I Just Want To Be Quiet

"Xian, Xianshi?!"

All the faces of the Ji family and his party changed. Only the immortal masters who mastered the magic techniques could use such magical methods.

"The little girl Ji Shuang'er, I have seen three immortal masters." The eldest lady of the Ji family did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Both Ji Youzhong and the captain of the guard sank their hearts, but they had to bow to salute.

These three people don't seem to be evil ghosts, but... to prevent them from leaving at this moment, I'm afraid...

Still thinking about it, he heard the dwarf monk continue to laugh strangely, and said, "Ji Shuang'er? It's a good name. Since your house is nearby, it rains so hard, and it's so late at night, why don't you ask the monks in your house to come to meet him? One or two? lest you be stunned by such a moonlike appearance?"

Ji Youzhong was shocked when he heard this, and was about to speak for an answer, but his throat was tight, and he couldn't make any noise.

But Ji Shuang'er, who was twenty-eight years old and raised in a deep boudoir since childhood, dared not to deceive the immortal master, and said truthfully: "Our family is humble and no one is in the way."

Hearing this, Jiyou is as loyal as falling into an ice cellar.

The three casual cultivators smiled at each other, their expressions relaxed.

No one in the home?

In other words, this is the eldest lady of a pure mortal family?

Then they can rest assured.

So, the dwarf monk slapped his palms and smiled and said: "What does it matter with humble aptitude? At best, the speed of cultivation is a little slower, why can't you enter the Tao? I think you girl, who is so beautiful and beautiful, you must be no worse than bad aptitude. This way. Well, if we meet today, it is destiny. I will accept you as a female disciple and teach the supreme magic method, how about?"

"This..." Although Ji Shuang'er had no experience of responding to outsiders, she noticed that the opponent's squinting eyes were looking up and down at her. She instinctively felt something was wrong, and she smiled and declined. There are still parents and elders in the woman’s family who need to be supported. Furthermore, she had already married a year ago, and she will be out of the cabinet soon..."

Hearing this, the dwarf monk's face sank and he was about to get angry. The young monk stopped him with a grin, turned to Ji Shuang'er and said, "This young lady, you must know that this world is everywhere today. You are a weak female stream. Outside the room, it’s all a drag from others. In the long run, it’s not bad to support your parents and elders, and not to invite disasters to your parents and elders."

"Why not seize the opportunity given by Brother Pan, ask the truth, and since then embark on the road of longevity, which can protect the family and stay youthful?"

Ji Shuang'er's face was slightly pale, and she subconsciously avoided his smiling and non-smiling gazes, and whispered: "The little girl knows that she is vulgar, she has no ambitions, and dare not wishful thinking. She only hopes to stay calm in the morning and dusk, and serve her elder Aunt Weng. It’s the blessing of this life to raise the eyebrows with the husband and the children around the knees.... I humiliate the immortal master's high hopes, and ask the immortal master to have a large number of them, and not to care about the little girl."

After she finished speaking, she fell to her knees and shivered.

Upon seeing this, Ji Youzhong and others sighed inwardly. Although they knew the effect was not great, they also fell to their knees and begged in a low voice.

Upon seeing this, the young monk smiled unchanged, and said, "You girl, the reason you think so is because you are growing up in a wealthy home, and there are people who serve you. So if you don't know the sufferings of being in the ordinary, you naturally don't yearn for it. The immortal family is at ease."

As he spoke, he suddenly shot, a wind blade cut out of thin air, and grinned, "It doesn't matter, when I kill all the people around you, you will naturally know that if you don't apprehend the teacher, you will die!"

The wind blade whizzed out!

This is just an ordinary wind blade, but the opponents are mortals who have no cultivation base, even if those guards are good at one side in the duny world, but they add up, they can't stop it!

The young monk satisfactorily saw the fear and resentment in the eyes of the planners, just as he was waiting for the expected **** blossoms to rise to the sky, the next moment...

Bang.

The wind blade could touch Ji Youzhong's neck, and was suddenly hit by a burst of energy, instantly annihilating the invisible.

Yu Jin never even moved Ji Youzhong's hair.

The three casual cultivators were startled at first, but after reacting, their expressions suddenly changed.

"Who?!" The young monk asked immediately.

