not scientific at all

For some reason, when he came back from Xinglan's small world, he realized the Dao faster than before, and the cut out Dao of Words soon merged into his spiritual consciousness, and the subsequent exercises did not seem so heavenly.

Maybe it's because he has been with Teacher Shen for a long time, and he has become smarter?Qing Jing couldn't guess the reason, so he simply didn't think too much about it, and happily felt the happiness of becoming a top student from a scumbag.

I don't know how long he was immersed in studying, but Xue Zong came to him suddenly.When Qing Jing went out to open the door, he found that the half wall of roses had become a wall high, and a passage had been dug in the middle by Xue Zong.He hurriedly let Xue Zong into the courtyard, closed the door and blocked the pile of flowers outside, and asked: "Xue, why are you here? I don't know who piled up the pile of flowers outside. I really have no sense of public morality, so I didn't bother you. "

Xue Congjian waved his sleeves nonchalantly, showing his composure: "This must be a gift from a fan, it's no big deal. You have to remember that you are already a celebrity, and celebrities have gifts from fans, so don't underestimate your own." Influence. But he was able to deliver it to the gate of your yard. It seems that he is a member of the Ten Thousand Immortals League, or there is someone in the Immortals League. Don’t worry about him, this is what you should share.”

"Well, it doesn't matter if you put it away?" These are red roses that can be sold for five yuan a branch on Valentine's Day. There are so many red roses. Invite Teacher Shen to dinner!

"It's yours if I give it to you. Take it." Xue Zhengzheng didn't care about such a small matter, so he dragged him out: "I came to see you for something. I saw when Mr. Shen was making Yuanguang, and I found that you The suit sponsored by Shangxian Pavilion was changed to a tail, and I didn’t change into new clothes after getting out of the water. Although I can still wear their clothes, I still have to tell people about it in advance.”

Qing Jing asked him nervously: "Could it be that they will withdraw their investment? They want me to pay for the clothes?"

He was so anxious that he almost shed his skin, and counted how much the pile of flowers outside could sell with his fingers.Xue was in a hurry to discuss sponsorship with someone, and didn't have time to worry about what he was thinking. He pushed open the door and pulled him out.

Shangxian Pavilion is located in the fairy city attached to the Wanxian League. It has built a colorful and gilded small building. The building is resplendent and resplendent. The magic-level fairy clothes are directly hung near the store door as a signboard. It is so rich that people dare not Step in easily.The waiter at the door who welcomes guests also has foundation building or above, and the supervisor who is in charge of receiving Xue Zeng inside is a stunning female cultivator with Nascent Soul cultivation base. Realism of the circle.

Isn't that what the entertainment circle wants, like this, to be rich and rich, with beautiful women like clouds, isn't it?

The corrupt and degenerate ideas of the bourgeoisie quickly eroded the destitute mermaids who have not even received their wages.His courage is getting bigger and bigger, looking at the surrounding decorations and people's clothing behind Xue Zong's back, imagining that one day he will return to his hometown, wearing the high-end fairy clothes when he was doing the show, and bring a girlfriend who is as beautiful as the director, back to the earth Show it to the humans he knows.

Before the dream was finished, the female cultivator had already led them to a room door, and smiled slightly at Xue Zong: "The chief manager and Su Zhenjun are waiting for you two in the room."

The door opened automatically at this time, Xue Congjian nodded slightly to the nun, and walked in with Qingjing.

In the middle of the room sat a middle-aged monk who looked about 35 or six years old, with a weather-beaten face and a very aggressive temperament, like a general who had just retired from the battlefield; The young man in brocade robes layered upon layers of flowers, with a face like a hibiscus and peach blossoms in his eyes, rushed up to block Qingjing when the two entered the door.

"It was you who changed my clothes!"

Qing Jing really didn't have the courage to say "yes", and lowered his head vaguely.Xue Zong hurriedly helped him out: "Su Zhenjun, our host is only over [-] years old, and still young, please be tolerant if there is anything, so as not to scare the children."

Su Zhenjun pulled him away, and asked seriously: "How did you come up with that idea? Using snakeskin, sequins, and jade toad silk satin that I used as the lining to make such an elegant and slender fishtail is simply too intriguing." The texture is perfect, it perfectly matches the temperament of that small thousand world, and matches the shape of the upper body with bare fruits, and there is a kind of primitive and rough wild beauty..."

"Wait," Qing Jing listened for a long time before he understood what he meant. Looking at the Yangshen Zhenjun who looked normal on the outside but had an artistic temperament on the inside, he hurriedly asked the question he cared about the most: "You don't blame me for tearing up." Broken clothes, haven't changed into the second outfit yet? Didn't you want to terminate the contract with our show?"

"Terminate the contract? Oh, Manager Zhang is in charge of that, and I'm just in charge of the design. Don't mention those useless ones, you are the most energetic host I have ever seen. Others will only simply dress up, and no one has ever been so thorough You ruined my design, and made it look like that... By the way, how thin are your legs, how did you squeeze them into that fish tail?"

