novelones Chapter 706 Return to Zixia Fairy City
Chapter 706 Return to Zixia Fairy City
A hundred years of secret realm, a hundred years of time.
No one expected that Ye Lige and his party would return to the fairy world two years early.
Because the positioning teleportation was set up before, and it was also teleported directly to Zixia Fairy City, his own mansion.
The end time of the Yin Yang Secret Realm has not yet come, and none of the big bosses, including Ling Jian Xingjun, who were looking forward to it, noticed it.
One person is an exception, because he has been waiting quietly in Zixia Fairy City.
Ye Lige looked around his training room, without even going out to look for Jiang Fusheng and others. A middle-aged man with sparse eyebrows, inverted eyebrows and a beard suddenly appeared in front of him.
Ye Lige was startled. How did this person get in in his own training room, in the legendary death array?
Ye Lige looked over warily, "Who are you?"
How did you break in again?
With her cultivation in the Golden Fairy Realm, she didn't even feel any spatial fluctuations.
The middle-aged man shook a broken cattail leaf fan in his hand and said straight to the point, "I can do you a big favor!"
Ye Lige had just come back, and he still didn't understand the current situation in the fairy world and couldn't figure out the crux of it.
Fortunately, the man didn't need her to guess, and said directly: "The Immortal Lord who just walked out of your place was given a bad luck mark."
Such people will be unlucky when things happen, and their breakthrough will definitely fail. If they don't downgrade their level, they will be considered lucky.
Ye Lige held her forehead. In fact, she knew that after leaving Xuanyuan's small world, although her second uncle's misfortune was much smaller, the situation was still not optimistic.
Previously, when they first arrived at the Xuanyuan Realm, the two of them originally wanted to collect some heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
Unfortunately, Immortal Lingyu was almost torn to pieces by the monster.
After an experience, the two of them were frightened and decided to leave the secret realm early.
Returning to Ye Lige's own territory, under Qing Mu's eyes, Immortal Ling Yu seemed to be surrounded by a layer of vague gray mist.
I also have mixed feelings in my heart. Although the situation is getting better, I have not completely gotten rid of my bad luck.
The middle-aged man continued: "His condition is like a rolling snowball. It doesn't melt when it's warm and freezes when it's cold."
The implication is that even if you have merit, it cannot reduce bad luck.
But if something bad happens, it will become more serious.
In short, the root cannot be eradicated no matter what!
This means that Immortal Ling Yu must be tied up with a lucky person in the future in order to slightly change the current predicament.
Monks experience countless risks, and no one can always have smooth sailing.
Ye Lige: "Senior, what are your conditions?"
The middle-aged man looked at her approvingly, it was refreshing to deal with smart people!
"I want to accept Qi Jingyan as my disciple!"
Ye Lige looked at the man in front of her again and again, "Are you the God of Mold?"
The God of Misfortune looked at her with a half-smile, "Everyone avoids me when it comes to me, aren't you afraid?"
Ye Lige glanced at him, "Bad luck is everywhere!"
Just like my second uncle, there is definitely no way to hide.
The God of Mold: "You are self-aware!"
Ye Lige: "Although I am Qi Jingyan's master, I will not interfere with his decision."
Ye Lige was also speechless. It was a great opportunity for a great god to take a fancy to Qi Jingyan.
But this man is evil, no one wants to provoke him, and no one wants to get close to him.
Although Qi Jingyan was born with bad luck, it didn't mean that he was willing to leave with the God of Bad Luck.
The God of Misfortune raised his eyebrows, "If that boy rejects me, will you let Immortal Lingyu continue to be unlucky?"
Ye Lige was unmoved, "Everyone has his own chance!
Ayan is an independent individual, and the younger generation will not force him to do anything because of anyone or anything. "
If Qi Jingyan is unhappy, even if he succeeds in cultivation in the future, there is no guarantee that his inner demons will not be left behind.
