The Perfect Mission System of Fast Transmigration

Chapter 283 Raiders Xianxia Cold-hearted Master (2)

Immortals are not stained with filth.

After Qianhua finished her work, she sat down, and she recalled Feng Yuan's expression after listening to her.

disappointment?Why disappointed?
Qianhua is a very kind-hearted woman, she is full of childlike innocence, and she often gives Feng Yuan some gadgets from the human world, all of which she made herself.

She remembered that there was a big difference between her and Qian Hua's personalities just now, and it seemed that she had to adjust.

Just then, Feng Yuan walked in.

"Painting."

His handsome eyebrows are indifferent, and nothing is attractive in his eyes. He looks at everything like a horse on a horse.

"master."

Qian Hua quickly stood up, she ran behind Feng Yuan with small steps, and supported Feng Yuan.

"Master, sit down." She put the stool away, and then wiped the stool spotless before letting Feng Yuan sit on it.

Feng Yuan has a serious mysophobia. He can't see anything too dirty appearing in his sight. If he sees it, he will either smash it or just walk away.

There were several times when the immortal sects in other mountains held large banquets. He saw that the master had given him an extremely dirty seat. He didn't even say a word at that time, and directly threw his spells and blew up the place, causing the banquet to be suspended. But he walked away calmly.

"Hua'er, what's wrong with you today?" Feng Yuan just sat down, looked at Qian Hua, and asked directly.

Qian Hua smiled subconsciously, sure enough Feng Yuan also saw something was wrong.

Qian Hua pouted, and stepped forward to hold Feng Yuan's shoulders.

"Master, I don't know what's wrong with Hua'er. Hua'er just feels that her body is very uncomfortable after coming back from the human world. There seems to be something in her heart that is controlling Hua'er. Hua'er can't help but..."

Qian Hua was aggrieved by what he said, Feng Yuan took Qian Hua's hand directly when he heard it, he gently pressed Qian Hua's pulse, and then looked at Qian Hua's face with a frown.

"Your knowledge is too shallow, and your body has been infected by evil spirits."

Feng Yuan put down Qian Hua's hand, and he said to Qian Hua, "In the future, if you see someone injured or injured, don't go forward, you know?"

"Yes, Hua'er knows." Qian Hua lowered her head.

"Come here, I will clear the evil spirit from your body."

There is not a lot of evil spirit in Qianhua's body, but Qianhua has only practiced for a hundred years, how can he know how to expel evil, he is more at ease when he comes.

"Thank you master."

Qian Hua obediently stepped forward, Feng Yuan stood up, and after making a seal on his hand, he tapped on Qian Hua's brow.

Qianhua only felt a warm current flow in between her eyebrows, moving from her tendons bit by bit, occasionally the warm current would be blocked, and Feng Yuan's other hand lightly tapped it, and it passed through easily.

Qian Hua only felt that her meridians had been washed by Feng Yuan, her body became lighter, and dirty black viscous liquid slowly overflowed from the pores on her body.

Feng Yuan seemed to be suppressing the nausea in his heart, and pushed the warm current through Qian Hua's body for a few weeks. After that, he couldn't help it, and threw a dust removal spell. Qian Hua's whole body was tidy again, and he was tense. My nerves are relaxed.

Qian Hua saw black lines popping up, this mysophobia is really amazing.

After a wave of black air was drawn out by Feng Yuan, Qian Hua's body really relaxed.The feeling of chills in my body before has long since disappeared.

Qian Hua didn't expect that she was just making up a random reason, which really made Feng Yuan's inspection go wrong.Qianhua didn't know if there would be hidden disasters in the future if they were not drawn out.

"Okay, just wash your body and go back to the hall as a teacher."

After Feng Yuan finished speaking, he hurried out. Qian Hua stood behind him. Looking at Feng Yuan's flying speed, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

I'm afraid Feng Yuan couldn't bear it by himself, so let's go back and take a bath.

That's all for Qian Hua, when she smelled her body, she felt an indescribable sour feeling, which made her hold her breath.

She covered her nose, frowning tightly.

If you don’t smell it, you don’t know. If you smell it, it will really kill you.

She quickly took out the bucket and hot water, closed the door, took off her clothes, and sat down in the bucket at once.

The warm water made Qian Hua's pores wide open, and a layer of black water floated on the surface of her pores.

Qianhua saw it, got up quickly, and changed the water.

This kind of water not only can't wash it clean, but it may also make yourself more and more stinky.

After getting dressed, Qianhua tidied up again.

Qianhua loves tidiness so much, probably because of Feng Yuan.

The next morning, Qianhua went to the orchard early to pick fairy fruits. Crystal dewdrops fell drop by drop from the fresh fairy fruits, and the dewdrops seemed to be scented, overflowing the nostrils, full of the fragrance of fairy fruits.

After she was washed with spiritual spring water, she was sent to Fengyuan's palace, and Fengyuan would eat this fruit every day.

I heard from Feng Yuan that this fruit is the Thousand Bodhisattva Fruit, the sacred fruit of healing.

Qianhua knew that Feng Yuan was injured, because she heard about the battle between immortals and demons thousands of years ago from other immortal elders, and found the historical records from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. She knew even more that Feng Yuan was the benefactor who saved the world of cultivating immortals , From then on, she admired Feng Yuan even more.

When it was delivered, Feng Yuan was drawing something with a brush. After Qian Hua put Qian Boguo on the table, she looked curiously.

I saw that Feng Yuan was painting a person with great concentration. It was a woman. She hadn't traced the face yet, but Qian Hua knew from the graceful figure that what Feng Yuan was painting must be a peerless beauty.

"Master, the fruit is here, I'm going down to practice spells first."

Qian Hua retreated to the front of Feng Yuan, Feng Yuan raised his head lightly after hearing this, "Well, the teacher will come to check the results of your practice later, you can't be lazy."

"Yes, Master."

Qianhua felt that her heart was a little blocked, and after she went out, she smiled helplessly.

It seems that Feng Yuan has someone he likes, otherwise how can the woman in the painting explain it?

She slowed down slightly, there was a garden in the palace, and Qianhua walked there unknowingly.

At this moment, the pear blossoms are in full bloom, and the white petals are falling like rain, and then they are gently scattered on the ground one by one. The wind blowing from the distant mountains drags their bodies up and dances with the wind.

Qian Hua had an impulse in her heart, she gently drew out her soft sword, and danced with the wind in the rain of flowers.

"Ink has entered the water to cross a pond of blue and white

Take five points of Hongxia to pick bamboo and go home

The long wind comes to bury the mulberry and hemp

Put down the lovesickness in a cassock

Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms to Be Married

The pearl of the phoenix crown is pulled into the hair

Sandalwood brushes over jade bracelets to make light gauze
Leave a cup of bud-colored tea empty
If the mountains and rivers in my heart
see it in your eyes
I pray the lotus step by step
How do you know that floating grass
old age

Fengyuehuaniao smiled
Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms to Be Married

The pearl of the phoenix crown is pulled into the hair

Sandalwood brushes over jade bracelets to make light gauze
Leave a cup of bud-colored tea empty
If the mountains and rivers in my heart
see it in your eyes
I pray the lotus step by step
How do you know that floating grass
old age

Fengyuehuaniao smiled
If the landscape in my heart can be seen in your eyes
I pray the lotus step by step
How do you know that a piece of grass that grows over time makes you grow old?

Fengyuehuaniao smiled
How do you know that a piece of grass that grows over time makes you grow old?

Fengyue, flowers and birds smile at the dusty fate"

(Excerpted from the lyrics of Liu Keyi's "Half Pot of Yarn")
(End of this chapter)