Xianjun wants me to be his Taoist partner

In the south of the mountains, the deep mountains are like dreams.

In the middle of the dream, Shen Qinghuan was making sour fructose.Although it is not the day when the sour fruit tree bears fruit, fortunately, he still has some fruits from previous years in his storage box.He took out the large ceramic vat in the cellar, skillfully put the fruit and sugar together, then added water and ingredients to boil it into syrup and poured it into the mold prepared in advance, and waited for it to cool. Finish.

In fact, there is still a lot of candy in the house. For so many years, he has devoted himself to making candy whenever he has free time. By now, the accumulated candy has more than filled a spiritual bag.However, right now Song Xi is still retreating and making alchemy, the whole dream house is terribly empty, and there is nothing left and right, so he thinks of the sour fruit that he put aside.

The candy slowly exudes a delicate fragrance. A butterfly with gray wings and a red wing flapped its wings and landed aside, looking into the container with its tentacles stretched out.

"No, this is all for Buming." Shen Qinghuan wiped his hands and refused.Hearing the words, the yin-yang face trembled its wings and its two tentacles drooped instantly. It looked at Shen Qinghuan with its black eyes, and seeing his serious face, it flapped its wings silently and flew towards Song Xi's alchemy room.

Shen Qinghuan's eyes darkened, and she grabbed the butterfly in her palm.

"Don't go today, Song Xi will soon..."

"Bang!" A loud noise interrupted the conversation between the two. One person and one insect raised their heads at the same time. Only a huge mushroom cloud rose from the sky above the distant house, and dozens of bowl-sized holes were blasted out of the roof.Seeing this scene, the butterfly flapped its wings anxiously, but Shen Qinghuan said in a deep voice:

"nothing."

The next second, a figure with an exploding head, dark cheeks, and ragged clothes suddenly rushed in front of the two (die). He held a small wooden box and said happily:

"Brother Wei, Brother Qinghuan, I have refined the elixir!"

Butterfly looked at the disheveled face in front of him, like a person who ran out of the oil pan and rolled twice in the black soil, silently flapped its wings and landed on Shen Qinghuan's right shoulder, shrunk itself into a ball and did not speak.

Shen Qinghuan said calmly: "Are you blowing up the stove again?"

"Hey, Brother Qing Huan, it's not like you don't know me. If alchemy doesn't blow up a furnace, then it's Song Xi." Song Xi touched the tip of his nose, and he rubbed the last white spot on his face like this black.It is true that Song Xi is a well-known alchemist, but compared to his monstrous alchemy talent, what is more famous is his habit of making alchemy.Moreover, the better the pill, the more serious the damage it will cause.

Song Xi looked around the courtyard, the smile on his face disappeared and he turned to be puzzled: "Where's Brother Wei? Still sleeping? Such a big movement can't wake him up? Really, it's rare for me to refine Antaibuxuening God's elixir!" Song Xi took out a jet-black wooden box from his arms and handed it to Shen Qinghuan, then turned around and searched for Wei Buming's traces in the courtyard.

"Don't look at it." Shen Qinghuan slowly stroked the peony carved on the wooden box and said in a hoarse voice: "Wei Buming is gone."

Song Xi was startled: "Gone? Back to her mother's house? You finally made Brother Wei angry?!"

"Brother Qing Huan, I have already said that the world of comprehension is not good for your coffin face. Take a look, the daughter-in-law who was finally begged, let you go away in anger like this!"

Song Xi rolled his eyes in his heart, he and Shen Qinghuan had a deep friendship, and thought that the other party was a cold-faced and cold-hearted guy who would not please others.In previous years, on Qixi Festival, he often went to Yuelao Temple to seek marriage for him.Now seeing that the open-minded Wei Buming was nowhere to be seen, and he didn't know the twists and turns between the two, he naturally assumed that his friend couldn't speak, which made the Taoist couple annoyed and left.

Shen Qinghuan didn't answer, he glanced at Song Xi, who was dressed in rags, and took out the wild fruit he had prepared from the fairy bag with no expression on his face.Song Xi frowned, unwilling to accept it.But when he looked up and saw the opponent's "death ray", he could only accept the wild fruit in his hand with a sad face.

"En. But don't worry, I will chase him back from his mother's house." His expression was very calm, and his tone was as cold as usual, but Song Xi couldn't help but shudder when he heard the words.

