Nightwatcher

Chapter 715: Golden Lotus Exits (17529.1 million)

Xu Qi'an couldn't hide his disappointment.

If Xu Pingfeng had seen this half volume map of the Corpse Gu Department many years ago, then the so-called ancient tomb might have been patronized by Xu Pingfeng long ago.

No matter who the owner of the ancient tomb is or what it hides, it is meaningless. Xu Qi'an sighed. .

No, that's not what Chai Xing'er said. He immediately frowned, sacrificed the Buddha Pagoda, passed the pagoda spirit, and transmitted sound to Chai Xing'er:

"Chai Xing'er, you once said that the blood of the descendants of the Chai family is needed to open the ancient tomb."

A few seconds later, Chai Xing'er's voice came:

"Yes."

"How much do you need?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"I don't know." Chai Xing'er replied via voice transmission.

Then there is nothing to get to the bottom of it. It is not difficult for someone who wants to get some blood from the Chai family. Xu Qi'an said:

"After a while, I will send you to Li Lingsu and let her take care of you."

Chai Xing'er's role was immediately reduced, and Xu Qi'an was not happy to lock her up. As for the crimes she had committed before, I left it to Li Lingsu to deal with.

Li Lingsu said that if Chai Xing'er did something heinous, he would bring her back to Tianzong and never leave.

"It just so happens that the Holy Son has jumped a lot recently, so give him some trouble." Xu Qi'an muttered to himself.

Chai Xing'er was taken aback, tears streaming down her face in excitement:

"Thank you Xu Yinluo for not killing me, thank you Xu Yinluo for helping me and Li Lang."

There is nothing to thank, you will not be free for the rest of your life Xu Qi'an collected the fragments of the book from the ground. At this time, through the seagulls circling in the sky, he saw an island in the far distance.

He has always been able to use the mind gu to manipulate the nearby seabirds to find the way and maintain the route.

Of course, there are also fishes in the sea who manipulate the fish to bite Mu Nanzhi's bait and slap Bai Ji in the face.

Seeing Mu Nanzhi pinching her waist, she was triumphant, thinking that she was a little expert at fishing. After seeing Bai Ji being slapped a few times, she was extremely afraid of the fish in the sea, and no longer dared to go to the sea to help catch the fish when they bit the hook.

These personal bad tastes belong to him, and he has passed the addiction of a "chess player".

At this time, Mu Nanzhi was lying on the side of the boat, washing the handkerchief.

Xu Qi'an took out the Heavenly Mirror from the fragments of the underground book.

"Yes, you have taken my words to heart, and you haven't bothered me for a long time."

On the bronze mirror, Kazilan's one-eyed spirit emerges.

No, I'm just too busy Xu Qi'an said with high EQ:

"You are a magic weapon with an extraordinary status and deserve to be respected."

Hun Tian Shen Jing was very happy: "It's very good, what's the matter."

While speaking, the surface of the mirror swayed like water waves, reflecting a picture, which is a gently swaying gully like an abyss, and a seductive snow.

Xu Qi'an glanced at Mu Nanzhi who was leaning over the bow to wash his handkerchief, looked away, stared at the mirror of the sky, as if he had changed back to the good student who kept his eyes on the blackboard, and said:

"What do you mean?"

Huntian Shenjing said in a deep voice:

"I think you will like it. It's a pity that there are no men here, otherwise you will be more satisfied. This is my reward for your good attitude."

You are the one who is really on the right path. Also, how many times do you want me to explain that I don't like men. Xu Qi'an looked at the mirror with critical eyes and said:

"Using one's abilities to do despicable things is not something a real man would do. Well, it's not an example."

The Heavenly Mirror said unhappily:

"Tell me if you have anything to do, let me go back if you have nothing to do, don't disturb my uncle's enjoyment."

"It's not particularly anxious." Xu Qi'an's eyes were bright, staring at the mirror:

"Don't talk, I want to be alone, um, stay for a while. By the way, I will criticize this kind of behavior again in the future."

In the empty valley, colorful clouds linger, and the sound of water is gurgling.

More than a dozen thatched huts are located in the valley, and the delicate and gentle Taoist Bailian leads his disciples to sit cross-legged by the stream, eating the spiritual energy of the mountain.

Four or five orange cats chased and played among the houses and bushes.

It has been half a year since the disciples of Dizong moved here.

In the past six months, the Central Plains has suffered from severe cold and disasters, and for the land sects who practice meritorious deeds, this is indeed a god-sent opportunity—this is only in terms of the cultivation environment.

More than half of Dizong's disciples are now running outside, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, and the cultivation base of the disciples has improved by leaps and bounds.

Even Daoist Bailian, who rarely goes out, has now stepped into the peak of the fourth rank, and half a year ago, she was only in the middle of the fourth rank.

After finishing the daily compulsory training, the gentle and mature Daoist Bailian opened his eyes, looked at the more than twenty disciples, and said with relief:

"It's as long as two months, and as short as ten days, some of you should go out and accumulate merit.

