, talking about love is more interesting than enlightenment.

"You guys..." Fairy Han Wu smiled bitterly. Perhaps she was attracted by these little girls. In front of her eyes, the shadow of a young man in white vaguely appeared.

It was that young man who saved her life in the wilderness and chaos, but then walked away...

That young man claimed to be Ning Fan, but perhaps the ancient cultivator Zhao Jian was his true identity...

"What kind of person is that person..." the female disciples chirped and asked.

"He, he's a good man."

"Hehe, I dare to ask the elders, which part of the other party is better? Sure enough, it is better and bigger there..."

"..." Fairy Hanwu couldn't laugh or cry. Could it be that she was really old and couldn't keep up with the thinking of these little girls? She couldn't understand what the little girls said in a second.

She finally understood the meaning, but she blushed again. She had no such relationship with Senior Zhao. How could she know whether Senior Zhao was big or small... These little girls had it all in their heads.

What are you thinking about?

"Could it be that it's not about being great, but about living a good life? Hehehe, talk about it, talk about it, we want to hear it, really really..."

A female disciple who looked like a girl was teasing the elder who taught her martial arts. Suddenly, she accidentally fell into the Moon Ancestor Soul Spring.

This unlucky girl is called Fan Xiaoyue. What does extreme happiness bring about sadness, this is it.

That purse is of great significance. It was the last relic left to her by her mother. Why did it fall away?

Moreover, there is no good way to fall into it. It has to fall into Yuezu Soul Spring. This time, it is better. Even the quasi-sage would not dare to fish for the things that fell here. Her purse will never be recovered again!

Wow!

Feeling sad, Fan Xiaoyue, who was new to the world, knelt down by the lake and started crying.

"..." Fairy Hanwu really didn't know whether to feel sympathy or to feel funny.

The dignified monk couldn't even hold a purse, and he knelt on the ground crying. It was really speechless...

The monks raised in the greenhouse indeed have a softer personality, and are almost the same as ordinary girls...

"Okay, okay, don't cry. If you wait a little longer, maybe the purse will float up on its own..." Fairy Han Wu clearly wanted to blame her, but when her words came to her lips, they turned out to be comforts and she even made them up.

It’s nonsense that I don’t even believe.

"Elder, you are lying..." Fan Xiaoyue sobbed a few times and said weakly. Obviously, although she has a weak character, she is not a fool.

"Anyway, don't cry. I'll find someone to salvage your purse for you another day. How will you cry and cry..." It's no longer possible. She can't make it up any more. She can't find anyone better than Quasi-Sage, risking her life to salvage it.

A mediocre wallet…

"Really, really..." Fan Xiaoyue was full of hope.

Suddenly the little girl thought of something and was so happy that she bowed directly to the moonlight.

"Yes, I can ask someone to help me salvage my purse. According to legend, the Moon Ancestor Soul Spring is a place that quasi-sage capitals dare not easily set foot on, but if it is an ancient overhaul, it should be possible! Ask the seniors about internal affairs.

, If you don’t decide on foreign affairs, please ask the True Lord! The sky is clear, the earth is clear, and the True Lord of Moral is about to appear. Please help me salvage my purse. It is the only relic left to me by my mother! If you can do this,

Xiaoyue is willing to pledge herself to her, and she will not deceive anyone!"

quiet.

There was deathly silence all around.

All the Guanghan Palace disciples looked at this little girl as if they were mentally retarded.

It's over, this little girl is hopeless. She must have heard too many stories about the ancient great cultivator, Senior Zhao, and was actually brainwashed into becoming a follower of Senior Zhao.

If you worship the moon, you can ask for help from the ancient cultivator. The world has long worshiped the moon to death!

If I can invite that ancient cultivator by promising me my body, I don’t know how many female cultivators in Beitian are willing to help me...

How idle and bored must the dignified Ancient Overhaul be before he comes here to grab a little girl’s pocketbook!

"Hey, who is that person? Why can he stand on the surface of Yuezu Soul Spring without sinking?"

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed female disciple discovered something strange!

Fan Xiaoyue had just finished worshiping the moon, when a young man in white appeared out of thin air on the surface of the Moon Ancestor Soul Spring!

No one knows how the young man in white ignored the palace-protecting formation of Guanghan Palace and came directly here!

When some female disciples who were also followers of Zhao Jian took out the portraits from their storage bags and compared them, they were surprised to find out.

The person who came was actually the moral true king, Senior Zhao!

Oh my god!

