The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 355 The Return
Thanks to Yaya who loves to sleep and Lockray for the fan ticket ^-^ Speaking of which, I forgot to name it in the last chapter, and it seems that I can’t change it~~~
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The vast East China Sea is a piece of blue, with no end in sight. The Buddha sails through thousands of sails, and the scenery remains unchanged.

Breathing the fresh sea breeze, Jiajia couldn't help but sigh with emotion: It feels a bit like going back from the waves!The East China Sea has its own different scenery in China, and the world is so wonderful!

Among the four, Jiajia, who has the lowest cultivation level, is good at speed, while among the other three, even Daoist Mingyu has the cultivation level of Yuanying Dzogchen, so the speed is naturally dissatisfied.Therefore, the silhouettes of these four people, occasionally seen by monks passing by, are nothing more than a shooting star, flashing across the sky.

In less than the time for a cup of tea, several people were already standing outside the largest legal tent on the unnamed island.

Although it was only a day and a night, but in this short day and night, earth-shaking changes have taken place on the island.The rest of the Kunlun Anbu monks, except for a few who stayed in Penglai, have almost all flocked here, while at Shushan, a group of monks led by Lu Ze are standing aside with smiles on their faces. This team of monks is neatly dressed, White clothes, blue belts, and jade-faced silver crowns all look quite conspicuous.

The tips of her ears moved, and a slight "puchi" sound came into her ears. Jiajia looked around, and when her eyes touched the slightly twitching corner of Weidong's mouth, she felt a little clear in her heart.

In comparison, the people in the three islands of the East China Sea are obviously not as large as those in Kunlun and Shushan.

Penglai is led by Mo Wuji. In fact, the number of people is quite large, but compared to the "huge" Kunlun and Shushan, it is obviously not enough.

Yingzhou Island is led by Liang Xiaozhen, and the number of people is almost the same as that of Penglai. As for the people from Fangzhang Island, who has not shown up for a long time, it is one-third of Penglai and Yingzhou.Those sparse people, and the appearance of the lead Nascent Soul cultivator with his eyes closed and his ears closed, Jia Jia couldn't bear to look directly at them just by looking at them.

In this way, among the flocks of monks on the island, the group here is naturally the largest.

Jia Jia glanced out of the corner of her eyes, and saw that the nearby monks were dismantling the dharma tents. After all, she was still a newcomer, and she hadn't really developed her face. At that time, he turned his head unnaturally.

It's not that she thinks too much, it's that the comparison of numbers is really surprising.A group of them parachuted here, with the intention of leveling the place.

At this moment, "Ge Laozi, these bastards, how about practice? Many people bully few people?" quickly floated into everyone's ears.

Compared with the old monks, the superficial skills of young monks are always inferior to themselves. Jia Jia clearly saw that many young monks lowered their heads with red ears, while Master and others were as expressionless as ever. As if unheard of.

After all the casual cultivators and demon cultivators around were gone, Jiajia saw the master raised his head and confessed to everyone: "I Kunlun Qiu Zhenren and Shushan Zhu Zhenren are chasing Lord Acacia Zonglan. The death is really a rare loss for our two factions, and we deeply regret it."

Jiajia's gaze carefully sized Weidong, Shizun, and Master Mingyu who were standing there. Forgive her for her poor eyesight, but she couldn't find any expression of regret.

The demise of Qiu Zhenren and Zhu Zhenren was revealed in such a light way, regardless of whether you are a Tibetan God cultivator or a Qi training cultivator, the treatment after the fall will not make much difference.Jia Jia once again understood the truth: in the cultivation world, the winner is the one who survives.

He said a few more words of official language, and the elders who were talking about you, asked the new monks to set up a tent and find a place to stay. The first batch of people like Jia Jia who came to the island were very honored to be accepted. Arranged in the legal account that the original person was crowded with.

Jiajia had nothing to do for a while, so she simply crossed her arms and looked at the group of cultivators. Among the group of monks who were at least above Gold Core, Jiang Weiyu was a special case, and had not yet formed a core.Now?But there was another nun.

With the short skirt of blue floral pattern and the hairstyle wrapped in a turban, Jia Jia recognized the person at a glance. It was the cook from the late foundation establishment period on Penglai Island.

Seeing her, Jiajia couldn't help looking at the cook twice because the mysterious spirit in her dantian reminded her again.

Perhaps it was these two eyes that the cook noticed, and she immediately smiled at Jiajia, her ordinary appearance immediately became more attractive because of those beautiful eyes.

Jia Jia smiled back as a gift, but when she was about to turn around, she saw a handsome young man suddenly appearing from the slanted spine.This man, Jia Jia frowned slightly, it seemed that he met this man and Mrs. Li on the first day when he went to Shenhe Village.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly?" The man hurried up and grabbed Mrs. Li's sleeve, speaking in a loud voice, but he didn't shy away from it at all, "The island owner is already dissatisfied with me for bringing you here privately, why not?" Hurry up and stand on the side, don't dawdle in front of his eyes."

