Feng Qingtian: Supreme Little Mengfei

Chapter 198 Xiaobai
You must know that in the past ten thousand years, the longest one has been kept is five years!

For ten thousand years, so many disciples of Tiansheng Mountain have lost to an outsider, a five-year-old girl who can't even get the basic entry qualifications, and is in the Qi refining period!

Si Guanyu looked at Mu Qian carefully, and he was surprised to find that Mu Qian's cultivation had reached the fourth stage of alchemy!
15 years old, alchemy period, what is this concept?
He has lived for 800 years, and this is the first time he has seen such a heaven-defying talent. Compared with her, all the disciples of Tiansheng Mountain pale in comparison.

Perhaps Si Bihan was right, if she had a good relationship with her, Tiansheng Mountain would not lose money. After all, with such potential, becoming a fairy is only a matter of time.

Si Guanyu put away the emotion in his eyes, and he said: "It's good to come out, you can go on while talking, the door is open, and the nine disciples of this year can go in."

"and many more"

This time it was Mu Qian who stopped the disciple who wanted to enter.

"how?"

"From now on, you don't need to go through the saintess to enter the Holy Land of Ice, and not only are there only nine places, but the trial once every ten years can be freely arranged by the head."

After Mu Qian's words fell, the disciples of Tiansheng Mountain looked at her in disbelief. What does this mean?
How can it be!

This is a great thing!

Si Guanyu looked at Mu Qian suspiciously, and Mu Qian pointed to the ice mirror behind the stele, and the ice mirror for selecting the saintess was actually shattered!
"What did you experience inside?" Si Guanyu suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart.

"No comment, I can only tell you that there will be no more rules in Ice Vault of Holy Land, and all arrangements will be made by the head."

After Mu Qian finished speaking, she dragged Feng Qiansang down the mountain.

Si Guanyu hadn't recovered from his trance, he said to Mu Qian's back, "Thank you"

Needless to say, Si Guanyu also knew that this change came from Mu Qian.

Needless to say, what such a change means to Tiansheng Mountain!
He had never been so thankful for Si Bihan for sending Mu Qian to the Holy Land when he risked his life.

Mu Qian stopped in her tracks, turned her head and said to Si Guanyu with a calm expression, "If Tiansheng Mountain hadn't given me this opportunity, I wouldn't be where I am today. This should be my reward."

"You have a predestined relationship with Tiansheng Mountain, how about joining my sect? I will accept you as a closed disciple." Si Guanyu sincerely invited.

Hearing this, many disciples took a deep breath. Mu Qian was only at the fourth level of alchemy stage. Whether she can reach the Yuanying stage is still a matter of debate. Now the head of the sect not only makes an exception to accept her into Tiansheng Mountain, but also accepts her as a closed door disciple!

That is the disciple of the master!What an honor!Getting started is much higher than others!

Mu Qian shook her head, she said, "Thank you, head, I already have a teacher."

Si Guanyu sighed: "Forget it, you and I have no chance. Whether you helped Bihan return to the Heavenly Sacred Mountain, or exposed Shou and Chang's faces, or changed the rules of the Holy Land to benefit more disciples, these kindness , I wrote it down in the Holy Mountain, if I need help in the future, just come to the Holy Mountain.”

Mu Qian sincerely thanked Si Guanyu, "Thank you!"

After Mu Qian finished speaking, she turned around and followed Feng Qiansang and the two of them down the mountain.

The two went down the mountain and set up an inn in the town.

After ten years of absence, it seems like yesterday, sitting at the table, ordering some side dishes, just now Feng Qiansang chatted with Mu Qian.

"I didn't expect to see you in ten years, but you have cultivated to the Condensation Stage."

Mu Qian patted Feng Qiansang on the shoulder and praised: "This cultivation base can also be ranked in the top ten in the Palace of Heaven. Who would have thought that in the early days, the waste material of the royal family with the surname of Feng in purple could have such an achievement now? !"

"Don't laugh at me, how can I compare with you. At 15 years old, you are at the alchemy stage, and you are no worse than brother Huang." Feng Qiansang said with a smile: "I didn't expect Mu Qian to grow up to be like this." Looks like it."

"What does it look like?"

"You do not know?"

Mu Qian shook her head: "There is no mirror inside."

Feng Qiansang burst out laughing, and he said: "Go back later and take a good look, at first glance, the three of us can't recognize you."

Mu Qian touched her face in shock, is it so exaggerated?
"Mu Qian, why did you stay inside for so long? How many trials have you passed?"

"One to five, clear the customs."

"Ah! No wonder it took so long! It's just, why are the rules of the last Holy Land so easy?"

Mu Qian briefly told Feng Qiansang about her situation in the fifth trial.

"My God! Then, what about the silver-haired man? What happened in the end?"

Mu Qian touched the inside of her sleeve, and found a white snake that looked like a small snake that was only as long as a palm, and moved lazily on Mu Qian's palm.

"It-it-it...that silver-haired man?"

"It should be. Anyway, he disappeared in the end, but there is such a little thing."

Feng Qiansang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stretched out his hand to touch it. Before his fingers could touch it, suddenly the lazy little thing opened its mouth and roared at Feng Qiansang.

It means that if you dare to touch me, I will bite you to death!
Feng Qiansang withdrew his hand resolutely, this fellow cannot be provoked.

"Xiaobai, don't be so fierce." Mu Qian stroked Xiaobai gently.

Xiaobai squinted his eyes comfortably, then lazily lay still on his stomach.

"In short, if he is reborn, then the Holy Land has no meaning of existence, and what is left is the gift left by the builders of the Holy Land to the Heavenly Sacred Mountain.

"In other words, there is no fifth level in the trial. But it doesn't make much difference. No one has been there except you." Feng Qiansang took a sip of tea.

Mu Qian looked thoughtfully at Xiao Bai, whose palm was like a snake but not like a snake.

"What shall we do next?"

"Going back to Guan Zhi Ling Yuan, I'm going to take that vixen away." Mu Qian narrowed her eyes and said, "I haven't forgotten how she almost killed me at the beginning!"

Feng Qiansang touched the cup, and said, "Okay, I'll go with you wherever you want."

It was night, Mu Qian entered the room, sat alone in front of the mirror, looking at her current face.

Really, exactly the same.

She still remembers the woman she saw in the mirror the night she just traveled here, and she looks like that now.

It was also the appearance of the woman holding the man in Tsing Yi in the pool of blood in the dream.

Is that woman really her?
Mu Qian's heart skipped a beat, and her thoughts became confused. She withdrew her thoughts and put these doubts behind her.

She found that once she thought about that thing, her emotions would get out of control.

Mu Qian took a deep breath and let it out heavily. It was useless to think too much, so she blew out the lights and rested.

A month later, Guanzhi Lingshan.

The moon is black and the wind is high in the night, and it is the time to kill.

"Dean, dean, it's not good, someone broke into the mountain gate!" A disciple stumbled and ran into the inner courtyard in a panic.

(End of this chapter)