Not to mention anything else, just the nine thousand taels of silver in the yard were enough for Du Jianian.
Early the next morning, Chen Tian only left a note stating that he would come to pick up the peach gum after spring, so he took Tong Ruoran and left without saying goodbye.
Fly to the clouds.
The mountains lie at the foot of Chentian.
A ray of red light from the morning sun overflowed the skyline, and the clouds were steaming and glowing. When he saw this scene, he suddenly remembered the epiphany he had last night.
"Master Tong, what does your Dantian Qihai look like?"
"What else could it be like?
When the spiritual power is sufficient, the water is rippling; when there is not enough, it is just a dry well."
"well?
So small?"
"Small?
Where do you start talking about this?”
Tong Ruoran followed Chen Tian and walked in the wind, her silk silk swaying, and she said seriously: "Although my martial arts skills are not very good, I am still a monk in the Lingtai realm."
"And in the Lingtai realm, how many people have cultivated a deep well of autumn water that is constantly flowing in the Dantian Qi sea?"
What she said is correct.
Xianyin Pavilion studied twelve tones and cultivated the mind since childhood. The breath is very long and the Dantian reserves are naturally much larger.
The spiritual power level of monks in the same realm is not necessarily better than that of the disciples of Xianjian Pavilion.
"Sir, how big is your Dantian Qihai?"
"A sea, boundless for thousands of miles."
"ah?"
Tong Ruoran's expression was strange, and he was afraid that Feng Da had heard wrongly, so he asked again: "Is it really the literal meaning?
The kind that embraces all rivers?"
"Yes, literally."
"Oh my God!"
Tong Ruoran's eyes widened and he said calmly: "No wonder you dare to run rampant in the Yin family tomb that was ten thousand years ago. It turns out you are confident!"
"What you said makes me feel like a reckless boy?"
Chen Tian smiled slightly.
"Haha, are you angry?"
"without."
"Then you carry me back."
Tong Ruoran spread his arms.
"ah?
Why?"
Chen Tian was startled.
"Flying with the wind is very tiring, and your Dantian Qi sea is so big that it's all over the place. If not you, who would fly?"
Before Chen Tian could figure out the logical relationship, Tong Ruoran's body swayed, and two white and tender arms had already wrapped around his neck, and his whole body was pressed against him.
"I'm convinced."
"Not only do I support Xianyin Pavilion by myself, I also become your coachman and bodyguard."
"Hehe, I am one of the four great immortal concubines who are famous in the Northern Territory!"
Tong Ruoran rubbed his ear and joked: "No matter how much you try to carry me, you never get a chance. It's an advantage for you."
"Then I really thank you."
Chen Tian slowed down, and the vast sea of clouds around him continued to surge. Above the pure white and under the blue, a pair of gods and their loved ones flew past.
"gentlemen."
"Um."
"Why did you go to sea?"
"Establish a heart for the heaven and earth, and establish a destiny for the people."
"It's great."
Tong Ruoran recited these two long and thick sentences carefully, pondering for a long time, and couldn't help but look a little lonely.
Because she wanted to say just now, sir, can you please not go to sea for me?
But when she heard this, she realized that she was really small compared to the majestic and majestic Heavenly Dao and Righteous Heart.
So I licked my lips and said something else: "Is this the path you are pursuing, sir?"
"Um."
"...Are you very determined?"
"I have traveled across four worlds and experienced billions of miles for this purpose, and now only the current Cangxi world is left."
"Okay..." "You seem a little lost?"
Chen Tian was confused, and held her tightly with his hands as she gradually loosened her grip: "Is it not appropriate for me to integrate the four parts of the world and make the world no longer have disputes?"
"Nothing wrong."
Tong Ruoran lowered his head and said calmly.
She rubbed the corner of her clothes and mustered up the courage: "It's just that I feel..." However, before she could finish her words, she glanced at the mountainous Xianyin Pavilion at her feet, and more than a hundred disciples were looking up, with burning eyes.
It seems that a raging fire of gossip has been ignited.
Yun Fengluan was even more surprised.
