Chapter 1055

The night is not cold, dressed as a disciple of xuanjian peak, standing side by side with his personal mentor Qinghe Zun.

The water mirror in front of the white haired old man had already sent back the scenes at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and even his voice was clear.

The old man peeped into the mirror and saw the gorgeous woman in red who laughed and scolded wantonly. Before, she looked lazy as if she was about to fall asleep, which impressed Qinghe shangzun deeply.

Especially later, seeing the little argument between Su Qinghuan, Su Xier and Murong Lingtian, the old man with white hair and long beard could not help frowning slightly.

"Han'er, the younger martial sister you chose for yourself is this woman?"

……

Qinghe xianzun didn't expect that the night was not cold. He just went to Xiuxian market before asking yuezong's disciple for the introductory test. When he came back, he told himself excitedly that he had met a wonderful man.

He also said bluntly that he not only directly promised the other party the treatment of becoming a disciple of xuanjian peak, but also gave her naxu Jie, which he had worked hard in a secret territory test.

The five thousand top-grade spirit stones are already very generous. It is not cold at night that can give Su Qinghuan the naxu ring that surprised Qinghe xianzun.

……

"Master, what do you think is wrong with me recruiting younger martial sister Su?"

Night Feihan in white clothes and jade crown looked at Qinghe xianzun in surprise. In fact, neither he nor Qinghe xianzun was that kind of orthodox and rigid immortal, otherwise night Feihan would not develop such a generous temperament.

When I first met Su Qinghuan on the wall, if I didn't dislike the local ruffians of the green dragon sect for being too noisy, otherwise the night was not cold, I might not be saved.

As an immortal, he has been used to seeing too many human sufferings in the world. Night is not cold. He thinks he has a weak heart. He is an orphan. Except for the teacher he cares about most, others are empty in his eyes.

Night is not cold and will not take the initiative to do evil, but he also knows that he is not a good man.

……

The white bearded old man looked at ye Feihan deeply. The old man looked smiling, but his eyes didn't have half a smile, which made ye Feihan, who was familiar with the master's temperament, straighten his back and become more serious in his heart.

"Han'er, why don't you talk about it first? What do you like about this woman?"

Qinghe Xian Zun paused and looked at the woman in red in the water mirror.

To be fair, the little fox has a good appearance of national beauty, with cherry blossoms on her lips and fragrant durian teeth, especially a faint red tear mole under her right eye, which adds a very tactful and amorous feeling to her slightly thin facial features.

If an ordinary woman has a tear mole right now, she will inevitably feel miserable.

But somehow, Qinghe xianzun, who has always been good at seeing faces, feels that this red mole has added vitality to Su Qinghuan. It seems that dead trees come back to spring and death come to life.

……

The spirit of the little fox is powerful. Although it integrates the body of the original owner, the power of the spirit has been suppressed a lot, but it is still much more powerful than ordinary people.

Su Qinghuan seemed to notice that someone looked at him in the void and couldn't help looking at the top of Kunlun immortal mountain.

"Strange... Tong'er, why do I think someone looks at me every other space?"

The little fox whispered silently, and then bowed his head.

"The host is your generous senior brother ye, and your future master is criticizing you."

"... tut... Is it so miserable?"

Su Qinghuan heard the words of system 233, but let others look at her with a smile, but she didn't deliberately look at the original position.

After all, it's too far away from wenyuezong at the top of Kunlun immortal mountain, and you seem to be able to feel the contemplation of others here in the later stage of a golden pill and the later stage of a Yuanying. If something goes wrong, it's a demon. I'm afraid she will be refined by others.

……

Although Su Qinghuan just glanced at this side, he was shocked and frowned.

"The woman first looked this way... Is it a coincidence?"

"Master... Are you worried? Although younger martial sister Su has a fair talent and works hard the day after tomorrow, how can she watch us?"

“……”

After listening to the release of his beloved disciple, elder Qinghe, as Yuanying immortal, stretched his eyebrows slightly, but when he saw the little fox stretching again as if there were no one else, he couldn't help but sigh at the disciple.

"Han'er, look at this girl. She has a face of disaster. If you come to my hanging sword peak, I'm afraid your younger martial brothers will have green eyes like hungry wolves when they see meat. How can you pick this girl?"

Before Su Qinghuan came to the foot of the mountain, the young male friars at the foot of the mountain were waiting to ask yuezong which was not a two part battle.

However, when Su Qinghuan came, elder Qinghe noticed that many young friars' eyes were glued and looked at Su Qinghuan.

"It's common to admire AI when you are young, and if our hanging sword peak has really become a good marriage, why do you have to be the big stick to beat mandarin ducks?"

The night was not cold and speechless. He glanced at the elder Qinghe.

"What's more, from the disciple's point of view, younger martial sister Su is dedicated to cultivating Taoism. In terms of beauty, isn't younger martial sister Shen deceive Shuang of the ethereal peak more beautiful?"

"And I have confidence in younger martial sister su. She is by no means that kind of fickle person, and it is impossible to show mercy everywhere. Any male disciple can see it."

"What's more, not everyone in xuanjian peak practices the world of mortal swordsmanship, and there's no need for the disciples to really think that our xuanjian peak is a monk temple."

……

Seeing that the disciple had to defend Su Qinghuan, Qinghe Zun immediately sighed.

"Han Er, you don't understand. Beauty is in the skin, but also in the bone. This woman looks like a disaster. I'm afraid she will have her famous name on the Lancang continent in the future."

"... then we have one more famous female disciple in xuanjian peak, and maybe we have brought many good seedlings who are attracted by the name to worship the teacher. What's wrong?"

Seeing that the night was not cold, he answered seriously. Zun's eyebrows and eyes on the Qinghe River looked at him deeply, but he couldn't bear it.

"I'm afraid to be a teacher. You're only a thin line away from Yuanying. If you've moved the world of mortals before, countless practices will turn into dust."

"No, I know my kendo."

Seeing that the disciple was so persistent, Qinghe shangzun finally sighed and finally patted the shoulder of night non cold.

"Well, whether evil or positive, it is fate."

……

At the foot of the mountain, the climbing ladder finally officially opened.

On the Qinghe River, Zun nodded toward night Feihan. Suddenly, he saw Murong Lingtian in a black robe in the water mirror, who was casting a spell to break the puzzle barrier. The old man suddenly heard a sigh.

"Is that young man a mutant Lei Linggen?"

"This must be the one with the best talent in this entry test?"