Senior Zhao was so benevolent and righteous that he actually heard the girl's prayer!

What does it mean not to neglect doing good deeds because they are small? This is it!

He is actually willing to come across the stars for such a trivial matter as salvaging his wallet. What a heart-warming and heart-warming journey this is!

"Yes, it's Senior Zhao. He heard my call, and he is actually willing to help me! Senior came here on the moon just to heal the pain in the girl's heart... So warm! So handsome!" Fan Xiaoyue changed in a second.

Become a nymphomaniac.

More and more Guanghan Palace disciples joined the team of nymphomaniacs, worshiping Ning Fan on the surface of Yuezu Soul Spring, shouting and screaming.

This is an ancient overhaul!

And he’s so handsome and warm, so even if he’s a nymphomaniac, it’s not too much!

The only one who has not become a nymphomaniac is Fairy Hanwu.

She looked at the water in disbelief. She never imagined that she would see the senior who sacrificed himself for others again at this time and in such a way.

For a moment, there was a slight glimmer of water in my eyes without even realizing it.

"Ning... no, Senior Zhao, it turns out that praying sincerely can really make you call. I never knew... If I had known this earlier, maybe, maybe I would have..."

"Fairy Hanwu misunderstood, this is actually just a coincidence..."

Ning Fan was extremely embarrassed for a moment.

He just wanted to sneak into the forbidden area of ​​​​Guanghan Palace Soul Spring at night and borrow the power of Hunyuan here to achieve his own Hunyuan body.

Unexpectedly, the female disciples of Guanghan Palace stayed up late at night and all gathered next to the Soul Spring. As soon as he arrived here, he was witnessed by a large group of people.

And there seems to be some strange misunderstanding...

How could he stay up late at night to help others just to salvage a strange girl's purse? Do these little girls have such big ideas?

There is no such good person in the world of cultivation; even if there is, no one can be him...

Let’s talk about what those people call a true moral king...

There was also the little girl who had lost her purse. There seemed to be a ray of breath on her body, which made him slightly absent-minded. This feeling was similar to when he met Si Yingyue, Su Manyue, and Lin Qingyue...

Seeing the girls' voices getting louder and louder, making the whole Guanghan Palace brightly lit, Ning Fan sighed slightly and stopped thinking about the strange thing about Fan Xiaoyue.

He has been dealing with too many dupes recently, and he has to explain every time. He is already too tired and really doesn't want to say anything more.

This moment was not the time to talk, so even if he met an old friend, he would not talk to Fairy Hanwu. He only nodded slightly to Fairy Hanwu, then plunged directly into the Yuezu Soul Spring and hid.

.

He is going to be busy cultivating. It won’t take long for the Hunyuan Body to step into the entrance hall. He also plans to rush back to the Palace of the Lost World overnight after initially cultivating the Hunyuan Body...

But others don’t know what he’s thinking!

Countless girls were moved to tears, okay!

Ask the world, how many famous old monsters will respond to the girl's humble request?

There is only one Senior Zhao!

There is no false scholar under such a great reputation, and Senior Zhao is well-deserved for the title of True Virtue King!

"My Lord Yuezu, please keep Senior Zhao safe and sound!" Those female disciples who knew the terrifying nature of Yuezu Soul Spring knelt on the ground one by one and prayed devoutly toward the moonlight, just to pray for Ning Fan's safety.

…

Ning Fan was speechless as he sank toward the bottom of the spring.

Has his luck been so good lately? Why is it that wherever he goes, people are saying good things about him...

The world is busy, just for fame and fortune. He can gain fame and fortune without doing anything. He should be happy, but why is there a faint embarrassment deep in his heart...

Considering that this place is a Hunyuan place and quite dangerous, Ning Fan stopped thinking about it and just swept away all the distracting thoughts in his mind and started to dive deeper into Yuezu Soul Spring.

As he dived deep enough, subtle Hunyuan power finally began to appear in the water.

If these Hunyuan powers come into direct contact, they will actually be harmful to the body. Even practitioners at the quasi-sage level would not dare to directly absorb the Hunyuan powers into their bodies.

Fortunately, as soon as Ning Fan activated the Five Elements Hunyuan Body method, the Hunyuan power poured in crazily towards his body. There was no harm at all, and it was clearly a great tonic.

Ning Fan's five-element body had been trapped in tranquility for many years, just like a tree in urgent need of nutrients; suddenly being nourished by the sweet spring of Hunyuan Power, the indestructible bottleneck suddenly loosened.

But it's just a trace.
Chapter completed!