My golden finger is delicious

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After Jade Rakshasa left, everyone was really relieved to the naked eye.

Even Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng had smiles in their eyes.

It can be seen that this madman really tormented everyone.

Jade Rakshasa's choice was not unexpected.

Without hesitation, he first took the rejuvenating medicine, and then rushed to a higher realm of martial arts.

What? What to do about the Demonic Cult?

Isn't this a spare tire?

The one carefully chosen by Xiao Ruofei.

A person is in charge of the Demon Sect, and a leader descends from the sky.

Temporary workers will be directly converted into regular workers.

This shocking news shocked the entire Western Demonic Cult.

From the new leader to all the members of the church, they unanimously expressed...

We don't believe it.

If Jade Rakshasa doesn't accept the facts, can they accept it?

From rejecting Ximen Ruofei to accepting him, and finally being convinced.

Has their five years of journey been in vain?

I thought that if the leader took action, he would be able to bring the young leader back, but what happened!

The young leader didn't come back!

The old leader also ran away! ! !

All the followers of the Western Demonic Cult have sweet things in their mouths, you! you!

Have you ever considered that we are not the only one here?

The Demon Sect has always been a place where people's hearts fluctuate.

The Western Region is surrounded by wolves again.

Such a sudden personnel change is very manly.

Holding the Rakshasa card, the new leader looked around at the similarly collapsed and dissatisfied members of the congregation.

A decisive decision...he went to find someone.

If you don’t dare to look for Jade Rakshasa, don’t you dare to look for Ximen Ruofei?

However, the followers of the Western Demonic Cult still disagree.

New leader:? ? ?

Jade Rakshasa for his grandson.

Let Xiao Ruofei practice his skills to pull out the most dangerous thorn in the past five years.

As for the new leader, as Ruofei's carefully prepared successor, his reputation in the church is not low.

"Why? Don't you want the young leader to come back?"

"What if you don't come back either!"

"How is that possible!"

"Do you think the leader is back?"

"…………"

Before this, who would have thought that Jade Rakshasa would no longer want this team?

Walk away cleanly, leaving nothing behind.

These people have ambitions but no confidence.

If the new leader also runs away.

They have no confidence that they can get to the top and hold on to it.

The matter was at a stalemate.

Until Ximen Ruofei came to the Western Regions again.

No one in the entire Western Demonic Cult was happy.

No one thought that this person who had tried so hard to escape would come back and inherit the position of leader.

Jade Rakshasa is gone now.

No one in the entire Demon Cult can keep this talented young man.

If you want to take action, you must also consider the backer behind him.

However, it's still okay to complain.

Ximen Ruofei listened carefully to a lot of words containing resentment.

A very sincere admission of error.

In fact, this was not his original plan.

The best ending at the beginning is that the Jade Rakshasa accepts his fate, comes back to support the person he likes for a few years, and then does whatever he wants.

I didn’t expect Jade Rakshasa’s obsession to be so deep.

"Don't worry, I'm not bringing you good things. This is what Jade Rakshasa doesn't want. It can help you secure your position as leader."

Jade Rakshasa finally chose to break through the realm of martial arts.

One of three paths.

But don’t waste the rest.

Especially for Route 2, the information compiled is very time-consuming.

The new leader was indeed carefully selected by Xiao Ruofei. After looking at a lot of geography and humanities information, he understood.

"You don't necessarily want me to conquer the world?"

"Of course it's okay if you have an interest."

He's not interested.

"You're not interested, others are."

Someone who has trouble with his subordinates.

There are other sects around that are ready to move.

All can be used.

Living on the same land, how could Jianghu and Chaotang be so distinct?

In the Central Plains, King Taiping can take the prince to travel around the world, and you can also use these to stir up troubles and settle troubles in the Western Regions.

"Last question." The new leader held up a document. "Where did this come from?"

Trouble appeared on the face of the usually calm and precocious young man.

Don't know what to say.

"If I said it was sent by a god, would you believe it?"

"hehe"

Baihualou

It is still the elegant and unique small building.

It is still the small courtyard with a hundred flowers blooming.

Open your eyes and you can see a colorful and vibrant world.

Close your eyes and smell the naturally intertwined floral and fruity aroma lingering on your nose.

What you hear in your ears is the clear and melodious sound of jade guqin and the chorus of birdsong, like pearls and jade clashing against each other.

Then the sound of the flute joined this natural and harmonious sound.

