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When he came out of the Nine Immortals Pavilion, it was already evening, and this time, Qi Le's harvest was huge.

Originally, his plan was to become the worship of the Nine Immortal Pavilion as his second-grade spirit sculptor, in exchange for a bloody knife, and do his best to kill Zhang Yuyuan.

Now that he has indeed become an offering, and it is also a three-grade offering, Qi Le already has a token in his hand that represents the identity of the Nine Immortal Pavilion, and with it, it can be used in the Nine Immortal Pavilion branch anywhere in this Hanging Sword Continent.

Instead of getting the Bloody Knife, he got a sniper rifle.

The repair of this sniper rifle is actually very simple, Qi Le made a trigger for it and successfully perfected it.

After the restoration was completed, Su Qiaoqiao couldn't wait to use it once, she stood on the top of the Nine Immortals Pavilion, and after placing a spirit stone as a driving force, she shot a green tree more than three miles away. The green tree exploded on the spot, scaring the souls of the people around him. At this time, Qi Le and Su Qiaoqiao suddenly realized that among the dozen or so bullets, there was also a formation recorded, and as long as they hit the target, they would immediately trigger a spiritual explosion.

Qi Le suddenly wanted to meet that senior, presumably his cultivation had reached the heavens and the earth, or rather, he had a way to return to the earth, and he had already returned to the earth?

For the homeland in his previous life, Qi Le's memory has long been blurred, but he always remembers that his roots are there, and if possible, he wants to go back and see.

Standing outside the Nine Immortal Pavilion, Qi Le's mood relaxed a lot, through the test just now, the power of this sniper rifle was extremely great, although there were only three bullets, Qi Le believed that this was enough to kill Zhang Yuyuan.

As the sun sets, Qi Le has one more thing to do tonight, which is to go to the palace to attend a night banquet.

Every year, the emperor of the southern kingdom will feast on the top ten crowns and give a little encouragement. Because after the crown ceremony, it is the examination of Shangling Academy, and only by passing the examination of the academy and becoming a student of the academy can it really be regarded as the Tianjiao of the southern country.

Qi Le carried the box containing the sniper rifle on his back, and had just stepped less than ten zhang away from the Nine Immortal Pavilion, when he suddenly saw a man in black passing by slowly.

How can that outfit be the same as yourself?

That look, that kind of timid look, as if I was afraid that others would find out my secret.

Qi Le smiled dumbly, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to be like this in the past few days, relying on his spiritual shaping ability, buying and selling the pills, earning the difference in the middle, and during this period, Qi Le was also like this, wrapped in dark clothes, covering his face, in fact, at this moment, no one on this street cared about the man in black.

The world is like this, you think you are important, you are the protagonist of this world, but others think so too. In fact, in someone else's stage, you don't even have a chance to show your face.

The world is too big, and we are all too small, so we have to be religious about it.

Suddenly very interested in this black-robed man, Qi Le hid his figure and followed behind him. The cultivation of the man in black was not high, but Qi Le's body style was very high, so he didn't find Qi Le.

After the man in black left the Nine Immortals Pavilion, he quickly ran into an alley, and after turning around, he walked out of another alley and entered an inconspicuous hut.

Entering the house, the man in black collapsed comfortably on the bed, in a very happy mood.

"Get up, you're so happy that you've achieved this result?" An old voice suddenly sounded, looking very angry.

The man in black stood up and removed his mask, revealing a face that Qi Le was very familiar with.

It was Wang Jiuzhe.

And in front of him, there was a spirit body hanging in front of him, and Qi Le, who was lying on the roof, had shrunken pupils and had a strange expression, because he also knew this spirit body, it was Dao Lezi.

That day, outside Beiyan Mountain, I thought that this old boy was killed by the spring thunder, but now he actually ran to Wang Jiuzhe.

"To be able to become a first-grade spirit sculptor so quickly, your talent is indeed good." Dao Lezi was pleased, "With the old man's teaching, you will go faster and farther than ordinary people and your peers!" ”

Wang Jiuzhe's face was flushed, and he was a little excited, before he really only had the cultivation of the five grades of the Kaiyuan Realm, and after Qi Le took his cup of wine that day, he seemed to have fallen off the altar, and he was no longer proud in the eyes of everyone.

Depressed, he drank for many days in a row, but after a drunken time, he met Dorakuko.

Sure enough, it was a senior master, three days, and it only took three days for Dao Lezi to upgrade himself two levels in a row and break into the seventh grade of the Kaiyuan Realm.

But who knew that Qi Le actually broke into the eighth rank of the Kaiyuan Realm, this is unimaginable!

"Don't be discouraged, do you think that kid is very powerful?" Dao Lezi's expression was slightly constricted, and he continued, "Qi Le was able to break through to the eighth rank of the Kaiyuan Realm because he swallowed a Ying Long Relic. This is like the method of taking drugs, although it will make him improve in a short period of time, but the follow-up is weak, and it is difficult to break through after a long time. Unlike you, under my teaching, you will become this southern country, no, what is this mere southern country, your eyes should be on the entire Hanging Sword Continent! ”

Hearing Dao Lezi's description, Wang Jiuzhe seemed to see his bright future, as if he saw Zhao Hanjing, who had a high face, leaning on his chest with a shy.

"Okay, don't delay, don't you still have to attend your emperor's banquet? Go for it. ”

Qi Le slowly retreated from the roof, it turned out that Wang Jiuzhe had gotten the golden finger "old man", sneered in his heart, and Qi Le went straight to the palace.

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The palace in the south is not large or luxurious, which shows that its owner, Li Zongren, can be regarded as a Ming monarch.

The eunuch who led the way had already been guarding the gate of the palace, Qi Le put the sniper rifle back at home, and when he arrived, everyone except him had arrived. Zhao Hanjing was wearing a red dress today, a little haggard, and his mental state was not very good, Wang Jiuzhe stood next to her and looked at Qi Le with a sneer.

Qi Le scolded Wang Jiuzhe in his heart for being stupid, reported to the eunuch who led the way, and ten people followed the eunuch into the palace gate.

In the past life and this life, this is the second time Qi Le has stepped into the palace of the southern country, the last time Li Changsheng secretly took him in, saying that he would take him to visit Li Zongren's harem beauties, but the beauties didn't see it, but saw a sixty or seventy-year-old grandmother, who is said to be Li Zongren's wet nurse, and the two of them were beaten hard with twenty boards, and they didn't dare to steal in anymore.

Zhao Hanjing was two or three steps behind Qi Le, pursed his lips, his face was slightly pale, and his eyes kept falling on Qi Le in a daze.

Seeing Qi Le talking and laughing with the people around him, Zhao Hanjing suddenly felt that this childhood sweetheart, who had grown up with him since childhood, seemed to have changed, and he could no longer understand it.

Wang Jiuzhe looked at Zhao Hanjing and then at Qi Le, and the resentment in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

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