However, she saw that Mrs. Li pursed her lips slightly, and looked at the man with a pair of seductive eyes. The man who was furiously scolding her was slightly taken aback, and then the tips of his ears quickly became a little pink.

But Mrs. Li didn't seem to notice, she opened her lips, and was about to speak, but when her eyes saw a monk with a serious face, she suddenly fell silent, and then trembled.

Jiajia was going to turn around early in the morning, but she thought that Mrs. Li's reaction was interesting, so she couldn't help but take a second look, seeing that she was suddenly so scared.He couldn't help but turned to the serious-faced monk in wonder, and saw that although his appearance was serious, he could be considered to be of the highest order. Taken together, this monk was not ugly, he was Li Zigui from Mount Shu.

What's so scary about this plum plum?Jiajia shook her head, and quickly looked away.

While she was bored, someone patted her shoulder suddenly, and Jiajia woke up suddenly.Turning around in surprise, she saw Zhuang Zizhan smiling at her and pointing to the side. Jia Jia suddenly looked around, but saw Wei Tan just stepping into their crowded tent, followed by a solemn man holding a sword. Don't ask, behind him is Lin Peiyuan who is blinking at the two of them.

Although the two of them couldn't figure out what happened, they decided to join the legal account immediately.

There were a few more papers in the law tent at some point, Wei Tan searched for a few papers and sat down, leisurely took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the storage bag.

After laying out the paper in an orderly manner, Wei Tan began to grind the ink leisurely.

After grinding for a while, he finally started to write. The people around him were silent, watching him move a few strokes, they closed their eyes and thought for a while, moved a few strokes, closed their eyes and thought for a while, and so on.

When the whole picture scroll was half drawn, Jiajia only felt that it seemed familiar, but she also saw that this "living scroll" seemed to be recalling something, and I was afraid it would be inconvenient to disturb now, so she seriously wrote it down.

This note went to the end of the whole picture scroll, Wei Tan blew it, rolled it up after it was dry, and handed it to Qin Ya who had been waiting there early in the morning.

Turning around, seeing a few curious and astonished faces, Wei Tan covered his lips with a chuckle, shook his head and walked away.

Several people looked at each other, and immediately lost interest. Some left the law tent like Wei Tan, and some like Jia Jia, simply found a place to sit down, took out the Futu Lingshan from the storage bag, and silently grinded it. up.

"Nine rounds of the formation is not a one-day achievement..." Jia Jia silently picked up the words in the "General Outline of the Formation".

After grinding for a while, realizing that someone had been staring at her for half a cup of tea, Jia Jia finally sighed and asked, "Jiang Daoyou, what's the matter?"

Called by Jiajia unexpectedly, Jiang Weiyu, who was staring at her, froze and shook her head again and again: "No, it's okay." After saying that, she hurriedly opened the tent door and walked out, probably too much to walk. In a hurry, she accidentally stepped on her right foot with her left foot, staggered, and almost fell down.

Except for what she didn't say, the word "panic" was almost clearly written on her entire face.

Jia Jia glanced suspiciously, then looked away, and stopped looking at her.

However, Jiang Weiyu hurriedly left the tent, did not travel far, happened to run into Zhong Bugui who was talking to Master Mingyu, did not call "Brother Bugui" sweetly as usual, and rushed Come up and hold his arm.

Jiang Weiyu just yelled: "Father, step back to brother." She nodded and walked to the side.

When they walked, they looked flustered, causing the two of them to frown together: "What's wrong with Wei Yu?"

It was naturally impossible for Jiang Weiyu to answer the two of them at this time, so she hurriedly walked for a while, and stopped not far from the crowd.

Jiang Weiyu pressed her chest. After a long time, she finally calmed down and put on the orchid bracelet with one hand: "Wuying, come out!"

There was an unspeakable annoyance in her voice.

"What's wrong?" The handsome boy looked at Jiang Weiyu dissatisfied after he came out.

Jiang Weiyu looked at his dissatisfied expression in disbelief, and her outstretched fingers trembled slightly: "You, you actually called me..."

"So what?" Wu Ying immediately interrupted her, looking at Jiang Weiyu with a look of hatred for iron but not steel, "Her flying sword is an unworldly magic weapon, now that flying sword is marked with I have her mark. I am sure, if you can get rid of this mark, I will be able to make that flying sword recognize you as master."

"If you want to get rid of the mark on the flying sword that recognizes the master, there are only two ways," Jiang Weiyu frowned, looking at Wu Ying, "or, she doesn't want it herself, but this is her natal flying sword. Removing the mark by herself will definitely damage her cultivation, she will never do this; or if she falls, this flying sword will naturally have no owner. But..."

"What's the matter?" Wu Ying bit her lower lip tightly, a trace of entanglement and unwillingness flashed in her eyes, hidden in her clenched fists in her sleeves, her nails were already deeply embedded in her flesh, "I have already taken shelter On this orchid bracelet, you are my master, think about it, how could I harm you?"

(End of this chapter)