Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Kun-Lai Mountains, Zhaoyue Peak

After molesting Xiao Qing, Ji Yunlai brought Luo Chi.

"You can see luck, so you should also understand the art of heavenly calculation?" Ji Yunlai asked.

"I understand a little bit." The big treasure hunter Luo Chi said a little cautiously, his face was slightly red, because he was born with heavenly eyes, and he was a peerless talent who practiced Taiqing's "True Explanation of Seeing the Gods in Taixuan". The old monster sent not only took him personally, but also used a lot of benefits to get his grandmother to agree with him to practice Taiqing Dharma. It's just Pai Famen.

"Tell me." Ji Yunlai said calmly.

This is no problem, Luo Chi rarely has the opportunity to speak with Taoist Xing himself. Anyway, the deduction technique he learned is also from the Taiqing School, so selling it to connect with the Dao of Heaven will not have much impact.

……

It took three days and four nights to talk, and when he finished speaking, his cultivation was like Luo Chi, and he was also a little thirsty.

"Then I'll give it a try. Can you deduce the specific location of this person?" Hearing that he learned deeply, he can easily locate the whereabouts of people in the same realm. This is something he can't easily determine now. People, there are indeed differences. No wonder the Taiqing sect sent a demon saint to ask for someone. Ji Yunlai stretched out his hand and took out a strand of Yang Jinyin's hair from Taiyi Peak thousands of miles away.

"Here, I'll try. Last time I was arrested, my thousand-year-old tortoise shell was confiscated." Not daring to talk too much, Luo Chi took out a few copper coins.

Ji Yunlai thought for a while, then stretched out his hand to dig in the air, and took out a turtle shell for him: "Use this."

Luo Chi blushed and stretched out his hand to take it. He is an expert in identifying tortoise shells, but as soon as he got his hands, he was stunned: "God! This, this... this tortoise shell, yes, it is 10 years old, how is this possible? ?”

10,000+ years, why is he also a demon saint? ?How can you get it right away?

Ji Yunlai said calmly: "I borrowed it, use it, and I will return it to him after I use it up."

It's just that I didn't get the old turtle's consent.

Luo Chi was a little trembling, but he still tried his best to open his eyes and calculate seriously. After a series of extremely complicated spells, a gap was opened on his forehead, and a cold golden eye stared up and down at the tortoise shell. After a few breaths, a message came out. into Luo Chi's mind.

"The owner of this strand of hair is in the Eye of the South China Sea, near the Guixu. There is calamity but no danger. It just seems to be troubled and unable to get out." Luo Chi said seriously.

"Thank you, you did a good job." Ji Yunlai calculated for a moment, and found that the information was probably true, so he couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder.

It's really easy to use... From this point of view, this Luo Chi cannot be returned easily.

Luo Chi's heart beat like a drum after being praised, and he felt very happy.

But I don't know if it's an illusion, Luo Chi sensitively found that when he praised himself, it seemed that the apprentice next to Daoist Xing was very unhappy.

In addition, is it his eyesight? Why is the luck of their master and apprentice so strong?

It's almost inseparable...

As he thought about it, he reluctantly returned the tortoise shell to Taoist Xing... He really seemed to want it, this shell was simply the best treasure he had ever taken.

"Can you lend me a few days?" He was still reluctant to let go.

"Ask him." Ji Yunlai waved his hand, and Luo Chi felt that in a blink of an eye, he had already come in front of a huge cloud turtle... He was ugly because he had no shell!

The cloud turtle without a shell looked at the sky with a bleak face, with burn marks on its head and tail. Then someone's tall eyes rolled and landed on Luo Chi who was holding the turtle shell tightly.

Luo Chi: "..."

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under the abyss

A quiet and gentle current continued silently along the river bank.

The water of the river is yellowish, but the sky on both sides of the bank is a strange day and month, as if the light from this bank cannot reach the other bank of the river.

Under the sun, wormwood grows overgrown by the river on this bank, and on the other bank, there are countless flowers blooming without roots and leaves. Occasionally, petals fall into the water, and they are melted by the turbid river water, leaving no traces.

A man in Tsing Yi stood quietly among the wormwood bushes, staring at the other side with a peaceful expression. His face was elegant and unparalleled, and his eyes that seemed to be filled with stars were a little sad and relieved. A drop of blood fell on the grass, as if soaked in paper. page, disappears.

After a long time, he saw the blood slowly condensed and turned into a pocket human figure in his palm. If the Kunlai disciples saw this human figure, they might go up and hand out a sword.

"The feeling of dying is a little uncomfortable." Qiu Yuansheng rubbed his neck with lingering fears. Master An's sword cut ten thousand years from his body, and only then did he feel happy. At the moment of death , he realized that he actually didn't really want to die. The feeling of being melted in Wangchuan just now was also very scary, and he didn't want to recall...

"It's a good thing to finally have something that can scare you." The high priest stared at the palm figure and smiled.

"I thought you didn't care about me." Qiu Yuansheng smiled.

"You are my closed disciple, why don't you care about it." The high priest said softly, "It's just that there is a trace of the spirit of Taoist Xing in your soul, and you didn't leave until you entered the River of Forgetfulness."

