The sky was densely covered with clouds, and the pressure was very low, and the people coming and going from outside the silk workshop were in a hurry, and suddenly the rhythm of the entire Guyue City accelerated.

The middle-aged man moved to the recliner not long ago, and before he took a nap, the sky changed when he said that he would change, and his mood was destroyed, and he was a little helpless, complaining, "The north is coming, the wind and rain are coming, and the people who shouldn't be here are also coming, it's really unpleasant weather." ”

He looked at the sky, as if talking to himself, but at some point there was a middle-aged man standing beside him, with thick eyebrows, a lofty atmosphere, and a restrained and majestic atmosphere.

It was the city lord of Guyue City, Gu Lingyun.

The middle-aged man didn't look back, and continued to talk to himself: "The disgusting ominous atmosphere, you see something you shouldn't see, but you want to suppress it with your own strength, you don't hit the south wall and don't look back, and the last person who suffers is yourself." ”

The city lord frowned slightly, but he didn't dare to say anything, he knew the identity of the person in front of him, he didn't look at himself, but he already knew his intention, and his state of mind was unfathomable.

Four days ago, Gu Lingyun saw a crow flying on the dead sea and turned into a ghost ship, which was an ominous thing, and his eyes were covered with a layer of turbidity. After returning to the City Lord's Mansion, he wanted to suppress this ominous aura with his own cultivation, but it has been four days, and it has not improved but worsened.

With his temperament, he won't look back if he doesn't hit the south wall, and if he hits the south wall, he will break it, but this time the south wall is too thick.

"The south wall has hit, how can I solve it if it can't be broken? There is not much time left for me, there is no turning back, and the younger generation has come to seek a way from the Heavenly Master. The city lord said respectfully.

"That's right, if you turn back at this time, there is not enough time, you will be left with a wound, and when you cross the catastrophe again, you can only end up with a bad death. The middle-aged man still didn't look at the city lord squarely, and said with a playful smile.

"The Heavenly Master has vast magical powers, and his attainments in cultivating the mind are beyond reach, and the younger generations ask the Heavenly Master for advice. Give me a way to help me survive this calamity, and I will be grateful. ”

The middle-aged man sat up, still looking at the sky, and said: "The higher the attainment of the Mind Cultivation Dao, the more you meddle in things that you can't do, and your state of mind will fall by a thousand feet, and I can't afford to be backlashed." It's going to rain on this day, but it's the will of heaven, and if you say the wrong thing, you won't be able to escape this calamity. ”

The city lord pondered deeply, pondered for a long time, and didn't realize that he had said something wrong, and frowned and asked, "The junior really can't figure out where to say the wrong thing, thanks to the Heavenly Master for advice." ”

The middle-aged man turned around, stared into the eyes of the city lord, and sneered: "What did you say to a young man four days ago, and you forgot? A monk of the Two Yi and Three Palace Tribulations, it is impossible for him to have a bad memory and not remember what he said four days ago." ”

Four days ago, he said what he said to a teenager?

Thinking about it seriously, his face suddenly changed, "That half-demon boy?"

Finally remembered, that day on the warship, he said to the half-demon boy, I thought that you saved Linglong's life, today I let you go with a clear conscience, if you say goodbye, I will get rid of your heresy.

That sentence was murderous.

"What is the origin of the half-demon boy, because of my murderous words, I fell into a catastrophe. ”

The middle-aged man shook his head, still with a sneering look, and finally sighed. "It was the crow that took one look at you, and that's why you're in a situation from which you can't recover. If you were murderous at that time, I was afraid that you would have died on the spot. ”

"Why so, what's the relationship between the crow and the half-demon boy?"

"God knows. I am a person who cultivates the path of the mind, and there are endless heavenly opportunities involved in it, and I dare not speculate with my realm. The middle-aged man said lightly, continued to look at the sky, and let out a long breath. "I guarded Ling'er's side with a wisp of soul, but I didn't dare to show up, but you were good enough to dare to show your murderous intent to the half-demon boy. But you can rest assured, although the little girl of the ghost clan has the protection of the Yin Yang Town Spirit Umbrella, even if she inherits the Sen Luo Ghost Dao, the end will not be much better than you, unless you can ask for a locust leaf in the holy land of the ghost clan, otherwise she will be with you on the Huangquan Road, at least you won't be bored. ”

It was raining in the sky, and it was a light rain. The trial of the North Underworld is imminent, this rain will rain for a hundred days in a row, and the water will become too much, and a month later, the Broken Bridge River will rise, and the river woman will come to lead the young people into the North Underworld. In another hundred days, when the water overflows the bridge and the river, and the fish can cross the broken bridge, the strong people of the Dragon Secret Realm can enter the Northern Underworld Realm.

The city lord is not laughing, nor is he crying, what kind of comfort is this?

Giving up his hand, the city lord bowed deeply and begged: "Ask the Heavenly Master to show me a clear path, and the younger generation is grateful." ”

"There is no clear way, and the bitter fruit you have planted will be eaten by yourself. ”

"How do you eat?"

"Far away in the sky, all by your side, there is a half-demon boy on the fourth floor of the silk workshop, if you ask for something, you can ensure that you survive this catastrophe. But I don't know if the half-demon boy has a grand crown and gave you that thing. "The middle-aged man is full of irony,

Four days ago, the city lord was high up and disdainful of the half-demon boy, and when he saw him again today, he could only grovel and beg for a life-saving thing.

