Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 905
After entering Yuqing Immortal Palace for nearly five years, An Qingli worked hard every day, mastered it well, and finally achieved a little success in summoning.

Of course, this small achievement is also the result of retreat.

The low-level summoning technique is like the imperial object technique in the lower realm, it only needs to move one object to another place quickly.

This is the summoning of fur.

High-level summoning can even break the barriers of time and space and move objects from it.

The reason why the great powers of the fairy world became great powers may be precisely because they possess such unimaginable abilities.

There is still a long way to go for summoning, and An Qingli is just getting a glimpse of it.

"Come!"

An Qingli closed her eyes and crossed her knees in the confinement of the room, stretched out her hand and called softly, a small sword that she had placed one meter away, trembled suddenly, and came to the palm of her right hand.

"Come again."

An Qingli stretched out her hand again, and another flying sword came to her left hand with a "swoosh".

very good!

Holding a flying sword in each of An Qingli's left and right hands, she opened her eyes satisfied.

This feeling is not new.

In the mustard space, she doesn't even need to focus her mental power, just a random thought, and the thing she thinks can immediately come to her hands.

But when you leave the mustard space, you need to concentrate your mental strength beforehand to make things happen.

The initial level of summoning is a kind of control similar to mental power. It just so happens that An Qingli's mental power is extremely strong, so An Qingli is extremely handy in cultivation.

An Qingli removed the restriction, and the moon outside had risen to the sky.

In the middle of the night, Zhu Shishi was not there, and he went somewhere to fool around.

An Qingli released her spiritual consciousness, covering the whole room, suddenly opened her red lips, and called out in a very low and calm voice.

At the same time, An Qingli spread out his right hand, and at the same time as spreading out, five fingers danced slightly, almost imperceptibly.

"Come."

An Qingli whispered in her mouth, and just like the previous spiritual spell, she whispered softly.

The next moment, Zhu Shishi's spear hanging on the wall suddenly flew to An Qingli's hand.

This flight trajectory, there are still traces to follow, it is not a traceless teleportation.

Now An Qingli can only teleport himself without a trace. To teleport foreign objects to his hand without a trace, he has to continue to comprehend.

An Qingli held the spear in his hand, danced a spear flower, raised his foot and kicked the spear in his hand towards the wall, returning the spear to its original position.

In the mustard space, the black taro that grows on the highest peak is especially happy for An Qingli: "Haha, my master is invincible in the world!"

An Qingli raised her lips and smiled, stepped into the courtyard, tried to summon a few insects, ants and birds, but couldn't help itching, and wanted to summon something bigger.

And An Qingli thought of Shangshan almost immediately.

Shangshan is an excellent partner. When An Qingli wants to test the power of black fire and sword moves, he is often the one he looks for.

It was the same this time, An Qingli thought of Shangshan again, so she stopped blocking the agreement and reconnected with her Taoist companion.

"Are you free or not?" An Qingli, who had just finished her retreat, stood alone in the courtyard, raised her head to look at the moon, and asked using the agreement.

For some reason, the courtyard was particularly deserted tonight.

But in another courtyard, it was full of heat.

The victorious Shangshan was surrounded by everyone, and many of them were of high status.

A large group of people surrounded Shangshan, smiling all over their faces, saying words of praise and solicitation, but Shangshan wanted to leave but couldn't.

Even if Little Huzi wanted to rush into the crowd to protect Shangshan, he was secretly imprisoned in the same place by magic.

"Tsk tsk!"

Little Huzi was angry and angry, and hated himself for being useless, especially when he looked at Shangshan again, he also felt that Shangshan was just like himself at this time, weak, pitiful and helpless.

There is a golden fairy period in the crowd.

No matter how outstanding the goodness is, it is only in the stage of immortality.

But those who surrounded him, some of them secretly made troubles.

The Wuling turned into a mist, and wanted to enter the crowd to protect the Lord, but another person held his fingers together to freeze the mist that the Wuling had turned into, calmly.

A man with a shiny face purposely squeezed in directly opposite Shangshan, boasted to Shangshan, and praised the [-]th prince's greatness.

The saliva almost sprayed on Shangshan's face, and Shangshan frowned in disgust.

Most people could see Shangshan's displeasure, even the [-]th prince felt embarrassed for himself, but the person who spoke didn't know it.

But Qiu Dajiao folded his arms, smiled at Shangshan in the crowd, and sent a voice transmission to Shangshan: "You can ask me for help. From now on, I will be the eldest in the room, and your second."

Shangshan ignored Qiu Dazuo, but suddenly held the formation flag in his hand, and was about to rise up.

Everyone let out a "huh", they didn't expect Shangshan to do such a trick, many people saw that the situation was not good, they retreated a little.

Even the boastful person did not expect Shangshan to be so ruthless in his words.

And at this moment, Shangshan's body suddenly trembled, and An Qingli's inquiry came immediately.

"Are you free?" An Qingli asked in another courtyard.

Having not seen each other for several months, Shang Shan was naturally delighted when he learned that An Qingli had left the customs.

Everyone only saw that Shang Shan, who was still showing displeasure just now, suddenly had a gleam of joy in his brows.

Where does the joy come from, but everyone doesn't know.

Everyone surrounded Shangshan loosely, Shangshan cleared up his bad mood, and used the same heart to reply: "You have to be free."

"Just be free."

An Qingli stood under the moon, with a smile in her eyes, with the help of the ties of the same heart, facing the direction of Shangshan, she spread the palm of her right hand and whispered: "Come here."

No one came.

Shangshan didn't hear An Qingli's call, but suddenly, he sensed an inexplicable force of attraction that pulled him in a certain direction.

And how could Shangshan be caught without a fight, so he tried his best to stabilize his figure and not let himself be captured by that inexplicable suction.

As for the people present, they only saw Shangshan leaning forward suddenly, as if being pulled by something invisible.

However, the people in the upper realm were well-informed, so they didn't rescue them for a while, and just stood where they were, waiting for the result.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Shangshan was pulled by an invisible force and seemed to be going out of the yard.

The fairy in the sky is laughing, and he doesn't know whether it's because he couldn't help laughing at Shangshan, or because Xiaoan Qingli has made some small achievements in cultivation.

"Why didn't you come?"

An Qingli frowned slightly, presumably because she hadn't cultivated yet, so she raised her voice again, and said again: "Come here."

Shangshan's body leaned forward more and more, his feet almost left, and he might float out of the hospital at any time.

Some people laughed out loud, and they didn't know that this overly good-looking Shangshan was being trained by some half-hearted mage.

Maybe it's because she thinks Shangshan is beautiful, so she purposely took advantage of the dead of night to kidnap Fangze for a kiss.

But Shangshan who was being robbed suddenly raised his lips, it turned out that the Taoist companion was calling him to go, why didn't he follow.

Shang Shan's eyebrows were stained with a smile, and he no longer circulated his celestial energy to resist.

An Qingli called out again: "Come here."

Then, everyone saw that the picturesque Shangshan flew past the wall like a kite.

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(End of this chapter)