Traveling from The Deer and Ding Tale

Chapter 98 Junior Sister, I'm Coming Up (Please Subscribe)

"Wow."

Zhou Pingan almost sat down on the ground in shock, "Junior sister Qianqian, do you call eight hundred miles not far away?"

"Yeah, Yu Jian flew past half a stick of incense and we'll be there." Mu Qianqian smiled slightly, as if this matter was as common as eating and drinking.

"The key is that I don't know how to do it." A trace of embarrassment flashed across Zhou Ping'an's face, "How big is the territory under our Taiyi Sect's jurisdiction? How many disciples do we have? Is the [-]-mile radius all yours?"

"It's more than that. There should be three or four thousand miles in length and breadth. It's estimated that there are more than one million disciples." Mu Qianqian said calmly.

Zhou Ping'an was speechless secretly, thinking that the Qing Dynasty that he traveled through before was only about [-] miles in length and width at the longest, and that one mountain gate of the Taiyi Sect was equivalent to half of the Qing Dynasty, which was simply terrifying.

"Could it be that the prehistoric world grows bigger? Or is the system powerful enough to allow me to travel to a rich family, the kind that can talk about my father Zhang Erhe even when I go out?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Ping'an was overjoyed, "How many closed disciples are there, Master?"

"It's just the two of us now"

Speaking of this, Mu Qianqian's expression flashed with pride, she pursed her lips and said with a smile,

"At first, Master said that from now on you will be senior brother and I will be junior sister. I was still not convinced. However, when I saw that senior brother is so handsome and has an unparalleled temperament, I was immediately convinced and convinced him."

"Junior Sister, you are too superficial, this is not good, haha."

Zhou Ping'an never expected that when he came here to Taiyi Sect, his first victory would be based on face.

"In this world, it is really not easy to find someone who is really willing to think of himself as superficial. Junior sister, I have met countless handsome fellow monks, but the one who can really make me think of myself as superficial at first sight is you, senior brother. ”

"." Zhou Ping'an suddenly realized that he couldn't find a reason to refute what his junior sister Mu Qianqian said.

"Flying with the sword, where is the sword?" Zhou Ping'an looked around in confusion, but there was none.

"*#￥.￥%..., come with the sword!" Mu Qianqian recited a series of strange and ancient mantras, and Zhou Ping'an could only understand two words.

Looking at the slippery autumn sword that appeared on the ground out of thin air, Zhou Ping'an looked embarrassed, "This sword is so slippery that it has no safety facilities and handrails."

"Come on, senior brother." Mu Qianqian smiled slightly and flew up first.

This kind of flying is not like Zhou Ping'an's leapfrog jump with his legs stretched out and kicking the ground in Senior Sister Lu Ding Ji before, but a real windless and automatic stepping into the air like walking on the ground.

"Okay, junior sister, I'm coming up, please help me."

Zhou Pingan pretended to be calm, even though all his cultivation bases were sealed, he refused to lose face in front of little Lolita.

But in fact, the flowing sword only stayed three inches from the ground, and Zhou Pingan went up as soon as he raised his legs.

However, Zhou Ping'an was worried that it would be too slippery and prone to accidents.

"Junior Sister, this is my first time with a sword, so I'm a little nervous." Zhou Ping'an looked embarrassed.

"It's okay, I'll support you." Mu Qianqian pursed her lips and smiled, and took Zhou Ping'an's arm easily.

"This sword is so slippery!" Zhou Pingan couldn't help admiring as soon as he stepped on it.

"You'll be fine once you get used to it. It's very comfortable." Mu Qianqian pursed her lips and snickered.

"Junior Sister, is this sword a golden sword or a silver sword?"

"Silver sword. Only elders above the head teacher can use the golden sword."

"In the searched temple, linen replaces Gou Dasai."

"Brother, what did you say?"

"Ah, I mean, it's a beautiful view here."

