The Second Immortal Road

After flying in one direction for a while, the Taoist suddenly remembered something, and warned to Zhu Lingqin: "Boy, you remember, the master of the library is an elder of this sect. Although he usually doesn't care, he is The head of this sect does not dare to make trouble in front of him. If you see the pavilion master later, don't talk nonsense and be respectful!"

"Yes, thanks Xianchang for reminding!" Zhu Lingqin nodded decisively.

The current Zhu Lingqin and Han Ming are quite similar when they arrived at the Star Sect, with a heart of awe, respectfulness, and dare not look around indiscriminately.

After flying for a short period of time, the Taoist priest in the Qi training period took Zhu Lingqin to the mountain where the inner peak of the Shengxingzong Bookstore Pavilion was located, and he obtained the qualification to enter the inner school, and took Zhu Lingqin to the book collection. The mountain where the pavilion is located.

Landing on the stone platform in front of Zangshu Pavilion, the Taoist priest arched his hand at a girl in a jade skirt lying on a rocking chair. I hope Senior Sister will inform the pavilion master!"

The girl in the green skirt slowly opened a pair of Danfeng eyes, glanced casually at the Taoist priest, then focused on Zhu Lingqin, and said faintly: "Know, leave him here, you go down first. , Master is collecting merits and can be summoned later."

"Yes, Senior Sister Qin!" The Taoist nodded, bowed his hand again, and took another look at Zhu Lingqin, before releasing the Qingye magical artifact and flying away.

After the Taoist priest left, the sister surnamed Qin slowly stood up, holding her delicate chin, and looking around Zhu Lingqin, with a feeling of scrutiny.

Before the Wu Kingdom was destroyed, Zhu Lingqin was the only son of the Patriarch, and was the young master of the Zhu family. He grew up in the beauties since he was a child. In addition, he has a very good skin and looks like a big brother back then. Let him have his own way of molesting little girls at a young age. But now being scrutinized by a cultivator, he is very nervous. He has forgotten the deceptive skills he used to be proud of.

"I really can't see what's special about you kid, you can let the master who has been retreating all the year round!" Senior Sister Qin said weirdly.

Zhu Lingqin continued to lower his head, looking at his toes.

Seeing Zhu Lingqin's imprisonment, Senior Sister Qin seemed to lose her interest, and said, "Let's go, dirty child, you are too sloppy, come with me to wash in the spring water of Houshan, so you can't go to see Master! "

Zhu Lingqin nodded, holding the Buddha statue on the back with one hand, holding her left leg with the other, and then walked towards Senior Sister Qin towards the back mountain of the library, but before they took a few steps, a blue talisman came from the library. Flew out and suspended in front of Senior Sister Qin.

After beckoning Fu Zhuan into her hand, a hint of surprise appeared on Senior Sister Qin's face, and she turned to Zhu Lingqin and said, "Let’s go, kid, Master is out of the customs, I’m going to see you now!", finished. , The Cuiqun Sister walked straight to the library.

Zhu Lingqin hesitated and limped along with Senior Sister Qin.

Entering the library of books, Zhu Lingqin looked at the faint yellow stone steps leading to the underground, and was very surprised that the grand master of the library of books lived in such a place, which was as big as the palace filled with immortality he imagined. Does not match.

It is like a residence for people who live in seclusion without asking the world.

After stepping out of the steps, Zhu Lingqin found that the library underground was smaller than he had imagined. There were only a few stone chambers. Except for the second one, which was somewhat tidy, all the others were covered with a fine layer of dust.

Gently pushing open the second stone gate, Senior Sister Qin led Zhu Lingqin into the stone room, and at a glance, she saw the figure sitting in a dreadful face and hiding in the misty smoke in the small stone room.

This is a female cultivator wearing an emerald green dress and a tall hair bun. Although blocked by layers of smoke, Zhu Lingqin can still vaguely see her face as creamy, her mouth is like a pill, and her eyes are like stars. .

