The silent system of the Lord God of Quick Transmigration shed tears

It didn't take long for the disciples of Taiyi Immortal Sect and nine mortals to arrive before Hanzhang and Wanqi Suye arrived.

The new disciples brought their luggage, and the inner disciples also packed some food. They are all cultivation bases above Foundation Establishment. They eat grain all the year round and feed on the essence of the sky and the moon. However, the journey is far away, and these new disciples still have to eat and sleep.

With lingering fears in her heart, Miaoyi winked and winked, and smiled flatteringly at Hanzhang. It's true that the uncle treats her kindly, but it's true that he will retaliate. The gag was imposed on her, and she didn't undo it for a long time. It feels too aggrieved to talk about the mountains with others.

"Uncle, let's set off." Miao Yi said.

Hanzhang nodded.

There were several pouch pendants on Miaoyi's pink dress, she tore off one and threw it into the sky, and the dark red magic weapon appeared in midair, in the shape of a ship, Baoyun Guanghan.

It looked like a small boat from the sky, but the treasure ship gradually landed on the ground, only to see that it was a large lacquered red ship seven feet long.

And such a big boat is made of a small incense pendant on a woman's body, this is the method of a fairy.

Several mortal children looked up at the big ship with their necks up. After receiving Hanzhang's order, Miaoyi took the mortals on board first. These seven or eight-year-old children still couldn't help but look around to see how amazing this ship was. prestige.

In the end, Han Zhang took Wan Tu Su Ye's hand and led him onto the boat.

When the boat slowly floated up, the new disciples hurriedly hugged the handrails, but they couldn't help but look down the boat. The hull of the boat was rising, and they were getting farther and farther away from the ground.

"Fly up, Master, we are flying up." Wan Cheng Suye said imitating those mortal children.His cheeks were flushed from excitement for the play, and the red dress complemented his thin cheeks, and he was actually a bit cute.

He learned from the little beggar in the ruined temple, and he didn't know what kind of aura was in that ruined temple. So many people went to test their spiritual roots, and among ten of them, two came out of the ruined temple.

Hanzhang nodded, he didn't like flying very much, and he didn't have the arrogance to see all the small mountains, all because of his fear of heights.

Back then, he took Master Lingxu, the head of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, to the Jade Immortal Sect to seek medical treatment, relying on the hundreds of years of love between his brothers and sisters to support him. Hanzhang felt that if he couldn't save Lingxu, the family of three might not be able to survive.

Sending him to the Jade Illusion Sect, Hanzhang's legs and feet were weak, so all the juniors of the Jade Illusion Sect were anxious to treat Lingxu and didn't pay much attention to him.

And last night, when he was closing his eyes, his heart was burning hot. This is the magic weapon of blood that he gave to his brother when he was young. If it is stained with the blood of his brother's blood, he can communicate with him. No matter what dangers his brother encounters, he will not stop rush over.

Back then when the Lu family was wiped out, how could such a useless treasure be used?who used it.

After traveling through wind and snow, breaking through the barrier of Taiyi Immortal Gate from Dachun Peak and flying with Yujian, when he came to Qingcang City, what he saw was a thin and petite boy.

With rough clothes and disheveled hair, he breathed out the heat and talked to him in the freezing cold, asking and answering well, but turned around and became naughty again.

Now talking to him with a blushing face, the more I look at it, the more I feel that this child is too thin, if it is round, it should be cuter.

Hanzhang asked himself that when he was young, he met many teenagers who were used to not be domineering by the elders in the family. Those dudes seemed to break ground on his old age, and they were all taught by him and thrown back to the family. In his hands, in turn, he was asked to make an apology.

Most of such families were wiped out before the Hundred Clans War.

But if it was Lu Yu, Hanzhang felt that he would be more spoiled. If he caused trouble in the future and was brought to Dachun Peak to sue, he would also cover it up.

The treasure ship flew over lakes, rivers, and high mountains and plains. At night, the child's body couldn't hold on at night, and he wanted to sleep a little, so he used the foundation-building mana in his body to support him.

These mortal disciples were allocated rooms in the cabin, and Wan Cheng didn't want to mix with a bunch of stinky kids, so he begged Hanzhang to take him to live together.

Of course Hanzhang agreed.

Wan Teng was lying on the couch in the cabin at night, unable to toss and turn.Hanzhang saw it on the side, took out an incense burner from Qiankun sleeve, lit a stick of incense, and meditated quietly.

The stick of incense was burning quietly, smelling the delicious fragrance, Wan Cheng Suye felt that it was not ordinary.

Miaoyi, who lived next door to them, was a little familiar with the scent. After thinking about it, she finally remembered the Nine Won Incense from Dachun Peak. Come with a clear mind.

Among them, it can be affected by the scent from the air-introduction into the body to the true immortal of crossing the catastrophe.

This is a treasure, why?Could it be that something went wrong in Hanzhang Xianzun's cultivation?

After thinking about it, what can Hanzhang Xianzun do except for the trouble?Her father was helpless when he came.

Miaoyi turned over and fell asleep in the thin fragrance.

Looking at the smoke curling up from the incense burner, filling the room with fragrance, and then looking at Wan Teng Suye, who was deeply asleep, Hanzhang walked to the bed, thinking that it would be very easy to put his apprentice to sleep.

What nine yuan incense, if it can't be replaced by the little disciple to sleep, it would be no pity to burn it all.

Seven or eight-year-old children couldn't fit in a big bed, so Hanzhang sat cross-legged on the head of the bed.

I don't know if it's a habit I picked up in my previous life. Wan Teng Suye slept very dishonestly. He kicked his feet indiscriminately and stepped on a soft place. Big feet stick to little feet.

Hanzhang, who closed his eyes and meditated, had picturesque eyebrows, his feet without shoes and socks were exposed, his ankles were fair, his round toes were all light red, and the flesh on the soles of his feet was still attached to Wanqi Suye.

The male protagonist is indeed a male protagonist, from his hair to his toes.

"Have you seen enough?" Hanzhang closed his eyes and asked him.

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