"This jade pendant is the thing left behind by the disciple of Qingming who taught you that magic formula?"
In the capital of the Shangxuan Kingdom, in the National Teacher's Mansion, Bai Qiuran sat in the first place, looking at the jade pendant in his hand.
This kind of jade pendant is equivalent to the identity card of Qingming Sword Sect. Bai Qiuran himself has one, and the information and authority of the holder are recorded internally. Judging from the style of this jade pendant, the owner of this jade pendant should be an inner disciple of the Qingming Sword Sect. When they traveled down the mountain two hundred years ago, some people did not come back.
"Yes, the disciple was originally just a farmer who cultivated fields in the Western Realm of the Profound Profound Realm. Because he took in the master for one night, he was awarded the magic formula by the master."
Although the national teacher Fu Qianqiu has a foundation-building stage, after seeing the traces of damage left by the imperial mausoleum, he naturally did not dare to neglect Bai Qiuran, who was in the Qi-refining stage. Hearing Bai Qiuran's question, he was very respectful. replied.
"It's a pity that the disciple failed to save the life of the master in the end."
"It doesn't matter, it's not your fault. A cultivator is going to go through calamities. It's normal to part with life and death. In order to save the innocent, he died in a decisive battle with the demon cultivator, and the Qingming Sword Sect will be proud of him."
Bai Qiuran took the jade pendant into his arms.
"I will accept this jade pendant. The magic formula he passed on to you is the most orthodox magic formula of my Qingming Sword Sect. If you practice hard, it is also possible for you to be promoted to Jindan in your lifetime with your aptitude."
Speaking of which, his tone was somewhat envious, adding:
"You must cherish it. The secrets of my Qingming Sword Sect are the right way to build a foundation."
"Disciple remember."
Fu Qianqiu replied.
"One more thing."
After Bai Qiuran put the jade pendant back into the storage bag, he continued to ask:
"After walking all the way down the mountain, I heard that you harassed Emperor Shangxuan to levy heavy taxes on the people of Shangxuan Kingdom, and then used it to make alchemy. Is this true?"
"This, this, it's true."
Fu Qianqiu was ashamed.
"You corrected the way. Except for taking some medicine pills when you hit the realm, don't take medicine pills to improve your cultivation. Do you know that the realm will be unstable."
Bai Qiuran taught a lesson lightly, and then asked again.
"However, what pill did you refine?"
"what?"
Fu Qianqiu touched his head and said:
"Yes, what kind of pill did I practice?"
Bai Qiuran looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped him twice.
"Hey, Dao-hearted demon, isn't all the superficial things left on the scroll."
The so-called Dao Heart Demon is a high-level spiritual technique used by demon cultivators. It was created by an astonishing and brilliant demon ancestor two thousand years ago in the Yin Spirit Sect. Consciousness is different from manipulating others. This technique will not steal the subject's consciousness, but it will subtly change the subject's concept and guide them step by step to accomplish what the caster wants them to accomplish. matter.
As the saying goes, it takes three years to learn well, and three days to learn badly. At the beginning, the ancestor of the magic way used this trick to guide many monks who were stuck in the bottleneck period to fall into the magic way.
Then he heard that Qingming Jianzong had a direct disciple of Qingming Immortal, who was stuck in the bottleneck of the Qi refining period for more than a thousand years, and then, there was no more...
After the two slaps went down, Fu Qianqiu was dizzy, but he only thought that Bai Qiuran was punished because he squeezed the people's fat to make alchemy, so he didn't dare to resist.
"How?"
Seeing Fu Qianqiu shaking his head, Bai Qiuran continued to ask:
"Are you awake?"
"Sober? Sober for what?"
Fu Qianqiu asked suspiciously:
"Isn't the senior going to punish the disciple?"
"I'll ask you again, you squeezed the fat of the people to make pills for the Emperor Shangxuan, what kind of pills did you make?"
Bai Qiuran asked.
"What Dan?"
Fu Qianqiu thought about it in confusion, and suddenly realized:
"By the way, the pill I made! I've never learned or seen it before. Why would I make that kind of pill?"
"Where's the medicinal pill you made?"
Bai Qiuran hooked his hands and said:
"Bring it to me."
Fu Qianqiu brought the medicinal pills for Bai Qiuran. Bai Qiuran opened it and found that it was made from the few medicinal medicinal herbs that he was missing. The common medicinal medicinal herbs that magic cultivators often used to practice, there were even Some elixir of strong Yuanyang.
It seems that Tang Zhouxie stayed in the dark imperial mausoleum all the year round, and his kidney qi was also somewhat deficient.
"Waste..."
Bai Qiuran felt a little distressed, but the medicinal pills had already been refined, and he could no longer extract the materials from the medicinal pills. He could only burn these medicinal pills with a spirit fire.
"Okay, I'll go back now. Since you have already practiced the techniques of Qingming Sword Sect, you are also half a member of Qingming Sword Sect. I will accept you as a named disciple on his behalf. You must remember to assist him. Emperor Xuan, correct the way."
After destroying these medicinal pills, Bai Qiuran got up and told the national teacher:
"In order to prevent you from being manipulated next time, I will pass you another copy of the Qingming Forging Divine Technique, practice more, and strengthen your Yuanshen soul, so that you will not be easily manipulated by others."
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After dealing with the last thing on the National Teacher's side, Bai Qiuran left the National Teacher's Mansion and set foot on the road back to the mountain.
He always felt as if he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he simply put it aside and concentrated on his journey.
