After picking up the cubs, I became the ancestor of Sichuan Mountain

Chapter 7 Qing Leng Junior Brother

"Sister Congee! We're ready!"

"Okay, let's go."

While Li Congee was wandering in his mind, the two children had already packed their things and locked the door.

The last time I went down the mountain was three months ago, and I don’t know how Zhuangzi is doing now.

After touching the heads of the two children, Li Congee chanted a mantra, and a breeze surged up from his originally calm body. Before the two children could react, the scene in front of them had already changed.

What you see is a lush forest, and their small courtyard has long since disappeared.

"Sister Congee, you are so awesome!"

Although this was not the first time he had experienced it, He Qianxing still found it a bit unbelievable when he did it again.

He knows that immortal cultivators have their own abilities, but the space formations they know now also need to be arranged in advance. Because it consumes too much energy and lacks cultivation, everyone now uses teleportation formations or teleportation talismans.

Sister Congee doesn't have the aura of a cultivator, but the techniques she uses are ones I've only heard of in storybooks.

"It's just a space spell. If you practice hard, it will be a trivial matter to tear the space apart."

As if he suddenly remembered something sad, Li Porridge's mood suddenly became depressed.

Sensing the change in her mood, Xu Jingjing secretly glanced at He Qianxing, raised her hand and hugged Li Congee's arm.

"Sister Congee, let's go to Zhuangzi quickly!"

"it is good."

The three of them walked among the mountains and forests, and in just a breath, everything became silent again.

When Liu Tianyu left and returned, he only saw a lock on the door of the small courtyard. He looked around and saw no one.

"It's strange that they've already gone out in less than half a quarter of an hour?"

Although the young man was curious, he had nothing to do with him. Now that his master was away, he had no choice but to go back.

The general election has not started yet, and he has to go back quickly to find a place to eat.

As for whether he could enter the sect, he actually wasn't very sure.

But now that I have so many spiritual stones, even if I am not selected, I can go home in good condition after coming down the mountain.

Anyway, I have money at home, so I don’t have to worry about money. Now that I have these spiritual stones, extending my life is definitely a trivial matter. Living happily for 200 years is actually enough.

Ning Lan took Qin Fan directly into the guild hall. Sitting inside in batches were the inner disciples of each major sect, who were also the maintainers of order in this election.

Tiansheng Zong Qiqi is dressed in white and looks like an immortal from a novel.

Seeing so many immortal cultivators for the first time, Qin Fan felt as if he was in a dream. As time passed, he would wake up in the ruined temple.

"Junior brother Ning, where did you pick up a child?"

The senior brothers of the Tiansheng Sect were a little surprised to see Ning Lan suddenly bring back a little baby from a trip.

He remembered that when Junior Brother Ning Lan was brought into the sect by his master, he had no father or mother at such a young age, so he couldn't be his illegitimate son, right?

"My sister asked me to help take care of him."

Ning Lan pulled Qin Fan to sit down and carefully poured him a cup of tea.

"Your sister?"

The man squinted his eyes, and after a while exclaimed as if he suddenly remembered.

"Why, your sister has given birth to a baby again? How convenient is it for a woman to live in the mountains with her child? It's better to go down the mountain and find someone to marry, so as not to spread the bad news."

There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Ning Lan has no father or mother, but his master loves him very much. In addition, he has only been in the early stage of Jindan for 14 years after joining the sect, so the senior brothers like them suffered a lot of ridicule.

That was fine, but everyone he met in the sect had a cold face, as if he looked down on them.

Such people will always be jealous and ostracized.

"Senior brother, be careful what you say."

Ning Lan's face turned cold for a moment, and the tea in her hand was covered with ice. The air pressure in the club suddenly dropped, and everyone stopped what they were doing, and all turned their attention to them.

"Junior brother Ning is angry?"

The man pretended to be surprised, turned his head and looked at the people around him exaggeratedly, and then continued.

"I just said it as a joke, junior brother, don't take it seriously." After saying that, he looked at Ning Lan with a smile, waiting for his reaction.

Aren't you cold and aloof?He wanted to see if his junior brother was really cold and aloof.

People from other sects also looked at Ning Lan as if they were watching the fun.

Qin Fan knew that it was because of him that Ning Lan was ridiculed. The little doll only apologized quietly and turned around to leave.

But he didn't want to be grabbed by Ning Lan's collar, "Senior Brother, you have a lot of free time today. I remember the elder said yesterday that it is not convenient for Senior Brother to enter the inner court because of his unstable cultivation. He asked Senior Brother to make sure to patrol around today to prevent anyone from causing trouble. …”

Ning Lan's tone of voice was calm, but when it fell into the ears of the third senior brother, it was particularly sarcastic.

It has been 23 years since he joined the sect, but he was two months behind Ning Lan in forming the elixir.

Although everyone tacitly agreed not to mention it, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Obviously, he possesses far more heavenly and earthly treasures than Ning Lan, but his qualifications are really poor. Now he finally relies on the elixirs and spiritual treasures to form pills, but he has never been favored by his master.

This is his knot.

Now that Ning Lan has brought this matter to light, he feels a little embarrassed.

"you--"

"Senior brother, am I right?"

Ning Lan frowned slightly, with a look of confusion in her eyes.

"Ah, I forgot, senior brother, you care about these the most, I'm sorry."

There was a faint smile on the young man's face, and everyone watching the excitement around him also secretly laughed, but no one dared to put his expression on his face.

The third senior brother is the illegitimate son of the sect elder. Although his talent is average, he still has a connection there. Ning Lan has the support of his master, but they have no backer.

Just watch the fun, it's better not to get involved.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you get up!"

The third senior brother lowered his head and glanced at the disciples following him, stretched out his legs and kicked them again, and then stormed out of the guild hall angrily.

"Brother Ning Lan, you are very brave."

The disciples of Qingyun Sect on the side laughed.

"I'm telling the truth."

Ning Lan reached out and pulled Qin Fan to sit down, then patted his shoulder comfortingly.

"Little brother, which sect do you want to join?"

After watching the excitement and hearing someone calling him, he came back to his senses.

"I want to join the Xianling Sword Sect."

"Xianling Sword Sect..."

Ning Lan pondered for a moment and then looked up at the people around her. She gave up after seeing no disciples of the Sword Sect.

"It's okay. You sit here for now. The election won't start until the end. I'll go find some food for you later."

"Okay, thank you, Immortal."

"What's wrong with being an immortal? Since Sister Congee picked you up, just call me Brother Ning."

Qin Fan was a little confused and turned his head to look at Ning Lan without speaking.

"I was only four years old when my master brought me back to the sect from the mountains. My fellow disciples in the sect always bullied me. The master would go into seclusion from time to time, and I suffered a lot.

Once, I followed my senior brothers to the mountains for training, but I got separated from them and lost my way. If I hadn't been discovered by Sister Congee, I might have fallen into the belly of a wild beast. "

Ning Lan smiled and told her original story.

Later, he was brought back to the small courtyard by Sister Congee and lived there for two years.

If the master hadn't become angry when he came out of seclusion, the sect might not even have thought of looking for him to go back.

He would always remember that Sister Churro was wearing blue clothes and cooking a delicious meal that day. When it was time to send him off, she only told him not to tell anyone about the small courtyard.

After that time, his master treated him better, but his other brothers became more and more distant from him, but it didn't matter, he still had Sister Congee.

(End of this chapter)