Summoning of cute beasts: Master spoiled me for 3000 years

Chapter 50
Murong Jing only felt a splendor in front of his eyes, and the faint lingering light slowly invaded his internal organs.The long sword in his hand trembled unconsciously under the shroud of colored light.

"No, the colorful heart can create illusions. If you want to win, you must be surprised." Murong Jing closed his eyes in an instant, and only judged the opponent's position based on the surrounding wind.

Full of confidence, Hua Yunjian condensed the true energy in his palm, and pushed forward one after another, and the colorful feathers covering the entire Xiantai doubled in size in an instant, as if faintly showing signs of pressing down on the crowd.

At this time, Murong Jing was already deeply trapped in an illusion, struggling weakly, and the long sword in his hand tended to loosen gradually.The smile at the corner of Hua Yunjian's mouth spread, extending infinitely, but in the next second, he felt a surge in his chest, and he suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Murong Jing wrapped in colorful feathers in disbelief.

"Wind-cloud-break!" Murong Jing's voice resounded throughout the Xiantai, his hair scattered with the wind, and the place where he stood was shrouded in a golden light that seemed to be there, and the long sword in his hand suddenly poured out. The endless sword energy smashed through all voids.

Hua Yunjian's figure couldn't help but quickly retreated, and he stabilized just when he was about to fall to wipe the Xiantai.He still looked at Murong Jing in disbelief, blood oozes from the corner of his mouth, and the last mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his feet red.

The clouds gathered in the sky also dispersed at this moment, and the sound of the wind gradually died down.The disciples under the Xiantai looked at the stage with incomparably reverent eyes, only to find that Murong Jing's tall figure suddenly fell down.

When Qian Chong woke up, the wound on her back had healed, but she felt a slight pain. She walked out of the room, but she never saw Hua Qinglan, thinking that he might be in the study, so she walked towards the study direction to go.

The silent air in the study was circling, Qian Chong poked out a small head and found that Hua Qinglan was meditating, his eyes were slightly closed, and the pure white Ruoxue clothes spread out like snow lotus in full bloom.

Walking in on tiptoe, Qian Chong sat on the chair Hua Qinglan had been sitting on, picked up a book to read, but suddenly found that he couldn't understand any of the words on it, and there were some strange symbols.

"What is this?" Just when Qian Chong was about to leave the study without the master noticing him, out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of something under a pile of scrolls, like a picture scroll, out of curiosity, Qian Chong Pet carefully removed the scroll, and took out the bottom painting.

It's clearly a picture scroll, why can't I see what's on it?Qian Chong couldn't help being a little annoyed, thinking of the fairy art he had learned, he couldn't help tapping with his fingers, and after a while, the contents of the painting appeared one by one.

What a beautiful woman!When the characters in the painting fully appeared in front of her eyes, Qian Chong couldn't help but exclaimed, she didn't even know how to describe it, it was as elegant as a breeze, and as noble as a bright moon.She wears brocade as her dress, her figure is enchanting, her whole body is like a flower, shy and shy, as if she is about to walk out of the picture scroll at any time.

"Xiao Chong, is that you?" Hua Qinglan's ears moved slightly, and she couldn't help asking softly. When Qian Chong heard this, her hands shook in fright, and the scroll fell to the ground, and the lovely person on it disappeared into nothingness.

"Master, I just have nothing to do, so I found a few books to read." Qian Chong quickly picked up the scrolls, put them back, and fiddled with the scrolls in front of him casually. open.

"Does the wound still hurt?" Hua Qinglan walked to Qian Chong's side, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. By the way, master, why didn't you see the little lump?" Qian Chong raised his face slightly, and asked innocently as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Little Pimple also needs to learn, it is in the room next to yours now, but if the time is correct, it will soon be the time for it to experience the catastrophe!" Hua Qinglan frowned slightly, and there was a flash of light in her eyes. Worry.

Every spirit beast has to go through the catastrophe before it can evolve to a higher level, and the Xuanhu in the North Pole cannot escape this established fate, but it is different from some spirit beasts. The Heavenly Tribulation is the Nine Spirits Tribulation.It means that it must avoid the nine thunders.

Qian Chong walked to the next room, but was hesitant to go in, because the master said that Xiao Ge Dao was practicing at this time, and he was afraid that he would go in grandiosely and disturb it, so Qian Chong stood at the door and knocked lightly on the door a few times, Only then did he push the door open and enter.

"Isn't it? Little Pimple is actually being lazy?" Qian Chong looked at a snow-white black fox lying on a bed with an extremely peculiar structure, and asked in surprise. She then turned around and closed the door calmly, and then took a step forward. step closer.

Little Pimple seemed to sense that someone was approaching, but he was still lying there motionless, with his beautiful tail circling from time to time.

"Master also said that you are cultivating, but I think you are just sleeping and laziness!" Qian Chong hugged Xiao Liao in his arms, and his snow-white hair felt unusually smooth. Xiao Liao opened his eyes slightly and saw I have already fallen into a warm embrace, and there is a hint of a smile in my bright eyes.

After teasing Little Pimple for a while, Qian Chong hugged it and walked out of the room. At this time, the entire Qingli Palace was shrouded in a hazy night.

Qian Chong raised his eyes slightly to look into the distance, and could vaguely see a white figure on Wangtian Cliff, and while his thoughts were flowing, he walked over with Xiaopiao in his arms.

The waves were turbulent and tumbling, wet the skirt that was too long, and the wind at night was so strong that the clothes fluttered and fluttered.Standing on it, Qian Chong could see other fairy islands that seemed to be floating in the air.

Hua Qinglan stood silently, as if he had walked out of a picture scroll. He was long and lonely, with fluttering hair. Qian Chong felt his eyes sour when he saw it, but he couldn't move his gaze away.

She is so clear and proud, with an outstanding fairy appearance, but her eyes are filled with endless longing, as if there is another kind of melancholy that is more difficult to understand.Qian Chong looked at such a flower, and his heart trembled a little bit.

"Little Geda!" At the moment when Qian Chong lost his mind, Xiao Geda suddenly jumped out of Qian Chong's arms, and then plunged into the turbulent waves, and was swallowed by thousands of sea water "Little pet? "Hua Qinglan's eyes withdrew from the misty sea level, and then turned around to look at Qian Chong who looked panic-stricken. Just as he was concentrating on contemplation, he saw a white light winding into the sea, followed by Qian Chong's startled look. call sound.

"Master, it's a little lump, it accidentally fell." Qian Chong's eyes were fixed on the boiling sea, and the feeling of emptiness in her arms made her a little at a loss.

Hearing this, a gleam of understanding flashed in Hua Qinglan's eyes, and her smile, as light as a spring breeze, was frozen in the dark night, becoming an unforgettable scene.

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　The stumbling block between the little darling and the master finally appeared, please forgive me for writing her so beautiful~
　　
　
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