Rescue Little White Flower

"What happened back then, how did I come to you, and who told you what, you'd better come as it is and tell the truth, otherwise you will be careful with swords and no eyes."

The proprietress has a fierce temper, but not courageous, especially when Shen Qingwei can stab her to death with a sword at any time.

The realm of cultivation doesn’t pay attention to any legal ethics. If you die, you can get revenge. If you don’t have a backstage, it’s like a roadside ant. Does anyone still remember to apologize if they trample on the ant?

As soon as Shen Qingwei threatened, she tremblingly explained what she knew.

"It's Yongan, who carried you over. At that time, you were only a few months old. He said that he would give me two low-grade spirit stones every year and let me raise you up..."

For mortals, a spirit stone is no more precious. Two low-grade spirit stones are enough to exchange for a hundred taels of gold.

After explaining the history, she told her how to keep secrets from Yong'an, how to □ Shen Qingwei, one by one.

While talking, the lady boss cried bitterly.

"I'm not without conscience. If it weren't for a real person, how could I dare to treat you like this? When you were taken over, the little one cried so much that the voice was gone. It was very pitiful. I would go to the next house to borrow. Milk..."

"Stop talking nonsense," Shen Qingwei chin lightly raised, "Are my things still in the past?"

This sentence was reminded by Zhao Xingyue that in the realm of cultivation where materials are not in circulation, the fabrics and many things in each city are unique to the local area. If you can find the baby from that year, you may be able to use the information left on the baby. Found Shen Qingwei's home.

"I am here." The lady boss has never been thankful for her hamster-like accumulation behavior. After getting permission, she quickly got into the room behind the tavern and searched for it.

Shen Qingwei didn't follow in. A mortal, she boasted that she could still be seen.

She lowered her eyes and noticed that her mood was a little depressed, Green Snake raised her head, rubbed her chin, and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"Senior, you said... My parents, are they still there? Do they remember me? They..."

Shen Qingwei's parents had long been buried under the sword of Mozun.

Zhao Xingyue knew it well, but she just said coldly: "I'll find out after checking it."

It was obviously a simple sentence, but Shen Qingwei's heart was filled with warmth for no reason.

The realm of comprehension pays attention to love, and the disciples who worship the immortal gate are often asked to cut off the contact with their loved ones.

Zhao Xingyue promised her to find her relatives, which in her view was a great compromise.

She understood very well that, rather than wasting time doing these useless things, the other party might be more willing to practice day and night to improve her strength.

Zhao Xingyue did not know her misunderstanding. She was willing to accompany Shen Qingwei out, but it was because, in her opinion, Shen Qingwei was really a bit unmotivated. I am afraid that nothing can arouse one more than the vengeance of killing her father and mother. The motivation of people is gone.

"Still still, fairy, the villain has kept it for you, you see, it's the same as the new one."

At this point, the boss did not lie.

After decades of swaddling, the fabric is still brand new, as if it was only taken from the baby yesterday.

Zhao Xingyue recognized the material of the cloth at a glance.

"Sky silk that is warm in winter and cool in summer? This material is more precious. It seems that your family's conditions should be good. But... this kind of fabric is generally used for making clothes, and is generally used by cultivating families."

The clue is broken.

The cultivation family is using it, which means that this thing may come from any place in the huge Nine Heavens Continent, any city.

After all, there are flying swords, cranes, and special flying boats in the cultivation world, so it is very convenient to turn around goods.

Shen Qingwei couldn't hide her loss in her heart.

Even if it is a family of cultivation, the cultivation world is so big, the family surnamed Shen is big or small, there is no eighty but one hundred.

When Shen Qingwei was checking the baby, the lady boss gave her a secret look, her expression flickering.

The concentrated Shen Qingwei didn't notice, but the keen Zhao Xingyue noticed this gaze at once, she slowly said: "The deity thinks this woman is probably more greedy than you think."

Shen Qingwei reacted immediately, and put a long sword on the boss's neck, and said coldly: "You'd better be honest, what else hasn't been handed over?"

What the lady boss didn't hand over was a piece of jade pendant.

The finest white jade is full of aura, and you can know it at a glance and it is extraordinary.

No wonder the lady boss is unwilling to hand it over.

The name of Shen Qingwei is written on one side of the jade, and the other side is engraved with patterns. The pattern is very familiar. Shen Qingwei rubbed it for a while before suddenly realizing where she had seen this pattern.

After knocking out the boss directly, she put the jade pendant on her forehead, and her sense of consciousness came out——

Between the clouds and mist, the tall city is looming, restaurants, restaurants, and small courtyards, one by one constructing the delicate and magnificent city.

It is not so much a piece of jade pendant as it is a piece of jade charm.

It's just that the jade pendant of the inner Tibetan Scripture pavilion of the Zhengqi Sect records the exercises. After the divine consciousness casts in, what you see is either the words or the exercises. This jade talisman records the scene of a city.

Shen Qingwei has heard that this kind of jade charm is mostly worn by the children of the lord of a city.

And the city recorded in the jade talisman, she happened to have been there too.

"Qingyu City, Qingyu City," Shen Qingwei couldn't help herself with excitement, "Senior, senior, my father and mother are the lord of Qingyu City, they must be alive, they must be alive!"

