Xiuxian is like this

Zhu Qilan's breath was stagnant, and his eyes were shining, holding the quick silver: "It's a part of the inheritance that is missing, and there is also white tiger blood mixed in it. It needs to be purified with special techniques to distinguish it. It's not surprising that you can't see it."

After finishing speaking, she was taken aback for a moment, wondering if Lu Bei had gone to work behind her back again.

"I can understand the inheritance, how are you going to use the bloodline, turn it into a demon cultivator?" Lu Bei wondered.

"No, I have a compatible fate, and I can refine my blood into an avatar." Zhu Qilan said truthfully.

"Okay, you practice slowly, and I will come to see you some other day."

Lu Bei turned his head and left, leaving Zhu Qilan stunned in place. This dead ghost is so straightforward today, he came and went in a hurry, and he didn't even make out with her.

Weird, has it been modified?

"Right, I almost forgot."

Lu Bei turned back and hugged his slender waist for a while.

He turned his head and left, this time he didn't return.

Zhu Qilan: "..."

Sure enough, expecting him to reform is better than expecting the sun to come out from the west.

……

at the same time.

At the end of the battle in the secret realm, the Winged Fire Snake, who was forced to [-]v[-], failed to perform a miracle, and was sadly defeated by Lou Jingou's sword.

Ditu raccoon thanked Lou Jingou and Zhang Yuelu who were helping each other when they saw the injustice passing by, hurriedly left the inner layer of the secret realm, and found King Yuanxuan and four people under the cliff.

Seeing the four rushing to the street, his heart tightened, thinking that he was one step late.

After confirming that they were just in a coma and there was no danger to their lives, they settled down to wake them up.

"Brother Wang, this is..."

King Yuanxuan was dizzy, his mind was in a daze, and he couldn't remember what happened before he fell into a coma.

"This is not a place to talk, let's leave first." Ditu raccoon picked up King Yuanxuan, took out the token with ink characters, and was about to leave the secret realm.

"Wait a minute, the opportunity is still there."

King Yuanxuan pointed to the cliff, wondering what his intention was when he was attacked by thieves who left the treasure right in front of them and refused to pick it up.

"No matter it, Brother Wei has more important things to discuss with you."

"Brother Wang, think twice, what could be more important than a secret realm right now?"

King Yuanxuan was puzzled for a while, seeing Ditu raccoon's serious eyes, he was a little bit ecstatic, his body shuddered, and he said in a trembling voice: "Dare to ask Brother Wang, what you are talking about..."

"Exactly!"

6 Chapter Twenty

"What's the matter with the four of you, can you see the face of the attacker?"

Outside the secret area, three carts set up a teleportation formation, and Ditu raccoon took the opportunity to ask King Yuanxuan, and once the teleportation formation was completed, he stepped into it first.

King Yuanxuan followed closely behind, he really didn't have the slightest impression of who made the move.

In other words, he didn't know how he died.

……

When the camera turns, the magnificent temple is antique, and several linden trees are tall and straight.

The pure land is far away from the mortal world, hidden in the deep mountains and old forests, facing a cliff, quiet and indifferent, occasionally the sound of bells startled the surrounding birds.

On the cliffs and stone walls, the giant Buddha engraved on it is lifelike, lying or sitting, with a deep sense of Zen.

Xiongchu, Tennoji Temple.

Ditu raccoon was born in the royal family of Xiongchu. His surname was Gu and his first name was Yuanji.

He has a status in Tianwang Temple, he passed through calamity and became an immortal, and he won the position of presiding officer by persuading others with reasoning.

Because of the blood curse, the Xiongchu Ancient Family's lifespan is much shorter than other cultivators. No matter if they practice Buddhism or demon cultivation, no matter what level they reach, it is difficult to change their tragic fate of dying young.

King Yuanji was no exception, even if he cultivated to a realm that others would not be able to comprehend in ten lifetimes in a very short period of time, a short life would be a short life after all, and there was not much time left for him.

During this trip to the secret realm, he saw hope.

Xinyuehu holds one of the three artifacts of Xiongchu, and it is the most important seal of longevity. Recapturing this seal can extend the life of the ancient family for a hundred years.

