"In that case, how come you are the one who came back? Where's Sky Spider? What happened to her?"
Hearing this question, Night Crow came back to his senses and said in a strange tone:
"Do you really think she can come back after delivering the Heavenly Net to the north of the city? After all, she is the most accomplished in formation among us, how can we leave her here to be lazy?"
"Well, I guess I'm lazy..."
"You've been doing all the work. If she's not being lazy, what is she doing?"
Night Crow sighed inwardly after speaking in a somewhat unpleasant manner and leaving his colleagues speechless.
Having worked together for such a long time, he naturally knew Xuan Ming's personality. Even though he looked fancy on the outside, he was actually a hardworking and honest man... This problem was not a big deal when facing strangers, but it was particularly serious in the eyes of acquaintances.
"Anyway, after she got there, Wutong replaced me... After all, I'm similar to you. Without a specific magic weapon, my abilities have nothing to do with the formation."
When Da Zhuang heard what Ye Ya said, he wanted to scratch his head in embarrassment, but he retracted his head when he saw Ye Ya's towering hair.
"I see… "
The two men turned their gazes towards the fight below, which seemed a bit boring from their perspective, and fell into silence.
It was more like Night Crow was looking at the arena that had completely absorbed all the aftermath of the battle rather than the foundation-building competition.
To be honest, he was a little panicked when he first learned about his family's plan to attract attention.
Thinking about the pile of dirty work he had to do recently, as if being targeted by His Majesty, Night Crow really thought that the torturous task of making a ring out of skystone would eventually fall on his head...
But no one expected that this job would be given to Qilin
(It seems that I was overthinking before. His Majesty is not targeting me...)
I almost thought that His Majesty had discovered my secret alliance... I'm glad you're alright.
Thinking this in his mind, Night Crow glanced at the light curtain not far away with his peripheral vision.
"Tsk, speaking of the Demon Sect Saint, he is still so quick to stir up trouble. He just came back a few days ago, and he killed a chicken demon in the neighboring Qifeng City... I don't know what his true strength is now..."
Night Crow was quite sad when he thought about the fact that the young man who had needed the help of the Six Gates before was becoming more and more outrageous in the legend.
Xuan Ming on the side nodded in agreement.
"His strength is indeed extraordinary. Even though I used all my strength to fight him for thousands of rounds, I was still careless and lost the game by one move..."
"Speaking of which, His Majesty only told a few of us about the new gold medal that has not yet taken office... Although I have not seen it yet, I always feel that he is related."
"It shouldn't be him, right? After all, his cultivation is not yet a true Nascent Soul, and he is still the Holy Son of the Demon Sect..."
"I'm just saying it casually. With my keen eyesight, if it's really him, I'll be able to recognize him even if he's modified his body shape a little bit!"
… …
"… If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have recognized you just now."
In the room of Wangxianlou Inn, Miss Qilin looked at the young man in front of her who was slowly putting on his clothes, and spoke in a rather complicated tone.
Listening to the girl's words, Luo Wusheng, who had put on his clothes, held the blank mask in one hand, rubbed his face with the other and grinned.
"Of course... This is a method of changing body shape that I learned from the Sword Art [Shen Zi Jue] given by Daoist Fellow Guan Tu of Jianzhou. It's just a pity that this coat of mine was custom-made by my junior sister in the Royal City, and the ability to change was not considered at the time, so I had to take it off before it became like that to avoid damage..."
"I didn't expect Master Qilin to be so excited... Did you think of something just now?"
The Demon Sect Saint spoke unhappily.
In fact, the smear Miss Qilin gave him on the face wasn't a big deal.
With the magic modified version of the Buddhist golden body protecting him, even his face could withstand Yuanying's spells, not to mention that the opponent didn't really use much strength.
However, he still felt a little uncomfortable because his transformation was interrupted.
Fortunately, I explained it later and finally transformed successfully.
