Floating Immortal Order Chapter 801: Transmit

Of course, you can't bring it to the Hongmeng Pearl Realm.

My parents are practicing inside.

If you take it, do you want to take your grandfather with you too?

Grandpa is a lively person. While improving his cultivation and honing his achievements in Siguodong, he can also talk to everyone by the way. He is living a beautiful life. Back to the Hongmeng Pearl Realm where no one spoke?

Unfortunately, Ao Li, Ao Xiang, and Xiao Bei all formed a great virtue contract with Ye Mao'er and the others, and they had to go to Chaotic Star Sea to practice together, otherwise they could be taken around.

If you have a chance, you can get some.

"What is this box?"

Qing Zhu'er knew that Ye Mao'er and the others had all reported their names to the alliance, and it was impossible to change them. She could only change the subject and ask her by pointing to the Qiankun jade box that Grandfather had just stuffed in today.

"Milk cake."

Lu Lingxi smiled and picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

Just looking at her instantly brightened expression, Qing Zhu'er knew that it must be delicious.

"...what material?"

Qingzhuer only hates that she can't become a human, so she will take a bite right away.

"It should be the third-order spirit goat milk. The milk is mellow and sweet."

Master father rarely makes this kind of pastry for people.

My grandfather never made a milk cake.

"Don't worry, I will definitely leave some for you, and then go to Yao Ting, you will eat hard."

“…”

Qing Zhu'er was so heartbroken that she didn't want to speak.

Lingxi is used to drawing cakes for people.

If you want to go to the Demon Court again, it will definitely be impossible without ten or twenty years.

"Let's talk about it later, what is Yu Youyou's talent?"

"...It seems to have something to do with illusion."

People's special bloodline is somewhat useful, but her family's farts are useless.

Lu Lingxi has always been very worried, so she never asked Yu Youyou's talent specifically, "However, it doesn't look too strong, otherwise, Jiuyang will be scared to escape from the Qingyun Sect. "

“…”

Qing Zhu'er glanced at her, suspecting that she was belittling Yu Youyou's bloodline talent and finding a psychological balance for herself.

"Is the special bloodline actually related to the demon clan?"

Qing Zhuer wanted to find out the real source of the smooth spirit vein, "It's a bloodline of the level of a big demon or a beast. For example, if Aunt Ying marries into a human race and is fortunate enough to give birth to a child, she should follow the jade bone or the ice spirit root. , there are some bonuses."

This?

Lu Lingxi sighed deeply in his heart.

She has such a relationship with the demon, probably one of the ancestors of Changling's veins is indeed a demon.

I just don't know what kind of demon.

"I have cultivated so many dragon blood, and the second Nascent Soul has two little dragon horns. Does that mean that I am also a real dragon?"

"I think so."

Unfortunately, this guy has never had a fairy image.

Qing Zhu'er felt that it was impossible to wait for her to get married and have a smaller baby to confirm their ideas.

And the higher the monk's cultivation, the harder it is to have children.

In addition, every time this guy advanced, he did not avoid the thunder, and he even faced the thunder...

When Qing Zhu'er looked at Lu Lingxi again, her eyes couldn't help but feel a little sad. She now understands why Grandpa likes to sigh behind their backs.

"Then if my vein of smooth spirit is not passed down from the dragon clan, and now I add the blood of the dragon clan, in the future..."

Lu Lingxi suddenly stopped, "Cough, don't say anymore, hurry up and leave!"

She worked hard to live until the end of the world, and her grandfather and parents will definitely not regret it.

…

From time to time, there are beast roars coming from the jungle, and the green-robed monk walking on the tree seems to have not seen it, shrinking into an inch, and every lift is thousands of feet.

Soon he was where he wanted to go.

Beside the cliff, a cloth banner with a book on the edge of the iron mouth is flying up. On the table next to it, the old Xiu, who is sleeping on his stomach, is drooling on his beard.

"Hey! It's work."

The blue-robed monk reached out and knocked on his broken table.

"Huh? Fortune-telling?"

He just came over today.

In such a remote place, did anyone come here by coincidence?

"So it's you old boy."

Old Xiu was very contemptuous, "This old man only counts for a hundred years. Is it too much for you to chase me like this?"

"Fate is wonderful."

The Qingpao monk was obviously in a very good mood, "Isn't your one-hundred-year-old hexagram obtained by someone who is predestined? Well, this time, I'll be the first to arrive."

"...people are shameless, the world is invincible!"

Old Xiu was very helpless, "Tell me, what is it?" The sooner he finishes the work, the sooner he can get out.

