Mortal: A family cultivator marries a wife and has children

Chapter 53 Fox

"Fellow Daoist!"

When the contract technique is established, a female voice reaches my ears like a spring breeze blowing on my face.

Just by listening to the voice, you can imagine that the owner is broad-minded and gentle.

Ji Changqing turned around and looked towards the hillside.

Two immortal cultivators, a man and a woman, came over the treetops wielding swords.

I found a mortal procession on the official road. The beautiful female cultivator jumped down, her horse-faced skirt whirled in the air, blooming like a flower, and her beautiful legs under the skirt were whiter than snow.

The flying sword spun around, turned into a red stream of light, and retracted into the storage bag on her waist.

"Isn't it enough to just fly over? Do we immortal cultivators have to give way to mere mortals?" The male cultivator's sword hovered in the air, folding his arms and indifferent.

"If someone takes one look at you, kill them."

"There are so many, are you going to kill them all?"

Nuqing stopped talking nonsense to him and walked down the mountain.

Just after taking two steps, his chest swayed like waves, and from between the two peaks, a "hamster" pulled out its head with a pop.

"Ling'er?"

The female cultivator lowered her head and called out.

After the hamster came out, its feet squeaked and jumped, and the round things under its feet were ups and downs. It seemed to be aware of something and seemed extremely excited. Its eyes were flashing and it looked directly at Ji Changqing.

In its eyes, the golden light in Ji Changqing's body shot straight into the sky.

The hamster no longer hesitated and turned into a ray of light and rushed over.

Ji Changqing was startled and put on a defensive posture. He thought it was some unparalleled evil creature, but in the end, he grabbed the back of the neck with one hand and kicked its limbs in the air.

If you look closely, you can see that the little guy is even smaller than the fire crow, only the size of an egg.

It is gray-white, furry all over, shaped like a hamster, its eyes are sky blue, unusually clear, and its tail is as short as a grain of rice.

It's no wonder that you can get into that kind of place. Ji Changqing smelled it, and there was an alluring milky and sweet smell.

Seeing that it was not aggressive, I let it go because its owner came over.

The little guy hit the snake on the stick, followed his thumb into the cuff, climbed up his arm, came to his chest, and finally curled up at his belly button, motionless, as if sleeping.

The little guy had no teeth or sharp claws, so Ji Changqing still turned on his aura body protection and Overlord Armor to prevent him from making any attacks.

The result seems to be a lot of worry.

Under observation from the state of consciousness, it is actually absorbing spiritual energy for cultivation, and the speed is not slow.

What kind of spiritual beast is this?
There are so many strange animals in this world.

The female cultivator came over anxiously, hesitating and looking embarrassed.

This time not only the fire crow is gone, but also the personal spiritual beast is lost.

Ji Changqing took a look at the female cultivator. Not to mention her figure, she had seen it before. Her facial features were pure and beautiful, and she seemed to have a gentle personality.

But what’s more noteworthy than her appearance is the purple bubbles on her head.

Yan Qingqing: Charm 41 (+10) (Extraordinary)

Taoist companion reward: Iron Spirit*20.

Every time a descendant is born, the reward is: Iron Spirit*4.

Iron essence!

The raw materials for refining the magic weapon in the elixir formation stage.

Li Huayuan, a pill-forming monk from Huangfeng Valley, possesses the body of three yangs. His Samadhi True Fire Essence is extremely pure. Even so, it would take up to ten years to extract a piece of iron essence from iron ore.

Two yuan can be exchanged for a level five monster inner elixir.

And this female cultivator named Yan Qingqing received a one-time reward of 20 yuan.

The ancestor of Jiedan worked hard for 200 years before he could refine it.

Its preciousness is self-evident.

Ji Changqing glanced at her calmly. He was about 20 years old and had an eighth level of Qi refining, neither high nor low.

Now that the enemy was unknown, Yan Qingqing did not approach him, but just looked at him from the side of the road.

A teenage boy who has reached the sixth level of qi training, hangs out in the mortal escort agency, and is suspected of being a rogue cultivator.

Wearing half a white fox mask, his appearance is unknown. Judging from the exposed lips and face shape, he shouldn't be ugly unless there are injuries on his face.

At this time, the male cultivator walked out with a straight face and saw the Fire Crow in the hands of a similar casual cultivator.

He changed his stance and stood with his hands behind his back: "If you are wise, hand over the Fire Crow. This bird is mine!"

There was no hint of politeness in his tone, seeing how arrogant he was.

Ji Changqing thought there was a foundation-building expert on the other side, so he took a closer look.

Just like him, practice the sixth level of Qi!

He wasn't annoyed either, the other party obviously had something to rely on.

"How do you call your fellow Daoist?"

"Jujianmen, Xie Jin, my ancestor, is a strong man in forming pills." "Hiss!"

Ji Changqing took a breath of cold air: "He is actually the ancestor of the Jujian Sect's Pill Formation. I am disrespectful and disrespectful."

