Jiang Zhige blushed when he heard this. He didn't think much about it when he said it. He suddenly felt ashamed after being praised by the old man in white robe.

After all, for a beggar, suppressing demons and bringing peace to troubled times is too far away.

The old man in white robe didn't notice anything strange about Jiang Zhige. He raised his head and glanced at the sky and said, "Okay, it's getting late. Come back to the sect with me first."

Jiang Zhige followed his line of sight and found a crane hovering in the sky.

After receiving the signal from the old man in white robe, the crane flapped its wings and flew over, stopping next to Jiang Zhige.

Jiang Zhige glanced at Xianhe, then looked down at Nangong Rou, who was still sleeping soundly, and said hesitantly: "Xianren, my sister..."

Although he felt that since he could worship immortals as his disciples, Nangong Rou would not be an exception, but he was somewhat uneasy when he failed to get the consent of the old man in white robes.

"Don't worry, even if I don't accept your sister as my disciple, you can still keep her with you."

The old man in white robe shook his head and smiled. He liked Nangong Rou more than Jiang Zhige. How could he abandon Nangong Rou?

I didn't accept Jiang Zhige on purpose at first, purely because I wanted to test Jiang Zhige again.

Jiang Zhige breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over and carefully picked up Nangong Rou, fearing to disturb her.

But standing in front of the crane with Nangong Rou in his arms, Jiang Zhige didn't know what to do.

"Immortal, I, are we going to sit on its back?"

The old man in white robe smiled and said nothing, stretched out his two fingers to lift up slightly, and Jiang Zhige, who was holding Nangong Rou, was wrapped in a spiritual light and slowly flew onto the crane's back.

Seeing such an incredible method, Jiang Zhige was not only not afraid, but also felt excited.

"This is the power of immortals..."

Thinking that he could be like the old man in white robe in the future, Jiang Zhige felt elated for the first time in his life.

At this time, the old man in white robe suddenly remembered something, put his hands on his back and flew to the side of the crane. He turned to Jiang Zhige and said, "By the way, my name is Yao Qianji. From now on, just call me master."

"But Immortal, Master, we haven't officially performed the apprenticeship ceremony yet. When entering the Immortal Sect, shouldn't there be many rules?"

"I recognize you as my disciple, and you recognize me as your master. Why do you need so many red tapes?"

Yao Qianji laughed heartily and walked away in the air after speaking, leaving only Jiang Zhige's back.

Before Jiang Zhige could recover, the crane under his crotch let out a chirp, carrying him and Nangong Rou in pursuit of Yao Qianji.

The crane flew very smoothly, leading the two of them through layers of dark clouds.

When the clouds scattered light, Jiang Zhige opened his eyes and looked, and was stunned for a moment.

Smoke and clouds lingered, the sun set thousands of miles away, and half of the sky was dyed with red clouds.

Being in it is like a fairyland, making you feel like you are in another world.

He quickly adapted to the weightlessness of flying, and stood up with Nangong Rou in his arms to look at the bright red sunset.

"I haven't seen such a beautiful sun for a long time..."

Jiang Zhige sighed with emotion and looked down at Nangong Rou in his arms.

At this moment, his heart was full of longing for the future.

........

"The Great Immortal guards the Heavenly Gate, suppresses demons, and brings peace to troubled times. It's hard to imagine that such words came from the mouth of the Demon Emperor..."

"Being a disciple of the Immortal Sect should be the first turning point in the Demon Emperor's life."

"The golden scales are like a thing in the pond. They turn into dragons when encountering wind and clouds. The Demon Emperor can have such a character at the age of nine. Even if he is not favored today, he will definitely achieve something in the future."

"Now everything seems to be developing in a good direction. I am very curious about what made the Demon Emperor fall into the devil's path."

All the powerful men in the palace were filled with emotion. The feeling of witnessing the growth of a great emperor was really wonderful.

