There seems to be something wrong with the fairy world

Not to mention the shaking of the bed all night, someone dragged a broken mechanical arm early in the morning and was punished to stand outside the sick room door.

Even though he was punished to stand still, Desting still had a satisfied smile on his face, lost in thought from time to time, as if he was recalling some beautiful scene.

"Qingqing~I was wrong~let me in." Desting admitted his mistake without integrity: "It's my fault, I shouldn't move around when you said "no", don't be angry, it's also my first time , I can’t control it more or less, maybe it will get better when we practice a few more times, really!”

There was no sound from inside the door.

Desting continued to admit his mistake sincerely: "I know we didn't rest at night. It's my fault. I shouldn't mess around again this morning. I promise I will be obedient in the future, and I will move only if you say so."

"Qingqing?" Desting put his ear to the door, listening carefully to the movement inside.

"Qingqing, don't be angry, anger is bad for your health ~ maybe..." Desting blushed: "You are already pregnant with my baby, anger is very bad for the pregnant woman."

There was still no sound from the door, so Desting couldn't resist opening the door, only to see that the messy bed had been tidied up, and the messy traces on the sheets had disappeared.

"Qingqing?" Desting walked around the room for a long time, but Qinglan was nowhere to be seen.

"Qingqing!" Desting was a little anxious, circling around in the room in a hurry, blaming himself for being unrestrained, so he ran away in anger!

Desting's optical brain turned on, and Desting hurriedly turned on the optical brain. Before he could say the word "Qing", he saw the big face of the dragon.

Looking at his son's extremely disappointed appearance inexplicably, Long couldn't help feeling uneasy.

"What's wrong with you?" Long remained calm.

"Dragon." Desting hesitated to speak.

"Speak, kid." Long took a deep breath, and prepared all kinds of chicken soup in his mind.

"Last night..." Desting was a little embarrassed: "I made Qingqing angry this morning."

"What's going on?" Long listened carefully.

"Qingqing and I already used lubricating oil last night." Desting couldn't help showing a smirk, and soon returned to his normal expression: "I couldn't help it in the morning, and I made Qingqing angry, and I can't find him now .”

Long thought for a moment: "If my guess is correct, Qing Lan should go to Xuanmen, after all, he hasn't been there for a long time."

"That's right!" Desting smiled happily, "Why didn't I think of that!"

"He should have left you a message, look for it." Long looked rationally at his silly son who fell in love.

Desting hung up Long's video call happily, and as expected, he found Qinglan's message in Guang's brain.

"I'm going to Xuanmen, and I will return later."

Desting looked at Qinglan's message and laughed for a while, until a bio-robot rushed over, Desting immediately put away the silly smile on his face.

"Chief." The bio-robot looked regretful: "We extract metals from the minerals given by Mr. Qinglan. Although there are relatively high-quality metals, there is no metal that fits your body."

"It doesn't matter." Desting was very calm: "You refine it slowly, it doesn't matter if you can't find a perfect replacement part, as long as it meets 80% of the parts."

"Should I ask Mr. Qinglan again? Maybe he has other kinds of ores there?" The bio-robot asked hesitantly.

"It must be all that Qingqing gave you, and he won't take my body seriously." Desting looked affirmative.

"Okay." The bio-robot rubbed its nose awkwardly.The chief seems to have forgotten the fact that he and Qing Lan are rivals.

"Is there anything else?" Desting started to turn on the optical brain and deal with the affairs.

"We have now produced 67.4% matching parts, and we can replace them for you in the afternoon to cope with the Maxxi Survival Competition. But you must be careful and try not to use this robotic arm again. If it is damaged twice, it will be corrected; Your body is affected too."

Destin nodded: "Is the S-class nutrition cabin in Land of Freedom installed?"

"It's finished." The bio-robot nodded: "Mr. Qing Lan's villa has also been repaired, do you want to tell him?"

Desting paused, looked up at the bio-robot: "Fixed?"

The bio-robot nodded.

"It's really fixed?" Desting emphasized.

The bio-robot froze for a moment, then quickly shook his head: "No."

"If not, then don't notify." Desting said calmly: "There are many empty rooms in the Land of Freedom."

"Okay." The bio-robot complained, maybe your bed is big enough?

***

Because of participating in the competition and refining weapons, Qing Lan hadn't visited Xuanmen for almost two months, but as soon as Qinglan entered Xuanmen, people wearing Taoist robes of Xuanmen improved said hello to Qinglan.

Qinglan walked in the Xuanmen, using her steps to measure the length and width of the Xuanmen step by step.

"Sect Master." Old Man Qiao ran over beaming, with a smile on his face: "Long time no see, Sect Master."

"Yeah." Qing Lan stared at Mr. Qiao: "I'm getting more and more energetic."

"Hahaha." Mr. Qiao stroked his beard and laughed loudly: "People are in good spirits every happy event. Since I established the foundation, I think I can work for another 30 years!"

