"It's possible for aristocratic families or sects. Anyway, as long as they are members of my righteous path, that's a good thing! Now the righteous path and the demon realm are at war. If I have one more genius in the righteous path, the demon realm will be weakened by one point, hahahaha!"
"Hahaha, yes, as long as they are not from the Demon Realm! Besides, Sanxiu City is restricted to the right path regardless of origin. People from the Demon Realm cannot even think of stepping in."
While everyone was chatting and laughing, Tong Su also woke up from his trance, waved his hand to dispel the restrictions placed in the cave to prevent disturbance, and was happy that he had successfully advanced successfully, so he opened the door of the cave and walked out.
There was a sound of congratulations.
"Congratulations to this fellow Taoist!"
"The fairy is so young, with such a talent, she is indeed a boy born from genius!"
Surrounded by people who were holding hands with Daoxi, they were all monks who also rented this cave. Tong Su smiled and exchanged greetings with them. When she heard that they said that she had been in seclusion for three years, Tong Su was also shocked.
"Why did it take so long? I thought it only took a moment..."
"You have entered samadhi. How can you tell the time? My fellow Taoist is still too young."
As she was talking, Tong Su suddenly heard a flapping sound. She looked up and saw a piece of paper crane flying towards her in the dark distance. It pointed directly at her and rushed towards her with great momentum!
"What's this?"
Tong Su was shocked and tried to dodge quickly, but the paper crane stared at her and rushed towards her with great force.
The monk next to him explained: "Fellow Taoist, please don't hide. This is Zhihe, the communication mechanism of the Weapon Refining Workshop and the Alchemy Pavilion. Did you submit an appraisal to the Weapon Refining Workshop and the Alchemy Pavilion before seclusion? They are eager to find you!" "
Tong Su thanked him and finally thought about it.
Before she went into seclusion, didn't she send the elixirs and magic weapons she refined to the weapon refining workshop and the alchemy pavilion
But she didn't expect that she would be in seclusion for three years.
The results came out over there and she was informed that it was normal, but why were there so many urgent government agencies
Tong Su raised her hand to take a picture of the first one. When she opened it, she found that the time was indeed three years ago. Her tone was very polite, and she said that she was invited to the alchemy pavilion of the weapon refining workshop.
Zhihe's tone became more and more earnest as he walked back, and when he saw that she didn't reply, he even turned into a cutesy, lingering tone, just like a mortal scholar writing a love letter.
The sky is blue and the moon is so beautiful. The girl with fragrant flowers is so beautiful. Where are you, the girl who made this elixir? Can you come and see Xiaosheng? Xiaosheng misses you so much...
Tong Su didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Under the envious eyes of everyone, she accepted all the paper cranes.
However, even after receiving the news, Tong Su could not go to the Alchemy Pavilion's weapon refining workshop immediately.
Because the communication mirror in her Qiankun bag rang!
"Well… "
It seems that before I came to Shiwanda Mountain, I promised to send him a message when I had time, but as a result, I first made elixirs and weapons, and then went into seclusion for three years without even touching the communication mirror...
Tong Su felt guilty for a while and hurriedly took out the card to clock in. The mirror was shaking and no one could be seen.
Tong Su obediently said hello, her voice as sweet as honey: "Hello, senior brother!"
In the mirror, there was a sneer, and the man's voice sounded slowly.
"Some people just talk nice. They haven't sent a message for three years. They wish they could throw their senior brother far away and let him become a lonely and empty-nest old man. Atong, do you think such a person is quite good? ungrateful?"
Tong Su's tone was sincere: "Senior brother, what are you talking about? A Tong misses you!"
"real?"
"real!"
The shaking picture on the other side of the mirror finally stopped, and it looked vaguely like the entrance to Pian Dong Mansion, which looked familiar to Tong Su.
"Since I miss my senior brother so much, I should tell him personally."
He said: "A Tong, raise your head."