Riding a horse, Bai Qiuran walked slowly to the outskirts of the capital of Shangxuan Kingdom, and then on the side of the road, he saw Tang Ruowei in a long goose-yellow dress.
Accompanied by two maids, the eldest princess sat in the open space beside the road. Someone put up a shade curtain here, and there was a table of good wine and food under the tent. Seeing Bai Qiuran walking leisurely on a horse, Tang Ruowei showed a bright smile and greeted him:
"I knew you would come over on horseback... Bai Qiuran, how about I invite you to come down and have a drink with me this time?"
Bai Qiuran rode on the horse, tilted his head, and then smiled:
"But it's disrespectful."
He came to the opposite side of Tang Ruowei, and the maid took the horse for him, and then the two sat opposite each other. They had already changed into women's clothes, and the eldest princess of the Shangxuan Kingdom, who was showing the appearance of sinking fish and falling geese, poured a lot of money for him in the way she used to dress up as a man. of a glass of wine.
"You are leaving, I will not keep you, but for everything you have done for the people of the Shangxuan Kingdom, as a princess, I must thank you."
Tang Ruowei picked up the wine glass and said:
"I know that there is nothing in Shangxuan that can enter your eyes, so this glass of wine expresses my gratitude and respects you!"
The eldest princess had a bold and heroic attitude, drank the fine wine in her glass, and then immediately choked on the strong wine and coughed.
Seeing her like this, Bai Qiuran smiled and drank his own wine.
"Cough cough."
Tang Ruowei fanned the wind with her hands while sticking out her tongue.
"I don't understand why you guys like to drink this stuff?"
"I don't know what other people think. Anyway, I drink for my mood."
Bai Qiuran put down the wine glass.
"But now, Miss Tang, your views on cultivators and Qingming Sword Sect should have changed, right?"
"That's it."
Tang Ruowei nodded.
"At least there are people like you among the cultivators."
"Every group is the same, there are good and bad. In the righteous Dao Alliance, the leader of the world's righteous way, every time there will be deceived and deceitful people, and even the largest demon cultivator of the Demon Sect will appear. In the middle, occasionally there can be one or two demons with upright concepts."
Bai Qiuran smiled and said:
"After all, they were also cultivated by humans, so it's normal to have these."
"Probably understand something."
Tang Ruowei was thoughtful.
Next, the two exchanged cups and exchanged the cups.
In the end, the eldest princess with a slightly drunken face, spit out a fragrance, and asked with a smile:
"Bai Qiuran, as a farewell ceremony, this palace can ask you one last question."
"Any question is okay?"
Bai Qiuran asked.
"Any question is fine."
Tang Ruowei nodded affirmatively.
"That… "
Bai Qiuran's eyes swept across Tang Ruowei's chest, and then cupped her hands and said:
"Has Miss Tang learned a magical power called Fortune Forging Body Art? This magical power was created by me and my old acquaintance in the early years. He is no longer alive. I want to ask him."
"Good luck forging body?"
Maybe she was a little drunk, Tang Ruowei's mouth was a little big tongue.
"Then, what is that? I haven't learned it."
"what?"
Bai Qiuran wondered:
"What's the matter with Her Royal Highness's secondary sexual characteristics so varied?"
When the words fell, Bai Qiuran suddenly felt a murderous aura and pressure burst out from the slightly drunk girl across from him.
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"It's obviously a serious academic discussion, why is Miss Tang suddenly angry?"
Walking on the official road, Bai Qiuran was puzzled.
Tang Ruowei suddenly hit him like crazy just now, screaming at a high decibel while hitting, as if being harassed by him.
Although Bai Qiuran was not afraid of her, he didn't want to be entangled with a little girl, so he ran out without even asking for a horse. Now he is hundreds of miles away from the Shangxuan Kingdom.
"A woman's heart is really a needle in the sea."
Bai Qiuran couldn't figure it out, so he could only shake his head and sigh.
Without the horse, Bai Qiuran's speed increased. He walked while admiring the scenery. After a while, he walked a distance of twenty or thirty kilometers and came to a willow tree.
When he came here, Bai Qiuran suddenly felt a very cold yin qi covering the surroundings. He looked in the direction where the yin qi came out in surprise, and found that Xue Ling was standing there with a blue face. looking at him.
"Xue Yincai."
Bai Qiuran said in surprise:
"Why are you looking for me again today?"
"Bai Qiuran, did you forget something?"
Xue Ling said coldly:
"What purpose do you have when you come down the mountain this time, besides building a foundation?"
"What are you talking about, besides building a foundation, what purpose do I have in my life, I..."
As Bai Qiuran spoke, his voice suddenly fell, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
"Then... what, how long is my lifespan?"
"It's over."
Xue Ling sneered and swung the Soul Binding Chain in his hand.
"Just when you were drinking and eating with that woman."
"Um."
Bai Qiuran took a step back with a serious expression, and said:
"Xue Ling, you and I have known each other for two thousand years. What do you think about crediting you first?"
Xue Ling smiled.
"What do you say?"
All of a sudden, countless ghosts, ghosts and detainees with strengths ranging from distraction to Mahayana cultivation, suddenly appeared in the surrounding land, led by Xue Ling, and surrounded Bai Qiuran in the middle.
"Bai Qiuran!"
The emissary from the soul, who had a bad relationship with Bai Qiuran for more than two thousand years, threw the chain out and turned it into a big net that covered the sky.
"Today I must let you do the Fa!"