He didn't even notice anyone's hand!

At this moment, in the dim corner of the corner, Pei Ling slowly put away his two fingers. He didn't use any spells. He just flexed his fingers at random and blew out a ray of energy, and easily shattered the young monk's wind blade technique.

"Don't make trouble, I don't want to see blood." Seeing the other party asked, Pei Ling also had no intention of hiding, and said coldly.

The reason why he made the move was not only to save the lives of a group of mortals, but more importantly, the weirdness in this Peng Ying view is still unknown.

Who knows if all kinds of tricky changes will happen because of someone dying on the spot?

Right now he hasn't broken through the late stage of foundation building, nor has he found any clues yet, but he doesn't want to face the weirdness in Guanzhong so quickly.

Hearing that, three casual practitioners and a group of planners looked at Pei Ling one after another.

It's just that there is no light on Pei Ling's position. The planners are all mortals, and they can't see clearly.

However, the three casual cultivators, whose sight was not blocked by the darkness, looked at Peiling suspiciously.

"Zunjia is also a practitioner?" For a moment, the yellow robe monk headed tentatively asked.

They couldn't tell that Pei Ling had a cultivation base.

If it weren't for that Qi Jin just now was too terrifying, they wouldn't even think of Pei Ling in the direction of the monk.

After all, not only was the opponent's breath weak, it was almost nothing, and he didn't see any storage devices when he entered the eyes.

Pei Ling didn't reply, but a lot of resentful souls during the training period slowly appeared all over her body.

Looking around, there are hundreds of them!

There are many disciples of Chongmingzong who practice [Controlling Ghosts], and these resentful souls are the spoils of his outer sect.

It's useless in normal times, but it's more than enough to deter these casual repairs.

"Ghost Xiu!" The expressions of the three freelancers changed. Some of these resentful souls summoned by the other party were only in the middle stage of Qi training, but there were also some whose cultivation base was higher than them!

And this amount... once they start their hands, the three of them will never have any chance of winning!

Realizing this, the three casual cultivators immediately got up and said, "Tao friends, it is me who waited for Meng Lang, and I hope that friends will forgive me."

After the yellow-robed monk bowed to apologize, he immediately smiled and said: "I was waiting to go to the nearby town, but I didn't intend to stay here for a long time. Now I disturb the daoists, and I feel quite uneasy."

"This will retire."

Having said that, he must leave immediately.

However, Pei Ling shook his head and said coldly: "Sit back to where you were, you can't get out of this beautiful view!"

Hearing this, the expressions of the three Sanxiu changed slightly, but they quickly weighed them. They didn't dare to offend Pei Ling, so they had to sit back honestly.

At the same time, although I couldn't see Pei Ling's figure, I saw the grieving souls in the dark shadows. I didn't know Fanji, the Ji family and the group, all of them pale and sweaty, even holding a sword. His hands kept trembling.

For a while, I don't know whether to continue to watch the changes, or take this opportunity to rush out of the palace door and leave this place!

At this time, Ji Shuang'er was pushed by Ji You's loyalty, and he suddenly woke up. Since Pei Ling had rescued her after nine deaths, he obviously had good intentions and was not helpful. This young fairy master has never been against them. , How reliable than the other three immortal masters.

She immediately took the courage, stepped forward and gave a salute, and said with a trembling: "Thank you, Master Xian, for just making the move, but the grandmother at home really misses the little girl. I wonder if Master Xian can let me leave first?"

"No!" Pei Ling replied violently, "Go back to where you were just now. You can't walk around without my permission."

He was arrogant and didn't mean to explain at all.

He had already lost two resentful souls just now, and most of these mortals were not lucky enough to leave now.

And if it caused some changes in Taoism, wouldn't it also involve yourself in it?

Upon seeing this, Ji Shuang'er's face changed, Ji Youzhong also sighed secretly, and said in a low voice: "Listen to the fairy master, go back."

These mortals, in front of the immortal master, there is no room for resistance at all!

Seeing that the planner was obedient, Pei Ling took back all the resentful souls and continued to practice.

The temple was calm again, but at this moment, whether it was the planner or the three casual practitioners, they were all sitting on pins and needles.

After a while, there was another movement outside the hall door.