Little white flower as a rote memorization [Quick Transmigration]

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For a moment, the eyes became bright, Youyou stared at Qianqiu intently, even forgot to say hello.

Chiaki: ...

The girl's undisguised fiery eyes pierced towards her as if after an eternity of time, Qian Qiu's eyes flickered, and he said calmly, "Are you still satisfied?"

"Hmm."

Nodding impatiently, Youyou woke up.

"Ahhh, Elder Qianqiu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Youyou didn't do it on purpose."

The handyman and deacon said that Elder Qianqiu has a cold personality and doesn't like excitement, and even more hates others staring at her hotly.

According to legend, Si Nushui, the palace maid of lovesickness thousands of years ago, was fascinated by Qianqiu when she saw her. Go to Acacia Palace.

As a result, er er er er, Si Nushui was held by Qianqiu's expressionless sword, no, to be precise, the sword pierced Yuanshen.

There are four palaces in the huge Northern Territory.

Shangqing Palace, Xingluo Palace, Tianwen Palace, Acacia Palace.

As the owner of the Acacia Palace, Si Nushui's strength can be ranked among the top ten in the Northern Territory. Although Qianqiu stabbed Si Nushui, there is also a reason why Si Nushui was fascinated by sex and was not prepared well, but, what the hell is this reason? I can't stand it at all.

Don't say that the monks present at that time didn't believe it.

Even Si Nushui himself didn't believe it.

At this point, a sword resounded through the thousands of years in the Northern Territory, and the road to the strong began.

She traveled from the Northern Territory to the Southern Territory, from the chaotic area to the Demon Realm. Along the way, corpses were scattered all over the field, and countless people who died under her sword were cultivating demons and cultivating ghosts.

For thousands of years, countless celestial talents have been eclipsed after Qianqiu Hengkong was born. She is the pride of the entire Shangqing Palace and the big boss of the entire cultivation world.

Youyou can't remember most of the rest, but Youyou still remembers the excited expression when the handyman deacon mentioned Qianqiu.

Standing there stiffly, not daring to move, Youyou shrunk her neck, fearing that Qianqiu would chop off her head if she was unhappy.

Chiaki: ...

"Are you afraid of me?"

With some hesitation in his tone, Qianqiu stepped forward and walked in front of Youyou. In his extremely light silver-gray eyes, there was a light that Youyou couldn't understand at all.

Hearing this, Youyou nodded instinctively, and then shook his head under Xixi's reminder: "Youyou is not afraid, Elder Qianqiu, Youyou really didn't do it on purpose."

The closer you get, the more you feel that Qianqiu Mei is illusory, not like a real person. After all, it looks like silver hair and silver eyes, and it is so beautiful to the extreme. Youyou has only seen it in Two-dimensional anime. .

"laugh."

With a mocking chuckle, Qianqiu looked at Youyou's bowl and frowned.

"Meat."

Yes, not doubts, Youyou followed Qianqiu's gaze, looked at the bowl he was holding in his hand, and nodded awkwardly: "Yes, Youyou likes to eat meat, does Elder Qianqiu like it, Youyou Do it for you."

Originally, the work of the handyman also included cooking, but most of the people in the Shangqing Palace had already fasted, and the handyman deacon also said that she didn't need to do it.

"Need not."

Coldly refused, Qianqiu looked at Youyou meaningfully, and said: "This deity likes to be vegetarian, never, no, eat, meat."

With the palm of the right hand facing upwards, I made a tactic, and in an instant, the bowl that was still stained with soup was as clean as new.

At the same time, another aura popped up, and the kitchen was clean.

Youyou: "Wow, thank you Elder Qianqiu."

"You're welcome, the deity taught you the cleansing formula, and you can do the same in the future." The tips of her ears were slightly red, and Qian Qiu felt that the girl's eyes were too bright, so bright that she was not ready to face it.

"Hey, but Hei Chongzi is not wrong. It was the Great Immortal Chong who said that Youyou's foundation is very weak, so can you practice Jing Jue like this?"

Looking up in surprise, Youyou looked at Qianqiu full of curiosity, looking forward to it.

black bug...

The memory suddenly goes back to a long time ago, once...

Ah.

"can."

A gloomy dark color disappeared from his eyes in an instant, Qianqiu shook his sleeves and left, Youyou said coldly: "You are ready, the deity wants to take you as an apprentice."

"Hey?"

Unbelievable, looking at Qianqiu's back, Youyou stood under the corridor, and asked in confusion: "Xixi, is she lying to Youyou?" '

In the realm of comprehension, strength is the most important thing. Only those with good aptitude can be cultivated, and those with low aptitude, even if they are accepted as disciples, will only increase the jokes.

When Xixi first came to this world, it was like Youyou had explained some unwritten rules about the cultivation world, so Xixi was very confused about Qianqiu's words.

[No way, he is such a big person, so he shouldn't be fooling people. 】

Xixi is not too sure whether what Qianqiu said is true or not.

Youyou: ...

Pull Jianfeng.

before the waterfall.

Hei Chongzi took a deep breath, then raised his head to the sky and screamed loudly, "Bai, Nian, Master, sister, I am here to see you!"

The extremely loud and thin female voice pierced through the waterfall like a sharp sword, and also quickly pierced through the entire Shangqing Palace.

Immediately.

Everyone in the Shangqing palace froze when they heard this voice, and even the Palace Mistress Fei Yang's face twitched slightly, as if he had received a huge blow.

"Again, do you want to recruit disciples again?"

With trembling hands, he picked up the teacup and took a sip. Fei Yang had black hair and black eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a pair of upturned peach blossom eyes with a natural smile. He looked extremely young and gentle, but in fact, when Fei Yang was 16 years old, he Lian Zhan, the Eighth General of the Demon Realm with a cultivation level higher than him, is a peerless ruthless man who can fight but not speak.

But now, this peerless ruthless person, after hearing the words of Junior Sister Bingshan who suddenly appeared, was so shocked that he couldn't drink water anymore.

"Cough cough cough cough little junior sister."

Coughing, breathing smoothly, Feiyang looked at Qianqiu with a tearless look on his face, with a downcast and despondent expression: "Also, let's say goodbye."

800 years ago, his junior sister went down the mountain after she came out of retreat, and brought back a black worm, saying that she wanted to accept disciples.

After more than ten years, his younger sister went down the mountain after she came out of closed-door training, and brought back a little girl named Xiaohong, who said she wanted to take disciples, and that person was Hongyao.

After more than a hundred years, his junior sister came out of closed-door training and went down the mountain. She brought back a little girl named Bai Nian, nicknamed Nian Nian, and said that she wanted to accept her as an apprentice.