Forced to cultivate immortality, I just want to get married

Chapter 78

"What? According to what you said, Fang Ci is tired of being my apprentice and wants to be my brother-in-law."

"Don't dare."

Looking at the three people kneeling down at the same time, Immortal Master Xianyan smiled and shook his head, "If you have the heart to gossip but don't have the guts to gossip, what's going on outside!"

"I don't know, I just heard it."

Yiyi told the story about the trouble in Tongdou Hall that he heard today, Erye was responsible for supplementing, and Siyi was responsible for echoing.

Fang Ci and Jing Qiaoer got into a fight because of Shui Miaomiao. Fang Ci protected Shui Miaomiao in his arms and pushed Jing Qiaoer. Then Jing Qiaoer ran away crying. Fang Ci and Shui Miaomiao both Just start flirting in the Tongdou Palace?

The more I listen to it, the more nonsense it becomes.

Xianyan Xianzun tried his best to hold back his laughter. Looking at the three people below who were telling gossip seriously, he finally laughed out loud, "Hahahaha! Hahahaha!"

Since there are rumors, it is true that such a thing happened, but the motive must not be as sexy as in the story. Xianyan Xianzun did not believe that Fang Ci would beat Jing Qiaoer.

"Did Mr. Fang Ci really beat Miss Qiao'er?" Sibo didn't believe it. "I have never seen Mr. Fang Ci beat a fellow disciple in person for no reason."

Well, Xianyan Xianzun nodded. Si Yu was right. Fang Ci usually directed others to beat him.

"What's more, the other party is a woman?"

"What you said is wrong." Immortal Master Xianyan suddenly interjected: "Fang Ci looks polite because he has a good tutor? It's because he looks good and is not crooked. But if he really gets annoyed, he doesn't care if you are Men and women are from the same sect, he dares to hit anyone, but he can’t beat Jing Qiao’er.”

Why?All three were confused.

"Because the Fang Jing family has been intermarriage for generations, Fang Ci is not the only male in the Fang family, but Jing Qiaoer is the only darling of the Jing family."

This is no longer as fun as gossip.

"Then do you want to remind Miaomiao?"

"Heh." Immortal Master Xianyan looked at the four girls, "You are so soft-hearted, why are you still afraid that my little junior sister will be so infatuated that she will make a mistake..."

My little junior sister is not a little white rabbit who needs your protection. She is more hard-hearted than she imagined.

Afraid that Shui Miaomiao would run away again, Xianyan Xianzun had been keeping a close eye on her these past few days. The more he stared, the more curious he became, how could a little girl manage to feel so alienated and lonely whenever she was alone, as if she were the same as this one? The world is out of place.

But she goes crazy when she sees people. Isn't she tired of this feeling of separation?

Maybe she didn't notice it!She often had nightmares, but she couldn't remember what she had dreamed about.

Immortal Master Xianyan's expression changed. He seemed to be blamed for this matter. He was the one who sealed Shui Miaomiao's inner demon. Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore.

"Shui Miaomiao, what did she choose from Tongshou Hall?"

"When I returned to the Immortal Lord, Miaomiao chose a magic technique called the technique of controlling fire."

"I seem to have some impression of this ordinary name." Immortal Master Xianyan patted his head and remembered, "The art of fire control was placed hundreds of feet away many years ago, and no one has practiced it for a long time. It is difficult and useless. If you don’t practice well, you won’t be able to use the ordinary fireball technique well, and then you move closer and closer to within a hundred feet, do you think my little junior sister can practice it?”

Shui Miaomiao, who was being talked about, was sitting in the courtyard, staring blankly at the small flames floating on the fingertips of her left hand. A gust of wind blew by, extinguishing the flames on her fingertips.

'Snapped! Shui Miaomiao snapped her fingers, and the flame appeared on her index finger again.

It's great that she can summon fire now, but it can't even light a cigarette.

Jiuchengqiu returned to Renjing Xiaozhu, passed by the courtyard, and walked towards the room.

He passed by Shui Miaomiao.

Ninefold Vengeance is just like what is written in that song: stand like a pine tree, sit motionless like a clock and walk like a gust of wind.

It's a pity that the wind didn't extinguish the flame, he took it away.

