Chapter 93 She is willing to live in a three-story villa and drive a Ferrari
Before getting off the flying spirit boat, Ji Chen stood beside Jiang Jiu and looked at her with his eyes lowered.
I haven't seen Ji Chen for a long time. His aura seems to be more cold and clear. Maybe his cultivation has reached a higher level.
Unlike Jiang Jiu, he is truly cool, while Jiang Jiu is cool in appearance but actually a fool.
Jiang Jiu was sweating profusely. She was very panicked by being stared at like this.
"The training is over. From now on, you must concentrate on your cultivation. If you encounter difficulties in your cultivation, remember to look for me."
However, she didn't expect that Ji Chen just wanted to give her some advice. Jiang Jiu was surprised that Ji Chen would take the initiative to remind his apprentice to practice. He always adopted a laissez-faire approach to his disciples, otherwise he would not have failed to discover that Yu Zimo was the Ghost King.
"My disciple should do so."
Jiang Jiu nodded in agreement. She didn't want to go out in the first place. Now that she has returned to Qingyun Peak, she will definitely use serious cultivation as an excuse to eliminate the possibility of going out.
"Well, you're still young, so it's not appropriate for you to get involved too much in matters of love between men and women."
Ji Chen glanced at Yun Shuili and Long Xuan indifferently, without any extra change in his expression, but in Jiang Jiu's eyes, he seemed to be pursing his lips?
"That's natural."
Jiang Jiu vaguely remembered someone saying this to her...
Oh yes, Fojiang.
He has probably already embarked on his journey back to the holy land of Buddhism, or continued to travel the world and experience the sufferings of the world.
The practice method of Buddhist cultivators is different from that of ordinary cultivators. They need to understand love, hate, anger, ignorance and suffering in order to truly transcend the ordinary and become saints. However, this is not easy for ordinary people, let alone the holy son of Buddhism who has reincarnated for ten lifetimes.
Jiang Jiu could only pray silently that this unfortunate child could truly become the Buddha Emperor without her or Ye Yiyi's influence.
As for herself, she didn't particularly want to become an immortal or anything like that. I'm afraid that in the eyes of those who practiced the ruthless path, she was just a fool.
"It's good that you have this awareness. The path of cultivating immortality is destined to be lonely... However, how can I, your master, rely on you?"
Ji Chen's voice was clear and cold, and the aura surrounding him was like that of an immortal.
"Thank you, Master."
The oppressive feeling that Ji Chen carries is different from that of others. He is like the inviolable flower on the mountain top. It is also different from Fo Jiang. Fo Jiang is so sacred that people dare not have any blasphemous thoughts about him.
As a result, every time Jiang Jiu talked to Ji Chen, he would unconsciously become well-behaved, just like an elementary school student who happened to meet a very strict teacher.
Even if you don't make any mistakes, you will still be honest.
"Um."
Ji Chen looked at Jiang Jiu with tea eyes, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
...
As soon as Jiang Jiu returned to Juetian Sect, she couldn't wait to run to her small courtyard. She thought that the plants she had planted before must have grown out by now, and maybe the wisteria flowers would even cover the entire flower rack.
She had always longed for a pastoral life. Although Qingyun Peak was not very pastoral, it was still half pastoral.
Her beautiful little courtyard must have taken shape. She had cleaned it so cleanly before she left, so she must decorate it well this time.
But just as she landed at Qingyun Peak, she remembered that she seemed to have forgotten to go to the Imperial Order Hall to submit the Holy Divine Sand...
Jiang Jiu stood in the back mountain, feeling conflicted. On one side was the small courtyard she had been longing for, and on the other was the commission she had to hand in. She was suffering from a fear of making choices.
"Junior sister, you're back."
Yu Zimo had been waiting for Jiang Jiu's return at Xianhe without him noticing, thus interrupting Jiang Jiu's two troubled thoughts.
"Big Brother, long time no see."
Jiang Jiu's eyes were vague. What he said was true. He had been appearing as the Ghost King some time ago, so it was normal for him to pretend not to know him.
"The training went smoothly."
Yu Zimo really didn't mention that matter, and Jiang Jiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let's just say so."
Jiang Jiu thought of the little ferret in the spirit beast bag and felt a headache.
"Then it seems that I don't need your help."
There was a hint of regret in Yu Zimo's tone, unconsciously revealing his true character as the Ghost King, which made Jiang Jiu's scalp tingle.
"Brother, we are all family. Don't transform so often. Xiao Nianzhong alone is scary enough."
But these words made Jiang Jiu feel a little confused, and he didn't understand what Yu Zimo meant.
"What do you mean by that?"
Jiang Jiu asked with courage. Actually, she didn't want to ask, but Yu Zimo pulled her arm, clearly expecting her to ask soon.
"Senior Brother has also found some holy sand these days."
Yu Zimo reached out and pulled out a full! full! small! bag! of Holy Divine Sand. This amount was roughly equivalent to the amount of blood from a fallen god.
After taking the Jiang Jiu, she only got four grains of holy sand from Ling Qing.
"Brother, you did this after leaving Baidi City?"
"Did you go and rob the Goddess of Tianchi?"
"Just dig up the Tianchi?"
"Isn't attacking a deity a violation of the laws of heaven?"
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"Brother, you are so strong, do you really still want to hide your identity? Are you really not pretending at all? At least pretend a little and comfort my wounded heart."
"Brother, this is a real punishment. Why don't we surrender ourselves and try to get leniency."
The two looked at each other in silence...
Uh...Jiang Jiu was the only one looking at Yu Zimo in silence, because Yu Zimo started pretending to be blind again.
"Junior sister, why don't you speak?"
Yu Zimo is a man as calm as the breeze and bright as the moon. Even if he holds such a shocking thing in his hand, anyone else would be dazzled by his appearance.
Except ginger wine.
"Brother, what do you want to hear from me? I'll pick out what you want to hear."
Jiang Jiu accompanied Gongsun Qingyun all the way and was unconsciously led astray by Gongsun Qingyun. He was so used to the dialect that he didn't even notice it.
"Thank you, Brother, but this is too expensive. I have already completed my commission, so there is no need for this."
Even if Jiang Jiu had a hundred courages, he would not dare to accept it.
But rejecting people also requires high emotional intelligence, and Jiang Jiu doesn't want to make Yu Zimo angry.
"All right."
Yu Zimo sighed softly, but didn't continue to pester Jiang Jiu. However, there was a lingering regret in his tone.
"In that case, Junior Sister will go back and submit the commission first."
Jiang Jiu simply slipped away. This time she didn't have to worry about it. As long as she could stay away from Yu Zimo, the madman, she could live in a three-story villa and drive a Ferrari.
After Jiang Jiu left, Yu Zimo looked at the Holy Sand in his hand with regret, and his mutterings drifted in the air.
"Did she get scared again? I should have taken out less..."
It was not until he entered the Imperial Command Hall that Jiang Jiu recovered from the shock he had just felt.
When she saw Lu Mingshi again, Jiang Jiu felt that her anger suddenly rose again.
The broken stone seemed to have predicted her arrival, and a row of large golden characters appeared before her.
[Congratulations to Fairy Qingyuan for completing the Holy Divine Sand mission and successfully retaining her status as a direct disciple of the Juetian Sect.]
The veins on Jiang Jiu's head bulged. This little thing is indeed! Smart!
It was clearly mocking her now.
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