The cause of cultivating immortals is on my shoulders, and my junior sister is the leader.

Chapter 34 Handover of the Demonic Token
"Master Yue Sect is very blessed, but don't forget about business. Give us your things and you can enjoy spending time with your beautiful lady."

Song Qinghe's green-white fingers tapped on the table, and the other two eyes were also lightly focused, looking at her from time to time.

"Xiao Qinghe, aren't you jealous? My relationship with them is superficial, but I am sincere to you."

Yue Feizi held her chin with one hand, looking at the woman's face lovingly, and gently shook the bone fan with her other hand to fan the two of them.

Song Qinghe's patience immediately reached its peak.

Every time she talked to this man, she would waste a long time talking. She was already tired of dealing with him. If she didn't see that he was useful and didn't do anything bad, she would have wanted to swipe his neck with a knife.

"This is the Falling Flower Immortal Technique. I am the only one in the whole continent who has this book. I'll trade it with you for six pieces of crap. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll throw you out to feed the fishes."

The lazy voice carried a hint of warning.

Song Qinghe took out a book of the most basic mental techniques of the Flower God Tribe in Heaven and threw it at Yue Feizi's hand.

Although it is only the most basic spell, it is considered a rare treasure and secret book in the world of immortality.

"Xiao Qinghe is really full of surprises, but I guess you are not willing to throw me out to feed the fish."

Yue Feizi teased the woman a few words as if no one else was around, with a slight smile on her face.

The moment she took out the knife out of thin air, she immediately took out three demon tokens and placed them in front of her.

"And this mask, help me find out which level it belongs to in the Moro Sect."

After Song Qinghe finished speaking, he conjured up out of thin air the mask that the man in black had dropped when Yu Sheng, the emperor of the day, fought with the man in black.

"Yes, this was left behind by the man in black when we fought with him in Huai Town, but he was later rescued by Lady Shu."

Zi Yusheng also nodded, recalling the scene that day, he couldn't help but admire how thoughtful Junior Sister Qinghe was.

"Okay, I will contact you with the letter butterfly as soon as I have news. If there is any danger in Rootless Land, you can send the letter smoke. This is my special letter smoke for the Yue Sect. The nearby disciples will see the letter smoke. I will meet you immediately at the entrance to Rootless Land."

As he spoke, the man took out a short cigarette and handed it to Song Qinghe.

"This is the Great Luo Guiyuan Pill. It has the miraculous effect of improving your cultivation and clearing your meridians. It can also cure the symptoms of straying from the evil spirit. I can return your favor."

Immediately afterwards, the woman also took out a clear jade bottle out of thin air and placed it in front of Yue Feizi.

Zi Yusheng and Xiling Yue were both shocked when they saw Song Qinghe taking a rare elixir after reading a book of peerless mental techniques, their eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.

What kind of peerless beauty did they find, and there were all kinds of peerless treasures!
Yue Feizi was different, looking pretending to be sad.

"Xiao Qinghe is indeed estranged from me, and now he still needs to figure it out so clearly."

Zi Yusheng and Xi Lingyue held tea cups in tacit understanding and watched their interaction as if they were watching a show. Song Qinghe also felt impatient.

He took the token and the letter cigarette directly, as if he had finished his money, and looked at the pretentious man with disgust.

"Master Yue Sect, you are talking nonsense like this. I really can't help but want to beat you up and pull out your tongue. You don't think I really have a good temper, do you?"

Seeing that the woman was on the verge of anger, Yue Feizi became serious in a second.

"Okay, okay, Xiao Qinghe's got a bad temper. You can set off after a night's rest. The demons will be out shopping tomorrow, so it's a good time to sneak in."

The three of them lowered their eyelids slightly to express their acquiescence.

"Yunniang, take them to the wing to rest." Yue Feizi snapped her fingers, pushed the door open from the outside and walked in. A woman in a peach pink gauze skirt and a golden hairpin walked in. Her slightly hooked red and phoenix eyes were full of charm, and her forehead With a little cinnabar in between, her red lips pursed slightly, she walked up to him and leaned over slightly to salute.

"Yes, Young Master Yue."

Xi Lingyue frowned lightly and followed Zi Yusheng obediently, avoiding the smell of the woman in the corridor. She stretched out her hand and unconsciously fanned her nose.

Wangyue Mountain is relatively close to the sea, and the crescent moon is clearer than before. It is just suitable for the Bafang Heart Sutra practiced by Song Qinghe, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to support himself.

In the Wangyue Tower, there was music, dance and orchestral music, and the whole night was full of candles and candles lighting up the wine bottles.

Song Qinghe took advantage of the night and flew out of the window, walked alone to a quiet place where no one was around, and began to practice his mental skills.

She is now just an elementary-level immortal spirit bone. Spiritual bones are divided into four levels: mortal spirit bone, fairy spirit bone, holy spirit bone, and Tao spirit bone. Each level is divided into three levels, preliminary, intermediate and perfect, and finally rises to When you reach the Taoist level, you can take on the appearance of an immortal, but few people in the world of cultivating immortals can uncover the secrets of heaven and cultivate to the Taoist level.

The spiritual bones in the bodies of immortal cultivators are spiritual. Some people have unlimited potential, while others can only stay at the level of immortality throughout their lives.

The mystery and potential are unpredictable.

However, Song Qinghe never leaves his life to heaven, and heaven can never control everyone.

"Xuanzong of heaven and earth, time comes and goes, yin and yang are opposite, qi goes against the river and the sea..."

Cross-legged facing the mountains and sea, fingertips slightly curled on the legs, a layer of translucent blue-white light gradually enveloped the surroundings, like a gurgling stream flowing around.

The woman didn't notice that a dark shadow appeared behind her. She looked at it for a moment and then hurriedly left.

The spiritual energy from the mountains, rivers, seas, heaven, earth and bright moon is pouring into the woman's body bit by bit, flowing slowly through the body like gentle water, with comfortable coldness and warmth.

It wasn't until the moonlight set that the woman slowly opened her eyes. She felt a lightness and comfort in her body. Some of the dirty air in her body was expelled from her body, and she suddenly felt refreshed.

He also successfully advanced one level.

Practicing the Heaven Realm Mind Technique is indeed more effective with half the effort, and the speed is more than a star and a half faster than others.

Then when the woman returned the same way, she met the young man in red who was practicing swordplay on the other side. Who else could it be besides Xilingyue!
I didn’t expect this kid to be so curly!

"Your sword energy is too disorganized. If you practice it like this, it will be useless. When the time comes, Senior Brother Xiaotuo will have to work hard to heal you. Thinking about it, you are indeed a trouble."

Song Qinghe deliberately angered Xilingyue.

As expected, the young man's face turned gloomy, and he swung the long sword towards her life gate.

The green shirt moved slightly, and the woman bent back. She saw that the boy did not intend to give up. There was obvious anger in the sword energy, and he slashed down hard. The green shirt hung in the air and spun a few times with the woman's figure. Back flip and land firmly.

"Why do you act like a three-year-old child and get angry so easily?"

After saying that, the young man's face became even worse, he swung his sword faster, and even used his spiritual power to wrap a layer of fiery red spiritual energy on the sword. The sword energy fell on the bushes nearby and burned a big hole.

"You woman talk a lot. Today I will teach you a lesson, little junior sister, and teach you how to talk to senior brother!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took off the sword hilt and muttered something, and the sword blade flew straight towards the woman. The two fingers on his side moved slightly, and the sword body also changed its direction.

Song Qinghe sighed.

What should I do if my furry child needs discipline?
Of course beat him!Until you win!

(End of this chapter)