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Chapter 117 Lonely Youth

"Actually...I am not Ying Wuchou."

After hearing this, except for Zhao Yangtian, Ling Yun and others who knew about it, everyone else looked surprised.

The most surprised person was Liu Zhenhai. He had always been calm, but when he found out that "Ying Wuchou" was pretended to be someone, he was so surprised that he was speechless.

In order to prevent his identity from being exposed, Qianyu specially wore two layers of human skin masks. One layer was torn off, and one layer remained. Therefore, even if he took off Ying Wuchou's disguise, he still had a layer of mask on his face.

This is the face of a young man, with clear features and a childish look, but his eyes are colder than those of his peers.

"What's your name? Why do you pretend to be Wuchou?" Liu Zhenhai came back to his senses and asked.

"Junior is... Wuchou's friend. Wuchou has always been in love with Ling Qianjin, but Luohua is ruthless and Ling Qianjin has no feelings for Wuchou, which makes Wuchou very distressed. Ling Qianjin is a spiritual gathering master, and he has no feelings for Juling.

He was very interested in the art of gathering spirits. Wuchou heard that the junior knew a little bit about the art of gathering spirits, so he asked the younger generation to participate in the spirit gathering master competition to attract Ling Qianjin's attention." Qianyu told the reason without any concealment.

"Wuchou asked you to dress up like him and win the Spirit Gathering Master Competition. Not only can you gain my trust, but you can also naturally become my son-in-law, right?" Liu Zhenhai took over the conversation and spoke for Qian.

Yu said the following.

Qianyu shook his head with a smile and said: "If it is as senior thinks, there is no need for me to reveal my identity."

Liu Zhenhai thought for a while, and Qianyu was right. If he really had this plan, there was no need to reveal his identity. Not only could he enjoy the noble treatment of a third-grade spiritual gathering master, but he could also win a beautiful woman, which was killing two birds with one stone.

"So you pretended to be carefree, really just to get my daughter's attention?" Liu Zhenhai found this a bit unbelievable.

"That's right."

"I don't understand, why do you want to reveal your identity?" Liu Zhenhai asked doubtfully.

"Because I am not helping him by doing this, but harming him." Qianyu explained.

Ying Wuchou knew nothing about the spirit-gathering technique, and he didn't know how to refine the soul. Even if he wanted to learn the spirit-gathering technique, he would never be able to learn it in a short period of time. If during this period, someone asked him about the spirit-gathering technique or talked to him

In a duel, he would definitely be exposed, which would bring him a steady stream of trouble. It was with this in mind that Qianyu took the initiative to reveal his identity.

"Alas, he is not a disciple of Wanyang Holy Land." Wu Jian sighed with some pity and felt a pity for talents.

"Little guy, what's your real name?" Liu Zhenhai asked.

"Nobody is worth mentioning." Qianyu didn't want to reveal his name.

"You don't even want to reveal your name? What a strange guy." Liu Zhenhai muttered to himself, and then flicked his sleeves and gave Qianyu a round golden badge with the shape of the Spirit Gathering Pagoda engraved on it.

"That's a badge that only third-grade spirit gathering masters can wear!" Many spirit gathering masters looked at it with fiery eyes.

"Thank you, senior." Qianyu was not polite and reached out to take the badge and put it into the mustard bag.

In fact, his Soul Gathering Technique has not reached the third level. The reason why he was able to successfully refine elixirs was entirely because he entered the spirit dream state by chance. His level of Soul Gathering Technique is still far from the third level. However, with this

The badge of a third-grade spiritual gathering master can save you a lot of trouble in the future.

The badges given by the Spirit Gathering Tower are universal in Beiming. The higher the level of the Spirit Gathering Master, the more precious the badge and the more prominent the status. Rumor has it that a third-grade Spirit Gathering Master can be on an equal footing with the emperor of the Qianlong Empire!

"Senior, if you don't have any instructions, I will leave first." Qianyu planned to leave this place.

Liu Zhenhai thought for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "If you have any trouble in the future, you can come to me."

