The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 1726 The Humble Furnace of the Noble Immortal Monarch (74)

In the world of cultivation, the strong are always respected, and there are countless disciples of Xuanqingzong who worship Su Qinghuan. At this moment, because Ling Ruoxu is a pure Yang body, he entered Canglan Peak by luck, and there are countless eyes staring at him behind his back.

If Ling Ruoxu is powerful enough to match Su Qinghuan, there will be sour voices behind everyone's backs, and a few compliments on the face.

But in the current situation, Ling Ruoxu is just a mortal with a handsome and flawless face, and he is not liked by Qing Huan. How can those men and women who admire Su Qinghuan in the world of immortality not be jealous?
Even though Ling Ruoxu was born to be good-looking, there are almost no ugly men and women in the cultivation world. You can see all kinds of flowers. Even if you look like a peony, some people despise the luxury and vulgarity of the peony. demon.

In this case, Ling Ruoxu arranged too much, both overtly and secretly.

Ling Ruoxu stayed on Canglan Peak, and heard a lot of gossip from Daotong.

Whenever Ling Ruoxu left Canglan Peak by chance and went to Xuanqingzong's management office to collect supplies, it was more common for everyone to be terrified.

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So Ling Ruoxu is still very self-aware, he has been trying his best to stay in Canglan Peak, living by the rules.

The only thing in his mind is to shorten the distance with Su Qinghuan, Ling Ruoxu doesn't care what others think of him or arrange him.

But he doesn't know spells, even if he wants to see Su Qinghuan, just climbing from the foot of Canglan Peak to the top of the peak can make Ling Ruoxu exhausted.

And the little fox deliberately neglected Ling Ruoxu. For two consecutive months, Ling Ruoxu climbed to the top of the mountain panting every day, but he couldn't even see the shadow of the little fox.

In the long run, Ling Ruoxu also knew that Su Qinghuan really hated him.

The man felt sad, but he didn't want to give up. He always spent more than half an hour climbing the mountain when his genius was just beginning to shine. He sat on the top of the mountain like a willow tree on the moon, and he was willing to go down the mountain when the time came.

After persisting for several months, Ling Ruoxu refused to slack off. He believed that people are watching, even if Su Qinghuan is a piece of solid ice, a ruthless fairy in the world's population, he will always be able to melt this piece of solid ice. one day.

What's more, there is a fate between him and her with a body of pure yang and a body of extreme yin. She is so cold that she will need him sooner or later, right?

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With such a self-deceiving vision, Ling Ruoxu's bigu pills were used up, and his stomach was rumbling with hunger, so he had to temporarily give up the idea of ​​climbing to the top of the mountain, and chose to go to the Zongmen's management office to get some living supplies.

When Ling Ruoxu went to receive the Bigu Pill, many outer disciples who lined up behind him couldn't help whispering.

"It's just an embroidered pillow with gold and jade on the outside, how can it be accompanied by Qing Huan Xianzun?"

"That's right! He's just a mortal! He can't cultivate. I'm afraid that if there is no longevity pill and beauty pill, he will be ugly in 20 years, right?"

"Hey, look, he still has a good skin now, but he hasn't been able to win the favor of Qing Huan Xianzun. I'm afraid that even if he can keep youth forever, the Xianzun will look down on him."

Ling Ruoxu felt extremely embarrassed. He had no way to cultivate, so he had to eat whole grains. If he could, he didn't want to come down from Canglan Peak.

But in the side room at the foot of Canglan Peak, there is no cooking utensils, and Ling Ruoxu is too embarrassed to ask Daotong for cooking, because he himself is not good at cooking.

The ancients said that when a gentleman stays away from the kitchen, no matter when Ling's father and mother were alive, or when he lived in Qin's house, others would arrange for him to eat, drink and live. Ling Ruoxu was already used to that kind of life.

Now that he came to Xuanqingzong, although Su Qinghuan did not criticize him publicly, it was impossible for him to take care of Ling Ruoxu in every detail.

If Ling Ruoxu is hungry, he can go to the Zongmen Office to get the Bigu Pill. Ordinary people can live well after eating Bigu Pill, but it has no taste.

For most practitioners, they should abstain from eating and drinking, so that it is more conducive to their careful cultivation.

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Ling Ruoxu couldn't stand those pointing fingers behind him, his handsome face was covered with ice, but he was just a feeble scholar with no power to restrain a chicken, if he really wanted to quarrel with these people, he was afraid he wouldn't get it To the slightest benefit.

Not to mention these outer disciples, even Xuanqingzong's handyman disciples have stronger cultivation than him.

Standing here, he is indeed out of place.

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Ling Ruoxu looked at those disciples' eyes full of superiority and jealousy, and couldn't help but fell into a daze for a moment.

He couldn't help clenching the palms under his big sleeves, tightly holding the Bigu Pill that was enough for him to eat for a month, trying his best to maintain his meager self-esteem, and walked towards the Yunqiao of Canglan Peak.

It's a pity that the sky didn't come true, and soon several young male disciples from the outer sect who admired Su Qinghuan laughed and surrounded him.

"Hey, isn't this the furnace that Qing Huan Xianzun just acquired? What's it called? Ling Ruoxu?"

"What Ling Ruoxu, I think he is real! You can see that his appearance is so thin that his bones are almost visible. Can he serve Qing Huan Xianzun well with his thin arms and legs?"

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Ling Ruoxu saw the teasing and mocking faces of those male disciples from the outer sect, and the hostility in his heart continued to grow.

No man can accept being ridiculed in public like this, let alone ridiculing his frail body.

Objectively speaking, Ling Ruoxu is slender and slender, and looks gentle, but in fact, under the wide sleeves of this robe, he has powerful lines, but it is not as exaggerated as the bodybuilders of later generations, but it is absolutely It's not a white chicken.

Even in the first life, except for the time when he escaped from marriage, Ling Ruoxu also had just the right muscles at other times. Standing tall and tall, he looked like a clothes hanger, which was pleasing to the eye.

These cultivators ridiculed Ling Ruoxu so much, just to belittle Ling Ruoxu and to see Ling Ruoxu embarrassing.

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There is only one place where the Zongmen's management office goes to the Yunqiao of Canglan Peak. At the moment, it is surrounded by these troublemakers. Ling Ruoxu is also an ordinary person who cannot fly with a sword. No matter how much he hates it, he can only go from here past.

Ling Ruoxu had no choice but to suppress the resentment and unhappiness in his heart, he lowered his eyebrows silently, and then clasped his hands and fists at the provocative male disciples from the outer sect.

"Hi, seniors, can you make way for me? Ling wants to go back to Canglan Peak, so please make it easier for you, seniors."

Those outer disciples in white and blue robes saw Ling Ruoxu begging for mercy so wisely, but they still felt inadequate.

Several male monks couldn't help roaring with laughter.

"Ha, who is your senior brother? Don't call us brothers and sisters. You are a mortal who can't breathe into your body, but you are willing to be a furnace. If you are compared with us, we will all feel ashamed!"

(End of this chapter)