Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

"The uncle of the Poison Demon Sect knows something about the rebellion."

Qi Xiao nodded slightly, and said after thinking for a moment.

"Although you, Canglan, participated in this incident, you were able to turn danger into good fortune and bring plum blossoms back. It can be said that this is the result of your luck and strength complementing each other."

Luck and strength?
Hahahahaha.

You kid is so funny.

You weren't there at the time, so you don't know how I got there.

Wei Canglan snickered twice inwardly, and said respectfully with a calm expression on his face:
"Cang Lan feels ashamed for what master uncle said..."

Then, he quickly changed the subject, not planning to talk too long about matters related to magic.

After all, if Qi Xiao knew that he and the empress Qiu Jue were already in this way, wouldn't he be mad?
Therefore, his complexion became dignified, and he said vigilantly:
"Uncle, there is one more thing that Cang Lan wants to tell."

"In the northern part of Dayu Mo, a tribe called the Shabone Tribe is rising and heading south, invading every town in the desert."

"Sand bone tribe?"

Qi Xiao's eyes froze suddenly, then he lowered his head and muttered to himself:

"So it's the recovery of the Sand Bone Race, so that's how it is!"

"Master?"

Hehe, sure enough, Qi Xiao knew something inside.

You kid, tell me quickly, let me listen.

"Uncle, do you know the inside story about this matter?"

Wei Canglan asked respectfully again.

Qi Xiao nodded, took a sip of tea, moistened his throat and said:

"At the beginning of the founding of the Dayu Dynasty, the Shabone Tribe ran rampant for a while and harassed the people in the desert for many years."

"Later, the first emperor of Dayu couldn't bear it, so he sent a hundred masters to encircle and suppress the Shabone Clan."

"The result is that the Shabone Clan in the Dayu Realm no longer exists, and a small number of remnants fled into the Masi Empire."

"But these are superficial rumors."

"Actually, those hundred masters not only wiped out the Sand Bone Tribe, but their real purpose was to seal the Demon God of the Sand Bone Tribe, Li Gu!"

clam?
Strong bones?

What is this?

It's not mentioned in the game.

Why do I keep hearing about demon gods lately?

Wei Canglan frowned, glanced at Little Plum Blossom beside him, and found that Nizi also remembered what happened in the desert at that time, and there was a feeling of gratitude and fear for the rest of her life.

The monsters of the Sand Bone Race are far more brutal than monsters.

Turning his gaze back to Qi Xiao, he continued calmly:

"A few days ago, when you went south, Cang Lan, my uncle checked the astrology on the observatory, and found that there was an evil star shining in the northwest. At first, my uncle thought it was some kind of meteorite or shooting star... Now let's combine what you said , Uncle understands."

"The evil star represents the strength of the demon god."

"Besides, we Anzi have never set foot in the desert or Mobei, because there is still a distance from Lingxian there, and there are no forces that are too worried."

"Right now, I'm afraid there will be another war."

"The most suffering are the tens of thousands of people in the desert."

Wei Canglan had the same idea as Qi Xiao.

What kind of sand bone tribe, what kind of demon god, are all stupid baskets.

In any case, the common people suffer the most.

But what can Wei Canglan do?
Want him to single out the Demon God?
joke.

He still wanted to live on honestly.

It's not that he doesn't want to do something, it's that his strength doesn't allow it.

He is not a gentleman who supports justice, he just wants to be honest, take shortcuts, and bid farewell to the hard-working life.

"Be cautious about this matter. I will send a voice transmission to your master Ning Chan in a few days to discuss this matter."

"When necessary, we will send people to Mobei to suppress the strength that is about to break through the seal."

Qi Xiao dropped a blockbuster.

Wei Canglan was a little puzzled.

Demon God revives, what shall we participate in?

But he didn't ask.

It is a good thing that Qi Xiao has such courage and heart.

He is not like me.

I don't cause trouble, it's because I don't have the strength.

But the sky fell, and there was a tall man holding it up.

Qi Xiao is tall.

"Once the demon god is fully recovered, the Sand Bone Race will grow overnight, and it's not just Mobei."

"To the east of the desert is the Lingxian Mountain Range. Although there is a distance in the middle, the Sand Bone Race is bloodthirsty, tyrannical and warlike. The Cangxing will definitely become their target."

"Moreover, when they go south, their goal must be the Central Plains and the capital."

"At that time, no matter whether it is the dynasty or the major sects, they will be involved. How can we be alone?"

Wei Canglan didn't ask further questions.

But Qi Xiao has already made it very clear.

It seems that this matter is really serious.

Xiaomeihua, who had been listening quietly beside her, only felt that her little head was about to burst.

The topics these powerful people talked about were not something that she, a novice who hadn't started yet, could participate in and understand.

This is the end of the topic about the Sand Bone Tribe and Demon God Li Bone.

Afterwards, Wei Canglan chatted with Qi Xiao for a few more words, and the latter finally turned his attention to Little Plum Blossom and stared at it for a long time.

Nizi was a little frightened by him, and hid behind Wei Canglan.

"Ah, very good."

"The aptitude is very good, the root of the mean."

"Although this kind of spiritual root is usually accompanied by mediocrity, this head teacher believes in the gaze of Junior Sister Ning Chan, and I also believe in Cang Lan."

Said, Qi Xiao got up, glanced at the sky dyed red by the setting sun, showed an inexplicable smile, and then said:
"Remember our founding patriarch is also a root of the mean."

"Therefore, the supreme mental method left by his old man, the treasure of the clan, must also be cultivated with a moderate spiritual root."

"Over the years, this teacher has been looking for a way to break through this limitation, but with little success."

"But after all, I am not a mediocre spiritual root. I have practiced this mental method for many years, but I can only understand a little bit, and I can't enter the room."

"at the moment……"

As he said that, Qi Xiao was about to take something out of his cuff.

Xiaomeihua was a little at a loss and didn't quite understand.

Wei Canglan's eyes widened slightly, and he felt short of breath.

fast!
Qi Xiao, take it out quickly.

As long as it is given to Xiaomeihua, everything will match the settings in the game.

So far, the development of Yu'er and Canxi is basically the same as in the game.

As long as you take that treasure out, Little Plum Blossom's fate will go on a normal track.

Slowly, carefully, as if he had found a treasure, Qi Xiao took out a simple-looking book from his cuff, which was a secret book of mind that would be dazzling just by looking at it.

What the hell!

Wei Canglan exclaimed inwardly.

When he saw the Zhenzong treasure of Cangxingmen, he was completely stunned.

Other mental methods are basically paper.

No matter how old it is, it is also bamboo and silk.

And the mentality in front of him is so iron!
About the size of a hexadecimal paper.

About five fingers thick.

It's like a magic book.

Qi Xiao looked tenderly at the "iron book" in his hand, held it in both hands, and slowly put it in front of Meihua:

"Since you have joined my sect, your aptitude is similar to that of the Patriarch."

"Then "Twisting the Galaxy", it's up to you to comprehend it."

"I also hope that Meihua will practice hard, and one day the Mahayana will carry forward our great prestige."