Rebirth of Adorable Immortal Journey

He didn't intend to go to his ancestor's dormitory, and Xiao Ran couldn't visit Buddha Xiu immediately in the afternoon.

Because the sword cultivators of Shoushan Sword Sect finally arrived at Qingyu Gate.

Although Master Hanjing of the Qingyu Gate had sent news to his junior brother in advance, it could be seen that Qiao Heng seemed to be in a bad mood, so he didn't force him to go.

——Qiao Heng and Gu Patriarch of the Shoushan Sword Sect are of the same generation, and it is not unreasonable not to meet him personally at the main peak of the sect.

What's more, the Da Neng who came from the first mountain this time is only Master Gu's younger brother Jiang Chen, whose realm is much lower than Qiao Heng.

It would be inappropriate for Qiao Heng, the ancestor of the God Transformation, to come forward to greet him.

But this made the sword cultivators of Shoushan Sword Sect very dissatisfied.

Gu Ximo looked at the smiling Daoist Hanjing in front of him, and said to his uncle through voice transmission: "It's really rude for Qingyumen to treat guests like this!"

At the Dao Discussion Conference 30 years ago, Patriarch He Huai of Xiandingmen personally welcomed it!

Real Jiang Chen, who felt neglected, was also very dissatisfied, but he did not have the confidence of his elder brother, so he pretended to shout: "How can the younger generation judge the elders' arrangements at will."

Before Qiao Heng turned into a god, Gu Laozu of their Shoushan Sword Sect was the only sword cultivator who turned into a god in the world, even rivaling Taoists.

In addition, after the Great War of Demon Dao, Du Jie Da Neng died one after another, leaving only one Pengyang Taoist living in seclusion in the far west, never asking about the Central Plains Taoist cultivation.

So as we all know, the most powerful Taoist cultivator in the world is Gu Patriarch of Shoushan Sword Sect!

However, all of this changed quietly after Qiao Heng of Qingyumen successfully crossed the tribulation and became a god of transformation.

And Shoushan Sword Sect's advantage of faintly suppressing Qingyumen was immediately reversed.

Although Old Ancestor Gu was promoted to Transformation God earlier than Qiao Heng, and his realm was slightly higher than Qiao Heng, but Qiao Heng had his own incomparable advantages—compared to Transformation God Shouyuan, he was still very young.

And with his talent, it may only be a matter of time before he surpasses Patriarch Gu. This is how the always proud Shoushan Sword Sect can calm down.

But when he really arrived at Qiao Heng's territory, and without the support of Gu Laozu, Master Jiang Chen still told his disciples not to be arbitrary.

As the eldest son of Gu Patriarch, Gu Ximo was used to being in Shoushan, and he didn't take it seriously when he heard what his uncle said.

——Could it be that their disciples of the Sword Sect still depend on people's faces?If the father shakes the sky, then Qiao Heng will die in an instant, so why not be afraid!

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Not to mention how the Shoushan Sword Sect and his party arrived and moved in, anyway, when Xiao Ran saw those people, he wished he could wash his eyes.

There are more than twenty people in the group, besides Jiang Chen, there are four Jindan Sword Cultivators.

Among them, the most eye-catching ones are probably Patriarch Gu's eldest son, Gu Ximo, and his eldest son, Gu Xiyi.

Compared to the introverted and gentle Gu Xiyi, Gu Ximo was a lot more arrogant. She commented on the cliff in front of Qiao Heng, and said "a wonderful scene" on the surface, but she was actually ironic.

Because the scenery of the cliff was "named", a person in charge of flowers and trees was naturally criticized in a roundabout way.

Xiao Ran looked at each other, and the veins in his temples throbbed.

——That's why everything is compared...Compared to these first mountain men, Qiao Heng is so handsome that he can't help but cry ghosts and gods!

Not as enthusiastic about Buddhist cultivation, Xiao Ran quickly found a gap and slipped away.

