The female partner engages in introversion in Xiuxianwen

"If you want to know what the treasure is, there are only two ways now, one is to collect all the keys.

The other is to ascend to the fairyland, pinch their necks, and let them speak. "

These two methods, no matter which one, are currently difficult to achieve.

Especially when ascending to the Immortal Realm, there have been no monks ascending for tens of thousands of years in today's Nine Desolation.

But Zong Zhengxuan believed that with Wanwan's help and Xiaoran's strength, ascension should not be a dream.

"Xiaoran, uncle trusts you, we can do it at the same time."

"Okay, I'll go back first."

"Xiaoran, don't be too attached to hatred, it will affect your Dao heart."

"Uncle, don't worry, I understand."

Buran turned around to leave, but was stopped by Zong Zhengxuan from behind.

"Xiaoran, your key."

In order to make Zong Zhengxuan look more carefully, Buran handed over the yellow key he found to Zong Zhengxuan.

"Give it to the little one, she already has two with her, and I will give the key to her for safekeeping in the future."

After speaking, Buran pushed open the door and left.

Zong Zhengxuan looked at the key in his hand and smiled with satisfaction. Buran trusted Wanwan more and more, which is very good.

They are destined to stand at the top of the cultivation world together.

What he wants to see most is for the two to support each other. Whether they become a couple is secondary, as long as they grow together.

Zong Zhengxuan didn't let the key stay in his hand for too long, and hurriedly rode the flamingo to Wanfeng Mountain.

He was afraid that if he went too late, his precious apprentice would retreat again.

Zong Zhengxuan really guessed right, if he arrives a little later, Feng Wan will put up the sign of Do Not Disturb in Retreat.

The last time her attack on the eighth-level alchemy was interrupted, Feng Wan planned to go all out this time, and she would not leave the level until she broke through to the eighth-level alchemy.

"Wanwan, this is given to you by your uncle Buran, please put it away quickly."

Zong Zhengxuan also kept a long story short, he knew that his precious disciple's time was precious, and talking too much would be a waste.

Feng Wan looked at the same familiar keys except for the different colors. She already had two of them in her space. Where did Uncle Buran get them.

"Master, what's the matter with this key?"

"Wanwan, this key was found by your uncle Buran from the place where Nangong Jun lived in the half-immortal city.

He said that after finding the key, I will leave it to you for safekeeping, and you just keep it. "

"Master, Uncle Buran has a higher level of cultivation, in fact, he is safer to keep."

"He has a rough heart, and he is probably afraid of losing it, so you can keep it for him."

"Okay then." Two are safekeeping, and three are also safekeeping. Seeing that her master insisted, Feng Wan took the key.

Feng Wan sent the key back to the space, and Huohuang carried it away like a baby.

Why keep it for Buran, if it enters their space, it belongs to them.

The big deal is that when opening the treasure, it would be better to spare some cultivation resources from the ancestors.

The thoughts of the other cubs are similar to Huo Huang's, and the Patriarch Buran is not an outsider, so they accept this key with peace of mind.

Baizhi was always worried about her master getting close to Buran, but now she is not afraid.

She could tell that the master was a cultivator madman, she only had the Dao in her heart, and she couldn't see other things at all.

So she was completely unfounded, and she seemed petty.

After Feng Wan inspected the spiritual herbs in the spiritual field, she hung a sign saying "Do not disturb after seclusion" at the door.

Feng Wan's side is in seclusion, and Buran's side is also in seclusion.

Both the most voluptuous and the saltiest members of Tianyuanzong have retreated, and the other disciples are embarrassed to be lazy, and most of the disciples have also retreated one after another.

Ling Ze walked around Tianyuanzong, and the usual scenes of gossiping in groups of three or four were no longer seen.

The entire Tianyuanzong was very quiet, but he was very pleased. Everyone worked so hard, and he couldn't fall behind.

While managing the affairs of the sect well, one must also improve one's cultivation.

When Wanwan leaves the customs this time, he is going to reserve a God Transformation Pill with her.

Although Qiyan Danzun can also refine Huashen Pill, but the quality of the elixir refined from the same material, Feng Wan is better.

It's not that Qi Yan's alchemy level can't keep up with Feng Wan's, it's more because Feng Wan uses thunder and fire to make alchemy, which greatly improves the quality of the elixir.

Almost all the disciples of Tianyuanzong are working hard, and the Onishuzuka far away in the northern wilderness is also very lively.

After Bu Yao took Luoshui away from Dashan, he separated from her.

Although Ghost Xiu Tomb and Moxiu Temple are both in Beihuang, Buyao doesn't want to go with Luoshui.

Even if there is some improvement in Luoshui, it is impossible for Bu Yao to accept Luoshui.

In Bu Yao's eyes, Luoshui is a big trouble.

Luo Shui was sad, but there was nothing he could do, because Bu Yao was such a person who was not restrained or threatened by anyone.

When Bu Yao returned to the ghost cultivator's tomb, the ghost cultivators who had always humbled and flattered him in front of him, looked at him strangely this time.

There seems to be sympathy in it, and there is a sense of watching a good show.

Of course, they thought they were hiding it well, but they didn't know that Bu Yao had seen through it long ago.

The third time someone looked at him like this, he couldn't help but laugh.

He raised his hand and grabbed that ghost by the neck.

"Tell me, what happened to Onishuzuka during the absence of my lord?"

"Ahem, please calm down, my lord, I know I'm wrong."

"Answer the question." Bu Yao exerted force on his hands, and that Guixiu coughed even harder, and even rolled his big eyes, as if he was going to quack at any time.

"Say, slave said."

Bu Yao loosened his strength and threw that ghost away.

Guixiu, who had regained his freedom, gasped for a few breaths, and then quickly explained to Bu Yao.

"Holy One, didn't you take a picture of a monk from the auction house not long ago?"

monk?Well, Bu Yao remembered, it was Ling Yundu whom his master asked for by name.

"go on."

"It's just that he seems to be more likely to come. These days you are not here, and he took good care of the ancestor.

As soon as the holy ancestor was happy, he made him a ghost, not only that, but also taught him to practice. "

"and then?"

"then……"

That ghost cultivator was a little afraid to say it. If he said it, would the saint directly wring his neck.

"If you don't say anything, I will break your neck right now."

"Yes, I said, because Ling Yundu is very favored by the Holy Ancestor, everyone thinks you have fallen out of favor.

There are even a lot of fools who have already started to curry favor with Ling Yundu.

But don't worry, the slave appointment is with you wholeheartedly. "

He looked at Gui Xiu in front of him with a smile that was not a monster, but if he really had one heart with him, he would not look at him with the same eyes just now.

Sure enough, Guixiu didn't have any absolute loyalty. When they strangled Helian Wushuang together, they all supported him.

This Ling Yundu had only been here for a long time, but after being looked at by his master a few more times, they fell towards Ling Yundu.

It is said that ghost cultivators cannot be handed over, and it is true.

Hey, there really aren't many ghost cultivators as good as him.

Babies, here we come, please feed us!