vrcanaries Chapter 190 Let the Mosquito Taoist Leave
Chapter 190 Let the Mosquito Taoist Leave
After appeasing Yang Chan, I gave her a huge handful of candy.
Yang Jiao felt sorry for her Heavenly Gang Blade again.
She picked up the piece of iron that her third sister had kicked, which was even worse than the iron that the Nine-Headed Willow had chewed, and as she put it away, she thought:
"Given this condition, can Daoist Yun Zhongzi still cure it?"
Just as she was feeling regretful, Yang Jian, who had been standing in the courtyard, slowly turned around.
Her demeanor was no longer childish; she seemed to have changed completely, becoming more mature.
He gazed deeply at his sister, then turned his back and said:
"I'm going to cultivate."
Nothing is more terrifying than being weak.
Suddenly, the once bustling courtyard was empty.
Yang Jiao looked around by herself, then returned to her room to prepare for cultivation.
We dare not slack off.
She had just pushed open the door when she saw that the Mosquito Taoist had already woken up and was sharing water with Jingwei.
She took a sip of her drink and then gave Jingwei a peck.
Yang Jiao shook her head at the sight, then climbed onto the prayer mat to calm her mind and hold her breath.
"Can the Great Celestial Immortal Technique be practiced twice?"
I don't know if exploiting a bug will work.
If someone can survive being beheaded, their head can grow back. So why can't the Great Celestial Immortal Technique be practiced a second time?
What if I break through to a higher realm three years later?
Yang Jiao thought to herself.
"Anyway, I can stop practicing when there's no spiritual energy entering my body, so I might as well give it a try."
So she gathered her inner energy and circulated it in her chest.
His face gradually softened into a peaceful expression.
Sensing Yang Jiao's sudden change in aura, Mosquito Daoist sighed softly:
"Another three years!"
"How are mosquitoes going to survive these three years?"
Yang Jiao was incredibly bored during her seclusion.
All I get to do all day is stare at a stinky bird, and it's a stinky bird that's always going against me.
……
heaven.
The disappearance of Tiannu made the Queen Mother increasingly suspicious.
Her solemn and dignified face was devoid of any emotion, except for a hint of mockery in her calm eyes:
"If that's the case, then don't blame the strictness of the heavenly rules."
The fairy disappeared for more than ten days, and Tiannu investigated why she disappeared. It seems there must be another reason behind it.
Immediately, the Queen Mother summoned the Great Golden Crow, whispered a few words in his ear, and then smiled slightly.
……
Time flies, like a fleeting moment.
For Yang Jiao, three years felt like the blink of an eye.
She slowly opened her eyes, letting the breath travel through her body before relaxing.
A look of satisfaction immediately appeared on his face.
"Mid-stage Celestial Immortal!"
In terms of cultivation, progress becomes slower as you progress further.
Being able to advance one level in just three years is already an outstanding achievement.
The person who was happiest about Yang Jiao's awakening was the Mosquito Taoist, whose body was covered with spider webs. She stared at Yang Jiao blankly for three years.
Do not eat or drink.
The mosquitoes were completely numb.
Seeing her suddenly wake up, I got so excited that my leg cramped up.
"You're finally awake! Do you know what those three years have been like for me?"
"Nobody's feeding the mosquitoes anymore!"
Yang Jiao was originally in seclusion cultivating, and Yang Jian was there to bring him milk. But when Mosquito went to find him when he was hungry, he discovered that Yang Jiao was also in seclusion!
That's fine.
Fortunately, the Yang family has a young child.
She turned around to look for Yang Chan, and the silly girl nodded and said:
"Okay, Chan'er will go ask your parents and get it for you."
It took Mosquito Taoist a lot of pulling and tugging to calm her down. His brain wasn't working properly to begin with, and he spent a long time just trying to organize his thoughts.
After much persuasion, he finally told Yang Chan that he couldn't let her parents know about his existence.
And then what happened?
As a result, Yang Chan rejected him outright!
“Father said that taking things without asking is considered stealing, and Chan’er cannot do that.”