"It seems that you have already planned, so what are we going to do next?" Qiu Yuansheng tilted his head, "Don't talk about continuing to deal with Kunlai, I don't think you can find anything from Taoist Xing .”

The high priest was silent for a moment, and then sighed quietly: "I can only think of another way, but even if I don't do it, someone will do it, luck is fighting for dodging, there is no mercy, Asheng."

"Yes," Qiu Yuansheng looked up, "I'll listen to you."

"Are you interested in going to Purple Cloud Road?" the high priest said softly.

"I'm not very interested, but I can go." Qiu Yuansheng nodded. The priest must have prepared his body for him, so he asked a little excitedly, "Are we going to deal with Ziyun Dao?"

"Well, Daoist Yuan of the Taiqing sect wants us to do a little favor. You have to be careful, I have called your soul out of Wangchuan, which has already angered the water of the underworld. If you die again within a hundred years, it will be a true death." His soul is gone." The high priest warned.

"Teacher must be careful." Qiu Yuansheng said seriously.

The high priest nodded slightly, looking at the sun and the moon in the sky, still a little regretful: "Look, Asheng, the sun and the moon are in the same sky in Mingtu, and it will only be for a while."

"If you miss it, you will miss it." Qiu Yuansheng disapproved, "An opportunity not seized is not considered an opportunity."

"By chance, I'm talking about this moment. Back then, I took advantage of this time to recruit his soul." The high priest said slowly, "That Taiyan Tianshu cost me a thousand years of practice."

Qiu Yuansheng knew who he was talking about, and the only one who could make the great priest suffer was Xing Daozhu.

"At that time, he really couldn't see the ability he has today, but it's a pity that he will eventually become an enemy with a single thought." The high priest smiled softly, "One day in a thousand years, if you have to wait for this celestial phenomenon to appear, it will be another thousand years, a thousand years ah , and have to wait another thousand years."

"Perhaps, it's been 1 years, and those people locked up on the other side have already..." Gone?Qiu Yuansheng still knew something.

"If that's the case, it's also a relief." The high priest looked at the river bank and sneered, "But no, we Kunlai survivors have long been made into human pillars with the body of the Great Profound Dragon Qi and imprisoned on the other side. If one can be sacrificed, one will come out.”

He came from there, and he knows all these things very clearly. Only when Prince Daxuan is born, Emperor Xuan will find a bereaved family who matches his prince's destiny from the forbidden area, cast a spell, and become the prince's protection.

Qiu Yuansheng shrank his neck, bravely pushed the topic away: "The Taiqing faction troubled Ziyun, have they finally lost their composure?"

He heard from the great priest that the human race has cultivated for thousands of years, and they are already showing signs of rejuvenation, and the dragon veins are on the rise. Back then, when Daxuan established the country, it was also because the great ancestor was born in response to the dragon veins of heaven and earth, and wiped out the head of the four great sects ten thousand years ago. After Kunlai, it took Kunlai to accumulate dragon energy for tens of thousands of years to prosper all the way.

"Naturally, Taoist Xing's West Continent has become a dragon of its own. Taoist Ning still wants to stabilize the inheritance of the Taiqing, so he has to take action. How can he let go of the luck of other human races." The high priest raised his head, " Now I can only cooperate with him, but it's just too late... Forget it, let the clansmen wait, anyway, ten thousand years have passed, and this thousand years is not bad."

The old man who accepted Ji Yunlai back then was also the one that Kunlai escaped ten thousand years ago, but looking at it now, it is really hard to tell which side is worse.

"Where will the dragon veins of the human race be determined this time?" Qiu Yuansheng was eager to try, and it would definitely be a bloodbath, "Besides, sacrifice, if everything depends on luck, then the struggle of us people is not too ridiculous Is it gone?"

He doesn't really believe in these things.

"In the Eye of the South China Sea, near Guixu, as for your second question—Ah Sheng, luck is only an external force, and only those with a brain can use it." The high priest had a contemptuous look on his face, "Otherwise, Daxuan back then Evacuate the luck of the human race for thousands of years, and the country will not be backlashed and subjugated. Similarly, Xing Daozhu was the one who was backlashed by the luck of the heavens back then, and he was able to be reborn from the desperate situation and recreate the universe. Therefore, luck can certainly let One person, one faction is going smoothly for the time being, if you don’t know how to use them well, there will be a day when you will get your luck back.”

"So that's it," Qiu Yuansheng nodded vigorously, "Your apprentice has been taught."

"Be careful now. Say it again, this is your last life. Don't take it as seriously as before. Be careful in everything." The high priest warned, "This life is no longer a dream."

"Understood, I must be careful," Qiu Yuansheng nodded, 100 years is all it takes, as long as he doesn't die within a hundred years, he can still continue to roam, but he really has to be careful in this hundred years.

The author has something to say: Qiu Xiaoxiao wants to get rid of the dream he thought, his death is meaningful, don't be afraid that he will continue to cause trouble, he will not appear for the time being, the next time he appears will be when the main line of Zhongzhou is drawn out, and he will feel the true life and harmony. died.

As compensation for making them angry, tomorrow's double update, do you want to watch Black Snake or Big Brother or Xiaoqing's "Once you enter the teacher's door, it's as deep as the sea" (you know:))?