"Yuan Qing, Xuan Ya, you are the second and sixth disciples of this generation, why do you have to rush to collect medicine?

Du Linfeng Liu Yan'er, Xiaolingfeng Wang Qi, hmm...... He is also one of the top twenty talents of this generation, why are they all in a hurry to go to Chaos Baolin?

Beiju Luzhou is not a good place, no one went there the first two times......

Huh?"

In the corner of the Baifan Palace, the female fairy who was full of wine tilted her head, glared at Li Changshou who was standing behind the four dazzling young disciples, looked down at the bamboo strip in her hand, looked up at Li Changshou, repeated it twice, and her face gradually became gloomy.

"Xiao Qiongfeng, Li Changshou.

What are you cultivating? Why did you go to the Miasma Baolin as soon as you turned into a god of the ninth order?

Go and go, go and fight those shrimp demons in the East China Sea!"

This female fairy is outspoken and ruthless, but she is also very reasonable, obviously for the sake of Li Changshou's safety.

The female fairy has two wine bottles, one large and one small, hanging on her waist, and her dress is also very simple, with long pants, short shirts, and light brown medium and short hair, which is also a rare outlier in the group of female qi refiners with three thousand green silk and long hair.

In terms of image and temperament, he is very much like a miscellaneous disciple who has been oppressed for a long time and has been forced to give up on himself.

Fortunately, her slender waist tied with strips of cloth, as well as the linen shirt that was about to be torn, and the little coercion on her body from time to time, can make people directly understand that this is a female fairy who is not weak.

This humane Jiu Jiu, a member of the Heaven Breaking Peak Sect, looks like he is in his early twenties, but he is actually eight or nine hundred years old, and he has been an immortal for more than six hundred years.

She was the only one in the gate guarding the Miasma Baolin in Beiju Luzhou, which showed that her strength was extraordinary.

Li Changshou looked solemn, bowed to the famous wine immortal, and said: "Uncle winemaker, the disciple needs to find a few herbs, and one can only be found in Beiju Luzhou, and this time I have to bother Uncle Winemaker." ”

"What herbs?"

The corners of the female fairy's mouth twitched, and there was a little disgust on her face that was actually very beautiful, "I have a little affection for your master, give you this, and take it to the Qiling Elder of the Daozang Pavilion." ”

As she spoke, the female fairy touched a piece of jade from her wine-stained shirt and threw it to Li Changshou.

"Just count my monthly payment and get the herbs you are looking for!

Beiju Luzhou is also what you, the ninth order of the god can go?

If you really die there, I will be deducted ten years of wine money, and your crying master will definitely come to me crying......

Uh, it's annoying to think about!"

The two men and two women on the side were slightly surprised, and their eyes fell on the jade piece.

The identity jade plate of the elder in the sect was so easily given to a non-homogeneous disciple of the ninth order of the god transformation?

"Uncle Shi," Li Changshou smiled bitterly, took two steps forward with the jade piece in his hand, and handed the jade piece back to the female immortal, "If there is a choice, the disciple does not want to go to Beiju Luzhou to adventure, but this time it is really helpless."

According to the rules of the door, Uncle Shi could not refuse the disciple's request to go out to practice, and asked Uncle Shi to fulfill it. ”

Jiu Jiu frowned slightly, looked at the junior in front of him who bowed his head and saluted, snorted, and snatched the jade piece back casually.

"Really! Who is that, Yuan Qing and Xuan Ya. ”

The girl in the fiery red fairy skirt and the polite young qi refiner replied at the same time: "The disciple is here!"

Jiu Jiu said angrily: "If you two have the spare energy, help take care of him." ”

"Disciple commands," Youqin Xuanya agreed expressionlessly.

"Uncle don't worry," Yuan Qing cast a little kind look at Li Changshou, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was quite gentle, "I will definitely take care of Senior Brother Changshou." ”

Jiu Jiu couldn't help but hold his forehead with one hand, and complained to Li Changshou: "He started earlier than you and Xuanya."

Really, Li Changshou, how did you do it, you haven't reached the realm of returning to the void after more than a hundred years of cultivation...... Never mind.

With the conditions of your little Qiongfeng, it's not bad that you can keep up with most of the disciples. ”

"Uh," Yuan Qing looked embarrassed, but quickly bowed, "I'm sorry, don't blame Senior Brother Changshou." ”

Li Changshou shook his head with a smile, and he also felt some emotion in his heart.

A woman with facial paralysis and a warm man, this pair is also very compatible......

But it has nothing to do with me.

Li Changshou suddenly felt two eyes that didn't have much kindness, he didn't explore anything, calmly thanked Jiu Jiu, turned around and bowed to Youqin Xuanya and Yuan Qing, and then retreated behind the four of them and stood quietly.

Those two glances were naturally cast by the other two.

——Liu Yan'er, who was dressed in a light yellow Luo skirt, and Wang Qi, who was dressed in a cyan robe, were both top-ranked masters of returning to the void realm among the disciples of this generation, and they were two excellent immortal seedlings.

Although their gaze just now did not have good intentions, they did not have too much malice, at most they were a little disgusted.

Li Changshou stood quietly, listening to the sound of breaking the air outside, and groups of disciples rose into the air under the support of the immortals.

He also separated a wisp of spiritual consciousness and checked a few storage tools on his body.

This is not a habit of being good at tidying up, but it is necessary to store the elixirs and ritual utensils in different categories; the objects stored in these ritual vessels are actually exactly the same, and the elixirs, ritual weapons, spirit stones, etc., are all divided into three equal parts.

