The whole sect has been reborn

Chapter 150

Qin Ziyi at this time was actually very helpless.By the way, didn't the master and the brothers and sisters follow him to accompany him back to his hometown?Why did everyone start 'fighting' before he entered the city?

There is also the name of "Sacred Lotus of Anger" given by the master, ahem, ahem, it is really hard to describe.Can't you keep a low profile?
Moreover, didn't they see that the monks waiting to enter the city outside the Sifang Continent were all looking at them with strange eyes?

Qin Ziyi has already begun to doubt whether his master and his brothers and sisters came to Sifang Continent for him or to play.

Fortunately, there is a little junior sister who is very caring.

At this moment, Zhu Fu repeatedly greeted the master and brothers and sisters who had gone crazy.

"Master, brothers and sisters, stop making trouble. We are going to enter the city."

Ling Junqian ran back angrily, this always unscrupulous master was even more disrespectful now, he had to let Zhu Fu turn into a fire lotus to show the group of blind disciples.

"Um, lotus?"

Zhu Fu was a little embarrassed, but recalled the appearance of the iceberg snow lotus on the Beiyin Mountains, and moved his fingers, trying to make one.

Carefully recalling the appearance of the iceberg snow lotus, little by little flames "huh" came out from Zhu Fu's fingertips, swaying in the air.

Looking at Zhu Fu who closed his eyes tightly, Ling Junqian and the others were taken aback for a moment.

Wait, he just said that casually, but the little disciple actually made it out?real or fake? !
Zhong Kelian covered the excited Ling Junqian's mouth quickly with his eyes and hands, so as not to disturb the junior sister by making noise.

And that flame, which was only the size of a fingertip, seemed to be carefully carved by an invisible hand.

Layer after layer!
The iceberg snow lotus on the North Yin Mountains is quite special. Each flower has more than [-] petals, which are layered and very beautiful.

And what Zhu Fu wants to do is obviously such a fire lotus.

However, this level of carving requires a lot of spiritual consciousness.Moreover, the flame on Zhu Fu's fingertips is not the monk's pill fire, but real anger.

For tens of thousands of years, no one has ever been able to materialize such a spiritual thing as anger, so everyone in the Wuji Sect was stunned for a while.

It was also at this time that they recalled once again that although the Wuji Sect of this generation is full of talents, the one with the best talent and even the best luck among them is naturally Xiao Qi.

As the only surviving fairy-devil hybrid, this child's luck is as powerful as Hong Guanri's first.Then there is the child's understanding, which is really powerful.

As the only founder of the Dao of Immortals and Demons, even a senior like Mo Zhuo can't guide this child on his way forward, and he can only rely on himself.But this child walked step by step, far more steadily than others.

After half a stick of incense time passed, the fire lotus on Zhu Fu's fingertips was finally finished.I saw that although it is only as big as the belly of a finger, it is lifelike, and each petal has a special texture, which is similar to the iceberg snow lotus on the Beiyin Mountains.Even because this fire lotus is not big, it looks more delicate.

At this time, Zhu Fu's face was a little pale because of the long-time sculpting of anger.But the spirit is fine.

Holding the fire lotus and looking at it, Zhu Fu thought about it carefully, and simply lowered the temperature on the surface of the fire lotus, and the surface of the fire lotus immediately solidified into a layer of glass-like crystals.

From the outside, this exquisite fire lotus, which is only the size of a fingertip, is bright red, and there is still a liquid-like fluid flowing slowly inside. When it is irradiated by the sun, it immediately shines with a dazzling luster, which is really too beautiful to behold.

Then Zhu Fu handed the little fire lotus to Ling Junqian, with a smile on his pale face.

"Master, this is for you. It can be used as a fan pendant."

Ling Junqian has always liked folding fans, which are not lethal but can be arty, but the folding fans he usually uses are not of high quality, so there is no fan pendant.

Unexpectedly, his little disciple would notice this detail.Ling Junqian was taken aback for a moment, and then snatched the little fire lotus from the hot jealous eyes of all the disciples, and didn't even have time to think whether the fire lotus was hot or not.

Of course it is not hot, and Zhu Fu will not hurt her master.

It's just that after Ling Junqian took it, he looked around, tossed and turned from the storage bag, and finally took out a fan of a third-grade spiritual weapon, which was already Ling Junqian's best fan.It was the second disciple, Pei Mingzhi, who used the leftovers for everyone to upgrade the spirit weapon to refine it again.But after all, it didn't use too many good materials, so it was only a third-grade spiritual weapon.

In fact, these third-grade spiritual artifacts are already very precious, but at this moment, Ling Junqian felt that even a ninth-grade spiritual artifact or even a precious artifact could not compare to the fire lotus pendant given by the little disciple!
Tied to the fan in a hurry, Ling Junqian smiled brightly.This was a gift from the little disciple, how could he not be happy?Your mouth is about to burst into laughter, okay?
"Thank you Xiaoqi, I like it very much as a teacher."

Zhong Kelian and the others stared at the fan pendant tightly guarded by Ling Junqian's hands with fire in their eyes, feeling sour, sweet, bitter, hot and salty in their hearts, and they took it all together.

But they didn't say what they wanted, because everyone could clearly see that Zhu Fu's face was not very good-looking.

At this time, Zhu Fu couldn't help but speak cautiously.

"Master, that, this fan pendant is for you, you..."

Can you give my practice a low-key name?

But Zhu Fu hadn't finished his sentence when he heard a voice that sounded a bit surprised.

"Little master?"

Qin Ziyi, who was looking at his master and his brothers and sisters with a smile on his face, immediately disappeared when he heard this voice.

Just before the uncertain voice sounded from behind again, he turned around and nodded lightly.

"Uncle Quan, it's me."

The middle-aged male Xiu, who was hesitant and worried that he would offend others by calling the wrong person, burst into tears when he saw Qin Ziyi's face.

"Young master! It's really you! This old servant thought he would never see you again in his life!"

The middle-aged male cultivator was about to kneel down as soon as he rushed over!Qin Ziyi quickly stopped him.

"Uncle Quan, what are you doing?!"

"Young master! You are back!"

The middle-aged male cultivator was immersed in ecstasy, for a moment he ignored the few extraordinary cultivators behind Qin Ziyi, and only cared about pulling Qin Ziyi towards the gate of the city!
"Hurry up, young master! The patriarch must be very worried about you. You haven't come back for so long, so go back and see him. And madam, madam, she has been waiting for you! Oh, why are you so cruel? This time It’s been seven years since I’ve been away, and I haven’t even sent a message back, so I’m so worried about this old slave!”

(End of this chapter)