How should I put it? Shui Miaomiao now believes that this small flame can light a cigarette. The flame cannot feel the temperature when it is in her hand, but it does not mean that it has no temperature. On the contrary, its temperature is not low.

Jiuchongqiu's windy hair drew away the flames, but did not entangle it. The flames fell down and landed on Jiuchongqiu's seemingly tight buttocks.

In an instant, the little flame took up residence and began to thrive.

Jiuchengqiu didn't have time to do anything. He just looked back at the fire, took off the belt on his chest, and let the knife on his back escape. Then he was kicked to the ground by Shui Miaomiao.

"Water, water, water, there is water here and there!"

After pouring a pot of tea on the table, there was almost no response.

Shui Miaomiao kicked Jiu Chou to the ground beside the gravel road.

"Roll, roll quickly."

Jiucheng Qiu also obeyed and rolled around regardless of his appearance. The fire didn't last long, but it wasn't that small either.

Shui Miaomiao picked up the knife dropped by Jiuchengqiu and shouted: "Lie down!"

Holding the knife in both hands, Shui Miaomiao slapped Jiuzhongqiu's butt with all her strength.

Jiuchengqiu was digging at the lawn beside him. He had reason to believe that Shui Miaomiao was seeking revenge for that night.

The fire diminished, leaving only a few small flames. The knife was not light, so Shui Miaomiao, who was panting slightly, simply threw the knife away and started to use it directly.

'crack, clap, clap'

"Okay, okay." Seeing that the fire was out, Shui Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief and slumped aside.

"It's destroyed." Nineth Level Chou said faintly, raising his head from the ground and looking back at Shui Miaomiao, "But your hand."

Looking at his right hand that was still on Jiuchengqiu's hip, Shui Miaomiao smiled awkwardly, "It's a mistake. It's just a mistake."

"Don't take it away yet!"

I don't know whether Jiuchengqiu was burned or hurt by being beaten, but Shui Miaomiao actually saw some mist in his eyes.Getting up from the ground, Jiuzhong Qiu held his pants and walked away without saying a word, even forgetting the knife beside him.

Shui Miaomiao stayed where she was and looked at her right hand. Not to mention that Jiuchengqiu's buttocks were not only tight but also elastic.

Jiuchengqiu, who came back to take the knife, looked at Shui Miaomiao in disbelief, and his eyes fell on her right hand that was still raised, "Shui Miaomiao, are you sick?"

Jiuchengqiu held the handle of the knife tightly, as if he was about to pull it out and have a showdown with Shui Miaomiao at the next moment.

Shui Miaomiao hurriedly put her right hand behind her back, "I, I just saved you."

"Save me? Why am I burning up for no reason!"

Shui Miaomiao quickly put her left hand behind her back, "Qiu Gan Wu Zao, are you careful about Huo Zhu?"

"The clear sky and white sun come from the fire candle!"

Jiucheng Qiu's face became increasingly livid, and his fists clenched tighter and tighter.

"I was wrong, I was wrong." Shui Miaomiao held her head, "Why don't you go back and change your pants first."

"You, just wait!"

After Jiuchengqiu left, Shui Miaomiao got up from the ground without hesitation, ran back to her room and locked the door.

Under the arch, San Mao was carrying a tray. He was ordered by Immortal Master Xianyan to deliver something in case Shuang Miaomiao burned himself while practicing the art of controlling fire.

Immortal Master Xianyan said that everything about Shui Miaomiao must be reported to him, so does Shui Miaomiao have to report the matter of Shui Miaomiao slapping Jiucheng Qiu's butt?
Jiuchengqiu was very puzzled that Xianyan Xianzun came to Renjing Xiaozhu early in the morning, saying that he wanted to see how he was practicing the Qing Yan Sword Art, but everyone in the audience was staring at his butt.

Opening the door, Shui Miaomiao yawned and walked out.

"Good morning, little junior sister, I heard that you have learned the art of fire control."

"Uh." Shui Miaomiao looked at the Nine-fold Chou behind Xianyan Immortal Lord, and knew it was you who was responsible. The Nine-fold Chou smiled strangely.

Shui Miaomiao was shocked when she saw it.

However, Xianyan Xianzun was still adding fuel to the fire: "Can I take a look?"

The Immortal Lord has spoken, can I refuse?
Flames rose at Shui Miaomiao's fingertips.

