Artifacts to cultivate immortals

Chapter 3 The First Smell of Immortals
The two families simply exchanged tokens, and Qing Lan was a little embarrassed at first, after all, the young boy is almost ten years old, and has read a lot of books, so he already knows what a daughter-in-law does.

But Ping'er doesn't understand this at all, she is only six years old after all, according to what her parents told her, she will be with Brother Qinglan all the time when she grows up, she is quite happy to think about it, after all, Brother Qinglan has always been Love her, although always take care of her, but also sincerely for her good.

Day by day, after the two got engaged, the two children became closer. Ping'er is willing to share any secrets with Qing Lan, and Qing Lan is also very fond of Ping'er, watching her share all kinds of funny little secrets with him .

For example, today I secretly ate an extra piece of pastry while my mother was not paying attention, for example, one time I secretly followed my father while hunting, but I was not found, and there were all kinds of pranks played by the brats next door. Secret, with a smile in your eyes, take this as an excellent way to relax after reading.

"Brother Qinglan, let me tell you a secret. I found an old fairy." Ping'er's unchanging beginning suddenly said something that shocked Qing Lan, who was looking at Ping'er with a smile.

"Ping'er, what did you say? Could it be hysteria?" Qing Lan stretched out her hand to touch Ping'er's forehead, and murmured, "I don't even have a fever."

"Brother Qinglan, I hate it." Ping'er slapped her hand off her forehead and shouted loudly, "Don't you believe me?"

"Aren't you being cheated by someone?" Qing Lan looked at Ping'er suspiciously.

Immortals or something, he once read in a book of travels under his father's box, that immortals can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, turn stones into gold, move mountains and fill seas, and do anything. , just educate him, let him study hard, don't think about these things all day long.

"Brother Qinglan, why don't you believe me? The old god told me to go look for him again in the middle of the night, and then we will go together." Ping'er said with a look of yearning: "I saw him turn such a big thing into something with my own eyes. It’s gone, but it can also make the flowers next to it that haven’t bloomed bloom all of a sudden..."

Ping'er was thinking about it, looked up at Qing Lan, and stretched out her little finger: "But we have to pull the hook, you are not allowed to betray me, and you are not allowed to tell my parents."

"Okay, hang yourself with the hook, and you can't change it for 100 years." Qing Lan stretched out her little finger without hesitation and hooked Gou Ping'er's finger, "I will accompany you to see the old fairy that night, but whether he is an old fairy or an old liar, I will tell you tomorrow."

"I know, I don't want to hide it from my parents, but my parents won't believe things like gods. When I learn some methods of gods, they will naturally believe it." Ping'er looked yearning.

"Then how did you find out about this old fairy?" Qing Lan looked at Ping'er's expression, and felt that this so-called old fairy was probably an old liar who specially fooled children.

"Early this morning, I sneaked out to pick elm coins." Ping'er said, and then quickly covered her mouth with her hand, "No, I didn't want to sneak up on trees."

"Ping'er, you..." Qing Lan couldn't laugh or cry, but she didn't care about climbing trees now: "Let's talk about the old fairy, let's forget this time, next time I can't just climb trees casually."

"Okay, I got it, it's really long-winded." Ping'er knew that she had slipped her tongue, muttered something, stuck out her tongue at Qing Lan, and made a grimace.

"I was sitting on a branch, and suddenly I saw an old man appearing from under the tree. His eyebrows and hair were all gray, and his face looked a little blue. He felt as if he was about to die. , that thing disappeared, and at this moment I couldn't help but let out a cry."

Hearing this, Qing Lan couldn't help but raise her heart. He is not as innocent as Ping'er. After hearing this description, Qing Lan has already imagined ten thousand scenes of killing people and seizing treasures, and asked nervously: "What happened later?" ? He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"Of course not. Am I standing here right now?" Ping'er said triumphantly. She never thought about what would happen to such a weird old man if someone discovered his secret. Instead, she was proud Continuing to speak.

"Then the old man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw me, and then asked me very kindly where I came from? Why did I appear here. I didn't want to tell the truth, but I don't know why, as soon as I saw his eyes I couldn’t help but tell the truth, after all it’s not good to lie.”

Ping'er blinked and nodded: "It must be because he looks like he's dying, so I can't bear to lie to him."

"What happened next?" Qing Lan asked nervously.

"Later, that old man told me that he was an old fairy who had a destiny with me, so he wanted to teach me some spells." Ping'er's eyes were shining, and he was very excited.

"Brother Qinglan, of course I didn't believe it at first, but he can actually make the peach blossoms that are still flowery bloom over there. When I saw him touch it with his hand, the flowery flower slowly opened up. Really. Immortals have the means..."

"It sounds so mysterious. Maybe he is really a god?" Qing Lan couldn't help but yearn for it, but he was still worried that this old man would hurt them. After all, no one said that a fairy is a good person. "How did he tell you? Did he ask you to find him alone in the middle of the night?"

"The old fairy said that he was destined to teach me some spells." Ping'er said proudly, "I asked the old fairy if he could bring someone with him, but he said that adults can't, because it's already set, only children You can learn spells, but it’s useless to bring them.”

"Then I thought of Brother Qing Lan, and I told the old fairy that I knew a very, very powerful young man, and he would definitely be able to learn the magic of a fairy."

"Is this formidable young man me?" Qing Lan couldn't help asking, seeing Ping'er's complacent look.

"That's right, I told the old god that Brother Qinglan has a photographic memory, knows a lot of words, understands a lot of truths, and is very good-looking, very powerful. Then the old god agreed." Knowing what it means to be shy, he said solemnly: "Brother Qinglan is the most powerful boy in our village."

Qing Lan was a little dumbfounded, forget about the front, is it considered good looking?But he didn't want to argue with Ping'er, instead he joked: "You don't tell me about your feelings when I'm your own, but because the old god agreed."

"Of course not, brother Qinglan, in my heart he is the most important person besides my parents. And I have to sneak out in the middle of the night. If my parents find out, I have to be imprisoned for a few days, but with brother Qinglan you It will be different when I go out, my parents will definitely forgive me."

Ping'er looked at Qing Lan triumphantly, "When the time comes, both of us will have learned fairy arts, so parents won't blame me."

"You." Qing Lan couldn't laugh or cry, but she was very happy that Ping'er regarded herself as the most important person. He nodded Ping'er's forehead and said with a smile: "Then we will visit this old man at night. immortal."

(End of this chapter)