The Immortal of the Yin and Yang Realm

Chapter 261 Qiu Xian

Three girls of eighteen or nineteen were sitting at the round stone table in the courtyard and having fun. It seemed that the three of them were very close to each other. The soft wind was blowing, and the sound of silver bells was blowing. Laughter echoed in the small courtyard, indescribably warm and joyful

"Who do you think will be chosen?"

A girl with delicate features, wearing an emerald green robe with light pink floral flowers. The girl asked the other two girls. While speaking, she looked directly at the two girls.

"I do not know."

This girl looks exactly like a shaman saint. She must be a shaman saint. She is wearing a red robe, golden lace, and large indigo flowers.

"That is, there are only three of us left, and it can only be the three of us."

This girl is wearing a moon-white robe with silver lace and a little baby fat on her face. She looks very cute.

"Then we made an agreement that no matter who becomes the saint, it will not affect our relationship."

After the girl in the emerald green robe heard what the two said, she opened her mouth and made an agreement.

"Well, we will be good sisters for life."

The shaman saint nodded and said in a catered manner.

"Yes, good sisters."

The fat baby girl in the moon-white robe also nodded in agreement.

"Hehehe."

Then there was a burst of girl's laughter, which echoed in the small courtyard.

Inside the room, this room looked like the girl's boudoir. It was all dressed up like the little daughter's house. There were a few branches of flowers in the oil-green vase. Peach Blossom, the young shaman saint is sitting at the round table, holding her cheeks in her hands, and is lost in thought.

"Clang."The door of the room was pushed open, and an exquisite girl in a light blue robe walked in angrily.

"Lingling, listen to me, it’s really not Xiaoju who went to find the saint."

The girl with a little baby fat also came in behind, and she was anxiously persuading her as she walked.

"you say."The delicate girl in light blue robe said to the young saint, but her voice was obviously a bit loud, and her tone also shouted anger.

"I don’t know why the saint chose me."

The young saint raised her head and looked at the delicate girl in light blue robe. Her tone was firm, with a hint of stubbornness.

"Then why did the Saint choose you? It must be something you did."

Obviously, the girl in the light blue robe didn't believe what she said, and she definitely thought that this must be something the young saint had done. Otherwise, how could she have achieved the status of saint that she was about to obtain? replaced by someone

"I didn't do it. If I didn't do it, I didn't do it."

The young saint looked at the delicate girl in light blue robe with burning eyes, and her tone was firm and stubborn.

"Lingling, it’s definitely not Xiaoju. Besides, didn’t we agree that no matter who becomes the saint, we will all be good sisters?"

The girl with a little baby fat was anxiously trying to persuade her on one side. She was also very anxious. Both sides were her best friends, both of them were her good sisters. The palms are made of flesh, and the back of the hands is also flesh. So let's move towards the palms. Who told her I have a better relationship with the young saint.

"You..., you also helped her bully me, and I will ignore you."

The delicate girl in the light blue robe was angry for a while. Although she said these words, it was not said at this time to expose her shortcomings. Moreover, these words were obviously biased. Two of her best friends, The stabbing in her back made her very sad.

The delicate girl in light blue robe left angrily and never came back. The young saint didn't know why the old saint chose her until many years later. , after she secured her position as a saint, she understood why she was chosen by the old saint.

Because she was the most suitable among the three. She was easier to handle than Lingling. The power behind Lingling was too great. The old saint I'm not sure I can control her. She is more rational than the little girl and is more suitable for playing power.

A calm person who knows how to advance and retreat and weigh the pros and cons. The most important thing is that the power behind it is weak and easy to control. Isn't this the most popular person at that time? Is it a good choice?

The shaman saint fell into memories in her tent.

The moon set and the sun rose, it was another day full of vitality. It was such a day, but someone had died.

In the Qianling Cave, the secret death row in the back mountain of the shamanism, Liu Mingzhao was completely cold. He was a corpse with a handful of bones and no life left at all. The shaman disciple who was guarding him looked at the corpse on the iron prison and confirmed repeatedly that it was definitely dead. , then carefully put down the iron plate

"excuse me."

The shaman disciples bowed to Liu Mingzhao's body and placed an incense burner as big as a child's fist next to him. After bowing, they took out an incense stick from their wide sleeves and shook their hands to release the incense. When it spontaneously ignited, he put the incense into the incense burner and began to untie Liu Mingzhao.

The iron buckles that tied Liu Mingzhao were all opened, and the black-robed shaman disciple took out a white cloth. This white cloth was not small, about It was two meters square.

He carefully transferred Liu Mingzhao's body to the white cloth, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

By the time he folded the white cloth, the incense on this side was almost finished burning..

He stood up and watched that the incense in the incense burner was completely burned out. Then he put away the incense burner. With a wave of his wide sleeves, the incense ashes on the ground disappeared. He picked up the white cloth bundle in his right hand and just released the secret iron. Lao, quickly came to Luo Xing Forest.

At this time, the sun was rising, and there were small graves in Luo Xing Forest. There was a tombstone in front of the grave. The difference was that some of the tombstones were blank.

"Fortunately, there was still time."

The black-robed shaman disciple looked at the sun, and quickly found an empty space below, and took down the shovel from the shelf on the side. There were more than a dozen shovels on the shelf, and they were all in the Falling Star Forest. Commonly used tools are usually placed here.

The black-robed disciple quickly swung the shovel and dug a square pit. The digging was not deep. All the corpses buried here did not have coffins. They were all in one piece. The corpses are wrapped in white cloth, because this is the territory of shamanism, and the mountain behind is watched by the Five Spiritual Elders, so they are not worried that someone will destroy the bodies of these people, so naturally there is no need for coffins, and they believe that they will eventually return to dust. It was the best place to end up.

He carefully put the white cloth package into the pit and filled it back with soil. Naturally, there was another small earth bag. He took a tombstone and stood in front of the earth bag. With both hands exerting force, the tombstone sank a little and entered a quarter of the way in. This was considered completed.

"May you return to the embrace of God."

The black-robed shaman disciple stood in front of the tombstone, put his hands on his chest, and saluted deeply. This was his last farewell to Liu Mingzhao. Although he didn't know who this person was and what he had done, he could bury him. In Luo Xing Forest, it was enough for him to have a good journey.

After doing all this, the black-robed shaman disciple turned and left Luo Xing Forest.

In about two quarters of an hour, the tombstone that had just appeared in Luo Xing Forest Finally, the little bumpkin moved for some unknown reason, and I don't know if it was caused by the wind.