[Wearing the Book] Sick Beauty Master Respects He Refuses to Be Cannon Fodder

Time gradually passed, Wei Zeming Zuoqiu Shuang, Pei Yiming Qin Shuang, Leng Huanqing Lianan, the three couples had happy events one after another, and the days passed by in a dull and happy way.

Ever since they got together, the stronger side has been deliberately slowing down the speed of cultivation, pressing down, but it is still inevitable to go to the heaven.

In order to balance the strength of the lower realm, if the ascended person is forced to stay in the lower realm, the powerful thunder will strike down without stopping until the spirit and soul are gone, and at the same time, he will lose the qualification to ascend forever.

Several people, Lu Yao and Pei Yiming, roughly calculated the time of ascension, and finally left before the young apprentices.

Auspicious auspiciousness descended from the sky, Brother Lu Yao and others reached the upper heaven realm in the midst of fairy music.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Xing Fan wearing white clothes, with his hands behind his back, and his usual bright smile on his face.Beside him was a man with a flute in his hand, playing soothing music slowly.

"Oh, it's finally here!"

"It made us wait so long."

Beside him, there were still a few people standing, and behind him was a group of men and women, all of whom were Lu Yao's uncles and uncles.

Xing Fan came up first, stretched out his arms and embraced several people, kissed one for a while, touched the head for another, and then pushed them.

"Hurry up, go to the holy pool to take a bath first. Your uncles and I have prepared a reception banquet, and we in Kunlun will celebrate it for a few days and nights!"

Pei Yiming: "...Master, there is no need to..."

Xing Fan waved his hand: "I haven't seen you in hundreds of years, what's wrong with everyone being so lively?"

Lu Yao looked at the senior brothers, they looked a little helpless, and finally walked towards the pond obediently, Xing Fan turned around, and waved to the senior brothers and friends who came to greet him: "Everyone, go eat and drink first. , I will bring these apprentices here tomorrow morning."

Several people from the same sect ascended together, which was unheard of in the heaven world. A group of people congratulated Xing Fan first, and then joined in the fun, and then slowly moved away.

After everyone had left, Xing Fan suddenly squatted on the ground, holding a piece of jade in his hand, rubbing against the ground continuously, making a crackling sound.

These brats could have come to accompany me in advance, but they dragged on for such a long time just to talk about love!

After ascension, except for death, there is a lot of time every day.

Take this little time...

As a single dog, he couldn't understand the meaning of it at all.

After working for a long time, the imbalance in his heart finally disappeared with the wind, and he returned to his fairy-like appearance. He walked to the pavilion beside him, took out a few plates of small snacks and ate them slowly, and put them in front of him on a transparent side. The crystal stone, on which there is a scene of a group of people cooking in the kitchen.

Stirring vegetables, turning spatulas, and low-pitched discussions are all mixed together, ordinary and beautiful, but unfortunately, what they are cooking is stewed pig's trotters.

Xing Fan just ate yesterday, and he lost his appetite. As soon as he moved his finger, the scene changed to something else. The people in it were wearing costumes and were singing the exciting part.

He paused momentarily to watch, his face resting on his elbow, eating in his relaxed mouth.

"Aren't your apprentices here? Why are you so deserted?"

Xing Fan's eyes lit up: "Buchen, why are you here? They went to the holy pool."

He was really happy, when he told Lu Yao and the others that he had connections, he meant the person in front of him.

Originally, the three of them were going to have their spirit bones removed, expelled to the heavens, and fell into the Hell of Yama to be tortured every day. Although it finally turned into a 100-year evisceration, after the pain, Xing Fan also forgot.

Standing up is another hero.

Bu Chen nodded. He had just come back and rushed over when he heard the news, only to see Xing Fan sitting here alone.

He flicked up his clothes and sat opposite, "Then I'll accompany you."

Xing Fan couldn't wish for it. As a master, he must be responsible for several apprentices, but it's too lonely to be alone, so the two slowly chatted about some random and interesting things.

Lu Yao and the others were soaking in the pool comfortably, feeling the flow of spiritual power quietly. Suddenly he felt a little strange, and looked up at the few people: "Just now...why didn't you see Uncle Six?"

Pei Yiming opened his eyes, and went through the picture just now in his mind, but it was indeed not there.

Wei Zeming speculated: "Didn't you know that you and Xiaoba are here, so you hid?"

Leng Huanqing's face froze when he heard the words, and bad memories flooded back.