The two little demons simultaneously transformed all their strength into light. The pressure on their bodies finally became lighter, while the light on their tails became brighter and brighter.
"Huh..."
They breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. If they hadn't found a solution, they would have been blown up by this sudden force.
They looked at the porridge with lingering fear, and were shocked to the extreme.
He is indeed a master. Even the rice porridge he drinks is comparable to natural treasures. I only took a small sip to get such a great effect. The nine-tailed fox and the master ate by the bowl. They were too rich!
Such a special lantern, such magical rice porridge.
No wonder the nine-tailed fox's cultivation level could soar in such a short time. It turned out that he met a master.
She said she gave us a great fortune, and this is really a great fortune that we dare not even think about!
Following such a master, it will be hard not to be successful in the future!
Li Nianfan noticed that the light in the lantern was getting brighter and brighter, and he immediately smiled, "It seems that they like this porridge very much, they are so happy that they are lit up."
Daji nodded and said softly: "Well, not everyone can taste the young master's white rice porridge."
"Hahaha, when it comes to food, I'm really not afraid of anyone." Li Nianfan laughed, and then said distressedly: "But it's not a good idea for them to be so bright. Although it doesn't consume electricity, it also consumes physical strength. Don't light it up during the day, and wait until you need it."
Almost at the moment when he finished speaking, the light of the group of fireflies in the lantern went out at the same time.
Li Nianfan couldn't help but sigh again, "It's worthy of being a world of immortal cultivation. Even fireflies are so spiritual."
...
The northernmost part of the Qianlong Immortal Dynasty.
This is a piece of loess land, and there are not even many trees around. The sun in the sky shines down scorchingly, making the temperature of this area extremely high.
At this time, an old woman was rushing with a little girl.
The old woman couldn't help but say to the little girl: "Nannan, we are almost there. I'm sorry to let you suffer by following me."
Along the way, she was puzzled. Nannan's background was so great, why would she be sent to a little-known sect like mine in a wild place?
Could it be that a master was plotting?
Although she is not very powerful, she has lived for hundreds of years and has seen a lot. I heard that every step of the master's work is full of deep meaning, which ordinary people cannot understand.
It is rare for the master to take a fancy to our Jinlian Sect.
No matter what, I must treat Nannan well and not let her get hurt!
Originally, it only took one day's journey, but she dragged it to three days, just because she became rich overnight and there were countless treasures in her space ring, and she was afraid of being robbed.
Moreover, with Nannan by her side, she must ensure Nannan's 100% safety.
Therefore, be careful along the way, and if there is any uncertain danger, often take a detour.
Today, we finally entered the sphere of influence of the Jinlian Sect.
"It's okay, Master." Nannan shook her head and urged, "You've only told half of the story about the Golden Lotus Sect. What happened later? Did the Heavenly Blade Sect lend us the elixir?"
"Of course not." The old woman shook her head with a bitter smile, "Not only did they not, they also humiliated us. If it weren't for the fact that our Golden Lotus Sect didn't have any money, it would have been swallowed up by them long ago."
Nannan continued with an unchanged expression, "Oh, then what happened later?"
The old woman smiled and continued to explain the next story.
She found that her new disciple was very interested in the history of the Golden Lotus Sect, and at the same time, he was also very interested in various interesting stories in the world of immortal cultivation, and she naturally couldn't keep them to herself. In the past three days, she told almost everything she knew.
Before they knew it, they had arrived at the Jinlian Gate.
It was called a sect, but it was actually very poor. The gate outside was simply made of yellow earth, and it was covered with scars, obviously it had been in disrepair for many years.
After entering the gate, there were only some scattered buildings inside. The main hall looked quite grand, but it was covered with traces of time. Many parts of the walls had been dried up. There were also very few disciples. It was a desolate and dilapidated scene.
The old woman took her daughter to the next door to her residence, which was very close to the main hall. From the outside, it was the best residence in the entire Jinlian Gate.
"Nannan, this is your room from now on. I live next door to you. If you have any questions, you can come to me. Don't mind." The old woman said to Nannan kindly, and then said, "You stay here first, I'll go find my sister."
After that, she hurriedly drove the escape light and flew to a small courtyard next to the hall.
Passing through the small courtyard, she came to a room with an anxious look on her face and pushed the door open directly. "Sister, I'm back!"
On the bed, an old woman was closing her eyes, already gasping for breath.
It was the old woman's sister Wu Hanyan.
She had a head full of white hair, a disheveled face, and deep wrinkles on her face. She looked like a dying old man, with only her last breath hanging on.
Although she was only three years older than the old lady, she looked like she was several decades older!
Between her eyebrows, a dark aura flashed, a sign of a severe poison attacking her heart.
The old lady's words made Wu Hanyan's closed eyes tremble slightly, and then she opened them with difficulty.
A weak and hoarse voice followed, "You are finally back, how did you gain this time?"
The old woman said excitedly: "Sister, this time I received a disciple who is unparalleled in the world!"
"Really?"
Wu Hanyan didn't have much hope at first, and after hearing this, her dying face began to flush, and she hurriedly asked: "Could it be a mid-grade spiritual root?"
The old woman shook her head, "No."
Wu Hanyan's voice was a little trembling, "Then, is it a genius with a top-grade spiritual root?"
The old woman still shook her head, "No, she just has low-grade spiritual roots."
Wu Hanyan's eyes, which had just lit up, dimmed in an instant, and she smiled bitterly, "You, you still want to tease me before I die."
The old woman hurriedly said, "Sister, I'm not teasing you. This disciple is no longer something that can be measured by spiritual roots. She is the fortune of our Jinlian Sect! This time... our Jinlian Sect is really going to be prosperous!"
"Do you know what you are talking about?" Wu Hanyan couldn't help but turn her head to look at the old woman, but suddenly found that her sister had aged infinitely without her realizing it. The two young girls, who were both in their twenties, had now become two lonely old people.
At this moment, a sense of sadness suddenly emerged in her heart, and she said with despair: "You have suffered so much during this period. Such great pressure has caused you to suffer from Alzheimer's disease and start daydreaming. That's fine, that's fine. After I die, you can disband the Golden Lotus Sect..."