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Chapter 221 Gentleman Jiaoran

Qingxuan picked up a jade pen engraved with silver flowers and broken snow, raised his arm lightly and wrote down sixteen characters on a piece of snow-white rice paper.

In the sky and under the sky, there is nothing but vastness.

Comes like wind and rain, goes like dust.

"The inscription on the stele contains sixteen words. It has been five hundred years since the stele was erected. You are the only one who has unraveled all the sixteen words on the stele."

Qingxuan casually threw the jade pen into the pen-washing pond and said, "But that's why Fang Geyu clearly stole the secret treasure, but the empress didn't pursue it."

Because the significance of the person who decoded the stele is far greater than the secret treasure of the emperor.

Even in Qingxuan's heart, the fact that the secret treasure was stolen was still a very happy thing.

Balian really never thought that there was such a twist and turn in this, and his thoughts couldn't help but become confused for a moment.

He stared at the beautiful calligraphy on the rice paper, feeling a little lost.

He wondered why his own blood would react to the ancient monument?

Qingxuan said that the ancient monument has been erected on the earth for five hundred years, but he died only two hundred years ago, how could it be connected with this fairy city boundary monument?

The boundary monument comes from Jingxu, Tiandu, Kunlun. He was born for the mortal world and died as a demon. No matter how you think about it, he has nothing to do with the boundary monument.

My thoughts were confused and my head began to hurt.

Qingxuan raised his head and glanced at him, then turned and sat down, his calves lightly crossed, his hands elegantly folded on his knees, and his eyes calmly looked at the young man in front of the case.

"Okay, if you answer the last question correctly, you can leave the inner city safely today, and the reward for hunting ghosts will be given to you exactly. As for Fang Geyu stealing the treasure, I can also turn a blind eye.

Just close one eye and pretend you don’t know. But the premise is..."

The woman's thin lips were raised like a crescent moon, and her smile was a bit cold: "Your answer must match my feelings."

The little pressure she released just now was enough to make Baili An's mind go crazy and the spiritual platform almost collapse.

She said that she was a female imperial official, but her strength was by no means as gentle as that of a civil official.

If she wanted to save his life today, Balian felt vaguely that even with the small silver sword, it would not be able to hurt her in the slightest.

Based on this deduction, how does the emperor and empress, who has never entered the mortal world to appear as a saint, make all living beings look up to her in admiration?

He had promised Fang Geyu that he would have a safe way to escape from the meeting with the Queen.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized that under that mighty immortal god, any strategy or decision seemed so fragile.

Even in the desperate situation of mountains and seas, Balian has never been so helpless as he is now, but fortunately, the Qingxuan female official does not seem to have seen through his true form as a corpse demon.

Having been near death for a long time, from the body of the demon corpse, Balian can feel that the emotions he once had as a human are slowly cooling down and being lost.

Fear, joy and sorrow, anger and sadness are all as plain as water. If it weren't for a falling boulder, it would be difficult to cause a stir.

At this moment, he seemed to feel no fear, and calmly looked directly at the woman in front of him, waiting for her question.

Qingxuan looked at his eyes for a long time, but did not see the emotion he wanted to see. He seemed bored and said calmly: "Just now you said that when you entered the Immortal Tomb, you came here for yourself. You have something you want.

Then please tell me, what is it that you want?"

Xianling City has a rule that you are not allowed to covet or covet anything in the inner city without receiving a reward, otherwise, it will be regarded as a treason.

Not to mention that it is a reward for being among the top twenty in the college entrance examination.

Even though countless guest monks in the city came here for this immortal gift, no one dared to say what they were thinking or thinking before they got the results.

Because of the word greed, all the talented and powerful people from all over the world gather together.

But what immortals often hate most are greedy mortals.

Therefore, Qingxuan established these city regulations.

Fang Geyu had already explained all the taboos in the city to Bai Lian.

Therefore, with today's answer, as long as you avoid the taboo in the heart of Qingxuan, you can safely survive this disaster.

It needs to match her feelings.

She is an immortal on Kunlun Mountain, and she regards the distracting thoughts of ordinary people as evil, greed, suffering and evil.

At this moment, all he needs to do is show her that even a mortal heart can still have a pure land in its heart.

Don't be greedy, this is what smart people do.

In many aspects, Balian is indeed extremely smart and has no tricks left, but in some aspects, he also has his own obsession and determination.

He took a deep look at the female official and said seriously and calmly: "I came here for the tears of the immortal."

The beautiful female official's narrowed eyes became colder, even sharp,

The inner city, protected from wind and snow, was suddenly covered with frost and snow, and the cold wind howled wildly.

Go ahead to dangers.

The two maids shaking their fans couldn't help but shake their heads, looking like they were looking at dead people.

"Immortal Tears, the first prize in the big exam, you really dare to say it."

Qingxuan's voice was extremely cold, and he looked him up and down carefully: "Do you think, with your cultivation, you are qualified to covet this thing?"

Bailian said: "It's not that I covet it, but that I must get it."

Qingxuan did not continue the question and let out a shallow breath.

In the cold hall, one can clearly see the white frost mist slowly spitting out from the woman's red lips.

She added: "You know what I hate the most, but you still answered like this. You are by no means stupid. Can I hear your reason?"

Balian looked into her eyes and found that the other party was also staring into his own eyes. He said: "Cut open the thorns in your chest so that people can communicate with each other. Si Chen came here for the Tears of the Immortal, and he will take the big test rules."

Get what you want seriously and feel no guilt, why should you lie about what a girl tells you."

A gentleman should act with integrity, like the sun and the moon shining brightly.

The woman beside the case looked at Balian deeply with her black and white eyes.

After a while, her stern eyebrows gradually relaxed, and her eyes calmly returned.

The large sleeves painted with fine lines of mountains, rivers and snow waves dance lightly from the table. The golden embroidered patterns on the sleeves seem to be lit by fire, flowing and burning, bright and beautiful.

The sleeve lines soon faded, and on the table, in addition to pens, ink, paper and inkstones, there were ten more objects arranged neatly.

With her white fingers, she picked up a pendant that was as transparent as a drop of water on the table and played with it carefully between her fingers.

Balian's eyes fell on her fingers and he couldn't move away.

Qingxuan glanced at him indifferently. There were many rare treasures on the table, and some of them were worth more than Immortal Tears. However, this young man didn't even look past one of them.

The murderous intent in her eyes faded a bit, and she said calmly: "The top ten prizes in Xianling City are all here. These are the tears of the immortals."

Balian remained silent, because he knew clearly that she had taken out the Immortal Tears, but would not give them to her easily.

Qingxuan added: "The Immortal Tears are unparalleled in the world. This Immortal Tears was left by an unknown immortal who fell on the Kunlun Snow Mountains a thousand years ago. You must know that even the Queen cannot untie the Immortal Tears."

secret."

She picked up a ball of snow-white velvet on the table. Although it looked ordinary, when the object fell into her hands, the expressions of the maids waving fans on the sides changed slightly.

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