Hearing these comments, Qu Yun's heart moved. He almost forgot that although Jiang Zhige was very kind to Nangong Rou in his early years, didn't he fall into the devil's way later?

When Nangong Rou witnesses the memory of Jiang Zhige's betrayal, she will only hate Jiang Zhige even more, let alone defecting in front of the battle.

Nangong Rou didn't know what Qu Yun was thinking, and kept staring at the picture in the light and shadow.

Compared with Qu Yun's petty thoughts, she had already felt a little shaken in her heart and began to doubt the truth of what happened back then.

If Jiang Zhige really had such deep feelings for her, would he really betray her for a treasure that day?

Although it is hard to believe it, Nangong Rou is not sure. After all, she trusted Jiang Zhige so much back then.

Nangong Rou was heartbroken. She turned to Jiang Zhige, who was half-kneeling in the palace, and murmured: "Jiang Zhige, if there is something unexpected, why don't you explain to me..."

........

In the light and shadow scene, seven years passed in a flash.

Nangong Rou is extremely talented and has reached the early stage of Lingwu Realm in just seven years. It is said that there may be some kind of bloodline hidden in her body, and she is regarded as the appointed true disciple by the elders of Tianyun Pavilion.

However, Jiang Zhige's talent was mediocre and he became a medicine garden disciple in Tianyun Pavilion who was responsible for collecting herbs. Even though he practiced very hard, he was still only in the internal organs refining state.

The body refining stage is divided into skin refining stage, bone refining stage, marrow refining stage, viscera refining stage, and blood refining stage. Jiang Zhige just entered the viscera refining stage not long ago, and it will take at least five or six years before he can break through to the spiritual martial arts stage.

time.

Moreover, the further you go in cultivation, the harder it becomes to improve. With Jiang Zhige’s talent, without external help, he may not be able to break through the Yuanhai realm where his master Yao Qianji is in his entire life.

Jiang Zhige was not discouraged. For him, the life of collecting herbs and cultivating was a thousand times better than begging in Yucheng.

Moreover, after breaking through to the Taoist realm, his life can be extended for more than three hundred years, and he can accompany Nangong Rou for more than three hundred years. Jiang Zhige is already very satisfied.

Tianyun Pavilion, Star Picking Peak.

Jiang Zhige squatted in the field, carefully tending the spiritual grass that gave off a faint aura.

Although it is just taking care of the spiritual grass, the work is not easy. Just the cultivation and water control need to be controlled to the extreme. The slightest mistake will cause the spiritual grass to lose its best effect.

Not long after, a pure and beautiful girl wearing a light blue dress ran into the medicine garden and shouted loudly: "Brother! Brother! Today's sect competition, come and see it with me!"

Jiang Zhige stood up from the field and saw Nangong Rou who was looking for him. He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Rou'er, the inner sect test is coming soon. If you don't practice hard, why do you still want to watch other people's competitions?"

"Bah, bah, bah! Brother, you are such a pig. You think about cultivation every day and don't find time to relax. What's the use of the cultivation you have gained through hard training?"

Nangongrou pouted, ran over and pulled Jiang Zhige out without any doubt.

"Okay, let go of my brother first, and he will go with you."

Jiang Zhige smiled bitterly. Seven years later, Nangong Rou did not become sensible, but became more and more naughty.

Nangongrou immediately smiled, let go of Jiang Zhige's hand, and jumped ahead to lead Jiang Zhige.

...........

"Holy crap, is this lively and lovely girl really the otherworldly Nangong Fairy in my impression? She actually called the Demon Emperor a pig's head?"

"Well... it should be that Fairy Nangong and the Demon Emperor had a better relationship back then."

"The fairy is indeed a fairy. At only fourteen years old, she is like a hibiscus emerging from the water."

Seeing the charming girl in the picture, everyone in the palace forgot about the Demon Emperor and carefully admired the young Nangong Rou.

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