It is said that I was once a big man [Quick Transmigration]

The long-lost tranquility of this place, which has been rumored to be sheltered by immortals since ancient times, was broken. The powerful coercion released by the two made the fish in the ice lake flee.

Jun Feiye sighed, returned to the small room, and said to his old father Jun Rushan, "Go in and talk."

Jun Rushan looked at the interior environment of the fishing village hut, saw that the house was clean and tidy, even the table was spotless, he was a little satisfied, thinking that the mortal still has some merits, at least he is very virtuous in housekeeping.Even if Jun Feiye marries a female cultivator, that female cultivator may not be willing to do these things if she wants to cultivate herself. The cultivation world respects the strong, and those who do these things are outer disciples and servants of miscellaneous spirit roots.

Jun Rushan didn't express his thoughts, but saw Jun Feiye skillfully put down the fishing net as soon as he entered the door, and began to do housework, such as sweeping the floor, cleaning the table and cooking. Anyone with long eyes can see that Jun Feiye's technique is very clever. Proficient, and the formulas are recited properly.

"This... you are the one who makes these vulgar things?" At the beginning, the imagination that he thought was overturned, and Jun Rushan's face turned black in an instant, so his son was working while fishing to support his family, and that mortal really didn't touch his fingers Yangchun water?

"Ayun is weak and sick, of course I will do it." Of course, even if his Ayun is alive and kicking, Jun Feiye is reluctant to let the other party do these things. What's wrong with doing something.

Jun Feiye was processing the beef in the kitchen. He didn't forget that Ayun said this morning that he wanted to eat roast beef.

Looking at his son's proficient posture, why a young monk who has been bigu for many years can cook, and he can figure out who it is for with his toes. What ecstasy soup.

Looking at the sword hanging on the wall in the back room—the Hate Water Sword, Jun Rushan almost fainted, "Nie Zi! The Hate Water Sword is your natal magic weapon, you just hang it on the wall as a decoration, you are so worthy of the patriarch Teaching? You are a swordsman, how many years have you not practiced swords?"

At this point, Jun Rushan really felt heartbroken to marry his daughter.

His son was originally dedicated to the sword, and he was the head of the fairy sect with a bright future among his peers. After accepting a mission from the sect, he never returned. His original pure heart was now filled with waste of love and love by that mortal. He doesn't even practice swords anymore, so he deserves to be called a swordsman!

Jun Feiye pursed his lips, he is a sword repairer, of course he loves swords, but he just loves Ayun more.

"How much has your cultivation retreated?" Jun Rushan was furious, and immediately squeezed out the gate of life in his son's palm, and released his consciousness to check.

Learning is like sailing against the current, you will retreat if you don’t advance, and the same is true for cultivation. If you slack off a little, you will regress in your cultivation. Even if you are a genius, there is no such thing as a beautiful thing that you do nothing and your realm grows rapidly, unless the patriarch treats you to eat!

But to Jun Rushan's surprise, his son's cultivation base did not regress, but instead reached the peak of Jindan from the early stage of Jindan!It will only take a few years for Jun Feiye to go and never return. Even in the Immortal Sect, this kind of cultivation progress is scary enough, and it will be suspected of some chance, let alone Jun Feiye's indulgence in such worldly feelings in the past few years. Not holding a sword at all.

Feeling absurd, Jun Rushan let go of his hand, and thought of a possibility, "Could it be that mortal has a dual-cultivation physique?" In the cultivation world, no matter men or women, as long as they are born in a cloudy year, a moon, and a cloudy day, they are naturally suitable for dual cultivation. Physique, so it is also very sought after by cultivators, and if they fit together, the realm can indeed change by leaps and bounds.

As soon as Jun Rushan thought this way, he immediately vetoed himself. It is impossible. Even if he has the physique of a furnace, the body of a mortal is too fragile to stop the desire of a cultivator, and he will be squeezed dry easily, so this affirmation Not the reason.

Seeing that his father was thinking a lot, Jun Feiye frowned slightly, and interrupted: "Father, don't think about it. My son and Ah Yun have not yet consummated their marriage."

After being married for such a long time without consummating the consummation, whether it is the son pitying the frailty of ordinary people, or the son is a saint in essence, Jun Rushan doesn't want to say anything about it.

Jun Feiye didn't hide it either: "My child is negligent in cultivation, but when I'm with Ayun, I often feel a sense of enlightenment..."

After listening to the conversation between the father and son, Yun Sang, who was a few miles away, withdrew his consciousness and stopped paying attention.

He knew what Jun Feiye was talking about. In the world of comprehension, epiphany is also a kind of practice.Some cultivators will have an epiphany when they see the fallen leaves return to their roots. Some cultivators will have an epiphany when they see the mayfly dying. I'm all east", and sometimes I will have an epiphany, and my cultivation will rise to a higher level all of a sudden.

Clouds and clouds, flowers blooming and ebbing, tide ebb and flow will have different effects in the eyes of different people. Some people regard it as a normal scene, while others will realize it when they break the rules.These gossips seem to be worthless, but they are beneficial. Yun Sang has broken through various bottlenecks with his comprehension since the beginning of his cultivation, so he is naturally quite good at attracting people into the country.