The bracelet on the wrist of the left hand is the main storage device, and the pendant around the neck is a spare storage device just in case, and the cloth bag tied to the thigh is a reserve and reserve storage device just in case......

It's always right to go out for training and make more preparations, especially if you still have to go to a dangerous place like Beiju Luzhou.

This time, Li Changshou also brought most of his family wealth with him.

The other half gave the younger sister self-defense.

......

Half a day later, a huge gourd slowly rose into the air in front of the hall.

The Jiujiu Immortal stood above the mouth of the gourd with his arms crossed, his momentum was quite extraordinary, and several young disciples stood quietly all over the gourd, all standing steadily.

When the gourd flew out of the big array, the Jiujiu Immortal pinched the magic seal with both hands, and the wine gourd emitted wisps of light green light, and a thin film was arranged on the periphery to isolate the external wind.

Then pointing a little to the northwest, the wine gourd began to slowly accelerate.

"Relax, don't be nervous, there are not so many rules when you get out of the mountain gate. ”

Jiu Jiu yawned, sat down at the mouth of the gourd, put his two calves on both sides of the mouth of the gourd, leaned back without any image, and picked up the wine gourd on his waist, with a satisfied smile on his mouth.

Taking a sip slowly, Jiu Jiu's face flushed slightly, turning his moans into the wind, and his whole person exuded a sense of satisfaction and comfort, and then turned his head to look at the five young disciples behind him.

The farthest away from her was Li Changshou, who was sitting at the back of the gourd.

Li Changshou was separated from the others by a short distance, and his body remained tense, and he did not meditate and practice like the others, and pressed two yellow paper talismans on the tips of his left fingers.

Liu Yan'er and Wang Qi were in the middle of the gourd, and they were also quietly pranayama at the moment.

The closest to Jiu Jiu was Youqin Xuanya, who was meditating a foot behind Jiu Jiu, and the big sword was also horizontal in front of her.

Behind Youqin Xuanya, the personable Yuan Qingzheng said softly: "Senior sister, this time I will definitely help you find the fire-weary Mingxin Grass." ”

Youqin Xuanya frowned slightly, and said indifferently: "Senior Brother Yuanqing doesn't have to worry about me, this is my own cultivation, and there is no need for others to interfere." ”

Yuan Qing smiled gently, "One more person always has one more chance." ”

Youqin Xuanya didn't say much, and continued to meditate with her eyes closed, surrounded by wisps of flame-like aura around her body, and there were no dead ends in beauty.

"Snort," Jiu Jiu was also watching Yile, raising his eyebrows at Yuan Qing;

Yuan Qing made a helpless expression and continued to meditate three feet behind Youqin Xuanya, the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually faded.

'Tsk, it's another good show where the leaves are affectionate and the flowing water is unintentional. ’

Jiu Jiu took a sip of immortal wine, and the aftertaste was endless, but he could only reluctantly hang the gourd back on his waist.

She leaned on the edge of the gourd's mouth, looking up at the clouds under the blue sky, slightly distracted.

After flying like this for a while, Jiu Jiu couldn't help but touch the gourd on his waist, but he hesitated and paused, and said there: "It will take two days and three nights to fly to Beiju Luzhou, so you plan to meditate like this?"

That Wang Qi, sing a little song to Uncle Shi. ”

"Uncle Winemaker...... Wang Qi in the back said busily, "How can I sing?"

Jiu Jiu suddenly looked disgusted, "Then which of you will live a long life, will you?"

Li Changshou shook his head solemnly, but instead used the method of transmitting voices, and reminded Jiu Jiu: "Senior uncle, there seems to be a figure in the clouds behind you. ”

"Huh?"

Jiu Jiu looked up, and quietly said back to Li Changshou: "In the huge land of Wubu Continent, there are countless Qi Refiners who can fly to the sky and escape to the earth, don't make a fuss, this place is not far from our Immortal Gate." ”

Having said that, Jiu Jiu still spread out his immortal sense, and after a while, the speed of the big gourd Yukong also began to slow down steadily.

After another moment, the big gourd was suspended in the air and did not move, Jiu Jiu still sat there loosely, and shouted loudly: "I don't know what this Taoist friend on the cloud has been with us for so long, what is the matter?"

Suddenly, the four people meditating on the gourd immediately opened their eyes, and Li Changshou, who had been observing the back, retracted his right hand into his sleeve, and his fingers buckled his storage weapon.

On the clouds behind, a burly figure flew out, this person was wearing chain mail, his face was rough, the breath above and below his body was condensed and heavy, and a huge plate axe hung on his back.

'Immortals?'

Li Changshou sensed carefully, this person seemed to have not been an immortal for a long time, and he didn't give himself much coercion.

After a hundred zhang, the burly man clenched his fists at Jiu Jiu, and said loudly: "I am the former guard of the Honglin National Palace of the Eastern Shenzhou, and I am here to protect Her Royal Highness the Sixth Princess.

"Six princesses?"

Jiu Jiu tilted his head and looked at the two female disciples behind him;

Li Changshou's gaze also subconsciously fell on Liu Yan'er, who had a slightly round face and a little fireworks, but Liu Yan'er looked directly at another young female disciple......

I heard Youqin Xuanya say in an extremely cold tone:

"Go back, don't bother with me. ”

Princess?

Suddenly appeared when they were about to go to Beiju Luzhou?

Li Changshou shrugged the tip of his nose lightly and sniffed it...... The taste of some kind of routine.