eight hours ago.
Ling Zhouyue's sword was in the sky, drinking all the way over Wuyan City, looking for people all the way.
After drinking a pot of wine, I turned around and suddenly found that the national teacher was not found.
There are three million people in Wuyan City, and the national teacher is so conspicuous. Everywhere you go, there are a lot of people following you, and there is no reason to find it.
She felt something was wrong.
So without any scruples about absorbing spirits from the fog, he directly used the Qi-refining cultivation base to perform the Soul Retrieving Technique on some city residents.
Her Soul Retrieving is not very consummate, but for mortals who have no defenses, she can be regarded as a powerful force.
She kept taking drugs and wasting a lot of spiritual power, just to search for the fragmented pictures of the national teacher in the memory of the city people.
Everyone knows the national teacher, and he preaches everywhere. It is not difficult to find a soul.
Soon, she found the last place where the national teacher appeared, which was an old sealed mine in the south of the city.
So, she came to the south of the city to go down the well to find someone.
After some twists and turns, I finally entered the maze.
After entering the labyrinth, she was reckless and unable to support her cultivation.
She could also see clearly that not only was the space distorted in the labyrinth, but the flow of time was also greatly accelerated.
Reminds her of a certain legend from her childhood...
She was not in a hurry, just waited for Xiao Ran to find her with the bone of blood jade, and then entered the maze to save him, just like when they entered the Nether Realm.
That was quite a good memory.
Thinking like this, she didn't take the initiative to remind Xiao Ran of the bones of blood and jade, she just wanted to see Xiao Ran's conscience.
If Xiao Ran thought about her all the time, he would naturally come to the labyrinth to save her within an hour.
In this way, she wandered in the labyrinth to find the national teacher, while waiting for Xiao Ran to rescue him.
then…
One hundred years later.
Xiao Ran didn't come.
She knew that this hundred years was fake, after all, her skin was still very rosy, and there was not too much wine.
But how long does this hundred years correspond to the outside world, an hour, a day, or a month
She didn't know.
then…
Two hundred years later.
Xiao Ran hasn't come yet!
She was in a hurry.
If it weren't for the warm wine in her arms, she couldn't finish it, she would use the power of the tide to rush the wall and teach Xiao Ran a lesson!
Time flows fast, and that's it, the wine can't be finished.
She was tasting wine while looking for a national teacher.
then…
Three hundred years, four hundred years have passed together.
During this period, she had not seen anyone except for a few of the National Teacher disciples who had lost their minds.
Isn't this maze too big
Drinking wine every day, thinking of someone more and more.
Warm wine is beautiful, but the flow of time is too harsh on the mind.
Ling Zhouyue can only maintain a state of being half-drunk and half-awake by relying on the desolate taste in the wine to resist the erosion of time.
Gradually, she let go of her hair, loosened her clothes, and kept walking with only the lowest awareness.
Until one day in five hundred years.
There was a shudder in the depths of her soul.
Xiao Ran is here!
Xiao Ran came to the labyrinth to find her!
Five hundred years, five hundred years, do you know how you spent the past five hundred years as a teacher
Drinking can also be tiring!
Ling Zhouyue quickly located Xiao Ran's position, and it took "decades" to pass through the layers of barriers and find Xiao Ran in the vast maze.
One can imagine how she would feel when she saw Xiao Ran's long-lost face five hundred years later.
In a flash, he jumped up directly, pinched Xiao Ran's handsome face, almost couldn't hold back, and bit him.
Ling Zhouyue jumped on Xiao Ran's body, grabbed his face with both hands, and cried with anger and tears.
It almost distorted Xiao Ran's face.
What is blinding me
It's like a waterfall of hair!
Xiao Ran stretched out his hand and picked up his black hair, as if he had opened a picture scroll left by the ancient gods.
It was a face that was suffocatingly beautiful no matter how disheveled it was, no matter how it was ruined.
The red wine halo is like a splash of watercolor ink, soaking the clean and flawless tissue paper.
The tearful eyes that are about to cry are the finishing touch, transcending the barriers of any age and identity, and hitting the soul.
It's just that he didn't understand why the Master suddenly appeared in the labyrinth.
"Master?"
Ling Zhouyue was so angry that she kept kneading Xiao Ran's face to resist the urge to kiss him and bite him.
If Xiao Ran was a woman, she would kiss.
"You scoundrel still knows it's called Shizun! You have time in the palace to be a concubine and a palace maid, but you don't have time to find Shizun. Do you know how you came here as a teacher for five hundred years?"
