Notes on building a city in the immortal world

Chapter 178

In fact, it is not uncommon for the faces of the disciples of the Xianzong sect to appear on the fog mirror, but what is rare is the words floating above the heads of the disciples of the Xianzong sect:

【Peach Blossom Seal】

【Value: Class C】

[Remarks: The seal of fate can attract nearby opposite sex independently and form a bond with them. 】

"What is this?!" Fairy Red Crane exclaimed.

"What is this?" Azusa murmured.

"What the hell is this!" Mo Bai said angrily.

"...What is this?" Yan Yan pondered.

The moment they saw the words, four people present spoke in unison, so that Jingzhe and Shengyu's eyes widened and they looked at them blankly, feeling as if they were excluded.

But these four people are saying the same thing, and the emotions are completely different.

The flamingo was simply surprised.

A certain part of her brain was still paralyzed by the sweet scent of peach blossoms, so she couldn't understand the meaning of these words for the time being.

Azusa Ran's tone was purely declarative.

She has long felt that her love for "Eldest Brother" is not normal, and it is even more pathetic and ridiculous to watch it all her life. Now that she sees these words, she feels relieved that "it is so".

But Mo Bai just couldn't let go.

Mo Bai has long felt that his eldest disciple is not quite right, but he has never had any evidence, and he doesn't want any evidence. This kind of thing that directly proves that his heir is playing tricks, and even killed his aunt, is regarded as a fairy tale The head of Pai didn't want to admit its authenticity at all.

So Mo Bai immediately became angry.

Only the reason why the words are pondering has nothing to do with the content of the text itself.

Yan Yan was a little surprised when he saw these words. He didn’t expect Zi Ran’s elder brother in his previous life to be a magic weapon or something, but that’s all. Dogs are nothing to him.

What is strange about the words is the format of the text.

Isn't this text very similar to his system?

In fact, directly above the floating face on the foggy mirror, there is also a system description of Yan Yan superimposed:

【Mo Fan】

【Deliciousness: 2】

[Remarks: Although it is pink, it still tastes like quartz stone]

Is that what this note means?

Who can understand this!

Yan Yan complained in his heart that he had long since given up studying the notes given by his system.

Yan Yan also suspected that the system had given up on him a long time ago, because the other party had no intention of issuing missions at all recently, and would only give instructions when encountering strange creatures, but it was completely useless.

However, even if the remarks are useless, they happen to have the same font and format as Fog Mirror's remarks, as if the game manufacturer cut corners on the material, which still makes Yan Yan a little puzzled.

It's a pity that there is no place to complain about this issue, so Yan Yan has no choice but to keep the issue in his heart.

He raised his eyes, but he saw the head of the Faerie sect standing up, arching his hands angrily at him:

"Young Master Yan, please let the old man go first!"

"Oh! Are you welcome?" Yan Yan replied ambiguously, he didn't know what to say on this occasion.

"Wait!" But Jing Zhe and Sheng Yu called out.

These spirit beasts are basically guys who don't know how to read the atmosphere, and Jing Zhe even yelled: "You old man! Do you want to monopolize the magic weapon?!"

"That's not a magic weapon, that's my apprentice!" Mo Bai said angrily, "Of course, what's going on with the 'Peach Blossom Seal', I have to go back and ask him what's going on!"

"That's right, Afan is a human being, how could it be such a treasure!" Fairy Red Crane defended slowly.

She doesn't seem to have grasped the fact that she is a victim.

Or, maybe she has figured it out, but doesn't want to admit it.

Mo Bai couldn't help but glanced at her, his eyes were very complicated.

"That's right! It looks like a human being." Jing Zhe looked at the foggy mirror, and stretched out his hand to stir in the foggy mirror.

The mist flowed along with Jing Zhe's movements, making Mo Fan's face not look like a human being.

But Shengyu kicked the dragon horns on Jingzhe's head with his small paws: "Why are you pretending to be ignorant? If you want to know what state he is in, you can see it with an ice mirror! That mirror was also stolen by you, right?" !Thief!"

"We took it openly and aboveboard." Jing Zhe snorted and actually touched his storage bag.

"After all, he is a disciple of our sect." Mo Bai's expression turned a little ugly.

After all, he is also his family's eldest disciple.

As the head of the Xianzong Sect, Mo Bai didn't want to explore with outsiders what happened to his disciple.

Yan Yan turned his gaze away and looked at Azusa Ran.

For the sake of his students, it is also necessary to figure out what that thing is.

Besides, when I heard about that guy's "character design", Yan Yan felt like the protagonist of a male-oriented stallion novel I had read on the Internet before, maybe also a "time traveler". From this perspective Look, does the other party hold a "system" different from your own?

"Don't be impatient, you also want to know what happened to your apprentice?" Yan Yan said.

"This is a matter of our Fairy Trail Sect!" Mo Bai said while staring at Yan Yan.

