Chapter 170 Immortal Words

But Liu Qianlang was more concerned about one thing. For some reason, he really wanted to see Shui'er immediately, and tell her that he had finally officially become a disciple of Xuanlingmen, and it was because her thoughts helped him. So, he closed the door of the practice room, found a safe place to hide the Moyu skeleton, closed his eyes and groaned, and floated into Juetian in an instant.

Standing at the entrance of tomorrow, Liu Qianlang finally saw the missing figure in front of her eyes. She was sitting there gazing at the small river, a little lonely and cold. By the river, Kiki kept looking for beautiful pebbles, held them together and vomited them beside Shui'er, and then went on. However, Shui'er just caressed the sapphire bracelet on his left wrist, and looked at the river lonely, as if Elder Brother's shadow would suddenly appear on the river, just like the reflection of Elder Brother when he practiced kung fu ten days ago.

Qiqi jumped up and down, worked for a while, seemed to be tired, and said angrily: "Mother Shui'er, are you talking? I'm almost suffocated to death. Father Lang'er is not here, so I still have to accompany you! ?

Hearing Qiqi's words, Shui'er turned his gaze to Qiqi and said, "Today is the tenth day. I'm just worried about him. I don't know if he passed the exam. If he passes, that's fine. What if... I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it! Alas!" After speaking, Shui'er sighed quietly.

Seeing the small pile of beautiful stones that Qiqi brought in, she took one and looked towards the sun. Suddenly, the small stones shone with golden light, and the rays of light reflected on her delicate face. The flickering light clearly has a few tears falling.

Liu Qianlang called Shui'er softly in her heart, and slowly walked behind her.

Shui'er's sight fell on the water again, a few dragonflies flitted across the water surface, and the water surface immediately dispersed circles of ripples. Among the ripples was a slender and handsome figure, with smiling eyes, quietly Stare at your own reflection in the water. "Brother!" Suddenly, Shui'er let out an exclamation of joy, leaned forward and jumped up. Seeing Liu Qianlang, she suddenly threw herself into his arms, looked up at Liu Qianlang with tears in her eyes, and choked up.

Liu Qianlang smiled without saying a word, gently hugged Shui'er, and said in a low voice: "I'm here." Shui'er didn't speak, and hit his shoulder hard with his fist a few times. Liu Qianlang sat down, holding Shui'er in her arms. Looking at those watery eyes and delicate mouth, Liu Qianlang kissed her deeply for a long time.

Shui'er lay in Liu Qianlang's arms, not wanting to leave for a moment, regardless of her blushing face, she warmly responded to Liu Qianlang.

Seeing the two kissing there, Qiqi covered her eyes with her little wings in shame. Later, he simply flew to the side to play.

In the early morning of the next day, Liu Qianlang and Shui'er got up early, and each collected a full cup of orchid honey for each other. After drinking it sweetly, Liu Qianlang hugged Shui'er and walked along the small river for a while, While walking and talking, Kiki followed along with twists and turns on the ground.

Liu Qianlang looked down at Shui'er and said, "This time, if it wasn't for Lover's Ring's help, I really would have missed Xuanlingmen. Thank you, Shui'er." Liu Qianlang said softly.

Shui'er looked at the red word "Fate" that Liu Qianlang had been reluctant to erase with her passionate eyes, and said with a smile, "Is it so magical?" He raised his left hand to look at the sapphire bracelet, and smiled sweetly.

"Huh! I know that I care about my own affairs, and I promise to forget about others' affairs after I finish talking! Selfish!" Qiqi looked up at Liu Qianlang and said angrily.

Liu Qianlang looked at Qiqi's naive look as he walked forward on the ground, and said with a smile: "Hehe, how could Dad Lang'er forget what Qiqi told me? It's just that I haven't found a chance to get it for you in the past ten days. It's just roast venison. But, have you forgotten, isn't there no deer in the world of tomorrow?"

"Yes!" Qiqi jumped happily. Lifting his feet, he was about to fly away to catch a deer.

Shui'er hurriedly said: "Qiqi, don't go!"

"Huh? What's the matter, Aunt Shui'er, don't you like roast venison? It's delicious!" Qiqi wondered.

Liu Qianlang also looked at Shui'er strangely, and asked, "What's wrong, Shui'er?"

Shui'er looked up at Liu Qianlang and said, "I just think the sika deer is very innocent, just like countless lives of our aquarium were killed by those cruel people. They have no fault at all, they just want to live a happy life." Limu blinked with tears, then turned to Qiqi and continued: "Qiqi, isn't it great to eat honey with me these days, look at you, aren't you handsome again!"

"Is there?" Qiqi wondered, and turned around happily, looking around at himself. When she looked up and saw Grandma Shui'er's teary eyes, she seemed very tragic and said, "Grandma Shui'er is right, Qiqi will never eat roasted venison again, and will only drink honey with Grandma Shui'er from now on!" Then he straightened his wings firmly.

Liu Qianlang smiled and said: "Hehe, yes! After drinking honey every day, Kiki will become more and more handsome! And it will also be of great benefit to your cultivation. In the past, outside of tomorrow, the spiritual energy was thin, which made your cultivation progress little. But now the aura is floating everywhere here, don't be too playful, just work harder!

Qiqi nodded heavily and said: "Don't worry, Father Lang'er, Grandma Shui'er, Qiqi will be obedient!"