"Does the sect count?"

"No!"

Old Xiu blew his beard and stared, "How many people are involved in the rise and fall of a sect? Do you think I live too well?"

He finally came back alive from the Seven Realms of the Abyss.

It's a little while before I can't come back.

"Six-legged worms arrive in the seven realms of the abyss, do you know how scared I am?"

He is still angry.

"If it weren't for the good luck of the old man..."

"What do you mean by good luck?" The Qingpao cultivator took out an armchair, sat opposite him, brewed a cup of tea, and made himself a cup first, "Is it the luck of the Seven Realms of Tianyuan? It's just right? I have a daughter of Heavenly Dao."

"嘁! If you can't speak, don't speak."

Old Xiu despised, "I have a hexagram in a hundred years, it doesn't count as heaven or earth, it doesn't count as a sect, it doesn't count as a rise or fall, it's just your personal affairs."

Others, don't dream.

"If you want to count, if you don't want to count... Get out!"

"In the ancient battlefield, there is a **** operator in the phaseless realm of the seven realms of Tianyuan, do you know?"

The Qingpao cultivator ignored what he said, just smiled and asked back: "Do you know how many hexagrams a day is? The Zomonites were surrounded and killed by an army of tens of millions. In a **** battle for a month, there were more than 100 people, and not a single one fell. Legend has it that whenever a teammate is in critical condition, that goddess named Liu Jiu'er will be the first to shout out the changes."

“…”

Old Xiu snatched his teapot and filled himself with the remaining cup of tea, "You don't like me, go find her!" He didn't care.

"The number of days she has inherited..."

"Stop!"

Old Xiu interrupted, "You are not from Xianmeng, and you are not from Zomon. Why do you care so much?"

"Hehe! Curious!"

"I'm here only for fortune telling!"

Old Xiu didn't want to pay attention to him, and looked around to see if there were other people around.

If there are other people, he will take the initiative to come forward and send a hexagram, which is the oath of fulfilling the one-hundred-year hexagram.

"Want to leave me?"

Qingpao monk smiled, "Don't have that dream as soon as possible, if you have it, help me test a word."

"Write!"

Old Xiu motioned him to use the water in the tea bowl to write a word.

"It's too stingy to not even give pen and paper."

The Qingpao cultivator didn't fall for him. He took a pen and paper and wrote him the word 'dream' (dream) on the spot.

"Dream?"

Old Xiu looked at this guy, "Do you still have time to dream (dream)?"

"...there really is."

The Qingpao cultivator sighed, "I did a stupid thing in that place that said dreams (dreams) but not dreams (dreams)."

"Pill Transformation?"

"Aren't you a **** operator?"

Qingpao monk was dissatisfied with the gossip in his eyes, "If you want me to tell you everything, then you will be a fart."

"You, you, it's so boring."

Old Xiu shook his head, took the words he wrote, and looked at it slowly, "Dream (dream)...! Literally, it means knowing. As the saying goes dream).”

When he said this, he glanced at him calmly.

"'宀' means house."

Speaking of this, he smiled, "You are so moved!"

What a funny thing!

This guy actually moved his heart.

"Your family is about to be played by yourself, right?"

As a result, he actually had the idea of ​​starting a family.

If those people knew about this, wouldn't they have to fight him again?

"...There are many interpretations of dreams (dreams)." The Qingpao cultivator was very dissatisfied with the old Xiu's joking expression, "Are you sure this is the only one you gave me?"

Speaking of which, his expression was indescribably serious.

"See this '宀'?"

Shen Shuan pointed to the '宀' he wrote, "Have you noticed that the '宀' is a bit big by your writing?"

“…”

Qingpao cultivator looked at '宀' and fell into contemplation.

He will never start a family. He was completely overshadowed that year.

"I never..."

"Slow!" Old Xiu stopped him, "The family is the family, you are you, haven't you been out of the family for many years? Now you are just yourself, so why can't you start a family?"

Speaking of this, he looked at his face, and couldn't help but let out a small murmur, "It's strange, you really don't have a red star moving."

There are few people in this world who are worthy of him.

"But..."

Old Xiu stared at his dream (dream) character, "Xi, called the sun, can also be called the moon, and it means the harmony of yin and yang. Judging from this long pen, you should be passed down by blood. ."

Speaking of this, he looked up at his face again, "I said, you worked so hard to get here, is it confusing you?"

If you are confused, you must be feeling it.

Based on his cultivation, since he has feelings, it must be true.

"...Yes!"

