Chapter 13: Prying in Public Mo Wang felt that the road ahead was dark. He didn't expect that after all his fellow disciples' efforts, the woman still ended up back at the starting point. After much coaxing, she agreed to join the sect, but in the end she was still unwilling to practice Taoism. If she is unwilling now, then forget it. This matter cannot be forced. No matter what, she has been recruited to the sect and is influenced by the atmosphere of cultivating immortals every day. There is no need to worry that she will not change her mind. "If you don't want to become my disciple now, that's fine. But if you want to be with your daughter, you have to go to their Sword Holding Peak and become an inner disciple." "Okay." Zhou Li nodded readily. Anyway, as long as she was not assigned a master, was not allowed to learn the techniques of cultivating immortals, and her identity was not exposed, everything else would not be a big problem. Those who wanted to assassinate Zhou Ling were arrested together and handed over to the prison for interrogation. The Wandao Sect's disciple-recruiting ceremony has come to an end. In order to avoid any further trouble, Long Aotian planned to take the mother and daughter to Zhijian Peak to settle down immediately, and find an opportunity to ask Zhou Ling what she thought about returning to Blue Star. But just as he was about to leave, Venerable Lan Fei came over.
"Little girl, this thing is called a communication talisman. It can contact me directly. Keep it well. If you are not happy in this sect, remember to contact me." Lan Fei walked up to them without saying a word and directly stuffed a small piece of talisman paper into Zhou Ling's hand. Zhou Ling didn't expect that she would dare to pry someone away so openly in front of so many people from the Wan Dao Sect on their territory. How could she do that? But looking at her new fellow master and the reactions of everyone else, who seemed to be used to it, she felt relieved. "Thank you, Your Majesty." She took the communication token with both hands and knelt in greeting. She still had a good impression of this senior. When she and her mother were seriously injured and surrounded by people, she approached them gently, showing kindness, and rescued them from the vine ball. "You kid, why call me Venerable? Call me Aunt Fei!" Unexpectedly, before Zhou Ling had been respectful for two seconds, he was hit on the head by the God-Transforming Venerable in front of him. "Hiss! If you don't fight, you'll be stupid!" Zhou Li on the side sucked in a breath of cold air with heartache, patted the back of Lan Fei's hand lightly, pushed her hand away, and then pulled Zhou Lingba behind him to protect her. Zhou Ling’s eyes widened! what's the situation! ? Although she had not been awake for long, when she was queuing up to test her spiritual roots, she heard others talking about her, and the woman in red who was sitting high up was also mentioned. After hearing the identity of the woman in red, Zhou Ling felt very grateful and respectful towards her attitude. The red-clothed woman who rescued her that day was an elder of Fengqi Sect and also a genius in cultivation. She was in the Nascent Soul stage at the age of 500 and the Divine Transformation stage at the age of 800. Although she is in the early stage of the Divine Transformation stage now, her strength should not be underestimated. Facing such a big shot, Zhou Ling felt a lot of pressure. She didn't expect her mother to dare to slap someone's hand! Although it didn't seem like she used much force, the slap was loud! Her heart was trembling, she was so afraid that this big guy would get angry. "Hey, who are you looking down on? Am I as stupid as you? Didn't I hold back when I hit her on the head?"
Unexpectedly, this venerable lady did not get angry, but instead raised her eyebrows and fought back, giving the impression that she was just arguing with her best friend. Zhou Ling was completely confused. I have been in a coma for more than ten days. How many people has my mother made friends with behind my back? "I'm not stupid." Zhou Li retorted. "At least you can make your rebuttal clearer, maybe it will be more convincing." Lan Fei smiled and patted her shoulder. Suddenly, a light flashed in his right hand, and a wooden box appeared out of thin air in his hand. "Take it. I promised to find it for you. It's the dried longevity fruit of the Holy Fruit Sect." "Thank you! I love you Lan Fei!" Zhou Li was excited and snatched the wooden box. "Oh! There are so many people here! What's the point of talking about love or not? Don't you have any sense of shame?" Lan Fei almost blushed with shame. She smiled and patted Zhou Li's shoulder again. Finally, under Long Aotian's murderous gaze, she reluctantly said goodbye and left. "Come up, I will take you to the new residence at Zhijian Peak." As if he was afraid that people from other sects would come forward again to openly steal his girlfriend, Long Aotian summoned the flying magic weapon at an extremely fast speed. His flying device... If the timing wasn't wrong, Zhou Ling would have wanted to cover his eyes. She never expected that her new master's flying magic weapon was actually a set of sofas? ? It is a very standard sofa style, you can sit or lie down on it, and it looks very soft and comfortable. As expected of you, Master Niu. The essence of cultivating immortals lies in enjoying life, right? Not only Zhou Ling, but Zhou Li's eyes also lit up when he saw the sofa for the first time. Then, without Zhou Ling's guidance, he took the initiative to move forward, found a position he thought was comfortable, sat down, and leaned on the cushion with his eyes closed. Long Aotian silently observed the reactions of the mother and daughter, and touched his chin thoughtfully. At that time, at the disciple-recruiting ceremony, he had been paying attention to the situation of the mother and daughter. The word "bitch" that Zhou Ling's mother subconsciously uttered... didn't sound like a compliment at all. Is there a possibility that she also traveled through time? But seeing that Old Man Qi from the Shengguo Sect also wanted to come here, he hurriedly activated his flying magic weapon. The flying magic weapon is very fast, but the moment the magic weapon is turned on, the wind-proof barrier is also instantly turned on, so you can sit on the sofa and enjoy the beautiful scenery without worrying about being blown by the wind. Zhou Ling admired him repeatedly in her heart and didn't notice that her new master from the same hometown had quietly moved to her mother's side. "Palace Yuye Liquor?" The old-fashioned secret code exchange session. But Zhou Li just blinked in confusion. "Are you thirsty?" She took out a water bottle from her storage bag and handed it to him. Seeing that Long Aotian remained silent for a long time and did not take anything, he added another sentence. "No wine, I have it here." "I didn't order any wine." Long Aotian's disappointment was visibly evident. He sat on the sofa a little further away from the mother and daughter and fell silent.
The Wandao Sect covers a large area. It took about a quarter of an hour to fly from the main hall square where they were previously located to the top of their Zhijian Peak on a flying magic weapon. However, when he saw the new residence, Zhou Ling's heart was still deeply shocked. This is what the immortal paradise is like! In the past, although she and her mother lived at the foot of the mountain of the Shengguo Sect, it was after all the outskirts of the outskirts, so they never had the chance to see what a real immortal cultivator's sect looked like. The huge peak floats in the air, the mountain is surrounded by fairy mist, the sunset glows, and white cranes sing quietly, which seems both real and illusory. She admitted that she was a bit useless. She couldn't take her eyes off this fairyland, not to mention that she and her mother would live in this mountain in the future. Just thinking about it made her feel extremely happy. "Don't be too happy yet. Can you...build a house?" The new master's voice came into Zhou Ling's ears, interrupting her sweet dream. (End of this chapter)
