Forced to cultivate immortality, I just want to get married

Chapter 76

"What did Shui Miaomiao do today?"

"Back to Immortal Lord, Miaomiao is fine now and is practicing swordplay in the courtyard."

Immortal Master Xianyan raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering for a moment whether he heard it wrong. He put down the letter in his hand and said to himself, "This is really strange. I have to go and see it."

Floating in the air, Xianyan Immortal Lord looked down at the small building in the human realm.

The green flames igniting on the wooden sword made Xian Yanxian Zun's eyes flash with surprise.

The Qing Yan Sword Jue was supposed to have been practiced to a high standard in Ninefold Chou, but at this moment, Shui Miaomiao was suppressing him and beating him.

I don’t know what Shui Miaomiao went through when she left the sect this time. There was a bit of killing power hidden in her moves that she had not even noticed.

Shui Miaomiao may not have practiced the Qingyan Sword Art more than the Nine-fold Enmity, but she has clearly surpassed the Nine-fold Enmity at this moment. Is it because of the prosperity of immortality?

If this kind of immortal fate were given to others...Xianyan Immortal Master suddenly lost his mood to watch anymore. After all, the outcome had been decided long ago.

The wooden sword in Shui Miaomiao's hand was thrown away by Ninefold Chou. Shui Miaomiao half-knelt on the ground, panting.

Shui Miaomiao couldn't last long in her current physical condition. If she couldn't kill the enemy with one move and was dragged into a protracted battle, the consequences could be imagined.

I don't know if the things that my uncle brought back can make up for the loss of Shui Miaomiao's soul. If it can make up for it, it will be a little bit, otherwise it will be a waste of the immortal fate.

Jiuchengqiu picked up the sword that had been thrown away and handed it to Shui Miaomiao, "Maybe you should practice some magic."

"I think so too!" Shui Miaomiao waved her hands and rejected the sword offered by Jiuchengqiu. She sat on the ground without any image, covering her beating heart. "My master is not here, where should I go to look for him?"

Can she say that Shuiyinyingli's magic is so advanced that she can't understand it at all?
Jiucheng Qiu looked at Shui Miaomiao with a look that was familiar to Shui Miaomiao. Usually when this kind of look appears, the person should say, "You have to study the history of the world of gods and demons." '

"Have you never read Zong Zhang?"

Shui Miaomiao shook her head.

Jiuchengqiu took Shui Miaomiao's answer as a matter of course, and seemed to be saying to himself: "That's right, I haven't seen you go to class."

"If you want secret books on martial arts and the like, you can go to the Tongdou Hall to find them. As a closed disciple, you can roam around in the Tongdou Hall."

"Tongshou Palace? Is it similar to a library?"

Jiuchengqiu didn't understand the meaning of the library, so he said to himself: "You don't seem to have any contribution from the sect, but it doesn't matter. Close disciples can copy three secret books every month without contribution and take them away."

"It sounds very high-end. Whenever you go, take me with you."

There was an eerie silence for a few seconds.

"I don't have enough contribution points to copy the secret book and take it away. It will be in vain if I go there."

Jiucheng Qiu seems to have received the badge of a registered disciple.

"It's nothing." Shui Miaomiao said grandly: "You go with me, and I'll give you a copy!"

It sounded tempting, but Jiucheng Qiu left without looking back. "The paper used for the transcription is specially made bone ember paper. If you pass it on to others, it will immediately turn into ashes."

"Then we can discuss other things! I don't know the way, hey!"

Jiuchengqiu closed the door mercilessly.

"Uncle Master? Why are you sitting on the ground?"

Very good, the leader is here, Shui Miaomiao regained her strength instantly and got up from the ground.

I made an appointment with Fang Ci to go to Tongdou Hall together tomorrow morning.

Shui Miaomiao, who had nothing to do, sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard and looked up at the ancient tree in the courtyard that she couldn't name. The lush green tree in front of Li Zong began to turn yellow in the blink of an eye.

Catching a fallen leaf, she calmed down and thought about it carefully. Whether she wanted to or not, she had been in the world of gods and demons for more than half a year.

I have met many people and made many friends, but my heart is still empty.

A gust of cool wind blew away the fallen leaves in Shui Miaomiao's hands, and she sneezed several times. Her health was really much worse than before, and she couldn't bear it since the beginning of autumn.

After getting up and returning to the house, Shui Miaomiao was doing the same thing as the previous few days, tugging in Shui Yingyin. She was convinced that Shui Yingyin had the same nature as Doraemon's pocket, nothing!

She didn't believe there was no way to solve Fang Ci's current problem.

There is no direct method, but fortunately, a roundabout method was found. However, Shui Miaomiao scratched her head, why is it a prescription?Why did An Daiyun and the others put the elixir in Shui Yingyin!Let's be direct, wouldn't it be better to put some elixirs in there?

Maybe there will be some for sale!Well, if there is, she doesn't believe that Fang Ci can't use it, but she can't take the elixir recipe to find someone else to practice it. If she can't explain it clearly, should she do it herself?

Is this alchemy difficult to learn?Will you wait until I learn how to be kind and heal myself?

"It's so difficult!" Shui Miaomiao fell on the bed, and the pills fell on Shui Miaomiao's face. That's it, it's very late, and I have to get up early tomorrow...

Today Shui Miaomiao is wearing a white and pink dress. In fact, it doesn't matter what she wears. The crane cloak covers everything.

Because she was going out of Renjing Xiaozhu today, Shui Miaomiao specially combed her hair. In fact, she just combed her hair smoothly. Don't think about what kind of hair she could comb. She just tied it with a hair tie, even the bow of Ninefold Vengeance. Rather,

Shui Miaomiao didn't seek form, she only sought persistence, and then Si Chu came.

