Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

Qingfeng was just an ordinary person before this, but in just one day, he was able to rub lightning with his hands.

It’s strange that Lin Xuan is not moved!

"That sect leader, my family is rich. Didn't I read it in the novels, are there any outer disciples in the sect? If I am not talented enough, just ask me to be an outer disciple. In the future, the sect's development funds, I cover it all!”

Lin Xuan said with excitement.

Sang Qingjiu nodded lightly and said indifferently, "Cross your knees and guard the gods, and recite to me: The mind and spirit are as one, the spiritual platform is pure and bright, and the thousands of dharma are in accordance with my will..."

She said, Lin Xuan read along.

Gradually, as if entering a mysterious and mysterious state, Lin Xuan seemed to see small earth-colored spots around him, pouring into his body.

"Single-line high-grade earth spirit root."

Sang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this, thinking that she was so lucky, how could she just grab a high-level spiritual root?

Is it possible that in this small world, everyone is very talented?

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye before Lin Xuan opened his eyes. The light in his eyes was as bright as when he summoned Ultraman, "Sect Master, I, I have feelings!"

"Good talent."

Sang Qingjiu said calmly: "Are you sure you want to join my sect today?"

"Sure!"

"Those who join our sect must not kill each other in the same sect; secondly, they must not kill innocent people; thirdly, they must not deceive their masters and destroy their ancestors; fourthly, they must not..."

Sang Qingjiu said as he sat down on the main seat.

Then they called Qingfeng and the other three people over and arranged the courtyard again. The scene instantly became serious.

"Don't lose your etiquette. Bow three times and kowtow nine times, and I will accept you as my disciple."

As soon as Sang Qingjiu finished speaking, Lin Xuan knelt down in front of her and knocked his head loudly.

joke.

This is cultivating immortality!

Not to mention kneeling once and kowtowing nine times, he is willing to kowtow nine hundred times!

While he was kowtowing, someone also came in at the door of the courtyard. Who could it be if it wasn't Ding Jianwei?

He stood at the door of the courtyard and looked at his usually idle cousin who was the boss and his second son and who didn't give any face to anyone. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Sang Qingjiu glanced at him casually.

"Host, Ding Jianwei!" 1199 immediately reminded frantically in his mind.

"I know, shut up."

"Ok."

1199 shuts down the mic instantly.

The corners of Sang Qingjiu's lips turned up slightly for a moment, and then he said very calmly, "Since you worship me as your teacher, I will give you a gift."

Suddenly a glimmer of light flashed.

There was a long sword in her hand.

The sword is more than one meter long, and the whole body is shiny and white. The sword pattern is like a tortoise shell, and the hilt is like a tortoise head.

"This is the spirit-binding sword. It is very suitable for your earth spiritual roots. It is a seventh-level magic weapon. It's just that your cultivation level is too low now. It is still sealed and cannot exert its maximum strength. As your cultivation level improves, it will It will also become stronger and stronger.”

"Thank you, master!"

Lin Xuan took the long sword and protected it very dearly.

"Sister, it's not fair, why don't I?"

"Yes, senior sister, I want it too!"

Seeing that Lin Xuan, a latecomer, had a magical weapon, but he did not, Qingfeng and others all acted coquettishly towards Sang Qingjiu.

Sang Qingjiu waved his hand slightly, and several long swords floated out of the air, "I have them all, but I forgot to give them to you yesterday."

In fact, she had no intention of giving it at all.

These long swords are all bought with points.

She originally planned to forge a few swords by herself, but she didn't expect that Ding Jianwei would come so suddenly. In order to pretend to be a good person, she had no choice but to spend points to show off in front of the dignitary!

"A friend is coming from afar, why not come in and have a cup of tea."

After saying that, Sang Qingjiu raised his eyes and looked outside the door. The two people were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped.

Ding Jian blinked slightly, raised his hand and pinched the supporting arm beside him.

Zhu Li took a deep breath and immediately screamed.

"Does it hurt?"

Ding Jian asked, tilting his head slightly.

Zhu Li didn't answer, but his slightly twisted face said it all.

hmm~

That face was quite dirty.

If Ding Jianwei hadn't been his boss, the special assistant would probably have cursed with his mouth instead of his face.

"It turned out to be true!"

The way Ding Jian looked at Sang Qingjiu changed in an instant.

Drawing a sword out of thin air and joining a sect is no longer the scope of martial arts training.

This guy is a cultivator!

His cousin was the chosen one, and he actually became a roommate with an immortal cultivator and even became his disciple!

What the hell!

"cousin?"

Lin Xuan turned around and saw him, and was very surprised, "Cousin, why are you here?"

"I'm not worried about you coming here alone yesterday."

is it?

His cousin...is such an enthusiastic person?

Lin Xuan looked suspicious.

Ding Jianwei had already walked over in a hurry, "Master Immortal, are you still accepting disciples?"

Fuck Zheng Tian.

That little business dispute is nothing. No matter how rich Zheng Tian is, can he become an immortal?

Sang Qingjiu chuckled, "I'll take it."

"Then let's see if I have this opportunity?" Ding Jianwei asked eagerly.

The special assistant followed him, looking directly at Sang Qingjiu with pleading and expectant eyes.

Sang Qingjiu looked him up and down calmly.

This figure...

Tsk~

The white shirt that was rolled up to the cuffs and unbuttoned with two buttons showed off his strong chest muscles, broad shoulders and narrow waist, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and his leg length under the suit pants was 1.8 meters long.

"character."

Sang Qingjiu asked softly.

what?

Several people present were stunned.

This, this... do you still need to ask the horoscope when accepting a disciple?

Lin Xuan scratched his head, why didn't this happen when he was accepted?

"At Wuwu time on the day of Guihai day, Renshen month, Jiashen year."

Ding Jianwei was also a little surprised, but he still told her his birth date and name.

Sang Qingjiu raised his hand and pretended to calculate, then stared at Ding Jianwei and smiled more meaningfully, "You and I are destined."

After saying that, she stretched out her hand towards Ding Jianwei.

Ding Jianwei hesitated for a moment, then put his hand on hers.

So in full view of everyone, Sang Qingjiu played with his hand, touching it so freely.

This made Ding Jianwei feel a little uncomfortable and wanted to withdraw his hand.

But Sang Qingjiu's strength was indeed a bit strong. He tried several times but couldn't do anything. In the end, he could only watch her play tricks on him.

"You come with me."

Sang Qingjiu took Ding Jianwei and walked inside.

Lin Xuan saw this and shouted quickly: "Master, then I..."

Sang Qingjiu put his fingers together a little, and a stream of light fell into Lin Xuan's mind, "This is your technique, let Qingfeng take you into meditation first."

what about me?

The special assistant stood there, neither leaving nor staying. He was so embarrassed that he wished he could dig out a single room and bury himself in it.

"Immortal?"

After walking for a while, Ding Jianwei couldn't help but asked curiously, "What are you taking me for?"

"My name is Sang Qingjiu, you can call me wife."

Ding Jianwei:? ? ?

what?

Ding Jianwei stood there and looked at her incomprehensibly, "What did you say?"

Old what?

What mother-in-law?

Don't think that just because you are a cultivator, you can take advantage of him so uprightly. He is not a casual person!