"Listen to the people below, you are entrusted by others to come to find Duanmu Palm Pavilion. What is the so-called? Who entrusts you?" The woman on the stone bed slowly said, her voice was ethereal, although she was close at hand, but Zhu Lingqinyi I heard it, but it felt like it had been uploaded from nine days, without any smoke.

This is the temperament that a fairy should have in Zhu Lingqin's heart. It is out of reach. I met a cultivator before, either with insufficient appearance or insufficient temperament, and none of them are fairies.

Of course, although Zhu Lingqin was astonished in her heart, she still did not dare to make a mistake. He respectfully bowed to the woman on the stone bed, and then said: "Enjoy the immortal long, the villain is indeed entrusted by his own master. Come to Sheng Xingzong to find the Duanmu Pavilion Master!"

"What's the matter?" The woman continued to speak without any smoke.

When Zhu Lingqin heard this, there was a little embarrassment on his face, and after thinking about it, he said: "Qi, the immortal, the teacher is the old friend of Duanmu Zhangge, only let the villain talk to Duanmu Zhangge!"

"The front wooden palm pavilion has emerged for decades, you are afraid you won't see him!" The woman on the stone bed shook her head silently, and then added: "If there is anything you can tell me, I am Duanmu. The head of the pavilion is a named disciple, if your master and Duanmu head of the pavilion really have an acquaintance, I can replace the dead teacher."

"Duanmuzhangge is sitting down!" Zhu Lingqin was taken aback when he heard the words, and was a little anxious. That Duanmuzhangge was his master, so why was he sitting down?

I don't know what kind of emotions his cheap master will feel when he knows that his master will sit down!

"You can tell me what you are looking for in Duanmu Palm Pavilion!" The woman on the stone bed continued to speak slowly.

Zhu Lingqin was silent for a while, and after hesitating for a moment, he bowed to the woman on the stone bed: "Enjoy the immortal long, before leaving, explain to the teacher, this matter can only be told to Duanmuzhangge, if you can't find Duanmuzhang In the case of Ge, you can find a senior named Chun'er. I wonder if the immortal Chang can know this immortal Chang'er!"

Hearing Zhu Lingqin’s words, the female cultivator on the stone bed seemed to have thought of something, her complexion changed, she stood up suddenly, and she reached Zhu Lingqin’s side with a flash, and asked in a deep voice: "After looking for the Duanmu Palm Pavilion Looking for her again? Who is your master? How did you meet your master? What did he look like? Was he surnamed Han?"

The female nun on the stone bed suddenly ran to the front, really shocked Zhu Lingqin, she was about to fall to the ground subconsciously, but she did not expect that she would be supported by the Buddha statue tied to her body before she sat down. .

"Master, what's wrong, is there any problem with this child!" Senior Sister Qin walked up, her face full of concern. She still had some understanding of her master. There are seldom disturbances, even if there is a disturbance, it will not be shown. The last time I was so moved because I learned the news of Duanmu Zhangge's sitting!

"I'm asking you, who is your master, but the surname is Han!" The girl in the green skirt said in a deep voice.

"The master is so mysterious. He appeared suddenly, holding my collar and picking me up!" Zhu Lingqin was very flustered, as if frightened, and tremblingly wanted to retreat, but he did not expect to be The Buddha image resisted: "Let me come to Duanmuzhang Pavilion. If I can't find it, I will find Chun'er, and I will come!"

Because Zhu Lingqin’s father is a cultivator, he can usually popularize some unpopular skills for him. For example, when you meet a high-level cultivator, you must not lie or say a word, if you want to confuse your audience. , You have to tell the truth.

But telling the truth does not mean confessing everything about yourself. It is completely comparable to avoid the importance. It is important to pass over, deliberately confuse, and use various language skills and clever tricks to detect the true and false spells of the words.

Hearing Zhu Lingqin's explanation, the girl in the green skirt was silent for a while, did not continue to press Zhu Lingqin, but looked at the Buddha statue behind him.