The Qingpao cultivator sighed deeply, "Since that time, in the more than 100 years since then, I have fallen into a dream twice, and both times I have seen a girl with an unusually blurred face, crying for Daddy."

Hearing her cry for Daddy, his heart was extremely uncomfortable.

The kid should have had a tough time.

Hateful, he doesn't know where she is.

That place, he entered by mistake when he was not very conscious.

After several visits, I felt that there was nothing extraordinary there.

Moreover, he couldn't find it again, the long cave he walked.

But if it is a dream, it seems impossible to attribute it to a dream directly.

Because, he was in a state of confusion and had a relationship with a woman.

However, I was so angry at the time that I didn't even look at the woman's face, so I hurriedly retreated according to the original memory.

Afterwards, I hadn't set foot there for several years.

"Since you also said that I have blood to pass down, then my bone blood..."

For some unknown reason, the Qingpao cultivator suddenly became a little nervous, "It shouldn't have died halfway, right?"

"...this is the second hexagram."

"Why is the second hexagram?"

The Qingpao cultivator was anxious, "Look carefully, how long my stroke is, since you say it represents my descendants, of course it's still within the word."

“…”

Old Xiu let out a long sigh, "You wrote the word yourself, you said how long it is, how can you say it, it will die halfway?"

Anyway, that aside, there is no pause.

Now it seems that although it is deliberate, it is deliberate...

"Since you have already recognized it from your heart, then go find it, and what kind of prestige are you running to me?"

His divination is finally over.

Anyway, it's much easier than the "Fate" hexagram that I explained to Lin Xi at the beginning.

That word is really full of variables.

Arouse the celestial phenomenon.

Obviously it's just a word, but he solved the three trigrams.

The little girl received 30 immortal stones, and she was slandered by her.

Hey!

Fate! Wonderful, girl, that girl is the one who broke the game!

Old Xiu knew that his three hexagrams didn't really count because of the interference of the qi of heaven and earth. However, after a hundred years of the Seven Realms of the Heavenly Abyss, he could understand that that girl was the one who broke the game.

The previous games of the Seven Realms of the Heavenly Abyss were all in her hands.

That's why she is called Tiandao's daughter.

The old revisionist was in Yuba and suddenly stopped.

I couldn't help but look at the tangled monk in the green robe, "...Go, go! It's useless to think about the things in this world, you have to do it."

"I did it, but I couldn't find the way."

He has checked that place many times in recent years, but...

"Sincerely, gold and stone are open."

Old Xiu put away his flag and said, "My fortune teller is only for fortune telling, not for finding a way for you."

“…”

The Qingpao cultivator stood up, gave him a deep look, dodged, and headed for the dense forest farther away.

Judging from his appearance, he is not a Hui Zong.

But...

Old Xiu looked at the sky and pinched a few times in his hand. He seriously suspected that this hexagram had something to do with the heart just now, and they came together.

It's just that the girl has a father, a mother, a grandfather, and a lot of ancestors.

Logically, there can be no surprises.

Old Xiu sighed deeply as he looked at the cloud that was slowly moving with the wind in the sky.

Liu Jiu'er's inheritance has something to do with him, but why is she not affected by heaven and earth at all?

Is it because there are other nobles by her side, or is it because of those things he added unintentionally, that he misplaced the secret?

…

Of course, Lu Lingxi didn't know about the immortal world. She made preparations for all possible accidents, suppressed her cultivation, and entered the so-called secret place where Yu Yoyo entered several times.

This secret place has long been deviated from its name~IndoMTL.com~ Because of the spirit-eating and winding insects, the leylines of various places have been upgraded, and I feel that the spiritual energy outside is stronger than here.

"The stone stall is over there."

Qing Zhuer also despised this ordinary place.

The aura is not good, and not even a few scattered cultivators come in.

Moreover, people came here to find those spiritual fruit trees, they...

Qing Zhuer pointed at the map, and when she and Lu Lingxi rushed to the stone booth, she really didn't notice anything unusual, "Aunt Xuanhua was in Shishi's house under the Milky Way, and you and Aunt Ying stopped playing. , Here..., Lingxi, do you think it is possible that it was messed up by the monks later?"

This?

Very likely.

But...

Lu Lingxi's eyes swept across the large and small stones on the rocky beach, and his brows slightly raised, "Lord, other secret places. Because the leylines are upgraded, they are getting better and better, why don't you follow me here? Get better?"

According to Yu Yoyo, it is maintained as it is.

Lu Lingxi rushed into the stone booth and stood on the tallest and largest boulder.

"Something's wrong."

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