Chapter 1087 Xianxia Is a Bit Salty (1)

The clouds are misty and the mountain roads are rugged.

A winding path leads to the top of the mountain, and in the middle of the mountain, a slender figure is particularly eye-catching.

Behind her staggering, a thin old man looked at her, neither far nor near, just three steps away from the woman.

Although the old man's attire was a bit sloppy, but if one looked closely at him, there was a faint gap between the toes under the coarse cloth shoes and the rugged mountain road, and his feet did not touch the ground at all when walking.

"My dear apprentice, keep going, it will be over soon. When you come to our Yunshan, you will be the senior sister of Yunshan in the future. You can beat up those rotten juniors, and you will just take them out of your heart." of malice."

"Master, I'm not angry." Xia Ling took a step forward, took another breath, and said.

The old man said: "Why is there no evil spirit? This mountain road is so long. As a teacher, you can fly up directly, but let you step up step by step. Don't you hate it?"

"Why do you hate it? It's just a mountain road." Xia Ling supported the steep rock next to her, and took another breath. She opened her mouth and let out white air.

Her body started to climb the mountain last night, and today, she almost fell off the mountain road due to exhaustion.

The old man protected her, and when the body woke up again, it was not the original owner but Xia Ling who woke up.

Calmly accepting that he came to a strange world again, Xia Ling's mind was blank, he couldn't remember anything clearly except hi hi, except the system.

She can remember that she seems to be a person who can endure hardships, and it is a bit of a pain to walk on this mountain road.

But, does this make her feel resentful? I underestimated her too much.

The old man choked and looked at her, "From last night to today, you have walked for five full hours, the soles of your feet are worn out, and since last night, there is still not enough water dripping, and you almost passed out from exhaustion and fell off the cliff. Just don't complain at all?"

Xia Ling couldn't bear the old man's nagging. She looked at the old man with a strange tone.

"Master, didn't you say that the journey of cultivating immortals is particularly hard, and I can't even bear this kind of suffering. Why should I cultivate immortals?"

"That's not...you're a female cultivator." The old man was blocked again, and then he refuted for himself in a low voice.

In this world of cultivating immortals, where there are many men and few women, the number of female monks is like treasures in the sand.

But for Yunshan, who is full of male cultivators up and down the mountain, Duan Xi is the only one among them.

Innately born with only fire and spiritual roots, although he has a relationship in the mortal world, he is still a bit of talent. If Duanxi is pulled out and placed in any sect, he must be held in the palm of his hand as an eyeball.

Besides——

Yunshan is not as good as it used to be.

The old man sighed, he was well aware of the current situation in the world of cultivating immortals, which made him feel extra delicate when he saw a female cultivator, and even Duan Xi felt a little bit reluctant to suffer.

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Xia Ling was walking on the mountain road, and could feel the extraordinarily strong aura beside him.

The top of Yunshan, Yunshan faction, is the end of her trip.

Walking on the mountain road, while dragging my exhausted body, I felt the extreme refreshing feeling that my thin shirt was soaked with sweat over and over again, my bones were under great pressure, and every step I took was sore and itchy.

This feeling, this pleasure of squeezing herself desperately, seems like she hasn't felt it for a long time.

Instinctively, Xia Ling summoned a stream of spiritual energy and directed it towards his tired limbs.

The old man accepted her as an apprentice and didn't teach her anything, but she thought so deeply, a spirit energy rose from the dantian, and walked through Xia Ling's meridians with ease, just like Xia Ling had practiced countless times.

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Erlang Zhenjun's apprentice x Xiao Tiangou's master.

Years later, Yang Jian hooked someone's chin thoughtfully.

"I heard that when you were my master, you wanted to suppress me?"