Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 1065

I froze for a whole night on the stone path. I wanted to practice but because my head was full of flames, I was so upset that I couldn't settle down.

But if you don't practice, this time Xiafeng is soaring to the height of the clouds, and the domineering chill at night penetrates into your bones.

Ai Xiang was so entangled in the cold that she finally took a nap when it was almost dawn.

But not long after she fell asleep, she was awakened by a huge sound of bird wings flapping over her head.

Ai Xiang hurriedly stood up, raised her head and looked up at the sky.

I saw a group of huge cranes flapping their wings and flying overhead.

On the back of the leading crane, Yan Yan was surrounded by a group of monks wearing snow-white monk cloaks, turned around a peak, and disappeared.

Ai Xiang stood there blankly, holding her arm that was almost frozen from the cold and hadn't recovered yet, staring blankly at the direction in which the group of cranes disappeared.

At this moment, Ai Xiang finally believed it.

Yanyan has climbed to a place where she can't reach.

Gritting her teeth hard, Ai Xiang walked down the hill along the stone steps holding her skirt.

Having been frozen all night, Ai Xiang especially misses the Lingmai porridge in Zongmen.

That's right, she hasn't completely fasted her grains until now, and she still needs to eat some spirit wheat every two or three days to maintain her body's needs.

But this is a normal thing in the eyes of Fairy Shaofei and her senior sisters.

Ai Xiang has only been in the sect for two years, she practiced late, and her spiritual root aptitude is not particularly good, so it is understandable that she has not yet broken through the Qi refining stage.

Ai Xiang only had one low-level energy-replenishing pill left in her purse, and she was reluctant to eat it.

There were originally two pieces, but she had already eaten one yesterday in pursuit of Yanyan, and only this one was left, so she could only slowly walk through the forest faster with her own tiny spiritual energy.

Thinking of Yan Yan's cool attitude, and the fact that she lost a Qi Bu Pill but didn't return anything, Ai Xiang's teeth itch with hatred, and her flesh hurts.

No, she must make up for this shortfall!

Ai Xiang is a member of the Yao family, and is very good at memory routes.

The people of the Yao tribe travel through the deep mountains and old forests all year round to collect various medicines, that is, the ability to direction and remember routes has been engraved in the genes of the people of the Yao tribe, and it has become a skill that the people of the Yao tribe will be born with.

Ai Xiang walked for more than half a day in the high mountains and dense forests before finding the place where her sect lived.

This is a very common Zhike courtyard, and the place is relatively remote, but there are a few stone houses built on a large flowery rock protruding halfway up the mountain.

Fortunately, Tianbei Island also provided simple bedding and daily utensils.

The female disciple of Tianbei Island who brought them here the day before yesterday said that in a few days it will be the Dao Contest on Tianbei Island. In the past few days, there are a lot of disciples from the big sect who are famous in the world. The hospital can't accommodate them, so they can only be placed in this place.

Despite such obvious negligence, Fairy Shaofei is still very grateful to the female disciple on the island of sorrow that day.

In fact, Ai Xiang knew that Fairy Shaofei brought their seniors and sisters to Tianbei Island, but she was not invited to participate in Tianbei Island to open the door and ask.

Fairy Shaofei brought their homeless female disciples to ask their former acquaintances for a place to stay.

Fairy Shaofei went to see that person yesterday, but she didn't come back with her, and she didn't know if she had borrowed a place to stay...

Thinking about these things, Ai Xiang has already returned to the simple stone courtyard where her teachers and sisters live.

As soon as she entered the yard, a tall woman rushed out of a small stone room next to her.

Seeing Ai Xiang, the woman scolded with furious eyebrows: "Where did you go wild all night, and you know how to come back!"

Ai Xiang was in a bad mood at the moment, without lifting her eyelids, she raised her legs and walked into the big stone house where she lived.

The woman is so angry that she will pull Ai Xiang when she catches up.

Ai Xiang turned around abruptly, staring with her white eyes:
"Don't touch me! If you hurt me, no one will help you find the elixir. First think about the two qi-replenishing pills in your pocket. You hurt me, and the master wants to make alchemy. You lead others to find the medicine." !"

Threatened by Ai Xiang, the woman just now stood in place immediately, her face was flushed red but she didn't speak any more, she just held her breath in her chest, her swollen chest obviously heaved and heaved.

The woman stood poking at the door, her eyes pressed against Ai Xiang like a drill.

Ai Xiang ignored her, sat cross-legged on the Datong bunk, and lay down on the kang table as if boneless: "I'm hungry, who will cook me a bowl of porridge?"

A female cultivator who was about the same age as the previous female monk came in outside the door, and responded with a smile: "Ai Xiang is back, you are hungry, you wait, the second senior sister will cook porridge for you."

After finishing speaking, the female cultivator who claimed to be the second senior sister exited the room, and dragged away the female cultivator who was standing at the door and blushing angrily.

After dragging all the way to the small firewood room at the back, the second senior sister let go of her hand and persuaded in a low voice:
"Why are you so angry with her! It's been a few days since you came out, and you still don't know what kind of virtue this little hoof is? We have no roots now, and Master has to rely on her to find medicine for alchemy, so just bear with it!"

The female cultivator stared at her beautiful eyebrows: "If you rely on her again, there must be a rule. What kind of place is this? This is Tianbei Island! If you make a mistake and provoke a famous family, we can afford it?"

Before she finished speaking, the nun's eyes were red: "Seeing that Master is worrying about finding a place for us to live in, he is getting more and more haggard. This rambunctious hoof is good. If you don't think about sharing Master's worries, let it be, and don't let Master worry... ..."

Thinking of Fairy Shaofei's thin and thin back when she stood on the edge of the cliff in the early morning and looked into the distance, the female cultivator couldn't help covering her mouth and sobbing in a low voice.

The Second Senior Sister has already used her spiritual power to ignite the flames, lit the leftover firewood in the hearth, and put the spirit wheat she brought with her into the pottery cauldron.

Turning around, gently pressing the palm of the hand on the shoulder of the weeping girl, sighing: "I know, these days you help the master take care of the junior sisters hard. No way, who calls you a senior sister, the master also relies on you to help What about her?"

While the second senior sister persuaded, she stirred the Lingmai white porridge in the clay pot, and soon the aroma of wheat filled the small kitchen.

"After this period of time, Master finds a place to stay, and we'll be fine!"

While the two senior sisters were talking, the second senior sister had already poured the porridge into the pottery bowl neatly, turned around, and saw the senior sister sitting there with red eyes in a daze.

The second senior sister patted her on the shoulder and went out with the porridge.

Back in the front yard, the second senior sister stepped into the stone house just now, but saw that Ai Xiang was gone from the kang table.

She turned around and asked some younger junior sisters who were playing pebbles in the yard: "Where's Ai Xiang?"

A chubby little junior sister pointed to a nearby stone room with a closed door: "Master just sent Ai Xiang over."

Inside the stone house.

Shao Fei, dressed in snow-white monk clothes, sat cross-legged beside the stone table, looked at Ai Xiang, who was kneeling on the futon, and asked gently: "Where did you go last night? Your senior sisters are worried about you. "

At this moment, Ai Xiang doesn't have the arrogance and domineering towards the elder sister just now.Shrugging her shoulders, when she raised her head, there was already a thin layer of water vapor in her eyes, with an aggrieved and pitiful look.

"Guess master, who did the disciple see?"

　It's the last day of May, please ask for a ticket, please~~ Good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)