I just want to quietly cultivate a fairy [travel]

Qin Changsheng looked at Feng Yuanjiu calmly.

The eyes of those supposedly most cunning foxes were full of sincerity.

Qin Changsheng smiled, and his serious eyebrows and eyes were gradually stained with a gentle smile. This was the first time he smiled so sincerely after his younger brother died.

The master master was right in saying that he didn't protect his disciple in vain.

Raising his hand and pressing the picture scroll that the monks all over the world flocked to Feng Yuanjiu, Qin Changsheng said softly, "You can rest assured, as a teacher, you know what's in your heart, and nothing will happen."

Feng Yuanjiu shook his head, unwilling to take back the Qifeng Terrace.

Qin Changsheng smiled, raised his hand to grab the void, and saw a ball of red light flying into the hall from outside the Yang Temple.

The ball of light was as red as the scorching sun, about one meter in size, and through the hazy light of the fire, a phantom of a palace city could be seen.

After careful identification, Feng Yuanjiu was sure that this phantom was the Shouyang Palace: "This is it?"

Qin Changsheng raised his hand to grasp falsely, and the ball of light turned into the size of a palm and fell into Qin Changsheng's palm, revealing the appearance of Shouyang Palace.

Qin Changsheng held the miniature palace in his palm, and said in a slow voice: "When you entered the master's school in the past, the master told you that this Yang Palace is the master's personal cave, but he didn't explain the details to you in detail. function."

Qin Changsheng's fingertips touched the Shouyang Hall in his palm.

Feng Yuanjiu felt the brain surge in the hall, as if even the speed of time accelerated, that feeling was exactly the same as when he adjusted the speed of time in Qifeng Terrace.

Feng Yuanjiu was surprised: "Master?"

Qin Changsheng replied with a smile, "Yes."

Feng Yuanjiu had a new understanding of his master's wealth, and lowered his eyes in embarrassment: "It turns out that master has already been in the middle realm, and I still... tsk!"

"If there is no such a state, no matter how talented you are as a teacher, it will be difficult to condense the Yuanying in just a hundred years." Qin Changsheng flicked his fingers, and flicked the miniature palace in his palm to the sky outside the palace, turning it into a There was a round of red sun, "You don't need to be ashamed. As a teacher, the most valuable thing is your kindness to be a teacher..."

Qin Changsheng paused slightly, and added with a smile, "My heart is very happy."

Feng Yuanjiu wiped his face for the first time, breaking his etiquette that was almost engraved in his bones: "It is a matter of nature to respect the teacher and respect the way, and this is what the disciple should do."

Qin Changsheng sighed softly: "But not any disciple is so sincere to Master."

Thinking of the disciples under Qin Changan's seat, Feng Yuanjiu also felt something in his heart: "Master Qin's disciples are also minds controlled by magic."

If you are determined, it is not so easy to be controlled, after all, it is only the lowest level of magic.

Qin Changsheng didn't tell Feng Yuanjiu anything, and after a little thought, he assigned a task to Feng Yuanjiu: "After all, the reincarnation of your uncle is more than [-] years old, you choose a day to go to Sunset City, Bring him back."

Previously, he promised his master to take care of Gu Qin Changan's reincarnated body, however, he gave birth to a baby, and 20 years passed.

Now that the master has another assignment, Feng Yuanjiu hastily responded: "The disciple will go later, and I will definitely bring the uncle back safely."

Qin Changsheng nodded: "You can rest assured that you are a teacher."

Feng Yuanjiu smiled and bowed to leave.

Sunset City is located deep in the Yuntai Mountains, a square city, hidden among the green mountains and clear waters, it looks extraordinarily quiet.

Those who can live in the city are all relatives of Taiqing Inner Sect disciples.

Just like Feng Yuanjiu, at the moment he became a true descendant, he could bring his family members into Sunset City to live, but the Feng family is also the head of one side, so they don't need this kind of care.

The people who live in the city have grown to a considerable scale after generations of reproduction, and even divided into several forces in a small city.

The reincarnation of Qin Chang'an was from a family named Qin in the west of Sunset City.