(So people should have more trust in each other. I’m not the kind of person who would take off all my clothes if I don’t agree with someone…)
Besides, he didn't want to be hit by a sword from the King of Humans or something, so how could he possibly seek death like that
Miss Qilin on the opposite side looked a little unnatural after hearing these words, but fortunately she was wearing a mask so her expression could not be seen.
She was indeed a little embarrassed.
The other person had only taken off his outer clothes, but I attacked him subconsciously.
(It's also his fault for not making this clear in advance and using such misleading words...)
(But then again, his transformation... is indeed unique. After this transformation, and with the mask on, perhaps no one except me will be able to recognize him.)
Thinking of the scene she had just seen, Miss Qilin's eyes looked a little strange.
Then, after looking away, he spoke calmly.
"nothing."
Miss Qilin answered someone's question somewhat feebly. She didn't want to dwell on this question, so she changed the subject: "Well... Now that you are also a Six Gates Gold Seal, it's a bit inappropriate to call me as formally as you did just now..."
"Oh? Then what should I call you?"
"I don't care about such trivial matters. It's up to you."
Miss Qilin, who just wanted to quickly get over the previous embarrassment, answered casually.
So, Luo Wusheng looked the girl across from him from head to toe, thought very seriously, and came to the conclusion...
"Little Qilin... Ahem, calm down... calm down, I was just joking."
Section 1#Volume 1#Chapter 397 Why is Senior Brother more anxious than me
In the end, because they could not reach a consensus on the address issue, the two people in Wangxianlou Inn ended the meeting early.
Luo Wusheng didn't think it was a big deal. After all, his purpose of visiting Miss Qilin this time had been achieved, and things were slowly going on track as he expected.
He even had the leisure to watch the boring foundation-building competition. After seeing his two familiar classmates Jin Zhang, he also had a friendly "first acquaintance" with fellow Taoist Da Zhuang through voice transmission during Ye Ya's flawless performance.
In addition, he happened to see the former waiters and shopkeepers of his own inn among the audience. They originally lived nearby. Although they had lost their jobs recently, because they were involved in the previous incident of Wangxian Tower, the Immortal Kingdom gave them a considerable compensation, so they were living a happy life these days.
After secretly contacting them, Luo Wusheng also decided on the reopening of the inn.
The Wangxianlou Inn is a good place now. It has anti-snooping spells set up by a white-haired loli. Who knows, it may become a great place for the royal city forces to exchange secret information in the future.
After resolving these issues, the Demon Sect Saint returned to the Demon Weapon Pavilion...
"Brother Song... Is this really okay?"
"Don't worry, we all know this is your first time, but we are very experienced and it will be over quickly. It won't hurt you... Well, after trying it, you will definitely fall in love with this feeling."
"Then... come on..."
Bang!
The moment the gunshots rang out, Luo Wusheng finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and returned to the third floor from the fourth floor of the Magic Weapon Pavilion.
He fell into deep thought.
(What I just saw was really a weapon refining site, not a pyramid scheme?)
Thinking that another of his own weapon refiners was about to lose his mind and be brainwashed into a master of committing suicide, the Holy Son of the Demon Sect once again lamented the power of the pathogen.
But they did it voluntarily, so I can't say anything.
"Now that I think about it, I feel like the magic weapon refining technique is really the same as evil magic..."
Especially after the evil guy upstairs learned the correct way to open it.
Well, this behavior of seeking death to the point of doing whatever one wants is indeed very devilish. No wonder the weapon refiners headed by Song Zhong have made faster progress in recent days than the little clerks who indulge themselves in Hongyan Tower all day long.
Complaining in his heart, Luo Wusheng sat on the third floor where he was the only one there, flipping through a book that looked normal.
"… As expected, apart from the fact that the ways in which the monks died were recorded in this book being extremely crude, there really isn't anything special about it."
He muttered to himself but turned to the next page.
What he was reading now was one of the several books that his junior sister had obtained through the Holy Maiden Order, and it was also the only one he had glanced at before.
It records the bizarre deaths of various monks.
Because when they were in the overlapping space of Xiaofeng Mountain in Qifeng City before, the little demon girl showed him that these books might be useful, so Luo Wusheng decided to take a look at this pile of useless things from his cheap master again.