After a glance, the lady in the emerald skirt brightened her eyes, patted a palm lightly, and instantly swept away the rocks around the Buddha statue, revealing Han Ming, whose vestments and storage bags had turned into red gold.

"Senior Brother Han!" Seeing Han Ming's golden body, the female cultivator in the green skirt was shocked, and she waved her hand to pull the golden body from Zhu Lingqin's back.

"Who gave this golden image to you, but he himself? He is now, why did he bring this golden image to Duanmu Zhangge or Chun'er, but he encountered any danger and asked you to come for help!" The sister of the green skirt looked at the lifelike golden statue, stared at Zhu Lingqin again and asked.

Zhu Lingqin was a little weird in his heart. The master of the library did not seem to realize that the golden statue was his master himself, and thought it was just an ordinary golden statue!

"The master's appearance is indeed the appearance of this golden statue. He just asked me to come to Duanmuzhang Pavilion or Chuner Immortal Chang. After seeing it, he will give them this golden statue. I don't know about the others!" Zhu Ling Qinwei replied tremblingly, as panicked as the first time he saw Han Ming. From the surface, it was indeed like a trembling little furry boy.

The girl in the green skirt pondered for a while, and then looked at the golden statue. There was a hint of resentment on her face, and she said with a slight annoyance: "If you can't find it, please find Chun'er? Let's go, I'll take you to see you. That Chuner is a fairy!"

The appearance of the girl in the green skirt made Zhu Lingqin a little weird. He secretly speculated that the existence of this fairy would not be the romantic debt of his cheap master, but he did not expect that his master looks mediocre, but he can match this. Such beautiful women have grievances and hatreds.

Annoyed for a while, the sister of the green skirt did not dislike Zhu Lingqin's dirty body, she directly rolled up a light, pulled it to the side, and left the underground library of the library. Another place of the Chaosheng Xingzong called Cangyoufeng The mountains flew away.

Only leaving the senior sister Qin in place, with a look of surprise, she secretly guessed what the origin of the black boy was, and who the golden statue was, that made her ancestor so moved.

"Sister Han, Yu Yanluan has something to ask for!" The Cuiqun female cultivator took out a sound transmission talisman, whispered, and hit the sound transmission talisman against a cave at the top of Cangyou Peak.

The sound transmission talisman entered, like a clay cow entering the sea, without a slight fluctuation, the people inside seemed to be too lazy to pay attention to the master of the library.

"Senior Sister Han, there is news from Senior Brother Han here!" Yu Yanluan whispered again, punching a sound transmission talisman into the cave.

This sound transmission talisman was only hit for a moment, and a ghost mixed with red flew out of the cave, condensed slightly towards the middle, and turned into a faint white figure, wearing a large black robe, with a look on his face. The veil makes it hard to see whether it is a man or a woman.

"Say!" The black robe man said concisely~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The hoarse voice came out from under the black robe, it was very cold, almost without any emotion.

"This child came from Wu Guo and sent a statue of Senior Brother Han, saying that Senior Brother Han asked him to send it, and give it to Master Duanmu or Senior Sister Han!" Yu Yanluo explained as quickly as possible.

"The son asked him to send it?" The coldness in the black robe man's tone disappeared, replaced by an unconcealable joy.

"According to what he said, this is indeed the case. Brother Han has accepted him as a disciple!" Yu Yanluan continued to explain.

As soon as Yu Yanluo's voice fell, the black-robed man rolled up a large black ghost, covering Zhu Lingqin and Han Mingjin and flew back to the cave in an instant, but the cold tone echoed outside: "You can go back. Yes! But I advise you to put your hair down, or the son will come back, let's see how you explain it!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Yanluan's expression changed a lot, and her heart became more annoyed.

Staring at Chun'er Dongfu for a long time, Yu Yan stomped her feet in angrily, waved her hand, and flew back towards the library. The Second World Fairy Way