Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

"Ah ah ah!!"

A scream of vitality came from the sky, and a petite figure passed through the ripples in the sky and quickly fell down.

"The person who fell in this time is very energetic." Cui Heng laughed when he heard the voice.

Immediately, he raised his hand slightly and pushed the airflow with force, holding the figure that fell from the sky in the air, preventing her from falling directly.

This isn't a spell, it's a little magic trick that he has figured out over the past 100 years.

For immortal cultivators in the foundation-building stage, mana is no longer just the "energy" stored in the body.

But it has completely become a part of his own body.

Therefore, although he doesn't know how to turn this part into spells like water, fire, wind and thunder, it is not a problem to develop some special usages.

Under the support of Cui Heng's mana, this new "Visitor from Heaven" slowly descended.

This is a very beautiful little girl, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with fair and tender skin, soft lines on her face, and extremely delicate facial features, like a doll carved from pink and jade.

Her clothes are not ordinary. She is wearing a moon-white satin dress with golden patterns embroidered on it. The workmanship is very exquisite. She wears jade hair accessories inlaid with gold on her head, and a slender waistband. A warm jade pendant.

It can be said that it is silk and satin, with gold, silver and jade in it.

This outfit alone is enough to save Hong Fugui for the rest of his life, but he still can't save it.

This should be a rich lady.

Oh no, she was too young, not too old, so Cui Heng looked at the little girl again.

For now, I can only call you Miss.

Cui Heng planned to go over to say hello, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth. He secretly said, "Such a little girl suddenly came to a strange place. Wouldn't she be very scared to see me as a stranger?"

But at this moment, the little girl trotted over, her big eyes flickered, she looked at Cui Heng with great curiosity, and said happily, "Brother, you are amazing, are you an immortal?"

He doesn't seem to be afraid of life at all.

"I'm just..." Cui Heng was about to explain the same as when he met Hong Fugui before.

"You must be an immortal, right! Brother!" The little girl seemed to have already recognized this. Her cheeks were flushed with excitement, and her eyes were full of admiration. Before Cui Heng could finish explaining, she asked, "Can I call Are you a fairy brother?"

"Oh, call me Mr. Cui." Cui Heng tried to correct.

"Okay, Brother Shenxian!" The little girl said with a smile, "You're so old when you call him Mr. You look so young, you're not a few years older than me, so it's better to be called Brother Shenxian, right?"

Now Cui Heng looks like he is eighteen or nineteen years old.

"It's not impossible." Cui Heng said helplessly.

Since he hasn't communicated with anyone in the past ninety years, and he hasn't even said a word in the past thirty years, his social skills have deteriorated sharply.

This little girl's self-familiar appearance made him unable to straighten him directly.

Pure pure social cattle disease belongs to yes.

"Okay! Brother Immortal, is this your immortal mansion?" The little girl cheered and looked around at the same time.

She looked left and right, looking like a curious baby, then looked at Cui Heng innocently, "Did you bring me here?"

"No." Cui Heng shook his head gently, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "You came here because of chance, and you don't have to be afraid. You will return to your original world in twelve days at most."

This little girl is not as innocent as she seems on the surface.

"Ten, twelve days?" A trace of unnaturalness flashed in the little girl's eyes, and the smile on her face froze slightly, but she quickly returned to her natural state, and she seemed a little dejected, "Why is it only twelve days, Brother Immortal Can you let me stay in this immortal mansion for a while?"

"After 12 days, you will naturally know." Cui Heng said with a smile. After all, he was a monk in the Foundation Establishment period, with a quick mind, and he quickly became familiar with normal social conversations.

"That's it." The little girl looked like she was suddenly enlightened, and tilted her little head slightly, looking very cute.

However, her voice was a little lower than before, and she didn't seem to know what to say next, but she quickly opened the conversation again, "My name is Jiang Qiqi, Immortal Brother, what is your name?"