"Master, uncle, you look" younger today. He could hardly call him "Master, uncle". Fang Ci swallowed back his words, "You have a unique style."

After fiddling with the bells on her head, Shui Miaomiao gave a fake smile, and she was puzzled. It was not difficult to explain that Sijun and the others knew how to comb their hair. After all, they had to serve the Immortal Xianyan, but why did all the ladies have their hair combed so smoothly!Also bring your own hair accessories!

Knowing that Shui Miaomiao was going out, Sijun took a look at Shui Miaomiao's white pink dress. Three seconds later, she took out a hairpin and pressed Shui Miaomiao to the dressing table.

After a while, Shui Miaomiao's black hair was pulled into a double bun.

The silver bells on the hair ornaments matched Shui Miaomiao's talking eyes. She wore a crane cloak and half of her face was enclosed in white velvet. Shui Miaomiao, who was already young, immediately lost half of her age. .If it weren't for the blood-red red flower on the earlobe pulling hard to pull Shui Miaomiao out, no one would believe her even if she said she was eight or nine years old.

Uncle Master is no longer like Uncle Master now. He always feels that if the wind is stronger, he will be blown away.

If it weren't for the fact that it was inconvenient for him to touch people now, he would have really wanted to drag his uncle away to avoid losing the person.

Tongdou Palace was a little far away from Renjing Xiaozhu. In order to accommodate Shui Miaomiao, they had to go to a nearby teleportation point first. Along the way, there were many people coming and going.

Not many people knew Shui Miaomiao, so he couldn't attract many people's attention. However, Shui Miaomiao was followed by the disciple of the sect leader, so he was constantly looked at.

Shui Miaomiao could calmly ignore those glances, and so could Fang Ci at first.

The key is that under Fang Ci's meticulous care, his eyes that were purely curious at first turned out to be something else.

boy!What’s that look in your eyes? My uncle, try looking at me with that look!Fang Ci really wanted to yell like this, but Shui Miaomiao's age-reducing appearance made Fang Ci really unable to yell.

Shui Miaomiao didn't think so much. She was looking around with great interest, her smart eyes filled with innocence.

"Fang Ci!"

When they heard someone shouting, they stopped and turned around to look.

Several figures ran over. The leader walked in and punched Fang Ci in the chest, "You are not funny! You have not participated in any activities for so many days. You said you were going to retreat. What are you doing now!"

They must be friends. The punch was very light. Shui Miaomiao, who was standing behind Fang Ci, could clearly see Fang Ci trembling. Was it still like a knife?

Fang Ci took a step back, avoiding the man's hugging hand, but the smile on his face was a little brighter.

"He Junliang! I have something to do too."

"What's the matter with you? I don't know you yet." He Junliang patted the other person's shoulder. "Here, let me introduce you, Cai Zhi."

"My newly discovered talent." He Junliang came closer and whispered: "He has a surprisingly large collection of good wine. He has two jars of pure wine."

Fang Ci swallowed twice and had to say that his heart was moved.

"I've always wanted to give it to you, but I just can't find you. Brother, I'm so excited that I haven't touched it yet. I'm so greedy! We happened to meet each other today. Come on, let's have a drink together!"

As he spoke, He Junliang bumped into Fang Ci with his shoulder, but Fang Ci dodged it, "Well, forget it, I'm really busy recently."

"If anything can't be slowed down, I'll call more people and bring Junior Sister Yueshan with me." He Junliang seemed to have made a lot of determination. "I'm really serious! I'm risking death!"

Special treatment in special times, even if you call Jiutian Xuannv now, I can't go.

Fang Ci shook his head.

He Junliang leaned back and looked at Fang Ci, "This is not you." He Junliang's eyes turned and fell on Shui Miaomiao aside, "This is."

"Me." Fang Ci didn't have time to say anything.

I don't know why they talked about herself. Shui Miaomiao looked at He Junliang and blinked blankly.

He Junliang grabbed Fang Ci's shoulder with one hand and pushed him down. The two of them whispered with Shui Miaomiao behind their backs, "If you give up on Junior Sister Yueshan, just give up. This one is too young!"

The pain in his shoulder made Fang Cizai unable to worry about anything and opened He Junliang's hand.

He Junliang looked at his red hand and was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly, "That's it, I understand, I won't tell Jing Qiaoer."

He Junliang said because Fang Ci was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

"Then I'll leave first. Remember to come to me early, otherwise I won't leave any of the two jars for you."

"Are you okay?" Shui Miaomiao looked on anxiously.

Fang Ci shook his head and looked at the direction He Junliang was leaving, "You must be rude in front of your uncle."

"Isn't it rude? I don't look like my uncle at all. You are the only one who keeps shouting." Shui Miaomiao shook his head.

"Ha." Fang Ci laughed out loud, straightened up and looked away, but he looked less and less like his uncle, and more like the little girl who saved me in Jiale Village.

"It's getting late, uncle, let's leave quickly."

"Ah."

Pedestrians on the road who witnessed everything started gossiping.

"Is that Senior Brother Fang Ci just now!"

"I know that Senior Brother Fang Ci is good-looking, but that smile...why didn't Senior Brother Fang Ci smile like that before?"

"It depends on who you are laughing at."

"Do you know who that little girl is?"

"do not know."

"Isn't it said that the minimum age to enter the world of gods and demons is 15 years old? That girl doesn't look like it!"

"Oh, Senior Brother Fang Ci likes this look!"

"But Senior Sister Yueshan is not this type!"

"Yes, that's what Jing Qiao'er is like!"

"seems like it······"

(End of this chapter)