Immortal Venerable, he showed his fish tail

This time, Jing Qishu, Xuan Huaijin, and Lin Changjian will all go to the Immortal Demon Conference.

Lin Changjian had a withdrawn personality and did not go with Jing Qishu and others, but only left letters and called him when needed.

Jing Qishu also wanted such special treatment, but Xuan Huaijin refused, saying that he would easily cause trouble when he was out alone, so he forced him to stay.

Jing Qishu was very unconvinced, he is the chief immortal, what trouble could he cause?

The Immortal Demon Conference was held in Jinhua Prefecture. The governor of Jinhua Prefecture was a woman named Chu Qingyi. When she learned that Jing Qishu was coming in person, she specially set aside a day to greet her.

Different from the Tiandaomeng in the Fifty States, Jinhua Prefecture is a water town, with many caves, bridges and flowing water in the city, and many pleasure boats and boats.

The state capital of Jinhua Prefecture is built on Mingyue Lake, and beside the lake is the Mingyue Waterside Pavilion. Every year, there is an endless stream of people who come here admiringly, bustling and lively.

The governor of the state, Chu Qing, was dressed in Tsing Yi, with a slender figure, not like a cultivator of immortals, but more like a talented woman who is affectionate and charming in the storybook.

She is also good-looking, with clear eyebrows and soft and affectionate eyes. A light glance can make people imagine the passionate past with her.

After meeting, she first glanced at Jing Qishu, then at Xuan Huaijin, and finally fixed her eyes on Jing Qishu's face before she said softly: "I didn't expect that the immortal will come this time. If the Fairy Demon Conference cannot be held Well, it’s embarrassing in front of the Immortal Venerable.”

Only Xuan Huaijin was in charge of Tiandaomeng, Lin Changjian was in charge of fighting, and Jing Qishu was in charge of making trouble.

The governor of Jinhua Prefecture didn't look at Xuan Huaijin, but only talked to Jing Qishu, which made Xuan Huaijin cough all the time: "cough cough cough...the governor is joking."

He tried his best to draw Chu Qingyi's gaze to himself, but Chu Qingyi kept staring at Jing Qishu, and smiled lightly: "The room is ready, please come inside the Immortal Venerable."

She led everyone in, but Xuan Huaijin couldn't help sighing, the head of their Tiandao League is a piece of wood, it's useless to look at it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this idea arose in his heart, Chu Qingyi smiled and looked back at him, with a look of "I know the immortal is wood, but I just like to look at him".

This made Xuan Huaijin take a step forward, and patted Jing Qishu on the shoulder: "It's a crime, Qishu."

Jing Qishu: "?"

Heng Rong, who was at the end, gave Jing Qishu a funny look.

Jing Qishu had no idea what happened.

They walked into the Jinhua State Mansion, and when they passed a long corridor, they heard noise outside, as if someone was crying.

Xuan Huaijin asked curiously, "What happened outside?"

Chu Qingyi glanced casually and said, "It's nothing, someone is competing."

Xuan Huaijin liked to watch the excitement, so he immediately asked, "What is the competition?"

Chu Qingyi said: "There is a famous female disciple who has an unmasked fiancé before entering the school. The marriage was arranged by her family. She disagrees. After entering Jinhua Prefecture, she fell in love with a male disciple. Township cancels the engagement, but who knows that her fiancé will come to her and want to compete with her lover, whoever loses will give up."

Xuan Huaijin asked curiously, "Who won?"

Chu Qingyi didn't care much: "The fiancé won."

The romantic affairs of these young people, for those of them who have cultivated for hundreds of years, are not even considered to be conversations after dinner. Xuan Huaijin also smiled after hearing it: "It's nice to be young..."

After finishing speaking, he felt that something was wrong again, and turned his head to look suspiciously: "Qishu, what's wrong with you?"

Jing Qishu, who was moved by the affair and couldn't help but want to cry: "..."

He doesn't know what's wrong with him!This body seems to be poisoned. Hearing that the female disciple is going to be separated from her lover, her mind is full of "how to live without love" and "the heavy snow in Jinhuazhou, I can no longer watch it with the person I like".

He didn't realize how sad it was!Didn't the lover nod and agree to the competition?The matter of willing to bet and admit defeat, how come it seems that someone forced them to separate!

What the hell is he thinking!

Jing Qishu's face was paralyzed, and he commented: "Boring."

Everyone thought that Jing Qishu cultivated the ruthless way, and was afraid that he was not interested in such things, Chu Qingyi smiled and said: "The courtyard is arranged for you in front, please, immortal."

Everyone entered the yard, but Heng Rong was half a step behind, thinking interestingly, if he read it right just now, Jing Qishu's eyes turned red for a moment?

Sure enough, the little crying bag is still the little crying bag, and it pretends to be like that.

The Jinhua State Mansion is quite large, and each person has a separate courtyard. Chu Qingyi was still discussing the specific matters of the Fairy Demon Conference with Xuan Huaijin, so Jing Qishu returned to his courtyard on the pretext that he wanted to practice.

Closing the door, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Unable to hold back any longer, the moment the door was closed, crystal clear teardrops slid down from the corners of his eyes, fell on Jing Qishu's palm, and turned into a round pearl.

Jing Qishu: "..."

He looked up with a goddamn and sad mood, only to see a Xifu Begonia in the courtyard was in full bloom, and the breeze blew, and the petals fell to the ground.

Jing Qishu: "..."

I want to cry even more, what should I do.

Is he Lin Daiyu?

Why do you want to cry so much.

The more Jing Qishu thought about it, the more wronged he became, and when he couldn't help crying, footsteps suddenly came from behind him, he turned his head suddenly, and saw Hengrong coming in from outside.