And Jun Feiye was originally talented and intelligent. He stayed in this peaceful and peaceful Taoyuan fishing village. After he calmed down, under the guidance of Yun Sang Qiaozuo Wuwu, Jun Feiye felt the changes of the four seasons in nature and the law of yin and yang. Naturally, there is often a sense of epiphany, and the cultivation base will increase without retreating. After all, Yun Sang does not want to drag down the cultivation base of a generation of proud.

The father and son chatted enthusiastically, but they envied a group of inner disciples in the foundation establishment period outside the door. They thought that Senior Brother Jun had a private family outside, fishing every day and wasting his cultivation, so his cultivation must have dropped several steps. Unexpectedly, it didn't happen, but went a step further, still leaving the peers far behind.

Brother is worthy of being a brother.

That night, Jun Feiye confessed his cultivation background to Yun Sang. Yun Sang was not surprised, he had expected such a day.If he had a son who was both talented and as beautiful as a flower, he wouldn't let the other party mess around without returning to the sect.

Jun Feiye was still stubbornly unwilling to go back, but was soon moved by Jun Rushan's words, "Do you want that mortal to live longer, then bring him back to the fairy gate, there are countless Heavenly spirits and earthly treasures can prolong his lifespan."

To Jun Feiye, the temptation to prolong the lifespan of a mortal is not insignificant.

So he decided to bring Ayun back to the sect, Yun Sang had nothing to do.

The day of departure is coming soon, Jun Feiye helps him to board the boat, not only Jun Feiye's younger brothers and sisters that Yun Sang has seen on board, but also many fresh faces, all young in appearance, ranging from ages to teens , full of restraint.

With a glance of Yun Sang's spiritual sense, he could tell at a glance that these people were all good seedlings that Junrushan was looking for nearby. After all, the master of a sect couldn't come to such a poor and remote place for nothing.All of these seedlings have been cut off from the secular world, some are in ragged clothes, and some are in rich clothes. Yun Sang even smells the aura of the royal family among them, and it is said that they are the Ninth Prince of Zihua Kingdom.

On this continent, those who have reached the master level can establish sects and even build a city. Under such a sharp edge, the royal family with great power on the ground is not as good as it is, so the prince who cannot inherit the throne, in the power In addition, they all chose to achieve Taoism and longevity, and even fought for their heads and blood in order to be favored by immortals.

As everyone knows, in the eyes of a cultivator, no matter whether you are a noble prince or not, you don’t need spiritual root aptitude. Ordinary people are the same as long as they enter the immortal sect. Unless they are geniuses with a single spiritual root, they have to work from the bottom up. climb.

Yun Sang was no stranger to this kind of scene.

On the contrary, among the inner disciples, there is a junior sister named Qin Miaomiao who seems to enjoy this feeling of superiority. She is unwilling to ride a boat in peace, so she steps on a talisman white crane and swims on the ice lake .

In fact, this kind of disposable white crane is not uncommon in the world of comprehension. You can buy one for [-] spirit stones, and you can travel thousands of miles a day with it. Countless monks will keep a few in their pockets for nothing.Of course, paper is not necessarily needed, Yun Sang folds it with his hands, and many things can fly, even faster.

But Qin Miaomiao's actions in front of a group of children who have not yet entered the fairy school can startle them in turn in amazement, and they all regard her as a fairy who came from nine days and came out of the world.

He didn't know that this person was only in the early stage of foundation establishment, and his cultivation base was considered to be the bottom among a group of inner disciples.As a sword cultivator, he should show off his sword skills, or perform a sword flight for these new recruits, but Qin Miaomiao is not good enough, so he can only give up the sword and choose a mount that can show beauty in all aspects white crane.

The spiritual power of the talisman paper white crane was about to disappear, so Qin Miaomiao got off the white crane and returned to the boat, taking a special look at the mortal surnamed Yun.She had just taken off within nine days, and she didn't miss the amazed eyes of those newly recruited disciples. Naturally, she thought that ordinary man surnamed Yun, a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, must also be amazed by her fairy family's methods.

As a result, when she cast her gaze, the mortal turned his back to her, and didn't look at her at all, as if he didn't care, he didn't look like a country bumpkin at all, which made her feel suffocated and felt that the show was for nothing.

What made her even more depressed was still to come. Senior Brother Jun intertwined with that mortal, and without hesitation exposed her tricks in front of everyone, "Ayun, do you want to fly in the sky? Junior Sister Qin's cultivation has just reached the full mark Ji, that's why I don't know how to control the sword, and the white crane can't get too much water vapor, if you want to go to the sky to see the scenery, I will take you with the sword." Jun Feiye noticed that this junior sister was suspected of showing off fairy skills to attract attention, and it was obvious that this He also knows this low-level technique, and he doesn't want Ayun's eyes to be taken away by others.

"I don't want to." Yun Sang said calmly, he can fly by himself, why does he need help from others.