Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 370 Water Jade Distribution

  'Lonely Indus' is exactly the inner spectacle of Lonely Chan Master.

   This is also the first time Lichen sees her.

   Unexpectedly, he was still entangled by the red snake just now, and in a blink of an eye, the enemy and the enemy switched sides!

  A flash of horror flashed in Venerable Chi Lian's beautiful eyes, and he suppressed his emotions in an instant, raised his red lips, and leaned on the lonely Zen master with his whole body.

   "Ouch, great monk, you hurt me~"

   Ignoring Venerable Chi Lian's hypocrisy, Lonely Chan Master put away the water spirit jade, and rolled up half of Venerable Chi Lian's sleeve in full view.

  Reverend Chilian's eyes flashed with embarrassment, but this monk's strength was so strong that he couldn't break free.

  【The thief monk! I will kill you! 】

  Although she has practiced seductiveness since she was a child and behaved wildly, she is actually pure and self-respecting. Before others can get close to her, she has already been bitten by the red snake.

   Never been so embarrassing as it is now.

  Although he was angry in his heart, his face was still as usual: "Oh, great monk, so you are so anxious."

  As soon as these words came out, the surrounding monks laughed a lot.

   "Hey, the monks at the Shasheng Temple are somewhat informal."

  But who knows that Lonely Zen Master is not affected at all, just staring at the red plum blossom on the forearm of Venerable Chi Lian, and froze in place.

   "Is your family name Mei?"

   Venerable Chi Lian heard the words, his eyes dodged, and his face turned pale: "Monk, what nonsense are you talking about?!"

   After finishing speaking, he even waved a palm directly at Lonely Zen Master. The wind of this palm contained smoke, and the smoke turned blue, and it was very poisonous at first glance.

  Lonely Zen Master let out a soft sigh, immediately let go of the other party, rolled up his sleeves, fanned the poisonous smoke away, took a step back, and took a deep look at the other party: "Amitabha."

   "It's good, it's good."

【finally found you. 】

  【Master's spirit in heaven should be able to rest in peace. 】

   Venerable Chilian snorted coldly, turned and left without looking back.

   On the contrary, Jing Congling who was behind her was full of doubts.

  【How could this monk know that his master’s surname is Mei! 】

  Her beautiful eyes flowed, and she couldn't help but meet Li Chen's eyes: adultery!

  The gossip souls of the two are burning.

  At this time, the boats on the lakeside turned into nineteen streamers of light, crossed the sky, and all appeared on the island in the middle of the lake.

"Hahaha."

   "Little monk, let's meet again."

  It was Ke Chengye who walked ahead.

  Before, he asked his subordinate Zhao Mo to try Li Chen's skills, so he didn't know each other.

   "Amitabha."

   "Little Monk Lichen has met City Lord Ke."

  In any case, there should be some politeness.

  Ke Chengye clapped his hands up: "Hey, Buddhist disciples don't have to be so polite."

   "Today's mage really opened my eyes!"

   "From now on, let's see who can underestimate my Southern Border cultivator!"

  In the past few hundred years, southern Xinjiang has been weak.

  Every time the Eight Desolation Conference, Southern Xinjiang is almost always at the bottom.

  The Eight Desolation Artifacts have not been transferred to southern Xinjiang for many years.

  The Eight Desolation Artifact can suppress luck, where it is located, it will be auspicious and full of vitality.

  For so many years, Southern Xinjiang has been ranked at the bottom, and naturally there is no artifact to suppress it. The luck in the corresponding territory is unstable, and resources must be wasted.

   formed a vicious circle.

  Therefore, the Nineteenth City Lords are so eager to sign peach and plum contracts with the various sects, and another meaning is for the Eight Desolation Conference next year.

  The Eight Desolation Conference is held every ten years, and next year is the time to hold it.

  Li Chen's extraordinary spectacle can be regarded as a boost to the nineteen city lords in southern Xinjiang.

  Ke Chengye lifted the black scales on his body, and said loudly to the monks from all over the southern border: "Since the Mystery of Myriad Valleys has been closed, it's time to sign the contract."

   "Please take out the water spirit jade."