Didn’t the sect master say that Xianyin Pavilion disciples must stay away from emotions, otherwise it will be difficult to enter the avenue of music?
...how did she say that sentence she often said?
Men only affect the speed of picking the strings.
But what happened! The sect master stayed away last night, and now he comes back, and they are still rubbing each other's ears and temples together! Yun Fengluan tasted the feeling of being deceived and betrayed, so she became vengeful: "Sect Master! Are you injured?"
"No."
Tong Ruoran fluttered to the ground.
Yun Fengluan raised her voice and said with a wicked smile: "Then why did you let your husband carry it on your back?"
"Ah this..." Tong Ruoran's face flushed when he heard the laughter of the surrounding disciples. He couldn't help but glared at Chen Tian, complaining that he didn't even give a warning when he arrived at Xianyin Pavilion.
After this, how could she maintain her role as a sect leader with a pure heart and no desires? She covered her forehead with her hands, said she felt unwell, and then flew into the Changqiu Hall, looking very embarrassed.
Chen Tian was thick-skinned and didn't care at all about the playful looks in the girls' eyes. Instead, he asked Yun Fengluan: "What do you want to do when you gather here?"
"Reporting to the Lord God, tomorrow is the Full Moon Banquet, and we are rehearsing the welcome etiquette and preparing for the ceremony."
"Thanks for your hard work."
Chen Tian affirmed casually.
He remembered his trip to Dujiagou yesterday and discovered that there was a branch of the Yin family in the Northern Territory. This force was not too big or too small, and could be used to train the thirty-six sects in the Northern Territory.
"Manager Yun, does Xianyin Pavilion have a detailed map of Kanyu?"
"Yes, I wonder which one the Lord God wants?"
"Mark the direction of the mountains and rivers, the more detailed the better."
"What a coincidence, there happens to be one in the Habe Torment Hall, so please come here, Lord God."
Yun Fengluan made a false gesture.
But Chen Tian shook his head: "No, you can go about your business. Can that little girl named Fuluo be dedicated to grinding ink for my palm prints in the future?"
"The Lord is joking, now you are Elder Huang Zhong of Xianyin Pavilion, second only to the sect leader, you can control it as you like."
Chen Tian nodded slightly.
Turn around and follow Ban Luo to Habe Xiyang Hall.
Yun Fengluan watched him go around the pillars and walked away, making sure that no sound could be heard. She immediately beamed with joy, rubbed her hands and said, "Who participated in the gambling game just now?"
"Look, I didn't guess, the sect master and the god really came back at the same time!"
"I'm willing to admit defeat!"
The girls booed and reluctantly took out the spirit stone and handed it to Yun Fengluan.
No one would have thought that the originally cold sect master would actually be interested in the god.
No! It’s more than a little interesting! The sect leader was brought back by the Divine Lord! It seems that last night, the relationship between the two of them improved by leaps and bounds! "The Divine Lord is so handsome, with high combat power and a humble man."
"yes!"
"The new little girl Fuluo is so stupid and stupid, but Lord God actually doesn't dislike her."
"No, you have such a good character..." "Hey sisters, is there a possibility that the deity likes the kind of little girls who have not yet grown up?"
The girls are not very old, the longest is no more than a hundred years old, and within a thousand years of life in the Lingxiao Realm, they are barely adults.
Now let’s talk about gossip.
The pot exploded immediately.
Yun Fengluan took the opportunity to open a gambling market again and encouraged a few bold disciples to test Chen Tian's aesthetic orientation.
Under the bright sun, the girls were chattering together, making the air lively.
at this time.
A furry little beast suddenly broke into the mountain gate.
Yun Fengluan got the news early and knew that it was the mountain-preserving beast given to Xianyin Pavilion by the god, so he and many sisters rehearsed and played with it.
When Qilong was in the tomb, he had already been subdued by Chen Tian. Yesterday, he experienced another life-and-death disaster that almost caused him to suffer from skin cramps and cramps.
It makes it more and more aware of pleasing people, especially women. Now that it has a fairy to play with, it is even more eager to ask for it.
As for the dignity of the ten thousand year monster...is it important?