I always feel that Brother Qing Huan has something in his words.He couldn't help rubbing his arms, a chill came over his body.

Shen Qinghuan put the solidified ones into cloth bags in batches, now that the sour fructose candies are finished and Song Xi has left the customs, it is time for him to leave.But before that, he had to find Qin Shutong.If he made up his mind to follow Wei Buming to Cangming, then he should also tell the head of the Mo Yao sect the news.Left and right are also sects that awakened themselves and imparted immortal techniques, and this news still needs to be informed.

Next, there is one last question.

"Song Xi," Shen Qinghuan turned to look at a young man who was chirping like three hundred ducks by his side, and asked expressionlessly, "Let me ask you, what kind of elixir did you refine with the Zizai Furnace?"

What kind of elixir is it that can make Song Xi know its importance and know that he is 100% good at making alchemy, and he does not hesitate to defy the death order of the elders in the clan and secretly use the weapon of the gate to make alchemy.

The peace and tranquility of the symposium is completely different from the time thousands of years ago when righteous ways and demons fought each other and countless heroes fell. In the long period of peace, although there were occasional small frictions between various schools and factions, the overall situation was still stable.So much so that the symposium, which was originally used for various sects to discuss war affairs, has also become a gathering for various monks to eat melon seeds and chat at home.

The reason for this Xianmen meeting is quite elegant.The Qionghua faction thinks that the flowering period of Qionghua has come, and invites the heads of all sects to go to Qionghua to enjoy the flowers.

Xia Qingshan sat at the head of the Qionghua faction, watching the immortals coming and going and talking softly beside him, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.Ever since Shen Qinghuan cultivated the supreme sword technique and was regarded as the sword master by the world, the Moyao faction also took advantage of the opportunity to rise up and open their doors. They also took advantage of the young people of the Qionghua faction to take away the position of the leader of the fairy sect that originally belonged to them!Over the years, he was able to sit in the center only at grand events held by their own family.

Looking at the smiling woman on the left, Xia Qingshan's eyes darkened, and he could not help but groan coldly. "Master Xia." Qin Shutong held up the wine cupper and came to Xia Qingshan. The woman's eyes were cut like elegant orchids, and she was dressed in a green dress. Everyone here is a lady.

Qin Shutong has always shown others with a gentle image, even when Wei Buming disrupted the Zhengdao symposium that day, when all the sect leaders scoffed at Mozun's behavior and the two sides were at war, she was still smiling from beginning to end. He even invited Wei Buming to sit down.It seems that Wei Buming is not a big devil who everyone can get and kill, but a rookie who has just appeared in the immortal world.

Such a person is suitable to be a teacher or a real person, but if he is the head of the sect, he is still the head of the first sect of cultivation, it would be somewhat lacking in deterrence.

"Master Qin." Xia Qingshan stroked the mustache on his lips and nodded at Qin Shutong. He squinted his eyes, carefully hiding the contempt and calculation in his pupils.

Xia Qingshan looked at Qin Shutong and nodded slightly, but the wine master didn't even lift it up.Seeing this scene, the smile on Qin Shutong's face didn't change a bit. She glanced at the flowers, and said in a soft voice:

"It is said that the Qionghua flower has an elegant temperament and does not fall into the common dust. Today, I saw it and it really deserves its reputation. I have been practicing with great concentration in the Mo Yao faction, but this is the first time I have seen this Qionghua flower bloom." This is true, Qionghua The flower is a branch unique to Qionghua Mountain, and it blooms only once in a hundred years. Qin Shutong is the head of the sect, and unless there is an invitation or something important, he will not easily leave for his territory.Therefore, this was really the first time she saw Qionghua flowers blooming.

When Xia Qingshan heard the words, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and when he felt proud, he couldn't help feeling that Qin Shutong, a Taoist woman, was short-sighted.He finally picked up the wine glass on the table, but turned his head and turned the wine master to the others, purposely shouting loudly in front of everyone:

"That's natural. Our Qionghua sect is also a sect with a history of thousands of years. The accumulation of background is naturally different from that of the small sect." The voice was so loud that it overwhelmed everyone's voices.All of you here are sensible people, and all of them became quiet all of a sudden, focusing on the two of them.