The lord of a city is at least a monk in the foundation period, with a lifespan of up to two hundred years. It is not surprising that Shen Qingwei made this conjecture.

Zhao Xingyue did not agree with her happiness. What she thought was how sad this stupid girl would be if she knew the truth.

She suddenly wanted to take Shen Qingwei back, not letting her go to some Qingyu City to find her parents.

Rather than knowing the death of her parents with her own ears, it is better to let her embrace illusory joy, thinking that her parents are still alive.

When I was happy, Shen Qingwei said when she came here, she would definitely give her a lifelong lesson and forget it.

She had forgotten, but Zhao Xingyue hadn't forgotten, the little green snake raised his head, a little blue light jumped out of its forehead and fell into the body of the woman on the ground.

The woman with an ugly face twitched slightly, her face aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shen Qingwei didn't care about what happened to her when she was young, but that doesn't mean that Zhao Xingyue didn't care.

"Senior, do you say that my parents know that I'm still alive?"

"Senior, how many children do you think our family will have, will I have older brothers and sisters, or younger siblings?"

"Senior, do you say I have to prepare something?"

Zhao Xingyue yawned and said that as a snake, she was going to hibernate.

Shen Qingwei: "..."

Zhao Xingyue's sudden hibernation made Shen Qingwei a little lost, but compared to the loss, the news of her parents made her more excited.

Tuck the green snake who has completely lost consciousness into his arms and make a disguise-thanks to senior green snake, even if Shen Qingwei, who is in collusion with the magic repair, is all over the city, no one recognizes her.

There were a few times when she brushed shoulders with the righteous people, her heart was about to jump out, but she was ignored by the other party.

Zhao Xingyue laughed at this. A cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage was actually afraid of his hands and feet, and feared that the younger generations in the Qi Refining Stage would really cultivate to the dog.

Shen Qingwei: "..." I don't know how to explain it.

She is not afraid, she is just...

"It's a pity, I didn't expect that Senior Sister Shen would also go to magic repair."

"Maybe Senior Sister Shen has any last resort, you also know that there are so many magic repair methods..."

"Hey, what's the hardship? I only know that she colluded with the demon cultivator and tried to open the mountain gate. If the leader found it early, she almost became the leader. The leader was poisoned because of this, tsk..."

Not far away, several disciples of the righteousness school, dressed in white disciples' clothes and long swords on their waists, walked on the street with a righteous spirit, chatting like no one else.

Those who recognized the disciples of the orthodox school cast envy and admiration at them.

They are obviously used to being watched this way, as disciples of the righteous sect, they have this kind of capital and qualifications.

Shen Qingwei hid under the eaves in the corner, silently watching them pass in front of her.

She is indeed not afraid of being discovered, she is just afraid of meeting her former fellow.

Once she and her senior brothers and sisters swam with their arms together, discussing enthusiastically as they did, wearing a white disciple's clothes, bathing everyone's eyes, and walking openly on the street like them.

Closing the hood, even though she has changed her face, as a wanted object, Shen Qingwei is still a little uncomfortable to expose her face upright.

Although this will only make others feel stranger.

"stop!"

Looking at the righteous sect disciples in front of him, Shen Qingwei couldn't help showing a trace of tension on her face.

"Anyone who hides his head and shows his tail is a guilty conscience and takes off his hat."

Several disciples of the Righteous Qi Sect were all cultivators in the Qi Refining Period who had just come out to do the task. The three of them surrounded Shen Qingwei in the middle, the expressions on their faces were obviously nervous.

The place where they are located is very few people. They are in a corner covered by a pergola. Unless the people on the road look specifically in this direction, they will see the four confronting each other.

Even knowing that it was not her face under the hat, Shen Qingwei's hands on the hood still couldn't help shaking slightly.

Until she heard a sneer.

"A cultivator in the Yuan Ying period?"

The familiar female voice ridiculed her, but suddenly calmed her anxiety.

Shen Qingwei took a deep breath, glanced around the faces of several Zhengqi Sect disciples, lowered her throat, and learned Zhao Xingyue's tone: "Aren't the disciples who come from the Righteous Sect so rude?"

The cultivation base of the Yuan Ying Period was no longer hidden, and several Qi Refining Period disciples instantly whitened their cheeks.

They came around, only because they were new to Shen Qingwei, seeing that Shen Qingwei was walking strangely, and they didn't feel the strong spiritual power fluctuations from her. Who could have imagined that she had hidden her cultivation base.

"Senior, I'm sorry, but the younger generation is offended."

This coercion is at least the strength that monks above the Nascent Soul Stage have.

The cultivators of the Yuan Ying stage are often hundreds of old monsters at every turn.

"My deity is in a good mood today, go away."

"Yes, yes, thank you for the large number of seniors."

"Thank you, senior."

Looking at the righteous Qi sect disciples who were still arrogant at the last moment, they crawled around and left in a way that could be called embarrassing.

Shen Qingwei lowered her eyes with a complicated expression.

She gently stroked the green snake in her arms, and whispered: "Senior..."

It seems to be acting like a baby, and it seems to be seeking some support.

Green Snake did not answer, as if the female voice that appeared in her mind just now was just an illusion.

She closed her hood and walked out of the city. There was another city, the Qingyu City.