Jing Qishu met his black-clothed servant face to face without any precautions. The wind blew off the petals and blew past Hengrong's side. The pink crabapple flowers fell on his shoulders, as beautiful as a painting.

Jing Qishu: "..."

With a stern face and suspicious redness in the corners of his eyes, he said indifferently, "Why did you come in?"

Heng Rong could tell that Jing Qishu was crying at a glance, he suppressed a smile: "Xianzun, I am your servant, of course I want to live in this courtyard."

Jing Qishu: "..."

Careless.

Jing Qishu was now embarrassed and awkward, and even faintly wanted to cry. He turned his back and said coldly: "I am going to practice, don't come with me."

After all, he left indifferently.

Leaving Heng Rong standing there, he couldn't hold back a smile.

……

That night, Jing Qishu accidentally fell asleep while practicing and had a bad dream.

In the dream, he dragged a long fish tail and lay in the arms of a man in black. The man wanted to push him away, but he refused to leave. His body rubbed against the man repeatedly, like a puppy.

The man was tall and slender, even when he was sitting, he could feel that he was very tall. In his dream, his eyesight was limited, Jing Qishu couldn't see his face, he could only hear helpless laughter, and his slender fingers pointed at Jing Qishu's face. nose.

"Little coquette, I'm going to water the sunflowers, come with me, don't hide at the bottom of the pool and cry alone."

Jing Qishu was not convinced, he wanted to refute "who is crying", but was suddenly hugged by that person.

His embrace was firm, but Jing Qishu was still taken aback. He wrapped his hands around the man's neck, raised his head and rubbed against him, and within a moment of rubbing, Jing Qishu finally saw the man's face clearly.

There is a trace of evil in the handsome facial features, this person is not Heng Rong!

What kind of messed-up dream is he having!

Jing Qishu was startled awake in an instant, and sat in a room under the moonlight doubting his life.

……

The Heavenly Dao League governs the immortal way, while the demonic way is mostly casual cultivators. The two ways have been at peace for many years. There is really nothing serious to discuss at the fairy and demon conference. A hundred years ago, the fairy and demon conference was changed to a friendly exchange meeting between two juniors, and occasionally two unlucky ghosts were brought in. The seniors help out.

There was no serious business at the Fairy and Demon Conference, but there were a lot of trivial matters. Since entering Jinhua Prefecture, Xuan Huaijin has been so busy that he never touches the ground, and he never sees anyone.

Everyone knows that Jing Qishu cultivates the way of ruthlessness, he is unrestrained and unhindered, and he ignores worldly affairs, so no one bothers him. Jing Qishu has been locked up in his own yard for several days without seeing anyone, and even his servant Heng Rong was arrested. He rushed out.

There was no other reason, after having that dream, he really didn't know how to face his servant.

On this day, Chu Qingyi's eldest disciple took a spirit beast, locked it in a special iron cage, and sent it to Jinhua Prefecture Mansion to present it to Chu Qingyi.

It is said that this spirit beast has the blood of the ancient Taotie, has a very high level of cultivation, and has a violent and ferocious temperament. It took a lot of effort to subdue it, and it took dozens of top disciples from Jinhua Prefecture to forcefully take it down.

People in Kyushu are very interested in ancient spirit beasts such as dragons and phoenixes. A group of people gathered around the iron cage to discuss who can fight against this spirit beast alone in the mainland of Kyushu. After concluding with Xuan Huaijin that he was invincible, everyone actually discussed Jing Qishu.

Jing Qishu's current strength is recognized as the best in the world. He has lived in seclusion in the Tiandao League all year round, and rarely makes a move. Everyone wants to see his ability.

Jing Qishu was notoriously aloof, and everyone didn't dare to invite him, so they handed over this difficult task to Xuan Huaijin. Xuan Huaijin couldn't get off the horse, so he had to come to Jing Qishu's yard, ready to ask him to do it.

Unexpectedly, when he entered the door, he didn't see Jing Qishu, but instead saw Heng Rong sitting on the porch.

Jing Qishu's servant is full of vigor, every time Xuan Huaijin sees him, he feels that he is not like a servant, but he is like his servant, the majestic leader of the heavenly alliance, who is a head shorter than him in imposing manner.

He rubbed his nose and decided to make a quick decision: "What's the difference? I have something to ask him, you go and ask him to come out."

Unexpectedly, Heng Rong said: "I haven't seen the Immortal Venerable for several days, Lord Leader, if you want to see him, you have to find him yourself."

"Huh?" Xuan Huaijin was very surprised: "Didn't you guys be like glue before? What's wrong?"

Heng Rong: "..."

He really wanted to teach the leader of the Heavenly Dao League how to use the word "glue like paint" correctly, so that he would not use words indiscriminately like he is now.

Xuan Huaijin was in a hurry to find someone, so she could only say, "Okay, I'll look for it myself."

He entered the small courtyard, wandered around the courtyard, and finally found Jing Qishu who was meditating under the crabapple tree. After explaining his intentions, he was rejected by Jing Qishu as expected.

Immortal Venerable in white was sitting under the crabapple tree, his clothes were clean and dust-free, he didn't seem to understand this booing behavior, he frowned and said, "Can't you fight against spirit beasts?"

Xuan Huaijin shook his head seriously: "No, I can't beat it."

Jing Qishu gave a "tsk", looking very impatient.

However, only he can hear his inner voice - even Xuan Huaijin can't beat him, can he, a foreign soul who has just occupied this body for a few days, be able to beat him?

He still hasn't figured out what the so-called practice of spiritual energy is!

Immortal Venerable, with a misty air, frowned and said, "It's boring."

The author has something to say: the behavior of crying is the behavior of the individual body, and has nothing to do with Jingjing! (a piece of fifty cents)