The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 33

This chapter is long overdue! ^－^
Jiajia is quite satisfied with being able to own a small courtyard all by herself. Needless to say, it is clean. Before living with Huanxi in Qingxin Peak, they are people who know the basics. Huanxi's temperament doesn't need much adjustment. There was no unhappiness either.Now if you really want to change to a stranger, among other things, it will take a lot of time just to get used to it, let alone meet someone who is difficult to get along with, it will be extremely detrimental to practice.

Canghai Tower.In addition to the two peaks of Tai'a and Qingxin, there are fourteen peaks inside and outside Kunlun, and each peak has a Canghai Tower. Kunlun has been founded for 10 years, and Canghai Tower has always been the place to inherit the Kunlun Avenue.

After finding out that Canghai Tower had a lecture today, Jia Jia set off for Canghai Tower.

The square in front of the Canghai Tower is mostly Ming Zhaofeng disciples wearing blue clothes who come and go, some of them entered with curiosity and joy, most of these are new disciples, and some of them walked out full of doubts. However, most of them are disciples who have some insights but don't know much about them.

After standing on the square in front of Canghai Tower for a while, Jia Jia raised her legs and walked towards Canghai Tower.

There was a clear cry of a crane, together with all the monks, following the sound of the cry of the crane, they saw a crane flying towards this side from a distance.In fact, strictly speaking, it cannot be called flying. It just flaps its wings and leaves the ground a few inches. When the monks chasing it are far away, it falls to the ground and looks around. When the monk finally caught up with it, he flapped his wings and flew a certain distance, so that the bystanders couldn't help laughing: "This crane is very smart, and it will play around with those monks. "

"Cut, it's just that those people are stupid, they can't even catch a crane." Someone retorted disapprovingly, "If I do it, I will definitely use a few spells, and it will not be easy to catch it."

"Just talk big, maybe this ghost thing is much higher than your cultivation base!" Someone slapped him mercilessly.

As soon as the words were finished, the crane flew straight towards this side, caught off guard, and ruthlessly pecked the monk who had just magnified the words a few times.

Everyone was shocked: "God! It can understand what we say."

As if responding, the crane stood on the head of the monk that had been pecked hard by it just now, regardless of the monk who was pecked badly under its claws, and looked at the monks around him like a human being.

After a long while, he looked up to the sky and let out a long whistle.Is it proud?Suddenly, Jiajia had a feeling of understanding what it was screaming, and she was not the only one who had this feeling.

"Damn, why do I feel like it's laughing at us."

"Don't tell me, I feel the same way."

"This thing is about to become fine. It must be the mount of some real person. It may be higher than us."

... All the monks talked a lot.

"Oh, you've played enough of your petty temper today, hurry back with us!"

"Go back and give you some spiritual fruit. If you don't want the spiritual fruit, I will go down the mountain and buy you some fish."

"Your majesty today, everyone can see it!"

……

The belated monk kept coaxing and applauding the crane. After a long while, the crane seemed to be satisfied, then raised its head and let out another clear cry. It flapped its wings, but stopped suddenly. Now, like a human being, he tilted his head and looked at the monks in the square.

For some reason, Jia Jia had a bad premonition in her heart, but she saw the crane suddenly raised its head to the sky and roared. With the flapping of its wings, the surrounding aura was driven by the violent flapping, forming a vortex of aura, which was only the size of a fist just now. The vortex spread to the entire square in a blink of an eye, and Jiajia felt as if she was hit by a gust of air, she took two steps back and fell to the ground.

Looking around, the monks on the square fell down.As if he was quite satisfied with his masterpiece, he patted the face of the monk who was uttering wild words under his claws. The ugly face that had been pecked at the beginning was even more swollen at this moment. Begging for mercy: "Brother Crane, show mercy under your paws, show mercy under your feathers, this disciple knows he was wrong." Then the crane croaked as if satisfied, flapped its wings and flew eastward.

After getting up and patting the dust off her body, Jiajia strode into the Canghai Tower.

After paying four low-grade spirit stones, you can visit the Canghai Tower at will.According to the inscription on today's jade tablet, there was a real person giving a lecture here today, about alchemy, but looking at the time, it started at Chen's hour, and now it's noon, but I don't know if it's still there or not.

He hurriedly stepped into the third floor, but just happened to hear the real person at the front say: "This is the end of today's story, if you have any doubts, we will discuss it next time."

Since I didn’t hear the lectures, I wrote down the time of the lectures this month and the teaching methods. In line with the purpose of not visiting for nothing, Jia Jia started to walk around. , the situation in the world, strange stories from all over the world.In short, whether it is Kunlun or Shushan, Momen or the Seventeen Islands in the East China Sea, as long as it is a major event that can be called a name, it will be talked about on the first floor. There are notes outside the lecture hall on each floor, and sometimes there are real people. As long as they are Kunlun disciples, everyone can come forward to answer their questions.

The second floor is about cultivation, the third floor is about alchemy, the fourth floor is about refining tools, the fifth floor is about talismans, the sixth floor is about formations, and the seventh floor is about spirit beasts.

Jiajia wandered from floor to floor, walked from the seventh floor to the eighth floor, and wrote a book on the subject, and the notes read: psychics and others.

This path of psychic psychic communication is a way that Jia Jia has never heard of, and the word psychic psychic communication has never been heard of in the most extensive "Detailed Explanations of Various Ways" in the world of cultivating immortals, which only makes people feel very mysterious.

On the eighth floor, it seems that no one has been there for a long time, and there are only a few scattered footprints in front of the explanatory board, presumably they are as curious as she is.

There was a first floor above, and Jiajia climbed up to the top floor out of curiosity.There is not a word written on the plaque on the ninth floor, and there is nothing in front of the explanatory board, only a few lines written on the wall: "Even if you read all the books in the world, there are always things that we monks have never seen. There are many, and the more you don’t know. Even if you are proud of the world’s group of cultivators, you can still rise to a higher level above Tai Ah! We cultivate to the peak of the world, and we are flying up. When we see Confucianism and Buddhism, we can’t escape. The fate of annihilation. This book is in the Canghai Tower, remembering future generations: Daohai will never end! ——Song Yuanshan words”

It turned out that it was left by the patriarch, in order to remember that the journey of future generations to practice the Tao will never end.Jiajia sighed softly, looked at the stone wall, and fell into deep thought...

The footsteps of "Papa Papa" interrupted Jiajia's contemplation, Jiajia turned her head and looked at the person who came: it was a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, just like her, wearing an ordinary blue uniform of outer sect disciples, Like a man, with a bun tied behind her head, her facial features are extremely profound, different from ordinary women, this woman has two sword eyebrows, her heroism is compelling.

The visitor was also observing Jiajia: he looked twelve or thirteen years old, with a good face, rather delicate features, a pair of watery eyes, and when he was thinking, his slender willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, there was always a kind of Weak temperament.

After meeting each other, Jiajia smiled and was about to leave when the woman passed her by and said, "Lin Qingyan!"

Jiajia was slightly taken aback, and then showed her face: "Lian Jiajia!"

The two of them didn't look back, they didn't even pause, and then they walked to their own shore.

(End of this chapter)