Xie Jin's face softened a lot when he saw that he was so adept at Taoism: "This is my Taoist companion, Yan Qingqing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qingqing's voice reached his ears.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, he is just a pig in heat, stupid and arrogant."

Xie Jin didn't notice at all. His level of consciousness was far inferior to that of Yan Qingqing.

Ji Changqing's face looked strange. Aren't these two together?
Yan Qingqing's voice was soft, but her venomous personality was completely different from the gentleness he imagined.

"Your Taoist companion, you are very beautiful." Ji Changqing agreed.

"Are you a casual cultivator?" His low-key attitude made Xie Jin's tone soften a lot.

"I'm the disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain, Wang Shushu!"

"Wang Shushu? What a strange name."

"Are you really from Spirit Beast Mountain? Why can't I tell?"

Ji Changqing raised the fire crow in his hand, pointed at the bighorn bull, and Lao Liu: "These are my contracted spiritual pets."

"I see, this is indeed the style of Spirit Beast Mountain. A bunch of useless spiritual pets are far worse than my ancestors." Xie Jin saw that he was from Spirit Beast Mountain, so he couldn't handle it as a casual cultivator, so his attitude changed. Be more restrained.

Yan Qingqing sent a message: "Stop lying, you can't be from Spirit Beast Mountain."

"Why is this?" Ji Changqing raised her eyebrows, wondering where she got her confidence.

Although Xie Jin couldn't hear the sound transmission, he suddenly felt a little unhappy when he saw the two people flirting with each other: "In broad daylight, wearing a mask, with injuries on your face?
"Are you afraid to meet people because of your appearance?"

Yan Qingqing also looked at the white fox mask on his cheek.

Ji Changqing didn't accept his provocation, and just nodded slightly: "Because of his appearance, I can't show it to others, for fear of surprising the two of you."

Even people don't dare to see how ugly he is. At least he can still see people. Xie Jin turned to Yan Qingqing and smiled: "Look, Qing'er, there are people uglier than me. Although I am..."

He suddenly reacted, as if he was also involved.

Yan Qingqing kindly reminded: "You also admit that you are ugly?"

"No, I'm not ugly either, I'm just not good." Xie Jin laughed dryly and stopped discussing the issue of appearance, so as not to bring trouble to himself.

While several people were talking, the escort team set off again, taking advantage of the fact that there was still some light and could travel a little longer.

"Two friends, goodbye by fate."

After Ji Changqing finished speaking, he drove the bullock cart to follow the team, leaving the two of them stunned for a while, chatting, and they seemed to have forgotten something.

Fire Crow!

Linger!

The two of them chased after him and jumped onto his bullock cart.

Immortal cultivators have excellent memories, so it’s not so easy to get away with it!

Helpless, Ji Changqing could only invite the two of them into the carriage for a chat.

"Wang Shushu, hand over the Fire Crow!" Xie Jin glared at him. This man was too cunning. As he spoke, he was led astray.

When did the Fire Crow become his spiritual pet?
Ji Changqing sat down cross-legged and didn't answer. He just poured a bottle of wine for the two of them.

"Try the monkey wine brewed by monkeys."

"Don't tell me if you have wine!" Xie Jin became interested, sat down, picked up a glass and drank it, and then poured it himself.

Ji Changqing narrowed his eyes and said to Yan Qingqing: "How did this person survive until now?"

If he was an evil cultivator, Xie Jin would have died a hundred times.

"He has an ancestor of pill formation." Yan Qingqing said concisely and to the point. Then he also sat down and held the wine glass: "You didn't put anything strange in it, right?"

"Don't worry. There's no seasoning added at all." Ji Changqing said confidently.

"I don't believe what you say, you are also a liar."

"Senior sister, I am really from Spirit Beast Mountain, and I also practice the art of controlling beasts." Ji Changqing was always a little confused as to why she could make such an assertion.

Yan Qingqing looked at him for a long time.

"There are no Tianlinggen disciples in Spirit Beast Mountain!"

Ji Changqing's hands shook slightly and his pupils shrank. He thought a lot at this moment.

First of all, he thought of the hamster in his arms. He thought he was a relative, but it seemed that the little guy was not that simple.

Another thing is that Tianlinggen must not be leaked out, and the character of those old monsters cannot be gambled. There are too many good people in this world.

He has no background and no ancestor's protection.

Joining the sect is considered a Nascent Soul, and the Dan-forming monks will not harm him.

Some strong foundation builders with poor spiritual roots will have no hope of forming elixirs in their lifetime, so the attraction of seizing the Heavenly Spiritual Root should not be too great.

He has no plans to join the sect until he has the ability to protect himself.

"Good wine!" Xie Jin looked up, only to see Ji Changqing suddenly take off his mask. As soon as he saw his face clearly, he felt his head buzzing, and he lost his mind in an instant. He was immersed in a state of shock and couldn't extricate himself.

(End of this chapter)