Liu Qianlang felt that it was already morning outside Moyu's skeleton, so he said goodbye to Shui'er and Qiqi, left the realm of tomorrow and returned to Liufangju.

Liu Qianlang put on the black jade skull, pushed open the door of the practice room and came out, just as he saw Song Zhen standing in the living room looking around, shouting softly: "Qianlang! Qianlang!"

"I'm here." Liu Qianlang said with a smile.

Watching Liu Qianlang come out of the training room, he said with a smile: "I said Qianlang, you have worked too hard. You have just arrived here, and you can't figure out the north, south, east, and west, so you started to practice! I really admire you!"

Liu Qianlang smiled but did not answer, and changed the subject: "Is there something good to do here early in the morning?"

"Hehe, it's not a good thing to talk about, but I heard that all our new disciples are going to attend classes in Xianwentang, so I'm here to call you?"

Liu Qianlang nodded, put on yesterday's newly-issued white fairy costumes, and said, "Let's go." So the two walked out of Liufangju, out of the Naxian Hall, and walked towards the Xianwen Hall in another location of the Spiritual Cultivation Palace. go.

On the way, Liu Qianlang asked, "What's the name of the place where you live?"

"Tianxing Pavilion." Song Zhen said.

"Oh!" Liu Qianlang nodded and sighed lightly.

Song Zhen glanced around and said: "This place is really grand, it's really hard to imagine what the place where those peak masters will live in!"

"Hehe, one day you will know when you become the peak master." Liu Qianlang said jokingly.

Song Zhen frowned with black and white eyebrows and said with a smile: "Don't laugh, maybe there will be such a day, hehe! I will make you the master of the big peak, and I will be the master of the second peak."

The two talked and laughed as they walked, and passed by several disciples from time to time. After walking for a while, a wide field suddenly appeared in front of them, surrounded by majestic and magnificent buildings. In one of the buildings, many disciples walked in one after another. Looking up, it was Xianwentang. So the two of them followed suit.

Going in and looking, there are three lines of writing shining on one side of the wall. Many new disciples are watching intently, but they don't know what they mean, because the writing is written in fairy script. Liu Qianlang looked at it, and found that he didn't know it either. The words Quxierlin and so on the day before were happened to be memorized while reading "Xian Xue Dian".

Everyone looked at me and you with puzzled faces, but they saw many disciples from the front realm of the Xuanling Sect coming in and out at will.

Song Zhen couldn't bear it any longer. Seeing a slender white-clothed former realm female disciple walking in the door, she ran forward a few steps, stopped her and asked, "Please stop, senior. May I ask what the words written on the wall mean?"

The female disciple from the former realm chuckled and said, "I'm not a senior. My name is Lan Shuang. I'm a student from the previous class. I'm here to learn calligraphy of the immortal characters! You can call me Lan Shuang.

The top line on the wall reads: First Floor: Earth Immortal Literature Hall, the middle line reads: Second Floor: Heavenly Immortal Literature Hall, and the bottom line reads: Golden Immortal Literature Hall. You are new disciples, so you should be on the first floor, which is the floor we are in now. The Earth Immortal Literature Hall on the first floor is further divided into mortal literature assistant classes, earth immortal literature low-level classes, intermediate classes, high-level classes, talisman-making classes, spell-drawing classes and immortal calligraphy classes.

If there are any of you who have not read books in the mortal world, you should go to the assistant class of mortal literature, and the others should go to the low-level class of Dixianwen. The assistant class of Fanwen is there, and the next one is the low-level class of Dixianwen. But yo, don't make a mistake, new students are divided into classes according to country, it is written on the door, hehe, I'm leaving! "

After finishing speaking, Lan Shuang smiled at everyone and walked towards the second floor. After walking for a while, she turned her head and took a sweet look at Song Zhen.

Song Zhen stood there blushing, and everyone couldn't help laughing. After a while, Song Zhen turned his head and said to Liu Qianlang, "Fortunately, we have a school in the villa, otherwise we would have to learn to read and write when we come here!"

Liu Qianlang looked at Song Zhen's blushing face and said, "Let's go to the low-level class."

So everyone walked into the corridor according to Lan Shuang's instructions, turned eastward and westward, and finally saw a door that read, "Low-level class of Qingliu Guoxin disciples", and they stopped just now. A lot of people stood there, and they all joined other classes one after another.

Everyone glanced at each other, opened the door and walked in. They all looked around and found that the interior space was very large. Right in front of it was a mahogany podium, on which were placed the Four Treasures of the Study and scrolls, and under the podium were antique cirrus tables. There are also the four treasures of the study on the table, neatly arranged in seven rows, six in each row.

The four walls and the roof are light blue and slightly white, and are carved with various fine and beautiful patterns.

Liu Qianlang, Song Zhen and the others were the first to come in. After finding a place to sit down, many people came in one after another, all familiar faces.

When the twenty-seventh person came in, an old man suddenly appeared on the podium, standing quietly behind the podium, holding a ruler in his hand. Everyone was amazed, thinking to themselves that this was a strange technique, and they couldn't help but stare at the old man together, only to see that he was wearing a Confucian hat and a blue Confucian shirt, and was scrutinizing everyone with a serious face.

After watching for a while, the old man said loudly: "I'll call the names, those who didn't come will be punished by copying 3,000 words of immortal writing! Yun Qianmeng, Yunhuan, Ouyang Langlong... Liu Qianlang!"