I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Xing Minzhi rolled his eyes fiercely: "I'm not those idiots who dream every day that they are my Taoist mates, why do I want their portraits?"

Feng Yuanjiu: "..." I actually felt a little speechless.

Immediately, Xing Minzhi said excitedly: "I have a portrait of Senior Brother Qin, do you want to see it? I just ask if you want it?"

Feng Yuanjiu couldn't help laughing: "We need to see, we need to see."

Surrounded by clouds and mist, a burly and tall male cultivator stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, with a towering crown and his belt fluttering in the wind.

Looking back indifferently.

On a face with standard Chinese characters, the thick eyebrows and star pupils reflect masculinity, the tall and straight bridge of the nose outlines perseverance, and the slightly raised corners of the lips express righteousness.

The feather fan swayed lightly, exuding indescribable morality, and took away the respect of all living beings.

People can't help but be fascinated and want to follow him.

Feng Yuanjiu calmed down slightly, and silently recited the "Pure Heart Sutra", however, that respect was like a seed that took root, and remained in the deepest part of his heart: "It's really hurtful!"

"That's natural!" Xing Min put away the jade slip in his palm like a treasure, and the fairy in the cloud disappeared instantly, "This is our senior brother Taiqing!"

The elder brother of the No. [-] Taoist sect in Silu and Kyushu, naturally suffered.

However, what Feng Yuanjiu is thinking about is still the image of the two Tianjiao figures in the Demon Sect, more precisely, the image of Kang Xuanyi of the Tianmo Zong. means of repair.

Therefore, Feng Yuanjiu looked at Xing Minzhi with a smile that was not a smile: "I'm not those idiots who dream every day that they are my Taoist couple. Why do I want their portraits?"

Xing Minzhi: "..."

Feng Yuanjiu: "Could it be that senior brother misses senior senior brother?"

Xing Minzhi's face was full of anger: "Stop, stop, stop! You little junior brother has a pretty face, but your heart is so dirty!"

Feng Yuanjiu looked at Xing Minzhi leisurely: "I'm just as bright as a torch."

Xing Minzhi stared at Feng Yuanjiu angrily, and held back for a long time: "I wish I could beat you up!"

Feng Yuanjiu raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

Xing Minzhi said angrily, "You can't say it."

Feng Yuanjiu guessed in his heart that it probably had something to do with the order of Monastery Master Meng Yan, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why Xing Minzhi, who is fearless and fearless, tolerated him so much: "Then let's talk about the appearance of the Ten Heavenly Proud Man?"

Holding the jade bowl, Xing Minzhi slowed down filling his mouth with ice and mud: "Why do you care so much about their looks?"

Feng Yuanjiu said nonsense seriously: "In the future, it is inevitable to walk in the cultivation world, remember their appearance, so as not to inadvertently commit a taboo, and be sent to meet the Dao inexplicably."

Xing Minzhi looked at Feng Yuanjiu with a spoon in his mouth, sneered, and said slowly: "Then you only need to know the looks of the four from the Demon Sect and the Demon Department."

Feng Yuanjiu nodded: "That's the reason."

Xing Minzhi handed out the empty bowl, and signaled to Feng Yuanjiu that he would increase the price—adding a bowl of ice mud: "The symbol of Wu Zhige from the Blood Fiend Sect is a red dress. As for the face..." Xing Minzhi grabbed a moonflower fruit He gnawed and ate, "It was a coincidence that he got half of the "Blood Demon Sutra" and entered the Tao. Before entering the Tao, he was a reckless man, known as the man with thousands of faces. Understand?"

Feng Yuanjiu understood: "There are so many faces, no one knows which one is his true face."

Xing Minzhi gave Feng Yuanjiu a thumbs up, then suddenly leaned forward, brought his little bun face close to Feng Yuanjiu, and carefully measured Feng Yuanjiu from a distance of less than half a foot. , tsk tsk: "Hey, don't say it, your face! Tsk! It's already comparable to a vixen!"

