The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

After many years, he finally returned to Tianxu Shenzhou to meet his master and brother, and Pei Xihe was deeply moved.

She suddenly remembered the scene she had seen in the great light formation at that time, and she couldn't help clenching her fists tightly. A determination as cold as winter snow flashed in her eyes, but like a meteor, she never called Mu Wan and Jiang on the opposite side. Pearl sees.

Jiang Mingzhu groaned, her expression a bit complicated.

"I still think that if my cultivation level has advanced in these years, if there is divine help, I will be proud of myself if I have cultivated to the early stage of Nascent Soul."

"You haven't overdone it all these years, and you have cultivated to the state where you will soon become a god without making a sound. I really don't know what to say."

Rao was also shocked. When she first met Pei Xihe, both of them were young girls, but she was far superior to her.

Afterwards, the Zongmen Grand Competition lost to Qi Qi, and she took advantage of the trend to form a golden core to kill the enemy, and then still won the Grand Competition.

Now after many years, Jiang Mingzhu has already touched her own way, the higher the realm, the faster she will enter the realm, and she is still inferior to her, she can't help but sigh.

But now Jiang Mingzhu's mind has been completely determined, her heart is like a rock, and she will not change her ambition on the road to immortality. Those surprises are just a breeze blowing over the rock, and finally turned into admiration for her.

No matter how talented a cultivator is, it still needs countless polishing. Jiang Mingzhu, who is equally talented, knows this truth. Pei Xihe may have gained a lot of experience and tempering over the years, otherwise how would he have such a matching cultivation base.

And she also firmly believes in her own extraordinaryness. Her practice is like planting buds and growing trees. She may not be able to make it in the early stage, but one day she will grow up against the light and rise into the sky.

Pei Xihe heard her emotion, but also noticed the sadness that had just been hidden in Mu Wanna's eyes.

She said to Jiang Mingzhu: "It is true that chance and danger have added to my body, and my cultivation base can advance so quickly. You are also amazing. I can feel the aura contained in your body since I just met you .”

"It's the gourd from back then."

Jiang Mingzhu nodded with a generous and unrestrained posture.

"It is my natal thing. This is the family heirloom of the Jiang family. It is rumored that it is one of the top ten spiritual veins in ancient times. The power of life."

Pei Xihe thought to himself that it was recorded in the inheritance that there were ten top spiritual veins in ancient times, which were born from the accumulation of innate energy, namely Huangzhong plum, gourd vine, ginseng fruit, flat peach, fairy apricot, hibiscus, and laurel , plantain, bodhi, bitter bamboo.

The full name of this gourd vine is Seven Colors Gourd Vine. It is rumored that there are seven gourds on it: purple gold, purple white, purple green, purple yellow, purple green, purple black and purple red, but Pei Xihe still remembers that the gourd he saw that day was Cyan gray.

If it is really such a treasure, I am afraid that with the passage of time, the essence of divinity will be wiped away, turning from purple to gray.

But now Jiang Mingzhu is compatible with her and has become a thing of her own destiny that can grow together with her master. She will be transformed with time and merit. She is also a pure wood spirit root, and the master is endless. Return to the state of true spirit.

Jiang Mingzhu's potential is immeasurable.

And it would be presumptuous to ask any more specific information about the gourd, so Pei Xihe remained silent.

Jiang Mingzhu and her looked at each other and smiled, and then said: "This time, my Jiang family will have two Huashen Zuns to go with me. Now you wait in the city for three days. As soon as the news comes out, I will come to find you. "

Pei Xihe thought about the two deities, Jiang Mingzhu's intentions had been figured out by her, and her smile became more sincere.

"That's good."

Jiang Mingzhu took out a wooden sign and handed it to Pei Xihe.

"This is my Wooden Token, which is transformed from the leaves of the Sky-reaching Vine. If you have anything important, you can use this thing to contact me."

