Chapter 92 Thanks to the melon in front of the secret realm
Chapter 92 Melon in front of the secret realm (Thanks, second update)
Because the platform is a barren mountain, it is known as the arena where life and death are fought. If you go up to the platform, you will be responsible for life and death, and others are not allowed to seek revenge for the deceased.
The ancestor Wujian of Wanjian Sect, instead of inviting Qu'er to Tianyin Sect, he was clearly inviting a fight to the other party, and it was a fight that didn't matter life or death.
"Old Wujian, you have bad ears. I'm afraid you won't be able to enjoy my wonderful music." The bitter old ghost of Tianyin Sect laughed. He once used the sound of the flute to play this old man Wujian.
My ears were deafened, and old Wujian, who had been deaf for hundreds of years, was extremely relieved.
The casual smile of the old ghost Kudi caused trouble to those monks below Nascent Soul. Even though some people had their ears closed, they still felt like there was something vibrating in their ears, which made them dizzy and dizzy.
"Old man, I have good ears and nimble fingers." Qixian, the old man from Tianyun Sect, raised his hand and slapped the old ghost Kudi on the shoulder with a virtual palm, which immediately stopped the laughter of old ghost Wudi. Old Man Qixian
He stroked his gray beard and said with a smile: "I'm going to Yintai tomorrow. I must listen to you play a piece of music to cheer me up."
The old ghost Kudi trembled in his heart. This palm came so quickly. It seemed that the old ghost Qi Xian was about to reach the late stage of transcending the tribulation.
After his heart trembled, the old ghost Kudi felt sour in his heart. If their Tianyin Sect also had a master of alchemy, he would definitely have broken through to the late stage of transcending the tribulation, and maybe he could even touch the barriers of the Mahayana stage.
One or two.
Patriarch Qixian couldn't see Kudi's thoughts, he laughed loudly, and said through the message: "It's a pity that your Tianyin Sect doesn't accumulate virtue, you old ghost won't get this blessing."
The bitter flute conveyed the message: "You old coffin boy, even after taking the ninth-grade elixir, you won't be able to hold on for a long time."
"Both of us are the flesh of old coffins." Ancestor Qixian was dressed in a simple white robe, covered with a layer of white gauze, and had three long white strands of beard, one on the chin and one on each cheek. He was still the same.
He looks like a sage with a fairy-like manner, just like an old immortal from a storybook. "However, I will definitely live longer than you. When the time comes, I will put an incense stick on your memorial tablet. Thousands of years of friendship."
, this kind of intention will still come to you."
Ku Di's expression changed several times. This old ghost Qi Xian always suppressed him in every aspect. Every time he advanced, he was one step ahead of him. Even this time when he advanced to the late stage of Tribulation, he was afraid that he would be ahead of him.
However, it is even more difficult to advance after the Tribulation. He has been wandering around for two or three thousand years in the middle of the Tribulation. If he does not advance within five hundred years, he may really end up in a coffin.
That old ghost Qi Xian most likely swallowed the life-extending pill given by the sect and gained hundreds of years of life for nothing, so he was so confident that he had enough time to break through to the late stage of transcending the tribulation.
"The Supreme Lord!"
The head of the Ye family, leading the elders of the Ye family, held more than forty broken soul cards of Ye family disciples, with red eyes, and spoke in sorrow.
Shangshan, who had received the sect order and came to pick up his disciples back to the sect, glanced at the Ye family but did not respond.
Mu Sheng's apprentice said that he indirectly protected a bandit family, which was true. Many things could not withstand close inspection, especially when he was still temporarily taking care of Ye Zhilan's body, he noticed something strange about her eyes.
"Shangshan Zhenjun!" The head of the Ye family took out Ye Zhilan's badly damaged soul card, held it in front of Shangshan with trembling hands, and said with tears, "I don't know who kidnapped and killed my Ye family son! Even Zhilan's child
, was not spared either, I don’t know what is happening to Zhilan’s child at this time.”
In mid-air, the Supreme Lord was sitting cross-legged on a piece of water-like satin magic weapon. He just lightly curled his eyelashes and remained speechless.
The elders of the Ye family immediately had a lot of thoughts, secretly thinking that the Supreme Lord was Master Zhilan. How could they be so indifferent when they saw that the Zhilan Soul Card was seriously damaged? They shouldn't be like the Ye family, gnashing their teeth with hatred.
Even if you don't gnash your teeth with hatred, you should still say a few words to show that you share the same hatred with the enemy. Could it be that this good person is blind and didn't see the head of the Ye family, so he couldn't stop crying at this moment.
Did this good boy regard Lan'er as his disciple?
There are already people in the Ye family who are dissatisfied with Shangshan's indifference, and this dissatisfaction is clearly written on their faces.
"Sovereign Lord, what do you mean by this? Could it be my Lan'er?" The head of the Ye family wiped tears on his sleeves. He was also frightened. He didn't understand why the Master, the Supreme Being, was so calm. That was about him.
The life and death of his apprentice, that apprentice is equivalent to half of his children. In other words, that girl Zhilan does not please Shanshan?
No, no, Zhi Lan clearly sent back the message. Although this master was usually aloof and talked little, every time he gave guidance on her practice, he was concise and concise, and pointed out the key points. He was a good master.
But why is this so?
What exactly went wrong!
The head of the Ye family had wet tears on his face, so he didn't understand.
Not only the Ye family didn't understand, but the rest of the family clans present also couldn't understand. In their hearts, the Supreme Lord was too restrained in his emotions. He didn't see the head of the Ye family grieving so deeply.
"Shang'an." The Supreme Lord simply left two words, put away the water-like satin magic weapon, and flashed like a ray of water, rising above the clouds.
Shang'an?
The Ye family looked at each other again. How could this kind-hearted child be sure that Zhilan was fine? It was obvious that the Zhilan Soul Card was so seriously damaged that it would be difficult to recover.
Above the clouds, Old Mother Beiqiu of the Tianyin Sect, her eyes brightened, said: "Shangshan son."
Shangshan said calmly: "Exactly."
Old Mother Beiqiu pinched her slender fingernails and exclaimed with a salivating smile: "The skin is so tender and the meat is becoming more juicy."
"Of course she is much better than your concubine from the Hehuan Sect." Qi Si, the ancestor of the Tianyun Sect, is a naughty boy with gray hair and a childish face. His master wants him to think twice before doing anything, so he gave him the title Qi Si.
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Qi Si, whose face was rosy and whose hair was loose and white, pulled Shang Shan behind him, jumped in front of Bei Qiu's mother, stared at the slightly wrinkled corners of her eyes for a long time, and then said happily: "You...
Old Goddess, you are finally getting wrinkles. I thought your double cultivation method would keep you young forever. It seems that is not the case. You are not far away from entering the coffin. Look at me, look at
My cheeks, look at my arms."
While talking, Patriarch Qi Si, who looked like an old naughty boy, actually rolled up his sleeves and put his arms, as white and tender as baby skin, under the eyes of Old Mother Beiqiu to show off: "Look, look.
Look, this skin is still so smooth and supple, what’s the matter, do you still want to take a replenishment? If so, let’s go to Yintai for a walk.”
Back then, Ancestor Qi Si was still young, white and tender, like a peeled egg. Wherever he went, his chubby cheeks would be easily pinched by female nuns. When he went out for training, he was unfortunately struck by Old Mother Beiqiu.