Xianyan Xianzun raised his eyebrows. Yesterday, he heard San Mao say that he still didn't believe that he could summon flames in less than a day. What kind of qualifications was this?

Jiucheng Qiu suddenly made a sound when he danced his sword. Shui Miaomiao was so frightened that his hand shook, and the small flame in his hand immediately exploded into a ball of fire.

Shui Miaomiao didn't check, but the fire burned the broken hair on his forehead.

Is this the retribution?
Immortal Master Xianyan appeared in front of him at some point, and raised his hand to extinguish the flame on Shui Miaomiao's head. "It's difficult to control fire control. Junior sister, be careful. It doesn't matter if you burn the things around you, but don't burn yourself." "

After burning other things, Shui Miaomiao immediately thought of Ninefold Vengeance, which was the first thing he burned.

Jiuchengqiu glared at Shui Miaomiao fiercely. He finally knew why the master was staring at his butt so early in the morning. Who spread the news about this!

He beat him to death, no, he wanted to beat Shui Miaomiao to death.

Feeling the deep malice of Ninefold Chou, Shui Miaomiao shuddered.

Immortal Master Xianyan stroked Shui Miaomiao's head, "Why do junior sisters want to practice the art of controlling fire? The water attribute seems to be more suitable for junior sisters, and there is no danger."

"I heard that you need to learn to control fire before you can learn to make alchemy. I saw that there was an alchemy room in the small building in Renjing, so I became interested in learning to make alchemy."

Where does this interest come from? Xianyan Xianzun's smile froze.

Alchemy is not fun. If you accidentally explode the furnace, you will either die or be disabled. Although alchemists are in high demand, no alchemist has lived a long life since ancient times.

If Shui Miaomiao blew himself up from playing, what could he give back to his junior uncle? Or should he send someone to demolish the alchemy room in Renjing Xiaozhu now?
Without the alchemy room, it seems that Shui Miaomiao will not give up alchemy.

Without the alchemy room, who knows what more dangerous things Shui Miaomiao will tinker with, someone has to watch.

The sword dance of the Ninefold Chou behind him made a swishing sound. Xianyan Immortal Master took back the hand on Shui Miaomiao's head and looked at the Ninefold Chou.

"It just so happens that I've planned to let Jiuzhongqiu also get acquainted with alchemy. How about letting him be my junior sister's companion first?"

"What!" Jiucheng Qiu and Shui Miaomiao said in unison.

"I don't want to learn alchemy!" Jiuchengqiu stopped dancing his sword.

Shui Miaomiao also quickly waved her hands, "No, no need."

"Yes, junior sister and Jiuzhongqiu also have a tacit understanding. The art of alchemy needs to be discussed. The two of them can get twice the result with half the effort. And Jiuchengqiu really wants to learn alchemy, right?"

There was a naked threat in those words, and Jiuchengqiu nodded unwillingly.

"Look, Jiuchengqiu is so happy to study with you, junior sister!"

Is he happy?He totally wanted to eat me alive!
Immortal Master Xianyan couldn't hear Shui Miaomiao's inner roar. He walked to Jiuchengqiu and patted his shoulder, "Study hard and take good care of your uncle."

Immortal Master Xianyan lowered his head and whispered in Jiuzhongqiu's ear: "Follow your uncle every step of the way and keep her away from the alchemy furnace. If anything goes wrong, please notify me quickly. If you can't persuade her, the furnace will explode." If there are any signs, pull your uncle away as soon as possible. You must know that the range of the furnace explosion is very large. If Shui Miaomiao can't escape, you can't escape either."

"Then can I tie her up? It's absolutely safe."

"No, please pay attention to etiquette. After all, this is your uncle."

If you tie her up and she complains when Wenrenxian comes back, who will I cry to?

After threatening the ninth level of revenge, Immortal Xianyan looked at Shui Miaomiao with a smile, "That's it. I'll ask Yiyi to send books tomorrow and you can study together."

If it weren't for the scarcity of alchemists, Xianyan Xianzun would have wanted to send a famous alchemist over, but what would happen if he sent an alchemist?

Many alchemists have played themselves to death.

Now I can only ask for God's blessing. Junior sister, please don't seek death before Wen Renxian comes back!
(End of this chapter)