For senior monks, a century is a snap of the fingers.

But for the Gu family, this snap of the fingers meant the end of hundreds of thousands of lives.

"Brother Wang, are you sure you read it correctly?" The matter was so important, King Yuanxuan asked in a solemn voice.

"If you misunderstood, I would like to cut off my head for you. Xinyuehu held the seal of longevity, comprehended the mystery, and sacrificed the five directions of thunder."

King Yuanji vowed: "If there is no accident, the thief who attacked you is also him... No, it must be him!"

At this time, he lost his disguise, his forehead was shiny, his eyebrows were thick and his eyes were square, and his appearance was mighty.

Needless to say, the figure of the Xiongchu ancient family is two meters in average, and all of them have long legs. Even relatively graceful women, such as Xin Lijun, are a head taller than Lu Bei when they are side by side.

"Why did he sneak up on me?"

"Steal blood!"

King Yuanji gave a natural answer, and said with a sneer: "Looking at his thin body, short hands and feet, he is not from my ancient family. Abusive tricks."

King Yuanxuan understood: "Brother Wang, do you know the true identity of Xinyuehu?"

"I don't know."

King Yuanji shook his head, there were several tomb guards under Qinglong, all of them were mysterious, and they rarely saw each other.

Qinglong himself has a mysterious origin, and has never shown his true colors to others. If he asks her about Xinyuehu's identity, he will definitely not be able to find an answer.

Fortunately, the problem was not that big. Based on his own observation of Xinyuehu, King Yuanji narrowed down the possible targets to a rough range. As long as a few conditions could be met, the person must be Xinyuehu.

"He has the cultivation base of crossing the catastrophe, and he is proficient in divination. His strategies are comparable to Qi Yanliluan Palace's Zangxingjue and Wu Zhouyunzhongge's Tianmengjue.

"Is it really that powerful?"

"Naturally not false."

King Yuanji explained: "Master Han of Liluan Palace, a monk in the Mahayana period, has met him before. Although the two of them haven't found out, it is conceivable that they have discussed divination."

"Palace Master Han...Han Miaojun...can she leave Xuantian Temple?"

King Yuanxuan was surprised, but others did not know that he had heard an interesting incident mentioned by King Yuanji.

Han Miaojun of Liluan Palace, an evil cultivator, arrogant and conceited, after completing his cultivation, he singled out the first-class cultivators from all over the world to smash the gates.

On Wuzhou's side, Dashan Temple refused female guests, and closed the mountain to avoid seeing them; Yunzhong Pavilion hid in the misty secret of Liusu Mountain, and the owner of the pavilion was a womanizer when an evil guest came to his door, and ran away overnight with the secret.

When it was Xiongchu's turn, Xuantian Temple couldn't run away, so Xue Dashan Temple closed its doors and disappeared.

Originally, this episode was over, but Han Miaojun had a bad mouth, and she could have fun even if the monk could have fun. He wanted to find a beautiful nun in Xuantian Temple to have fun, and then...

He suffered a big blow and was detained.

That is Xuantian Temple, the bald people are keen on fitness, and they like meat but not fishy. If it is changed to another mountain gate, Han Miaojun is so vegetarian, a small nest has already run all over the mountain.

"I didn't take it all down. Han Miaojun's stay in Xuantian Temple is only on the evil side. I don't know how happy I am to eat fast and chant Buddha every day." King Yuanji smiled coldly.

"Since Palace Master Han can leave as he pleases, why doesn't he go back to Qi Yan?" King Yuanxuan was amazed.

He is a demon cultivator, and he hates eating vegetarian food and reciting Buddha very much. He can't figure out that Han Miaojun is an evil cultivator, he is used to being free and loose, and the one who stays in Xuantian Temple has an evil side, so how can he be willing to be honest.

"Leaving Xuantian Temple, she will not be her."

"So that's how it was found by the Lord..."

King Yuanxuan suddenly realized, and suddenly, he realized that the topic had gone off track, and quickly turned back: "Brother Wang, do you have any instructions about Xinyuehu?"

"He confronts the enemy with a long sword, and he refuses to show his supernatural powers, but he doesn't know that I can see all the rough and rough sword moves and swordsmanship."

