Little Huzi was very puzzled: "We encountered that big stone on the chest accidentally, and we didn't take the initiative to embarrass our ancestor. In that case, what should the master do to be a filial disciple?"
An Qingli raised his lips and said: "As a filial disciple, if you see your ancestor smashing rocks and being humiliated, you will probably rush forward immediately and save your ancestor; or you may immediately notify the sect and invite the sect to investigate the situation. But I don't care.
No, I chose to stay put and watch the show to find out."
The little Pegasus added: "I still enjoy watching it."
Xiao Jintan laughed and said, "Everyone watched it with gusto."
Xiao Huzi said happily: "In that case, the master is indeed not a good disciple. But it was so funny that the ancestor smashed the big rocks. I will never forget it in my life."
The little ones laughed again.
After laughing, Xiao Lingxi said worriedly: "But my ancestor was too generous for Xiao Cui'er, but Xiao Cui'er can't even remember who the ancestor is, and Xiao Cui'er has already been
I have a sweetheart. Hey, what should I do, ancestor?"
"It's really difficult for Qi Wu." Xiao Jintan asked, "Qingli, what do you think Qi Wu is planning to do."
An Qingli sighed and said: "My ancestor didn't even take the perfect opportunity to save the beauty. He has probably made up his mind to silently protect Xiao Cuier in this life."
"Ah, guard me silently." Xiao Lingxi lamented, "That ancestor is so pitiful, wouldn't he have to watch Xiao Cuier fall into the arms of other men, marry and have children with other men, and kiss other men?
Me me.”
"It's heartbreaking and tormenting." Xiao Huzi also pretended to be melancholy and sighed.
"Then what can we do?" Several little ones discussed together heatedly, "Snatch the mortal little Tweety away, let the mortal little Tweety fall in love with the ancestor, and then wait for the mortal little Tweety to wither and age little by little.
In the arms of the ancestor?"
An Qingli said: "People know their own joys and sorrows. The ancestor's own joys and sorrows are his own. Let's repair and repair this indifferent Tianxuan first."
A few of the little ones cheered up and agreed.
An Qingli followed the seven people to a branch of the Tianxuan Gang.
Although it is a separate helm, the black walls and gray tiles are very majestic, and the two ferocious large stone lions at the door are also very majestic.
There are two doormen standing on the left and right of the door. They are also as black and strong as bears, and they look extremely intimidating.
The three golden signs of "The Chosen Gang" hang high.
Xiao Huzi saw that the sign was an eyesore, so he suggested that he just go up and kick the sign to pieces.
However, An Qingli was accustomed to making decisions before taking action. He would first find out the high-level combat strength of the Tianxuan Gang and then decide on a strategy.
The plaque is easy to kick, but if you kick out a hidden golden elixir period, it will be a bit troublesome.
There was no trace of the formation in this secular world's branch, so An Qingli put the concealment talisman on and stepped straight in through the gate.
There were two strong men like black bears at the door, looking straight ahead without noticing at all.
An Qingli put his hands behind his back, stepped into the helm, stood in the center of the yard, and looked out with his consciousness. The entire helm layout appeared in the sea of consciousness, with a dedicated training room, a meeting hall, a helm warehouse, and
Servant room.
Several women in the servant's room were still whispering, thinking that no one else could hear them, but the content of their conversation reached An Qingli's ears clearly.
These women are young and have a look of fear on their faces. They must have just joined the helm not long ago.
A mortal woman complained that the men here were ugly and smelly. She was scared when she saw them and wanted to leave here.
Another woman said that not only the grown men were ugly and smelly, but even the half-grown children were as muscular as monsters and very scary.
Then someone else spoke in a very low voice and said that she had seen with her own eyes a few strong black women with beards, who looked neither male nor female, and she almost cried in fear.
Several young women exclaimed, with tears in their eyes, lamenting their misfortune, being sold here by their families to be slaves.
But some people cried and comforted the people around them, saying that compared to those weird women who were forced to be neither men nor women, saying that they were just servants, they were better off.
Here, the servants were secretly discussing, and in the training room over there, a strong female body cultivator punched an equally strong man down.
There was a roar of cheers in the practice room. The female practitioners applauded the winning practitioner, while the male practitioners were furious and wanted to nominate another male practitioner to compete with the female practitioner.
If it weren't for Tianxuan to help the common people, the scene in the practice room in front of us would still look like a good scene.
An Qingli continued to spread his consciousness and found a man in power with a normal figure and a fifth level of Qi cultivation. His head, neck and hands were all covered with pearls, emeralds and jade. He was in high spirits in the warehouse.
Counting the money.
There is an eye-catching red coral in this treasure house, which should be priceless in the secular world, but in the eyes of the monks, it is just a decoration.
An Qingli held the concealment talisman and silently walked towards the treasure house. He punched out and knocked out a gatekeeper disciple. He quickly moved his body and followed the same pattern, knocking out another strong disciple with a punch.
Two strong men lay on the ground in the blink of an eye.
With a "squeak" sound from the door, An Qingli pushed the door open and entered the treasure house, a room full of jewels.
"who?!"
The man in charge of the sub-rudder held a jade Buddha statue in his arms, looked at the door that was suddenly pushed open, and spoke warily.
However, the door was just open, and no one was visible.
The person in charge of the helm immediately used his spiritual consciousness to explore, but the door suddenly closed at this time.
"Who is pretending?"
The man in power yelled angrily and was about to shout for people to come to help, but An Qingli kicked him down and he fell to the ground like a bastard.
"Calm down." An Qingli said calmly.
"Rat, why don't you dare to show up!" The man in power, who was covered in pearls and emeralds, looked a bit like a man in power. He was kicked to the ground and threatened with words, "Do you know who is above me, how dare you do this?
How bold and bold!”
An Qingli said calmly: "Oh, who is above you? Come and listen."
The person in power was lying on the ground in a panic. He rolled his eyes and listened to the meaning of the other party's words. He knew that the person coming was a bastard. He might just be a hot-blooded child who wanted to fight against injustice. As long as he used the name of the superior and threatened him, he would be done.
Not enough to be afraid of.
"I have Patriarch Tianyou, Patriarch Tianling, and Patriarch Tianxuan above me. If you know what I am doing, let me go immediately."
An Qingli raised his eyes and asked again: "Your ancestor is really that powerful. Where is he and what kind of cultivation is he? Tell me."
The person in charge said proudly: "Of course the three ancestors are sitting in the main altar. They are all the most powerful in building foundations. They can fly with swords and control the wind with my own eyes. I have seen it with my own eyes. You are a junior who knows how to do evil things.
, don’t bring about your own destruction, be careful that a few ancestors will destroy you.”