"But..."
"I don't need your mother's treasure. It's not like I can't support you." You have to use the things left by her mother to raise the cub, looking down on him?
Moreover, since it was left to Zhizhi, he would not touch it.
When Zhizhi grows up, those treasures will still belong to Zhizhi alone.
On the contrary, it was rare for Immortal Lord Guangling to nod slightly, thinking that the dead female cultivator was quite clever.
Not to mention revealing the treasure.
Otherwise, either the Immortal Lord Yiyang or Daoist Weihe will be cheaper.
Even... the junior sister of Immortal Lord Yiyang might be cheaper.
"Beware..." He suddenly said thoughtfully.
Looking at Shang Zhizhi's slightly reddish eyes, he suddenly thought of many clues from the past.
Whether it's the unfinished acquired fairy bone, or the fox cub holding back the fire of the Golden Crow, or the fact that she can make alchemy, it was only after Zhizhi spent a long time with him that she confided and told him about it. .
Even though she lived by his father's side, she still had to hide it and keep silent.
Now, hearing that Zhizhi's mother had left her treasures elsewhere instead of storing them in the cave, Immortal Guangling nodded in satisfaction and said,
"It's alright, not stupid."
No wonder the cub was so hungry to eat grass .
It is because the good things are hidden elsewhere except for some grass and leaves in this cave.
That demon cultivator thought of everything for Zhizhi.
Probably the only thing she didn't expect was that the father, Xianjun Yiyang "forgot" Zhizhi and almost starved her to death.
"Daddy?" Who is stupid?
Zhizhi ignorantly pushed the immortal Guangling who was thinking.
"It's fine. I mean it's fine now."
Immortal Guangling raised his eyebrows and said while rubbing Zhizhi's little head.
Thank you for meeting him.
Thinking about it this way, Zhizhi is really destined to be his daughter.
The red gold flame hid in the fox cub's dantian, humming, but did not dare to say a word.
Anyway, the fire didn't come up very much, and Immortal Guangling didn't bother to deal with it, but seeing Zhizhi's reluctance to part with Dongfu, in addition to accompanying herself, she wished that the whole fox could lie on the sarcophagus and accompany her mother.
Shrinking into a small ball, she whispered the story of her life with her father.
What "Daddy treats me so well, I ate delicious Huahua", "Senior brother is great, give Zhizhi such a big gift", "Second senior brother..."
She wished she could treat the people around her to every one of her. Tell your mother after the points.
Guangling Xianjun was not interested in these things, but he patiently sat in the cave to accompany her.
He decided to stay in this cave for a few days.
But before that, he first contacted the real headmaster.
When listening to the real master of the headmaster saying that the monks above the golden core in the sect have been ordered, and they are responsible for taking the disciples down the mountain, and they can clean up these magic cultivators well after traveling, the Guangling Immortal Monarch nodded slightly.
He said to the real head teacher in the Qianli Mirror, "Zhizhi and I are outside. If we encounter a demon cultivator on the road, we will also take action."
He simply told himself that he would not go back to the sect for the next few days.
Anyway, he was often not in the sect before he raised a cub, his whereabouts were always uncertain and he couldn't even open the telephoto lens. Now that he knew to contacted the sect, the real person was pleasantly surprised.
However, he only said nervously, "Junior brother, if you encounter a demon cultivator, you can do whatever you want. It doesn't matter if you kill the demon cultivator, but you must protect our Zhizhi. The magic cultivator's methods are sinister!"
Facing the insidious and cunning demon cultivator, the pea-sized cub was worried when he thought about it.
The fox cub was finishing talking to her mother at the moment, climbed down from the sarcophagus, and obediently gave gifts to the master teacher.
"Why did Zhizhi lose weight?" The headmaster asked in surprise.
"Tired. She is busy with work today and a little tired." Guangling Xianjun explained.
"Then Zhizhi, hurry up and rest." The head teacher said repeatedly, "Poor, how tired you are. You have to make up for it!"
He looked at Zhizhi distressedly, the little guy touched her fat belly, Shaking her ears and listening to Xiao Jin who suddenly spoke for a while, she asked in a low voice,
"Is it alright?"
She asked this, the red gold flames in her dantian exploded, and he said loudly, "I can do it! I'm special. Okay!"
Don't let the fox look down on him.
"That's good."
Zhizhi has long been used to Xiaojin frying from time to time, but now there are more important things, so she said to the real head teacher, "Master, Xiaojin said that the spar we dug up, It can be made into a pure yang magic weapon, and it can restrain that kind of bloodshot. The effect is better than other fires."
The spar that Xiaojin said was the day when they found Xiaojin Yuanshen, and the surrounding ones stored the Qi of the Golden Crow and the scorching magma. of transparent crystals.
The spar covered the entire long cave at that time, and it was extremely abundant. Because it contained the power of the Golden Crow to the Sun, it was an excellent refining material, and it was all collected by Guangling Xianjun.
Unexpectedly, the magic weapon made from spar can restrain that kind of weird bloodshot.
"A magic weapon?"
The real headmaster showed surprise and pondered. Each sect has its own Item Refiner, and the Vientiane Sect naturally also has one.
Although, don't know much about the power of the Golden Crow Fire that Zhizhi was talking about, it's good to try it out.
He smiled and said, "I'll ask someone to make some magic weapons to try. If the effect is really outstanding, let's discuss it."
Zhizhi is a generous cub and he also shared some of those crystal stones with his senior brothers that day. .