Feng Yuan's nine eyes narrowed slightly, and a three-foot green edge appeared in his palm, and he slowly cut off the bald Yuehua branch.

Xing Minzhi touched the ground with his toes, and flitted back a foot: "I mean, you look a bit like that male vixen Tu Chengjiu, especially the eyes, they are almost carved out of the same mold!"

Feng Yuanjiu said indifferently: "The eyes of a fox will collide with a vixen."

Xing Minzhi hahaha, enough laughing, and then he talked about the person Feng Yuanjiu cared about the most: "The neighbors, Guihai Chenxing and Kang Xuanyi, have similar hobbies. They both like to wear jet-black clothes. It’s just that Kang Xuanyi’s wanton behavior is reflected in the fact that he can do whatever he wants and cannot be disobedient, Gui Haichen Xing! Jiaolong is also a dragon, you understand!”

Does it mean that the dragon's nature is obscene?The corners of Feng Yuanjiu's mouth twitched imperceptibly: "After talking for a long time, what do they look like? You can't let me hide when I see a monk wearing a dark robe?"

Xing Minzhi stroked his chin to measure Feng Yuanjiu's face, observed it almost 360° without any dead angle, and nodded seriously: "You should really be wary of these two with your face! Although Kang Xuanyi didn't There have been some scandalous rumors, but I can't help but be confused by your face, so I have to do whatever I want!"

Feng Yuanjiu also pointed to the sword spine that had wiped the three-foot Qingfeng: "I wish I could chop you up!"

Xing Minzhi accepted it when he saw it, and said with a smile: "I can't get their portraits if I chop them up!"

Feng Yuanjiu: "..."

Xing Minzhi smiled and said: "Don't worry! What's the point of looking at the portraits? The Nine Fire Waterfall Secret Realm will open in a few years. At that time, Kang Xuanyi will appoint a meeting. You work hard, as long as you can be in the Nine Fire Waterfall Before the secret realm was opened, the foundation was successfully established, so I will take you to see the live Kang Xuanyi!"

"Kang Xuanyi?" A thick male voice came from behind, Feng Yuanjiu was startled, looked at Xing Minzhi, and turned around slowly, only to see that Fang Wuji was also taken in by the Monastery at some point into Taixuan's sleeve.

Fang Wuji's description was really a bit embarrassing, the hem of the blue Taoist robe was dripping with water, but the left sleeve was burned off.

Meeting the gazes of Xing Minzhi and Feng Yuanjiu, Fang Wuji smirked, pulled off the Taoist robe on his body, changed into a dry one, and asked casually, "Are you guys discussing Kang Xuanyi just now?"

Xing Minzhi clapped his palms and smiled lightly, and said to Feng Yuanjiu: "Yes! The Fang family of the Twelve Cultivators of Immortals has always followed the Kang family. Your brother Fang must have met Kang Xuanyi."

Feng Yuanjiu didn't answer the words, but bowed respectfully to Fang Wuji: "Feng Yuanjiu met Senior Brother Fang."

Fang Wuji sized Feng Yuanjiu up, nodded slightly, but answered what Xing Minzhi said just now: "In terms of friendship, the relationship between the Feng family and the Kang family is no worse than that of the Fang family."

Xing Minzhi rolled his eyes: "Can it be the same?"

Fang Wuji said flatly: "It's different, after all, the Fang family doesn't have Fang Anlan and Fang Miaoge."

This sentence directly alludes to Feng Yuanjiu's grandfather and mother-in-law at the same time, and the seeming hostility between them is hard to ignore!

Feng Yuanjiu raised his eyebrows and looked at Fang Wuji, thinking carefully in his heart, but answered in a neutral tone: "The Fang family doesn't have Fang Jiyu either."

Fang Wuji shrugged: "Indeed, the Feng family is indeed a sign of revival."

Xing Minzhi impatiently interrupted Fang Wuji and Feng Yuanjiu's smug maneuvers, Fang Wuji said, "Don't gossip! Tell me about Kang Xuanyi!"