Ye Lige had raised him for so many years and didn't want to see such a situation.
"Good good!"
The God of Mold waved his sleeve, and Qi Jingyan fell out.
Kneeling on the ground with red eyes, "Master, my disciple is unfilial!"
The master is still his master, and he will always put himself first, and it will not change because of other things.
If you say you are not moved, how is it possible?
Ye Lige accepted this great gift and helped him up with his own hands, saying in a serious tone, "You need to decide where to go!"
There is no transaction, let alone selling out for profit.
Qi Jingyan is already at the realm of divine transformation, and considering his age of over a hundred years old, he is already extremely talented and beautiful.
However, Qi Jingyan's situation is very special.
Just like merit cultivation, you need corresponding merit books to practice and make great progress, the same is true for Qi Jingyan.
There are specialties in the arts, and although Ye Lige is versatile, there is really nothing he can do about Qi Jingyan's situation.
Qi Jingyan also has his own considerations. Now that he has grown up, he considers problems more comprehensively.
Master is very good and will never treat him differently.
But he himself knows his own situation. Even though he works very hard, bad luck still leaks out from time to time.
He couldn't get close to his master like other people, for fear of spreading bad luck, so he even moved into a small courtyard in Zixia Fairy City alone.
He solemnly bowed to the God of Mold, "There is only one master, and I am willing to be your servant!"
Musty God: ...heartbroken!
Ye Lige held his hand and said, "Ayan, no matter where you go, this will always be your home!"
God Mold felt comfortable and glanced at Ye Lige approvingly. He liked to deal with smart people who knew their business.
Although she didn't say it clearly, Ye Lige had already acquiesced in Qi Jingyan's new apprenticeship, and she defined this place as the home where she had the most sense of belonging.
People are reasonable, and Goddess Mildew feels that he should be more generous.
Hun said nonchalantly: "A monk's life is long and distant, and he may not have just one master."
Qi Jingyan breathed a sigh of relief and kowtowed, "Disciple Qi Jingyan, pay your respects to the master!"
The God of Mold laughed heartily. It is not easy to win over a disciple who closes his eyes.
It was not in vain for him to find a way to deal with Immortal Lord Chi Yuan in order to solve Qi Jingyan's worries.
Although it was not a separation of life and death, Ye Lige felt uncomfortable in her heart.
With a touch of his hand, he took out the space obtained from the old demon Feng Huan.
"Ayan, I'll give this to you!"
Qi Jingyan will definitely be engaged in a high-risk profession after following the God of Mold, and he may be in danger of being beaten to death.
This frame space may save his life at a critical moment.
……
Qi Jingyan is gone, and the God of Mold no longer hangs around Zixia Fairy City.
For a moment, Ye Lige's heart felt empty, as if there was a missing piece in her heart and it was not complete.
Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?
How could he be indifferent after so many years since he was raised at such a young age?
However, no matter what, Qi Jingyan will have more development prospects if he stays with the God of Mildew.
Before Ye Lige could feel more sad about spring and autumn, Jiang Fusheng came back, and he also brought back an unexpected character.
"Master Chengyuan?"
The moment he saw Lord Chengyuan, Ye Lige's eyes almost dropped.
When he was in the Beichen Small Realm, even though Cheng Yuan Taoist Lord's Dantian was damaged and he was once in dire straits, he was not in such a miserable state.
He was more than just embarrassed. Walking on the street, Ye Lige wouldn't recognize him even if he passed by him.
Standing there tremblingly, like an old man.
In fact, Chengyuan Daojun at this time is already in the state of becoming a god. No matter what, he shouldn't be so depressed.
Ye Lige glanced at Jiang Fusheng, "What's going on?"
Jiang Fusheng has already broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm. It seems that everyone has worked hard in the years since she was gone.
Jiang Fusheng's eyes suddenly turned red, "Aunt Seventeen, this is too bullying!"