Journey To the World of Film and Television

  Chapter 625 Someone will care

   It is true.

  Which of the famous mountains and rivers in the lower realm full of aura does not have a master?

   It is really not easy to find a suitable mountain to settle down.

   "Brother Zhou wants to find a place to retreat?" Nezha squeezed his little head in, blinking his big eyes, and said with full expectation, "Then you can come to Heaven!"

Zhou Ji pushed Nezha back with a helpless expression, messed up her little hair, and said perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, your Marshal's Mansion is quite big, and there are good health, and you can sleep when you are tired. "

"Brother Zhou, what are you doing~!" Nezha covered his head and escaped from Zhou Ji's claws, and stepped back, "I mean it! , I believe she will definitely arrange a dojo for Brother Zhou."

"Tsk tsk tsk~ You little Nezha, how long has it been since you went to heaven, and you have started to help the heavenly court as a lobbyist? I think you are bored alone in the heavenly court, so you want to find someone to go up to accompany you? "Zhou Ji looked at Nezha with a smile that was not a smile, and pierced her small thoughts with one word.

  Nezha smiled mischievously, and turned his head away from sight.

"Don't worry, since I promised to see you, I will naturally do what I say." Zhou Jing's eyes showed soft light, he touched the top of Nezha's head again, and lightly patted the back of her hand protecting Faji, half joking and half serious Said: "It's just that I'm lazy by nature and don't want to accept control. When the heavenly court allows me to control the authority of the heaven without becoming an immortal, and enjoy the convenience brought by the privilege without taking responsibility, then I can consider it."

   "If there is such a good thing, the poor Taoist would want to go to heaven and become a fairy." Yuding real Pu Fan pointed to the sky and couldn't help complaining.

  Everyone laughed when they heard the words.

  Only Yang Chan looked at Zhou Ji, who was chatting and laughing with everyone, with a sense of loss. He was clearly close at hand, and he could grab the corner of his clothes with his hand, but he felt as if he was getting farther and farther away, gradually becoming untouchable.

  Yang Chan pursed her lips, finally mustered up the courage, and was about to open her mouth when second brother Yang Jian's voice came from outside the door.

   "What are you talking about? Yeah? Master?"

   "Hey~ the groom is here?" Hearing Yang Jian's voice, Nezha lifted Zhou Ji's sleeves and looked outside.

   On the day of great joy, Yang Jian, with a rare smile on his face, came out of the door in a bright red wedding attire, greeted Master Yuding, and said, "Master took time out of his busy schedule to come here, and this disciple is very grateful."

  Realist Yuding falsely raised his cattail fan to signal Yang Jian to stand up, and couldn't help nodding with a look of relief: "Okay, okay, my apprentice is married, so why not come as a teacher?"

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, Nezha told Yang Jian that Zhou Ji was going to leave in a few days, Yang Chan thought that Yang Jian would try to persuade him to stay, but seeing that he wasn't surprised at all, as if he knew it a long time ago, she sighed and said, "Brother Zhou can't stay longer." How many days?"

"People who are about to get married, why are you sighing, I am practicing in closed doors, and I am not dead." As soon as Zhou Ji finished complaining, he felt that something was wrong, and whispered, "Isn't it a happy day to say that death is also A little unlucky?"

   "I don't know how long Brother Zhou will be in retreat this time?" Yang Jian asked.

Zhou Ji pondered for a moment, shook his head, and said seriously: "For this retreat, I plan to master my Heaven-Splitting God's Palm passed down by the real person, and strive to break through the bottleneck and enter the immortal way. As for how long it will take, maybe three to five years, maybe thirty to fifty , or."

"Three to five hundred years. Is it possible to be three to five thousand years?" Nezha picked his ears aside, and said in a milky voice, "I heard this from the Queen Mother and the Jade Emperor in the Heavenly Court. It's calloused."

Daoist Yuding was a little surprised. He took another look at Zhou Ji, looked him up and down, and said, "I heard what you said earlier. Your way of cultivating immortality is different from that of others. It is based on the gathering of three flowers to top the five qi, and you will become an immortal and immortal golden immortal." Dao, although I don't know how elegant the way of the 'Golden Immortal' is, I'm afraid it is because of your current cultivation level."

