The old man in dragon robe casually glanced at An Qingli and then thought to himself.
Could it be that there is a high-level restriction in the sea of consciousness?
That's okay, just pull it out.
An Qingli stood up straight immediately at the casual glance from the other party, almost unconsciously, and he also felt a faint numbness in his scalp.
It was an extremely bad feeling to be seen through with one glance and unable to escape.
An Qingli is worried about the mustard space.
And in the Mustard Seed Space, a few of the little ones were too frightened to make a sound.
The old man in the dragon robe gave a casual glance, which was too sharp. It was obviously a light glance, but it seemed that only that light glance was needed to see them clearly through the mustard space.
The other party has such a powerful pair of eyes, surpassing the spiritual eyes and the ice soul eyes. It seems that everything is invisible under his old and energetic eyes.
Because of the Mustard Seed Space, An Qingli's heartstrings were inevitably a little tense, and he didn't know what state the unfathomable old man in front of him had reached.
Shangshan came over on a golden dragon, took An Qingli's hand, and said in a heart-to-heart tone: "It doesn't matter, I am the Supreme Emperor of the Qian Empire, a person in the Immortal Realm, who you and I can borrow our strength from."
Immortal...immortal realm?
An Qingli's heartstrings tightened even more, this existence in the upper world stands at the pinnacle!
No wonder his eyes are like torches, making him intimidating.
"Little girl, do you have any taboos on you?"
The old man in dragon robe asked casually and his tone was kind.
However, An Qingli knew that under such kindness, there was no room for deception.
Because if she doesn't mean anything she says, the other party will notice.
Immortal realm!
A scalp-numbing Immortal Realm!
An Qingli had met many strong people, but this was the first time that he felt so uneasy.
At a certain moment, An Qingli even felt that his whole body was transparent and could be seen clearly by the other party.
Xiao Jintan also felt the same way and did not dare to stay in An Qingli Divine Mansion for fear of being discovered by the other party.
He is worthy of being the supreme emperor of a country. He is not angry, but he is unfathomable. Who knows what he has seen through, but he has not said anything about it.
Shangshan held An Qingli's hand and knew that he couldn't hide anything in front of the Immortal Realm, so he used the Concentric Pact: "Tell the truth, maybe we can help."
It's not that An Qingli didn't take this into consideration, but her taboo was Mu Sheng.
Mu Sheng was treated as a useful object and was thrown into the Blood Demon Kingdom by the Qian Empire.
But An Qingli rescued Mu Sheng again, ruining the empire's plan.
Bracing his scalp, An Qingli cupped his hands and said, "Senior, the taboo is not with me."
"Well, there's no need to be so reserved." The old man smiled, satisfied that An Qingli was sincere and not trying to show off his cleverness.
An Qingli thought to himself, if there is something I don't want you to spy on, why should I be cautious?
And the mustard seed space was damaged again, and it was stored in Dantian...
An Qingli's heart sank. He raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him, who was wearing a black uniform with dragons embroidered on it. He carefully said every word: "Senior, my master, Mu Sheng, is the taboo."
"Mu Sheng?" The old man in dragon robe pondered for a moment, having never heard of this person before.
He has not been sitting on the throne for a long time, and he no longer cares about many things.
The little golden dragon was in Shangshan's sleeve and reminded him: "He is the famous bad guy in Qiandi City."
"Bad boy, it's him!" the old man laughed, "I've heard of it! Not only did I hear it, but he killed an immortal king who offered him to the imperial court."
An Qingli had an almost imperceptible doubt on his face. Why did his master kill one of his ministers? The Supreme Emperor didn't care at all and was very happy.
The Supreme Emperor Qianyuan Immortal Lord, with a casual glance, caught the extremely subtle confusion on An Qingli's face, and then said: "Life and death are all fate, even if you are an immortal in the upper realm, even if you are in the immortal realm like us, The same is true. Don't pay too much attention to life and death, death is also the beginning of the next reincarnation."
Moreover, the Immortal Lord did not die unjustly. Not long after he offered Mu Sheng, he was struck to death by an advanced thunderbolt.
I can't blame anyone, I just blame the advanced thunder tribulation of the Immortal from the Upper Realm for being so cruel that I can't survive even one out of ten.
An Qingli said: "Immortal Sir, I have good advice."
The Supreme Emperor smiled and said, "Tell me about your master's taboos."
"yes."
An Qingli responded and told Mu Sheng that he was resurrected from the dead, turned into a gray luck, was despised, had a ban planted in his body, and was forced to swear an oath not to enter the empire to do anything.
Of course, An Qingli didn't mention how to save Mu Sheng alone, so as not to expose the mustard space used to rush on the road and the Haotian Stone Book that blocked gray luck.
After hearing all about Mu Sheng, the Supreme Emperor said sincerely: "He is indeed a talented person with a tough life."
An Qingli also said: "It is indeed because of Master's tough fate that he can survive to this day."
The Supreme Emperor looked at An Qingli again, and suddenly smiled and said: "From what I've seen, your life seems to be tougher than his."
An Qingli quickly denied it: "I don't dare to take it. I don't dare to take it. How can I dare to compete with Master."
On the way to save his master, he almost died.
The Supreme Emperor smiled and said: "Believe me, you are indeed determined."
An Qingli cupped his hands again and said, "Thank you, Immortal Lord, for your compliment."
"It's not a ridiculous compliment." The Supreme Emperor smiled again, "The fortune-telling skills of my Yuqing Immortal Palace will not be fake. Your husband is also very determined, and that's why he got high marks in the assessment and was able to invite me."
The art of fortune-telling?
An Qingli glanced at Shangshan, who nodded in acquiescence.
Who would have thought that in Yuqing Immortal Palace's assessment of talents, the item "hard life" would actually account for a huge proportion, and it is truly unique.
In their theory of fortune-telling, the trajectory of the fate chart is the background and the cornerstone, while things like luck are fickle and float above the fate chart.
This also explains why there are monks in the lower realms with mediocre luck, but they can ascend to the top step by step.
To sum it up in two words, you can't die, you can survive any difficulties, you have a tough life.
However, at this moment, An Qingli didn't think about whether life was hard or not, he just wanted to solve the master's dilemma.
However, the Supreme Emperor Qianyuan Immortal Lord did not seem to be very interested in Mu Sheng, so An Qingli could only hand over his hand again and said sternly: "Excuse me, Immortal Lord, is there a good way for my fate-hardened master to restore his luck?"
"Simple." The Supreme Emperor smiled, "One eighth-grade transport elixir is enough."
An Qingli frowned slightly. Of course she knew that one eighth-grade transport elixir was enough, but that transport elixir was a forbidden drug in the empire.
The Supreme Emperor saw Wei Zhizuo again and saw what An Qingli was thinking, so he put his hands behind his hands and said with a smile: "It is true that the Transport Pill is a banned drug in the Qian Empire, but not in the Xian Zong Kingdom. It just happened that I have one here. "
An Qingli looked up and looked happy, but then temporarily restrained his joy.
The Supreme Emperor can see everything clearly. At his level of cultivation, he does not stick to rules and regulations, and even openly informs people that he has forbidden drugs.
I wonder what this eighth-grade transport pill requires from her and the master.
To be imprisoned in the Qian Empire for the rest of his life, serving the imperial court?
An Qingli didn't have that consciousness, but he was extremely unwilling.