The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 499
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The majestic Kunlun is a good place for cultivation, and almost everything needed for cultivation is available on Kunlun.There are monks in the strange way who have practiced to Jindan and have never stepped out of Kunlun. It is really "there is no armor in the mountains, and the sun and the moon are long in the world".

This practice lasted from early summer to late autumn until the end of the new year. The aura in Qin Ya's dantian had reached its peak, and it was really impossible to delay any longer. After hastily arranging the things in the Law Enforcement Hall, Qin Ya began to retreat.

Jiajia's next practice was very smooth, and Ziqiao got the Tianlei Bamboo from her, so he excitedly went to find someone to forge a natal flying sword of his own. Almost everyone said it was a gift from my aunt. Yes, in a short time, most of the people in Zangjian Peak already knew about it, Jiajia shook her head amusedly.

During the period, I met Ye Qingge once, Ye Qingge passed her by with a cold face, but called her again: "What? Seeing me like this, are you happy?"

Jia Jia was stunned for a moment, she was in a good mood during this period of cultivating her heart and mind, she naturally had a smile on her face, but now she was stunned when she heard her sudden voice, as the first disciple of Yifeng, her cultivation was much higher than that of Ye Qingge, Ye Qingge's nonsensical sentence, and her tone was even more indescribably aloof, which made her feel dissatisfied, so she was no longer polite when she spoke: "Ye Qingge, I am now in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Should you call me a real person? I don’t know who you learned from me by calling me a real person?” She rarely used her status to suppress others, but now she is merciless when dealing with Ye Qingge.

Ye Qingge's face froze, and he called out in a flat tone: "Master Lian."

Jia Jia nodded slightly, and didn't make things difficult for her, she just said: "I am in a good mood, can't I? Could it be that you, Ye Qingge, are in a bad mood, and you want others to be as sad as you, who do you think you are? "

"Things in this world are uncertain. Although your cultivation base is higher than mine now, it is only temporary. In the cultivation world, the winner is the one who laughs last. 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, you should be proud first Let's go!" Ye Qingge is not stupid, he knows that there is no possibility of reconciliation between himself and Jiajia, and he doesn't bother to make false feelings, so he opened his mouth directly.

Jiajia smiled, and didn't want to talk to her, so she just nodded: "Okay, I'll wait."

After saying that, she turned around and wanted to leave, but she didn't know what kind of stimulation Ye Qingge had received today, she only heard her muttering a few more words "poor girl" behind her back, Jia Jia stopped in her tracks, turned her head and smiled at her: "Yes, my Majesty She's a daughter from a poor family, so naturally she's no better than you, Ye Qingge or Ruan Qingge? She's an authentic daughter of a wealthy clan."

Seeing Ye Qingge's ugly face, Jiajia turned around and left.

Ye Qingge looked at Jiajia's retreating back and turned his head away, but there was nothing he could do.There is no way, since my father died, my life experience has been exposed. The Ruan family has a great career, but there are countless dirty things in it. If there is an extra ration, the resistance of the Ruan family to her can be imagined As you know, the Uncle Gong also gave her soft nails everywhere, if it wasn't for the protection of the sect leader, she might have "died suddenly and suddenly".Restricted everywhere, it is really not as free as the "orphan" who was put in front of others.Now that Jiajia is unceremoniously gouging out the weakness in her heart, Ye Qingge will naturally not feel good about it. The soft nails she encountered in the Ruan family just now, combined with Jiajia's words, made her feel extremely unhappy, and she felt extremely unhappy for a while. Some said indiscriminately: "It's just good luck, I, Ye Qingge, will see how long you can be proud?"

Jiajia paused, turned her head, her face turned cold: "I have a good memory, so you don't need to remind me again and again that you put me in danger and ran for my life alone. In the end, it was only me and Wei in Kunlun who were so tired. The escape of two real people."

Ye Qingge's face froze, he watched Jia Jia go away in a daze, and couldn't speak anymore.

After the New Year’s Eve, it’s March of Peach Blossoms again, Zhu Xingyuan finally nodded: “We can leave Kunlun, but you need to be careful on the way.”

Jia Jia nodded in response, and started tidying up the yard, cleaned the yard, and tidied up the house, then walked out of the yard, opened the protective magic circle, and watched the light from the rising protective magic circle , Jiajia turned around, and was about to talk to Gu Lang, and when she turned around, she saw Gu Lang standing not far behind her, quietly watching her.

"Senior brother." Jiajia smiled and walked forward quickly.

Gu Lang nodded slightly, looked at her and said slowly: "Zhu Xingyuan told me, and I won't say much about the rest, just be careful along the way. Also, bring this thing with you, just in case."

Jia Jia looked at the talisman he took out, her eyes widened, and she looked at it in disbelief: "Nine-grade thousand-mile escape talisman?" It was the life-saving talisman that Chen Qi had used several times in front of her. It was something that made her teeth itch but was helpless.

Gu Lang and her Thousand Miles Escape Talisman are not bad, but too good, too precious, if they don't meet someone with such a high level of cultivation, they are simply life-saving weapons.

It is precisely because of this that it is too expensive, Jiajia shook her head and refused to accept it.