  Realist Yuding was worried that Zhou Ji would be hit, so he didn't finish his sentence.

   "It's okay, it's up to people to make things happen, at least master the mastery of splitting the palm of the sky first, so that you can have the power to protect yourself when you encounter a strong enemy." Zhou Ji smiled nonchalantly.

  This is not the time when the primordial world was first opened, when Da Luo was walking all over the ground, and golden immortals were not as good as dogs. How could it be so easy to become a golden immortal?

  In the prehistoric period, there were only twelve golden immortals in teaching, and even if they cut off teaching ten thousand immortals to come to court, abandoning magic treasures, supernatural powers, formations and thaumaturgy, there are also only a handful of real golden immortals.

  Yang Chan pursed her lips, thinking how long it would take for Zhou Ji to see her again, besides reluctance, there was also a trace of irritability and anxiety that she couldn't explain herself.

  Ren Yuding, as Master Yang Jian, naturally wants to say hello to Yao Ji since he is here.

  Yang Jian talked with everyone for a while, and then invited Master Yuding to the backyard. Nezha and Meishan brothers rushed out of the door clamoring to see the bride.

The noise was getting farther and farther away, Yang Chan looked at the last Roaring Dog who ran out of the door, and looked away, finally regaining the courage that had just been lost, when she was about to speak, she saw a small head poking in from the door .

   "Brother Zhou, we are going to see the bride, are you coming?"

  Zhou Jiwen said with a smile: "You guys go first, I'll catch up right away."

   "Well~then come here quickly~~" Nezha retracted his head, and walked away with brisk steps.

  The hall returned to silence, and Brother Zhou and himself were left again.

  Seeing Brother Zhou get up and leave, Yang Chan clenched her fists to give herself strength, closed her eyes slightly and slowly opened, and was about to call Zhou Ji to stop, when a mellow shadow appeared in the corner of her vision.

   "Hey, I'm here, I'm not late, am I?"

   Marshal Canopy took off the bamboo hat that blocked cognition, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

   "It's not too late, the marshal came just in time."

  Zhou Ji looked Marshal Canopy up and down, and said with a smile: "Look at the Marshal sweating profusely, it looks like he came from a far away place?"

"Ah~ Isn't this caused by the upside?" Marshal Canopy pointed to the roof and said, "Didn't His Majesty forbid us to attend the wedding? I slipped down after a long detour, hey Yo~ I'm exhausted from running all the way."

   "Marshal has worked hard, please sit down and have a cup of tea and rest for a while." Yang Chan showed gratitude, and led Marshal Canopy to sit down, and brought him a teapot and cup.

   Marshal Canopy drank two cups of tea and finally came back to life. He glanced at the hall and asked in surprise, "Where are the others?"

Zhou Ji briefly explained the situation, Marshal Tianpeng wiped his mouth, put down the teacup and got up and said, "Then what, I'll go to Nezha to talk about it, so as not to be discovered by your majesty about the private heaven. "

  Zhou Ji laughed dumbly, looked at Yang Chan and said, "Third Miss, let's go too."

  Yang Chan nodded lightly, and followed Marshal Zhou Jitianpeng to the backyard.

  Looking at the bustling scene in front of him, Zhou Ji noticed Yang Chan's hesitant expression, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with the third girl? Why do you look so preoccupied?"

  Yang Chan opened her mouth, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Nezha and the others next to her. She staggered a few steps, shook her head slightly, and said, "No, I was just wondering why Big Brother Zhou was in such a hurry to leave."

  Zhou Ji said with a strange expression on his face: "Your second brother and girl Cun Xin are newly married, so it's outrageous for me to live here as an outsider, right?"

   "Why? Second brother, he won't care about these things." Yang Chan quickly argued.

  Zhou Ji looked at Cun Xin who was hiding behind Yang Jian and stared at him obsessively, and sighed softly: "Someone will care."

   (Let’s start with that much. During the recent V club event ti, I was given a Warrior’s Writ after playing ten games. I just received a notebook. I want to use my liver level to unlock immortality. I feel like my youth is back!)

   (If you are interested in switching LOL to dota, the time is right now, welcome to enter the pit~!)

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