"Senior, farewell."

Qianyu nodded, bowed with his fists, turned around and left, Shaqiang followed, but Ling Yun and Liu Yiyi did not follow.

After walking out of Juling Pavilion, Qianyu spotted a familiar figure on the crowded streets - Ying Wuchou!

"Large intestine?" Qianyu said with a smile.

"Xianyu, thank you." Ying Wuchou slowly approached and said sincerely.

"I didn't help you, so there's no need to thank you."

"What you did is correct." Ying Wuchou said, "I shouldn't attract Ling'er's attention in this way."

Qianyu smiled again. He didn't understand emotional matters, so he didn't dare to speak easily.

"Large intestine, what are you going to do next?"

"I plan to explain everything clearly. I hope Ling'er won't hate me because of this." Ying Wuchou said sincerely.

"Don't worry, she won't do it." Qianyu comforted her.

"Without further delay, I will go and explain to her now!" Ying Wuchou mustered up his courage and quickly walked into Juling Pavilion.

Qianyu was a little surprised. When did Da Chang become so bold?

Just when he was surprised, a young man with disheveled hair walked past him. The young man's hair was long and messy, covering half of his face, and he looked a little decadent. He was wearing thin gray clothes and carrying a handle wrapped in black cloth.

The long sword moved forward lonely.

Qianyu felt that the young man was a little strange, so he looked at him a few more times. The young man walked on by himself, not paying attention to his gaze at all.

"Donor, we meet again."

Hearing this voice, Qianyu's expression immediately changed. When he looked back, he saw Bu Laoshi's smiling face. What surprised him was that Bu Laoshi was alone and Yu Niang was not with him. Could it be that he was there again?

Abandoned Yu Niang?

"Damn monk, where's Yu Niang? Why isn't she with you?"

"I no longer have any relationship with Yu Niang. She takes her Yangguan Road and I cross my single-plank bridge."

"Damn monk, have you abandoned Yu Niang again?"

"Monks have compassion in mind, and I take it as my duty to save all sentient beings. I will never leave anyone behind." Bu Lao recited the Buddha's name honestly, with a pious look on his face.

"Dead monk, do you think I will believe you?"

"Donor, please listen to my explanation. Bringing Yu Niang back to life that day consumed a hundred years of my cultivation. Moreover, although Yu Niang came back to life, her original memory has disappeared and she can't remember anything at all. I gave you

She left behind enough gold coins to last her for the rest of her life."

"Where is the baby in her belly?"

"Actually, she was not pregnant with the child. The time when I had sex with her happened to be her menstrual period."

"So, she lied to me when she said she was pregnant with my child?"

"Donor, she didn't mean to deceive you, she just wanted to be with you."

"You are the dead monk's fault. If you didn't insist on pretending to be me, how could so many things have happened?" Qianyu glanced at Bu Laoshi angrily, and then asked: "I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.

You came to me today to ask me for money again?"

"Hey, he who knows me is a donor!" Bu Laoshi smiled happily.

"What if I don't give it?"

"If the donor insists on refusing to give, I will have no choice but to do it myself."

"Dead monk, do you dare to threaten me?"

"Hey, who made the donor and Lao Na have such a predestined relationship?" Bu Laoshi smiled ruthlessly.

"Damn monk, never let me see you again." Qianyu took out a large bag of gold coins from the mustard bag with disgust and threw it to Bu Laoshi. After seeing the gold coins, Bu Laoshi's eyes shone and he accepted it with a smile. Pass.

"Donor, see you later!"

Putting the gold coins into the mustard bag, Bu turned around and left with satisfaction.

"Damn monk, you won't gamble with it again, will you?"

"Of course not." Bu Laoshi shook his head firmly, "I am a monk after all and will never violate the Buddhist precepts."

"Then what do you want so many gold coins for?"

"Hey, I haven't touched a woman for several days, so of course I want to go to Yingchun Building to have a good time!" Bu Laoshi said with a smirk. (To be continued)


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