Huikong closed his eyes and handed the two big bone sticks in his hands to Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun took it and turned to look at Iron Fan Fairy and her son.
"Ahem, even though this is my first time dealing with you, you have helped me a lot after all."
"I think your child is not very tall, so he needs more calcium."
"Take these two bone sticks back and make soup for him to make him grow taller."
"Iron Fan Fairy"
I'm here to seek the treasures of heaven and earth for my son.
What's the point of giving us two bones and sticks?
Moreover, these two bone sticks look like ordinary things at first sight, so what use can they have?
There's even very little meat on it.
The dogs shook their heads when they saw it.
The goshawk slipped even when he stood on it.
Even if Monk Tang gnawed it, it would not be considered a breach of the precepts.
Iron Fan Fairy's expression was extremely strange, and she didn't even know what the Iron Pillar Patriarch in front of her was thinking.
I wanted to refuse.
But when he looked down, he saw the Holy Infant King staring directly at the two big bone sticks, with drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"Good-for-nothing!"
Iron Fan Fairy cursed in his heart and had no choice but to reluctantly accept the two big-boned sticks.
"Thank you, Master."
Iron Fan Immortal Skin said with a smile.
"It's okay, it's okay. I'll bring my children here to play often. I don't have any natural treasures here, but there are a lot of delicious ones."
Ye Qingyun smiled and patted the Holy Infant King's head.
"Children, please come to your uncle's house to play more often."
"You must listen to your parents, eat well, practice seriously, and be a good child who obeys your parents in the future."
The Holy Infant King looked at Ye Qingyun blankly.
Then he nodded subconsciously.
"Farewell."
"Hmm, Huikong, give me a gift."
"Little monk understands."
Iron Fan Fairy and her son turned around and left, while Huikong sent them outside the Shuiyue Sect's mountain gate.
"Master, farewell."
Iron Fan Fairy was in a bad mood and didn't want to say anything more. He was about to fly away with the Holy Infant King.
"Donor, please stay."
Huikong suddenly spoke.
Iron Fan Fairy looked at Huikong with some confusion.
"Master, is there anything else you can do?"
Huikong smiled slightly, his eyes shining with wisdom and understanding.
"But I don't know if the donor has ever understood the profound meaning of the Holy Son?"
Iron Fan Fairy was startled.
Deep meaning?
What's the deep meaning?
The Holy Infant King on the side couldn't understand even more. His brain was not very bright to begin with. He was slapped on the back of the head with a brick by Ye Qingyun before, and it seemed that he was even less bright.
"Master, what do you mean by this?"
Iron Fan Fairy frowned and asked. She really didn't understand what Huikong meant by the deep meaning. Ye Qingyun didn't seem to say anything else just now.
Huikong pointed to the two big bone sticks held by Iron Fan Fairy.
"It's so good! It's so good. The Holy Son gave this thing to the donor, which means he has deep meaning."
"ah?"
Iron Fan Fairy was even more confused.
She picked up the two big bone sticks and looked at them.
What's the meaning of this thing?
I also planned to leave Shuiyue Sect and just find a random place to throw it away.
It would be embarrassing to take it back.
Still making soup?
My son eats and drinks all kinds of spiritual liquids and fruits, how can he eat ordinary things?
It simply tainted my precious son's intestines and stomach.
Seeing that Iron Fan Fairy still didn't understand why, Huikong couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
This female donor's understanding is really too low.
Even though the poor monk was talking about this, she still looked confused.
Really clueless.
well!
It’s no wonder that the Holy Son asked the poor monk to come out to see him off. It seemed that the Holy Son had already realized that the female benefactor’s wisdom was too shallow to understand clearly, so he specifically asked the poor monk to help the female benefactor.
The Holy Son really has good intentions.
"The Holy Son just told the donor that he would use this thing to make soup for the Young Master so that the Young Master can grow taller."
"Being tall means breaking through yourself."
"The implication is that this thing can solve the restriction on the son, allowing him to return to normal, thus breaking through the current restriction."
"Does the donor understand?"
Huikong clasped his hands together, the treasures were solemn, and each word was inlaid with pearls.
The Iron Fan Fairy was stunned.
A look of disbelief.
Are there so many doorways here?
It does sound a bit ridiculous.
But Iron Fan Fairy thought carefully.
It seems to be something like that.
Otherwise, why would Patriarch Tiezhu give these two big bone sticks to himself?
This is obviously very strange.
At this moment, when Huikong explained it like this, Iron Fan Immortal immediately understood.
Can these two big-boned sticks with little flesh, like feelings, be able to dissolve the restrictions on his son?
"Master, is this true?"
Iron Fan Fairy couldn't help but become a little excited.
But I still feel a little unsure.
Huikong smiled, showing an understanding expression.
"The Son knows everything and is omnipotent."
"The donor only needs to believe in the Holy Son, and all his wishes will come true."
After saying that, Huikong didn’t either
Without further words, he bowed slightly to Iron Fan Fairy and her son, then turned around and returned to Shuiyue Sect.
"Mother, what was that bald man talking about just now?"
"Why can't I understand a word?"
