Master Fu does not envy immortals

Chapter 87
"No, I'm just wondering where to start." Jiang Qiongxing said.

She started with Jiang Hu's sudden death, telling about her strange illness, Shi Yueren's sudden visit and their subsequent escape...

"...That's the way it is. I haven't found where the secret book they mentioned is." Jiang Qiongxing sighed helplessly, "My father didn't tell me anything before he died. If there was, I would have given it to me from the very beginning. Why bother to go through hardships and kill the master..."

"Shi... your master doesn't care, he just does what he wants to do, don't blame yourself for this." Ji Cheyu comforted in a low voice.

A picture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. A little boy in a mess was kneeling and covering his face by the fire, and a man who had aged several decades in an instant comforted him at a loss: "Hey, it's just a waste of a few years of life. It's not a big deal, I don't feel sad..."

Ji Cheyu blinked, let the scene in front of him disappear, and added: "What's more, judging by the domineering behavior of these people, even if you really hand over the cheats, there is a high possibility that you will be silenced."

Jiang Qiongxing thought for a while, then curled his lips: "That's true."

It's dead anyway, this organization is fighting her!
Ji Cheyu smiled, and stretched out his hand to Jiang Qiongxing: "Come on, this is an uphill, I'll hold you."

"En." Jiang Qiongxing obediently put his hand in his palm.

The two started to walk up, but the dim light of the Lingzhu lamp could only illuminate a small area in front of them, and they couldn't see what was further ahead.

Ji Cheyu stared at the ground in front of him, and said: "They have been chasing all the way and are not willing to give up. The secret book they want must be very precious. If you really find it, will you be willing to give it to them?"

Jiang Qiongxing thought for a while: "That should be able to sell for a lot of money, right? But it's a pity that they don't want to give money, and I don't have the ability to ask them for it, so I can just give it to them obediently... What's more, I am a miscellaneous spirit root, and I am destined to be unable to ascend.

If she were a mortal, she would be a little rich woman!

Don't be too flattered.

"Then you now..." Ji Cheyu recalled, in his impression, this little girl worked very hard.

Jiang Qiongxing sighed vicissitudes: "I cultivate immortality only to protect myself. If one day I can cultivate to the point where I am not afraid of people from this organization, I will be satisfied."

It's a pity that she originally thought that she would be almost done at the Foundation Establishment Stage, but she didn't expect the enemy to appear at the Golden Core Stage again, which is really desperate.

"Miscellaneous spirit roots may not necessarily be unable to ascend." Ji Cheyu said, "Although there are indeed no records of miscellaneous spirit roots ascending in the past, but other spirit roots can ascend, so why can't miscellaneous spirit roots?"

Jiang Qiongxing waved his hands with great heart: "There are so many people cultivating immortals in the whole world, it is difficult for one to ascend in a hundred years, and the one with a single spiritual root is not enough, which round will get me?"

This probability is even more difficult than winning the lottery. She considers herself to be just an ordinary person, and never thought that such a good thing would happen to her.

not to mention--

"So what if I ascend? Who knows what the world will be like after ascending?" She thought of the novels she had read in her previous life, and began to talk nonsense, "Maybe after ascension, she enters the upper realm and is still at the bottom of society, so she can continue to practice and climb up... The former proud son of heaven is suddenly knocked down to the bottom, so let's not mention whether his mentality will collapse for now—isn't this endless?"

I really don't know what is going on in this little girl's head every day.

Ji Cheyu nodded with a smile: "You're right. Feisheng is the food and grass hanging in front of mules and horses. It's just a deceptive bait. It doesn't make any difference whether it flies or not."

The two mere children in the qi refining stage spoke wild words in the silent and uninhabited depths of the ground, not afraid of the wind flashing their tongues at all.

……

After going uphill for a while, the passage ahead has obviously changed from just now.

"Is this an underground palace?" Jiang Qiongxing stretched out his hand, caressing the wall with obvious traces of excavation, and deduced.

"If it was a cultivator, the traces on the wall would not be so fine. They might have been chiseled out by mortals." Ji Cheyu said.

"But isn't this a secret realm that only cultivators can enter?" Thinking of the rampant monsters outside, Jiang Qiongxing found it unbelievable.

What kind of mortal could find this remote underground cave under the chasing and interception of so many monsters, and maybe even dig an underground palace inside?
"No, the predecessors of the secret realm are often fragments left over from the collapsed small world. It is not surprising that there are traces of mortals. Let's keep going, maybe we can find some clues." Ji Cheyu said.

The further you go, the heavier the artifacts will be.

The corridor gradually became wider, from only one or two people can only accommodate one or two people to walk, to almost enough for two carriages to drive side by side.The walls have also become smooth, with no traces of digging visible, as if thick soil has been smeared on it, and various complicated and peculiar patterns are carved.

Jiang Qiongxing stretched out her hand to touch it, and the soil of the past years had already dried and dried, leaving only a thin layer of dust on her fingertips, and the pattern bloomed on the bottom of her hand, extending to a place far away where the light of the spirit beads could not shine.

"You guessed it right, maybe this place really is an underground palace." Ji Cheyu raised the Lingzhu lamp to illuminate the patterns on the wall and above his head.

Beautiful and graceful, yet indecipherable.

Like something from another civilization.

"Let's go, let's see what's inside." Jiang Qiongxing said impatiently.

The passageway decorated with patterns is much shorter than before. Not long after the two walked, they saw a gate in front of them, which was also carved with delicate patterns. Unfortunately, a quarter of the part was broken, leaving only a big black hole.

"It seems that someone has been here." Jiang Qiongxing looked at the man-made gap at the bottom left of the door, feeling a little heartbroken.

This is a cultural relic!

The two came to the door.

The door was painted with some unknown material, and the cold light of the spirit bead lamp shone on it, refracting a strange and dazzling light, making it more and more apparent that there was a dark Shenren behind the hole on the lower left that occupied a quarter of the entire door.

Jiang Qiongxing was a little worried: "This won't be poisonous, right?"

Ji Cheyu looked down at her: "If you are afraid, you can take a detoxification pill first."

Oh yes, I forgot that I am an immortal cultivator now.

Just in case, Jiang Qiongxing still took a detoxification pill, and gave Sister Yu another one: "Let's go in."

The hole on the gate is just enough for an adult to bend over to pass through, which is even easier for Jiang Qiongxing, as long as he lowers his head slightly, he can enter.

"I'll go ahead, come here when I call you." Ji Cheyu said.

As he spoke, he bent down and walked through the hole with the Lingzhu lamp.

The light disappeared as he left, and Jiang Qiongxing stood in the dark, a little nervous, but fortunately, Sister Yu's voice sounded from behind the door soon: "Come here."

She couldn't wait to drill over.

(End of this chapter)