I just want to be a quiet man

Pei Ling couldn't help shaking her head and sighing, and said, "You... being a teacher really spoils you!"

Immediately, he looked at Princess Zhuang Shu with a troubled expression, hesitating to speak.

Princess Zhuang Shu stood with her sleeves folded, her face calm. She really didn't expect that Xianyou Pei couldn't even teach his apprentices.

In the past, she was too lazy to take care of such nosy matters, but now...

Thinking that Xianyou Pei's strength has not recovered and her help is limited, the princess immediately said: "This is simple, I have a technique that can turn the ordinary 'method' you have mastered into an equivalent law!"

Transform the ordinary "law" into the law of equivalence?

Pei Ling suddenly felt certain. In fact, his original plan was to go to Xiwu School to find an equivalent "method", and refine it into an equivalent law when he broke through to the later stage of the Dao.

But after learning that the Patriarch of Jiuyi Mountain had left the customs and had already locked the Xiwu School, he canceled his plan to go to the school again to take risks...

But now, the will of the true immortal can help him transform the ordinary "law" into the law of equivalents, which is great!

As soon as Princess Zhuang Shu finished speaking, she raised her hand and pointed, and a thick darkness instantly entered Si Hongmiaoli's brow.

Si Hongmiaoli only felt an icy cold sweep over her whole body in an instant, she was slightly dazed, and a profound and obscure technique immediately appeared in her mind.

Before she came back to her senses, Pei Ling quickly scolded: "Hurry up and thank Mo Xianyou!"

Si Hongmiaoli immediately saluted and said, "Thank you Immortal Mo!"

Princess Zhuang Shu nodded casually, and then said: "There is no need to worry about such trivial matters."

Immediately looking at Pei Ling, he said, "When does Xianyou plan to start?"

Pei Ling coughed dryly and pretended to agree. At this moment, Si Hongmiaoli quickly said, "Mo Immortal, this junior has one more thing to ask..."

Before Princess Zhuang Shu could react, Pei Ling immediately became angry like before, "What's the matter?! I usually don't listen to you when I teach you, but now when I see Mo Xianren, I ask a question to the left and a question to the right. Are there any rules!"

Si Hongmiaoli said aggrievedly: "However, Professor Master is extremely obscure, and my disciples have exhausted their efforts, but they can't understand it. What Immortal Mo taught is clear and clear, which makes disciples feel like they have been enlightened..."

"Moreover, what is the status of the master, what is the level of cultivation, the disciple has been taught by the master, so far, the strength is nothing, if you don't improve as soon as possible, how can you claim to be your successor in the future..."

"The disciple is also thinking about the master..."

"Seeking enlightenment from Master!"

Pei Ling said angrily: "Nonsense! As a teacher, you are an immortal. Teaching such trivial things to your disciples is not easy. Which one of your various exercises is not explained clearly and clearly. It must be You are lazy in private and still find this excuse, it is simply disobedience!"

"I taught you those mysterious methods that many ordinary people dream of, but they have no hope of seeing them in their lifetime, but you are so nonsense, you really deserve to fight!"

"You rebel who doesn't know what is good or bad, as a teacher, I will teach you a lesson now!"

As he said that, Pei Ling thought, and a wide and flat stone table appeared in the void. One of them pressed Si Hongmiaoli on the stone table, and raised his other hand high, and began to beat him fiercely.

clap clap clap...

Amid the crisp and loud applause, Si Hongmiaoli immediately began to scream: "Ah... ah... ah... um... ah..."

Looking at this scene, Princess Zhuang Shu frowned.

Seeing that Pei Ling seemed to keep fighting, and had no intention of stopping, the princess hesitated for a moment, and immediately persuaded: "Pei Xianyou, I just ask for advice on one thing."

After speaking, without waiting for Pei Ling to agree, Princess Zhuang Shu looked at Si Hongmiaoli and said, "What's the matter, tell me."

Chapter 1 Sixty: Prepare to lead robbery.

Hearing this, Si Hongmiaoli immediately stopped shouting, and quickly said: "Mystery, this disciple is studying forging tools, and wants to refine an object that can hold the law. It is best that the disciple's current cultivation level can be used."

"Therefore, I want to ask for a hundred drawings of such castings."

Princess Zhuang Shu didn't reply immediately, but closed her eyes, thought for a while, and then opened her eyes, flicked her fingers, and there was another extremely thick darkness, which entered Si Hongmiaoli's eyebrows.

Just like before, the cold was like a surging tide, engulfing the entire body in an instant.