Although the Qin family had nothing to do with Qin Changsheng, but with the help of Qin Changsheng's Dongfeng, they also drew a piece of power in the city and became a middle-class family in the city.

Qin Changan's name in this life is Qin Changgeng, he is the old son of the head of the Qin family, and he has been pampered to the point of lawlessness.

When Feng Yuanjiu arrived at Qin's house, Qin Changgeng was lying in a rocking chair, knocking melon seeds, and instructing the little boy to climb a tree and dig out a bird's nest to cook tea eggs for him to eat.

For Qin Changgeng's tea eggs, he not only uses freshly dug out bird eggs for the eggs, but also uses rootless fairy fire for the fire, a thousand-year-old cold jade tripod for the pot, and the spirit tea that his father kept privately for the tea leaves.The maid who he assigned to steal tea from Master Qin's study had a delicate face that was wrinkled like a bitter melon.

Feng Yuanjiu stepped on the Wanli Galaxy and observed from the clouds for a while, but was really speechless.

He thought of Qin Changan's reincarnated body who practiced hard and devoted himself to the Tao, thought of Qin Changgeng's outstanding talent, and even thought of Qin Changgeng's appearance of being bullied because of his mediocre talent, but he never imagined that Qin Changgeng would be like this vice……

Arrogant and extravagant, lawless appearance.

After all, this was too far from the Qin Changan in his impression.

Seeing Qin Changgeng eating a "pot" of tea eggs beautifully, Feng Yuanjiu really did some mental construction, and then walked to Qin Changgeng on the way of thousands of miles of stars.

Qin Changgeng squatted beside the cold jade cauldron filled with boiled tea eggs soup, slowly raised his head, and saw Feng Yuanjiu's unparalleled beauty from the hem of his robe filled with colorful clouds: "Damn it! Beauty! !"

Feng Yuanjiu's fingertips were a little itchy, but in the end it was the reincarnation of his uncle.

Resisting the urge to send Qin Changgeng to reincarnation, Feng Yuanjiu lowered his eyes to look down at Qin Changgeng, and asked him slowly: "Would you like to follow me back to Taiqing to practice immortal arts?"

Qin Changgeng shook his head: "I don't want to."

"..." There's something wrong with this situation!

Qin Changgeng put away the Huo Linglong and Han Yuding, and got up slowly. There was a bit of Qin Changan's shadow, but he destroyed the shadow completely when he opened his mouth: "What's so good about cultivating immortals? Cultivate and cultivate." Without emotions, if you are not careful, you will lose your body and body, it is better to be a rich and idle person at ease."

Feng Yuanjiu drew a pool of clear water to let Qin Changgeng wash his hands, and said slowly: "How can mortals be as good as you think? Birth, old age, sickness, and death are all sufferings, and they are even more vulnerable to natural disasters like ants." .”

Qin Changgeng was unmoved: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of heaven and earth, not hardships. Ordinary people have natural disasters and man-made disasters, and monks also have bloody storms. All kinds of disasters are not much more comfortable than ordinary people."

Feng Yuanjiu looked at Qin Changgeng's carelessness, and said: "Cultivators can live forever, but ordinary people can only live for a hundred years."

"Dare to ask, how many people have truly lived forever? How many have worked hard for thousands of years, but in the end, how many have died? How many monks have embarked on the journey of immortality and died in various chances?" Qin Qin Chang Geng smiled, with a hint of sarcasm in his brows and eyes, "You think you are immortals, but you don't know that you are not as happy as us mortals who have lived for hundreds of years. At worst, we will have an afterlife after we die."

Unexpectedly, a negligence of him and his master would make Qin Changan's reincarnation crooked.

Feng Yuanjiu looked at Qin Changgeng, who wanted to be a rich and idle person, and felt a little headache. His eyes fell on the crumbs of egg yolk at the corner of Qin Changgeng's mouth, and he was suddenly blessed: "If you step into the fairy gate, there will be countless people you have never seen before. Spiritual materials from heaven and earth, spirit birds and monsters, fairy fruit and fine wine can be enjoyed..."

