Deer seeks fairyland

Chapter 205
"I've seen City Lord Jin Shao."

Liu Xiaolu didn't have a good impression of this cheap fiancé whom he had never met before, so he saluted with lowered eyes, and quietly stepped aside.

Seeing this, Jin Ziqi stretched out his hand to help Liu Xiaolu, but said with a smile, "You and I will be a family soon, besides, this is not the boundary of Zongyuan City, sister Xiaolu doesn't have to call her so well, she will call her directly from now on. I'm good at chess."

The young man's slender fingers with five distinct knuckles firmly supported Liu Xiaolu's arm, and when she stood still, he retracted it into the sleeve without showing any trace.

Liu Xiaolu felt a faint wave of spiritual power coming from the young man's palm, and frowned slightly, but did not respond.

The conversation between the two aroused the interest of another young man from the Dao Sect beside Jin Ziqi. This person looked at Liu Xiaolu and then at Jin Ziqi, teasingly said,
"I said why Junior Brother Jin has rejected several beautiful junior sisters' invitations to double cultivation in the past two years. It turns out that there is already such a lovely wife in the family."

"Senior Brother Fang doesn't know something. In fact, my marriage contract with Xiaolu was already established two years ago. When the affairs here are over, I will take a leave of absence and go back to Zongyuan City to marry her."

Jin Ziqi lowered his head and smiled, he didn't know how to tell, but there was a bit of shyness unique to young people just right on his face.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan laughed, and stopped teasing him, but turned to Liu Xiaolu and said, "Come on, brother and sister stretch out your hand."

……

Liu Xiaolu touched the vermilion pattern the size of a copper coin on his arm. It was a crimson koi carp with its head and tail in its mouth, and a round belly. If you didn't look carefully, it looked a bit like a red crescent.

Just now, the young monk used the weird instrument for measuring bone age to lightly press on Liu Xiaolu's arm. After a slight tingling pain, this pattern appeared on her arm.

Liu Xiaolu also tried to rub it vigorously, his arms turned red, but the pattern was still clearly visible, without any sign of fading.

Seeing that he couldn't rub it off, and that the skin on the pattern was smooth to the touch, and he didn't feel any discomfort, Liu Xiaolu simply put down his sleeves and ignored it.

After waiting for a while, the disciples of several major sects finished measuring the bone age one after another.

What surprised Liu Xiaolu was that among these people there were really over-age monks who tried to get away with it.

Not far away, a young man in blue tugged on the sleeve of gold chess and pleaded,

"Senior brother, my birthday was only two months ago, and the elders of the clan have high hopes for me this time. This secret realm only opens once in 20 years. I beg you to accommodate me and let me in."

Before Jin Ziqi could speak, Fang Yuan raised his hand and knocked this person away, and said disdainfully, "Don't get entangled, the rules are the rules, the rules set by our sect elders don't allow you family boys Beak?"

Jin Ziqi didn't make a sound, just walked to the side of the young cultivator who was vomiting blood and flew upside down with a calm face, felt his pulse with his hand, took out another pill from his bosom and fed it.

The young man struggled and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Jin Ziqi, "Brother Fang is the first disciple of Elder Lian Jing, and he has already reached the middle stage of foundation establishment at a young age. If you don't want to die, don't say any more , Hurry up to meditate and adjust breath, so as not to hurt the foundation."

Fang Yuan sneered when he heard the words, "It's just a fake spiritual root, Junior Brother Jin, why should you worry about this trash."

"Senior brother Fang said that the monks of our family are naturally inferior to the monks of the sect like brother,

Although this junior has mediocre aptitude, it may not be easy for his family to train such a late-stage qi refining monk who is more than ten years old. Jin Ziqi got up and said.

What Jin Ziqi did made the family monks on the field feel good about him, and the faces of the few female monks showed a bit of admiration.

"Small." Fang Yuan muttered a few words, then stopped talking to him.

……

As the sky gradually darkened, the three alchemy elders each finished rectifying the disciples in their sect, and went out to the riverside in greater numbers.

Elder Lian Jing, who was dressed in white, looked towards the middle of the river, turned his head and said to everyone, "Everyone, the opening of the Clear Water Cave is about to open, your masters and elders must have already mentioned the general rules, so I won't repeat them here.

Whether you can get the treasure depends on your ability.

Just one point, half of all the income from the secret realm must be handed over to the sect, and no one is allowed to hide it for personal gain. "

"Disciple, remember." Hundreds of young monks present responded one after another.

Only then did Elder Lian Jing nodded in satisfaction, looked at the Dongling River again, took out a dark red disc from his bosom, and said in a concentrated voice, "Two fellow daoists, prepare to help me start the formation!"

"go with!"

Elder Lian Jing threw the red disc in his hand into the air, and hit him with several spells.

The dark red disc spun twice in the air, then hung five or six feet away from the river and stopped moving.

At this moment, Jiang Juechen and Ye Lingxi also threw out two small red flags, one on the left and the other on the right. They saw the formulas in their hands, and their lips moved, as if they were reciting some formulas.

The two small flags rushed to the edge of the red disc like swallows returning to the forest, and then quickly spun around the disc as the center.

Following the actions of several people, the originally calm river surged like boiling soup.

The water waves stirred more and more urgently, gradually forming a white vortex on the river surface.

After about a stick of incense, the center of the vortex has expanded to more than two feet wide, enough for an adult monk to pass through easily.

Liu Xiaolu looked up, but there was a thick layer of white mist under the surface of the water, blocking everyone's sight and making it difficult for people to get a peek.

"The secret realm has been opened, what are you waiting for, enter it quickly!"

Following Elder Lian Jing's low shout, all the young monks came back to their senses, and jumped into the white vortex in the river one by one.

There are more than 500 people participating in the trip to the secret realm this time, but the secret entrance can only be passed by one person at a time, so when it is almost Liu Xiaolu's turn, it is already over.

At this time, Elder Lian Jing's forehead had seen many fine beads of sweat, and he looked a bit embarrassed.

The black-clothed monk of the Ghost Devouring Sect had a slightly dignified expression, but it looked natural.

And the female cultivator surnamed Ye from Danfeng Valley was much worse. She was short of breath, her cheeks were flushed, and her long black hair that was blown by the night wind was also wet from the sweat on her face. Sticking together strand by strand.

It seems that the spiritual power required to maintain the formation at the entrance of the clear water cave is astonishing, and it is so reluctant for the three monks at the alchemy stage to make a move together.

Thinking so, Liu Xiaolu followed the team and jumped towards the entrance.

(End of this chapter)