Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 838

All things are difficult at the beginning, and the most difficult moment is just around the corner. Now that you have come, you will be hurt if you stick your head out or hide your head, so just go for it. At most, you will be scolded. If a novice does not make mistakes, he will get into big trouble in the future. If he makes a mistake now, it will be a warning.

Afraid that others would notice her confusion and panic, she practiced the art of keeping warm while walking into the lobby of the main hall with a serious face.

Don't get me wrong, her panic had nothing to do with romance, it was purely because she was about to negotiate with her boss, as if she was back to the time when she asked her second sister for leave. She was first met with humiliating criticism, and then ridiculed for how wishful her request was.

Yes, as a newcomer, just focus on work, why so much nonsense?

My mind was full of random thoughts. The slower I walked, the heavier the distracting thoughts became. I simply teleported to the wide-open door of the main hall and looked inside. There was no one there.

"Inner court." The leader's voice sounded like a warm reminder.

Sang Yue, whose mind was completely blank, calmed down, stepped into the main hall, walked around the main seat and went to the inner court through the side door. When he stepped out of the spacious side door, he immediately saw the familiar figure leaning against the eaves behind the main hall wall.

There is a couch under the eaves and a low table beside it.

The snow scene in the inner courtyard, the white-clothed and silver-haired immortal under the eaves, and the ice-blue jade pot and teacup on the low table. The cold air came over me, as if even the cold-proof technique had lost its effect, making me feel cold inside.

"My lord." As a waiter, Sang Yue quickly got into the role and calmly walked to the side, kneeling on one knee to perform a squatting salute.

"Speak." The silver-haired immortal lay on his side with his eyes slightly closed.

"My Lord, I want to go to the lower world." At this moment, all her nervousness and panic were gone, and she said calmly, "I was accidentally dragged into the Heavenly Vortex Ascension Immortal Realm, and my friends in the lower world knew nothing about it..."

Once some things are spoken of, everything will go much more smoothly.

If it is just a normal gathering of friends, there may not be enough reasons to "go to work". Just like the workers in my hometown who want to ask for leave, saying that they want to go shopping and drink tea with friends, the boss will not only not approve it, but also scold them.

Even her elder sister can see her past life, so it is impossible for her current leader, who is an immortal, not to see it.

So she told him that Lan Jiu, Shi Heng and other suspected demon cultivators had been targeting her friends. She was very worried and wanted to go down to see if her friends were okay. Although she didn't hold out much hope, she still had a glimmer of hope that he would show some leniency.

Human life is at stake. It won’t be too late to wait for her to go to the lower world to see her friends and then come back to be confined to her room for a hundred years.

After finishing her story, Sang Yue remained kneeling and waiting for a reply. Suddenly, she felt a soft, icy touch on her forehead. She looked up in confusion and saw the Immortal Venerable flick his finger.

Soon, two light curtains appeared under the eaves.

One was from Tu Qingyun. It turned out that when she was trapped in the Sky Whirlpool, he was following the cultivators selected by Xing Sui to the Immortal Realm. After registering at the Xiaojing government office, an immortal took him into the Immortal Realm with a letter of recommendation.

The letter of recommendation was written by Yun Biluo. She had some connections in the fairyland, so she allowed him to become an inner disciple of a third-class fairy sect.

The noble man recommended him to the door, and the future path he would take depended on his own luck. He didn't know that she had also arrived in the fairyland at this time, and he was always thinking about her two magic spells and the relationship between A Lu and Tong Zi.

A cultivator without ambition has no motivation to advance. As the saying goes in my hometown, if one person succeeds, the whole family will benefit.

Ever since he saw the vastness of the fairyland, the hazy auspicious mist, and the extraordinary grace of the immortals, he began to look for ways to bring his relatives and friends to the fairyland. If that didn't work, he could bring Ah Sang up first, so that the two of them would be better.

Of course he knew that this idea was too fantastical, just as he had never thought that he would be sent to the fairyland to practice.

The life of a monk is longer than that of a mortal. If you don't have a dream, what's the difference between you and a salted fish? It's better to go back to your hometown and continue to tangle with those inferior evil cultivators.

Tu Qingyun was fine, and the other light curtain belonged to Ah Shui and the other two. Ah Yun had transferred them to another address of the Wanjian Sect. Ah Shui and Ah Lu were two of the elders of the Wanjian Sect's Weapon Refining Peak, and Ah Xing was a sword cultivator. The three of them lived alone on a sacred mountain, neighbors with other disciples.

Their lives were no different from before. Ah Lu and Ah Shui continued to innovate and replace their daily convenient spiritual tools, while Ah Xing focused on practicing sword cultivation techniques. He interacted with other peak masters and often exchanged skills and experiences.

Everything seemed to be going on peacefully as usual, until the camera of the light curtain moved to three figures surrounded by demonic energy in mid-air.

One man and two women, standing high above, looked down at all the living beings on the mountains with cold eyes.

"Are they my mother's friends?" The male demon looked at the three people who were practicing expressionlessly. "No wonder my mother could never defeat that old guy. What future can she have if she just hangs out with these low-level microorganisms all day long?"

"Microbe?" Shi Heng didn't expect these three words to come from his mouth, and couldn't help but curious, "Sixth brother, where did you learn this word?"

"The lower creatures in the small world like to use this term to refer to their own kind," the male demon's lips curled slightly, his eyes revealing sneer, "It's ridiculous to think that just because you are my believer, you are superior to your own kind."

Regardless of whether one is his believer or not, everyone must eventually sacrifice their soul to him.

But the souls that dared to resist him were much more interesting than the souls of his followers, and their soul power was also stronger than that of his followers. How could they be compared with those lackeys who obeyed him? The soul sacrifices of lackeys were tasteless, and he was generally too lazy to eat them.

The demon generals were disdainful of the rewards, so they mostly gave them to the demon soldiers and monsters under their command as snacks.

"What should we do now?" Shi Heng looked at the three people below. "Mother's intuition is really sharp. She immediately noticed that something was wrong with us."

"What should we do?" The male demon snorted and stretched out a hand towards the mountain below, "Force her to come out..."

Just as he was about to cast a spell, his hand was slapped away.

"What are you doing?" The male demon glanced at Lan Jiu with a look of impatience and displeasure.

"I should be the one asking you this," Lan Jiu glanced at him unhappily, "They are my mother's only relatives and friends in this world, and they are also her bottom line. Did you kill her friends in order to wake her up and then die of guilt?"

"Oh, yes." Shi Heng also thought of this possibility and quickly hugged the male demon's arm tightly, "We really can't kill him."

"I didn't mean to kill her," the male demon shook off Shi Heng's hand and said coldly, "I just used my friend as a hostage to force her out. Don't forget, if Ah Mu was really cursed by the old man, her coming back here now means that he will also wake up soon...

Don't you know the seriousness of this matter? If you don't find the place where he is sealed and grind him to ashes as soon as possible, who will be able to kill him when he wakes up?"

The two female demons were silent after hearing this.

Lan Jiu closed his eyes, exhaled deeply, opened his eyes and said, "No, my father cannot be killed. I can only seal him again..."

Only the Celestial Clan can seal him, and casting a spell to seal him by a few of us is equivalent to transferring magic power to him.

"My mother was a fairy from the sect in her previous life. She has always practiced the righteous way of heaven. Only she can seal him again. Before that, we must not become her enemies and waste her cultivation..."

What? !

She was not a demon in her previous life, but a fairy?! Outside the light curtain, Sang Yue's heart was pounding wildly.

Thanks to book friend Nini for the reward~