Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Lucky Son

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In the VIP hall of the Yunquan Inn, the head of Qinglong sat solemnly in the upper position, and on the left and right of the lower head sat a middle-aged woman wearing a white lotus skirt and a middle-aged man wearing a black robe. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Tang Daoyou, is that really what the old ghost Yan said?" the head of Qinglong was silent for a while before asking the middle-aged man with a puzzled face.

"Well, that's exactly what he said, and Lotus Daoist was also present at the time. The middle-aged man nodded and said with great certainty.

When the head of Qinglong heard this, he turned his head to look at the middle-aged woman, and did not ask, but the expression on his face made people understand what was going on at a glance.

"Yan Daoyou said it in front of me and Tang Daoyou. The middle-aged woman also nodded lightly when she saw the expression of the head of Qinglong, and said unhurriedly.

"Oh?" After receiving an affirmative answer, the head of the green dragon did not ask anything more, but groaned strangely.

The middle-aged woman saw that the face of the head of the Qinglong was red and white for a while, and she didn't know what he was thinking, her face couldn't help but change several times, she bit her lip lightly, and said lightly to the head of the Qinglong: "Qinglong Daoyou, I joined you with Tang Daoyou this time, so that our Xianmen can continue to be passed on, and you can't miss the appointment!"

The head of Qinglong didn't expect her to say this, so he couldn't help but say with a pleasant face: "Don't worry, two of you, my Qinglong has always been true to her word! Since I have promised the two, then the benefits will definitely not be less than any of you, as long as we join forces to destroy the Falling Cloud Sect of the old ghost of Yan, the three of us can equally share the Luyang Immortal Cultivation Realm!"

"The concubine has thanked Qinglong Daoyou for her kindness here, and there is no need to divide the Luyang Immortal Cultivation Realm equally, as long as our Phoenix Valley disciples no longer suffer from the war. Hey, if it weren't for the great war a hundred years ago that caused us heavy losses, and our Phoenix Valley disciples are in a single lineage, and a master only accepts one apprentice, I wouldn't be so ......" The middle-aged woman smiled bitterly and said with a look of embarrassment.

"Hey, Lotus Daoist, it's not right if you say that, hehe. As far as I know, among the three major immortal cultivation sects in Luyang, your Phoenix Valley has the longest inheritance, and the secret techniques you cultivate are also the most powerful, and any disciple is a few points stronger than the disciples of the same level of other sects, but the number is slightly smaller. In the battle between the two continents in Qinglu a hundred years ago, most of the disciples of my Five Poison Sect died at the hands of the disciples of your sect, and I have a new memory of this!

"However, a hundred years ago was a hundred years ago, and now it is now, the Five Poison Gates of Qinglanzhou have been completely wiped out in that war, and now there is only the Baicao Gate of Luyang Continent. When we destroy the Luoyun Sect, we will recruit a wide range of disciples and concentrate on development, and after more than a hundred years, we will be able to destroy all the other sects that are not in the stream, and unify the Luyang Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the period of prosperity will not be just around the corner? You are right, Tang Daoyou?" The murderous intent in the eyes of the head of Qinglong appeared from time to time, but there was a smiling expression on his face. At the end, he flicked his eyes, and saw the middle-aged man's face gloomy, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said sharply.

"Well, although our Flame Sect is known as the three major immortal cultivation sects of Luyang along with Phoenix Valley and Luoyun Sect, it has always been ranked at the bottom, only a little stronger than those second-class sects, and in terms of strength, it is really not able to catch up with the Phoenix Valley of the Lotus Daoist. Seeing that the head of Qinglong was staring at him, the middle-aged man frowned slightly, and quickly squeezed out a smile and said very cooperatively, with a strong compliment in his tone.

"Hey......" The middle-aged woman's face changed several times when she heard this, and she wanted to justify something more, but when the words came to her mouth, she swallowed them back, and just sighed bitterly.

"Hehe, that's right! Since we have become an alliance, we must advance and retreat together, share blessings and difficulties!" Seeing that the middle-aged woman no longer said anything, the corners of his mouth turned slightly, revealing a proud look, and then his face changed, and he commanded in a cold voice: "The top priority is to catch that lucky son first, you immediately return to the sect, issue an immortal sect order, let all the disciples go out to arrest Li Liang, no matter what, you can't let the old ghost Yan take the lead! Remember, you have to live!"

The middle-aged woman and the middle-aged man glanced at each other, didn't say anything more, stood up and left the room with different expressions, leaving only the head of Qinglong alone, and continued to ponder with a smile.

