She Made The Whole Cultivation World Cry

"start sailing--"

Standing on the deck of the thousand-feather dragon boat, Jiang Yuebai watched dozens of boatmen chanting neatly, and pulling up the special wing-like sails on both sides of the dragon boat little by little.

The whole ship floated slowly in the air, and the wings on both sides flapped like waves, leading the whole ship to go westward.

The ship is full of cargo, and the speed is not fast. The Qinglong Realm is vast, and it will take at least two months to reach the Fulong Mountains.

Most of the disciples on this ship were disciples of the True Martial Immortal Sect. They did not participate in the battle with the Dragon Clan, but they had to guard the rear of the Fulong Mountain Range to ensure that the Dragon Clan would not rush through the Fulong Mountain and harm the inland.

In addition to escorting supplies, this group of people also had to change defenses.

In addition, there are some disciples of Fulongzong and Biyougong who took the mission to go to Xihai and wait for five years before they can leave.

Behind the thousand-feather dragon boat, there are some ordinary floating boats following, like a hundred birds facing the phoenix, guarding around the thousand-feather dragon boat, all of them are second-rate sects, casual cultivators, and monks from various chambers of commerce, who are going to the West Sea to 'pan for gold'.

Jiang Yuebai observed for a while, felt bored, and walked towards the cabin.

Xie Jingshan arranged a quiet room for her to facilitate her practice on the road.

As soon as they walked to the side corridor, there were quarrels coming from one of the quiet rooms, and the soundproof enchantment was not activated.

"Whatever, I said whatever!"

A very familiar voice of a young female cultivator, with a hint of helplessness and exhaustion in her tone, and a little bit of anger.

"I just asked if you want to wear this plain blue one or this light yellow one, why are you so angry?"

Sounds like a middle-aged woman.

"As I said just now, wear plain blue."

"That one is too plain, your face is stinky every day, it's better to wear light yellow and brighter."

"Oh~"

"What do you mean? I serve you every day, and I pick out all the clothes and hand them to you. Do you still have an opinion? You child has no heart. How can I feel sorry for you?"

"Mom, I'm already in my sixties. In the mortal world, I would be an old woman in sixties. I'm not a child who needs your attention."

"The realm of comprehension doesn't care about age, so I quickly changed into my clothes. I haven't learned anything else after going out for a few years, but I have learned to disobey me."

"I don't want to wear that."

"Just now I said it's casual, but now you don't want to wear light yellow ones. You can't practice well every day, and you keep talking over and over again. Is there someone like you in other people's homes? Stop, what are you doing?"

The door was pulled open, just in time to bump into Jiang Yuebai who was passing by.

Jiang Yuebai recognized the person in front of him, and it was Mr. Jing Chu, the female proprietor of the shop that Xie Jingshan took over in Shimen City.

She is also a Jindan peak cultivator, a sword cultivator, wearing a blue-green outfit, her hair is pulled up to reveal a full forehead and exquisite facial features, her crescent eyebrows are lightly swept, no makeup is applied, clean and refreshing.

At this moment, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were tired, and he looked in a bad mood.

"It's you?"

Mr. Jing Chu also recognized Jiang Yuebai. At the beginning, the elixir in the shop was all made by Jiang Yuebai, so he had acquaintance with him.

"Mr. Chu, who is this?"

The middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator at the back came over with a goose-yellow dress in her hand, her eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Mr. Jing Chu's, and she looked Jiang Yuebai up and down.

Jing Chujun took a deep breath, "This is my friend, Jiang Yuebai, this is my mother."

In Shimen City, because helping Lord Jing Chu to make alchemy required an official contract and an identity token was required, so he used his real name.

Jiang Yuebai hurriedly cupped his hands in salute, "Junior Jiang Yuebai pays respects to senior."

Zhuang Feng smiled and helped, "It turns out that you are a friend of Mr. Chu. Mr. Chu of our family seldom makes friends. I don't know which sect or which powerful disciple you are from?"

"Mom! Can you stop asking!" Jing Chujun was very impatient.

Jiang Yuebai stood up straight, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "The younger generation is just a casual cultivator, with no family or sect."

