Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 8 Rejected
Hu Qing could only nod his head and look at the house number, only to see the house number written in vermilion ink on the yellow and white ivory-like small flat board, with a green light a little bigger than mung beans on the bottom.

Oh, that's what renting out means.

She smiled and said: "Such a good house can only be afforded in Yingguo's middle-class family. I never thought that the fairyland is so good."

Qingyan smiled and didn't correct it, this is the world of comprehension, not the world of immortality, only when one's cultivation reaches the realm of immortality can he ascend to the world of immortality.

He said: "Miss Hu, you can settle down by yourself, I'll take Xiaonuan back to the sect to arrange apprenticeship."

The soul is suffocated, we have just stepped on the threshold, and have not yet entered the house to look.

Hu Qing hurriedly smiled and said: "Okay, okay, I've already troubled you, and I can do the rest by myself."

This Qingyan is warm-hearted, he can't annoy this warm-hearted person hypocritically.

Kneeling down and supporting Hu Nuan's shoulder: "Good boy, I'm going to take the entrance exam, be polite and don't talk nonsense when you meet people."

Baby, don't be so easy to believe that people will shake off our origins, otherwise our mother and I will be made into a barbecue.

Hu Nuan nodded heavily: "Mom, wait for the good news that I passed the exam."

Keep it a secret, since she was a child, she knew to keep it a secret from outsiders, and she couldn't say a word.

"Daozhang, when can I receive the news?"

Qingyan: "I'll give you a message immediately when the matter is done."

But he didn't say how to give it. Hu Qing didn't know anything about the world of comprehension, so he didn't want to ask more questions because he was afraid of being annoying.

So Qingyan took Hu Nuan away, and Hu Qing followed, how could he rest assured.

Hu Nuan: "Mom, I will work hard."

Qing Yan nodded to her, picked up Hu Nuan and released the crane to fly into the sky towards the high mountain.

Hu Qingmu went back to the yard, closed the door and squatted down for a second, hugging his head: "Hahaha, such a big bird is packed in a small purse, what the hell am I—" What a mess.

It's not that I haven't thought about it or prepared it before. How can she make money to raise a baby in the real first world, how can she make money to raise a baby in her daughter's second world, and how can she make money to raise a baby in the third world that is parallel to reality? But—— How does she make money to raise a baby in the world of cultivating immortals?

Eat, drink and have fun?Everyone is busy cultivating immortals, who eats, drinks and has fun?Food, clothing and shelter?Is she worthy of being a mortal?
Standing up abruptly, Hu Qing clenched his fists to cheer himself up: "There is no such thing as a unparalleled road. I have given such a great opportunity. God must have left me with a way of making money. I don't believe that I can't live in a well-off life in this life."

She walked into the house with her head held high, fortunately, there was furniture in the house, so she didn't need to spend a fortune, it scared her to death.

Qingyan took Hu Nuan with him, and the crane drove him, and soon flew to the mountain gate, crossed the invisible barrier, and flew to Baigu Peak where his master was.A mature man was waiting for him and smiled slightly when he saw the two of them.

Qingyan came down holding Hu Nuan, put her down and saluted respectfully: "Master."

Master Changjun nodded, looked at Hu Nuan, and said gently: "This is the good seed you found when you went back to visit relatives?"

Qingyan nodded, excitedly said: "It's Binglinggen."

Hu Nuan stood timidly, pulling her little finger.

Changjun swept his consciousness, and first said to Qingyan: "I have seen my old friend, can you rest assured and have a shock?"

Qingyan's eyes darkened slightly, and he replied: "Yes, after seeing him, I don't have any worries in my heart anymore, and I'm going to retreat when I turn around."

Chang Jun nodded in satisfaction. After this incident, the apprentice and Fan Chen have completely broken up, and they can devote themselves to the Tao in the future.

"I have sent a message to the suzerain, the suzerain should come now."

While speaking, two figures came from not far away and landed in front of the three of them.

