The strategy of the host of fast travel depends on recklessness

Chapter 347 Master Doesn’t Speak, I Don’t Speak (4)

The relationship between Qingzhen and Xuanqingzi can only be said to be so-so, they can be regarded as familiar strangers.

Under the largest old osmanthus tree in the yard, there is a table of white Chinese jade and three stools of the same material. The hot mist is rising from the brewed tea on the table. Arrange the chestnut cakes on the plate, making an exquisite and unpretentious arrangement, which looks extremely elegant.

The three sat under the tree, drinking tea and eating cakes, the moonlight was just right, it seemed that layers of tulle were blown by the wind and poured down from the round window like a silver plate, falling into the world, peaceful and quiet The dark night is paved with a layer of bright and gentle colors, the osmanthus trees of that tree become deeper and deeper, and the fragrance of the flowers seems to become more and more fragrant.

"In a few days, the Fuyao Secret Realm will be opened, are you going to try it?" Qing Zhen blew the hot mist on the tea water, looked at the two of them, "Xuan Qingzi should be able to go, the secret realm is Those who are restricted must be under a hundred years old and above the foundation building stage to enter, and Xuan Qingzi is the most lethal sword cultivator in terms of strength, so he should be able to win the first place in Fuyao Secret Realm."

Xuan Qingzi is only 17 years old now, and he is already at the Great Perfection of the Golden Core Stage, and he is only short of breaking through to the Nascent Soul. It can be seen that the talent is evil. Not less than a thousand years old, let alone the days of being a god, there must be tens of thousands of years in several lives.

Xuan Qingzi squeezed the teacup in his hand. He didn't want to leave Shizun too far for too long. Shizun is the only person in the world who treats him well. With her around, he feels safe. He is not weak, but as a sword Xiu, actual combat experience must be indispensable, he was distracted and stuffed chestnut cakes into his mouth, almost choking himself.

"Xuan Qingzi."

"Master?"

Hearing the sound, Xuan Qingzi looked at Chi Changsheng. The master, who had not changed in the slightest for ten years, still looked as cold as a fairy. The heavy sense of antiquity in the accumulation makes people see at a glance that she is not as young as she appears on the outside, and Xuan Qingzi has never seen the strength of her master. She can kill the enemy with just one knife and one glance It's hard to figure out how deep her strength is in an instant.

He wants to be closer to her.

"Do you want to go to Fuyao Secret Realm?"

"Go, Master."

Xuan Qingzi nodded and said calmly, his cold and clear face was like a perfect face outlined by strokes of strokes, every part was as cold as snow, as sharp as a sword, and words like femininity and femininity were completely different. What can't be used on him, no matter how good-looking this person is, can only be said to be beyond gender boundaries.

Any woman would ignore his special frost-haired and gray eyes, and her heart would jump. This hair color is perfect for him, and it matches his frost-like temperament, which reminds people of the phrase "From the Heart".

Seeing Chi Changsheng reaching out his hand, Xuan Qingzi bowed his head silently and obediently, making it easier for her to touch her hair. The girl's warm hand carried the roughness and thick sword calluses that are characteristic of sword cultivators practicing swords all the year round. How much, even now, he can still see her practicing sword every day.

He has to work harder.

Xuan Qingzi didn't know Chi Changsheng's age, but with her talent and diligence, it was only a matter of time before she became immortal.

The time for the opening of the Fuyao Secret Realm came as promised, and Xuan Qingzi was sent to the entrance of the secret realm by Chi Changsheng. It was between a huge mountain peak and a ditch, and the vortex-like stream of light was rapidly spreading outward. Immortal cultivators from different sects came one after another. , whether it is a human cultivator, a demon cultivator or a demon cultivator can see it.

"Master." Seeing that Chi Changsheng was about to leave, Xuan Qingzi called her subconsciously.

"I'll pick you up in a month." Chi Changsheng rubbed the boy's long, fluffy hair, which became softer and smoother, and Xuan Qingzi felt relieved, nodded obediently, turned around and jumped into the whirlpool.

Chi Changsheng disappeared into the space magic circle and returned to Jufeng before those people came over. Qing Zhen looked at her, "Are you sure you really want to go to Zhongshan in the northwest to find Zhulong?"

"Sword cultivator needs a good sword." Chi Changsheng said, "I'm just looking for materials now."

Qing Zhen raised her eyebrows, "You are too kind to him, it will be difficult for him to find a Taoist partner in the future, you should be more indifferent to him."

Chi Changsheng was taken aback.

"Maybe it's just my conjecture, you don't have to take it too seriously." Qing Zhen smiled, "If I go with you, it will hold you back, and my body is almost repaired, it's time to go back to the demon world to settle some personal matters .”

"You can find me if you need it." Chi Changsheng nodded.

"I will. After all, we are friends, aren't we?" Qing Zhen looked at Chi Changsheng with a complicated expression. He never thought that one day he would have friends, and he would value them so much because he was the most vulnerable human race. This friend, Qingzhen is the most poisonous in the world, and it will kill you when you touch it. Even a monk in the Yuanying stage will be corroded in an instant as long as he comes into contact with his poison. When he is conscious, he will deliberately restrain his poison , but when the main body is seriously injured, he will emit a strong poison to all threatening things. In many cases, there will be no grass for a hundred miles, barren, the world is impermanent, and the future is unknown.

It is too rare to meet someone who can touch him in his unconscious state without being hurt, and is willing to be friends with him.

Qing Zhen showed Chi Changsheng a gentle smile from the heart, "I will be back soon."

Chi Changsheng bid farewell to Qing Zhen and set off for the northwest. Chi Changsheng, with his abilities fully activated, flew in the sky with space magic, set the coordinates at the farthest point of his line of sight and teleported, and he could pass through in the blink of an eye. After hundreds of meters, it didn't take long to find Zhongshan. The huge candle dragon was inhabiting here. He closed his eyes. It was the night of Zhongshan at this moment, so Chi Changsheng found a place in the mountain to rest and wait. He wakes up and waits for the day to come and talk.

When Zhulong woke up and the sky turned white, Chi Changsheng asked him for a piece of dragon scale and carried the word "Zhi Qing" on his back.

It's just a piece of dragon scale, and it's not that Zhulong can't afford it. Zhulong is the mountain god of Zhongshan. He can be said to be arrogant, but he is also an extremely competent god. The powerful and majestic breath, even Zhulong, who has lived for tens of millions of years, can't help but sigh the importance of this person's divine fate. Looking at the cold silver knife with His breath on her back, Zhulong already understood, He gave her the dragon scales that he had shed. They were the scales that he shed before he grew into such a giant. It is not a loss to form a good relationship with this person. Even if it is pulled out of the flesh and blood alive, Zhulong is unwilling.

Chi Changsheng thanked her and gave two light groups, one black and one white, surrounded by complex talisman arrays to Zhulong in exchange. The black one was the dark element and the white one was the light element. She gave the two light groups the He told Zhulong that these two small balls could be used to allow him to be lazy for a short period of time instead of alternating between day and night. Zhulong felt that it was not a loss. Some time ago, he was worried about how to go to Yinglong's appointment. Now Enough.

"Can it only be used three times?" Candle Dragon regretted.

"Yes, three times." Chi Changsheng affirmed. At most three times, the two element light spheres will be completely consumed. She researched these two light spheres to make a deal with Zhulong. Zhulong gave them so generously. She also has something to thank, she added after a slight pause: "If you still need it, you can always come to Jufeng in the middle of the Huaihe River to find me."

Zhulong readily agreed.

(End of this chapter)