debt, will you?"
"I can give you money, but not this. Let go immediately."
"The slave admires the young master, so all he needs to do is give him a small, worthless mirror."
"How do you know it's worthless?"
The two went back and forth, and Zhu Shiquan pulled off the other person's wig. The charming woman grabbed the lens and ran away, turning the corner.
They thought they had escaped, but Zhu Shiquan's voice sounded from above, frightening people into running for their lives.
I dropped my equipment wildly along the way and plunged into the bushes. When I emerged, I saw a pure man with a very rosy face. He threw his glasses and went out to drink and eat meat on the street.
That day, the Blood Evil Sect lost seven elders in the Xiu Zhen Yuan family, and its strength was greatly reduced. After a fratricidal battle, the only two elders of the Blood Evil Sect escaped.
The seventh part of planning to seize Zhu Shiquan's lens, and the ninth part of enjoying a table of food in the tavern.
On the 9th, when he saw a new guest coming in, Liao Xingchen was as proud as a peacock. His appearance attracted the attention of a large number of people. Liao Yuanyuan held his forehead, but she was ignored under the dark lamp.
"Senior sister, Zhu Shicheng has sent food to Zhu Dahua many times. Zhu Dahua must be very greedy. If we buy more things, she will definitely say anything to eat."
In Liao Xingchen's imagination, Zhu Dahua had grown into a round, fat man with two heads and a body, eating haphazardly among a pile of delicious food.
"Even if she is greedy, Zhu Shicheng has ordered all the nearby dishes for her. The more greedy she has, the more she will not get tired of the taste."
The two of them decided to go to see Zhu Dahua with gifts. They saw her riding an elephant that day, and they would definitely not refuse the worldly enjoyment.
While talking to the shopkeeper, Jiu Zhi changed into a pretty woman and struck up a conversation with Liao Xingchen.
Liao Xingchen's eyes widened. The demon cultivator actually came to him to beat him.
Qi Buddhism can tell whether a person is good or evil by observing their qi. In the ninth level of demon cultivation, those who practice qi in the fifth stage will have black and red demonic energy coming from their heads.
The demonic aura was so strong that it turned red, and there were at least tens of thousands of innocent souls in his body.
Liao Xingchen grabbed Mo Xiu Zhijiu's neck and lifted it up. The difference in realm was huge. Mo Xiu Zhi Jiu immediately showed his prototype, and the gentlemen who spoke to him stopped talking.
"Be good, build the first level of the foundation. Lao Jiu is really reckless. He told me to wait until I get this precious mirror before taking action. Why doesn't he listen?"
The Seventh Demonic Cultivator scratched his head and scratched his head. Zhu Shiquan's breath was even more exhausted. He was practicing Qi in the seventh stage. What should he do if he is a tiger in front or a wolf in the back?
Before he could think about it, Liao Yuanyuan stretched out his hand, and the clothes of Demon Cultivation Seven were grabbed on the back.
"Brother Seven, save me." Mo Xiu Zhijiu rolled his eyes, kicked his legs and feet wildly, and was delirious.
"Tell me, where are your other accomplices?" Liao Yuanyuan asked.
Demon Cultivator No. 7 hurriedly begged for forgiveness, only blaming Zhu Shiquan for running too slowly and not catching up here before, so he secretly hid the lens close to his body.
"Take him with you to see Zhu Dahua." Liao Xingchen couldn't figure out anything and returned to business.
At this time, a pink cat smelled the smell, stumbled, and walked into the restaurant with its eyes closed. It's a familiar taste. Those meals were indeed delivered to Juntai from here.
"Shopkeeper, serve some meat to Sajia.
"The scrawled cat drove away the table of guests he saw when he came in. He swept away the cups, plates, and bowls with his tail, and settled on the table, snoring comfortably.
On the first day after escaping from Zhu Dahua, Meow regained his life.
The shopkeeper was frightened when he saw that the cat could talk. In line with his professional habits, he went up to talk. Liao Xingchen blocked him with his arm.
Throwing the Nine of Demonic Cultivation to Liao Yuanyuan, Liao Xingchen's hand was on the hilt of the sword.
After waiting for a while and no one was waiting for him, the scrawled cat was furious. He opened his meow eyes and saw Liao Xingchen, "What the hell? I want to fight with Sajia. Sajia just wants to stretch his muscles."
As he spoke, Scrawled Cat's figure swelled, with his head on the ceiling, looking down on Liao Xingchen, and said with an evil smile,
“It’s just a first-floor foundation and a second floor, and if you lose, you’ll drink for the Sa family.
First of all, it will be explained that the Sa family has seven floors of foundation. "