A man, looking thirty or forty years old, with long eyebrows and tiger eyes, and a mighty smile, is Yu Liuya, the suzerain of Chaohua Sect.

A woman in her twenties, with beautiful features but a cold temperament, dressed in an ice-white dress, is even more unreasonable. She is the real Shuanghua of Chao Huazong.

Hu Nuan couldn't help but look at her more, she was so pretty.

Several people greeted each other, and their eyes fell on Hu Nuan.

Hu Nuan wanted to move but didn't dare to move, and cheered herself up in her heart: Mom, I'm very brave, I can do it, I can——huh, do you want to show your talents?Can you mop the floor?She mopped the floor cleanly.

Yu Liuya laughed loudly: "This is the ice-type seedling brought back by Qingyan? The age is suitable. Junior Sister Shuanghua, what do you think?"

Master Shuanghua frowned with his delicate and perfect brows.

Hu Nuan felt cold and missed her mother.Mom, I am brave.

"Didn't you say five years old?" Master Shuanghua slowly opened his mouth: "Why are you so thin and sallow?"

The three of them were embarrassed at the same time, this——

Qingyan replied respectfully: "The real person doesn't know, Xiaonuan lived a very hard life in the mortal world, I think he went to the mountain gate to recuperate for a while—"

"Xiao Nuan? Her name is Nuan?" Daoist Shuanghua interrupted Qingyan with a cold tone: "The name and spiritual root are incompatible, it is not good."

Qingyan: "."

Yuliuya and Changjun: "."

"Hehe, Junior Sister, if you are not satisfied with the name, you can just choose another one. After entering the fairy gate to cut off the mortal world, it is her blessing that you give the name."

Qingyan didn't have the courage to say, he kept cutting, and his mother followed.

Shuanghua didn't speak, but looked at Hu Nuan again, seeing that her face was pale and her fingers were tightly clutching the corner of her clothes, she felt dissatisfied.Why is this child so timid.

She said: "This appearance, looks not outstanding."

Yu Liuya: "."

This junior sister is really outstanding, it's just this temperament and this mouth, you should take it easy in front of the children.

Chang Jun is also a little bit embarrassed, she is so worried about her apprenticeship, she picks this and that, if you are not satisfied, just say no, why say it in front of a child.In case the child suffers from demons because of your words, alas.

And Qingyan is doubting his own aesthetics, what can a child see at such a young age?
Shuanghua: "The eyes are not sharp enough, and the bones are not perfect. This child has no relationship with me as a teacher and apprentice."

The three of them thought: You only need to say the last half sentence!

Then he turned around and flew away.

Oh, but I left a sentence: "Thank you, Senior Brother Changjun, Senior Brother, Master, please let me know if there is a good candidate in the future."

Well, at least I know thanks.

What's the matter.

The three of them swished to see the little girl, feeling somewhat guilty.

Hu Nuan could understand Shuanghua's straightforward words, but she wasn't sad. She pretended to be stupid habitually, but she thought in her heart: Mom said she was the prettiest, huh, strangers can't be trusted.

Chang Jun: "Sovereign, look, I'm not suitable for teaching Bing Lingen."

He is Jin Lingen.

Yu Liuya pondered for a while: "Wait, let me ask Qiao Yu."

A message flew out and flew towards a mountain peak.

The man in the plain white robe played chess with him at the Panasonic, and he was slightly stunned when he received the summons, accepting apprentices?It's too much trouble with children.Just when he was about to refuse, his sleeve swept across the chess pieces and messed up the game. He was stunned again, and then stood up immediately.

"Forget it, I've stirred up interest today, so it's good to go and say thank you in person."

Qiao Yu came, greeted the two of them, and looked at Hu Nuan.

At this time, Hu Nuan realized that he had failed in the first round of interviews, so he encouraged himself in his heart, this time he had to work harder, and he had to perform well.

So I mustered up the courage to look back, and choked out a sentence: "Hello, teacher, my name is Hu Nuan, I am five years old, and I can mop the floor."

As soon as the word teacher came out, several people were stunned.

(End of this chapter)