——These sword repairs have delayed him for a long time, and Zen Master Guangqian is still waiting for him to talk!

Qiao Heng glanced at the "daring" person, guessing where he was going, his face became even colder, and the coercion around him made people feel chilling.

The originally arrogant Shoushan Sword Sect disciple could only keep silent in front of this absolute power.

They had no choice but to lower their heads, unable to maintain their previous arrogance.

Gu Ximo was still talking nonsense at first, but now she opened her mouth but found that she couldn't make a sound, her legs and feet couldn't move, she felt a little annoyed out of fear, and felt that Qiao Heng was trying to show him off on purpose.

His concubine brother Gu Xiyi took half a step forward, stretched out his hand to gently support him, and said in a low voice: "Ah Mo, be careful where you step."

In fact, he was afraid that his realm would be unstable, and if he stumbled in front of others, he would not only lose face for himself, but also lose face for Patriarch Gu.

How could Gu Ximo not know what was going on in his heart, and angrily shook off the other party, snorted "troublesome", and walked forward bravely.

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Forced by the coercion of Old Ancestor Qiao, everyone was trying their best to maintain their demeanor, but they didn't notice that there was one person missing in the team.

Like this, Xiao Ran went smoothly, sneaked all the way to the residence of the Buddhist cultivator, and soon found Zen Master Guangqian who was studying by himself, and sat cross-legged on the futon opposite Guangqian, listening to him recite sutras.

At first he sat upright, but after a while he felt a little sleepy.

The scriptures in Guang Qian's mouth sounded meaningful and peaceful, and made people's hearts quiet down - this silence made Xiao Ran fall asleep.

Guang Qian looked up, and saw a little beast squatting in front of him, with its tail curled up in front of its body, its head lowered a little bit, but stubbornly refused to close its eyes, it was very cute.

"Benefactor Xiao." Although Guang Qian wanted to let him rest, but there was no place to sleep here, so he spoke to wake him up.

"Oh!" Xiao Ran was called out by the other party, and sat up straight, pretending that he had been listening to the scriptures carefully: "The Chan Master recited really well! What are you reciting, Zen Master?"

Monk Guangqian: "..."

He thought for a while, and said to the young man via voice transmission: "If benefactor Xiao feels bored, why not release the little white tiger."

Hearing this, Xiao Ran woke up completely.

——This monk's supernatural powers are so powerful, could it be discovered by him in the beast control ring? !

As if knowing what Xiao Ran wanted to ask, Guang Qian clasped his hands together and nodded slightly: "The blood of the Four Saints is strong, and you can see a trace of afterimage."

In this way, there is no point in hiding any more, so Xiao Ran released the little fur ball.

The little guy wasn't able to come to Qiao Heng's yard to "domineeringly" today, he was obviously unhappy, as soon as he came out, he threw himself on Li Ran's lap, screaming very aggrieved.

Xiao Ran stroked its back, put it on the ground to let it play by itself.

The little hairball was very curious about the strange big monk at first, especially when he saw his handsome bald head, he kicked up his fat little hind legs and stretched out his little claws to reach him.

Xiao Ran caught it embarrassingly, pointed at its small nose and taught him a lesson: "Be good, don't make trouble!"

The little fur ball that had been "warned" glanced at Guang Qian with nostalgia, finally gave up the "glowing ball", and expressed curiosity about the futon on the ground.

Soon it was pleasantly surprised to find that the futon felt very good to grab, so it pouted its little buttocks and picked it up on it.

All of a sudden, rags and vines splashed around, and Xiao Ran wanted to hug it up again, but the little fur ball hooked it with its claws, and brought up the whole futon all at once!

Xiao Ran was afraid that it would hurt his nails, so he had no choice but to put it back on the ground, and then the smug little furball continued to play with the futon, watching a half-old futon be scrapped.

"That... this futon... I'll pay Master." Xiao Ran said awkwardly.

