The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 610 There is a Little Medicine Fairy in the Mountain (9)

A man in white came out slowly, raised his clear eyes and looked at the desolate mulberry tree at the door...

And that wilting radish on the tree.

Xianjun watched his mulberry tree turn into this ghostly appearance, his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and the bone fan in his hand was lightly tapped, the sleeping radish spirit turned over and fell, then slowed down when it was about to hit the ground, and finally slapped With a sound, it fell to the ground.

My nose hurts a bit.

Jiang Tang covered his small face, sat up, followed the fairy's pure white robe all the way up, and finally met those shallow eyes that were as calm as an ancient well.

"Immortal Monarch Wuchao, you are out of customs!"

"If you don't come out of the customs again, this tree, my lord, will die."

Jiang Tang stood up and patted the ashes on his buttocks.

"I'm too hungry to go down the tree, so I can only eat the leaves and fruit."

Wuchao Xianjun looked down at the little girl at his feet, and thought to himself, how did such a stupid radish spirit cultivate spiritual wisdom?
Seeing that he was about to leave, Jiang Tang quickly followed with his short legs.

"Where are you going, Xianjun?"

"Go out."

"Can I follow?"

"No."

"Then how boring I am alone in the yard."

"..."

"Xianjun, can you give me a practice secret book or something, so I can kill time."

"You are not suitable."

Jiang Tang continued to work hard, the man was tall and long-legged, and she ran after him with all her might.

"How do you know if it's suitable if you don't try it? I'm very smart!"

Ban Ban felt a little shy when he said this, but Jiang Tang was full of confidence.

The man stopped, and Jiang Tang stopped, reaching out to grab his robe.

"Any one, I don't choose."

Talking to him is really useless, with the head held high, and only the sharp-edged chin of the man can be seen.

Wuchao Xianjun lowered his eyes, looked at the radish head at his feet and stretched out his small hand, looking forward to it, his big black eyes were clear and bright, like a galaxy falling into it, extremely pure.

The next second, an old book fell, and Jiang Tang quickly reached out to catch it.

There is no book cover, a simple thread-bound booklet, and the words inside are difficult to understand.

Wuchao Xianjun didn't think about whether Jiang Tang could read or not, so he changed a copy and threw it to her.

"Thank you Xianjun!"

Jiang Tang took the book and put it in his arms, whatever it is, it's better than nothing.

She now wants to practice quickly to grow taller, otherwise she will get cervical spondylosis sooner or later.

Less than five days after returning, the man left again.

In this world of cultivating immortals, even the flow of time is extremely slow. Any tree is a thousand or eight hundred years old, so those who cultivate immortals will put this long and boring process of cultivating immortals on the road, and feel it while walking. Time can break the way and become a god.

Wuchao Xianjun's original life trajectory, he had already realized Taoism and became a god when he was three hundred years old. Unfortunately, he didn't know what he was thinking when he ascended. Ninety-nine and 81 thunders survived, but he ascended to the sky at the last step Failed on the ladder.

The heavenly ladder is 99 steps, Wuchao Xianjun walked to 98 steps, and fell down the ladder at the last step.

This kind of thing has never happened in history, and this kind of thing happened to a genius cultivating immortals who is rare in ten thousand years. He became a god at three hundred years old, which is more than 700 years ahead of the average level of others who become gods at one thousand years old.

So Jiang Tang's purpose in coming to this world is mainly to educate Xianjun about safety and health.

Don't be careless, don't be sloppy, especially when you walk, you should be careful, practice how to climb the stairs, and don't stumble at the critical moment.

(End of this chapter)