What made Zhou Pingan vomit blood was that he flew [-] miles with his sword tremblingly to some kind of Qianma Lake, not to mention drinking and eating meat, and he didn't even have a proper meal.

"Peace, these are the pills refined by the teacher for you, which will help you consolidate and improve your cultivation."

Yi Xingtian, dressed in a Tsing Yi Taoist robe, smiled slightly and waved to Zhou Ping'an.

Sitting under Yi Xingtian were some young monks.

"The material of their clothes is better than mine, and their status is obviously higher than mine." Zhou Ping'an observed secretly.

Sure enough, after Mu Qianqian saluted the suzerain Yi Xingtian, it was followed by Teacher Qiu, Master Ma and Master Zhu.

Zhou Ping'an followed suit, but he was not very interested in those dark pills that might cause mercury poisoning.

"Junior sister, don't you all eat? Don't you even understand that people are iron and rice are steel?"

Zhou Pingan found a gap, quietly pulled Mu Qianqian and asked.

"Ah, eat? Brother, are you talking about whole grains? The first step for us cultivators is to eat without food!"

"I don't eat my butt." Zhou Pingan was helpless, "Indeed, I don't eat my butt either."

Seeing that Yi Xingtian swallowed the "Wuji Baifeng Pill" with a smile on his face, Zhou Pingan reckoned that this stuff should not be very toxic, so he took it as well.

After working hard for a while, Zhou Ping'an suddenly discovered that besides the bad taste of these pills, his whole body was really warm and comfortable.

"Master, do you have any suitable exercises for disciples here?"

After eating and watching the scenery, Zhou Ping'an suddenly thought of a key thing.

In the prehistoric world, if you do it well, you can live forever. As long as you practice the peerless skills, then everything will be okay.

After all, Shushan has a way to take shortcuts, learn from the sea and take a yacht, and it is the truth wherever it is placed.

Since he is the suzerain's closed disciple, and he doesn't have to be responsible for opening and closing the door, he should practice the top-level kung fu.

It would be the best if there is a god elephant that suppresses prisons, destroys heaven and destroys the earth, and thunder god arrows.

Yi Xingtian smiled slightly, and he didn't repeat any big words like "cultivation needs to be done step by step" and "haste makes waste", but directly brought Zhou Ping'an to Taiyi Zongshu Pavilion.

"Look at it, including the topmost layer."

"Master, you are too partial to senior brother. Only the suzerains of the past can go up to the top floor." Mu Qianqian was surprised.

"Your senior brother is the lucky star of Taiyi Sect, it's okay." Yi Xingtian smiled with his beard.

"Thank you Master!"

Feeling the surprised and envious looks of all the disciples, Zhou Ping'an was also grateful for the favor given to the sect leader Yi Xingtian.

However, when Zhou Pingan went all the way from the first floor to the top floor, not only did he not find any god-like prison-suppressing power and the destructive Thunder God Arrow, but he also found sadly that he couldn't understand any of them.

All the techniques of cultivating immortals are surrounded by clouds and mist, and there are even poems and songs mixed in, such as Hongmeng opening up dragons and phoenixes to bring auspiciousness, catastrophe and so on.

At that moment, Zhou Ping'an suddenly thought of the wise words of Master Lu in the love apartment: the art of becoming cute mainly depends on talent.

Pit father ah.

I may not even be able to understand Xiuxian's vernacular Chinese. You have to fix this classical Chinese, but it is still so obscure. I still have to practice with a hammer.

What I want to watch is the summer version of the TV series "Dengdeng, etc., Dengdeng, etc.". If you give me Wu Chengen's version of the novel "Journey to the West", I will still watch it.

However, seeing Yi Xingtian standing there with a smile on his face, Zhou Pingan couldn't directly say that he couldn't understand a single book.

After walking around the huge Book Collection Pavilion several times, Zhou Pingan finally found a book of ghost painting talisman skills that probably no one could understand from the inconspicuous Gada on the third floor, and came to Yi Xingtian.

(End of this chapter)