"Take it, I don't need it in Kunlun." Although Gu Lang has no superfluous expression on his face, his persistence is clear to everyone. There is no room for redress for this matter, and Gu Lang's temper is really annoying. Headache.

Jia Jia sighed, but still took it, but said: "Then Jia Jia, take it first, if you don't need it for later things, return it to senior brother when you come back."

Gu Lang saw that she didn't speak, and Jia Jia just regarded him as acquiescing.

"Safe travels."

Jia Jia nodded and smiled at him, waved her hands, stepped on the flying sword, her clothes fluttered, and her blue hair flashed, but within a moment, she disappeared like a cloud of smoke before her eyes.

Gu Lang stood silently facing the direction of Jiajia's departure for a moment, then turned and left.

Gu Lang can't remember how many times he has set foot on the road of cultivation. Since he can remember, he has watched others go away. There are deceased parents, colleagues in the Law Enforcement Hall, masters, seniors and juniors.The identity of a monk is doomed to parting from time to time. It is unrealistic for a monk to rely on each other like ordinary people. A monk needs to experience and retreat. Parting is a common thing. ?It is inevitable to walk alone on this road, so what if he is reluctant, the only thing he can do is to say "be careful all the way".

Peach blossoms bloom in March, and you can walk along the coast.Jia Jia put on a heavy black bamboo hat, and walked along the flowing water, leisurely and uneasy.Kunlun is as insignificant as that fairy family, but the mortal world has its own scene of fireworks in the world, and it has a special charm when walking and swimming.

On this day, when she arrived at Yongxiang City, seeing the setting sun was approaching, she lost interest in walking at night, so she pressed down the flying sword and entered it.

Yongxiang City is not big, but because it is located in a circulation fortress, it is quite prosperous, but seeing the sunset is approaching, the small shops facing the street are all lit up with big red lanterns outside, looking from a distance, it looks like a cluster of stars illuminating On the road along the road, there are people coming and going on the street, and there are not fewer people going because the sunset is approaching, and the bustling remains the same.

Jiajia visited one after another of the stalls, but she saw a lot of small items scattered on the small linen cloth.

Among them, there was a stall not far from the front with the largest population, and it was crowded into a group, almost blocking most of the street.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze, oops, don't hit my booth." I only heard the voice of the stall owner coming from inside, and there were loud noises one after another.

Jiajia smiled, and was about to leave, when a fight happened deep in the crowd. One thing was not caught during the fight, and it just flew straight out and fell not far away. It was on the body of a female cultivator wearing a black hat.

The cultivator who was about to rush out saw a lot of signs hanging on the female nun's waist layer by layer, and they jingled like the wind blowing through a bell. Although the sound was pleasant, none of the monks who were crowded together dared step forward.

The waist badges of Kunlun's inner disciples, the totems on the belts belonging to the dark part of the Kunlun Law Enforcement Hall, the waist badges obtained from fighting in Zhuxiantai, and the cultivation base of female cultivators that most people here can't see through, and no one dares to approach them for a while.

"Why did you meet Kunlun's Lianjiazi in this small place?" Some people were a little concerned, anxious in their hearts.

The badge on this female cultivator has already revealed her identity invisibly: Kunlun inner sect disciple, monk from the Anbu of the Law Enforcing Hall, Nascent Soul Daoist who has entered the Zhuxiantai fighting method, who dares to offend?Who dares to step forward?

Silent for a while.

Jia Jia picked up the thing that made her get smashed, but found that it was a piece of ancient jade the size of a square inch, with dark yellow in the white, cracks, and dirty black mud.

Jia Jia glanced at it with her spiritual sense, then looked away calmly, held up the ancient jade and asked, "Who does this belong to?"

The stall owner was taken aback for a moment, and quickly raised his hand and shouted: "This real person is mine, mine."

Jiajia stepped forward, moving her lips slightly as she walked, but saw that the stall owner had a strange expression on his face, when she got closer, she still nodded slightly, and returned the ancient jade to the stall owner, Jiajia turned and left.

Entered the largest restaurant here, Deyuelou.

I found a seat by the window and sat down, poured a cup of tea, squeezed two small square cakes into my stomach and didn't move much, just drank the tea and looked outside in a daze.

"Boss, have you ever seen a righteous female cultivator in Tsing Yi?" A carefree voice sounded, and the two men with big arms and round waists and strong builds, who could be seen as physical cultivators entered Deyue Tower, opened their mouths without fear He raised his voice and asked.

The little one who was held by the two of them trembled: "Young one, I don't know!"

"Then hit until you know!" The cultivator who spoke didn't care, and hit him with a punch.

"Wait a minute, the two real people have something to say." The little girl had already passed out after being punched a few times, and the shopkeeper of Deyue Tower got the letter and walked out. Xiangcheng can be regarded as a person, and usually there is no one who can't wait to come forward, but these two are physical cultivators with real Nascent Soul cultivation, even the shopkeeper is helpless, he can only say with a smile: " Two, our Deyuelou is open for business, not looking for people, this... you two are asking us for nothing?"

"Businessman is cunning, sophistry!" One of the two monks said angrily with a domineering face, turned his head to look around, was stunned when he saw Jiajia, and slapped the The shopkeeper, "You still say no? Isn't that what it is?"

(End of this chapter)