As he spoke, Feng Yuanjiu wiped the Qiankun bag with his fingertips, took out a handful of golden lotus seeds he had just brought from his master, and presented it to Qin Changgeng: "Have you ever seen such lotus seeds in the mortal world?"

The lotus seeds are golden, and each one is filled with hazy mist, and one smells the tangy fragrance and feels refreshed.

Qin Changgeng couldn't control the saliva in his mouth, rolled his eyes, and said, "It's just looking good, maybe it's not as delicious as the lotus seeds from the white lotus in my pond."

In front of Qin Changgeng, Feng Yuanjiu peeled off a lotus seed and put it in his mouth, then took out a bunch of crystal-clear cloud fruit, and shook it in front of Qin Changgeng's eyes: "Maybe. But you are afraid of the cloud fruit." I've never seen it."

The cloud fruit is born in the cloud of the spiritual vein, so it is naturally not something that ordinary people can see.

Even Master Qin is also a monk in the Foundation Establishment period, but he has no chance to obtain this cloud and mist fruit.

Qin Changgeng looked at the fruit with the size of a thumb, smelled the fruit fragrance, swallowed his saliva, and said loosely, "My aptitude is mediocre, so I'm afraid I won't be able to get into the eyes of the Great Purity Immortal."

Feng Yuan Jiuxin said, as long as you have spiritual roots, you will definitely be able to enter the eyes of the Taiqing Immortal: "You have to test your aptitude to know."

"The old man has already tested my spiritual root for me..." As he spoke, Qin Changgeng stretched out his hand, staring at Feng Yuanjiu with the virtue of being able to detect flowers, and started talking again, "Immortal Elder, Taiqing Are all the fairy elders as good-looking as you?"

Feng Yuanjiu glanced at Qin Changgeng indifferently, resting her white fingertips on Qin Changgeng's slender wrists, a strand of metallic true energy poured into Qin Changgeng's body along the slender meridians, piercing Qin Changgeng's teeth. After grinning for a moment, he abruptly withdrew the metal-type true energy, replaced it with the mild wood-type true energy, and penetrated into Qin Changgeng's veins.

What Qin Changgeng said is true, his aptitude is indeed mediocre.

The mixed spirit roots of the five elements, each attribute is as thin as a silk thread, and its aptitude is not as good as that of Fengyuan Jiuchu.

Feng Yuanjiu raised his eyes, unexpectedly caught the tension in Qin Changgeng's eyes that was trying his best to hide, smiled, and deliberately said slowly: "The aptitude is really poor."

Qin Changgeng withdrew his hand and raised his chin slightly: "Just say that I am mediocre, but you, the immortal elder, insist on babbling..."

Feng Yuanjiu interrupted Qin Changgeng's words, and said unhurriedly: "I can't accept you directly, I have to take you back and let the teacher make a decision."

Qin Changgeng tried his best to be tense with a blank face, but he couldn't suppress the joy in his eyes.

Feng Yuanjiu's feet were full of stars, and he waved to Qin Changgeng: "Let's go."

Qin Changgeng's parents in this life have their own explanations, besides being able to be included in the gate wall of Taiqing is something that people in Sunset City dream of, and there are no twists and turns.

Thousands of miles of stars travel thousands of miles a day, but within half a day, Feng Yuanjiu brought Qin Changgeng back to Shouyang Palace.

Before entering the Shouyang Hall, Feng Yuanjiu specially warned: "Keep your mouth shut and don't speak nonsense."

Qin Changgeng was overwhelmed by the sight of the fairy family in Shouyang Palace, so he was honest a lot.

Hearing Feng Yuanjiu's words, he honestly put a seal on his mouth and made a gesture of "I'm just dumb".

Feng Yuanjiu shook his head, pinched his eyebrows with his fingertips, and said again: "Don't be funny."

Qin Changgeng tore off the seal, and immediately changed into an obedient look: "Don't worry, Immortal Chief, I'm best at pretending to be obedient."

Feng Yuanjiu was helpless, guessing in his heart who his master would make Qin Changgeng his disciple, and pushed open the gate of Shouyang Hall.

This troublesome uncle should be handed over to his master to take care of the headache!