Lu Xiaofeng drank wine and listened to the fairy music with her eyes closed with a look of enjoyment.

I can’t help but want to sing a chorus.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Wu Ding was playing the piano and seemed to be feeling something.

He glanced over with a cold look.

The success made Lu Xiaofeng sober up and shut up immediately.

Not daring to ruin the beautiful scene with his singing voice, he stood up and drew out the sword beside him.

Co-write music and dance with butterflies.

The sound of the tossing and dancing swords hits the right rhythm with the accent.

The pleasant sound and the friendship between close friends all flow in this song.

After the song was over, the three of them smiled at each other, their hearts flowing with the joy of mutual understanding.

Wu Ding's joy had a deeper meaning than the other two.

That was to show off his learning and wait for his friends to praise him.

Wu Ding's piano was praised by the great scholar in the White Snake world.

However, based on the idol filter of that world, Wu Ding was not sure whether he was really good or just okay.

It was definitely not bad.

A man should be looked at with new eyes after three days of separation.

Compared with fifteen years ago, that time was a bit long.

But what if it was compared with a year ago.

However, the two friends did not follow his thoughts to discuss the piano music just now.

They asked about another topic.

"God? Me? How is it possible." Wu Ding waved his hand, "It is impossible to become a god."

It is impossible in this life.

It is impossible in the next life.

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou did not hear the subtext.

They thought that Wu Ding's practice was not enough.

Together, they imagined how a true immortal would move mountains and fill the sea.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't read much, but he had heard more strange stories.

Hua Manlou read all the ancient books after Wu Ding appeared.

The two of them talked back and forth.

The more they talked, the more exciting it became, and they would ask Wu Ding for comments from time to time.

Wu Ding: …………

Where's my piano skills!!

Can't you hear me?

Waiting for praise!

Facing Wu Ding's questioning.

Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng stopped at the same time.

"Didn't you know how to play the piano before?"

Wu Ding recalled the style he always liked fifteen years ago.

White clothes, waving a fan, lowering his eyebrows and smiling, elegant...

In addition, although he didn't know how to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he was a college graduate after all, and he was full of poetry and books.

His vision and background made him look like a cultured person.

Very good, quite misleading.

Well, this also indirectly proves that the disguise back then was quite successful.

It doesn't matter.

I used to be unable to play the piano, chess, calligraphy, or painting.

Now I can show them all.

The learned Wu Ding and Qi Tong were having a good chat, while the unlearned Lu Xiaofeng was eating and drinking beside them.

But being unlearned doesn't mean he doesn't have any wonderful suggestions.

"You mean... the Preface to the Lanting Collection is saved?" Lu Xiaofeng touched his chin.

He is not good at these antique calligraphy and paintings, but he still has the common sense.

The Preface to the Lanting Collection has been passed down for so many years that it is already on the edge of being crispy.

"Yes, it is protected by a lot of things that I can't even name."

Wu Ding asked around and it should still be stable in another five or six hundred years.

If technology develops further in the future, maybe it will last longer.

The only regret is that it is unlikely to last forever.

After all, it is a paper product.

The most fragile cultural relic.

"The magic is indeed magical."

"I guess so."

"Then why don't you take some more back?"

"Hmm?"

The first thing Wu Ding thought of was whether the Hua family had any other collections that needed to be protected or rescued, or whether they were treasures in the palace.

"It's the monkey spirit. Monkey spirits like to challenge targets. They steal and return, and return and steal. But the monkey spirit master is not like that."

Sikong Zhaixing's master was a normal thief.

He once owned countless treasures.

He was open-minded before his death. He was a thief. Naturally, he knew that no matter how hidden the tomb was, it would not be able to prevent tomb robbery.

He simply buried it cleanly. According to the old man, he could "start a new life" in the underworld.

But he didn't leave any instructions on how to deal with the things.

Sikong Zhaixing faced his master's relics. He couldn't give them away or sell them.

After all, they were his master's lifelong love.

They had been left there for more than ten years.

Originally, there was a trustworthy old servant who was specifically guarding and protecting them, but the old man was old and his life was only a few years away.

Sikong Zhaixing realized it later and remembered to deal with the calligraphy and painting issues.

It is most appropriate to hand it over to Wu Ding now.

Wu Ding has magic to protect the treasures.

The treasures that Wu Ding takes away will never let anyone trace Sikong Zhaixing.