First start by reading a book carefully.
(But this is junk anyway...)
Take the one I’m reading now, for example.
It is said that there was a talented monk with great fortune who, by chance, obtained a broken leg from a monk who was transcending tribulation, but the leg was sealed by layers of barriers.
At that time, he was at the critical moment of promotion to the God Transformation Realm. Looking at the broken leg entangled with many complex rules, he realized that if he could get past the seal and take a direct look at this thing, perhaps he could use this as an opportunity to directly advance to the God Transformation Realm.
So he used all his strength and finally broke a small hole in the seal.
Just as this genius monk expected, the moment he looked directly inside the seal, he suddenly felt blessed and used his cultivation to break the shackles, and the heavenly calamity came in an instant.
He was well prepared and deployed numerous formations to ward off disasters, and was on the verge of successfully achieving divine enlightenment.
As he was going through the tribulation, the small hole in the seal on his broken leg gradually healed... But at the most critical moment, something strange happened.
I don't know where the operation went wrong, a leg hair at the tribulation level flew out from the small hole in the seal and appeared in the middle of the tribulation cloud.
"Then the aura of the Crossing Tribulation Realm triggered a change in the Heavenly Tribulation, bringing down an Immortal Tribulation that even a Divine Transformation cultivator couldn't withstand. This unlucky guy died instantly... I guess his mentality exploded on the spot. Even if he survived, he would probably suffer from leg hair phobia."
Luo Wusheng really wanted to know where the author of this book found so many materials about the bizarre deaths of cultivators.
Judging from the way this monk died, it is really difficult for ordinary people to die in the same way.
With the ability to survive tribulation, it is hard to imagine how many limbs that can be found in the world that have not been completely destroyed by the immortal tribulation.
(The headless Buddha statue is missing a head, but there are probably many secrets in it... huh?)
Not knowing what he was thinking about, Luo Wusheng touched his chin.
The book in his hand stayed on this page for a long time before he turned to the next page with blinking eyes.
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Sunset.
Before leaving the Magic Weapon Pavilion, Luo Wusheng stretched hard.
To be honest, he was now really curious about how his junior sister managed to finish reading those books.
After flipping through the book for an entire afternoon, he didn't find much useful information. Instead, he felt more and more sleepy the more he flipped through the book... If he hadn't taken out the messaging dagger when he was bored, and chatted, played chess, or fished with Xiao Yuli, he really wouldn't have been able to continue reading.
"That being said, there are still some useful things..."
Walking on the way home, Luo Wusheng's eyes looked at the sky, and from time to time moved in several silent directions.
He could sense some subtle aura fluctuations that were probably concealed.
It should be that the Immortal Kingdom is still dealing with the remaining demon formations according to the information he provided.
(If we continue like this, we might be able to eliminate all the demon formations in the royal city... In this way, demon chaos should be less likely to cause problems.)
It is also more suitable for you to find a good posture to revive when the time comes.
Everything is still under your control.
With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, the Holy Son of the Demon Sect returned to his own residence, and then went straight to his junior sister's room.
Xiao Yuli is now in a state of self-isolation because of her disastrous defeat at online Go. It's better not to rush to disturb that girl.
And he did have something to do with looking for the little witch.
At this moment, the lights in the room have been turned on.
At the request of his junior sister, Luo Wusheng lay on his back on the other's fragrant and soft thighs, feeling the touch on his head while looking at the beautiful face with her head lowered and her eyes reflecting his own image.
He suddenly spoke softly.
"... Junior Sister, do you have a way to completely achieve this destined fruit in a short period of time... well, before the Human Immortal Ranking Competition ends, or even better, before it begins?"
The hand that was gently rubbing his head paused slightly.
Looking at the serious expression on the face of her senior brother on her lap, a strange color flashed in Bai Xiaoyao's beautiful eyes.
Why does it feel like... my senior brother is more anxious than me
If senior brother knew the contents of the destined fruit, would he still be able to say these words