Mrs. Liu kept crying and confessing, and finally An Qingli comforted her.
After the six children knelt down and thanked their ancestors at the An family ancestral hall, they were led out of the city by the monks of the family. When they reached a deserted place, the monk of the family threw out a flying boat. The flying boat grew when it saw the wind, and it grew to more than ten feet long.
.
Several children looked at how strange it was. An Qingmiao took the lead and jumped up gracefully, followed by several other children. Only An Qingli had seen more and better flying magic weapons in his previous life, and he felt quite calm inside.
, However, I was injured at the moment, and my legs were short, so I could only use my hands and feet to climb up the flying boat without much momentum.
It was definitely embarrassing, she heard the sneers of the other five people, but as an adult, why should she get to know these little brats?
However, my monk raised his hand and used an object-controlling technique to give her a boost out of thin air, allowing her to board the flying boat smoothly.
"Thank you, uncle." An Qingli's face turned red from exhaustion. It had to be said that Liu's push really caused her a big disaster.
My monk also stepped into the flying boat and said with a smile: "Just call me Seventh Uncle."
An Qingli nodded obediently and consciously sat on the edge of the flying boat to adjust his breathing. This small body was so weak that it took a long time to get on the flying boat.
"Uncle Qi, thank you for your hard work." An Qingcheng, An Qinghuan, seemed to have bumped into An Qingli accidentally, and actively came to An Qingshan's side, earning an encouraging look from An Qingmiao.
An Qingli staggered as he was hit by the two of them. He threw forward suddenly and felt something hit his chest. But he quickly stretched out his hand to fish it out, but there was nothing underneath him. There must be something!
An Qingmiao knew it in her heart, but she kept her expression silent.
"Since they are connected by blood, why is this so!" An Qingshan reprimanded with a straight face, helped An Qingli up, and lectured these juniors, "My bloodline of the An family is naturally united in dealing with the outside world. Don't waste your time on the internal fighting among the same clan."
The second son of Cheng Huan hesitated and backed away, but he thought that this seventh uncle was just a monk running errands in his family, and he was no match for the future An Qingmiao, so he did not take An Qingshan seriously.
An Qingshan naturally saw that these two sons were disobedient to discipline, but as for this, he did not want to waste any words. What's more, the little girl An Qingli was accepted by the ancestor Yuanying who was accompanying him, so of course he would take more care of her.
Can't go wrong.
An Qingli had no intention of arguing with Chenghuan's two sons. Anyway, they seemed to have died earlier than her. An Qingli in her previous life didn't care about how they died and didn't ask.
"Sit tight, everyone." An Qingshan ordered without hesitation, placed a few spiritual stones in the grooves of the flying boat, drove the flying boat to slowly lift into the air, and then accelerated towards the south.
White clouds seemed to be at hand. An Qingli gathered the thick cloak around her body. Although her hands and feet were cold, she felt infinite joy in her heart. Finally, her dream of cultivating immortals began!
Several other children lay on the edge of the flying boat and stuck their heads out to look down, screaming with excitement. Occasionally, they were taken to the sky by the swords of the elders of the clan, but they had never flown to such a height. They were fresh and excited, and they had great respect for their family.
The yearning is unprecedented.
But after the excitement, it became a little boring.
The flying boat flew south for three days. On the way, several more spiritual stones were added to Anqing Mountain. Then the flying boat was lowered and landed outside a city.
"Are we here?" Several children jumped out of the flying boat and asked excitedly. The spiritual energy here is much richer than that of Tianzi City where they originally stayed. No wonder the elders in the family want them to come to their home to practice.
"Not yet." An Qingshan picked up the huddled An Qingli, put away the flying boat, and said with a smile, "This place is the intersection of the secular world and the cultivation world. After this city, there are three more places to the south.
The city, Luofeng City, is where our family gathers."
"Luofeng City? Did a phoenix fall there?" Several children asked curiously.
"It's more than just a phoenix." An Qingshan picked up An Qingli, whose lips were turning black from the cold, paid the entrance fee, took several children with him, and explained as he walked, "It is recorded in ancient books that hundreds of thousands of years ago,
Fengcheng was still a vast desolate mountain, where the Phoenix clan lived. However, after several wars, the aura of Bianlan Continent was decreasing day by day, and all kinds of mythical beasts became extinct one after another. Even the mythical beast Phoenix was not spared. Then this barren mountain was gradually transformed into
It was only because of the occupation by human monks that the prosperous Luofeng City is now possible."
"Then are there still phoenixes in Luofeng City?"
An Qingshan pondered for a moment and said: "For tens of thousands of years, the southern monks have never seen a single phoenix feather. In our world, phoenixes have become extinct."
"Besides our world, are there other worlds?" An Qingmiao asked.
"That's natural." An Qingshan was convinced this time, "They all say that there are three thousand small worlds, and three thousand is an imaginary number. The world is so big, why is it that we are the only Bianlan Continent? Maybe when you have the opportunity to ascend to the upper world, you can understand
More."
"Then I'll fly up and take a look!" An Qingmiao was full of ambition at this moment.
On the street where people were coming and going, they all laughed and looked at this little girl who was so brazen.
Now in this world of cultivation, no monk has ascended for three thousand years. It is really unreasonable for this little girl in the Qi training period to still dream of ascending. It should be noted that the genius disciples of the big sects and families do not dare to say such big words now.
An Qingli closed her eyes and sighed. According to the memory of her previous life, this is indeed the case in Bianlan Continent. No monks have ascended in three thousand years, but she did not live for more than a hundred years in her previous life, and she did not see the final ending of the book. Thinking about it, if this world happens again
If someone ascends, I am afraid that the heroine Ye Zhilan can only take the lead. As for An Qingmiao, after annihilating the An family, she was later hunted down by Yuanying An, a member of the Tianyun Sect. In the end, she died or lived.
I don't know.
"Why are you laughing!" An Qingmiao had never experienced such contempt before, and she couldn't help but defended loudly, "I am only a single water spirit root, what do I have..."
"Shut up!" An Qingshan's expression changed and he immediately cast a silence spell on An Qingmiao.
Is it a single water spirit root? Shangjia’s choice for a furnace, especially a single water spirit root for a small family, was ordered by the relevant big shots almost as soon as the news broke. Of course, there are also parents who are interested in hiding the qualifications of their children.
, secretly sent into various major sects. Becoming a disciple of a major sect will naturally avoid the disaster of the furnace, but the wealth does not flow to outsiders, and most of those single water spiritual roots have become dual cultivation companions for the talented monks in the sect.
Many of the eyes looking at An Qingmiao were filled with greed. What's more, the guardian of this single water spirit root is only Anqing Mountain in the late stage of foundation building.
An Qingmiao knew that she had made a mistake, so she couldn't help but move closer to Anqing Mountain. Before setting off, the clan leader had repeatedly warned her not to reveal the secret of a single water spirit root, so as not to cause trouble.
An Qingli looked at An Qingmiao speechlessly. It was normal in the world of cultivation to kill people and steal goods. An Qingmiao casually said "single water spirit root" in the crowd, and he didn't know what disaster it would bring to this trip.