Fake Immortals in the Cultivation Realm of Life

Chapter 415 Golden Mouse Ball (Part [-])

Although Feng Ling was punished to reflect in the ancestral hall, she has ears to repay the gods and knows a thing or two about the outside world.

In order to vent her anger, Rong Zhi offended the unreal Buddha, and was imprisoned in the Ice Owl Cave in the back mountain.

Buzhen Buddha discussed the Tao with several teachers and nephews of his generation, and awakened the dreamer with a word.

There are nearly a thousand people in the sect, and even the dumb people who sweep the floor say that they are not true. The Buddha is worthy of being revered as a "holy monk".

Now, Feng Ling looked at the little gray-haired mouse lying in his hand and eating Lingmi, and said helplessly: "Qiaoqiu, can't you finish talking before eating? I have left you with my share of Lingmi. Why? Still starving to death all day."

The gray-haired mouse, Qiuqiu, turned around and pointed its butt at Fengling: "It's a good thing it got a good thing and still thinks about her."

I don't even think about how it has time to eat after inquiring about the news for a day.

Feng Ling also knew that she was a little impatient, so she quickly apologized to the little gray-haired mouse, "Qiaoqiu, I was wrong, don't be angry, am I also in a hurry? If you are not a real Buddha, why did you go to Yaochi Xiaojing? The senior brothers and sisters also decided to accompany them?"

After the little mouse Qiuqiu finished eating the spirit rice, with a wave of his little paw, he took out an exquisite food box from his storage space. The original ecological spirit wood was polished by hand. It is as lifelike as it is embedded in it.

"Ah, where did it come from? It's so pretty." Feng Ling said as he opened the food box, and saw that in the food box was an exquisite eight-treasure plate, which contained eight kinds of dim sum, each with four pieces, and each piece was only the size of a Go piece. Make it look like a flower.

Feng Ling carefully picked up a piece, it was in the shape of a peach blossom, looking at the thin petals and golden stamens, if not for the sweet smell of food, it would look exactly the same as the enchanting peach blossom in March.

"I guess it's a gift from that non-real Buddha. What did you do to get his eyes? This snack is made of spiritual materials. You're really rich and powerful!"

At this moment, Feng Ling felt that he was really jealous, a big man would look like this even after eating a snack, he was simply a "sissy".

Although Qiuqiu had already opened the food box and looked at it, but once again saw the delicacy of these tempting mice, he still wiped his saliva, it was important.

I saw the little gray-haired mouse jumping on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a little boy of three or four years old, with red lips and white teeth, very pretty.

This little gray mouse named Qiuqiu turned out to be a demon cultivator of the Four Heavenly Kings Realm.

"The things you want to inquire about are not known to the nephews of the previous generation. I thought that the nephew who I asked was the first disciple of the suzerain. If others don't know, he should know about it, so I decided to secretly follow him.

But Wenzhi's nephew has been staying in Wangyun Tower. I am afraid that I will disturb the real Buddha, so I can only sit outside and wait for rabbits.who knows……"

Speaking of this, there was a dreamy smile on Qiuqiu's delicate face, which only made Feng Ling shudder, and pushed him, "Qiaoqiu, you are the same as Rongzhi, are you in spring?"

"Fachun, you big-headed ghost!" The beautiful picture in memory was shattered, Qiuqiu wanted to jump up and open Fengling's head.

No, he should have opened his head. Did he not take the medicine at the time, or else why did he, the mighty Chinchilla, sign a contract with this guy?
After making a fuss for a while, one person and one monster ate snacks together, looking at the little friends who didn't have the consciousness of "not eating cheap food", Qiuqiu has long been familiar with it.

"I was hiding outside the Wangyun Tower, and I felt that the power of the moonlight was much stronger. When I looked up, I saw that untrue Buddha was actually practicing in the Yunhe.

Didn't you see that his every move can attract so many moonlights, not to mention the disciples in Wangyun Tower, even the flowers and plants in the entire sect are a little more spiritual than usual.

And that's not the end, after the moonlight comes the star glow, after the star glow the sun rises, and when he stretches out his hand, a purple sun essence stays in the cloud river for a full thirty breaths.

Feng Ling, you haven't seen that kind of spectacle. The Yunhe when the moonlight, starlight, and sun essence are falling is the real Yunhe. "

Feng Ling wanted to snort, but just listening to Qiuqiu's description, she was already yearning for it, so she couldn't say any mocking words.

Qiuqiu glanced at the little friend who was desperate for face and suffering, and continued helplessly: "I don't know if the real Buddha discovered me a long time ago, or because of the strange scene, I let out my breath under the agitation of my mind, anyway, it's not true After the Buddha finished his training, he waved his hand and I flew into his hand."

Qiuqiu recalled the scene at that time, and it still felt like a dream:
"Little guy, whose spiritual pet are you? Yo, you're still a rare chinchilla, why is your partner willing to let you out in the wind and sun?"

Hearing this, Qiuqiu was shocked, because even the owner didn't know his true identity.

The Chinchilla is also a great ancient monster, but the juvenile Chinchilla, in appearance, is no different from ordinary mice, and even the demon power on its body is very weak.

Chinchillas rely on this camouflage to protect their young.

But as soon as hairs other than gray start to appear on the body, the life of the Chinchilla squirrel will begin.

Because each color of hair on the Chinchilla represents a kind of supernatural power.

It's just that this is the secret of the Chinchilla family. Even the Baise Chinchilla can only use a few magical powers in front of people.

Those who know this secret are either members of the Chinchilla family, or they are dead.

Qiuqiu doesn't know how much this untrue Buddha knows about Chinchilla, so that he can see its true identity at a glance.

But it was the first one who knew it was Chinchilla, but didn't have the heart to snatch it.

So Qiuqiu didn't run. Of course, he felt that he couldn't run either.

"Qiaoqiu, why are you here?"

Hearing this sound, Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, and felt the hand that was smoothing its hair stop for a moment, and then heard the owner of those slender and beautiful hands say with a half-smile: "Brother Wenzhi knows this little boy. guy?"

The person who came was Qiuqiu's nephew Wen who was going to sit on the sidelines. As the eldest disciple of the suzerain Feng Xun, the elder brother of Piao Miao Xun Xianzong's generation, he was the most honest and prudent man.

"This is Aunt Fengling's spiritual pet, Qiuqiu. Please forgive me if I offend you in any way."

"I saw this little guy is cute, so I arrested him. If I offend him, I will take it on my own. Please forgive me Qiuqiu and Fengling Daoist."

It was the first time for Qiuqiu to see someone treat spiritual pets with such a respectful attitude. Even Feng Ling, who brought it out of Yaochi and signed an equal contract, would inadvertently reveal a sense of superiority as a human being.

Afterwards, the inauthentic Buddha invited it to drink a cup of honeydew, gave it a food box, and then gave it to the nephew Wen.

Qiuqiu only feels that the feeling of being respected is so wonderful that she is reluctant to share it with others.

(End of this chapter)