[Quick Transmigration] I sleep for 100 years

Nishizawa naturally didn't sleep for 100 years, although he wanted to do so very much.

Because although he doesn't like the things in this secret realm, for Luo Anjin and the three of them at this stage, some things are still very good.

Relying on their understanding of the original text and their keen sense of smell, the four of them continued their journey of treasure hunting after leaving the pool.

Eight times out of ten, I collided with the leading duo.

"Oh, what a coincidence, we meet again." Caesar greeted Gu Jin with a smile.

The gentle smile on Gu Jin's face, who had already cast a shadow on Caesar's smile, seemed a little stiff: "...Yeah, what a coincidence."

He simply suspected that these people were following them, okay? Every time he and Lu Heng found something good, these people would entangle them like shadows, but he and Lu Heng checked carefully, and found nothing at all. tracked traces.

He was sure that there was a treasure-hunting mouse in the hands of Caesar and the others, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why there were so many coincidences.

If it wasn't that he couldn't beat him, he wouldn't have given up those treasures, okay?

so tired.

Not to mention that Gu Jin could hardly maintain that iconic spring-like smile, even Lu Heng's face became gloomy.

But the ugly faces were ugly, and the two still had to hold their noses to agree with Caesar on how to distribute the new treasure this time - the fifth-order spirit grass Xuedrophua.

Numbly watching Nishizawa take out a stack of lightning-attribute talismans and blast the black dragon guarding Xuedihua into a scorched outside and tender inside, Gu Jin and Lu Heng stepped forward to make up the sword three times. Five divided by two sent the black flood dragon to reincarnate.

I can still get half of the Snowdrop Flower, which is worth it this time. After all, if it were someone else, I am afraid that even if he and Lu Heng discovered it first, they would not get a little share.After all, the world of comprehension follows the law of the jungle.

Thinking about it this way, Caesar is also a very good person, Gu Jin thought.

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Gu Jin's expression cracked.Looking at Caesar on the other side, Gu Jin put Xuedihua into her storage bag.

He must have been accidentally struck by Caesar's talisman just now, so he had the illusion.

I hope I don't encounter them again next time.Gu Jin made a wish that he didn't even believe would be successful.

In fact, this wish did not succeed.

Because on the fifth day after their separation this time, they met again.

"Oh, what a coincidence, we meet again."

"..." Gu Jin felt that she would never laugh again.

He and Lu Heng managed to get all the treasures without Caesar's trouble, but when they were about to leave, they suddenly felt dizzy, and when they opened their eyes, they saw Caesar's smiling face.

Looking at the stiff faces of Gu Jin and Gu Jin, Luo Anjin raised the corners of her lips.When they met Caesar, the two of them were frequently deflated.Although I said I didn't want to hate them, but I couldn't like them after all.

Si Fanqing accidentally saw his smile, and frowned slightly, as if he was deep in thought.

"Daoist Qingze." Someone called him, "You're here too?" There was a hint of surprise and shyness in the voice.

Si Fanqing was a little impatient when his thoughts were interrupted, looked at Shui Miaomiao who was blushing, nodded, and did not speak.

Shui Miaomiao was a little disappointed, but she also knew that Si Fanqing had this kind of temperament, so she quickly cheered up, her beautiful eyebrows frowned, and she said with worry on her face: "I don't know what's going on, I'm leaving with my junior sisters. I was thinking about it, but suddenly appeared here, and my junior sisters were all gone, I thought for a long time but I didn’t have any thoughts, I don’t know if Daoist Qingze knows anything?”

Before Si Fanqing could speak, a soft and charming voice said first: "Mr. Qingze just came here, so you rushed forward to ask. We stayed here for a long time, why didn't you ask?" Me, I think you are worried about your junior sister being fake, and wanting to take the opportunity to talk to Daoist Qingze is the truth."

The person who spoke was Lao Hongkou, the leader of the Acacia Sect, with a beautiful appearance. Her attractive figure was wrapped in a translucent red gauze, half concealed, and her whole body was full of explicit and seductive smells, which made people think.She and Shui Miaomiao in a pink shirt are completely two extremes.

"If you want to pursue it, just say it, don't be awkward and find an excuse, you Misty Sect disciples are really boring." Hong Kou said mockingly with disdain in his eyes.

"You...I'm not..." Shui Miaomiao blushed even more after being punctured, she quietly raised her eyes to look at Si Fanqing, hoping that Si Fanqing could speak for her and get her out of this embarrassing situation.

However, Si Fanqing was destined to disappoint her.

Si Fanqing actually asked Hong Kou directly: "Fairy Hong Kou, do you know what's going on?"

Hong Kou smiled: "I don't know."