"Casual repair?"

Zhuang Feng's eyes immediately turned contemptuous, and he pulled Mr. Jing Chu off, "You come in with me to change clothes, dress like a man all day long, hang out with some messy people, be careful that one day you will be plotted against, and it will be too late to regret."

Jiang Yuebai didn't want to embarrass himself, so he walked away.

Lord Jing Chu is the third generation of the True Martial Immortal Sect, his grandfather is the Lianxu Xing Lord of the True Martial Immortal Sect, and the Supreme Elder who holds real power has a high status.

It's normal for Zhuang Feng to look down on her as a casual cultivator.

Jiang Yuebai found his quiet room, pushed open the door and entered, and was about to close the door when Mr. Jing Chu squeezed in from the outside, slammed the door and opened the protective array.

"Let me hide here for a while."

Jiang Yuebai raised her eyebrows, "Your mother won't eat you, is it that scary?"

Jing Chujun sighed, "It's very depressing to be in the same room with her."

Jun Jing Chu was under strict control by Zhuang Feng on weekdays, from the small things like what clothes to wear, what pills to eat, to what kind of kung fu he practiced, and what kind of friends he made.

Jing Chujun leaned against the door, his chest was heavy, and he couldn't catch his breath for a long time. She had no friends on weekdays. Although she didn't have a deep relationship with Jiang Yuebai in Shimen City, she saw the three of them get along, lively and friendly, which made her very envious.

Now that they met here, Mr. Jing Chu couldn't help but want to get closer to Jiang Yuebai.

"sit down."

Jiang Yuebai asked Mr. Jing Chu to sit down and gather water to make tea. "I also want to thank you. He was quite happy for introducing Xie Jingshan to the Zhenwu Xianzong."

Jing Chujun wanted to say that Xie Jingshan was her friend, and he should, but when he thought that the three of them were best friends, he was really nothing, and suddenly felt a little inferior.

This kind of inferiority complex looks ridiculous to outsiders. After all, her status is unmatched by everyone, but in some respects, she just cannot control her inferiority complex.

"It's nothing, it's Xie Jingshan himself who is extremely capable."

"Are you and your mother going to Fulong Mountain Range too?" Jiang Yuebai asked casually.

Jing Chujun nodded, "My father and the disciples of Zhenwu Xianzong are stationed in the Fulong Mountain Range. My mother and I will visit him."

Jiang Yuebai held her chin and waited for the water to boil, "I really envy you, your family is by your side."

Jing Chujun's eyes dimmed, "There's nothing to be envious of. I'd rather be alone. Speaking of which, the years when I ran away from home in Shimen City were the most comfortable years when I grew up."

Jiang Yuebai suddenly laughed out loud, and Mr. Jing Chu frowned suspiciously.

Jiang Yuebai stopped laughing, "I'm sorry, I suddenly thought that Xie Jingshan also ran away from home when he was a child, and then met Anan and me. No wonder he said that you hit him off very well. You really have a lot in common. Not at home."

The corners of Jing Chujun's lips curled up a little, "Yes, Junior Brother Jingshan also taught me many ways to escape from home, very experienced."

"It's all crooked tricks, right? Don't listen to his random pointers..."

The tea was gurgling, and Jiang Yuebai and Jing Chujun chatted from Xie Jingshan to all over the world. Jingchu Jun's frown gradually relaxed, and the room was full of laughter except for the smell of tea.

After chatting for half an hour, Mr. Jing Chu abided by etiquette and stood up to say goodbye.

Jiang Yuebai sent Mr. Jingchu to the door, but Mr. Jingchu was still full of ideas.

"When I am free in the future, can I chat with you like today?"

Jiang Yuebai thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, I am very busy practicing on weekdays, you come to see me every evening, but next time I won't talk to you about these useless words, if you want, we can discuss together."

Jing Chujun laughed, "No wonder Xie Jingshan said that you are a cultivating madman, and you have learned the lesson today."

Jiang Yuebai smiled and said goodbye to Lord Jingchu.

What kind of experience is this, I didn't even see her fur, I just saw whether Mr. Jing Chu could hold on for three days.

All debts paid off! See you tomorrow~