MTL - Lady Cultivator-Chapter 12 The first cultivator

In the afternoon, Mo Tianjun returned from the academy and happily told them to collect good things and set off.

Momo Tiange has nothing to do, just put the hundred dollars in her arms. Mo Tianqiao's little girl and small fan collected a bunch of things and brought a big basket to the end. Mo Tiange was curious, opened the basket and took a look. There was a comb, a mirror, a fan, a water bag, and even a folding stool!

When she was amazed, she asked the little fan what these things were all about, and the little fan pointed over one by one: the lady used a comb and a mirror when her hair fell away, and the fan became hot when the lady was hot. The girl can eat snacks when she is hungry. She can sit on a stool when she is tired.

Momo Tiange asked, what should I do if it rains? The little fan heard it and immediately went to get an umbrella. Mo Tiange is speechless.

Regardless of whether you are all ladies or not, this little girl is pretty good. Tian Qiao is really a lady on tour.

The three of them were finally ready to go out with Tian Jun. Tian Jun certainly did not go alone, and there were several boys on the road together.

最近 The closest to Mojia Village is Feiyun Town, which is not far away. It will be half an hour away.

When I arrived in town, Tian Qiao, who hadn't walked for a long time, was so tired that he really used that small stool. Xiaofaner was okay, just because he was carrying a big basket and was sweating out, only Mo Tiange looked like nothing was happening.

As soon as I entered the town, a few boys couldn't help but went to play first. Only three of them were left. After Tian Qiao had enough rest, he went to the market.

Momo Tiange and Uncle Awang visited Feiyun Town when he was a kid, but since he went to the ancestral house, he has never been out again.

Xi Feiyun Town is not that big, it can make a round trip from east to west in half an hour. Today's market, people from Shili and Baxiang will come to the market, sell their local produce, and return for some daily appliances.

Seeing Tian Qiao sitting there rubbing sweat, the small fan is a fan and water delivery, very busy. Mo Tiange shook his head, and there was a family selling meat noodles in the distance, saying: "Let's go there for a rest? Let's eat a bowl of meat noodles and pad our belly first."

Wu Tianqiao was excited all morning and didn't eat much at noon. After hearing her say that, she nodded quickly.

He and his team of three went to the stall and ordered three bowls of meat noodles. Xiaofaner also got a bowl and learned that he could sit down and eat together, and he was very happy with tears.

Seeing this, Momo Tiange couldn't help but sigh. If it was n’t for the family ’s meager property, it ’s estimated that when she went there, she was similar to Xiaofaner. When the uncle bought it, she heard that this little fan was originally sold to a large household in the city. I sold it and wanted to come and live a bad life at the original host's house. I was very thankful for treating her better.

The meat noodle soup is a snack in Liancheng, because Liancheng has water everywhere and is rich in fish. Finely chop the fish into minced meat, add flour and noodles, and knead into noodles. The noodle soup is made of bone soup, put a lot of vinegar and add onion **** to make it. This kind of meat noodles has the fishy smell of onion and ginger, and the appetite with acetic acid is very chewy, and it is fresh and smooth, and children like it.

This kind of snacks is rarely eaten by Tian Qiao. Mo Jia is a farmer, so he does n’t pay too much attention, and Lin Zhi only makes ordinary dishes.

The three of them each ate a bowl of meat noodles, and they all felt that they were still overwhelmed. Tianqiao wanted to eat again, but Tiange said that there were so many delicious foods at the market. Click again.

Xiao Xiaoer heard Tiange say so, and realized that she was so flabbergasted that she was visiting the market with so many snacks. She used to be a little girl from a big family. Such a family always took out food only when she went out. Where would she eat something unknown from a street stall?

With the impetus for food, Tian Qiao also had strength, and the three began to slowly walk through the market.

"Miss, look at this!" Xiao Fan'er cried, pointing at the wonderful sugar man.

Mo Mo Tianqiao quickly rushed past, and she really saw a small stall selling sweets, and various cats and dogs. Tian Qiao was attracted by the sight. Occasionally, there are craftsmen carrying loads in the village, but that is very rare, and they have not seen it a few times.

So three people talked about which one is pretty and which one to buy.

Suddenly, Han Mao stood on his back, and Mo Tiange suddenly turned his head. Someone not far away looked at her, saw her turn her head, smiled slightly, nodded, but did not look away, as if waiting for her to pass.

He hesitated for a while, Mo Tiange pulled the sleeve of Tian Qiao and said, "Tian Qiao, I walk away and come back later."

"Ah? Where are you going?"

没 "Nothing, you slowly watch here, wait for me."

"Oh ..." Tian Qiao watched her go away blankly.

When I saw her coming, the man turned around and walked in a hurry in front of him until he passed a crossing and entered an alley before stopping.

The man turned around, but was an ordinary-looking young man. At this moment, he smiled at her kindly, raised his hand and said, "Where is Li Yushan?

Momo Tiange hurriedly lowered his life, took out the etiquette to meet outsiders, and replied: "Little girl surnamed Mo."

It turned out that just now she turned around and saw this man standing with aura on her body, apparently also a cultivator. From the beginning, she did not tell anyone for various reasons, especially after her mother went. It is the secret of her heart to go to her father in an unfamiliar home. In the past three years, she practiced silently by herself, and suddenly saw a person who also had aura in her body, and could not help coming over.

The young man named Li Yushan did not look down on her because of her young age, and said, "It turned out to be a stranger. Among the red dust, I will meet if I can meet, and it is also a fate ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ I do n’t know how to do it Where is your teacher? How does it linger in the world? "

"I ... what is Sansu?" She seemed to have heard.

For a moment, Li Yushan wondered, "Doesn't Daoyou have a teacher elder?"

When he asked him this way, Mo Tiange thought of the common sense of the immortal world. The ancestors and the Qinglian layman said that they were unpredictable, and did not deny: "I do n’t know, my father is also an immortal, but he left home when I was young I went to look for opportunities, but only occasionally a letter came, and I never went home, so I practiced by myself. "

"Oh?" So Li Yushan believed it. Secular monks are rare in elixir, so many people are looking for opportunities, such as himself.

"This is the case. Sanshou, that is, a monk without a sectarian family. Since Mo Daoyou has his father's guidance, it is much better than me to find a fairyland alone. I think Daoyou is a young man and he has Qilian 2 It ’s enviable that you may enter the Xiuxian school, "said the realm of the tier.

The expression on Li Yushan's face is indeed envious. He himself only had three levels of skill in the gas-refining period. He had inadvertently gained immortality when he was young, and he has been practicing hard for more than ten years before he can practice today. Like him, he was lucky. Suddenly he met a little girl today.

Where does he know that the reason why Mo Tiange has cultivated today is because she has first-class exercises, and she has a spirit-gathering bead on her body, and she has these two advantages. Fix it, but it's just better. Because of the limitations of Ling Gen, she will also have a hard time improving her status in the middle of refining gas.

He listened to Li Yushan and said, "Between the mundane world, we rarely meet fellow fellows and strangers. Since we have a destiny, why don't we have a chance to talk about cultivation?