Shui Miaomiao: "I've said so much, you don't know."

Hong Kou counterattacked unceremoniously: "But you didn't know that I didn't know before. When you didn't know that I didn't know, you actually went to ask the person who came after me, aren't you sick? "

Shui Miaomiao's eyes were red with anger, but her mouth was not sharp enough. She opened and closed her lips several times, but only said "you". Before speaking for her.

Hong Kou looked at her eyes and smiled even happier: "Do you want someone to talk to you for you? You don't even look at who are there. They are not those brainless monks. When you look at your little eyes, they just Don’t care about anything and rush forward.”

After finishing speaking, she didn't care about Shui Miaomiao who was about to cry, and gave Si Fanqing a charming smile, which was quite free and easy: "Mr. Qingze, although I don't know what's going on, but I have a vague idea in my heart. If I want to say something, I would like to ask Lord Dao and everyone to see if my analysis is reasonable."

As soon as she said this, everyone fell silent.

"I was the first to come here. According to my observations, the lowest level of cultivation here is the middle stage of Golden Core, except for a few casual cultivators I don't know about." At this point, Hong Kou smiled at Caesar, "The bones are all under three hundred years old. And the hall we are in looks a lot like an ancient temple."

She pointed to the mural behind her: "I just saw it. The paintings on it are all spirit beasts, many of which I have never seen before."

At this time, the male cultivator in blue robes said, "Indeed, some of them are spirit beasts that existed only ten thousand years ago." It was thousands of years ago.

Not far away, a young-looking but white-haired cultivator also added: "There are also many formations carved on the pillars of the main hall, as if something is sealed."

"If I'm not mistaken, this is probably a test for the few of us, and those who pass the test are very likely to obtain rare treasures in the world, or even inheritance." Hong Kou nodded in agreement with what the two of them said, speaking There was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.

But none of the people present laughed at her, because if there was a real inheritance, they would be even more excited.

A smile flashed in Caesar's eyes. This red gangster seemed to have a carefree personality, but his thoughts were the most meticulous among all the monks present, so he dared to guess.

Because this place is indeed the palace left by a certain ancient power.

There are a total of 11 people gathered in the hall now, namely Shui Miaomiao from Misty Sect, Hong Bandit from Hehuan Sect, Guyu from Beast Control Sect, Shangguan Wenhao from Shangqing Sect, Mu Xuanji from Zhengyi Sect, and Heng, Gu Jin, and Caesar and the others.

As the old saying goes, he is taciturn, and his heart is completely attached to his own spirit beast, while Shangguan Wenhao is a madman of cultivation, and although Mu Xuanji is always smiling, he is alienated and indifferent.

None of these three will be meddlesome to participate in the war between the two women. At first glance, the three of Caesar are also people who don't mind meddling, while Gu Jin and Lu Heng are concentrating on arguing with Caesar , There is no time to look at the surrounding situation at all, so Hong Kou said to let Shui Miaomiao see who is around.

However, although Hong Kou's words are very reasonable and logical, but everyone stood here for a long time, and did not notice any movement.

So after discussing for a while, everyone grouped up and wandered around the hall to observe the situation.

Luo Anjin offered to go to the west corner of the hall with Lie Huo, and Caesar and Si Fanqing went to the east corner of the hall.

A set of tea tables was placed in the east corner, Caesar's eyes lit up.

Seeing Caesar's expression, Si Fanqing smiled inwardly, and took the initiative to help cast a small spell to clean the tables and chairs, and then took out the teapot set from Luo Anjin from the storage bag , After brewing the unused Bingdi lotus petals with hot water last time, handed them to Caesar who was already sitting obediently on the chair.

This series of actions he performed so smoothly was pleasing to the eye, as if he had done it countless times and knew it by heart, but in fact this was the first time he made tea for Caesar.

He said: "The time is a bit short, maybe the soaking is not good."

Caesar took a sip comfortably, squinted his eyes slightly, and the expression on his face told Si Fanqing that he was very satisfied.

Si Fanqing softened his brows and looked at Caesar quietly.None of these two people went to investigate the situation seriously.

The corners of Gu Jin's eyes twitched as he happened to walk by.

what did he see !

The ninth-level sacred flower, Bingdilian, is actually used to make tea, what a waste of everything!

Could it be that he made a mistake, in fact, it is not a Bingdi lotus, but an ordinary lotus, which looks a little like a Bingdi lotus, and smells a little like a Bingdi lotus, Gu Jin thought to himself.

He turned to go back, and if he didn't see it, he didn't hurt it.

But just as he took a step, the hall trembled suddenly. The formations carved on the pillars in the hall shone with dazzling golden light, and then everyone discovered that the spirit beasts in various poses on the murals were alive!