Fang Wuji looked at Xing Minzhi with raised eyebrows, and asked slowly, "Are you sure?"

"Ten bowls! No less than one bowl!" Xing Minzhi first asked Feng Yuanjiu to sit on the floor for a price, and then Fang Wuji said, "Sure, sure! Tell me!"

Fang Wuji glanced at Feng Yuanjiu lightly, and said: "Kang Xuanyi is the second son of the head of the Kang family, and his mother is the patriarch's favorite servant. Because of her outstanding talent, she has been run over by his elder brother since childhood. It is said that he Originally, I practiced the "Qianyuan Zhenshui Secret Book" of the Kang family's descendant lineage, and it was about to form a pill, but for some reason, I suddenly switched to cultivating demons at the age of 16, and became the closed disciple of the suzerain of the Heavenly Demon Sect."

"Yo! It sounds like there are a lot of stories!" Xing Minzhi tapped the spoon on the edge of the bowl, full of interest, "Fang Wuji, you are so perfunctory, but it doesn't count!"

"You think the secret of the Kang family is a teahouse grinder? If you want to know, you can find out?" Fang Wuji slapped Xing Minzhi, looked at Feng Yuanjiu and said inexplicably, "Kang Xuanyi has a younger sister. Her name is Kang Linglong, and she loves her very much. If Kang Linglong wants the stars in the sky, Kang Xuanyi can pick up the Milky Way, making all the stars fall into the mortal world, and Kang Linglong can choose the kind of pet she wants."

Feng Yuanjiu: "..." If Deng Tuzi really is Kang Xuanyi, it will be wonderful to meet again in the future.

Xing Minzhi didn't know the inside story, so he only listened to Kang Xuanyi's matter as gossip, and sighed casually after hearing it: "I'm not afraid that his Taoist companion will taste it!"

Fang Wuji sneered: "Kang Xuan only has the Dao in his heart, where can he find a Taoist partner? The only one who can leave traces in his heart is that younger sister. It can be said that Kang Linglong is his only reverse scale, which cannot be touched. "

The corner of Feng Yuanjiu's mouth twitched imperceptibly: "He turned out to be a good brother." Thinking of the divination he made for Deng Tuzi's younger sister, what a disaster indeed!

Xing Minzhi glanced at Feng Yuanjiu, and jokingly teased Fang Wuji: "Don't just talk about it, do you have a portrait of Kang Xuanyi? If so, show us the most mysterious person on the Kyushu Tianjiao list The true face of Tianjiao!"

Fang Wuji sneered: "Man said that I have never met Kang Xuanyi, even if I did, it would be impossible to keep his portrait. I am not a broken sleeve!"

Feng Yuanjiu: "..." I feel speechless!

Xing Minzhi suddenly felt disappointed, and angrily said to Fang Wuji: "It's cheap for you!"

Fang Wuji shrugged: "You chose it yourself."

Xing Min said to Feng Yuanjiu angrily, "Ten bowls! Not one bowl less!"

Feng Yuanjiu, who is temporarily at the bottom of the food chain: "..."

Xing Minzhi urged: "Hurry up!"

Feng Yuanjiu had no choice but to find some other fruits from the Qiankun bag, and resigned himself to making ten bowls of ice mud.

Fang Wuji sat on the ground fiercely, watching Feng Yuanjiu feed Xing Minzhi.

At the entrance of the cool ice and mud, Xing Minzhi felt comfortable all over, and finally remembered to ask the outside world: "What's the situation outside? Why are you also taken in?"

Fang Wuji thought for a while and said, "The situation is a bit complicated, why don't you go and see it yourself later."

Xing Minzhi originally wanted to say "Then when will we go?", but the dim green space shook for a while.

Feng Yuanjiu only had time to put away the jade bowl, his eyes lit up, and he returned to the thousand-year-old forest in the Yuntai Mountain Range.