The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 325
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Jiajia was silent for a long while, then replied with a faint "Oh".

Her reaction was beyond Xuan Ling's expectation, and she asked puzzledly: "Why don't you ask me who is the person with the root of space spirit?"

The space spirit root is the link between Jiajia and Xuanling. If there is no space spirit root, Jiajia and Xuanling will never meet because of their opposite natures.

And at the beginning, Xuanling really let go of that: if one day the mustard space is free again, it will find another owner who is more suitable for it.Therefore, the connection between the two was actually quite fragile at the time, and it might be blocked at any time.

However, although the spatial spiritual root is not unique to Jiajia, it is very rare, not to mention that the two of them have actually gotten along well in recent years, and Xuanling never mentioned this matter.The next mention is to point out the precarious relationship between the two, which puts the two on a very strange level in an instant.

It is undeniable that when Jia Jia first heard these words, she was apprehensive. Although she did not rely on the spiritual root of space, she was really used to its existence in the past few years.Xuanling's words woke her up again: she is not unique even Jiajia, if she does not advance, she will retreat.The artifact chooses the master, and when she can't keep up with that pace one day, the mustard space may leave her at any time.

Jiajia thought for a while, then curled the corners of her lips, and the vortex at the corners of her mouth was looming, but a trace of determination flashed in those smiling eyes: "No matter who you are, you are still mine now, and I will not stand still. One day, if you really leave me and want to choose a master again, the only thing I can do is to make the best use of my spatial spiritual root and develop it to the extreme. Then even if you choose a master again, you may still have to choose me. Even if the artifact doesn’t choose me anymore, it’s just that my skills are inferior to others, there’s nothing to say. Jiajia will work hard, if I have a destiny with you in this mustard space, you will always come back to me; if there is no destiny, it is fate It's all over. Jiajia has nothing to say, she will find another way to reach the sky!"

Xuan Ling pursed her lips, Jia Jia was not in a hurry to ask it at first, and it didn't know why, and a strange dissatisfaction arose in its heart: it seemed to be complaining that she didn't value her artifact as much as others.After hearing her explanation, although Xuan Ling felt much less dissatisfied, she also knew that what she said was correct. It can be seen that she didn't attach as much importance to him as other people did, so she still felt a little displeased.

The expression on Xuanling's face naturally couldn't escape Jiajia's eyes. Jiajia slightly raised her eyebrows, looked at Xuanling, and then laughed suddenly: "If I am afraid that the person who also has the spiritual root of space will steal the mustard space , so no matter if it is a dark hand or a stumbling block, then, without the existence of that person, I will give you freedom one day."

"Why?" In fact, Xuan Ling knew very early on that the female cultivator in front of her was very contradictory.Sometimes it's as clear as water, and people can see it clearly at a glance, but sometimes it's like fog. No matter how you look at it, it seems that you have never seen her clearly.Two contradictory and strange characteristics gathered in her body, but they also successfully separated her from ordinary people.Even Xuan Ling had to admit that this female cultivator in front of her was at least the first time she had seen such a cultivator in the hundreds of thousands of years she had been wandering around the world.

"Because if I'm afraid, afraid, there will never be a day of ascension. If you can't ascend, you will always fall. Wouldn't it be a matter of time before you return your freedom?" Jia Jia chuckled lightly, but then she fell silent. Xuanling couldn't help trembling because of the expression and seriousness on her face, she only listened to the woman's words, but the persistence in her voice was no less than that of any man, "What's more, even Jiajia doesn't even bother to act like a villain. Of!"

She is proud, even though her appearance is weak, she always smiles at the corner of her mouth and is gentle and polite. Such a female cultivator who seems to be well-rounded and her appearance does not match her persistence has a sense of pride and self-confidence in her body.Even Xuan Ling has to admit that the current Jiajia is indeed worthy of the word "elite" among the monks of the same generation, but it is compared with the monks of the same generation.But now, when monks fight against each other, it's not a martial art stage, where life and death are irrelevant, not to mention there is no restriction on cultivation level, even Jindan, it can't be won in front of a mere Nascent Soul cultivator.It is more appropriate to describe the monk's decisive road as overcoming obstacles.

Xuanling only felt that his heart was complicated like it had never been in hundreds of thousands of years. After a long time, he finally sighed and said in a low voice: "It belongs to Mrs. Li. It's up to you if you want to know!"

Tell her Mrs. Li, and then say, "It's up to you if you want to know?" Jiajia only thought it was funny to Xuanling who turned her head away, awkward.However, even though he had no intention of becoming an enemy of that "Lady Li", he still remembered this character.

This practice means not leaving the house for half a month.Right now, the entire "Penglai Immortal Island" does not distinguish between day and night, and the monks all use hourglasses to time the time, and Jiajia pushed the door out.The scene outside is still the same, but the cultivator has long lost the freshness of the past and is working hard to cultivate, but the outside is empty and there is no sign of anyone.