"That's good." Qing Lan also smiled slightly.

"Is the master here today?" Mr. Qiao smiled and said, "Xiaoyu has gone out. If the little girl knows that you are coming, she will wait for you even if she is releasing Nan Bowan's pigeons."

"I've made a weapon for the gate." Qing Lan said bitterly.

"Oh?" Mr. Qiao's eyes lit up. No matter what it is, if the sect master makes a move, it must be a high-quality product.

Qinglan took the four-legged square tripod out of the space and hung it in mid-air for Mr. Qiao to watch carefully.

"It's really wonderful." Mr. Qiao couldn't help sighing when he saw the patterns on Fang Ding.

"This tripod is called the Mandate of Heaven." Qing Lan felt more and more bitter.

"Destiny?" Mr. Qiao touched his beard: "Destiny cannot be violated?"

Qing Lan's face turned pale.

"Okay, okay, the rise of the human race is the destiny, and the human race vows to be strong. This is also the destiny, and it cannot be violated or reversed." Mr. Qiao twirled his beard and smiled: "Good name."

Qing Lan's eyes were dim.

"Where does the sect master think it is appropriate to put the destiny?" Mr. Qiao looked around the Xuanmen, a little uncertain.

"Leave the throne." Qing Lan said lightly, "This tripod can increase the luck of the Taoist sect and prevent evil spirits from invading."

"No problem!" Mr. Qiao was about to move the four-legged square tripod up.

"You can't move it." Qing Lan told the truth.

"Hey, door owner, don't underestimate the old man. Since the foundation was built, the old man can even move the stone lion in front of the door. This four-legged square tripod is much smaller than the stone lion." Old man Qiao didn't believe it, so he insisted on giving it a try. .

Qing Lan kept silent, her face turned purple watching Mr. Qiao move, but she still didn't move the four-legged square tripod at all.

"Huh?" Mr. Qiao was a little depressed. He called four students who established the foundation, and the five of them worked hard together, but they still couldn't move Fang Ding by a half.

"I don't believe it anymore!" Mr. Qiao also has a temper, which aroused the curiosity of many students.

Mr. Qiao found the rope, and a dozen Foundation Establishment students pulled hard together, all of them blushing, but Fang Ding remained motionless.

Qinglan smiled helplessly, and was about to put the four-legged square tripod on it by herself. Mr. Qiao stopped Qinglan, and called a large group of students aggressively, a total of a hundred people.

"The old man still doesn't believe it!" Mr. Qiao instructed all the students to tie ropes on the legs of the tripod, and nearly a hundred people worked together in one direction.

After hearing two "boom boom", the rope broke, and the students lost their balance and fell to the ground in embarrassment, but Fang Ding remained motionless.

"Is this tripod on the ground?" The students looked confused.

"It's unscientific, it can't be pulled at all!"

"It's really strange, this cauldron is not big? Why is it so heavy?"

Qing Lan lightly raised her hand, and the four-legged square tripod floated in mid-air, drifting past the fallen students, slowly flew to the right position, and landed steadily.

"Wow!" "Oh my god!"

The exclamations of the students came one after another, and the eyes they looked at Qing Lan were even hotter.

The strength of one person is equal to a hundred people, when will I be able to reach such a state!

"The master of the sect is the master of the sect." Mr. Qiao sighed and got up from the ground, with admiration in his eyes.

"I have something for you." Qing Lan said lightly, Mr. Qiao patted the dust off his body, and took Qing Lan to the resting place.

Qinglan took out nearly a hundred middle-grade spirit stones, a dozen kinds of profound weapons, dozens of bottles of medicine pills, and several books of mysterious art.

"This is..." Mr. Qiao looked blank.

"I may have to leave for a while." Qing Lan said calmly.

"Master, where are you going?" Mr. Joe was very puzzled: "After you participated in the Maxi Survival Competition, you will enter the battlefield of the Battle of the Gods. After the Battle of the Gods, you will also accept the seat of the Senate. If you have no spare time, where are you going?"

"Go, where I should have been." Qing Lan said with disappointment in her eyes, "Please don't tell anyone this news."

Grandpa Qiao looked at Qinglan's appearance and sighed long ago: "I have already felt that how can you be an ordinary person like us, so extraordinary, I am afraid that it only exists in stories."

Qing Lan said sadly: "After I leave, you must continue to stick to Xuanmen. The name of Xuanmen must never be changed. The recruits must be selected. The vicious people must not be accepted. You must not allow other races to practice profound arts. The meridian is very different from that of the human race, if it is practiced forcibly, it will lead to insanity, damage to the body and life, and the soul will be scattered, and you will not even be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation."

"Old man, I understand." Mr. Qiao wiped the corners of his eyes twice.

"If there is a destiny... Maybe we can meet again in the fairy world." Qing Lan patted Mr. Qiao on the shoulder: "Don't let me down."