"However, there is nothing wrong with your apprentice, so it's okay if we take a look?" Yan Yan touched Zi Ran's head, showing a pure villain's smile: "Or, do you actually know that your apprentice has problems?"

"Of course our disciples are fine!" the flamingo shouted.

"..."

Mo Bai suspected that his junior sister hadn't figured out the situation at all.

But he was undoubtedly guilty, so his face was ugly.

Especially when he noticed that Azusa Ran was also looking at him with pure eyes (Azusa Ran: I didn't), Mo Bai's face became even worse.

Sheng Yuniao added fuel to the fire.

Seeing that Yan Yan did not refute this request, it became proud.

It fluttered its little wings, trying to fly to Yan Yan, and said "whisper" to Yan Yan in a volume that everyone could hear: "Don't worry! Young Master, it doesn't matter if the old man is gone, we can still watch by ourselves!"

"You!" Mo Bai said angrily.

He regretted accepting the appointment, but there was nothing he could do, so he finally sat down angrily.

Everyone looked at Jing Zhe.

Jing Zhe fumbled in her storage bag for a long time before taking out a bead.

This bead is in the shape of an ice crystal, surrounded by a layer of cold air. With the bead taken out, the bead in the whole room has dropped by more than ten degrees.

"It's so cold." Shengyu shivered.

It fell to the ground with a snap, rolling itself into a ball.

And Azusa Ran saw that a layer of frost had formed on the newly boiled tea, hurriedly dropped the tea spoon, shook the fan vigorously, and found that this was even worse, so she hurriedly blew a mouthful of fire under the stove, but the flames burst into flames. It came out, making her even more flustered.

In the end, Yan Yan couldn't stand it any longer, and picked up the teaspoon with a wry smile.

He didn't pay attention to the flames below, nor did he stir the tea. Instead, he scooped up a spoonful of milk with a tea spoon and swirled it over the tea.

The milk did not fall, but turned into a white mist, mixed with the mist that had become weak due to the cold, and then made the mist dense again, they turned the tea in turn, and the green tea soup was gurgling again Bubbles came out, and the flames below were well converged to the stove. The aroma of charcoal and tea mixed together, forming a hot smell, which made everyone sitting in the room feel a burst of warmth.

Azusa Ran looked at Jin Yan with adoring eyes.

From the perspective of spiritual food, she felt that this little gentleman was more powerful than Immortal Nangong. She never doubted that the cooking she learned was just ordinary mortal cooking skills.

"Oh, it smells so good! Give me a cup!" Jing Zhe said with his eyes wide open.

Yan Yan smiled, took out tea spoons, and filled all the guests' bowls with tea.

Mo Bai looked at the tea bowl in front of him with a cold face, driven by the external chill and inner anxiety, he finally picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

Warm spiritual power melted in his body.

Although this was almost negligible spiritual power for a Mahayana monk, it still made Mo Bai's complexion slightly better.

"Delicious!" Jing Zhe gulped down all the liquid in the tea bowl bluntly, nodded in approval.

"Thank you." Yan Yan smiled.

But, was my action just now making tea?

Yan Yan felt that if this continued, he would have to believe that he had obtained the inheritance of the "spiritual food technique" somewhere.

But this is irrelevant to the guests.

Jingzhe threw the bead into the mist after drinking the tea, and on the opposite side of the foggy mirror, the excess mist began to solidify, but unfortunately it seemed that because of the lack of moisture in the air, wisps of mist appeared in the air. Ice crystals are far from mirrors.

"Add some water." Jing Zhe said.

"Okay." Zi Ran replied, twirling her fingers, and threw a water polo over.

"Huh?" Mo Bai looked at Zi Ran in surprise.

Is this child a water spirit root?

But he clearly remembered that the child used fire magic when he just lit the stove.

Azusa Ran was watching his eyes, nose, nose and heart, as if he didn't notice anything.

But thanks to Azusa Ran's water polo, the ice mirror solidified in an instant, and it stood opposite the foggy mirror, reflecting the scene in the foggy mirror.

"The ice mirror can reflect the truth!" Shengyu said again in a ostentatious tone, as if the ice mirror was its magic weapon.

Jing Zhe ignored it, in fact, everyone stared at Bing Jing dumbfounded.

Like a nesting doll, another person's face is reflected in the ice mirror.

He is also a handsome young man, but he is not the same as Mo Fan.

"What does this mean? Does it mean that someone made up to be Afan?" Red Crane asked with a frown, subconsciously understanding the matter in a direction that would be harmless to her nephew.

"..." Mo Bai didn't make a sound, but he hoped so, although he felt it was unlikely.

"I've seen this person before," Yan Yan said strangely, "When I was attacked last time, this person appeared out of nowhere and then disappeared for no reason, as if he was passing by?"

No, people originally planned to "hero save the beauty", but they didn't expect the beauty to be a devil who ate the robbers.

Zi Ran complained in her heart.

In the end, Jing Zhe still gave the most correct answer: "This person... is a real fairy..."

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: eight feet and 20 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! (*^▽^*)