The female cultivator has ascended to heaven

"We just ran away like this?" Aotian asked in disbelief.

"if not?"

"Shouldn't we face the enemy head-on, show off our might, and beat them to a pulp?"

"Please wake up, your master, I am just building the foundation. I am not the Mahayana ancestor, but I am also fighting against Shenwei? Don't you know that if I continue to stay, I am afraid that we will be beaten to a pulp?"

"But doesn't your master often say that you are a genius? Are you so good at alchemy? You can also spear, archery, spells, and grow herbs...

You know so many and still can’t win? "

Lan Annuo tore open two Ji Xing Talisman and answered his words while running.

"The most indispensable thing in the world is genius, but do you know why only a few can be called geniuses in the end?"

"why?"

“Because at least they are still alive, and those who die can only be called untimely deaths.

This is someone else's territory. It's good that I can sneak in with my small foundation building. Now it's obvious that someone has discovered my traces. It can be seen that the cultivation level must be higher than mine.

In this case, you actually think that your master, I, can beat them to a pulp. I have to say that I am really powerful in your heart! "

Aotian said in an embarrassed voice: "But it feels so embarrassing to run away!"

"Disgraceful? You won't have this idea when your life falls into the hands of others and they think you can take it or leave it at your own mercy.

The most important thing is to stay alive. Only by living can there be hope.

What does it matter if you can live and be embarrassed! You, please read less of the book. I'm worried that you are too deeply poisoned, and you still want to be tough, which is also a tiger. "

Lan Annuo's eyes dimmed when he said this.

"Is this the legendary saying that if you keep green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood?"

"Hey, you can still apply it properly now. You are making progress, not bad."

"But why is the protagonist in the storybook so powerful?"

"What storybook?"

""The Domineering Immortal Lord of the Gentle Junior Sister", "The Return of the King of the Abandoned Young Master of the Immortal Clan"..."

Lan Annuo has some dark streaks, these are some terrible names!

Aotian: "The protagonist in this book is super powerful. He can kill people even if he is a level higher than himself. He can even press a monk who is one level higher than him to the ground and rub him, and beat those who try to bully him until he regrets it. He regrets himself. Why bother with him?"

"Your master and I don't have the life of the protagonist, and you are not the protagonist in the storybook. We are just inconspicuous gravel in this world. If we want to save our lives, we can only make ourselves stronger.

Gou is indispensable on the way to becoming stronger.

So at the very least, you have to be able to use your brain. How can you stay even if you know you will lose in a head-to-head confrontation? "

Aotian knew what his master said made sense, but he still felt a little ashamed.

"But where can we run to?"

"We are just here to do a mission, not to die. If we can't defeat them, we will naturally call in foreign aid."

"Foreign aid? Hasn't Qingming Lieyan always boasted about his power? Why don't you talk now?" Aotian turned around to look for him, but no trace of him was found.

"Don't worry, he was left behind by me. There must be someone to help us watch what happens after we leave, right?"

Aotian said with some sourness: "Why don't you let me keep it?"

"I suspect that some of them know how to control beasts. You are so important to me. How could you be put in danger?" "I am the young master of the Snake Clan. How could I be caught by a monk so easily?"

"Yes, yes, but who told you to have a higher status in my mind than Qingming Lieyan? How can I bear to let you stay and be afraid?"

When Lan Annuo spoke, his tone and attitude were so sincere that Aotian soon had nothing to say.

Lan Annuo didn't dare to stop for a moment after leaving the forest. After he was a certain distance away, he picked up the distress signal given by his master and lit it.

Soon, several black shadows surrounded Lan Annuo.

The leader lowered his head and said, "Please follow me to see the master."

Lan Annuo was also a little curious as he followed them. After all, the master's expression was so weird when he gave him this thing. He wanted to give it but didn't want to give it to him.

She said she wanted to give it to herself, but she held it so tightly when handing it over, and repeatedly told herself not to use it unless absolutely necessary.

He said he didn't want to give it, and the things were taken out again.

Lan Annuo could feel that all of them had a cultivation level no less than that of Jindan. What was it like to have so many powerful subordinates around him?

After all, with his slovenly appearance, it was hard to imagine what kind of friends he would talk to outside. Did he have the same temperament as Master Ye?

Lan Annuo was invited onto a flying boat and sat by the window looking at the rapidly retreating white clouds outside. Coupled with the surrounding environment, Lan Annuo had to doubt his master's friendship.

After all, I have been with the master for so many years, but I rarely see him entertaining friends. The one I see most is Master Ye.

Not long after, the flying boat stopped and landed in a small town. As soon as it landed, some noise could be heard.

The man in black gestured for her to follow.

After walking into a large house in the town and going around the layout of seven pavilions and eight landscapes, Lan Annuo finally saw the person behind it - a female nun.

The female cultivator felt Lan Annuo's aura and put down the account book in her hand in surprise. She happily stepped forward to greet her and said, "Are you Lan Annuo?"

Lan Annuo gave a formal greeting and said, "Send hello to senior."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, why should you and I treat this as nothing?

You must have worked hard along the way, come on, sit down and take a rest. "

Lian Annuo was forced onto the embroidery bench by her, and the next moment she had a fruit plate in her hand.

"Try the fruits and see if they suit your taste."

"Senior, me"

"What do you call me, senior? It's too unfamiliar. Maybe you will call me master wife at some point?"

Lian Annuo's fruit plate was almost unsteady, and there was surprise on his face that he had not yet had time to hide.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Jiao Cuichan. I am your future master's wife. I am a good disciple. Please call me, master's wife." Jing Cuichan looked at Lan Annuo expectantly.

Lan Annuo only felt that he was a little confused, and his originally calm brain was also a little unclear.

"Senior, did you admit the wrong person? Junior is Lan Annuo, a disciple of Qinghaizong, who studied under Master Wu Dan."

"You kid is so funny when you talk. I have prepared gifts for you every year since you became a master. Even the jewelry you wear on your head was given by me, and the signals you use were given by me to your master. How could you possibly get the wrong person?"

"But the junior has never heard the master mention the existence of the senior?"

Jiao Cuichan held up her face, smiled brightly, and said, "That's because your master is jealous and doesn't want the outside world to know my existence. After all, he is the only one who can see and possess such a powerful beauty like me."

Looking at the happiness radiating from her body, I also thought that I could indeed receive gifts from my master every year, but I didn't pay much attention to them at that time, just because they were his master's previous collections, but think about it, in the eyes of my master People who only enjoy and refine elixirs are indeed unlikely to collect things belonging to little girls.

So Lan Annuo simply called her "Master's Wife".

Jiao Cuichan felt relieved. With a wave of his hand, a lot of gift boxes appeared. Jiao Cuichan said grandly: "You're welcome to accept all the gifts my wife has given you."