Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 32: Nangong Qianyan
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When the fat-faced old man heard that Xue Leng was going to Fengmogu, he immediately spewed out a mouthful of tea.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Xue Leng asked the fat-faced old man with surprised eyes.

Fortunately, he hid fast enough, otherwise he would have been spit all over his body with tea.

"You...Your boy is going to Seal the Devil's Valley? Could it be that you are tired of living? Huh?"

The fat-faced old man's voice was very loud. Although the words were reprimands, the meaning of concern in the words was very obvious.

"Yes, uncle, I have already accepted this mission, and I will leave for the Demon Sealing Valley in three days.

Before setting off, I want to understand some of the situation in this area. Could it be that Master Uncle has been to this valley?Why is there such a big reaction? "

Facing the old man's question, Xue Leng admitted straightforwardly.

Being asked this question, the fat-faced old man seemed a little silent, staring at Xue Leng for a long time.

After making sure that he wasn't joking, he slowly withdrew his gaze, slumped on the chair a little listlessly, and fell into short-lived memories.

After a while, the fat-faced old man came back to his senses, stretched the spout of the teapot into his mouth and drank several sips, a little lonely and melancholy appeared on his face.

"There, I have indeed been there, and I successfully brought back the Sky Spirit Fruit in exchange for a Foundation Establishment Pill.

Then with the help of the medicinal power of that Foundation Establishment Pill, he broke through and reached the current Foundation Establishment realm in one fell swoop.

Even so, if God could give me another choice, I would definitely not choose to go there at that time. "

"Sigh, money messes up people's hearts. The fellow disciples who are usually called brothers and sisters suddenly become sworn enemies. It's really..."

Speaking of this, the fat-faced old man suddenly paused, pointed to the direction of the right hand side, and said with a slightly sad tone, somewhat self-deprecating:

"On the bookshelf in the eighth row of the anecdote area in the fairy world, there are some stories written by the old man himself, which record some situations in the Valley of Sealing Demons at that time. You can go and look through them."

After saying that, the fat-faced old man didn't speak any more, just bowed his head and drank tea by himself.

Without disturbing the fat-faced old man any more, Xue Leng bowed slightly and walked towards the direction he was pointing at just now.

At this time, the fat-faced old man suddenly put down the teapot, looked up at Xue Leng's back, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear:

"Over the years, old man, I have finally found a boy who is pleasing to the eye, alas, I hope you can come back alive..."

Xue Leng walked forward along the rows of bookshelves, and after reaching the anecdote area of ​​the fairy world, he stopped in front of the eighth row of bookshelves according to the guidance of the fat-faced old man.

The bookshelf was huge, and hundreds of books were neatly lined up on it. For a while, I really didn't know which one was left by the other party.

After digging on the bookshelf for a long time, I finally found the book called "Anecdotes of Fengmo Valley" in the upper right corner of the bookshelf.

Touching the sweat on his head, Xue Leng smiled speechlessly, and said, "Oh, it's quite deep!"

I stretched out my hand to touch the books on the bookshelf, only to find that my hand touched something soft, I took a closer look, er——

He actually touched a soft, boneless and smooth jade hand. The fingers were like sliced ​​onions, the hand was soft, and the skin was like creamy fat.

At that time, the watery, tender, smooth and delicate touch from the fingertips from time to time made Xue Leng startled, and withdrew his palm as if he had been electrocuted.

"Humph!"

Just when he was embarrassed and was about to go to another place for a while, a soft shout came from the opposite side of the bookshelf.

Looking up, he saw a handsome beauty Xiu in white clothes with a cold face staring at him with a frosty face.

At the first glance, he only thought his face was familiar, but at the second glance, his eyes widened immediately, and he said inwardly.

This beautiful and beautiful Xiu is exactly the Nascent Soul seed who is as famous as Situ Yu, the white-browed sword repairman, and the No. 1 foundation building of Tianfu Pavilion—Nangong Qianyan!
This woman not only possesses the Taiyin Dharma Physique, but also possesses the spiritual root of the ice attribute. In the sect, her status is only lower than that of the old ghost of Tianfu.

According to legend, this master uncle was cold and rigid, and Xue Leng was extremely terrified when he received her slap in the face, how dare he neglect at this time?

After a moment of astonishment, his pupils shrank slightly, and he forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart.

Immediately, his face straightened, and he bowed as if nothing had happened.

"It turned out to be Master Nangong, Xue Leng is polite."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Nangong Qianyan without changing his face, but he couldn't hide the tension deep in his eyes.

"Do you know what crime should be committed according to the precepts for offending the elders of the sect?"

It seemed that she didn't like Xue Leng's calm appearance, Nangong Qianyan frowned, and said in a cold voice with a downcast face.

After finishing speaking, he was about to teach him a lesson, but a calm voice came from the ear of the bad-natured and frivolous disciple in front of him.

"Uncle Nangong won't forget where this is?"

Being reminded like this, Nangong Qianyan seemed to have thought of something, her eyes narrowed coldly, and her arms stopped in mid-air.

Zongmen precept No. 17, no noise is allowed in Zangshu Pavilion.

Being so passively let Xue Leng play blindly, Nangong Qianyan, who wanted to put on airs as a master uncle, felt very aggrieved.

After hesitating for a moment on Meidai's frowning face, he finally withdrew his hand hanging in the air unwillingly.

At the same time, looking at her face that even when she was angry, she said coquettishly:
"Hmph, lascivious and frivolous person, why did Tianfu Pavilion accept you as a disciple, don't let me meet you again in the future, otherwise you must take action and punish it."

After finishing speaking, he gave Xue Leng a hard look, and after making sure he remembered his appearance, he twisted his delicate body, turned and left.

Watching Nangong Qianyan leave, Xue Leng felt an inexplicable greed in his heart.

"Taiyin Dharma Physique, Ice Spiritual Root..."

Afterwards, he shook his head, threw these absurd thoughts out of his head, and heaved a deep sigh of relief.

What happened today completely offended Fairy Qianyan, so it's better to avoid her when you see her in the future.

So as not to suffer some unnecessary flesh and blood, and when I have built my foundation in the future, I have nothing to be afraid of.

After pondering for a while, Xue Leng reached out and pulled out the "Anecdote of Fengmogu" from the bookshelf.

At first, he just flipped through it with an attitude of learning from it, but after watching it, his face remained calm as before, but his heart gradually became shocked.

It took about a stick of incense, after reading the book through, Xue Leng's face became completely dignified.

This notebook written by the fat-faced old man is very detailed. He recorded what he saw and heard in the Valley of Sealing Demons that time, as well as some of his own guesses, in this not too thick book.

He even drew a rough map of his own experience.

Xue Leng learned from this book that Fengmo Valley is an ancient battlefield that existed tens of thousands of years ago.

At that time, the two sides in the battle were actually the God Transformation Lord from the upper realm, and the extraterritorial demons who invaded this realm!
(End of this chapter)