The water animal husbandry flowers on Shenhezhuang are still beautiful because they are supported by spiritual energy.But it seems that without that ray of sunshine, this beauty also loses a bit of agility and elegance, and becomes rigid.

Jia Jia carefully separated all of her spiritual senses and probed out, but the Azure Dragon Formation still bounced her spiritual senses back.Although the sea water that was praised by them as beautiful as blue glass was still captivating at this moment, Jiajia only felt that they were just in a blue cage.

Seeing that the female cultivator in front of her was wearing a black-and-gold dress, but the two shadows cast by her long eyelashes trembled slightly on her fair face. With the matching face, the majesty brought by the black clothes turned into gentleness.Mo Qingjue, who was holding a mask in his hand, stared blankly for a while, then suddenly said: "It's useless, there is a green dragon array, and the divine sense cannot be detected."

Jia Jia opened her eyes, and that recognizable childish voice, although she had only heard it once, Jia Jia still remembered it, turned around and met the boy with a black face in his hand, and saw He was staring at himself in a daze, not realizing that the Tang man in his hand was about to melt, but his small face was still as serious and earnest as that day.It seems to be called Mo Qingjue!
Jiajia suddenly heard the question that the child asked that day, and with a "puchi", she chuckled lightly. She was not the kind of majestic person in the first place, and this smile was even softer, making people feel alive just by looking at it. Three points close.

The boy was stunned, and walked towards her with strides. When he reached Jiajia's side, he stopped and raised his head to look at her seriously: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you, this sugar figurine is melting, why don't you hurry up and eat it!" Jia Jia glanced at the sugar figurine in his hand, and blurted out.

Hearing this, the boy hurriedly licked the candy figurine, looked up at Jiajia again, and introduced to her generously: "This is the candy figurine made by Mrs. Li. It's delicious. But I've already eaten this one. I can’t give it to you. You can find her to make one for you. She can also tell stories, stories about monkeys going to the west to learn scriptures, and stories about Duke Bao beating up bad guys. This is Duke Bao!”

The boy proudly waved the black sugar figurine in front of her, very proud.

As early as when Xuanling told her that Mrs. Li was a person with spatial spiritual roots, she had doubted it, and now she has confirmed this time traveler.However, what does that have to do with her? Jia Jia smiled, responded lightly, and revealed the matter of Mrs. Li.

The boy with the sugar figurine in his mouth looked around with her. After a long while, he suddenly pointed outside and looked at Jiajia seriously: "When the two were not separated, they were called Hongyuan. Hong, shaped like a chicken, is called Chaos."

Seeing Jiajia smiled and said nothing, the boy pointed at the sky, "Isn't the green dragon array like an eggshell?"

With her nod, the boy was even more proud: "Master always said that I can always find things that others can't see, and I have a pair of eyes!"

Jia Jia couldn't stop nodding, but Xuanling in the dantian noticed him at some point, and murmured in the dantian: "Here is a childish heart, a child can be taught!" Xuanling couldn't bear it at this point. Zhu Zhu stabbed Jiajia again: "When I met you, you were less than ten years older than him. Why don't you have such a childish heart, you are not slippery." For Xuan Ling, it was really just a blink of an eye.

Jiajia smiled wryly: "I'm just a three-spiritual root. If I don't slip or slip my hands, I don't know how long I can live. It's hard to say whether you will see me. A monk with a spiritual root like me and no family background, this This road is destined to be difficult, and it is not surprising that I am different from him."

"That beautiful one above, is that your master?" The sugar man was bitten by the boy with a "click" sound, but he swallowed the last bit into his stomach, and waved his finger to the Guanhai Pavilion in the middle of Canhezhuang.

Jia Jia followed his direction and looked, her eyesight was excellent, and it was daytime again in Shenhe Village.Even though the figure on the Guanhai Pavilion was already very small, she could still see it clearly: Master, Mo Wuji, Liang Xiaozhen, and an old monk who was sitting were looking around worriedly, as if they were discussing What.

Among the monks, there are very few monks with eccentricities who do not have a fixed face. When such a monk reaches a certain age, his appearance is naturally old. However, the face of that monk is not only old, but also pale. Injured, really can't find any other reason.

As for the adjective "beautiful", among the top four, if you really want to pick a "beautiful" one, if her aesthetics is fine, there is really no other candidate except Shizun.

Seeing Jia Jia gave a soft "hmm", the boy excitedly pulled Jia Jia's sleeve: "Come on, let's have a good discussion. When I went back to see my ancestors, I heard from your master that you are very good." No, if you are proficient in formations, we must learn from each other!"

The boy said with a slight force on his hand, he pulled Jiajia two steps, and said while pulling: "Your master insists that I am not your opponent, so I naturally don't believe it. But I don't know how you can make Mo Qing Jue was convinced."

　I'm sorry everyone, it will take two days to add more magic horses, and I'm really busy recently~~
　　
　
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