King Yuanji smiled coldly: "Secretly, he must be a person who has been famous for a long time, with great strength and heavy power, and no doubt about his physical fitness."

King Yuanji spoke quickly, and King Yuanxuan nodded repeatedly. One of the two brothers dared to speak, and the other dared to listen.

divination.

Body repair.

Soon, the search scope was narrowed down to a few mountain gates, but because of the long distance, they were not in Xiongchu territory. King Yuanxuan couldn't confirm it for a while, so he could only go back to make preparations, inform the king, and ordered to invite several people from Xuantian Temple The eminent monks went together.

The three artifacts are related to the lives of the Gu family. This time, God guides the way. Even if it is hard, the seal of longevity must be taken back.

After King Yuanxuan left, King Yuanji recruited another monk.

This is a middle-aged monk with a face like a crown of jade, with an excellent appearance, and his dharma name is Sirong. When Yuanxuan King is not at the gate of the mountain, he is in charge of the overall situation of Tianwang Temple.

Not tall, not long legs, not an ancient family.

"Sirong, it's important to let the magnificent intelligence agency flourish in your hands. I've thought about it and I can only leave it to you..."

Eggs can't be put in one basket, Xinyuehu is most likely still active in Xiongchu, Yuanji King recruited Sirong and asked him to use the intelligence network to find suspicious persons.

Sirong took the order to leave, sat quietly in the interpretation room for a while, took out a blue lamp and lit it.

He wrote and wrote, sprinkled hundreds of symbols, lit the paper with candlelight, burned it and sent the information.

After another moment, the same information was sent out again.

This time, it is not Xiongchu's intelligence network.

-

Qingqiu Palace.

Hu held the tea in his hands, blew on the cooling air, took a sip, and said without raising his eyes: "You kid can't see anyone for ten days and a half months, is there another vixen outside?"

Lu Bei pinched Hu Er's shoulder, and the corners of his mouth twitched when he heard this: "Mother, it's clear that you have retreated to consolidate your realm..."

"Ok?"

"To tell you the truth, my son has been feeling unwell recently. He has caught a cold and was afraid of infecting you, so he hasn't come to visit."

"Hehe, at your level of cultivation, you still get wind and cold?" Hu Er curled his lips, almost overworked.

Lu Bei shrugged, it was just a reason, why is it so serious, it's like a physical education teacher who is in good health, but still gets sick every week of the year.

"Mother, secret realm!"

"You kid, you don't want to take advantage of it yourself, and suddenly you are divided into half of your mother... Tell me, what are you so worried about?"

"What mother said, I'm not a big brother. I obey your old man's advice, and I'm naturally filial." Lu Bei carefully pinched Hu Er's shoulders, bragging about himself, and at the same time he didn't forget to pull Hu San over to step on him.

In the worst case, the effect was immediate, and he immediately became a filial son.

The secret realm was too dangerous, Lu Bei could only cry and wronged his godmother after thinking about saving the person next to him.

"It makes sense, but..."

Hu Er turned his head and looked at Lu Bei suspiciously: "My mother always feels that there is something wrong, you don't want to take advantage of it, it must be that the secret realm is too dangerous, you have no idea, so you dragged my mother to be unlucky."

"Mother was wronged!" Lu Bei sighed, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

After working hard, there are only so many hypocrisy, and I can't let it flow down.

"Okay, anyway, we're going to die together, so it's okay to go along with you."

Hu Er put down his teacup, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "But the ugly words are up front, there is one condition for my mother, if you don't agree, I won't go."

"Mother just say, where is the eldest brother buried?"

"I'm talking about Taifu, take her with you, because my mother can't find you when she is dying, so I have a junior to back me up."

"..."

As expected of you, eight hundred minds are not just talking, there are really so many.

Lu Bei readily agreed, and originally planned to invite Tai Tuo together, but with Hu Er's words, there is no need to make up excuses.

……

"The situation is like this. The godmother is afraid of being lonely, and when she is dying, she wants to find Mr. Tai Tuo as a companion."

After Lu Bei finished speaking, he looked at the silent Taifu in his arms, and clenched his hands: "Are you asking me something, is it okay or not?"