Good news, the elder is gone

After searching the land of Qingming Mountain overnight, and after confirming that there was nothing good, Xue Wangliu made a decisive attack, led the whole family and headed straight to the Sun Moon Library.

Si Zhen was driven back to Huahanzong by him, and told him that no matter what happened or heard, he would stay in Huahanzong and play by ear, with safety as the top priority.

Xue Wangliu, who arrived with Ding Hong and Nianshu all day and night, took off the bamboo hat on his head, stood in front of the window, and nodded to Yi Mingye and Xu Jiqing who had already entered the fighting state: "The response is good. But if The next time a monk appears in front of you without a sound, remember not to copy someone, you will definitely not be able to beat him, just run away."

Xu Jiqing was still holding a white bone brush with a vigilant face at first, even if the person in front of him had Xue Wangliu's face on his face, he didn't really believe it, but suddenly a bald head appeared at the door.

The hundred-year-old smell of Buddhist cultivation directly knocked Xu Jiqing down, and he slumped on the chair behind him.

This is the taste, authentic.

"Hurry up, let Nianshu take back his spiritual power!" Xu Jiqing gasped and shouted, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

"Although, you have been dead for many years, and you can't die any more." Xue Wangliu came in behind Nianshu who was holding Ding Hong, seeing Xu Jiqing's hopeless appearance, couldn't help but sighed .

"Auntie." Yi Mingye smiled at Xue Wangliu, then nodded at Nianshu behind him, and finally looked at Ding Hong in his arms and asked, "What's wrong with Ding Hong?"

Xue Wangliu: "I'm getting old, and I'm tired of flying and I don't want to leave, so I let Nianshu carry me here."

Ding Hong waved his wings at Yi Mingye as a greeting.

"Didn't Auntie tell us to send a letter back, why did you come here without waiting for the news? If they have an ambush or other preparations, wouldn't it be their trick?" Yi Mingye said.

Xue Wangliu hadn't spoken yet, but Nianshu frowned and asked softly, "They? Is there anyone else here?"

"Just now we stopped the owner's little boy. He said that the owner has been away for a few days, and five guests came to receive him just after he came back today." Xu Jiqing took a sip of the teacup with trembling hands, "But he didn't know that Who are the five guests?"

Xue Wangliu laughed instead, looking at Ming Ye at the side and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you sure there are five people?"

"I'm sure." Yi Mingye saw Xue Wangliu sneered, and immediately understood: "Auntie thinks it's the five elders of Shangjiao Zhengyu of Miaoyinlou Palace?"

Xue Wangliu pursed her lips: "Otherwise, who else is there? Five old flies came here after smelling the smell of excrement. I really don't know if it's appropriate to praise them for their good noses or scold them for eating excrement."

Standing beside him, Nianshu suddenly folded his hands together and echoed softly: "Amitabha, it should be both."

Xu Jiqing paused while holding the teacup, felt a smell in his nose for a moment, couldn't help but smashed his mouth, put down the teacup and looked at Xue Wangliu and said: "We are all educated civilized people, can we be more careful when we speak? ?”

Yi Mingye hit the nail on the head, and said coldly: "Didn't you just say that our Huahan Sect are all uneducated Snow Mountain people, haven't you read any books?"

Xu Jiqing choked, and subconsciously looked at Xue Wangliu and explained: "It's just a cliché at the time, it's not sincere, you must not listen to his nonsense."

Xue Wangliu waved his hand: "It's not a big problem. It's true that there is no culture that doesn't like reading. You're right."

He told Yi Mingye to sit down too, let go of the paper butterfly in his hand, and let it fall into his palm, turning it into a piece of paper full of words.

Xue Wangliu glanced quickly, then crumpled the paper in his palm and burned it to ashes, looked at Yi Mingye and said, "So, apart from that boy, no one has seen Young Jane these days?"

"Yes." Xu Jiqing nodded, "The owner of the museum has not come to class for several days, and his class has been taken by other masters."

Xue Wangliu asked again: "In this case, the boy should be the closest person to him now, doesn't he see anything strange?"

Yi Mingye said: "Judging from the way he speaks, it seems that he didn't find anything wrong. Besides, my uncle just came back today, if there is something strange, maybe it will take a few days to be noticed."

He looked at Xue Wangliu and asked: "Auntie, you said that Uncle Nian may be in danger, but he is a Mahayana monk after all. Although he is in poor health, he uses the formation technique superbly, and he is backed by the Sun Moon Library. Who is going to harm him?"

"This..." Xue Wangliu lowered his eyes and thought for a while, after all, he didn't say Yuguang's name, but said: "I'm not sure who it is now, I can only say that there are a few candidates, it's better not to say. "

Seeing this, Nian Shu answered the call immediately, and asked Yi Mingye with a smile, "I wonder if Senior Brother Yi feels better?"

"It's all healed, and now my head doesn't hurt anymore." Yi Mingye said politely, then paused suddenly, looked at Nianshu carefully, frowned and said, "Auntie, Junior Brother Nianshu is already an out-of-body monk ?"

Xue Wangliu nodded: "That's right, it's only a couple of days until I cross the catastrophe and become the God of Transformation."

As soon as the words fell, Xu Jiqing was choked by the tea and coughed for a long time before he recovered. He looked at Nianshu with red eyes: "Why is he going to become a god? How old is he! He's still a child!"

