Chapter 1702 The story of a clay doll cultivating immortality (37)

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Qian Yan played with the remaining thunderball, but unfortunately the cloud gave up and ran away. It ran very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye. She didn't have time to throw it up.

If you throw this big one up, it will definitely blow up the cloud...

Obviously the things she interfered with were not many, and they were not as good as what the original owner had done. The original owner didn't seem to attract any punishment, right? This is weird.

She asked: "Didn't other temple immortals also interfere? Why not punish them?"

"Maybe it's because they practice incense and you don't practice incense."

Qian Yan shook his head: "I'm still afraid."

The original owner was not an incense cultivator. Every time he helped these ordinary people, he had to use up his own spiritual power. He participated in so many things and still did not incur the punishment cloud.

Maybe it's because of the incense, but there's a deeper meaning.

It didn't take long for the news about the Nixian Temple to spread a lot, and the incense here became even more prosperous.

People who come to worship Qian Yan are even more cautious than before, for fear of irritating her.

Especially looking at the thunder ball Qian Yan placed next to him, it was still shining with thunder and lightning. If that thing was thrown out, it would definitely make a big crater in the ground.

Within a few days, Qian Yan also learned about the assassination of Du Ruoqing and his party. Except for Lu Wenjing who disappeared, the rest were killed by the assassin.

"The Lu family just happened to meet General Lin who had returned home gloriously after making a meritorious service. General Lin and his people were looking for Lu Wenjing's whereabouts. It was initially determined that she might have jumped into the river and escaped. Is this why you don't want to exchange it with them?"

Qian Yan hummed: "I don't want to help them exchange."

Even if we haven't met him, forget it, we have brought him in front of her, and of course we have to do what she wants.

Liu Yuhuai didn't dwell too much on this matter. Perhaps he felt that he was more familiar with Qian Yan. He asked, "You said you would live here temporarily, what are your plans for the future?"

"It's still early. I'll go there in a few decades."

Liu Yuhuai paused, wondering if this matter had something to do with the survival of the willow tree spirits.

"How are those willow tree spirits doing with their cultivation?"

"Your technique is really good. They are progressing very smoothly. If there are no accidents, it will not be a problem to transform into another form within a hundred years. It is absolutely possible for the soul to temporarily separate from the main body."

While the two were still chatting, Lin Cuiyun brought her two children to the Nixian Temple.

It didn't take long before her legs were fully recovered and she had to deal with Chen Youjin's funeral affairs.

But now that there is no Chen Youjin, even if one leg cannot be used temporarily, it will not have a great impact on the lives of the three of them.

Lin Cuiyun came here specifically to thank Qian Yan. She believed that Master Nixian must know the consequences of the exchange.

From what happened with Liu Dani, it was shown that Master Nixian was looking after poor people like them who were struggling to survive.

She couldn't tell everyone about it, but she would keep it in her heart and never forget it.

Lin Cuiyun and the other three knelt down before Qian Yan and kowtowed vigorously. They said nothing.

After a while, he got up and left.

Walking to the entrance of Nixian Temple, Aunt Xu ran from outside and rushed to Lin Cuiyun. She grabbed her hard and couldn't suppress the excitement in her voice: "Cuiyun."

"Aunt Xu, what's wrong?"

"Cuiyun!" Aunt Xu's eyes turned red with excitement, "Your good days have come, you have survived."

Aunt Xu thought this was a double happiness. Lin Cuiyun's unlucky man who affected the lives of Lin Cuiyun and her children died. Now that good fortune has come, that man can't get any of it. Isn't that a good thing?

"Aunt Xu, what is going on?"


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