Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Mu Fan felt uneasy: "Master, Mu Fan doesn't know their origins, they just met by chance."

"Forget it, misfortune is forged. As a teacher, I have to give an explanation to the Law Enforcement Hall."

Patriarch Xiaoyao pondered for a moment, then ordered in a deep voice: "From now on, I will punish you to go to the extreme northern ice field to guard. Together with the disciples of various sects, we will resist the attack of beast hordes and protect the peace of the world."

"yes."

Mu Fan didn't complain at all, and accepted it calmly.

"When you go this time, make arrangements for the division meeting. High-ranking immortal cultivators in the Extreme Arctic Ice Plain are on duty all year round. The division will write a letter of recommendation for you. With the recommendation letter, you can enter the guard camp and obey orders."

The patriarch Xiaoyao pondered for a while, but then told him worriedly: "You have to remember, disciples from various sects in the guard camp gather together, and dragons and snakes mix together. Don't be brave when you encounter problems, and don't cause trouble again."

"Mu Fan would like to follow Master's instruction."

Mu Fan's face remained unchanged, and he saluted respectfully.

"So, go ahead, be careful on the road, and try to get to the Arctic Ice Field within a month."

The patriarch Xiaoyao nodded in satisfaction, his hand flashed, and a letter of recommendation floated in front of Mu Fan.

"Thank you, Master."

Mu Fan took the letter of recommendation with both hands, respectfully, turned and left.

"Hi."

The patriarch Xiaoyao watched him walk out of the cave, and sighed into the empty air: "This son is very talented and has a resolute heart. If he can withstand the tempering of the extreme northern ice native, his future achievements will be limitless."

"Brother Ji is right."

Hearty laughter came from the empty air, followed by an old man with a wide smile who looked like the real version of Maitreya Buddha.

The ancestor of Kunlun appeared and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

"You, you, knowing the origins of those people, ignore it and just watch the show from the sidelines. It's too unrighteous."

Patriarch Xiaoyao cast a sideways glance at him, then shook off his sleeve angrily.

"Brother Xiaoyao's words are different."

The ancestor of Kunlun rubbed his chin and smiled: "Mu Fan is brother Xiaoyao's high-achieving student, brother Xiaoyao has high hopes for him, I am an outsider, how can I easily interfere in the internal affairs of Xiaoyao faction."

"Besides, brother Xiaoyao has been in the late stage of incarnation for a long time. If he can get the Huangji Pill and break through the pass, he will ascend to the spiritual world just around the corner."

"This old man also thinks about Brother Xiaoyao, so he dared to ask Brother Xiaoyao not to mind the nonsense of the younger generation."

"Huangji Pill, how sure are you and when will you get it?"

When mentioning the top-grade elixir, the ancestor Xiaoyao's eyes lit up suddenly, and he became more energetic.

The ancestor of Kunlun rubbed his chin and smiled: "Qingluo entrusted the elixir to the old man for safekeeping six years ago. When the time comes, Mu Fan goes down the mountain to practice, and the old man can entrust the elixir to Brother Xiaoyao."

The old boy is full of ghosts, and it is hard for the old man to hide it!

When Xiaoyao Patriarch heard the words, the corners of his eyes twitched, wishing to spit on him and spit all over his face.

Thinking about Huangji Pill, he forcibly pressed down, full of resentment.

"Hahaha."

The ancestor of Kunlun liked to read his jokes the most, his eyes were narrowed into slits when he laughed, and with a flash of inspiration in his right hand, he threw him a small white jade bottle.

"Now that the time has come, I offer the Huangji Pill with both hands, and wish Brother Xiaoyao his wish and a smooth ascension to the spirit world."

"Hi."

Patriarch Xiaoyao took the white jade vial and sighed deeply: "It's God's will, that's all, I don't care about it, I can't do it if I want to."

"Hahaha, that's right."

The Kunlun ancestor was very happy, and laughed loudly: "What's the point of blindly following God's will? Immortal cultivators are fighting for their lives against the heavens. God won't let you live, so why are you cultivating immortals?"

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