The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 725
With a thought, Jiajia entered the chaotic world, without saying much, just handed the shadow tracing stone over.Xuan Ling injected a spiritual force, and the black-clothed swordsman with his eyes closed and dancing his sword appeared in front of the two of them.

After waiting for Xuanling to take a look, he clicked his lips: "Unfortunately, it hasn't formed yet, it looks good at first glance." After a pause, he glanced sideways at Jiajia, "You go and ask, what is he doing? what exactly is it?"

"You've said everything and it's not yet formed, so what should I ask?" Jia Jia glanced at Xuan Ling with a strange expression, "Senior brother will tell me when he wants to tell me."

"You!" Xuanling glared at Jiajia angrily, with a look of resentment, but he just opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything.

Jiajia chuckled a few times, and was about to say something to tease Xuanling, but at this moment her expression froze, but in the blink of an eye, Xuanling saw her disappear in front of her eyes.

"Who is looking for her at this time!" Xuan Ling snorted twice, but lay down on the grass and closed her eyes to rest.

Jia Jia pushed the door and went out, but saw a young monk who looked about 20 years old standing tall and tall in front of the door. Seeing Jia Jia, there was a bit of indescribable embarrassment on his face: "Master Auntie!"

As soon as these two words were said, Jiajia was taken aback for a moment, and then she realized: "Are you Ziqiao?" It's been a long time since I saw her, and she retreated for a hundred years, and then left Kunlun and went to the wilderness , so the first time I saw him, I couldn't recognize him. The handsome and shy young monk in my memory had become a lot more mature and stable after such a time.

Jia Jia also has a good impression of this mature, steady and kind-hearted young man.

"What's the matter?" Jiajia looked at the young man in front of her with some curiosity. He is now at the peak of Yuan Ying's late stage cultivation, and he is also the only monk on Hidden Sword Peak.

"Ziqiao is looking for Master Aunt to talk about Zhuxiantai." Zhuangziqiao said, showing a bit ashamed, "Master Aunt may not be clear about the retreat, the last battle of Zhuxiantai was postponed due to the damage of Zhuxiantai For decades, it has been decided recently that the Battle of Zhuxiantai will start next year. Originally, I was supposed to participate in the Ziqiao last time, but I was trapped in the secret realm at that time, and I had to get out of the secret realm. The battle is over long ago, and the last battle of Zhuxiantai was delayed for decades, so Ziqiao should participate in the battle of Zhuxiantai next year."

"Excellent!" Jiajia couldn't help clapping her hands and smiled when she heard the words, "Zhuxian Terrace is a shortcut for monks to become famous, and it is also the place where famous cultivators were born. It's a coincidence that now, you just happen to be able to participate in the battle of Zhuxian Terrace .”

The deadline for reaching the peak in the late stage of Nascent Soul should be the deadline. If Zhuang Ziqiao enters the advanced stage and leaves his body, then he will forever miss the opportunity to become famous on Zhuxian Terrace.

"I understand, Ziqiao." Jiajia smiled when she heard the words, but she didn't take it seriously, "I will go, and I must see our Ziqiao's prestige on Zhuxiantai!"

"Master's Nine Nether Twelve Swords are also famous on Zhuxiantai!" Zhuang Ziqiao lowered his head and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, "I originally wanted to find Master, but I heard that Master lost his natal flying sword. Ziqiao was worried that Master would feel uncomfortable, so he came to find Master Aunt."

Jiajia looked at this monk who had experienced wind and rain and was still a hundred years old, but still kept a pure heart, and felt a little moved in his heart for a while: "Senior brother, let me see where I am!" Can't Jiajia see it?In fact, Ziqiao still hopes to get Gu Lang's approval in his heart. After thinking for a while, Jiajia said again, "I'll see if it's not a big deal, and see if I can invite Master to go too. It must be an eye-opener for me!"

Ziqiao lowered his head and pursed his lips with a smile, showing a bit of shame on his face: "Originally, I should not have kept it from my aunt, but Ziqiao still has some final considerations, maybe there may be improvements." Zhuangziqiao said hesitantly She glanced at Jiajia, "Ziqiao hopes to show his aunt the efforts he has made over the years on Zhuxian Terrace."

Jiajia smiled, and told Zhuangziqiao a few more words, and Ziqiao took his leave and left.

Looking at the back of Ziqiao leaving, Jiajia was a little dazed for a while. In all fairness, Ziqiao's reaction couldn't have been more normal, but somehow, her thoughts suddenly changed, and she thought about the eve of her participation in the battle of Zhuxian more than 100 years ago. Then, someone unreservedly showed her the stunt that he was going to show on Zhuxian Terrace in the near future.This approach is undoubtedly a bit stupid, and it absolutely should not be done by a monk who has struggled in the realm of cultivation until he reached the Nascent Soul.Retaining strength is actually a rule that needs to be firmly borne in mind in this cultivation world where the weak prey on the strong and the strong are respected, but Gu Lang just did it like this. There was some warmth in his eyes.

Sighing twice, Jiajia turned around and was about to enter the house, but just took two steps, but stopped, looking at the monk who was walking slowly, with two strands of hair hanging down from his temples, and a smile on the corner of his mouth, with a look of amiability His chivalrous appearance deceives the world.

Seeing the monk approaching her and slowing down, Jia Jia blinked and nodded slightly at him: "Reverend Wei."

The person who came was none other than Wei Dong, a monk of the Tibetan God Stage from Kunlun.

"Long time no see." Wei Dong nodded slightly at her, and looked over with a smile.

Jiajia looked at him quietly for a moment, then asked him back, "What's the matter?"

"It seems that you are still doing well now." Wei Dong sneered, but the words that came out of his mouth made Jia Jia's whole body stiff, "The ban has no effect on you?"

"Reverend Wei imposed such a restriction on me that even he couldn't break it, and now he still has the nerve to ask me?" Jia Jia's face darkened.

Wei Dong chuckled twice: "We didn't know each other well at the time! I'm really sorry." Even so, Jia Jia didn't see the slightest bit of sorry expression on his face.

"I didn't expect you to be in a good mood. Now it seems that it doesn't matter if you don't understand it." Wei Dong pursed his lips and smiled, "I was already a Tibetan God when I imposed the ban on you. When you advance to the Tibetan God In the early stage, you can break through the restriction by yourself."

Jia Jia unceremoniously gave him a blank stare, but she didn't reveal that Miao Wuhua taught her the exercises, she just rolled her eyes and looked at Wei Dong with a smile: "For so many years, Master Wei has devoted himself to the sect, How does it feel?"

Wei Dong brought up the past to her again, but she didn't mind mentioning Wei Dong's wish back then.

This time Wei Dong was silent for a rare time, and after a long while, he still nodded his head: "It is very good to get what you have asked for for many years."

The words were not speculative, and Wei Dong had no intention of making fun of Jia Jia, so he turned and left. After walking a few steps, he heard Jia Jia's voice coming from behind him. At first, he couldn't hear what she was saying, so he was very careful. After a while, there are two common ballads: "The long years are long, they are all gone! The romantic years are long, and they will never return!"...

It was the ditty that Wei Dong hummed when he and Jia Jia met for the first time.Wei Dong didn't stop on his feet, but he let out a faint sigh from his throat.

　Thanks to kkecho for the monthly ticket, Ah Liu 1995, Xi Shi Xi Shi, and Wu Xin lost his soul~~Although I contacted the editor and opened the background modification permission, it will not affect the update~
　　
　
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