The whole sect is reborn

"..."

She should be older than this little boy, right? Why does he still call himself ‘little sister’?

After staring at the bunch of candied haws in front of her for a while, Ling Junqian noticed her movements and came over with a smile.

"What? Xiao Qi wants to eat candied haws?"

In fact, Zhu Fu didn't really want to eat it, he just thought the red color looked pretty good. And it also reminded him of the candied haws on a stick that he didn't eat in Nanying City five years ago.

Five years have passed. I wonder how the frightened Qiniang, who was threatened by her rogue husband, is doing now?

When she took the initiative to give her the candied haws, Zhu Fu always regretted not being able to taste it. Now five years have passed, but that Lai San is dead, so they should be better off than before.

Ling Junqian also thought of the mother and daughter, paused, and then reached out to take the bunch of candied haws for his little disciple. Not only that, he directly wrapped all the candied haws carried on the shoulders of the little boy with a fox tail.

.

"Little Taoist friend, give these to me. We bought them."

The boy with the little fox tail suddenly spun his tail in excitement.

The price is actually not cheap. After all, the fruits used to make candied haws are all fruits. However, Ling Junqian didn't care and directly took a low-grade spiritual stone and handed it over.

The little boy collected the spirit stone and gave it to the candied haws. He casually wiped it on his waist, and a grass target covered with candied haws suddenly appeared on his shoulder. Ling Junqian was stunned.

"Fellow Taoist, I still have some here, do you want any more?"

Ling Junqian waved his hand angrily.

"No more."

The little boy was not upset and ran away with a smile.

At this time, Zhu Fu had already stuffed a candied haws in her mouth and chewed it. The hawthorn was very plump, sour and sweet, and very tasty. One of her cheeks was bulging up from the candied haws.

It moves around while chewing, like a little squirrel, so cute.

Yun Guiyue and the others next to her stared at Zhu Fu's moving cheeks with smiles, thinking that their little junior sister was always so cute.

"Gudong."

After swallowing it, Zhu Fu thought of the little boy just now and was a little curious.

"Senior Brother, that kid just now has a tail behind him. Is he a demon cultivator?"

"right."

Touching Zhu Fu's head, Zhong Kelian smiled softly...

Not quite like a male cultivator.

Ahem, but obviously, no one will tell this.

"That fellow Taoist is probably older than the rest of us combined."

"The cultivation of demon cultivators is no better than ours. Although their lifespans are long, their advancement speed is not as fast as ours. It takes longer to transform. So, even though he looks very young, his actual age is

I guess it’s not too small.”

That's it...

Zhu Fu nodded, understanding why this person just called her 'little sister'. A powerful senior like Senior Mo Zuo and Bai Yao could wait for each other for 20,000 years just because of a misunderstanding, and their longevity is longer than that of the human race.

Looking at the demon cultivator who has grown so much, she is probably no more than a child.

Seeing that the junior sister was eating happily, several other people also took a bunch of candied haws to try. They were a group of good-looking monks, and they all took candied haws and enjoyed themselves here, which was enough on the street.

Attract others' attention.

However, Ling Junqian and others were so determined that they pretended that they could not see those eyes that were shining behind their backs, and wandered all the way to South Street.

Because of the strong recommendation from the monk guarding the city gate just now, the group of them came to the 'Meisheng' inn he mentioned, intentionally or unintentionally.

This inn is not big and is located at the corner of South Street. It has three floors. There is a large door plaque hanging at the junction of the first and second floors, with the word "Mei Sheng" written on it in childish handwriting.

The pen is weak and the turns are jerky.

At first glance, you can tell it was written by a child.

Thinking about the daughter that the monk mentioned, everyone had some idea. This should have been written by the daughter of the monk who kept the door.

However, although this inn is not big, it can be seen that it is indeed very clean. And the exterior walls and the like also look quite new. It should be a new inn that has just been renovated.

Anyway, they were staying wherever they went. Ling Junqian and others looked at each other and felt that although the inn was small, it was very clean. So when everyone had no objections, a few people walked in slowly.

Before she even entered the lobby, a little girl who looked like a small shooting star rushed over with a whoosh. Ling Junqian, who was walking in the front, stretched out his hand to stop her to prevent her from stumbling on the threshold and falling.

The little girl was mumbling something, and Zhu Fu, who was standing behind Ling Junqian, listened carefully.

"Bring tea, bring tea..."

Oh, Zhu Fu understood immediately that she wanted to bring tea to her father.

What a sensible kid.

However, after seeing Ling Junqian and others, the little girl immediately let out a high-pitched scream, cheered and ran back.

"Your Majesty! A guest is coming——"

"hiss--"

The child's voice was so shrill that Zhong Kelian and the others couldn't help but rub their ears. However, no one thought it was anything. After all, they were children.

But the gentle female nun who came over after hearing the sound was a little embarrassed.

I saw this gentle female cultivator with a light blue kerchief on her head bowing slightly and bowing, with a trace of apology on her soft face.

"Dear guests, I'm really sorry. My daughter is a little noisy..."

"It doesn't matter, kids are all like this."

Ling Junqian waved his hands repeatedly. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Zhu Fu who was deep in thought. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but tremble. He was afraid that his little disciple would learn from this little kid, so he quickly changed the topic.

"We masters and apprentices are here to stay in the hotel. I wonder if you can stay here?"

The female nun nodded repeatedly.

"Naturally. Is this your first time to Paradise City? Why don't you take a look at the environment of our store first? Don't worry, although our inn is the first day of operation, it is absolutely quiet and clean. You are still the first batch

Visitors can choose those quiet rooms in advance..."

Although the hostess of the inn looks tactful and charming, and her body does not seem to be very strong, she is a late-stage foundation-building monk after all, and she moves very neatly. In just a few words, she took Zhu Fu and the others around the inn.

Although the Meisheng Inn looks a bit small from the outside, compared to the surrounding buildings, the rooms inside are quite spacious.

Ling Jun didn't have much to choose from among the thousands, and directly chose eight rooms facing each other, so that the eight of them, master and disciple, could take care of each other.