Chapter 88 Protagonist template, shocked in early summer!
"Dad, I have something to ask you... something important!"
Qin Yu looked nervous and wary as he spoke.
Qin Tian was stunned for a moment, gave up on flirting with the female disciples, followed his son to a relatively remote corner, and then at the request of the other party, he set up a soundproof array to prevent others from prying.
After making sure that everything was safe, Qin Yu took out a black pill furnace from the mountain and sea bag and handed it over.
"Dad, this is for you!"
"Um?"
Qin Tian took the alchemy furnace and looked at it with a look of surprise.
The black alchemy furnace is an earth-level middle-grade spiritual weapon!
“Where did it come from?”
"Picked it up."
"Um?"
Qin Tian frowned.
Qin Yu explained: "One day my two brothers and I were catching fish by the river..."
"I found a big golden carp..."
"While chasing, I accidentally passed through a waterfall. There is a cave behind the waterfall. There is a broken magic circle at the entrance of the cave. Behind the magic circle, there are monks' remains and these things..."
"These things?" Qin Tian keenly discovered the key words.
Qin Yu scratched his head: "At that time, there was a piece of jade in the cave, a ring, a tripod, and this alchemy furnace..."
"The jade is in my hand, the ring is taken by Qin Yao, and the tripod is with Qin Xin..."
"We don't know how to make alchemy, so I gave the alchemy furnace to my father!"
Qin Tian's face was confused.
After all, this scene of picking up things everywhere is part of the protagonist's drama.
But why has he never encountered it?
Am I not the protagonist... Qin Tian silently accepted his son's gift, and then revealed the purpose of his visit.
Well, just send four naughty children to 'school'.
Qin Yu was overjoyed.
This way he can play more happily with his siblings!
Qin Tian remained silent, just touched Qin Yu's little head, and then floated away with his hands behind his back.
Wild geese return to the peak.
On top of the mountain.
Liu Chuxia stood in the wind in a goose-yellow dress. The fluttering skirts showed off her curves that were not too exaggerated but were perfect enough.
"You're here?"
Qin Tian nodded slowly: "Yes."
"The right words!" Liu Chuxia was anxious.
Qin Tian: "..."
He sighed invisibly: "I'm coming."
Liu Chuxia was satisfied.
"You shouldn't have come!"
"But I'm still here!"
…
After a moment, the confused face shifted from Qin Tian's face to Liu Chuxia's face.
"ha?"
"Four?"
"No, how many children do you have?"
Liu Chuxia was stunned, her black and white round eyes full of shock and incomprehension.
After all, Qin Tian had already sent three children to Qingyun Sect not long ago, and now he has sent four more!
Sure enough, the flowers were still in full bloom. After a moment of hesitation, the small white flower turned into a big stallion... Liu Chuxia looked at Qin Tian with the jade tree in front of her facing the wind, and sighed invisibly.
"Okay, keep them all..."
Qin Tian smiled broadly.
In fact, it was a win-win situation for him to send his naughty kid to become a disciple of Liu Chuxia.
Well, win-win-win.
He won twice.
Qingyun Sect is a powerful sect that dominates the entire Daozhou and radiates to hundreds of surrounding Daozhous. The naughty children can get more resources for cultivating immortals, better cultivation techniques, and a broader horizon by practicing here.
This is the first time to win.
Getting rid of the naughty kid is a second win!
As for Liu Chuxia...
Well, she recruits disciples for KPI...
After all, Qingyun Sect is a large sect and needs many disciples to take care of the sect's industry. Therefore, each peak leader will have a large number of 'recruitment' quotas every year. Although there will be no punishment if they fail to complete the quota, they will be morally kidnapped by the elders of the sect and even the leader. . For example, if the sect has no new disciples, when old men like them like Fengzhu die, the Qingyun Sect founded by our ancestor Jun Lulan Lu will disappear...
Liu Chuxia is annoyed to death every year by those old guys who have ten thousand years left to live!
Now, she can exceed the task!
After chatting for a while, Liu Chuxia’s beautiful eyebrows knitted together.
"Chang Qing, could this be your clone?"
Qin Tian was stunned and shook his head slowly.
Liu Chuxia stared with a pair of round eyes, full of confusion: "But why can't I feel your specific cultivation level?"
Qin Tian laughed: "Disciple has recently learned a method to conceal others' detection. I didn't expect that I can hide it from the real king's eyes!"
He said as he sealed Ryoma's ability to obscure the secrets of heaven.
"Huh?" Liu Chuxia said in surprise.
After a while, she couldn't help but rub her eyes: "Chang Qing, have you reached the third level of transcendence?"
Qin Tian nodded slowly.
Liu Chuxia was even more surprised.
For immortal cultivators, the Qi Refining Stage is a threshold, and those with talent only need one year to cross it, while the Foundation Building Stage is a matter of time and effort. Ordinary monks can build the Foundation for a hundred years. Even if they are extremely talented, it will take ten years. It takes eight years to complete the entire foundation building process...
As for the extraordinary.
Well, she can be regarded as the leading genius in her family, but it took her hundreds of years to reach the realm of the True King!
Even a rising star like Mu Yourong, who slapped her to death on the beach, has stayed in the transcendent realm for decades!
Qin Tian is less than thirty years old.
Extraordinary triple!
So, this guy is actually the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor... Liu Chuxia looked shocked and threw Qin Tian directly to the foot of the mountain with a wave of his hand.
Well, out of sight is out of mind.
Qin Tian: "..."
After a brief moment of confusion, he was ready to do the second thing.
Deliver letters.
………………
Tianjian Peak.
This is an extremely steep mountain. Looking from the bottom up, the entire mountain looks like a sharp sword thrust into the sky.
Qin Tian was stopped at the foot of the mountain.
The disciple guarding the mountain stepped forward and explained: "The peak master and all the disciples and inner disciples are studying the sword formation. Except for the master, no one else is allowed to enter!"
"Please take care of me, Senior Brother Chang Qing..."
Qin Tian expressed his understanding.
But he didn’t want to go to Heavenly Sword Peak.
He said warmly: "Please pass the message and tell me that outer disciple Chang Qing wants to see Senior Sister Shen Jianping."
Shen Jianping is Zong Yao's sister Tao in Qingyun Sect and is the outer deacon of Tianjian Peak.
Qin Tian just came to deliver a message to her.
Hearing that Qin Tian came to see his 'immediate boss', the disciples guarding the mountain did not dare to neglect him, saluted and turned around to leave.
A few moments.
Wearing a plain dress, Shen Jianping floated down the mountain.
Female monks usually take Yanzhu Dan and choose to freeze their appearance at the most beautiful moment. Therefore, Shen Jianping who appeared in Qintian looked like a man in his mid-twenties, with distant eyebrows, a bile nose, and an indifferent appearance. beauty with chrysanthemum.
"Junior Brother Chang Qing, what do you want from me?"
"Delivery letter."
Qin Tian handed over Zong Yao's handwritten letter.
Shen Jianping's face was full of joy.
The road to immortality is long and lonely, so many people choose to become Taoist couples with the opposite sex.
But love is hard to come by, so she can only settle for making friends with people with similar personalities and temperaments.
Zong Yao is one of them.
But it's a pity that the other party went down the mountain to be a concubine...
Shen Jianping was extremely lonely during this period.
Now that Qin Tian had just sent a letter, Shen Jianping couldn't wait to open the letter and read it.
Then, her expression became strange.
Somewhat shy.
It's more about the budding love of spring.
Well, most women have two faces, pure and lustful.
Among best friends, it's the latter.
So the content of the letter can be imagined.
(End of chapter)