Reciprocating courtesy and being honest with each other, Pei Xihe also took out a messenger talisman that stored his aura and handed it to Jiang Mingzhu, who put it away and got up.

"So I will take my leave first."

"Thank you, Mr. Mu, for your hospitality."

Mu Wan got up to see the guests off, and said with a smile: "Jiang Zhenjun is very polite, the cabinet will do its best to handle the matter you entrusted to Zhenbao Pavilion for you, and now I will not see you off all the way."

Jiang Mingzhu nodded and smiled lightly, then left.

As soon as Mu Wan sat back in the chair, Pei Xihe looked at herself with a smile.

She couldn't help laughing: "What are you doing looking at my sister like this?"

Pei Xihe blinked: "Sister, why don't you guess what gift I brought you, I didn't come here empty-handed this time."

The Mu Zhangshi of Zhenbao Pavilion has long been experienced, and he has a refined mind, but seeing the beautiful girl in front of him, he still softens his heart.

Mu Wan has known Pei Xihe since she was a child, and seeing her growing up with her own stubbornness, a little bit of emotion suddenly arose in her heart, like a small bud that I was protecting yesterday, suddenly bursting today The ground became a big sunshade tree.

Just now when Pei Xihe talked with Jiang Mingzhu, she was also full of emotions in her heart. She was proud of her current strength, but she couldn't help but feel a little sad. Her cultivation has come to an end when she reaches the foundation establishment. Maybe it will be more than a hundred years later. Then the lifespan will be exhausted.

She only hoped that her little sister would always be as bright as the morning sun.

She said softly: "Your sister will like everything you give her."

Pei Xihe squinted and smiled, and took out something from the storage ring.

She spread out her palm, it was a blue-white fruit the size of a fist, with a rough surface, and scale-like protrusions could be seen, but they were connected to each other to form a wonderful pattern.

This was exactly the fifth-grade spiritual thing that Pei Xihe bought in the mermaid realm of Xiansha back then, which was born in the deep sea, and cleared the marrow.

Mu Wan didn't know about this elixir, after all, it had been extinct in Tianxu Shenzhou for many years, and even the Endless Sea, which was most suitable for its birth, had never heard of it.

She explained: "This spiritual fruit is called clearing the marrow. It is transformed by the power of the sea marrow. It can improve the talent of practitioners who have just heard the Tao. I remember that there is a water root in my sister's spiritual root, and it can be washed by taking this fruit. Physical body, eliminate erysipelas in the body, and improve water talent."

"At that time, we will meditate for a period of time, and with the help of Peijindan, there is a [-]% chance that my sister will become a Jindan cultivator,"

Even though he was a Jindan early-stage monk who had never comprehended the Dao Yun and relied on the power of the elixir to forcibly promote him, his cultivation base would no longer have any hope of increasing, but he could still increase his lifespan from 300 years to 800 years.

Mu Wan's eyes were slightly red, and her voice trembled a little. She knew Pei Xihe, and also knew his intentions, and she never shied away, only being moved from the bottom of her heart.

"Sister, I really want to thank you."

Pei Xihe said softly, "I remember everything."

I remember the care and advice given to her since I was a child, and I remember the detailed preparations and arrangements when I entered the hidden world of the gods.

She remembered every bit of those years, one by one, in her heart.

……

Jiang Mingzhu sat quietly in the wing room of the inn in Yongcheng, she looked at the gourd in her palm.

The blue-gray misty light has a mysterious and simple charm. In fact, she really doesn't know whether it is the gourd that grows on the rumored colorful gourd vine, but it contains infinite changes, pointing her to the direction of the Tao , but it is true.

Like every flower blooming, like looking forward to the new year.

Thin words and sentimental understanding, leisurely Tianjun.

Jiang Mingzhu looked at the sky through the window, as if realizing the natural way of heaven and earth, life is endless, and the steps she has been pursuing to ascend to the immortal can sweep away all the clouds and mist, and present it clearly and frankly.

She is bound to get the fruit of that tree.