Xia Qingshan drank the wine in the cup and said intentionally: "If the head of Qin likes it, I will send someone to transplant a few Qionghua flowers to the Mo Yao sect in a few days. However, this flower is precious and delicate , has extremely high requirements on soil quality and water sources, and I don’t know if Moyao Mountain can meet their living conditions.”

Everyone knows that Qionghua flowers only grow in the Qionghua sect, and have not been able to spread to other places for thousands of years.This Xia Qingshan clearly did it on purpose.He just wanted to remind everyone that the Mo Yao Sect was just a small sect with no foundation, and Qiong Hua didn't take it seriously at all.

Everyone whispered in their ears, and most of them looked at Qin Shutong with the eyes of watching the show.Sitting on the position of leader as a woman, there are many people who are secretly dissatisfied with her.Now that Head Xia has humiliated Qin Shutong in public, they are naturally happy to see it.As for helping?There were indeed a few stunned youths who wanted to interrupt, but before they could speak, the teacher covered their mouths.The confrontation between the two sects in the comprehension world is not something that small sects like them can interrupt.

Qin Shutong didn't seem to have heard the discussion of the crowd and didn't notice the almost explicit gaze, his face was always like a spring breeze, like a plum blossom in the proud snow, not falling into the mundane world.She looked at Xia Qingshan with a proud face, smiled softly and said:

"No need, Qionghua flowers can only grow in other places of Qionghua sect, so why let these plants suffer in vain. Besides, if a cultivator pays too much attention to foreign things, he will inevitably lose his heart. It is useless to be diligent. Although the cultivation world is in a period of peace, we must not forget the efforts of our predecessors. Our generation of cultivation should value ourselves, be diligent in cultivation, and not be moved by worldly things."

"Look, am I right? Master Xia." Ignoring Xia Qingshan's pale face, Qin Shutong turned around and sprinkled the wine on the ground and said, "This cup is for all who sacrificed their lives for the cultivation world during the war. Seniors, I will remember the deeds of the seniors, carry on the past and open up the future, and inherit the legacy of the ancestors."

This is really reasonable, no matter what they think in their hearts, they dare not disrespect their ancestors in public, so they all raised their glasses together and said:

"The younger generation will remember the deeds of the predecessors, carry on the past and forge ahead, and inherit the legacy of the ancestors."

This moment, on the contrary, suppressed Xia Qingshan's limelight in an instant.Obviously he is the one who held the Immortal Gate Meeting!

"Huh!" Xia Qingshan's face was ashen, and with five fingers, the wine glass in his hand turned into dust.Never wanting to be in the same place with Qin Shutong again, he waved his sleeves, got up and left the meeting.

Handing over the responsibility of the symposium to the deputy head, Xia Qingshan angrily rushed back to his study.With a wave of his sleeve, all the documents on the desk were swept to the ground, and the priceless ruler and inkstone fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.The attendants following behind pressed their bodies tightly against the corner of the wall and curled up into a ball, shaking their bodies, for fear that the headmaster would take his anger out on him.

"Why didn't Han Feng take action?! Didn't Wei Buming be placed in the palace? Why didn't he do anything!"

Hearing this, the attendant held his head and whispered, "Lord Han Feng said that it's not time yet."

When Xia Qingshan heard it, the anger in his heart became more vigorous, and he immediately cursed: "Fart! I think he is just thinking about the little master-student relationship, and he was stumbled by the kindness of women." He suddenly pulled the attendant's hand The collar smiled ferociously and said, "Go and tell Han Feng that the Xianjia party is ready and cannot be delayed any longer. If he is still dawdling there, then all the plans will come to naught. By then, no matter whether it is the old devil who cleans his image or Xia Come on, don't even think about it!"

Immortal legacy?Take yourself seriously?But it's all an excuse for him, Qin Shutong, the head of the small sect!Only those fools outside would be stunned by him.

But it doesn't matter, Xia Qingshan took a deep breath and said, she can only be arrogant for a while.When the plan is implemented, with such a great merit, if he doesn't believe it, who else will think that Qionghua is no match for Mo Yao!

The author has something to say:

I felt that my writing was not good, so I bought Dream of the Red Chamber back home.Try to learn ancient writing.

It's the first time I've read the complete Dream of the Red Chamber since I grew up so old, and it's scheduled by an illiterate author.