"It doesn't matter, there are plenty of futons." The futons in this room are made by himself, because there are many wild cats in the mountains, and there are several naughty big cats in the temple. They all like to "scourge" the futons, and prepare some every day. Guang Qian has long been used to it.

Seeing that the other party expressed that he didn't mind, Xiao Ran would not be polite, so he immediately changed the subject and said, "Master, are you still used to living here?"

"Habit."

In fact, their kind of Buddhist cultivation, no matter how difficult the conditions are, they can get used to living there. Even if the sky is sitting on the ground, as long as there is a place to meditate, everything is enough.

What's more, the cliff is a rare and quiet place in Qingyumen. Although it is not surrounded by dense forests like Daruo Mountain, the owner is really (smart), sincere (wisdom), kind (keepable) guest (loving), and he doesn't expect a lot of Buddhist practitioners to live here. very used to.

Xiao Ran looked at the Zen Master who was not good at speaking, but was actually compassionate, and suddenly had an idea.

——If Guiyuan Temple accepts the disciples of the secular family, it is actually a good choice to go to Daruo Mountain to live!

For major events in the world, if there is no long-term concern, there must be near-term worries.

These Taoists are not saints after all. How can people who pursue longevity and strength have no desires like ascetic monks?

After the Demon Dao War, the demon cultivators retreated to the Wanmo Ridge, and they did not dare to cause chaos on a large scale for nearly a hundred years. The Taoist cultivators in the Central Plains have lived a peaceful and stable life for too long, and their desire to conquer is gradually rising.

There are two sects and four sects, and there are countless sects of all sizes, even in the far west...where there are people, there will inevitably be disputes.

Just looking at this Dao Discussion Conference, it can already be seen that the harmony between the Taoist sects is not as harmonious as it appears on the surface.

——If this continues, maybe we really want to go to Mount Daruo, which is the closest to Wanmo Ridge, so that we can find peace~

As Xiao Ran was thinking this way, a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Aloof and cold, taciturn, self-disciplined and boring...

Aside from being good-looking, powerful, rich and talkative, responsive to requests, giving him high-grade spirit weapons, taking him out to play, and occasionally helping with fur balls, there are no other advantages...

——When we get along, I just say it's normal, but when I really want to leave, I seem to be a little bit reluctant...

Xiao Ran retrieved the little fur ball that "had troubled" the futon and wanted to climb Guangqian again, and patted its little butt.

——I'd better wait until I have collected enough shark beads and diamond beads before thinking about going to Daruo Mountain, otherwise this little bastard will be wronged and play stone balls again... Hey, the brat is troublesome!

Probably because he thought of someone and suddenly wanted to see him, Xiao Ran suddenly felt a little out of control.

Guangqian watched the little beast pacing back and forth, always looking in a certain direction, and naturally knew that the other party's heart was not here, so he took the initiative to say: "If the benefactor Xiao has something to do, you can go and do it first."

"Hahaha, I'm an idler, so I don't have anything to be busy~" Xiao Ran laughed twice, but couldn't think about it, and said: "I'm going to see the gathering spirit array on the cliff, I haven't checked it for a long time."

Putting the little fur ball into the skirt of his clothes, and bid farewell to Guang Qian, Xiao Ran walked towards Qiao Heng's bedroom, but was startled by the movement on the cliff just as he was about to get there.

"What's going on? Is Qiao Heng practicing sword? Why is it making such a loud noise?"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Mou Chao: Does Little Maoqiu like Patriarch Qiao who buys shark beads for you, or Monk Guangqian who weaves futons for you?

Little Fuqiu: Awww~(*^▽^*)

Mou Chao: I like them all...then let Xiao Miao accept them all (￢_￢)

The sword cultivator showed his sword formation, shining brightly with a cold light.

A certain morning: _(:з」∠)_That... futons can also be bought, as long as the ancestors~