After a long time, the head of the green dragon raised his right hand slightly, and a talisman came out of the cuff. He stretched out his finger and made a few more strokes, and with a slight click, the talisman turned into a fist-sized black flame, circled twice in the air, and disappeared into the wall. Then, he chuckled and muttered in a low voice, "Lucky son? hehe, I didn't expect him to be by my side all the time." It's no wonder that the cultivation has been completely restored in only a hundred years, and there is still some improvement, and the two great immortal sects will also willingly take refuge in me, it turns out that it is all because of him, God really helps me......!

Li Liang rode the donkey with a gloomy expression, and from time to time he would look back at the large pile of things on the donkey's buttocks and sigh. After a while, the sky was about to dawn, and I ran for another night in a daze, to say that this night's running was very smooth, I didn't see the master of the green forest, and the second didn't see the immortal cultivator, but the damn master Zhou Yu made this relatively smooth run have a lot of episodes.

Without Li Liang's consent, Master Zhou put the contents of the three storage bags and a spirit beast bag and the animals into the Qiankun Ring. It's said that this is very good, tidy it up, make full use of it, but you have to teach how to use this thing in advance, right? Mao didn't say anything, he just put the thing inside, and when he wanted to take it out again, it took a lot of effort.

Li Liang will use the storage bag, it is very easy, he only needs to transport the spiritual power that is constantly circulating in his body, and slowly press it onto the palm of his hand, so that he can feel an invisible big hand reaching into the bag, and he can take whatever he wants, and put it in the same way. But this Qiankun Ring, with the strength to eat milk, the nose was bleeding, and the invisible hand was only the size of a thumb in it, and the inside was also black paint, so I couldn't feel anything, so I could only fish out a handful, but I fished out a bunch of things such as iron swords, wine gourds, teleportation charms, steamed bun bags, pill jars, and six spirit antidote pills, and I made a lot of noise. Fish it out, just fish it out, it's all useful anyway, but if you want to put it back, it's not like that, it's useless to try hard, which makes Li Liang keep scolding Zhou Yu for a long time, easy things are not allowed to be used, why do you have to let people play with this kind of difficulty? You can only take it, you can't put it, and you have to leave a little nosebleed when you get it, is this a fucking high-end product, or a pit daddy product?

Scolding and scolding, anger and anger, but now is the period of running away, there will be danger at any time, in desperation, Li Liang can only find some vines and weave them into a simple straw rope, and stretch large things such as steamed bun bags and pills on the donkey's buttocks.

The sky was getting brighter, the sun had not risen, the air was filled with the chill of dawn, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of frost. Li Liang raised his head, looked at the gray clouds in the sky, sighed deeply, and then reached out and took out a hard steamed bun from the steamed bun bag behind him, and gnawed it silently. It is said that providence makes people, but this day seems to have gone too far with himself, he does not seek any glory and wealth, nor does he want to be an emperor or immortal, but just hopes to be a farmer, marry a daughter-in-law who is not too beautiful and not too ugly, and live honestly for the rest of his life, why is it so difficult? Even if he is unlucky, he can't be unlucky for more than 20 years in a row, right? Is he really choosing the wrong path, he is born to fight for power and profit, and he is born to dominate the world? If this is the case, why doesn't God raise his IQ? When the seniors did the test, they only had a hundred IQ nodding heads, and they belonged to normal people, and those guys with peerless geniuses and hundreds of IQs were calculated, can they really have good fruits to eat? If you didn't choose the wrong path, then why did God always let yourself be burdened with so many secrets, from Brother Zhou to Shennongzi, one is more terrifying than a cow, one is more terrifying than the other, and even the amiable Master Li gives himself a book that he can't understand, and he doesn't know what will be in it, I really don't understand what God means.

Thinking of this, Li Liang sighed deeply again, shook his head slightly, and muttered softly: "The way of heaven has a permanent order, and the world is impermanent, maybe this is God's test for me!"

As soon as the words fell, a purple light suddenly came from the sky, and it fell in front of Li Liang in two or three breaths, and a middle-aged man in a soap-colored robe appeared two or three feet away with a smile. "Hehe, lucky son Li Liang, I finally found you!"

Li Liang was taken aback by this sudden situation, his body was unstable, and he fell directly from the donkey's back, and the hard steamed bun in his hand was inexplicably thrown into the air.

Seven meat and eight vegetarians were lying on the ground, rubbing their aching buttocks, just wanted to ask a few words, why did he become a lucky son of this unlucky bastard, "bang", the hard steamed bun fell and smashed directly beside Li Liang, and a stone of an inch size was splashed up and flew directly to the middle-aged man.

As soon as the middle-aged man raised his hand to grab it, the stone fell steadily into his hand. With a smile in his eyes, he moved from Li Liang's body to the stone in his hand, and the middle-aged man's eyebrows immediately furrowed. After a careful look, the middle-aged man said to Li Liang in a slightly surprised tone: "You can smash fine iron with steamed buns, you are really not ordinary luck!"

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