But the place where the milk was stored was protected by Yao Ji's magic; she could sense any mosquitoes that went there.
In the past three years, the mosquitoes have become so hungry that they've started to crave the unpalatable blood of the Blood Sea.
Yang Jiao looked at the aggrieved Mosquito Taoist and found it somewhat amusing, but the gloom in her heart just wouldn't dissipate.
Three years have passed.
I wonder when Heaven will find out.
Yang Jiao wiped the sweat from her face and complained to the Mosquito Taoist:
"What month is it? Why is it suddenly so hot?"
Mosquito Daoist was so hungry she was dizzy and couldn't remember the month. She lay weakly on the table, turning around and around.
"I can't take it anymore, Yang Jiao, hurry up and prepare some milk for me, I'm starving."
"Ah, how could I not leave food for the mosquitoes before going into seclusion?"
Yang Jiao has spoiled her tastes, and she no longer finds anything else appealing.
This is too difficult.
Yang Jiao found it somewhat amusing, and shook her head weakly in agreement:
"Okay, okay, I'll go get it for you right away."
She stepped out of the room.
The heat seemed even heavier, and you could see the steaming water vapor swirling in the air.
The unease in my heart grew stronger.
Until they entered the kitchen.
Her heart was still not at peace.
I was panicked, more panicked than ever before.
"come yet?"
Yang Jiao leaned against the kitchen door, gazing at the sky and murmuring to herself.
After a long while, she calmed herself down, put the milk in her sleeve, and took it over.
Seeing the anxious Mosquito Taoist reach out, Yang Jiao pushed him away and said:
"It's not for drinking now."
"Huh? If you don't drink now, the mosquitoes will starve to death."
"Wait a little longer, I'll give you more."
"More?"
Mosquito Taoist's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked again:
"And how much more?"
Yang Jiao's smile almost faded; she glanced to the side and asked softly:
"Mosquito, do you remember what I told you in the Water Curtain Cave of Flower Fruit Mountain?"
Mosquito Taoist thought for a long time. It was a long time ago. Flower Fruit Mountain... Water Curtain Cave... Side Room?!
She exclaimed excitedly:
"Mosquito remembered, it was in the side room you said you'd fill me with a hundred bottles of milk!"
Yang Jiao nodded approvingly at the Mosquito Taoist and said:
"Mosquitoes have such good memories, so... let's go there for a drink, and take Jingwei with us to cultivate properly."
Mosquito Taoist recalled what he had said at the Water Curtain Cave. It was the ancestral land of the ten states, a rare sacred place for cultivation. But... Yang Jiao had only just woken up, and he hadn't even exchanged a few words with her yet...
I could tell she was reluctant to leave.
Yang Jiao felt a pang of bitterness in her heart.
He then took a deep breath and said again:
"One hundred bottles, if you don't want them, then I won't give them to you."
Mosquito Taoist is so conflicted.
On one side is Yang Jiao, who only woke up after three years.
On one side are a whole hundred bottles of milk!
One hundred bottles! When has she ever received such treatment?
At the beginning, protecting Yang Jiao to go to Chaoge only cost two bottles of milk. What a huge difference in temptation!
Her stomach started rumbling loudly, much to her dismay.
Yang Jiao chuckled lightly, not wanting her to embarrass herself any further, and laid out the hundred bottles of milk, stacking them high on a small tricycle.
"Go."
Mosquito Taoist got into Yang Jiao's small tricycle, which was a bit small, so he had to bend over.
Suddenly I didn't want to leave.
"go quickly."
Yang Jiao then urged her on.
Mosquito Taoist then kicked off, and as the tricycle leaped into the air, Jingwei on his shoulder suddenly let out a worried cry:
"Jingwei".
This sound made Mosquito Daoist feel very uncomfortable.
She looked back at the figure in the Yang residence below. They had already flown very, very high. Yang Jiao looked up at them from below and their figures were about to look like sesame seeds, but she still felt a little sad.
It seems like something very important is about to leave.
"Yang Jiao, wait for me to return from my cultivation..."