My apprentice is a little weird?

"Huh~ Sister Bao, don't bother too much. Actually, I'm not looking for my master, but my junior sister."

"When the time comes, Sister Bao will only need to release her treasure body and merge with me to help me improve my cultivation. I have a backup plan in the Ancient Immortal Sect."

"Just let me improve my realm and let my operation surpass the current mountain protection formation of the Ancient Immortal Sect."

As he spoke, Jiang Yan's expression was serious. He closed his eyes slightly, made hand gestures and changed the fingers of his hands. A series of mysterious and obscure words came out of his mouth. The surging magic power was compatible with the free spiritual energy around him, causing some kind of magical changes in the surroundings.

Sister Bao didn't say much, she just hummed softly, and the whole loli turned into mist and merged into the gourd.

The gourd then shrank by itself, hanging in the air and spinning slowly. On its ugly dark surface, faint golden gilt patterns were faintly visible underneath.

A terrifying aura was hidden in the flickering gilded patterns, appearing and disappearing from time to time, slowly changing.

When Jiang Yan adjusted to a certain state, he suddenly opened his eyes, with a gleam of light in his eyes.

"Come~"

The pitch-black gourd fell with this sound and rushed straight towards Jiang Yan without hesitation, rushing towards the Niwan Palace on his forehead.

There was not much rejection, nor much delay; everything was as easy as a fish entering the sea.

The gourd blends in naturally with Jiang Yan.

Lingbao Lingbao, can't be simply summarized in three words "having spirit inside". After a long period of living and refining, ordinary magic tools can basically develop some slight intelligence, and cooperate with the owner to perform simple attacks and identification.

But those cannot be called spiritual treasures, they can only be called magic treasures.

Dharma instruments, magic treasures, and spiritual treasures. This is a stage, and there is a gap between spiritual treasures.

After all, as the saying goes, all roads lead to Rome. Even an ordinary magical weapon can become a spiritual treasure after refining, running-in, mastering, and growth.

However, some treasures are born to be cattle and horses, and some treasures are born to be in Rome.

The treasures born in Rome are definitely more powerful than those who grow up little by little. This is unfair, but this is the fact in the world of cultivation.

A treasure is not a person.

Coincidentally, Sister Bao was born in Rome.

When the mind is in tune with the holder, it can not only enhance the holder's attributes in all aspects, but also merge with the holder in an emergency to raise the three highs.

The Three Highs are what Jiang Yan calls them. In the world of immortal cultivation, it is called "enhancing the soul, enhancing the realm, and enhancing the body", commonly known as the Three Highs.

At this time, Jiang Yan had entered a mysterious state.

He felt like he was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket with dozens of weights on it. It was indestructible and every step he took would cause earthquakes. However, he did not feel heavy. He just had to be more careful than usual and not to sneeze out magic power.

That's trouble.

Without much hesitation, maintaining this state would consume Sister Bao's spiritual energy, so Jiang Yan did not feel it carefully, but concentrated his mind to sense what he left behind in the Ancient Immortal Gate. It was a divine thought he left behind~

As long as he could penetrate the Ancient Immortal Sect's formation, he would be able to immediately gain control of this divine thought, and then he would have the power to exert his magic power to capture his naughty junior sister! !

His mind wandered into the sky, his eyes slightly closed, his mind left his body and went far away~

At this time, a small figure climbed up the hillside, and quietly poked his head out, looking at Jiang Yan with a pair of bright eyes~

…………

Thousands of miles away from Jiang Yan, on a steep cliff, a leaf fell from the mountain.

It fell gently and slowly fell into the cliff in front of it.

But suddenly, some ripples appeared in the air, and the fallen leaf actually went straight into them?

As you enter, towering mountains suddenly appear. The mountains are majestic and shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland on earth.

There are houses at the foot of the mountain, arranged in an orderly manner, with bright lights everywhere. There are many people coming and going to trade and stroll around, making it very lively, just like a street market on earth.

The palaces and pavilions on the mountain are magnificent with carved beams and painted buildings, and some are built against the mountain.

The flying eaves and brackets are magnificent.

The pavilions and towers are connected by corridors, and the scenery changes as you move forward, as if you are in a painting.

There are exotic flowers and plants everywhere in the mountains, pine and cypress are evergreen, and the breeze brings bursts of fragrance. The spiritual springs flow from top to bottom and gather into lakes, which are as clear as a mirror, reflecting the bright moon and stars.

The mountain is a paradise on earth, while the city is bustling below. These should have been incompatible scenes, but at this moment they coexist in harmony without any sense of incongruity.

And in the center of the small town at the foot of the mountain, there is a huge human sculpture.

He was a young man, with a tall and straight figure. He was wearing a simple and elegant long gown, but it could not hide his elegance. His long hair was as black as ink, but it was casually draped behind him without any rules.

His face was as delicate as a sculpture, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. There was a hint of laziness in his eyes, and the slightly upturned corners of his eyes were full of mockery, as if he was indifferent to everything in this world.

This person is none other than Jiang Yan, who has turned on the beauty filter to the maximum, 1:5, a life-size doll, bah, a sculpture!!

Then, a slight ripple spread out, and a powerful divine thought suddenly appeared in the sky above this place.

When I got closer and took a look, it was also Jiang Yan?

Jiang Yan looked at the unusually eye-catching sculpture at the foot of the mountain in confusion, his expression somewhat dull.

"No... I... I was only out for three years? And you're going to erect a monument for me?"

At this moment, a little boy came to the statue of Jiang Yan, inserted a stick of incense, turned around and said happily to his mother: "Mom, I went to burn incense for Grandpa Jiang again today~"

"Okay, okay, pray more, your Grandpa Jiang will bless you~"

"........."

"Ah? It's really a monument!!"

Confused Jiang Yan then looked at his hands again. His fingers were solid and there was no sense of illusion.

"This, this, this, this! I actually penetrated the formation directly? The outer mountain protection formation of the Ancient Immortal Sect is not activated! Only an illusion formation is activated! What happened?!"

Jiang Yan looked at the unusually lively and familiar night market scene, and couldn't help feeling dazed. He had a complex feeling that time was passing by and the years were expediting people to grow old, and the waves were dying on the beach.

But before he could recover from his confusion, he saw a person in front of the magic weapon stall below! A woman!

She had a graceful figure, and was dressed in a lavender gown with fluttering sleeves, as if she were a fairy from heaven. Her face was like a beautifully carved jade, her eyebrows were picturesque, and her facial features were delicate.

A pair of quirky eyes, like the deep starry sky, sparkling with intelligence and playfulness.

In his hand he held a folding fan with a painting of a bamboo forest on it. In it, there was a lazy giant panda yawning out of boredom.

There is a small word "Jiang" printed in the corner.