After a while, after the coldness receded, a large number of casting drawings had already appeared in Si Hongmiaoli's mind, all of which were extremely mysterious and exquisite.

After a brief absence, Si Hongmiaoli quickly came back to his senses, and immediately saluted: "Thank you, Immortal!"

The problem of the law of equivalence and the caster has been solved, Pei Ling was very satisfied immediately, and immediately stopped to punish Si Hongmiaoli, looked at the other party and reprimanded: "Don't be so rude next time!"

"If Xianyou Mo hadn't been gentle and honest, and didn't care about you, a junior, I would have severely punished you as a teacher!"

Si Hongmiaoli responded obediently: "Yes! This disciple knows his mistake."

Princess Zhuang Shu remained calm, and said in a pleasant voice, "It's okay, this is a trivial matter."

"If there are no other questions, Xianyou can start."

Pei Ling nodded, his goal was achieved, he was not going to waste any more time, and immediately said: "My disciple, my current cultivation level is Nascent Soul. , just cast [Red World, Fear Me Like the Sky]?"

Princess Zhuang Shu nodded gracefully: "Not bad."

"But it needs a different location."

Pei Ling immediately said, "No problem."

Princess Zhuang Shu's pink sleeves were brushed out immediately, and the wide sleeves fluttered, and the entire starry sky slowly floated like the surface of water passing by the wind.

The surrounding space is rippling and distorted, changing like grotesque.

After a while, the three of them appeared in a vast wilderness.

This wilderness is now covered with withered grass, hares and muntjacs are running through the sparse forests, the surrounding fields are silent and desolate.

But it has entered the human world.

Princess Zhuang Shu turned her head and said with a smile like a flower, "It's all right, it's here."

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at the same time.

The center of the Evernight Desert.

The nine pillars towered into the sky, and the cataclysmic chains were like giant pythons, wrapping around the pillars, transmitting thunder, and wrapping the blood-colored coffin like rice dumplings, rattling from time to time.

When the thunder rolled, the purple lightning split the sky, shining through the thick darkness.

Step, step, step...

Pei Ling and Si Hongmiaoli stepped out of the darkness, crossed the nine pillars, and slowly came to the side of the coffin.

At this moment, both eyes were closed tightly, and they were deeply in a dream.

rumbling...

The tribulation thunder roared, vibrating the chains, and the sound of clattering was like a continuous tide, descending from the sky above.

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Jiuyi Mountain.

The solitary peak is tall and straight, and the pavilions and pavilions are covered by Yaohua Qicao.

Xiangge Bieyuan stands quietly on the top of the peak.

In the sky, a beam of light from the sword shot out, and crashed down in the open space in front of the Bieyuan. After the brilliance dissipated, a figure in a green jacket and white dress appeared.

His black hair is tall and the wooden hairpin is plain. It is Yan Sichun, the Supreme Elder of the Han'an Sword Sect!

After Yan Sichun stood still, he looked up at the flamboyant "Xiangge Bieyuan" plaque, and his spiritual thoughts quickly swept across the entire garden.

Soon, she noticed that there lived two female cultivators from Wushi Villa, two female cultivators from the Reincarnation Pagoda, and nine female cultivators born to teach... Besides, in the main hall in the middle, there were many The formation and law are shrouded, and it is impossible to spy on the slightest.

Pei Ling, the holy son of Chongming Sect, must be here!

With a flash of thought in his mind, Yan Sichun immediately said in a cold voice: "Yan Sichun of the Hanyan Sword Sect, I have something important to ask Pei Ling, the Holy Son of the Chongming Sect, please meet me!"

The voice was like a soft wind blowing into Xiangge Bieyuan, and spread to all corners in an instant.

The next moment, Shi Nanzi's voice rang in his ears: "The Immortal Emperor is practicing in seclusion, and he doesn't see anyone!"

Yan Sichun frowned slightly, and immediately asked: "I wonder when Pei Shengzi will leave the customs?"

Shi Nanzi said: "The Immortal Emperor said, at least three days."

Three days...

Yan Sichun frowned even tighter, with an anxious expression on his face. If it was before, let alone three days, it would be three years. For a monk like her, it was like the blink of an eye.

But right now, she is extremely eager to know the situation of Senior Brother Wei.

The three-day wait was longer than 300 years!

It's just that Zhengdao's cultivation of the disciple's xinxing and the patience accumulated over the years made her barely suppress the anxiety in her heart.