Brother Lin Qingya has already returned to the sect, and just used those spar refining tools to see the effect.
If it is useful, he will exchange the treasure with Zhizhi, and he will never let Zhizhi pay in vain in the name of righteousness.
Seeing that there was nothing wrong, the headmaster watched the fox cubs take out the spiritual fruit and said to Immortal Guangling,
"I have discussed with the sect masters, and it is too dangerous for the Wan Mozong to dare to do such a sinister thing now. All the sects are going to find out the sect master of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect together, and work together to destroy the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, so that they will not join forces with the Demon Race and continue to disrupt the cultivation world."
It was easier said than done.
The gate of Wan Mozong is obscure, and the whereabouts of the sect master of Wan Mozong are even more uncertain.
That guy colluded with Moyu again, and now he can't tell where he is hiding.
But no matter what, the blood sacrifice cultivator summons monsters, taints the cultivator's cultivation, and even dares to attack the elite disciples of the righteous way to break the foundation of the righteous way.
Guangling Xianjun heard a faint reminder, "If you find him, you must be careful if it's not the immortals joining forces. Don't let him take the immortal infant, but help him to be more powerful ."
The man, with another magical power, is the most cunning and vicious. Ordinary immortals would suffer a big loss when they encounter him alone.
He reminded him, it was enough.
When the headmaster was busy with the matter of encircling and suppressing the demon cultivator, he closed the contact and saw the telescopic mirror flashing again, revealing the face of the sect master of the Hehuan Sect.
"I haven't been free recently."
Guangling Xianjun was going to bring his cubs in the past two days, and said simply to the head of the Hehuan Sect.
"I'm not in a hurry about the secret realm of the Immortal Rank." The head of the Hehuan Sect smiled and greeted the fox cub who probed her brain.
Seeing the tired look on the little guy's face, he thoughtfully didn't talk to her any more, but said with a smile to Xianjun Guangling,
"I'm here to thank you, as well as Zhizhi. Unexpectedly, Zhizhi has the talent for alchemy. ... Is the elixir that was given to me that day made by Zhizhi himself? It's an incredible genius."
The people from the Hehuan sect have already returned to the sect and because the matter is very important, all the demons have infiltrated the secret realm of the right path, and immediately told him this thrilling secret realm trial.
Knowing that Zhizhi refined high-level elixir and gave it to the righteous disciples who were injured in the secret realm for free, and some disciples of the Hehuan Sect also got help by The chubby, soft little guy.
Bean-sized cub, just weaned?
Will it actually refine the elixir?
Moreover, he looked at the spirit pill, and the refining was not bad.
He already liked Zhizhi, and he also hoped to have a friendly relationship with an alchemist who was bound to grow, so he personally thanked him.
Guangling Xianjun knew his careful thoughts, but it was irrelevant, and he didn't care.
"What's the matter?"
"It's my unsatisfactory son."
"Heh..."
"Forget it. all the confidantes have run away, now he is lost and doubting life... He said he was going to travel." This is really unfortunate.
The Hehuan Sect Sect Master really couldn't understand that he was a cultivator of the Hehuan Sect who guarded his body like a jade, and the Taoist companion also asked his son to guard his body like a jade from a young age, but the son actually hugged from the left to the right.
If he said that there were many concubines, his son could proudly say "You are not a romantic boy", but now, all the concubines have left.
He rubbed his brows, thinking about the pitiful appearance of his only son, and said angrily to Xianjun Guangling,
"This is not a good thing! He takes others as a concubine, but they only take him as a cauldron for double cultivation! All the female cultivators have formed a pill, they joined forces to cut off their relationship with him and go to the world of cultivation!"
The double cultivation methods of the Hehuan Sect are all righteous cultivation methods, which are beneficial to both parties.
When his son was a happy boy, the female cultivators actually used him as a tool in the double cultivation practice.
No wonder they never jealous and even arranged shifts to pick up supplements... Shuangxiu him.
It turned out that they didn't care about that kid at all.
Until now, those female cultivators have all made great progress in their cultivation, they flirted with his son unrestrainedly, saying that they didn't have feelings for him just for cultivation, and they went on a trip together.
Said it had nothing to do with him.
The head of the Hehuan Sect complained, "I knew this kid had to have this day! His mother also said that he wanted to hug the left and the right, and not take the woman's feelings and intentions seriously, and now the result is deserved..."
Things in this world of comprehension are all sorts of strange things and Xianjun Guangling didn't find it very interesting to hear. The fox cub lay down on her hairy ears and listened to her uncle Huan's complaints for a while, and then fell asleep with a small yawn.
The voice of the sect master of the Hehuan Sect could be heard faintly in her ears and said, "There is a rumor from the Taiyi Sect that Yiyang may have to leave the customs. Is he still injured? Forcibly leaving the customs, I am afraid that there will be hidden dangers."
What's more, Daojun Weihe If something goes wrong, what is the use of letting Xianjun Yiyang go out?
It's not him who can save people.
"Your demon mixed-race disciple is interesting, but he doesn't want to save Weihe? Look at it, if Taiyizong has no other way, he has to pester you."
"How else can Taiyizong pester you."
Guangling Xianjun sneered, I just thought it was ridiculous.
Entangled?
Is it begging hard, or begging for mercy?
Or... let Yiyang come to the door again to beg?
That's fine.
He was trying to find him.
After Weihe, it was Yiyang's turn.
。