An Qingli said solemnly: "This disciple is sincerely doing good for the master, and I ask the master not to act impulsively."
Mu Sheng almost jumped, pointed at An Qingli, and scolded An Qingli directly, even loudly.
Ancestor Qi Xian was watching from the side. Little Pegasus stood up and stamped, then lay down at the feet of Ancestor Qi Xian, watching the pair of master and disciple quarreling.
Mu Sheng said angrily: "Evil disciple, why don't you think about it? Master, if you fly earlier, those spiritual stone pills, as well as the two money trees in the small mirror lake, will all be yours."
An Qingli calmly said: "Apprentice, don't be impatient. Master, don't be impulsive. You only have one life. Maybe you can use the ninth-grade soul-reviving pill to make up for it. But there is only one ingredient for the Ascension Pill. By the time the Pill is refined,
A person is struck dead by lightning, but his elixir is robbed and taken by others, so that's fine."
"Evil disciple, you curse me as a master." Mu Sheng blushed with anger, and then thought about how he had worked so hard to refine the elixir, but in the end it was an advantage to others, and he was so angry that he jumped on the spot.
An Qingli waved his hand quickly: "Master, the apprentice is just telling the truth. Master, you have to guard against it. After all, no one can resist the temptation of the elixir. Maybe there will be black dragons and snakes in the Mahayana realm to snatch it. Especially the black dragon,
Our luck is not low now. If we continue to lose our luck regardless of cause and effect, then it will really be possible for our luck to rise."
Mu Sheng was so angry that he didn't care about his manners and poured himself a cup of tea. Although the disciple's words did not make sense, it was indeed very possible.
Most of the people in the world of cultivation who were in the realm of transcending tribulations had sworn to him not to steal elixirs, but those two big long worms did not.
"It's just those two long worms!"
Mu Sheng was so angry that he asked An Qingli, the evildoer who had spoken openly, to come out first, and then he jumped into the body-building potion with a plop.
Because I was so angry, even the exercise decoction didn't hurt that much anymore.
An Qingli and Ancestor Qi Xian went to meet Qiu Xuanjing together.
An Qingli applied to leave the sect and went to find his ancestor Qi Wu, who had lost all contact with him.
Qiu Xuanjing also summoned Ancestor Qi Wu, but when he saw that Ancestor Qi Wu really didn't respond, he couldn't help but sigh.
It is indeed extremely sad for a hero to die late.
"You can go." Qiu Xuanjing put his hands behind his back and said softly, "But you have to stay in the sleeves and robes of Ancestor Qi Xian. Don't come out easily. If you're good, go back as soon as possible. Who knows how Lu Xian'er got his luck."
An Qingli nodded in agreement and was taken into the arms of Patriarch Qi Xian. He left the Tianyun Sect and went to a fishing village in the East China Sea.
On the way to the fishing village, Patriarch Qi Xian was a little surprised that a female cultivator named Lu Xian'er could actually take away luck.
Luck-stealing is a forbidden magic, and there are several known ways to steal luck.
For example, close contact, like the suction technique, takes away other people's luck.
Another example is taking someone's hair or fingernail and taking away their luck in a special evil formation.
But the most important thing is to take a drop of someone else's blood to gain luck.
Some methods of seizing luck require the opponent's hard work.
But some people don't need to be so strict, just take a drop of blood from the opponent at will.
After analyzing Lu Xianer's actions, An Qingli and Qiu Xuanjing preferred Lu Xianer to take blood and seize luck, otherwise Lu Xianer would not have spent a lot of time and thought entangled with those men.
However, there are so many ways to seize luck, because Lu Xianer specializes in picking men to attack, and a few of them still think that Lu Xianer's attempt to seize luck is just like mending a furnace, and it can only be done when both men are in cultivation.
But Bingfeng had a different opinion.
It says that many monsters have the ability to steal luck, some are born like the Ghost Resentful Butterfly, and some have the ability to steal luck after awakening.
Maybe Lu Xianer contracted some kind of luck-stealing monster to steal other people's luck.
An Qingli thought it was a possibility, so he sent this analysis to Qiu Xuanjing through written communication.
Qiu Xuanjing also thought it was possible, so he sent someone to investigate Lu Xianer's life in detail.
Tianyun Sect wanted to make it public about Lu Xian'er's deprivation of luck, but there was no basis for it. Such a rash announcement would only cause uneasiness and trouble.
When the time comes, the Huayan Sect will rebel against an army, or Lu Xianer's admirers will rebel against an army, and spread rumors that Tianyun Sect's Shangshan will seize luck, that Tianyun Sect's Yue Hongyun will seize luck, and that Tianyun Sect's An Qingli will seize luck.
Luck, that would be a big problem.
If it is rumored again that Mu Sheng will refine some low-level luck-seizing pills, the trouble will be even greater.
When three people become tigers, rumors spread a lot, and many people believe them in confusion.
Therefore, Qiu Xuanjing planned to kill Lu Xianer directly without telling him about the matter of seizing luck.
But Lu Xianer was protected by a black dragon in the Mahayana realm, which was unexpected.
An Qingli has already arrived at the small fishing village with little aura.
I didn’t see Xiao Cuier, nor did I see Patriarch Qi Wu.
Xiao Cui'er's parents are still here, but they are much older and are still wearing tattered patched clothes.
An Qingli gave some broken silver and asked where Xiao Cuier was going.
The parents still remember An Qingli from back then, and they also know that this woman's surname is Gong and that she has very powerful abilities.
"Where's Xiao Cuier?" An Qingli asked.
The father and mother sighed and said: "Going to the capital to find her sweetheart. I heard that the person was selected for the imperial examination, but Xiao Cuier has been away for several years and has not received any news, so she doesn't know."
At this point, the old couple couldn't help crying.
An Qingli knew that Ancestor Qi Wu was secretly protecting Xiao Cui'er, so he was not worried about Xiao Cui'er's safety, so he asked the two old men why they lived in such poverty.
The two men cried loudly again, saying that it was not the unfilial son who had lost all his money in gambling and who, despite the oath he had made, came to them and asked for money.
If you don't give me money, I'll call you.
If the neighbors hadn't helped to stop them, they would have been beaten to death by the son.
An Qingli couldn't help but sigh and said, "How about I help you break his legs so that he can't cause trouble again."
The two old men cried hard. Although they cursed their son for a good death, they were extremely hesitant to think that their son really didn't have two legs.
"That unfilial son, that unfilial son," the father burst into tears, "just throw him into the quarry. With such strength, it is also a good thing to go into the quarry to earn some money for the family to pay off debts..."
Because the unfilial son was addicted to gambling and owed a lot of foreign debts, the family had long been destitute.
An Qingli nodded in agreement and asked if the group of black bear-like men who used to collect rent in the fishing village had appeared again.
The old couple said no, and they survived without starving to death, thanks to that group of people who provided relief every ten days and a half.
An Qingli understood this, so he resigned from Xiao Cuier's parents, found his son who was addicted to gambling, and spent money to send the man to the quarry to do hard work, and also specifically ordered that the money for the hard work should be paid.
Just keep it, and the person's parents will come and get it.