While his disciples were enthusiastically engaged, Haotian, their master, was leisurely sipping tea.
As their master, his natural duty is to protect them.
Moreover, she was the most reliable master, who eliminated all the risks for the group from the very beginning.
Those true immortals who could threaten them had long been severely injured by Haotian and were recuperating.
Haotian suddenly felt like teasing the little fox in front of him.
"Your name is Qinghan, right?"
The fox's pale ears and tail stood up instantly.
"Yes...yes!"
Haotian fell silent and turned to look elsewhere.
In Haotian's perception, Qinghan was carrying a variety of complex emotions.
Her ears and tail slowly flattened out.
Haotian suddenly spoke again.
"Is there anything you'd like to ask?"
Qinghan's ears and tail stood up again as if in response to stress.
The fox stood upright again.
Qinghan: "No...no."
Haotian looked around again.
The fox's ears and tail slowly flattened out again.
Haotian's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes.
It's a pity Qinghan didn't see it.
The air was crisp and cold at that moment.
How did the Immortal Venerable know my name? Could it be that the Immortal Venerable is also paying attention to me...?
Why did the Immortal Venerable suddenly ask me my name...?
Why does the Immortal Venerable ask me what I want to ask? I do have questions, but I dare not ask them.
Waaaaah, the Immortal Lord is so handsome! When I look into his eyes, all I can think about are bad things, like wanting to cum.
Haotian then came a few more times.
After several heart-pounding interactions.
The little fox demon Qinghan's mental state visibly deteriorated.
The reality of poverty: Sister, are you watching? Sister, I'm already trying my best to save the world and maintain world peace.
If this person is unhappy and actually destroys the world, then I must have done my best. From beginning to end, in Qinghan's eyes, Haotian was always linked to the safety of the world, and her anxiety stemmed from the fear that this powerful figure might destroy the world at will.
Little Qinghan is working tirelessly, unseen by anyone, to save the world.
Of course, Qinghan was unaware of Xiaosheng's existence.
It is unknown whether Haotian not only had no intention of destroying the world, but also saved this world several times.
Haotian is not an unreasonable person.
Take out a zither from the space.
Chlorine gas, a spiritual light, caresses the zither.
Qinghan's gaze slowly shifted to the zither.
What a beautiful piano.
The surrounding area shimmered with spiritual light, as if imbued with countless Daoist principles, resembling a celestial artifact.
Immortal Venerable... are you going to play a tune on the zither?
Haotian slowly placed his hand on the zither.
In an instant, a melodious sound echoed in Qinghan's mind.
She seemed to be lost in a beautiful dream.
It felt as if one's entire soul had been cleansed.
My mind is filled with ease.
It felt like returning to the very beginning, incredibly warm.
The song ended.
Haotian put away his zither.
Qinghan had already fallen into a sweet dream.
Haotian raised his hand, and with his gentle magic, he carried her back to his room.
This nap will be of immense benefit to her.
Not only will it relieve her fatigue and anxiety, but it will also enhance her spiritual awareness, which can be considered a great fortune.
Haotian slowly put away his zither.
A smile lingered in his eyes, but sorrow lurked beneath...
Inside the room, Chu Xinqiao looked at the light screen in her hand.
Inside is a long-distance communication CD developed by the Medicine King.
She was in contact with Hanqin.
The sun is shining brightly today, I'm in a great mood, perfect for showing off to my best friend.
Chu Xinqiao recounted to Hanqin the things she encountered in the other dimension time and time again, such as the inhuman elves and the extremely sincere demons who relaxed upon meeting.
He also talked a lot about Diefang and the others.
Hanqin listened with a bitter smile on her face.
She was truly the envy of others, but in the end, she was a step too late, and one step too late led to another.
Hanqin: "What you said makes me want to come find you guys. I'm in charge of your huge Lingyuan Palace now."
Chu Xinqiao: "I'll just give it to you. What I want now is a lifetime of love and companionship..."
Hanqin: My *～&r*4*@@（！；a#*%（～#*！
For some reason, Chu Xinqiao felt better after being scolded for doing something a little silly.
Time passes.
Time flies.
That night.
Diefang and Wenxin bumped into each other on the road.
During their conversation.
Diefang beat up all the masters in the dynasty, from the patriarch to the current emperor, and from top to bottom, not one of them was dissatisfied.
With just that one skill that was like that of an immortal, no one dared to disagree.
Even after Yanxi realized there was no grudge, she still wanted to become Diefang's apprentice.
Wenxin is already perfectly normal.
When Wenxin arrived, a group of monks persuaded her to lay down her butcher's knife and join their Buddhism.
Wenxin found it amusing that they all looked so righteous, yet their eyes were filled with filth.
They showed no fear when facing themselves, as if they were easy prey in their eyes.
Then……
Wenxin then started a little game.
They're holding their heads a bit too high.
So the game involves the little sword pointing and pointing, and whoever it points to has their bald head moved.
Then one by one, the bald heads floated into the sky, and finally crashed heavily to the ground.
Their expressions changed from shock to fear.
Then Wenxin started killing.
She wouldn't keep any bald head that initially showed signs of dirtiness.
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