After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 939

After Deacon Qiu finished speaking, he gave Shang Jiangli a faint look.

"It's the best choice not to be contaminated by love."

After all, among the ruthless monks, there are many monks who want to take the righteous way of killing their wives, but some of them fall into it after they first tasted it.

Not everyone can get rid of lust and make a way.

What's more...it's Shen Qingyi...someone like that.

Jiang Li was worried that if Shen Qing fell in love, he would be desperate.

Deacon Qiu also thought of this, put away the joke on his face, and became a little serious.

"But Junior Sister Shen is a monk of the Ruthless Dao, but... the technique she cultivates is the Supreme Forgiveness Jue."

That exercise seems to be more of a test for practitioners.

The phrase "Enter the mortal world and realize the mortal world" seems to have been said by an ancestor of the Supreme Forgetfulness Jue.

"Junior Sister Shen has ideas, she knows what she wants to do."

Otherwise, how could he do such a big thing secretly?

That's what he said, but Jiang Li was a little unhappy after all.

"After going back, let the people from the secret sect of the sect stare at the Yuexi city. Junior sister Shen will return to the Tianxu sect one day to ask Xufeng."

If nothing else, her practice inheritance is there.

Deacon Qiu nodded, he agreed with this.

After all, things in Yuexi City are still a bit troublesome.

They Tianxu Sect could keep their own disciples, but what about other disciples?They are not being taken for a ride.

Looking at the pitch-black thing in front of him, which looked like a huge telescope, Shen Qingyi was a little curious.

With a smile on his face, Yuexi City explained carefully.

"This thing is the omnipotent mirror made by the puppet master of the fairy world mechanism. It is said that there are some interesting things in it. You can take a look."

Both of them spent a sum of spirit stones to rent a Vientiane Realm.

With curiosity in his arms, Shen Qing looked towards the place glowing with faint blue light according to the method on the side.

The moment you look into the lens, the world around you changes instantly.

Green mountains, waterfalls flying down, surrounded by spiritual birds, and spiritual flowers everywhere.

This kind of beautiful scenery is very similar to the cave heaven and blessed land recorded in some ancient books.

Shen Qingyi couldn't help feeling a little happier.

The corners of Yue Xicheng's mouth raised while watching her.

Prolonged killing will not only cause physical fatigue, but also mental fatigue.

Although this universal mirror is just a gadget that resembles an illusion but is not an illusion, the things recorded in it can be said to contain all phenomena.

There are not only some famous scenic spots in the Lower Lingyu, but also many unique scenery in the fairy world, including some scenic spots that are not open to monks.

It has to be said that the monk who left the record has some skills.

Feeling that Shen Qing had almost watched the first scene, Yue Xicheng spoke from the side to remind him.

"You can try to turn that little dial on the lens, and that thing can be switched to other areas."

As soon as Shen Qing heard the words, he stretched out his hand to adjust the dial on the lens, and sure enough, the lush greenery in front of him gradually receded.

Appearing again, it was a sea of ​​flowers, a sea of ​​pink flowers. When the camera zoomed in, she seemed to be there.

The sky is full of peach colors, and the petals are flying.

Yue Xicheng sat aside, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at Shen Qingyi tenderly.

He had heard a long time ago that her dream was to visit many places in the world of cultivating immortals.

I still remember the pampering look on Master She's face when he said it.

"That girl, Dadi likes to travel around mountains and rivers, and her eyes shine when she talks about it. From now on, if her cultivation level improves, Dadi will live freely and freely."

Martial Uncle She has a good relationship with his master. Occasionally, when they get together, he will accompany them to serve tea and water.

Yuexi City suddenly misses the old days.

When they were young, they were well protected by the sect...

Now, even if the cultivation base reaches Yuanying,... the mountains and seas are no longer mountains and seas, and the flowers and plants are no longer flowers and plants.

They both have too much to let go of and responsibilities to each other.

Yuexi City lowered his eyebrows slightly, looking at his hands that were getting rougher and covered with calluses.

Back then, the young man was wild, with a folding fan in his hand, and a happy face.

"I didn't say it! Why are you so stingy! I'm just curious about this universal mirror. I finally have a chance, so can't I come and see it?"

The nun's voice interrupted Yuexi City's thoughts.

The position he and Shen Qingyi chose was closer to the corner, and originally there were no other monks here.

But at this moment, two people came, a man and a woman.

The female cultivator's face is a bit pretty, while the male cultivator's whole body is a bit delicate.

Hearing what the nun said, he scratched his head.

"But the spirit stones required for this Wanxiang mirror are a bit expensive!"

"What's wrong with being more expensive?! Anyway, I want to see it! Will you give me the spirit stone!"

Seeing the angry female cultivator, the male cultivator quickly took out the spirit stone.

"Give, give!"

"Humph! It's almost there!"

Even though he felt sorry for the Lingshi he had finally earned bit by bit, Nanxiu still paid for it.

Don't care about the strange eyes of some monks around.

The female cultivator dragged the male cultivator to find a place.

She looked at it, and then dragged the male cultivator to look again.

The male cultivator didn't like to watch it at first, but he couldn't stand the female cultivator's persistence.

"Is it nice?"

"pretty."

But I feel sorry for Lingshi.

Although he has broken through Yuanying now, he wants to earn more spirit stones.

To her, to their future children, grandchildren...

"You stupid bastard, can you just smile! Although spirit stones are a bit more expensive, but think about it, does this count as us traveling through the entire beauty of the world of cultivating immortals together! You only know about cultivation on weekdays, and besides cultivation, you are doing tasks How can I have time to travel to other realms, let alone the entire Floating Life Realm?"

The female cultivator took the male cultivator's hand.

The palms of both of them are a little rough, and it can be seen that the life of the two is much more difficult than that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

The female cultivator looked at the male cultivator with gentle and loving eyes.

Even though life is difficult, but fortunately, they are all still alive.

After experiencing this great war, she just wanted to be good and cherish the people in front of her eyes!

What the future holds, who knows?

If he was drenched in snow together in the morning, he would be counted as graying together in this life.

Yuexi City looked at it seriously, feeling a little swollen in his heart.

The male Xiu noticed a strong gaze, saw Yuexi City staring at them, and immediately carefully protected the female Xiu behind him.

Jiaojiao is his!
Yuexicheng smiled apologetically, he was just a little envious of those two people.

Averting his eyes, he once again landed on Shen Qingyi who was playing vigorously with the Wanxiang mirror.

The white petals flying all over the sky made Shen Qingyi think of the pear blossoms in Luohong Palace, and it also made her feel homesick.

"Senior Brother Yue, come and have a look, does this look like our Lingdao Sect? This one looks like Luohong Temple, and this one looks like Huadi Peak. And here, I think it looks a bit like the waterfall in Luyun Peak!"

Facing Shen Qingyi's bright eyes, Yue Xicheng obediently walked over.

The Wanxiang mirror was adjusted according to Shen Qingyi's height, he was two heads taller than Shen Qingyi, so he bent slightly.

The distance is a little close, so close to the smell of the person next to him, rushing towards his face.

(End of this chapter)