The thick white fog gradually became thinner and dispersed into pieces of soft gauze, flying in all directions.
Boom boom boom——
The boulders rolled down, the mountains began to shake, the earth roared, and in an instant, thousands of birds flew together and thousands of beasts galloped.
The courtyard of the Tang Mansion collapsed. Xiao Rong was caught off guard and fell to the ground. A white jade hand picked him up, "The secret realm is about to collapse. We must leave here!"
Yao Ranran held Xiaorong with one hand, followed by Tang Xiangyin and Jiang Shengxiang who were found behind the ancestral hall.
"Master Rong!"
Xiao Rong's tense body suddenly relaxed at this moment, "Boss, Xiao Jiang!!!"
Woohoo, luckily the boss is not dead, only the boss has such a warm embrace!
Yao Ranran didn't understand why Xiaorong was so excited. The sound of the courtyard collapsing in her ears suddenly drowned out everything.
The earth was shaking and the mountains were cracking, dust was flying all over the sky, and the mountains were roaring. The last few ways of survival left by the spirit of the fixed mirror unfolded in the dim light of the morning. Yao Ranran and a few people rushed over desperately...
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A few days later.
An ox cart was circling along the valley path, passing through the dense woods, leaving the mark of its wheels like a light-colored belt, winding around the emerald mountains.
"I still remember you said that home is the only castle. As the Daoxiang River continues to run ~ smile slightly, I know your childhood dreams ~"
In the quiet countryside and the clear blue sky, Yao slowly lay on the bullock cart and hummed a ditty from her past life comfortably.
"Boss, what kind of song is this? Home? Does it mean Lingshan Mountain?" Xiaorong asked curiously.
Yao Ranran looked at the beautiful sky, smiled and nodded, "This song is called Daoxiang. Jiuling Mountain is the place where I was born. How can it not be my home?"
Tang Xiangyin lay beside her and said longingly: "I will have a family soon!"
"Hahaha, Miss Tang can come to our Longyin Village often when she lives in Guoling Mountain." Jiang Shengxiang said cheerfully.
Xiao Rong stood up and knocked down the white butterfly. The yellow butterfly stopped on his head. He remained motionless and said happily: "Great, I can take Xiao Tang with me when I go out to play in the future!"
"Xiao Tang? I seem to be older than you..." Tang Xiangyin turned her head and looked at Xiao Rong, her face full of confusion.
Xiao Rong played with the two butterflies and said proudly: "My cultivation level is higher than yours, so you are Xiao Tang~"
Tang Xiangyin tilted her head, stared at the little green man and asked doubtfully: "Then what should I call you?"
Little Rong put his hands on his hips, two butterflies stayed on both sides of his head, and said proudly: "Of course you have to call me Master Rong!"
"That's not necessary..." Jiang Shengxiang beeped quietly, not daring to say it loudly while driving a bullock cart.
He looked at Tang Xiangyin as not being an ordinary person, and if this new maid could please Master Rong, wouldn't he be less important in Master Rong's eyes?
Fairy Ran Ran has her own cool fairy aura, and he dare not approach her. Only by pleasing Master Rong can he stay with the fairy and soak up some of her fairy aura!
"Ah, I have to call you Master Rong too?" Tang Xiangyin stood up and sat down half-way, looking at Xiao Rong's childish appearance and feeling hesitant.
Yao Ranran glanced at Xiaorong sideways and looked away, "Don't listen to him, just call him Xiaorong."
"Oh, okay! Hello, Xiaorong!" Tang Xiangyin said with a smile.
Xiao Rong suddenly deflated and turned to the other side, "Huh, hello, Xiao Tang!"
"Don't cry and let the fireflies take you away. Country songs will always rely on you~"
Accompanied by singing and laughter, the ox cart drove into Longyin Village. Yao Ranran and the other three bid farewell to Jiang Shengxiang and the enthusiastic Grandma Zhang and returned to Guiling Mountain.
"This...this...is the opposite side of Mount Ling?" Tang Xiangyin looked at the black mountain and swallowed her saliva in shock.
"Yes, that's our home. I slide over this unknown mountain peak every day~" Xiao Rong replied happily.
"I thought this mountain was Jiuling Mountain, and the cabin over there was where we lived..." Tang Xiangyin replied in shock.
"Log cabin? Where is the cabin?" Yao Ranran looked in the direction she pointed. A simple wooden house stood on the flat open space on the mountain peak. There was a person in front of the wooden house looking at them furtively.
"...Who is that person? Why did he build a house here?" Yao Ranran was a little confused.
Xiao Rong threw a vine over and directly caught the peeking scholar in front of her eyes, wondering: "Who are you? Why have I never seen you before?"
Lu Ziqian's fair cheeks were red, and his clear and bright eyes peeked at Yao Ranran in front of him from time to time. Feeling her gaze, he was so nervous that he stuttered, "I, I am Grandma Wang's grandson, my name is Lu Ziqian!
"
"Grandma Wang's grandson Lu Ziqian?" Yao Ranran repeated.
Lu Ziqian blushed and nodded. He wanted to look at her but didn't dare to look up at her. He secretly cursed himself for being useless. After preparing for so long, the fairy finally appeared in front of him, but he couldn't say a smooth word!
"Why did Grandma Wang's grandson go to this mountain and get a cabin to live in if he doesn't live with Grandma Wang?" Xiao Rong looked at this person curiously.
Lu Ziqian's forehead was soaked with sweat. He clenched his sleeves and robe with both hands. He mustered up the courage to raise his head and said, "Fairy Ran Ran, I'm here to worship you as my teacher!"
He immediately knelt down on his knees and looked at Yao Ranran piously with his bright eyes.
Yao Ranran looked at him, his pupils were trembling slightly, and he seemed very nervous.
She shook her head, "I don't accept disciples."
How can a sinner be qualified to accept a disciple?
The disappointment flashed across Lu Ziqian's eyes. He had long expected such a result and did not feel discouraged.
"Fairy Ran Ran, are you dissatisfied with my poor qualifications?"
Yao Ranran still shook her head, blocking her words and said: "It has nothing to do with your qualifications and understanding. It's because I have no intention of accepting a disciple. If you want to become a disciple, you can choose someone else."
Bang!
Lu Ziqian smashed his forehead against Yao Ranran and said at a high voice: "If the fairy has no intention of accepting a disciple at this moment, then Zi Qian will wait here for the day when the fairy plans to accept a disciple!"
Yao Ranran and the other three were all confused.
This man is so stubborn!
She said helplessly: "Don't waste your youth in vain. You are still young. There is no need to hang yourself on a tree like mine... quickly choose someone else!"
Why is this so weird?
Lu Ziqian still did not change his determination, "Zi Qian only has Fairy Ran Ran in his heart. If the fairy doesn't accept me now, it must be because I haven't done well enough. I will impress the fairy with my sincerity until the fairy is willing to accept me as her disciple!"
Yao Ranran had a headache and held her forehead, "I don't know how to accept disciples, you can leave! Xiaorong, take us back!"
"Oh, okay!" Xiaorong came back to his senses, threw out the vines and entangled them on the top of Lingshan Mountain.
Tang Xiangyin secretly thought it was a pity that Fairy Ran Ran couldn't even look down on such a fair and tender scholar!
Lu Ziqian said nothing, but knelt down firmly.
Thanks to Aifei Jiaojiao, Mo Liusha, Licorice, and β for their recommendation votes~~~
The PK of the new book failed. I was quite confident at first, but I didn’t pass the first level. The female channel Xianxia is too unpopular, and my writing skills are not good enough. I hope to improve slowly, but I can only write a little bit.