"Forgive the younger generation for being ignorant, I don't know what the half-demon boy is?" said the city lord sincerely.

"The Shroud. ”

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March sat at the desk, teaching Qian Ling'er in a good way, a stick in front of him, used to teach the distracted little guy, and it really looked like a teacher. If it weren't for the age match, it really meant something. It's just that the thin and thin little body looks a little funny.

Three years ago, March was convinced of moral education, flattering the law of Confucianism and Taoism, and three years later the ghost believed in that set of things, Qianlinger was too stubborn, to put it bluntly, he was a little guy who didn't open his mind, and his little head was filled with how to make trouble, always thinking about the stubborn nature of watching ants move, play in the water, and pick flowers.

Three years later, in March, he was convinced that the champion would come out under the stick, because this was the only way to cure the little guy.

Suddenly hearing the sound of rain outside the window, the rhythm of fluttering began to appear on the eaves, the young man put down the book in his hand, and the interest hit, walked to the window, and watched the wind and rain continue, blowing down thousands of homes, and the ancient moon city was hazy.

Qian Ling'er snickered when she saw this thief, she finally didn't have to look at this kind of dense text, in her mind, these words were like countless ants, and she had a headache when she looked at them.

The boy looked out the window. She looked at him seriously, and his face was also distracted, two very serious faces.

So much so that when a middle-aged man came behind him, the two of them didn't know anything.

"Ahem...... Cough!" The city lord was a little embarrassed, and deliberately coughed to attract the attention of the two.

The boy turned around and saw an offensive face, this person was the city lord who had spoken harshly to him on the boat, and would kill himself when he said goodbye.

After four days, goodbye.

"You came here to kill me for the sake of my identity as a half-demon?" March sneered, "I'm just a great half-demon, and I didn't provoke you anything, but I provoked your city lord to let go of my identity as a city lord and not hesitate to find here, isn't it an honor?"

If it was a few years ago, with the temperament of March, it would definitely not be so aggressive, but now the temperament has changed a lot.

"I take back what I said to you four days ago, please don't take it to heart, I have come today to ask for something. The city lord said gently, and gathered up the domineering spirit that was invisibly revealed on his body, and he had to be respectful in front of the young man, it was about life and death, and he had to do it as a last resort.

March was surprised that the city lord didn't come to find fault, put down his body and talk to him on an equal footing, so he asked: "I am a little half-demon, I know everything, how can He De let you bend down and beg me?"

The cultivation of the city lord is the same as that of the sect master of the Qingxuan Sword Sect, in the face of such a high-ranking figure, March is puzzled, if even they feel that something is tricky, what can he do to help him.

The city lord pointed to March carrying the Dragon Xuan Sword with him, "The crow gave you a shroud, right?"

March immediately became vigilant and stared at the city lord like a thief, "How do you know?"

"I've seen things I shouldn't see, and I'm about to be wounded, and I need that thing to shelter, otherwise I'm going to die the next time. ”

"Why should I give it to you?" March sneered, he was angry four days ago, and now that he has caught the handle, this breath will naturally have to be returned.

"Not to give but to borrow, I need that shroud to suppress the ominous qi on my body, so as not to leave a single wound, of course, you can open it. The city lord narrowed his eyes slightly, if it weren't for the Heavenly Master sitting in this building, with his own temperament, he might kill this young man directly with one look.

March didn't hesitate, and said decisively: "I need money, a lot of spiritual sources, how much can you give me?"

There is a saying that if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves, and the other party is a respected city lord, if you are really in a hurry, you are afraid that the dog will jump off the wall in a hurry.

And lending him a lot of spiritual sources for himself to open up the meridians, why not?

The city lord stretched out five fingers and said briskly: "Five hundred spirit sources." ”

March narrowed her eyes and said mockingly: "When did the life of a two-yi and three-palace robber monk become so cheap? City Lord, do you think that your identity is only worth five hundred spirit sources? I am a prisoner wanted by Qingxuan in March, and the bounty has been as high as five hundred spirit sources, do you think that your worth is equal to mine? If it is passed on, will it lose your prestige?"

The city lord's face was flushed, this young man had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he was not forgiving at all when he spoke, but he was actually very shrewd in his heart. Said coldly: "I can give you 10,000 spiritual sources, or I can give you 50,000 spiritual sources, if you say my life, I think it is priceless, even if you give you a spiritual source, it is okay, but with your cultivation, I am afraid that you will not be blessed with life." ”

March was silent, watching the city lord not speak.

"The ancients, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, borrow you one thing, five hundred spiritual sources, if you feel too lost, I can meet the price in your heart. ”

March hesitated slightly, "Two thousand spirit sources." ”

The city lord did not hesitate, "Deal." ”

March's face turned black in an instant, and the pie that fell from the sky felt like he had thrown it away after only one bite. After thinking about the words of the city lord, forget it, two thousand spirit sources should be enough to open up the last five meridians by yourself. People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, and their own abilities are still very clear.

Take the shroud from its scabbard and give it to the Castle Lord. The city lord was also very happy, and took out two thousand spirit sources from the palace cave cave.

The deal was straightforward and refreshing.