After gathering his composure, Yan Sichun immediately said, "Please let me know. I will visit you again in three days."

As she said that, she turned around and was about to leave when she heard a clear and hearty voice in her ears: "Fellow Daoist Yan? What a coincidence, you are here too. Fellow Daoist Wenren from Yanxi City is visiting in my cave. Fellow Daoist, would you like to have a talk too?"

Is it Zhen Jianghui, the Supreme Elder of Jiuyi Mountain?

Yan Sichun was slightly taken aback, she is also the Supreme Elder of the Nine Great Sects, she is naturally no stranger to Zhen Jianghui, and the well-known people in Yanxi City.

It's just that Yan Sichun has a calm temperament, stayed in Jianzong for many years, rarely went out, and didn't have much contact with these two.

Now that she wants to meet Pei Ling, she will not leave the boundary of Jiuyi Mountain for the time being, but she might as well go to have a small gathering... After thinking for a while, she nodded quickly, and said via voice transmission: "Okay!"

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Eternal Night Desert.

dreamland.

The human world, the wilderness.

Looking at Princess Zhuangshu in front of her and Si Hongmiaoli next to her, Pei Ling looked puzzled. Although they have come to the mortal world in the dream, Si Hongmiaoli still maintains the fairy position in the dream... ... Can he really help Si Hongmiaoli improve his foundation and background if he directly induces robbery like this?

No, not right!

Si Hongmiaoli did have a fairy position in the dream, but in the real world, her cultivation level has not changed in any way.

When he used [Red World, Fear Me Like the Sky], he was attracting calamity clouds and thunder calamities in this world.

Under such circumstances, Si Hongmiaoli is equivalent to going through a catastrophe in his sleep, no matter how strong he is in his dream, it is useless!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling suddenly said: "This disciple of mine is too weak, and I don't know if he can survive the Nascent Soul Tribulation of a high-grade fairy baby."

Princess Zhuang Shu immediately said: "Pei Xianyou, don't worry! The catastrophe comes in this world, but in the desert of eternal night, the catastrophe will be reflected in my dream."

"As for disciple Xianyou, the shots made in the dream of my deity will also be reflected in the present world in turn."

"With me here, if the disciples of the immortal friends are borrowing the power of my deity to overcome the calamity."

"It's impossible to fail unless it's a really good-for-nothing piece of shit."

Hearing this, Pei Ling immediately felt relieved. After all, he didn't know much about the fairy art, so he needed to bring Si Hongmiaoli to test it... Now that the will of the real fairy says it's okay, then follow the will of the real fairy That's right.

Chapter 161: The seal is weakened.

Therefore, Pei Ling looked at Si Hong Miaoli, and immediately asked, "Miaoli, are you ready?"

Si Hongmiaoli looked solemn, nodded and said: "It's ready!"

Pei Ling nodded slightly, and then without wasting time, he directly typed out a simple formula, with a grand and powerful voice: "The world of mortals fears me like the sky!"

The voice is grand, like Huang Zhong Dalu, thunder on the flat ground, and like the heaven descending from the dark, standing high in the sky, overlooking everything like a dog, cold, fair, magnificent...

In an instant, Pei Ling's aura was high and misty, like the intangible, inconceivable, and incomprehensible way of heaven. Above the sky, ink clouds gathered between his fingers, covering the sky. Tao endless.

The Ziqing Electric Snake was churning among the clouds, and the sound of thunder was endless, and the dull roar was like the tide of the ocean, rolling away in all directions.

The brilliant heavenly power enveloped the entire world, and all living beings were terrified, like dust and ants!

Pei Ling stared at Jieyun, and the moment its size reached the level of a high-grade fairy baby, he had a thought, and Jieyun stopped gathering immediately.

The fine electric snakes began to gather towards the center, brewing a real tribulation thunder.

Pei Ling turned her head, and her gaze immediately locked on Si Hongmiaoli.

Si Hongmiaoli felt the solid heavenly power above her head, and a great fear from the bottom of her heart suddenly rose in her heart. It seemed that a catastrophe was imminent, and the majestic threat was overwhelmed, which made her even the courage to take action disappear instantly.

His mind was shaken, and he tried his best to overcome the almost instinctive fear in his heart.

At the same time, her aura of cultivation quickly retreated from the immortal state to the Nascent Soul stage in the present world!

At this time, Princess Zhuang Shu who was not far away immediately reminded: "Mentally read your own title."

Si Hongmiaoli quickly came back to her senses, and immediately said silently in her heart: "Wonderful!"