The Taoist always wants me to become a fairy

Sanskrit's injury can't be healed in a day or two, Jing Moli took care of it carefully, from time to time he would go to Hanchen to rob some elixir and come back to heal Sanskrit's injury, and unceremoniously took away the rare flowers and treasures collected by other elders Grass cooks porridge for Sanskrit.

After the Spring Festival, the time for the Tengyun Club is getting closer. This Tengyun Club is voluntarily signed up by disciples. In the end, 20 disciples will be selected to go to Kunwu. There is still an age limit for the disciples. Disciples between the ages of 35 and [-].Fu Ziyuan had signed up early, after all he was the only disciple on Xiaoyue Peak who met the age requirement.

It took five days for the list of selected disciples to be sent to Jing Moli. There were almost two or three people in each peak, fifteen male disciples and five female disciples. Jing Moli still knew some names, "These disciples are all The proud people under the elders said that they don't care about winning or losing, and they are so solemn, so they don't care."

Sanskrit listened to his helpless complaint, "Just do your best."

"I'll just lead a team and keep them safe. I don't care about the rest." Jing Moli smiled, "Just to see the scenery of Kunwu."

"Kunwu was established decades later than Cangling. You must know their patriarch?" In the human world, Cangling and Kunwu sects are the most prosperous and the first to be established. The other small sects are all later. appeared.

Jing Moli shook his head, "Other than Yishu and I, Elder Cang Ling back then were all mortals, and the road to practice was very difficult. Kunwu's ancestor was the reincarnation of a fairy king from the fairy world. The road is different from that of Cangling." In other words, Cangling started from scratch, but Kunwu is backed by the mountain of the fairy world.

"It turns out that's the case. No wonder all the disciples who ascended from Kunwu are under Xuandi's seat." Fanyin is not easy to inquire, and he doesn't know much about the past in the fairy world.

"Oh? This Kunwu patriarch is the reincarnation of Emperor Xuan?" With the backing of the emperor who is in charge of the fairy world, this Kunwu disciple is indeed quite proud.

"I've heard of some."

"This is interesting, so I have to take a good look at Kunwu this time."

This year's competition was held on the tenth day of February, and the slowest journey from Cangling Yujian was only three days. However, this year's Tengyun meeting will be accompanied by people from Chaozhong, so Jing Moli and his party need to start early. Yancheng went to Changsheng together with the court team.

On the first day of February, all the disciples gathered in front of the mountain gate, and several elders were also there. Jing Moli and Fanyin came together, and Daoist Hankong looked at him with a smile, "This time, I will trouble the seventh elder." This year It's very boring to be led by them, the old people, this year. Finally, there are new faces going to Kunwu this year.

"You're being polite, the head of the sect. You should do your best." Jing Moli smiled, looked at the twenty disciples, and smiled like a spring breeze, "I have lived in Wufeng for a long time, and I don't know you very well. Let me introduce myself first." Let's go."

Fu Ziyuan was very generous, "Fu Ziyuan met the Seventh Elder at Xiaoyue Peak."

"Feiyufeng Zhao Yan, I have met the Seventh Elder." Other disciples also saluted one after another. Jing Moli's eyes fell on this Feiyufeng Zhao Yan. Wasn't this disciple just walking and chatting with the banshee in the plum grove that day? the man?

"Very good, then let's go." Jing Moli resigned from the elders, summoned the fairy sword and rose up with the sword. Sanskrit rode the same sword with him and did not use the technique of soaring clouds.

The wind was blowing all the way, surrounded by clouds and mist, and they arrived at Yancheng two days later. The group of people was very impressive. Jing Lang, who was guarding Yancheng, welcomed him out of the city. Mo Li raised his hand in a salute without any hesitation, "Cangling Jing Moli has met General Jing."

"Daoist, please." Jing Lang was also very calm, and invited them to the post station where they rested. Princess Jiayi, the princess is going secretly this time, and wants to see what the Third Prince of Changsheng looks like."

"Did the princess agree with the third prince of Changsheng?" Jing Moli grasped the point.

Jing Lang nodded, "I heard that the princess is very unwilling, and His Majesty can't force it, so I will take this opportunity to let the princess meet in person, and if I really don't like it, I will resign from the marriage."

"Oh, that's interesting." Jing Moli chuckled as it seemed that there was something exciting to watch.

When we arrived at the post station, Jing Moli looked at the disciples who hadn't gone down the mountain for a long time and couldn't help but want to run out to play, "Go to the room and settle down first, and you are allowed to go out and have a look before evening class. At least two of you are companions, and you are not allowed to go out alone. .”

"Yes, thank you, Seventh Elder." All the disciples happily agreed, followed the maid who led the way to their own room, and then went out together by calling this or that.

In the lobby, Jing Moli, Fanyin and Jing Lang drank tea together. Seeing that Moli looked like an elder, Jing Lang felt relieved, "Already the Seventh Elder?"

"Well, they have always asked me to take over as the head of the sect. They could say that they were still young before, but now they refuse to let me go." Jing Moli also wentssip, "Zhou You is here too?"

"They're in the courtyard next door, they should be here soon."