"But one thing must be kept in mind, doing good deeds and accumulating virtue comes from the heart, and one should not do good deeds out of utilitarianism or practice.

"Doing good for the sake of doing good will be backlashed by karma, do you understand?"

The disciples responded loudly:

"The disciple understands."

Priest Bai Lian nodded, and was about to continue his education, when he heard a "boom", a thatched hut in the south exploded, and a magnificent halo rose.

"Senior brother Jinlian has broken through?!"

Priest Bailian suddenly turned her head, both surprised and delighted.

"Master Uncle Jinlian has broken through."

All the disciples were overjoyed.

Turning his head and looking, he saw an old Taoist priest with black hair sitting cross-legged in the void, with colorful rays of light blooming from his body, which was magnificent and magnificent, bringing people a sense of stability and peace.

The light of merit.

In a short time, the golden light converged, and the old Taoist priest slowly landed.

The white lotus walks in lotus steps, and moves closer, with a smile on her gentle face:

"Senior Brother Jinlian, Huafa has turned black, presumably it's because his cultivation level has risen sharply."

What she wanted to say was actually recovering part of her cultivation, but due to the many disciples around her, she changed the term.

Priest Jin Lian sat cross-legged silently and did not answer.

"Brother Jinlian?"

Bai Lian called out tentatively.

"Yes, I have become the Yang God and stepped into the extraordinary realm."

Suddenly, Daoist Jinlian's voice came from behind.

Bai Lian turned her head in surprise, and saw an orange cat licking its paw gracefully. Seeing her gaze, the orange cat froze suddenly and lowered its paw.

"Ahem!"

The orange cat cleared his throat, and said in a normal tone:

"The extraordinary realm is really amazing. It made Pindao unable to control the soul for a while, and was forced to possess the cat."

All the disciples suddenly realized.

It turned out that Uncle Jinlian was a new supernatural being, unable to control his power, which caused his soul to leave his body and possess him on the orange cat.

Daoist Jinlian left the orange cat's body, returned to his own body, and opened his eyes.

"How long have I been in seclusion?" Jinlian asked.

"Half a year." Bai Lian replied.

Jin Lian nodded slowly, with a calm and breezy attitude: "Has there been any major events happening in the outside world recently?"

"Xu Yinluo killed Emperor Yuan Jing."

"Xu Yinluo blocked the 300,000 army of the Witch God Cult with one sword."

"Xu Yinluo has stepped into the extraordinary."

"Xu Yinluo killed two King Kongs in Jianzhou."

"Wei Yuan is dead."

"Yunzhou rebelled."

"Buddhism broke the covenant with Dafeng."

"The cold disaster in the Central Plains is turbulent, and the displaced people are in disasters. It is already a world where the people are struggling to survive."

The disciples talked non-stop.

"." Daoist Jin Lian's face became stiff when he heard this, he looked at Bai Lian blankly, and questioned:

"Poverty, only closed for half a year?"

Are you sure it's not ten years from now? !

The junction of Xiangzhou and Jianzhou.

The bright girl in a yellow dress walked lightly on the official road.

It has been more than a month for Chu Caiwei to travel in Beijing. The wind has thinned her waist, the suffering has sharpened her chin, and the simple food has precipitated her temperament.

Compared with the innocence and liveliness when she left Beijing, Chu Caiwei's temperament has become calmer, her face has become thinner, but her big almond eyes are brighter.

At first, she would follow the "recipe" given by Xu Qi'an, and look for local specialties wherever she went.

Then happily wrote a letter back to the capital to tell Lina and Xu Lingyin.

Gradually, she wrote fewer and fewer letters, and the smiles on her face became less and less.

The path of travel has also changed from "recipe" to chasing disasters.

"Senior Brother Yang, where are we going this time?"

As an exile of Si Tianjian, Chu Caiwei could only follow Yang Qianhuan.

"Recently I got in touch with my sworn brother and I want to visit him."

Yang Qianhuan walked in front, leaving the junior sister with the back of her head.

"Where did you come to worship brothers?" Chu Caiwei blinked her eyes wide.

"Li Lingsu, Li Lingsu, the holy son of Tianzong."

Yang Qianhuan said: "I have already figured out a clever plan to suppress Xu Qi'an, a certain Yang who is thriving. Now I am going to share it with my good brother and see how he is doing recently."

Chu Caiwei let out an "oh", but remembered that not long ago, senior brother Yang heard that Xu Qi'an was beheading Buddhist King Kong in Jianzhou, he beat his chest and feet in jealousy, and cried loudly.

After careful inquiring, I found out that Senior Brother Sun was also involved in this matter, and he made a big splash.

Senior Brother Yang beat his chest again, pointed at the sky and cursed angrily, saying that that stinky stutterer must have groveled and flattered Xu Qi'an in exchange for the chance to show his holiness in front of others.

Brother Yang is not ashamed of Brother Sun's behavior.

PS: Considering that some readers said that the last few chapters have too much dry stuff, a bit brain-burning, and not enough IQ, so I wrote a chapter of daily life to let everyone relax.