Master, he is always wrong

Chapter 126

Everything seems to be as long as the days and years, and the sun is accumulating, but when I think about it carefully, I feel that it is fleeting, just a snap of the fingers.

Such pale and overturned emotions are mainly due to her continuous cultivation in the secret realm, overcoming tribulations.

Going round and round, going round and round, exhausted physically and mentally, but being urged tightly, coaxed and lied to, soaring up harshly and severely.

At that time, she didn't know that because of her heaven-defying ability to cross the catastrophe, many monks gathered outside the Valley of Lost Flowers, and some of them were deeply enlightened because of this. She sent an unexpected power of faith.

Throughout the ages, everyone has worshiped the strong, because the strong can protect the weak and arouse the admiration of the upward. Like Chu Xiaotao, he has survived several major catastrophes in just two years, which can be said to be unprecedented. By.

Even if you can't enter the Valley of Lost Flowers, you can just go outside and admire the power of this heresy thunder calamity.

Of course, if the mind is unstable, it will be counterproductive, because the gap is too big, and blows are inevitable.

within reason.

excusable.

But these are all mortal affairs. Chu Xiaotao, who was already standing on the reception platform of the heaven, had a small face in a daze, because a large group of immortals wearing wide-sleeved white clothes and light gauze stood not far in front of her. She and the master who was holding her hand bowed their heads and knelt down to worship and salute.

"Welcome Qingli Xianzun back to heaven."

The uniform voice reached Chu Xiaotao's ears, which made her relax a little.

Oh, so it wasn't because of her, it was the master.

Wait, Master?
Turning her head and raising her eyes to look at the handsome man who was always smiling on her face, she realized that the white clothes in the lower realm had been replaced by a more luxurious and elegant immortal robe, even with a faint silvery glint.

The white headband was also removed from the hair that was always casual, but a jade crown was put on meticulously, and a streamer with silver Sanskrit characters hanging from each end of the next hairpin hung down behind her.

The silver seal between the eyebrows looks majestic and majestic. At this time, he is more like a Qingling deity who occupies a high position and can only look at it from a distance. It seems too much to say that it is Qingling, because he sees In those dark eyes of his own, there is a consistent gentleness.

Let her not be too dazed, and suspect that those fiery and scorching scenes in the lower realm are all fake.

However, when he looked away and landed on the immortals in front of him who hadn't got up, it was light and distant, not too cold, but it also seemed insignificant, not enough to make him pay more attention to which fairy or Who.

"Get up, did the Emperor of Heaven send you here?"

As soon as these words came out, an old man with a white beard who stood in front of the immortal stood up first.

First he bowed his hands and bowed again, and then he said concisely: "Your Majesty asked me to come and wait for the Immortal Venerable. If the Immortal Venerable has no urgent matters, it would be great to go to Taiwei Yuqing Palace first. If there is one , the intention of the Immortal Venerable is still the most important thing, and His Majesty is not in a hurry."

What he said was a bit interesting. He said that it would be great to go there first, but he said later that he was not in a hurry.

"Since you are not in a hurry, let's talk about it later. This is the deity's disciple. I will call her Xiaotao after the deity's surname. In the future, when you see her, you should see her as if you were seeing the deity. Maybe after a while, you should act like you are meeting the deity. Nine kowtows is a great gift."

　It's a little late today, and the main manuscript is gone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)