   As soon as he finished speaking, all the Tianjiao disciples looked at each other, and finally all looked at Lichen.

  What water spirit jade?

   Not even a hair!

   Li Chen was a little embarrassed to be seen by everyone, so he subconsciously took out a piece.

  Ke Chengye was overjoyed, and was about to reach for it, but was stopped by a pair of big hands.

   "Ai ai ai ai, I said Ke Heizi, don't you talk about martial arts?"

   "With my old Yan here, don't even think about Shasheng Temple."

  Ke Chengye's heart sank, the lord of the Nineteenth City, he is not afraid of anyone, but this lunatic Yan in front of him.

   The whole thing is a reckless man.

   If you are in a hurry, you can do anything.

  At this time Lu Fenggao walked up to Qi Gaohan, wondering, "That's it?"

  Qi Gaohan smiled sarcastically: "Ahem, this time it was unlucky to catch up, and just entered the secret realm, and met the full moon sky."

   "The fish scale house appeared directly."

   "The rivers in the entire secret realm are all attracted by the fish scale house, and there is no time to look for water spirit stones."

   Speaking of this, Qi Gaohan couldn't help laughing bitterly.

  All the city lords couldn't help being shocked when they heard this.

  Shui Lingyu is something that suppresses rivers.

  If there is no suppression of water spirit jade, the river will easily flood.

  Especially in the barren borderlands like Nanjiangbin, where people depend on the sky to eat, without water spirit jade, so there are so many rivers in the whole southern border, once it encounters the rainy season, the consequences are unimaginable.

   Is it necessary to welcome the disaster year?

   "What a disaster, what a disaster!"

   "Without Shui Lingyu, my southern border is in danger!"

   "There are many mountains and rivers in southern Xinjiang. Once a flood occurs, the people will suffer!"

   It has been recorded in history that before the Mystery of Myriad Valleys appeared, Southern Xinjiang would turn into a country of Ze when the rainy season came.

  Floods continued, and grains failed to harvest.

  The people were displaced and hungry everywhere.

  Until later, Zhou Tianzi worshiped heaven and earth, and invited the Mysterious Realm of Myriad Valleys here to suppress it.

   This finally brought Southern Xinjiang back to life.

  There is no water spirit jade at this time, is it possible that the southern border will turn into Zeguo again?

   At this moment, Lu Fenggao subconsciously looked at Li Chen: "Just this one?"

   Lichen smiled 'hehe'.

next moment.

  哗啦啦~

  Pieces of blue water spirit jade are stacked on the ground, like hills.

   "Good good good good!"

   "Sasheng Temple is really my lucky star in southern Xinjiang!"

   All the city lords were overjoyed. Seeing so many water spirit jades, they don't have to worry about the flood in southern Xinjiang.

   It's just that Lu Fenggao suddenly smiled and said: "The flood can be solved, but how should so many water spirit jade be distributed?"

   "Could it be possible that all the nineteen cities in southern Xinjiang have signed Taoli contracts with Shasheng Temple?"

  Li Chen smiled slightly: "City Master Lu has flattered you. I, Shasheng Temple, have self-knowledge and dare not sign a contract with Nineteen City at the same time."

   Speaking of this, Li Chen purposely remained silent.

  At this time, Yan Lifu suddenly came out of the crowd, and said in a low voice, "Haha!"

   "Lu idiot, you don't have to worry about that.

  Since these water spirit jades are obtained by killing the Buddha, the distribution is naturally decided by the killing temple! "

  Hearing this, Li Chen couldn't help but cast a thankful look: This Yan City Lord is by no means as reckless as he appears on the surface.

  Yan Lifu has a rough appearance, but his mind is extremely meticulous.

   At this time, he jumped out to speak for Shasheng Temple, just to make a good impression on Shasheng Temple.

  The last time Li Chen clashed with Zhao Mo, the Black Scale Army of Shangyang City, it was also the Yan City Lord who made the rescue.

  As soon as this remark came out, there was no sound on the island.

  Suddenly, the crowd snorted coldly: "I object!"

  PS: Monthly ticket, recommendation ticket, come to the bowl~

  (end of this chapter)