Xiao Ran calmed down.
Even if Shizun only has qi cultivation, he is still a generation of bosses. How could he be tossed so miserably by the maze
He was a little skeptical, and really wanted to touch his chest to verify it.
Fortunately, the bone of blood jade in the bloodline stopped him in time for his rebellious behavior.
Even if the master turns into ashes, he will know it!
Xiao Ran subconsciously looked at the physical time.
I found that it has been seven or eight hours since the last time I located the master in the general tent...
He was very busy before because of the inscription.
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After entering the underground labyrinth, he tried to use the power of resonance as little as possible to locate or use spiritual power to check with his divine sense, saving physical strength and preventing being followed.
As a result, I forgot Master!
He remembered that Shizun used to use his sword in the air before. He thought he was just wandering around, but he didn't expect that he was really investigating and entered the maze before him.
Could it be that the master also came to find the inscription
He can't ask that.
There is a poison pill in the body.
However, Shizun now only has a Qi-refining cultivation base, and he is still drinking heavily under the disorder of time and space. It is good to be able to maintain a sober mind. Even if he locates his position, it is difficult to quickly reach him in the maze.
You must know that after entering the Nether Realm and getting lost with the master, he spent a whole day, wasted his body into a thin monkey, and finally found the master.
As soon as he came in, Master found him in less than an hour, without breathing.
This is a maze!
Worthy of being a master.
He hurriedly helped Shizun, used a chopstick as a hairpin, and helped her to simply coil her hair.
With just one chopstick added, Master's arrogant, powerful and picturesque aura suddenly rose up.
The master is still a beautiful master.
The face is moist red wine.
It is also in the eyes that there is a touch of vicissitudes of the soul that has spent five hundred years.
Xiao Ran couldn't help feeling a little distressed, and wiped his tears with the sleeve of his sleeve.
"I'm sorry, Master, I'm late."
Ling Zhouyue's eyes recovered slightly, and she stared at Xiao Ran resentfully.
"Why are you getting up? I've been looking for you for five hundred years for my teacher, and I'm exhausted. Wouldn't it be okay to lie down on your body?"
One thousand years is like a wolf, fifteen hundred years is like a tiger!
But it's only been eight hours...
Women are so fierce!
Time is urgent, Xiao Ran can only comfort:
"When we get out of the labyrinth and break through the underworld, can we lie down again?"
Ling Zhouyue coughed twice to cover up the blushing that suddenly appeared on her face.
"You still have a little conscience, knowing that Master's cultivation base is low now, and he ventured into the labyrinth, trying to save Master out."
I'm here to...
Xiao Ran also coughed twice, not daring to answer.
At this moment, a surprised voice came from behind:
"Hey, didn't the senior immortal come to find the national teacher to save us?"
Snapped!
Xiao Ran kicked Wang Fugui's fat face, blocking the mouth.
Fortunately, at this moment, Ling Zhouyue was still half-drunk and half-awake, thinking that the senior immortal the young man was referring to was her.
Hands-on:
"I did come looking for a national teacher, I'm afraid he would have already died in the labyrinth."
Xiao Ran was slightly startled.
"Master is here to find a national teacher?"
"yes."
Ling Zhouyue thought about why she was looking for a national teacher, and felt that the memory was so far away, but it seemed like yesterday.
After I settled down, I cut down what happened in the casino yesterday and simplified it, and cut out the loser to win.
"Yesterday, for my teacher, I won a gambler named Wang Yongquan miserably in the casino. He won tens of thousands of taels and bankrupted his family's property. He was really sorry, so he promised to help him with a small thing within his power - his son is a nationalist. The disciple of the teacher disappeared with the national teacher a few days ago, and I found him here after helping him find his son."
Only then did Xiao Ran understand the ins and outs of the matter.
However, at this time, Wang Fugui jumped out and said:
"You're lying! My father is the god of gambling in the burning country, and he made his fortune by gambling. How could he lose his fortune? Unless you cheat with the immortal method, my father cannot possibly lose to you!"
After all, Wang Fugui was born in a wealthy family, and he was pampered since he was a child.
Ling Zhouyue suddenly remembered something.
"You are Wang Fugui?"
Wang Fugui patted his chest proudly and said:
"Yes, I am Wang Fugui. You must have lost a lot of bets to my father before you came to save me and pay my debts. Now that you have found me, let's go!"
Ling Zhouyue turned her head and took Xiao Ran's arm.
"He's not Wang Fugui, let's go."