"The legs are quite ordinary... At that time, I turned the legs into tails. The tails can be folded tightly together, and the folded place is thinner than the feet. The local people didn't notice it when they were put into the fish tail."

One of the two had a harmonious conversation about art and the other about technology. In the end, Su Zhenjun made a final decision: "I must make more wild, more avant-garde, more fashionable and design clothes in the next show. Fully reveal the advantages of your body, just wait!"

On the other side, Zhang Chengxu, the manager of Shangxian Pavilion, also discussed with Xue Zheng the sponsorship of the next program. Although the two of them talked not as passionately as artists, they had known each other for many years, and they had a good understanding. They quickly finalized the next small thousand world The problem of modifying the sponsorship method.

This trip to Shangxian Pavilion was not in vain. Regardless of the ratings of the second episode, with Su Zhenjun's recognition of his aesthetic taste, Qingjing's reputation as a host can be improved a lot, no longer just relying on an awl face I ate it.Xue Congjian was full of joy, silently thinking about how to expand the publicity while walking, but he didn't want to suddenly jump down from a restaurant on the side of the road, a man with an ordinary appearance and no cultivation level, stopped them on the street and asked: Is it Qing Jing, the host of the Journey to the Heavens and Worlds program?"

Qing Jing nodded blankly, and when he saw the man's fanatical gaze, he realized in an instant—this is his fan!The first fan!Too bad, he hasn't started to practice his signature yet, what should he do if his calligraphy doesn't look good?Will fans think he is uneducated?

Fortunately, he is still in human body now, if the original shape is not correct, he will be entangled to the point of tying himself into a knot.

But the fans didn't ask him for an autograph. Instead, they took out a magic bag and threw it into Xue Zhengeng's hand, raised his hand to hold his arm, and said aloofly: "In it are Liuli Konghuo, Yuehuacao, and Ningyuan. Dan, the thousand-year-old Hemerocallis, I want this snake."

"You are presumptuous!" Xue engaged in Qiqing's face, turned his hand and took out a small flag, waved it lightly, and a monk's soul entangled in black energy was released from the flag, rushing towards the fake fan with a long howl .

Qing Jing called out the flying sword to resist, but the man didn't know what cultivation level it was, so he only flicked the flying sword a few times in his hand, and couldn't release it at all.The monk Yuan Ling summoned by Xue Congjian was also scattered by his palm. The man sneered, turned his palm to Xue Congjian's chest, and pulled Qing Jing to leave.

Xue Congjian was so anxious that she almost vomited blood, and threw out the magic weapon on her body like money, transforming a whole street into a dark and gloomy haunted house in broad daylight.Who would have thought that the kidnapper would be so powerful that he could even block the Huangquan Reincarnation Orb at the bottom of the box, dragging the only host of their company out of the range of the Bone Reincarnation move.

Before Qing Jing could enjoy the benefits of being famous, he encountered a pervert, was dragged to death, and was attacked indiscriminately by Xue's magic weapon.It's a pity that the past is the past, and it's too late to restore it.Moreover, his cultivation base is too low, and he can be regarded as the peak level in the small thousand world where the Dao is incomplete and difficult to practice. make...

The word "scandal" flashed brightly in front of his eyes, thinking about how quickly he could become famous with the speed of information transmission in Yuan Yang Da World, he couldn't help but light a row of candles for himself.

Just when he had decided to accept his fate, the cultivator suddenly stopped and looked towards a certain direction in the sky vigilantly.Naturally, Qing Jing didn't have such strong sense and premonition as he did, so he followed him to look in that direction, but saw that his eyes were sore and his neck was stiff, but he didn't see anything, so he lowered his head and rubbed his eyes angrily.

As soon as he bowed his head, his arm suddenly loosened, and when he opened his eyes again, the monk was already lying on the side of the road, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

This is simply a supernatural event!

Qing Jing opened his eyes wide and looked around, and suddenly caught sight of a tall and slender figure from the corner of his eyes.That figure was as far away as if it was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and it was as weak as a phantom in his mind, but the walking posture, the size of the steps and even the swing of the arms were all impossible for him to mistakenly recognize.

Qing Jing suddenly forgot that he had just escaped from the snake dealer, and he didn't think about how far his cultivation base was from this perverted black fan, and he didn't even remember to use flying swords instead of walking, throwing his legs away I chased after him, and shouted while chasing: "Stop! Wait for me! Well, I am Qingjing, I am your golden python... Is it you, you have seen my round light, do you think so?" I'm coming, aren't you? You stop..."

That figure didn't stop, he only took a few steps after him, and the misty and illusory figure was far out of his sight, no matter how hard he chased, he couldn't catch up.Qing Jing ran along that road for a long time, only to remember that he was still holding the flying sword in his hand, raised his hand and threw it out, jumped on it and walked with the sword.

He didn't have any destination, so he tried his best to fly down in the direction where the figure disappeared.