Chapter 83: Gift, copybook

It turns out that I am a gift from Chapter 83 of the main body of Xiuxian.
The flow of people here is obviously inferior to other places, let alone performances, even the noise is much less.
In comparison, there is a faint serious atmosphere.
When he arrived at the destination, Li Nianfan was slightly taken aback, unexpectedly there were many people.
Except for the many monks with fairy tales, the others are mostly children and their parents.
Some of their faces are filled with surprise smiles, some are extremely depressed, of course, depression is the majority.
The so-called accepting disciples is actually testing spiritual roots, and those without spiritual roots are naturally the majority.
"Mr. Li, you are here." Aunt Zhang saw Li Nianfan and hurried over to say hello. It could be seen that she was sad.
Li Nianfan asked, "Aunt Zhang, what's wrong?"
"Hey, it's not because of the nanny." Aunt Zhang sighed and said distressedly: "That girl only has low-grade spiritual roots, but she still wants to cultivate immortality, so she can't persuade her!"
Li Nianfan raised his brow slightly, "Where is she?"
"Here."
Looking in the direction Zhang Auntie was pointing, she saw a little girl standing in a line with red eyes and a stubborn face.
There are several children with her, but their faces are tangled.
The leader of the team is an old woman, who also looks miserable.
The status between the sects is also different. That location is in a relatively remote corner, and it is obviously just a low-ranking little sect.
Generally speaking, those with high qualifications will definitely be taken away by large sects, and small sects can only be assigned to some with low qualifications.
"Young Master Li, you are the one who listens to you the most, you must help me persuade her."
Aunt Zhang said anxiously: "I've inquired. Not only does the low-grade spirit root have no future, but it is also a cannon fodder among the cultivators. The sect she worshiped is also very remote. It is better to be a mortal in such a way."
"Aunt Zhang, let me try it. If the girl doesn't agree, I think you can let her try it first, at least better than regretting it in the future." Li Nianfan pondered for a moment and walked towards the girl.
"囡囡."
"Brother Nianfan." Nannan's eyes turned redder, "I only have low-grade spiritual roots."
"The low-grade Linggen is also good, this is a talent that is unique in a hundred." Li Nianfan said with a smile.
Nun's eyes lit up suddenly, expecting: "Then you didn't come to persuade me to give up?"
Li Nianfan touched her head and said, "Of course not. Brother is here to give you a gift."
He knew it well, this kind of girl was obviously determined to cultivate immortality and couldn't persuade it.
The old woman turned her head, and when she saw Emperor Luo, she was shocked, and quickly walked over and said respectfully: "The junior has seen Emperor Luo, Princess Luo."
Luo Huang nodded in response.
The old woman glanced at Li Nianfan inconceivably, wondering how this mortal could be able to accompany the Emperor Luo.
She looked at her daughter again, and her heart was suddenly shocked. Doesn't it mean that the disciple she received is from an extraordinary origin?
As for Emperor Luo, he pretended to be calm on the surface, but his heart was already bleeding, and he wanted to slap himself twice.
I'm so stupid! I am a pig!
He almost scolded himself to death.
Knowing that the relationship between 囡囡 and Li Gongzi is not shallow, but I did not know that I would accept the 囡囡 early as a disciple, and missed a great opportunity for nothing!
Isn't Li Gongzi's suggestion obvious enough, why didn't he think of it?
The more he thought about it, the more angry he was, almost crying stupidly by himself.
Now he wanted to accept the nanny, but he was afraid to offend Li Nianfan, his brows were almost frowned.
"gift?"
The girl looked at Li Nianfan excitedly, "What gift?"
"Wait." Li Nianfan smiled slightly, he was prepared, and slowly took out the four treasures of the study from the system space.
Lifting his eyes, he walked to a nearby stone table and slowly spread the paper.
Luo Huang's heart jumped wildly, and a layer of goose bumps formed all over his body, nervous and expectant to the extreme.
Li Gongzi didn't want to...
If this is the case, he could hardly imagine what a chance it would be!
Under Luo Huang's wide-eyed gaze, Li Nianfan asked Daji to grind his ink while he closed his eyes and brewed.
Since you want to cultivate immortals, then write some blessings.
Isn’t cultivating immortals just for immortality?
I hope the daughter can really live forever.
Li Nianfan slowly opened his eyes, and there was charm flowing in his eyes.
Pick up the pen.
Suddenly, an ethereal artistic conception burst out like a tide!
From the outside, his whole person seems to be integrated with this world, free and easy from the dust.
The people of those sects didn't care about this corner just now. At this moment, at the same time, with a heartbeat, they only felt that the spiritual power in their body instantly stagnated, and an invisible sense of pressure made them unable to breathe.
They looked at Li Nianfan one after another, and their eyes were extremely frightened.
Is he really mortal?
"Dao Yun Zhuan, it is Tao Yun Zhuan!"
The thin old man's pupils hidden in the dark suddenly widened, almost screaming.
No wonder Luo Huang willingly followed that mortal, it turned out that the opponent was not a mortal at all, but a hermit expert!
His eyes were fixed on the piece of paper, and his thoughts turned sharply.
he came!
he came!
Emperor Luo widened his eyes nervously, suffocating his breath in his chest, and didn't dare to move, for fear of affecting Li Nianfan.
Li Nianfan began to write, and the pen was done in one go.
"Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor.
The fairy caressed me, knotted hair and received longevity. "
Just four short sentences were just finished, but there was a hurricane hit, blowing the clothes of everyone present. The wind seemed to be strong, but it was incredibly soft, and it was indescribable. Comfort.
The mortals only thought it was a gust of wind, and all the immortal cultivators present felt a monstrous Taoist rhyme, which actually formed a wave, almost flooding this area.
And such a rich Taoist rhyme is actually just a trace of this copybook!
All the immortal cultivators present were trembling, and they did not dare to breathe.
Where did such a big guy emerge from?
We dare not ask, we dare not say, the humble shivering.
Luo Huang was the closest. Seeing just twenty words, his mind suddenly roared. It seemed that through the layers of mist, he vaguely saw the immortal residences above the nine heavens, and the immortal attic houses were magnificent. The momentum rushed towards his face, and there was a fairy music coming out, which made him sink into it, unable to extricate himself.
Li Nianfan rolled up the paper and said with a smile: "Nanny, I've given it to you."
"Thank you, Brother Fan." Nuan accepted it happily. She didn't realize the artistic conception for the time being. She just felt that the words written by Brother Fan were so beautiful, as if they were about to fly out of paper.
This copybook... just gave it away? And is it for mortals?
All the immortal cultivators were dumbfounded, their brains couldn't react at all, and they didn't know what the operation was.
The old woman's brain was completely blank, and she had lost the ability to think, like a puppet, standing in place blankly.
Treasure!
This is the supreme treasure!
Just give it to the apprentice I just took?
She was directly smashed by this huge pie, just like a dream.
"Just like it, remember to practice hard." Li Nianfan said.
The girl nodded vigorously and promised: "Hmm, I will definitely!"
"Well, it's getting late, and I should go back." Li Nianfan said.
Suddenly she said: "Brother Nianfan, wait, I will the best things in the world and give them to you in the future!"
"Hahaha, well, I'll wait for you!"