I am the best spirit stone

Chapter 57
Immortal world, Xiaoling Mountain.

A handsome and picturesque tall man walked slowly, leading a little doll, one tall and one short.

The little baby Nuo Nuo asked: "Master, what kind of place is this?"

"Little Spirit Mountain."

The little baby kept nodding while looking at the surrounding scene, "No wonder it is called Xiaoling Mountain, everything is small. Well - the mountains are small, the trees are small, the houses are small, and even the people..."

Yushi stopped muttering, dumbfounded.

I saw a villain - wrong!A little old man, very small, flew out of the hut, with a small cane in his hand, and flew over on a small somersault cloud.The old land in Journey to the West has also traveled through—wow, it has become a miniature version!
Yushi blinked, quickly reached out to wipe and rubbed——

"You read that right."

Xuan Wuchen opened his mouth lightly, preventing the little man beside him from ravaging his eyes desperately.

The little old man's somersaulting cloud also flew close at this time, hovering above the two of them.

Xuan Wuchen knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists with both hands, and said in a low voice: "Wuchen pays homage to Master." He pulled the little boy who was stunned by his side, and said, "Greetings to Master."

Yushi "oh oh" retracted her gaze, knelt down, imitating her master, and said Nuo Nuo: "Xiao Shi'er pays homage to my little master." The difference between this master and her imagination is not ordinary!Hee hee - he is really not an ordinary little boy!

When Xuan Wuchen heard this, he frowned slightly, and glanced above——

"Wow...Wow...! How am I so young?! Why am I so young! I am 10,000+ years old! How am I so young! At most, I am not very young, how small! Wow...I don’t want to do anything Little master! I don't want it!" The little old man above the somersaulting cloud suddenly burst into tears.

Yushi's face was covered with black lines, and his small mouth could almost hold a caterpillar's big golden egg.

Xuan Wuchen's face was full of black lines, he glanced at him lightly, and said: "It is a fact that you are not very young, and it is also a fact that you are not very old."

Hearing this, the little old man above the little somersault cloud sat down, tears streaming down his face, kicked his short legs, and yelled, "You brat! You are tall and powerful! I haven't seen you for thousands of years, and you will be sarcastic when you come here." Me, on purpose! I think you did it on purpose!"

Xuan Wuchen flicked his snow-white sleeves lightly, nothing but a cold composure appeared on his indifferent face.Turning slightly to the side, seeing that the little apprentice's mouth was about to fall to the ground, she stretched out her hand to lift her chin up, and stood calmly with her hands behind her back.

Yushi looked at him gratefully, his jaw couldn't drop to the ground, but his mouth was still speechless, he blinked and stared blankly.

The little old man cried and shouted: "Come quickly! My apprentice is ignoring me again! Come quickly! Throw him out!"

At this time, a little Taoist boy came out of the hut slowly, dumbfounded and miniature.He stared at Xuan Wuchen and Yushi in amazement, and stopped in his tracks.

The little old man yelled: "Junior! What are you still doing?! Hurry up!"

Yushi almost burst out laughing!
Junior?Such a small person is called a junior?It's obviously the mistress!Uh--

Da San regained his senses in a daze, quickly took out a rope from his arms, and handed it respectfully to the tearful little old man, saying: "Master, here it is."

In the world of cultivating immortals, some elders and immortals with extremely advanced Taoism will take in one or two close-knit young Taoists to teach them certain immortal skills.Although it is not a master-student relationship, they will respect the old man as a master.

The little old man stared at the rope, and with a wave of his hand, the rope was slapped far away, and he blushed angrily: "Wrong! Wrong!"

Junior glanced at the rope that had been slapped away, stretched out his hand and scratched his head.

Xuan Wuchen took his apprentice's chubby hand, and calmly said to the junior: "You cry, make trouble, hang yourself, you are one step ahead." Then, calmly led the apprentice, and walked into the hut calmly.

Junior finally remembered something, bowed to Xuan Wuchen's calm back, and said respectfully: "Junior pays homage to Immortal Xuan."

This reaction is really not ordinary slow!

Xuan Wuchen gave a soft "hmm" and didn't turn his head back.The little man beside him turned his head, covered his mouth, and giggled.

The little old man flew down from the somersault cloud, glared at Senior, and cursed angrily: "You can't have a better memory! What did I tell you yesterday?!"

Junior patted his head and said doubtfully, "Master, I remember all the things you said yesterday!"

The little old man frowned with long white eyebrows: "Remember? Do you remember those?"

Junior smiled and replied: "Senior, why did I take the wrong robe again! Don't put on the wrong one again! Senior, why is my shoe missing again? You brat, you used it to beat mice again! I beat you to death……"

The little old man froze, waved his hands helplessly, and sighed: "There is no need to say any more."

The third year raised his eyebrows in doubt, and asked nervously: "Master, I remember everything, I will tell you every sentence, just wait! There are many more!"

The little old man sighed weakly: "Stop talking, I'm going to find a corner and have a good cry."

Junior grabbed his sleeve and said seriously: "Master, I really remember, you have to listen to me!"

"No need... woo...I'm going to find a corner and have a good cry."

Da San persisted in hugging his thigh, and shouted: "Master, don't go! I really have a lot to say! You still say, Da San, can you be any more stupid! No way!" I can't..."

The little old man whimpered and murmured: "Don't say any more, really... woo... Big San, can you be any more stupid? No, really can't. I'm going to find a corner, Have a good cry."

Last night, he gave thousands of confessions, ten thousand instructions, and even left a note on his forehead.How could he forget? !God!Really can't be any more stupid, can't, can't.

The junior hugged his leg tightly and did not let go, chattering endlessly.

The little old man burst into tears, crying.

After a long while, a cute voice sounded from behind: "Master Patriarch, can I have a word with you?"

The little old man wiped left and right, before the tears were completely dry, he smiled and said: "Your grandson is so good, can you call me Grand Master again?"

Yushi nodded, and crisply shouted: "Master Patriarch!"

The little old man clapped his hands, laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes, and walked over, but the junior was still hugging him tightly, refusing to let go, and was dragged along.

"Hey! Why is my grandson so obedient! You are so cute! Grandmaster likes you so much! If you shout again, I will send you a basket of pills!"

Several gold ingots immediately appeared in the shiny black eyes of jade, and they shouted crisply: "Master Grand Master! Great Master Grand Master! Great Great Master Grand Master!"

The little old man - Immortal Immeasurable patted his thigh, laughed loudly, conjured up a big basket of pills, and said with a smile: "Good boy! You are so good! You are really my good disciple! That kid Xuan Wuchen, this one In my life, the only thing I did right was to accept an apprentice who was as tall as me! Well done! Well done!"

Yushi's head nodded as if pounding garlic, and he stretched out his arms to hug the big basket—oh!so heavy!It's done!Difficult to say: "Da Da... Master, I'm hungry... Let's make a big meal!"

Immortal Immeasurable smiled and said: "You shout one more word, and Grand Master will immediately turn it into a feast for you to eat!"

Fatty Yushi struggled to support the big basket with his hands, his small body was also dangling, his little feet could not move much, and he spoke with difficulty: "Big... big... big... master... big... it's too big ! It's too big! Ah!"

The big basket fell to the ground suddenly, and the little man who refused to let go rested on it, with his legs spread out, and followed the shaking of the big basket.

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　Dear, more!mwah!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)