"Cui Heng, Eternal Heng." Cui Heng was not shy about his name, so he said it directly, so that the little girl could feel more at ease.

"Brother gods' names are so immortal." Jiang Qiqi said with a smile on his face, "Are the gods all eternal?"

"This little girl came from the Kua Kua group." Cui Heng couldn't help complaining in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face, "I'm just an ordinary person."

"Brother Shenxian, someone like you... um..." Jiang Qiqi was about to continue her exaggeration, but a sudden sound in her stomach interrupted her.

"Guru!"

She is hungry.

Because she was so addicted to martial arts, she fell into this novice space before she had time to eat lunch.

"Haha, let's go and have something to eat with me." Cui Heng laughed.

"..." A hint of hesitation flashed in Jiang Qiqi's eyes, but he quickly made a decision, nodded, and said sweetly, "Well, thank you, Brother Immortal!"

Cui Heng took the little girl to the door of the Novice's Cottage, and gently pressed his finger on the fingerprint handle.

Hearing a smooth and smooth unlocking sound, the door opened by itself.

"Wow! It's amazing!" Jiang Qiqi's shining eyes widened, and she said with incomparable admiration, "Is this the house where Brother Shenxian lives? It's really amazing!"

"..." Cui Heng was a little embarrassed to hear it. He didn't say anything and walked in directly.

But Jiang Qiqi didn't follow. She stood at the door and seemed a little nervous. She looked at Cui Heng and asked in a low voice, "I, can I really go in directly? I'm just a mortal."

"Come in and have something to eat." Cui Heng couldn't help laughing.

"Hmm, okay." Jiang Qiqi clenched her small fists, slightly puffed out her small chest, and stepped in.

But at this moment, the intelligent elf detected that someone other than Cui Heng had entered the room, and immediately started the voice to say hello: "Hello! Welcome! Distinguished guest!"

"Ah!" Jiang Qiqi exclaimed, obviously taken aback by the prominent voice.

It really jumped up.

His head almost hit the ceiling.

"This, this, what is it?" Jiang Qiqi looked around in surprise, but found that there was no third person.

"It's the house that's talking, don't worry about it." Cui Heng said with a smile, he couldn't explain to this little girl what artificial intelligence is and what smart appliances are.

Having not communicated with people for decades not only reduced his social skills, but also reduced his desire to speak.

"This, this is it, fairy, brother Xian's house is really amazing!" Jiang Qiqi's heart was actually even more shocked~www.readwn.com~ The house can actually speak!

Could it be that this is really the place where the gods live, and this young man who is not a few years older than himself is really a **** who has lived for a long time?

"You go and sit at the table over there." Cui Heng pointed to the direction of the restaurant and said, "I will cook two bowls of noodles."

Because of Hong Fugui's previous experience, Cui Heng didn't directly call the Yellow Turban Warrior over this time.

And while Cui Heng was cooking the noodles, the little girl fell into a dazed state again.

How to boil water and cook noodles without fire?

How can water be boiled without fire?

Why does the smoke rush upwards by itself, but it doesn't float around?

Many situations made her feel difficult to understand.

Is this person really a fairy?

But she didn't dare to ask too much.

After eating the noodles, Cui Heng did not continue talking to Jiang Qiqi, nor did he ask urgently.

Instead, he took her to the second floor and pointed to a bedroom for her to rest.

Then he went back to the training room on the third floor.

To make a little girl of this age feel at ease, the best way is to do nothing first.

……

In the bedroom on the second floor of the novice cottage.

The door of the room was firmly held up by the table and chairs, the windows were locked, the curtains were drawn, and the room was dark.

At this time, Jiang Qiqi was sitting curled up at the foot of the bed, hugging her legs, her long black hair was loose, and she buried her face. Her petite body couldn't help shaking, and she whimpered from time to time.

The lively and cheerful look that he used to get along with Cui Heng was not at all in the slightest.

"Mom and Dad, where are you?

"I, I'm so scared..."