Chapter 127 Jade Kunshan

But this is normal, after all, they are practitioners, not immortals.

"Grandma Patriarch, the sect master and his wife are creating the peak, I'll take you there right away!" Shu Dao Temple walked in front with Mengmeng in his arms, turned around and smiled at Xia Mian with respectful eyes.

Xia Mian nodded slightly.

Now that she's here, there are some things she needs to ask clearly.

Created Peak is the tallest mountain on Yukun Mountain. It is steep and goes straight into the sky.

Xia Mian looked up at the smoky and foggy Creation Peak, then turned her head to look at Shudao Temple and Shudao Mountain.

Shu Daoshan said with a smile, "Grandma Patriarch, there was a stairway before this founding peak, but after being targeted by a hundred schools of Taoism, the head of the sect destroyed this stairway."

Xia Mian blinked, feeling that the brain circuit of the head of Yukun Mountain is really different from ordinary people...

When others came to attack him, he destroyed the road leading to his own home. Wouldn't that mean he was also cutting his own way out?
"Grandma Patriarch, I'm afraid you will have to work hard on this steep mountain, so use your own spells to go up." Shudao Temple said embarrassingly, and rose from the ground with Mengmeng in its arms. With a whoosh, it disappeared.

Shu Daoshan scratched his head foolishly, unwilling to be left behind, he grinned at Xia Mian and smiled, "Grandma Patriarch, I'm going ahead too!"

Shu Dao Mountain also disappeared in a whoosh.

Xia Mian narrowed her eyes slightly, now she felt that these two idiots were not as idiot as they appeared on the surface.

If she can't cast spells to reach the peak of creation, then she is a fake.

These two are naive, they still have a hand in their hands!

Xia Mian slightly hooked the corners of her lips, and with a slight movement of her fingers, the seal gradually formed.

As she flicked her fingers, the aura around her gradually gathered into a group of auspicious clouds that looked like substance.

Lu Zechuan narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, Xia Mian's methods really exceeded his expectations every time.

"Since they said that you can't use your abilities, you'd better not use them from now on." After Xia Mian said this, she stepped on the auspicious cloud, "Let's go!"

Without any hesitation, Lu Zechuan stepped onto Xiangyun and stood beside Xia Mian.

Xia Mian's fingers lightly formed imprints, and Xiangyun seemed to possess spirituality, and under Xia Mian's control, he swept up the Creation Peak.

On Creation Peak, Shudao Mountain and Shudao Temple arrived one step ahead. As soon as they landed, they saw a pair of young men and women coming out of the hall on Creation Peak.

The man's jade face is romantic, and the woman's charm is natural. The two came out in a hurry, and there was a trace of excitement on their faces that could not be concealed.

Just now, they sensed the child's breath!

"Mengmeng!" The woman exclaimed, rushed over quickly, and hugged Mengmeng into her arms.

She held her tightly, as if afraid that if she let go, the child would disappear again.

The man stood behind the two of them. He, who has always been emotionally introverted, slowly opened his hands to protect his wife and daughter under his body.

It's nice to have a day together as a family.

"Sect Leader, Mrs. Sect Leader, we just saw Grandma Patriarch at the foot of the mountain!" Seeing Mengmeng struggling in the woman's arms, Shudao Temple couldn't bear it, found a topic, and began to divert the attention of the two of them. attention.

Just as Shudao Temple said this, the auspicious cloud in the sky slowly fell in front of the main hall of the Creation Peak.

The eyes of the man and the woman looked over immediately.

Looking at a man and a woman walking down Xiangyun, the eyes of the two changed instantly.

Although the woman looks young and wears fancy clothes, isn't that facial features, that manner, the proper ancestor grandma deity?

As for that man, why does he look so much like the "king" of the Mu family who used to be a master of Taoism...

The man's face immediately became respectful, "Grandma Patriarch, are you back?"

Xia Mian narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the man, and when she was hesitating whether to tell the truth, the man spoke up on his own initiative.

"Grandma Patriarch has gone out to practice for too long, and has she forgotten about us?" The man smiled, "I am Su Yu, the head of Yukun Mountain, and this is Qin Xiang, my wife."

Xia Mian smiled, these people thought of excuses for her, which saved her a lot of trouble.

"Sister, it's just a nest of rice cakes, it's not a wild species!" Mengmeng tilted her head in Qin Xiang's arms, sucking her fingers, a pair of big black grape-like eyes flickering, milky and cute.

"Mengmeng! Don't be rude!" Qin Xiang reprimanded Su Meng with a straight face, "This is our patriarch grandma, how can you bark!"

It's impossible to mess up your seniority!
Xia Mian waved her hand, "Tong Yan Wuji, don't worry about her."

Qin Xiang's face suddenly became a little weird, and the child's words were not false, but if Mengmeng called Xia Mian sister, what should they call Mengmeng?
"It's good that the patriarch grandma is back, it's good that it's back, this time I'll see which of those bastards dare to come to my Yukun Mountain to be arrogant!" Su Yu's face was gratified.

For so many years, Yukun Mountain has become more and more powerful, which has attracted fear from all schools of thought. Especially in the past few years, the grandmother of the patriarch developed a practice circle. The family coveted it even more, and the gang of bastards would come to Yukun Mountain every now and then to make a fuss.

Last time, Yukunshan was severely injured, and he almost lost his child!

Xia Mian hummed lightly, but did not answer Su Yu's topic.

She's just a fake, and she doesn't want to be a free thug when she comes here.

"Grandma Patriarch comes back this time, won't you leave?" Su Yu smiled respectfully while letting Xia Mian inside.

Xia Mian still hummed vaguely, and entered the Great Hall of Creation Peak alongside Lu Zechuan.

The hall was a bit gloomy, because the top of the mountain was shrouded in smog all year round, and the hall was very humid, Xia Mian frowned subconsciously as soon as she entered the door.

Fu Zhou in Lu Zechuan's arms poked his head out carefully at this moment, looking around.

Children are curious by nature. When they come to a strange place and see a strange environment, after a short period of fear and embarrassment, their eyes become more inquiring.

"Porridge porridge, porridge porridge~~~" Mengmeng waved her little hand towards Fu Zhou, "Get bored, let's play with you!"

While talking, Mengmeng broke free from Qin Xiang's embrace.

Qin Xiang watched helplessly as her little milk bun rushed towards the little boy in Lu Zechuan's arms.

Suddenly there was a feeling of emptiness in my heart, "Mengmeng, is this your friend?"

Mengmeng held Fu Zhou's hand, turned around and nodded towards Qin Xiang, "Mama, Congee is Wo's best friend, Congee will accompany Wo to find Mama~~~"

The little guy spoke seriously, and Qin Xiang felt a little warmth in his eyes.

Fu Zhou has exquisite eyebrows and eyes, as beautiful as a porcelain doll, but he is willing to accompany Mengmeng to find his parents when he doesn't know what he will face.
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