Iron Fan Fairy suppressed her excitement and did not explain anything to the Holy Infant King. She quickly took the Holy Infant King and flew away.
She wanted to find a place to use these two big bone sticks to make soup for her son.
"Go quickly."
"Be honest!"
"Kneel down!"
The Seven Immortals of Jiangbei, who were bound with five-flowered immortal ropes, were escorted to Ye Qingyun by Shuiyue Sect disciples.
Qiao Yanran, the third disciple of Shuiyue Sect, scolded in a sweet voice, wanting the Seven Immortals of Jiangbei to kneel down.
But these Jiangbei Seven Immortals are very tough, they all stand upright with no fear on their faces.
I don't want to kneel down at all.
Qiao Yanran was so angry that she gritted her teeth and wanted to teach the Jiangbei Seven Immortals a lesson.
"It's okay, I don't have the habit of letting people kneel down casually."
Ye Qingyun waved his hand.
Qiao Yanran retreated angrily.
"Ancestor Tiezhu, we know that you are powerful, but if you want to humiliate the seven of us brothers and sisters, you'd better give up on this plan."
"Yes, the seven of us have become sworn brothers, Jinlan, and have already sworn to heaven to live and die together!"
"I would rather die than surrender!"
Before Ye Qingyun could say anything, the Seven Immortals from Jiangbei spoke one after another, and each one said that they would rather die.
Not afraid of death, just want to die without humiliation.
Ye Qingyun felt a little headache from the noise from the seven of them, and pinched his brows helplessly.
"Okay, okay."
"Don't rush to beg for death one by one. I didn't say I wanted to kill you."
The Seven Immortals from Jiangbei were all stunned.
"Hmph! I came here coveting the natural materials and treasures here, but I don't have enough strength to fall into your hands. I have nothing to say."
"If you want to kill me, just do it and stop teasing me."
The boss of Jiangbei Seven Immortals, the old man in black said in a deep voice.
"Then what should I call this good man?"
"Huh! If a man doesn't change his name in business, he won't change his surname. I'll ward off evil spirits, so I'll be nicknamed Feitian Jiaolong."
Flying dragon?
Ke ward off evil spirits?
Ye Qingyun looked strange for a while.
"Ahem, I said you seven have nothing to do. You are so powerful and you are the first one to rush over. You are not afraid of others laughing to death."
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but sarcastically said.
As soon as these words came out, the seven people suddenly blushed.
"But I also admire you. You are really not afraid of death and you are very tough."
Ye Qingyun changed the subject.
"Let's do this, you will stay in Shuiyue Sect from now on and treat it as guests of Shuiyue Sect." The Seven Immortals from Jiangbei were all stunned.
Can such a good thing happen?
The seven of them had been imprisoned for so many days and were already prepared to die.
Unexpectedly, Patriarch Tiezhu didn’t kill them?
Do you want them to stay in Shuiyue Sect as guest ministers?
"You really don't want to kill us?"
Ke Bixie looked at Ye Qingyun in shock.
"What? Do I look like a guy who kills people without batting an eyelid?"
Ye Qingyun asked with a smile.
Ke Bixie didn't say anything, thinking that you, with your sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, don't look like a good person.
However, people should not be judged by their appearance. It seems that the seven brothers and sisters really thought of this Patriarch Tiezhu.
"If you don't want to, you can leave. I won't stop you."
After Ye Qingyun finished speaking, he said no more and just waited to see the reaction of the Seven Immortals of Jiangbei.
The Seven Immortals of Jiangbei, you look at me and I look at him.
finally.
The seven people all knelt down in front of Ye Qingyun.
"I am willing to serve the master!"
joke!
After a full meal, the seven of them can still tell the difference.
Although the Jiangbei Seven Immortals are somewhat famous in Dingshan Prefecture, they are just casual cultivators when it comes to breaking the sky.
To give him face, he was called the Seven Immortals of Jiangbei.
If you don't give them face, you won't take them seriously at all.
Instead of continuing to live the same life as before, it would be better to stay in Shuiyue Sect and follow this master.
It's always better than the old days.
"Okay, I will stay in Shuiyue Sect from now on. I will instruct Mei Changhai to give you a sum of immortal crystals every month. If you have any needs, you can also tell Mei Changhai."
Ye Qingyun said.
"Thank you!"
The seven people saluted together, with a look of gratitude on their faces.
After practicing Buddhism for most of my life, I finally have a place to live and settle down.
The Seven Immortals of Jiangbei just retreated not long ago.
The jade slip on Ye Qingyun's side started to ring.
And there's more than one piece.
It’s three jade slips!
They are from Qin Nanfeng, Tan Zhengying and Feng Xuanzi!
The three of them contacted Ye Qingyun almost at the same time.
"Did something happen?"
Ye Qingyun's expression suddenly changed and he quickly took out the jade slip.
Check them one by one.
The results turned out to be roughly the same.
The people from Wuzhuang are coming!
Moreover, the person who came was neither a guest nor an elder.
It was Yun Huizi, one of the direct disciples of Immortal Zhenyuan!
"Damn! How come such a powerful guy comes all of a sudden?"
Ye Qingyun held the jade slip and his face turned ugly.