043 Yan Ji's arrival

If this matter is known by Qingwei Zhenren, I'm afraid it will be shocked. This way of Zhenyuan conversion is naturally difficult for people like him, and it is even more impossible for a monk like Yang Zifan.

Every monk who is new to cultivation in the immortal world will have a fixed attribute of true elements. If you want to convert freely, unless there is a special practice skill or a special conversion weapon, it is fundamentally possible. But these special cultivation skills and magic weapons are so easy to find. Every thing that appears is a must for major factions. After all, who doesn't want to get rid of the restrictions of the fixed attributes of true elements.

But he didn't know all this.

Secondly, the true element on the palm broom cannot be attached too much, otherwise it will destroy the bluestone, which is naturally a matter of force. Yang Zifan felt a lot about this. I thought to him, "It's so difficult to do ordinary people's things with spells. What's the use of this spell? Is it just to kill people?" Such an idea made him feel a little scared.

So he quickly came to his senses and seriously swept the floor and focused on his practice, hoping that he could make the heart of the nine-leaf green lotus bloom as soon as possible. So much so that no one came to pay attention under the mountain road.

It was a woman with light eyebrows and bright eyes, but the same gown and Yang Zifan added a little beauty against her beautiful face.

She came from under the mountain road, holding a jujube red food box in her right hand, and walked behind Yang Zifan before stopping.

Yang Zifan finally noticed something. Looking back, he was stunned for a moment and couldn't speak.

It turns out that this person is not someone else, but he often thinks of Sister Qinglin, who has not been masked for a long time.

"What, stupid?" Qinglin saw Yang Zifan's appearance and shook his hand in front of him and asked.

Yang Zifan grabbed the back of his head, giggled, and shook his head to show that he was not stupid.

Seeing his stupid appearance, Qinglin couldn't help laughing and said, "You haven't been able to talk for such a few days since you came to the back mountain. Did you learn from your deaf uncle?"

"No!" Yang Zifan hesitated for a long time.

"That's good!" Qinglin said indifferently, and then remembered something. He looked at the mountain and said, "I have heard of the floating cloud cave in the sword casting platform since I went up the mountain. Brother, have you been here for so long?"

Yang Zifan nodded and said, "I've been there."

"Have you ever got that black pebble?" Qinglin's eyes lit up and seemed to be very interested in black pebbles.

Yang Zifan said to himself, "It turns out that the senior sister wanted that thing, if she had known it, she would have taken a piece."

When Qinglin saw that Yang Zifan stopped talking, he naturally knew whether he was there or not, so he opened his words and said, "Master brought back some snacks back to the mountain last time. You take this."

With that, he put the jujube wood food box into Yang Zifan's hands.

Yang Zifan felt warm in his hand. He always thought that Qinglin had forgotten him, but he didn't expect to send himself food today: "Since she wants black pebbles, then choose a time to take her to get a piece." So he said, "Thank you, sister. If you want black pebbles, I can get them."

Qinglin's eyes lit up, his faint eyebrows unfolded, and he said, "Really?"

Yang Zifan said, "Uncle Deaf handed over the delivery of water to Fuyun Cave a few days ago, so I can go in."

When Qinglin heard this, his eyes were happy, and then immediately went down and said, "Brother, can you please do something?"

Yang Zifan has never seen Sister Qinglin talk to him so solemnly, so he nodded and said, "Sister, tell me." Qinglin begged him for ten thousand things, and Yang Zifan was naturally willing to do it.

Qinglinton said for a while, "Can you quietly take me into the floating cloud cave? I want to get a black pebble by myself?"

Yang Zifan understood for a moment that the senior sister probably didn't come here this time to think about herself, but to cast the cloud hole on the sword platform, but he didn't understand why the senior sister didn't go in by herself and asked, "Quiet? Can't Sister Fuyundong go in?

Qinglin said, "It's impossible to go in quietly. If the disciples outside want to enter the Fuyun Cave, they need to register with the deaf uncle, otherwise..."

"It turned out that I was going to sneak in." Yang Zifan thought for a while and said, "If you want to go in, I'll take you there quietly, but I'm afraid I have to wait for me to arrange it."

Sister Qinglin was happy to hear the exact answer and said, "Thank you very much. There are jujube cakes, jade shortbread and several other fruits in the food box. Today, the eldest brother is out of the customs. I have to go back quickly and ask him to help me buy something when I go down the mountain.

"Oh!" Yang Zifan answered and then said, "Senior sister, take your time."

"I didn't expect that the eldest brother got out of the customs. I don't know if he has broken through the Jindan period, but there have been no auspicious clouds in the air. I'm afraid he hasn't broken through." Yang Zifan looked at the beautiful shadow of Qinglin and remembered the heart of Brother Gu Ming, whom he had not seen for a long time.

Looking down at the food box in her hand, and then looking up at the green forest that had disappeared in the mountain road, the warmth in her heart disappeared in exchange for a burst of bitterness: "It turns out that she didn't miss me."

Looking back, the sun was a little dazzling. Yang Zifan opened the box, took out a delicate jade shortbread from it and put it in his mouth. It was soft and delicious, but it seemed that it could not fill the gap in his heart.

Maybe, that's it.

He was in a trance in his eyes, and he finally became firm when he was worried about gains and losses.

I have a nine-leaf green lotus heart in my purple house, but you may only have a purple baby.

I learned the first formula of the fairyland, but you learned the Tianyuan Method.

I come from another place, but you belong here.

The only thing that is the same may be that you and I have our own secrets in our hearts. In this case, there is no need to force it. Then for the last time! Going to the Floating Cloud Cave as an encounter before parting, Yang Zifan thought about carefully putting the food box on a clean grass and calm down, like an old monk who broke through the world, sweeping away the accumulated water one night after another.

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"What Yan Ji is back?" Qingwu's real face changed greatly, and his flesh trembled with the words of the innocent population: "How can it be that she was imprisoned in the ice and jade prison of Cuixin Lake?"

Qingwei's real face was solemn and shook his head and said, "I don't know. You and I can't hear about Cuixin Lake, but she did come back."

"This..." Qingwu Zhenren suddenly sat on the sandalwood chair beside him and said, "What about this?"

When Qingwei Zhenren saw Qingwu Zhenren's appearance, he frowned and said, "This matter is of great importance. Today I tell you to prepare you. What's the appearance of the head of your school?"

Qingwu Zhenzhen woke up and found that he had lost his temper. He quickly stood up and said, "Qingwu has lost his composure. Brother, what should we do next?

A rare cold look appeared on Qingwei's gentle face: "How can the evil person allow her to be free in the world, but don't startle the snake. You know what I can do."

"But she..." Qingwu Zhenren seemed to have something to say, but she was stopped by Qingwei Zhenren: "What was done in those years, and today's things are over today. You go down and secretly explore where she is hiding. I think the person around you will definitely appear."

"Yes, Qingwu obeys." Qingwu Zhenren nodded and looked anxious, but it was as if there was something in his heart, and then he quickly left the Zizhu courtyard.