Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 68 Chi Qian
Xue Leng suddenly felt a little bit of tension, this emotion came out of nowhere, and it was out of control again.

There is no way, his identity is too embarrassing, and there are ghosts in his heart, and there are many secrets.

Under the silence, it was even more frightening.

In this way, he shook his robe, knocked his head heavily on the ground, and bowed again:

"Disciple Xue Leng, please greet the Taishang Patriarch!"

The voice echoed in the room, and the reverberation echoed. Xue Leng lowered his head, looked directly at the ground, and looked at the patterns of the blue bricks on the ground. It seems that there are also traces of restraint here...

"Formation?"

For some reason, when his attention was diverted, his mind suddenly became clear.

Perhaps it was the extreme fear that left nothing but numbness, and what grew out of numbness was the most abnormal calm.

No matter how this mentality changes, anyway, at this moment, Xue Leng seems to have unloaded a heavy burden, and the world that has been far away from him is spinning around him again.

He found the most real feeling, even the pain on his forehead caused by kneeling heavily was so clear.

At this moment, the voice of Tianfu Zhenjun sounded, but it was not talking to him:
"Qian'er, what do you think of this child?"

Xue Leng didn't dare to raise his head, but felt a sudden chill on his body, as if a gaze swept across him. He had suffered so much before, but he didn't feel it until now.

Just when he was wondering, an elegant and smart female voice sounded faintly:

"From a humble background, with a strong mind, it is not easy to cultivate like this."

Xue Leng raised his head calmly, not daring to look around, only met Zhenjun Tianfu's eyes, then lowered his head slightly, without saying a word.

True Monarch Tianfu slightly nodded, and said softly: "So, do you agree?"

This time the silence lasted for a longer time, and when Xue Leng couldn't hold it anymore, a lazy female voice replied:

"The ancestor ordered, Chi Qian has nothing to say."

"Agreed to what?" Xue Leng was at a loss. For some reason, he heard a trace of resentment from this girl's words?

Tianfu Zhenjun seemed to smile a little, and asked again: "So, you agree to become a Taoist companion with this son?"

"With his current cultivation, he is still far away from forming an alchemy!" Chi Qian said lazily.

If it were someone else, it would sound a bit contemptuous to say this, but it makes people feel weak and perfunctory.

Hearing the word Taoist couple, Xue Leng's heart sank. At this moment, he understood why Xue Yu laughed so strangely.

Tianfu Zhenjun just smiled, then turned to Xue Leng and said:

"Have you heard it all? The old man has discussed with Xue Yu for a long time, and when you and Qian'er both form alchemy, they will officially become Taoist couples."

"Okay, this matter has been decided, you go outside and wait first, the old man still has something to explain to her."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xue Leng to answer, he waved his hand to signal him to retreat.

Xue Leng didn't dare to say much, he just stood up and retreated.

When it was time to leave the room, Zhenjun Tianfu said intentionally or unintentionally:
"Qian'er, before forming the alchemy, remember not to lose your vital yin, otherwise the effect of the double cultivation secret method will be greatly reduced, and it will be harmful but not beneficial to you..."

Xue Leng's mind was buzzing, these words were still deaf to his ears, he stepped back and went out, and closed the door again.

When closing the door, he quickly glanced towards a certain direction in the room, which should be where Chi Qian was.

He recognized his future Taoist partner at a glance.

There was only this person, dressed in rich and brocade robes, with fair appearance, but with a dejected and unruly expression on his face, just looking at her, he felt that the whole world was going to be gloomy.

"Are you going to be with this person in the days to come?" Xue Leng couldn't help sighing in his heart.

The door of the room was closed, cutting off Zhenjun Tianfu's voice and also cutting off his sight.

However, Chi Qian's lazy and dejected look was deeply imprinted in his heart.

At this moment, he thought of Xue Yu's previous laughter again, and his thoughts surged even more.

"What is this? Sect marriage? This woman must not be the direct blood relative of Tianfu Old Ghost."

Zhenjun Tianfu asked Xue Leng to wait outside, but he didn't dare to move. Seeing an ancient tree surrounded by several people in the courtyard, he walked over and sat down to think about the problem.

This time's worship, in terms of its results, was completely different from what he had imagined.

But if you analyze it carefully, it makes sense.

After pondering for a while, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, but in the middle of the laugh, the expression on his face suddenly became gloomy.

This feeling of being at the mercy of others is really uncomfortable.

The sun moved westward, the courtyard was surrounded by flowers and trees, the shadows were scattered, and it got dark faster. Xue Leng had been sitting quietly for more than three hours.

Until a figure walked in front of his eyes, the slender figure blocked the last ray of sunlight, and the shadow completely covered Xue Leng.

"Let's go!" This was the first sentence Chi Qian said to Xue Leng.

Xue Leng didn't dare to say much, so he said "yes" lightly, and followed Chi Qian, walking in a regular manner, followed her out of the Tianjue Palace, and walked westward for several miles along the spiritual vein, before arriving at a place.

This is a small two-story building, and there seems to be a small path leading to the sky cliff not far away, but there is a cliff next to it.

There are many spiritual plants around the small building, and dense forests, the shade of the trees reveals a bit of tranquility, and it is also a bit too remote.

Xue Leng entered the room, but his eyes lit up.

It is not too long to think that he has been on the mountain, but he also knows that most of the monks in Tianxing Peak are assiduous and diligent monks, and they have never paid much attention to things outside of them.

The layout of the house is practical and simple. Even Zhenjun Tianfu's residence is just a wooden bed, a table, and a futon.

It's just that Chi Qian is such a wonderful person.

As far as the eye can see, the furniture in the house is all made of high-quality spiritual materials, quiet and elegant, and although there are not many decorations, they are all high-quality goods, absolutely extraordinary.

Xue Leng's eyes were very sharp, and he only glanced at the ornaments, and he knew that these things were often held and played by people, and it was obvious that the person was none other than Chi Qian.

A monk who has proved the way of immortality, but cares so much about things outside his body, is obviously not a generation of ascetics.

However, Xue Leng was not surprised but delighted.

This woman's wealth is incomparably rich, and there is such a large elegant building above the spiritual veins of the back mountain, it must be that the blood of Zhenjun Tianfu has not escaped.

Wealth and marriage are indispensable external factors on the road to immortality, and this woman alone accounts for most of them.

There is such a Taoist companion, if he does what he likes and wins her favor, Xue Leng will have two Yuanying Zhenjun as backers in an instant.

In this way, condensing the golden core before the age of a hundred is nothing but a leisurely matter.

He was thinking here, but Chi Qian kept moving over there. He went out from the side door and walked around the trail behind. Xue Leng hurriedly followed.

When she reached the edge of the cliff, Chi Qian didn't wait any longer, as if she was stepping on the ground, she walked down step by step, turned around at a distance of more than ten feet, and entered a cave that she should have opened up.

Xue Leng groaned in his heart, he didn't have the method of flying in the sky, and he didn't dare to expose his weapon on Tianxing Peak.

But it seemed that Chi Qian had no intention of helping him at all, so he gritted his teeth and jumped down.

Probably almost, the robe shook, drew a half-arc in the air, and barely landed on a protruding stone platform.

"Skills are good, but in terms of spells, it's horrible..." Chi Qian stood aside, looking at him for the first time.

(End of this chapter)