While Zhengxing was looking for someone, Hou Zi looked at Xiaoman seriously, "Xiaoman, thank you, this matter is very important! It is like this for all of us. You have made great contributions, and I want to reward you well."
Tell me, what do you want?"
Xiaoman was very happy. She didn't want anything. As long as she could help Dushan, she would be satisfied. Before she could speak, Hou Zi across from him suddenly looked at her in surprise and put his hand on her head again.
"What's going on? They said you didn't feel angry, so why do I think you already felt angry?"
Xiaoman was a little frightened, "Just when the bad guy died, I felt as if I had been electrocuted while holding this stone tire. I felt warm all over and no longer felt cold. Is that the reason?"
Hou Zi sighed and looked at her, "Congratulations, Xiaoman, from today on, you have become a member of the Dushan Sword Lineage. You will have the best master, countless brothers and sisters, and countless
Use all your resources, believe me, you deserve it.”
There was a flash of light and shadow in the main hall, and Master Hai appeared in front of him. Hou Zi explained the whole matter in a few words.
"Senior, please take this little girl to the scene. I want all traces there. If you find anything, don't make it public. We need to discuss it in the long term."
Hai Zhenren didn't understand what he meant. He hugged Xiaoman and said, "Xiaoman will show you the way and take Zuzu to see it. From now on, just follow me. I guarantee that no one will dare to bully you in Dushan."
She had just left here when a little peacock on its hind legs came riding in on a flamingo, muttering, "You were the one who told me to stay away, and you were the one who called me over. What on earth do you want?"
Hou Zi handed over the stone tire and said, "Aunt Nineteen, look at what this is?"
The little peacock patted the flamingo, and the flamingo under her lay down on the side in an orderly manner, with its two small eyes darting around. It convinced Aunt Nineteen that it was bloodline suppression, and others did not pay attention to it.
inside.
The little peacock took the stone fetus and sat cross-legged on the spot. She realized it carefully. She could understand what Hou Zi meant, but further confirmation was needed.
While waiting, Hou Zi glanced at the flamingo with bored eyes, looking at its beauty, and unconsciously reached out his hand. How could that fierce creature be willing to be touched for nothing? Even its original owner, Cassia Mingzi, was doing his best to raise it.
It took him decades to get close to it before he had the opportunity to get close to it. He was originally depressed because of being suppressed by his bloodline. This man threw himself into a trap, so he didn't blame it for teaching him a lesson.
As soon as Hou Tzu stretched his hand closer, he pecked it quickly and fiercely. Although it had no time to use the real fire of the sun, it was still very powerful and could not be endured by the body of ordinary monks.
But he didn't expect that as soon as he pecked it, it felt like thunder and lightning passed over him. It was not an ordinary thunder, but an ancient and supreme thunder. In an instant, his whole body was sore and weak, and he could not lift up any strength or magical power.
Hou Tzu roughly grasped its long neck with one hand and pulled the bird's head over. He smiled kindly, but his voice was as cold as ice.
"Since you are here, you must be polite! Do you know who I am? Next time you dare to hurt someone casually in Dushan, I will pluck your hair and eat barbecue!"
Throwing it away casually, the flamingo languished on the ground, unable to resist at all; the people in this place were too fierce, especially the candidate leader, and the ancient thunder in his hand was just the way to restrain it, and the fire
How can you beat the thunder?
The little peacock slowly opened his eyes, "If my prediction is correct, this stone body should be a set with the stone sword in the alien space, relying on each other; the monks can use the stone body to control the stone sword to control other
Utensils can be brought into or out of alien spaces, but there are still many tricks I can't understand, so I'm afraid I can't do it..."
Hou Zi laughed and said, "Put it there first, and you can't throw it away. Why is Aunt Nineteen so anxious? When I have time, I will discuss it with a few real people, so I can get familiar with the avenue of space."
He knows very well where the little peacock's ability lies. It is the innate instinct contained in the ancient blood of this body, rather than something acquired through continuous learning like humans. This is a two-way street, so he cannot expect the little peacock to pass.
To learn and understand the functions of human treasures, they can only do it themselves.
Anyway, this is at least a direction of investigation.
For him, it was already clear who did this when the Taoist sect began to offer treasures. There are no coincidences in the world of cultivation, but only careful calculations to show off and suppress others.
And what he has to do is the same thing. This is the main theme of this ceremony. Daomen has already made a move, and it is his turn next.
Like Master Xu, he returned to the Heavenly Sword Altar with a hint of unnoticed sorrow on his face; this was the sequelae of staying in the Sikong Mansion for a long time, and he was always thinking about leading others astray...
There are only three people in the sky who are still making their last efforts, but obviously their efforts have no effect. No more Golden Elixir monks are coming up.
Taoist Zhixuan greeted with a smile, "Master, are you interested in giving it a try?"
Hou Zi took it for granted, "Of course, I am a Jinxiu person, and my realm is suitable. Today is a good day for me. How can I refuse the kindness of so many people?"
Both parties have their own purposes. The Taoist sect wants to see the leader make a fool of himself, and Hou Zi wants to take advantage of the Taoist sect... The Taoist sect's confidence comes from their confidence in their own treasures. Even they themselves find it difficult to communicate with each other without using strong methods.
Collecting the other party's treasure, let alone Hou Zi, a native Splendid monk.
Jianmai has never been an orthodoxy that is good at this aspect. This is a tradition that has been continued for hundreds of thousands of years. Can it be changed in one day?
Hou Zi flew into the air, and the three monks did not want to become a background for others. It was not that they were worried that Master Hou would collect treasures like hemp, but they really did not want to get involved in the whirlpool of the battle between Daomen and sword veins. After these two days,
, who still doesn’t know what direction the ceremony is taking?
Hou Tzu bowed his head and said, "As a Jinxiu person, like everyone else, I am full of longing for all things in the upper world, including these treasures. Sword cultivators should not be obsessed with foreign objects, but since my friends have sent gifts to the door,
As a leader, I can’t be too pretentious, right?
Just give it a try and fight with a smile."
Under the gaze of everyone, the body began to rotate with the halo of treasures. There were originally ninety-one treasures here, but now there are sixty-two treasures left, and only twenty-nine have been taken away. It seems that this fate is not easy.
In terms of difficulty level, the twenty or so treasures under the Taiqing Yuqing system are definitely more difficult and higher-grade. The others are ranked according to the Taoist system. Under the rule that you cannot continue after failing once, the easier ones are first and then the harder ones.
It is the best choice for getting treasure.
But Grand Hierarch Hou didn’t seem to think so.
The first thing he decided was, "Fellow Zhixuan Daoist has come not far from the universe. He is very affectionate. I must accept your gift. Let's start with this yin-yang umbrella?"