Wu Ding taking these things away will not cause any old incidents or extra complications.

For example, what secrets or treasures are hidden in the XXX map, and finally some troubles will be caused to him.

Perfect!

Wu Ding also thinks it is perfect.

But thinking about the last time he took the Lanting Preface back, he was tired of telling lies.

Is there another Mumu to take the blame this time?

Wu Ding just rubbed his temples, and suddenly the light bulb above his head lit up.

It is different now.

He is awesome now.

Even if his realm drops, he is the well-deserved No. 1 in the main world.

With strong strength and strong background, all Wu Ding needs to do is to throw the things in front of Fan Xuan.

Excuse? 400 years of difference?

Let Fan Xuan have a headache.

Thinking of this, Wu Ding's heart was on fire.

"Pack, pack! Everyone pack!"

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Fan Xuan's head will hurt.

Fan Xuan's hairline will recede.

The next time he returns to the main world, he will definitely see a stronger Fan Xuan.

But this has nothing to do with Wu Ding.

At this moment, he is tidying up his clothes with a pilgrimage mentality.

Standing in the woods with full of expectations, looking forward.

The nervous, expectant, and uneasy heart seemed to have returned to the beginning of the journey...

Taotie: "No, you were not nervous at first when you traveled through time."

Nine-tailed Fox: "That's right. We deliberately scared you and asked you to travel through time, but you didn't seem to be nervous."

He made up a lot of excuses with great eloquence.

He arranged a fake identity for himself in minutes and bought a house.

No matter how much he complained, everyone could understand Wu Ding's excitement now.

He has always been a star-chasing boy.

Back then, he chased Lu Xiaofeng and others for autographs, took photos, and did not forget to record the top of the Forbidden City.

Now, he can finally come to the world he wants to visit the most.

He is going to meet the idol he wants to meet the most.

Isn't it just fidgeting.

"Haven't you come yet?"

Wu Ding frowned, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

He squinted at the little monster next to him.

The little monster trembled when Wu Ding looked at him, and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, swearing to the sky.

He really saw Tang Seng and his disciples about to pass through here.

Really, really!

Tang Seng is a celebrity, a monk riding a white horse, can there be another one along the way?

All these little monsters who could hide hid.

Everyone knows that Tang Sanzang's disciples are not easy to mess with.

I heard that the eighteen tree monsters invited Tang Sanzang to recite poems and drink tea, and the apricot flower monster just looked at Tang Sanzang twice more.

He just wanted to keep him for a spring breeze.

They were almost broken by Sun Wukong.

This is still the tree monsters and flower monsters who didn't hurt anyone's life.

There are countless such things. The big monsters who occupy the mountain as kings want to eat Tang Sanzang's flesh.

They, the little monsters without backers, can't hide in time.

The green-faced and fanged little monster trembled and looked at Wu Ding.

He wanted to bury himself in the ground.

Tears in his eyes, this monster who looks like a human and smells like a human wants to eat Tang Sanzang's flesh.

Why make things difficult for him.

He is just an incompetent little monster who can't rely on a big boss.

"Here it comes."

Wu Ding's eyes lit up.

The little monster immediately rolled away as far as possible, not disturbing Wu Ding from eating Tang Sanzang's flesh.

After Wu Ding was sure that his image would not be killed by the Great Sage immediately, he walked forward slowly.

He had not taken a few steps.

The idol he had been thinking about appeared in front of him instantly.

Wu Ding: !!!

The unruly Monkey King held the stick in his hand behind his head.

He looked at Wu Ding with great interest.

His golden eyes flashed with the light that could distinguish between demons and evils and distinguish between true and false.

"Oh?"

The Monkey King blinked, and then blinked again.

He looked around Wu Ding several times.

He was sure that the person in front of him, whose merits were almost blinding his eyes, was really a person.

But why would a person stand here, looking like he was waiting for them?

All the way to the west.

They had seen demons and gods waiting for them.

They had never seen that there was someone waiting for them.

Could it be that...

"Great Sage."

Wu Ding saluted respectfully.

Before he could even start to introduce himself.

The Great Sage understood clearly.

"Zhenzhen, Lianlian, Aiai?"

Wu Ding: Why do these three names sound so familiar?

"Which Bodhisattva asked you to come?"

Wu Ding: No one.

"Are you trying to seduce Bajie or Master this time? What do you need me to do?"

Wu Ding: Great Sage, you are so skilled in your job.

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