Forced to become a child, I couldn't help but said: "Three thousand years old, he is indeed a big child."

Nianshu: ...

Nianshu said slowly, "Amitabha, in terms of practice, age is not important."

"Although it's not important, practice is like building a house on flat ground. If the foundation is not strong, it will only take a moment for tall buildings to rise and fall in the future." Yi Mingye said, looking at Xue Wangliu, and said: "This is still your aunt. Told me."

Xue Wangliu nodded: "It is true that I told you, but Nianshu's situation is special, you will know in the future, don't worry."

He turned his head and glanced at Xu Jiqing, whose eyes were still red, clicked his tongue and said, "You're almost done, your eyes are so sore that your eyes are red, be careful that the eyeballs will fall out later, and you will have to stuff them in."

"Why, I was the one who formed the alchemy first, and I was the one who came first." Xu Jiqing stared at Xue Wangliu, "If you fix something good for him, you can fix it for me too."

Xue Wangliu: "I'm sorry, I let the children develop freely and grow wildly."

"It's boring." Xu Jiqing pursed his lips, took another sip of tea and said, "If you really want to know if something happened to Director Nian, it's easy. I'm willing to try it for you."

Xue Wangliu frowned, looked at him and said, "You don't need to take risks."

"It's not a risk, but I do have some questions to ask." Xu Jiqing took out a blue book from his pocket, and shook it at Xue Wangliu, "Although the quantity is not large, the quality is very high."

Xue Wangliu: ...

It is indeed a billion points.

"I took these questions and went to find Director Nian. If he can't answer or make excuses to shirk, then he is not the real director of Nian. If he can answer, I will observe again." Xu Jiqing held the blue paper The notebook was stuffed into his arms, "However, I guess it's hard for anyone except curator Nian to answer these questions."

"Amitabha, it's a bit too risky." Nianshu frowned, "What if he can't answer?"

Xu Jiqing paused: "I can't afford to have fun like this."

"Why don't I go with Xu Xianyou." Yi Mingye said, "After all, I am a cultivator who transforms spirits. If anything happens, I can resist it. I have enough time for my aunt to come."

Xue Wangliu shook his head as soon as he heard it: "That man is a cultivator who crosses the catastrophe, not you, a cultivator who transforms himself into a god, can resist one or two."

The room suddenly became quiet because of the word Transcending Tribulation Cultivator. Everyone felt something about the Thunder Tribulation a few days ago. They didn't know who it was, and never thought that the boss was actually opposite me.

Xu Jiqing's mood was particularly complicated. He looked to the left as his student who was about to transform into a god, to his right as a fellow Taoist, and to the front as a brother of the Mahayana. Now another monk who crossed the catastrophe came, and he was forcibly carried to a different place. own realm.

For some reason, he now feels that he needs a pipe for two puffs.

"Xu Jiqing is right. It is indeed necessary to test it out, but he must not be allowed to go alone." Xue Wangliu thought for a while and looked at Xu Jiqing with a sudden smile, and asked softly: "Ah Jiqing, the one in your library Students love to read, right?"

Xu Jiqing nodded: "That's for sure, the quality of the students in our library is very high."

Xue Wangliu stretched out his hand and clenched it into a fist, and looked at Xu Jiqing with piercing eyes: "Then unite all the knowledge-seeking students."

Of course it is necessary to ask questions, but you can't ask them alone, you have to ask many students together, it is best to ask people who have ancestors who have crossed the catastrophe period at home.

It is you Yunxia Island.

After specifying the target group, Xue Wangliu patted Xu Jiqing on the shoulder: "Comrade, be careful and don't force yourself. When these messy things are over, I will give you two sets of ancient books and take you to Huahanzong to sit down." sit."

He lowered his voice and said, "Huahanzong has a big library, you understand."

There is nothing to understand, Xu Jiqing gave Xue Wangliu a firm look, took a few books and went out with his head held high.Seeing him go, Yi Mingye frowned at Xue Wangliu and said, "Auntie, is this going to be reckless? It's better to plan well."

"We are planning, and they are also planning. The more planning is getting slower now, it is better to plan while doing it." Xue Wangliu sneered, raised his hand to smooth his drooping temple hair, and said softly: "Your junior brother's The thunder calamity is coming, and the transformation god thunder calamity is not as good as before, I need you to do me a favor."

Yi Mingye said: "Auntie just give orders."

"If everything goes well with Xu Jiqing, when he takes his students to look for Young Jian, your junior brother will pass the catastrophe, and then you will protect the Dharma for me by his side, and don't let others disturb him." Xue Wangliu said.

Yi Mingye frowned: "Where is that aunt going?"

"Go to your Uncle Nian's residence." Xue Wangliu took a sip of tea, turned to look at Yi Mingye and smiled: "If this young Jane is fake, then where is your real Uncle Nian?" where?"

Yi Mingye was stunned, and the man beside him chanted Amitabha, frowned and said, "Master, it's a risk."

"Don't worry, I have a measure." Xue Wangliu turned to look at him and smiled: "You just have to go through the tribulation well."

The author says:

Xu Jiqing: The taste of dying is too strong.

Nianshu: ...

Got it: oh my god do I smell?Did Xueliu smell it too?

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Thank you mackerel x8n7kjfoihy for the food