Sure enough, after sitting for a while, I saw Zhou You and another adult coming over. It was a man in his thirties, and he was Wang Yang, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites.

"My minister has seen the great general." Wang Yang and Zhou You saluted, and when it came to official positions, the great general Jing Lang was naturally above them.

"Mianli, this is the Seventh Elder of Cang Ling, Mo Li, Taoist Sanyin." Jing Lang introduced.

"I have met the Seventh Elder, Daoist." Wang Yang and Zhou You saluted again, and Jing Moli and Sanskrit returned the salute, "Master Wang and Master Zhou are welcome."

Zhou You looked at Jing Moli and smiled slightly. It was unexpected to see him again, and he was very happy in his heart. Jing Moli also smiled at him, "On this journey, I still need the two of you to take care of me."

"Seventh Elder, you are being polite." Wang Yang looked at Jing Moli. This practitioner is indeed a good person. As an elder, he can still look so young. He has a good face. Disturb the elders and Taoist priests to rest."

Wang Yang just came to say hello, and left without staying too long. After all, he had to deal with an accompanying princess in the courtyard.Zhou You stayed behind, seeing Wang Yang left, he greeted him again, "Elder Young Master."

"It's good to call you Moli, it also makes us feel closer." Jing Moli smiled, "You don't want me to call you Mr. Zhou one by one, do you?"

Zhou You nodded, "Then, Moli." Zhou You smiled shyly when he called out the name directly.

"There's nothing special about the Tengyun meeting this time, it's just that the juniors learn from each other and improve each other every ten years." Practice has always been depressing, and it's good to have this kind of activity.

Jing Lang said, "I think those monks seem to be older than you?" Those monks looked to be in their 30s and [-]s, and Mo Li looked very young standing with them.

"Yes, the youngest is also four years older than me, but age can't be counted that way." Jing Moli didn't take advantage of this, "There is no time in the mountains, and those disciples are very simple." Simple is easy Being disturbed by love, he is not a good parent.

Before finishing a cup of tea, another person came in from outside the door. Princess Jiayi walked in dressed as a man, and when she saw Jing Moli, she instantly smiled, "It's really you!"

"Your Highness." Jing Lang got up to salute.

Princess Jiayi smiled, "You don't need to be polite, General." After looking at Jinglang and Moli, they are obviously father and son, but now they have become a little strange, thinking about it, they feel uncomfortable, Princess Jiayi is very understanding He didn't mention this, but just asked Jing Moli, "You have only been in Cangling for more than seven years, how did you become the elder of Cangling?"

"Thanks to the trust of all the elders." Jing Moli replied gracefully. Seeing Princess Jiayi looking at him with bright eyes, Jing Moli silently looked away. This kind of peach blossom should not be messed with. This little girl is always greedy. Good looks, if born infatuated, will be the most difficult to deal with.

Princess Jiayi noticed Sanskrit, "This Taoist priest is really handsome." His appearance is not inferior to that of Jing Moli, why is this good-looking person going to practice?

Jing Moli coughed lightly, "I've been flying in the sky for two days, and I'm also exhausted. Princess, General, and Master Zhou, let us leave first."

Jing Lang responded, "Alright, then the Seventh Elder should rest more."

Jing Moli and Fanyin walked out, Jing Moli first followed to Fanyin's guest room, most of the inns at the border were simply furnished, they rearranged the beds, replaced them with the bedding and pillows they brought, and took a branch of red plum to keep Putting it on the table, Fanyin watched him busy, and he has been taking care of him in such a way for a month, "I can do these things myself."

"It's the same when I come." Jing Moli took snow water and boiled a pot of tea, "It's not like home outside, it's better to treat yourself more kindly."

"Yes, you don't have to wrong yourself." Sanskrit poured tea for him, "You should be more careful when you take those young disciples out this time."

Jing Moli smiled slightly, "Don't worry about what I do, they all have my marks on them, and I can count them everywhere. If there is any danger, the marks can save their lives, and wait until we pass."

Sanskrit nodded, "Yes, you have always been meticulous."

"Nowadays the world is peaceful, and it's rare for a demon to be a vicious one. It shouldn't cause any trouble." Jing Moli and Sanskrit were drinking tea leisurely, and only a few disciples came back in the evening, chirping excitedly Share what you see and hear.

Fu Ziyuan came to look for Jing Moli with a bunch of things in his arms. Seeing that he was in the Sanskrit room, he walked in and put the things on the table. "Elder Seven, these are very interesting."

Most of them were small toys and some pastries. Jing Moli picked up a wooden Jiulianhuan, "No wonder your master won't let you go down the mountain, you haven't grown up yet."

Fu Ziyuan looked at him with some grievances, "I haven't grown up, I'm already 29 years old."

"I think he's only 13 years old." Jing Moli chuckled, "When you go to Kunwu, you have to be more reserved, don't lose Cang Ling's face."

Fu Ziyuan looked at Jing Moli's winking eyes, "I think the Seventh Elder needs to be more reserved. After all, Kunwu has more female disciples than Cang Ling, and there is also Murong Yao, who is recognized as the number one beauty in the practice sect."