The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 763
When he arrived at the residence of Daoist Huadao, the nearly [-]-year-old Daoist Huadao pointed to the books on the floor, with a somewhat arrogant look: "Make it up!"

Jia Jia took a look at him, and seeing Daoist Hua Dao coldly snorted, Jia Jia shook her head taking it for granted, but felt a little amused, and lowered her head to look at those books.

She knew that this was probably a new book that the old man found somewhere, but she didn't point him out. Anyway, she really learned something from him repairing books. This old man's collection of books is not bad.

She lowered her head and repaired the books. After half a day of repairing, she also read half of these books, and she couldn't help but have some doubts: "Master Hua Dao, where did you get these thirteen books from?"

"Of course it happened by chance." Master Hua Dao rolled his eyes at her, and said again, "There are so many words, hurry up and make up the book!"

Jiajia couldn't, she couldn't ask any more, so she lowered her head and began to mend the books. She found it strange that these thirteen books seemed to be written by the same Gu Xiu. It's clear, about the fact that the masters of the Six Arts are only in the slightest, although the words are general, they have already expressed this meaning faintly.

Looking down at those books, Jiajia was silent for a long time, and wanted to ask the Daoist Huadao again, but the Daoist Huadao refused to say anything.

After a busy day of tinkering and tinkering, when Jia Jia walked back to her residence with some fatigue, she received a sound transmission talisman from Miao Wuhua: "Tomorrow morning, immediately go down the mountain and rush to Mingding City to welcome guests! A regular guest has returned .”

Jiajia couldn't help being curious, but at the same time she felt a little puzzled: who came back, and even asked her to go out to meet the guests, could it be that the person who returned has something to do with her?

But doubts are doubts, Jiajia packed up early the next morning and went to Mingding City, went straight outside the city and waited.Although Jia Jia did not reveal her identity, the city guard monk who heard that a high-ranking monk had come early in the morning was still a little scared, and looked at her timidly from time to time.

The sun rose, and it was not until noon that two "things" or two towering luggage appeared at the end of the long journey.This kind of attire is really too eye-catching. Cultivators bring their own storage bags and a series of storage functions. It can be said that they put all their belongings in the storage bags and walk gracefully. Have you ever seen such a thing? A kind of dress like a mortal ascetic.

Therefore, as soon as the two bags appeared, many people began to point and point, and even Jiajia's eyes were attracted by the two bags.

As the two bags moved forward at almost a turtle's speed, the two carrying the bags gradually appeared in front of everyone.

They all had faces full of travel and dust, as if they had just run out of a pile of dust. An old-looking monk and a chubby black girl seemed to be talking with their faces sideways. See only two rows of gleaming white teeth.

But even though the two people looked like they came out of the dust pile, when Jia Jia saw the faces of the two people who turned back, she was still shocked and blurted out: "Happy, Mr. Yuan!"

"Hi! Jiajia." The dark and fat girl smiled cheerfully at her. She lost her previous white and fat appearance, but she had a rare refreshingness. For some reason, at this moment, Jiajia just felt The sockets of her eyes were a little hot. When she first came here, the first person she saw when she opened her eyes was Huanxi.

This chubby girl who loves to make buns but has a heart of innocence gave her the first warmth from another world.When she was young at that time, although the experience on Qingxin Peak was only a drop in the ocean compared to the experience of these years, no matter how long the time passed, those experiences were still vivid in her memory, and she had the urge to cry.

She hasn't seen Huanxi for a long time: this cute girl loves to eat steamed stuffed buns, it's been a long time since I saw her last time, and Huanxi was still fat and white at that time, but now she's darkened all over, and she's refreshing Quite a lot.

It's just that Jiajia has always felt that people judge by eyes, and this girl's eyes are still so clear.

For a moment, Jiajia only felt that there were countless words in her heart that she wanted to say to Huanxi, but these words were too many, and suddenly seemed to be held in her heart, unable to vomit, thousands of words merged into one sentence: "Just come back! "

"Hey." Huanxi smiled innocently, and now her cultivation base has reached the middle stage of Jindan, and then she looked at Jiajia with envy, and said sincerely: "Jiajia, congratulations, now your name is second to none among the female cultivators in the world. Deserving of the title, I have heard that there are quite a few female cultivators who use you as a role model!"

Jiajia smiled, stopped at the topic, and asked Huanxi: "You have traveled all over the world for so many years, why did you bring such a big one..." Jiajia said, pointing to the luggage on Huanxi's back, a little puzzled , "Why don't you and Mr. Yuan use a storage bag?"

"Look, once you see this damn girl, you won't talk to me anymore." Yuan Lao said with a smile, "What do you call practice with a storage bag? The two of us call it real practice."

Jia Jia was amused by Yuan Lao's words, looked at the bags on their backs, and asked: "Then how have you two gained these years? Is there anything interesting?"

Smiling happily, she came to Jiajia's side and nodded repeatedly: "There are, there are so many! I can tell you one by one."

Jiajia was amused by Huanxi's expression, and couldn't help reaching out to touch her head, only to feel that after all these years, this innocent girl who was caught by Yuan Lao's eyes is still the same as before.

He entered the city together with Yuan Lao and Huanxi, and he didn't mind the strange eyes of the mortal monks passing by. He probably has been carrying these bags for so many years, and he has long since become numb to the eyes of everyone.

While talking, he mentioned the order Miao Wuhua said, and Yuan Lao didn't take it seriously: "Three months ago, we received a summons from Master Miao. After calculating the journey, it is estimated that we should arrive today. I guess Miao The real person also knows about your past with Huanxi, so he ordered you to pick us up."

Jia Jia blinked and asked Yuan Lao: "Then how much have you two gained in the journey of Tongshen over the years?"

"Well, the way to achieve spiritual power lies in the purity of mind and the word 'enlightenment'." Yuan Lao said, "Sometimes you can advance thousands of miles in a day, and sometimes you can sit for a thousand years without gaining anything. It's hard to say, you have to listen Do you want to continue talking, old man?"

Jia Jia clicked her tongue when she heard the words, but she also knew that this was probably out of her reach, so she pursed her lips and shook her head: "Forget it, ordinary people like me don't want to get in touch with such mysterious and mysterious things. It's enlightened."

The three looked at each other and smiled, Jiajia changed the subject and talked about Shimojian, she still had some concerns and asked Yuan Lao: "Yuanlao, are you sure you can get rid of Shimojian's evil nature?"

(End of this chapter)