Chapter Eighty-Seven: Li Qingxian Encounters Huangquan

Ten times in a row, the hook could fall on the gray bird's nest, and Li Qingxian put down the bait life star, and he succeeded once.

One by one, catch slowly.

After an hour, five luck fish and four purchased life stars were consumed, and the gray finch nest, microscale diving grass, evasion and outlier pest horses were successfully caught.

Li Qingxian immediately removed the fox and the false tiger's prestige star, and placed the gray bird's nest, micro-scale latent grass and evasion concealment on the moon life pillar, the sun life pillar and the time life pillar.

Four fates were completed, and Li Qingxian immediately felt that the light emanating from his life mansion was even stronger, and there was a faint and mysterious aura in his life mansion.

Although it failed to form a life mist, the life grid has changed greatly.

Li Qingxian made a slight deduction, readjusted the position of the four life grids, followed the five elements of yin and yang, resolved Chong Ke, and made his fate more prosperous.

In the end, Li Qingxian frowned and looked at the golden toad treasure.

This natal star can indeed make himself rich, but it doesn't match the other three natal stars, so it might as well fit with the outliers.

After thinking for a moment, he looked at the Destiny Pool and the Destiny Star Mountain.

In the life pool, five luck fish are wandering, and they get one every day, and the consumption is also large.

On the Destiny Star Mountain, there were originally eighteen purchased lives, but now six are used, and there are twelve left.

In addition to this, there are foxes and tigers and outliers.

With a thought, Jin Toad left the Destiny Mansion, and the fox and fake tiger fell on the pillar of life.

At the moment when the fate star hung on the pillar, Li Qingxian only felt a slight shock from the fate mansion.

A faint mist of fate appeared on the star of fate.

Four lives in a game.

Above the four stars and under the fog of life, there is a tiny glass ball.

The size of a human head, this small glass ball is only the size of a small thumb.

White mist in the glass balls.

Li Qingxian's face was overjoyed: "Fate is pregnant with God!" Unexpectedly, the combined efforts of Pang Mingjing and Ge Chao's life star could give birth to the god of life. Come to think of it, the fox and the fake tiger have the intention of deceiving and deceiving. ”

Li Qingxian withdrew satisfied, and once again looked at Ge Chao's fate.

Without the protection of fate, and being ordered by Emperor Xing, I saw a series of fate pictures above Ge Chao's head, just like acting in a movie.

Li Qingxian took a closer look at them one by one.

Stopping to watch his fate, Yu Guang found that Zhou Chunfeng was standing next to an official wearing a four-grade official uniform, but he didn't care about the crown on his head, and said, "The sword and pen officials are there?" ”

"In!" Jing Guan's side, the two ten-grade officials who were in charge of the interrogation records, walked out.

"Record now."

"Yes." The two pencilers immediately picked up the pen and laid out the paper.

Li Qingxian told part of the content of the picture of fate like a cannon.

"His wife is innocent, but his son has long been rebelled. The birthday medicine shop five blocks away from his house was one of their strongholds. He once framed a night guard jailer, and that jailer was wronged......"

When Li Qingxian finished speaking, everyone was dumbfounded.

Li Qingxian arched his hand in the direction of the imperial city and said, "The reason why I can be so clear is completely thanks to the emperor, he is under the order of the emperor. ”

Everyone suddenly realized and nodded slightly.

"Okay, the tiger father has no dogs!" The four-grade official praised.

Zhou Chunfeng said: "This is Lord Wu Zhaowu, the edict envoy, if you have problems with Taoism in the future, you can come and consult Lord Wu." ”

"Xiaguan Li Qingxian has seen Wu Zhao's prison envoy." Li Qingxian looked at the Taoist official.

Tall, thin, wrinkled, with three strands of pure black beard, wearing a yellow robe of yin and yang gossip, and a pure yang crown on his head, he looked like he was fifty or sixty years old.

Wu Zhao smiled and said, "I didn't go to the Si Zheng Hall last time, but I missed two good shows. As for the problem of Taoism, there is a fairy in the Alluring City, and the poor Dao will not be ugly. ”

Li Qingxian said: "Senior Sister Young Concubine has read a lot, but in terms of Taoist practice, she is far inferior to yours. ”

"You have joined the official disciple of the Tianxiao Sect?" Wu Zhao asked.

"It's the young concubine's senior sister who accepts the apprentice on behalf of the teacher." Li Qing said leisurely.

Wu Zhao nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "Okay, my Dao Sect is still the most suitable for you." ”

"Alas......" Zhou Chunfeng sighed helplessly, "This kid is good at everything, but he can't do anything." ”

Wu Zhao stroked his beard and chuckled.

"Finished?" Zhou Chunfeng asked.

Li Qingxian said: "It's over." ”

"Old Wu, I won't bother you." Zhou Chunfeng said.

"I'll drop by and see you off."

Zhou Chunfeng and Wu Zhao were in front, and everyone was behind, walked out of the cell, walked a few steps, and entered the main road, and suddenly there was a fog in front of them.

"Be careful!" Wu Zhao lowered his voice to warn.

Li Qingxian looked up and sighed in his heart.

The road leading to the west gate in front is as white as jade, like winter snow.

At the end of the white road, the gray mist churned.

The crowd looked at each other, but no one spoke.

"Is that unlucky?" Li Qing muttered to himself.

Zhou Chunfeng said in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense. Old Wu, you take care of them in place, and I'll go to the end to see the situation. ”

Wu Zhao nodded lightly, his expression solemn.

The two of them reached into the luck silverfish bag at the same time, Wu Zhao took out a magic iron seven-star sword, and Zhou Chunfeng took out an old yellowed book.

Zhou Chunfeng slowly walked to the junction of the black road and the white road, and the dense fog in front of him faded.

Bai Lu suddenly bubbled with his bones, and pieces of long black hair poked out of it, densely and gently fluttering in the air, like aquatic plants.

Wu Zhao whispered: "Black hair grows on the white ground, and there is no return to this road." ”

In the depths of the white road, there stands a gray-white stone door frame that is about a foot high, the threshold is about a foot high, there are three layers in the front, middle and back, each layer is undulating like a mountain, the mountain is full of clouds and mist, and the forest is dense.

The door frame and door frame divide the white road in two, and at the end of the white road, in the deepest part of the thick fog, there are two closed frameless gates, the height of ten stories high.

Li Qingxian looked at the gate from afar, and the gate seemed to be made of brass, with a thick texture.

The left half of the door is carved with a series of winding river channels, and between the mountains, the dark yellow water flows from the bottom to the top.

The right door is carved with a city, and vague creatures move around the city, these creatures also move from the bottom up, and once they stop or turn back, they are swept away by the dark Yellow River.

In the fog on both sides of the gate, yellow clothes occasionally flashed.

Zhou Chunfeng actually stood still.

Wu Zhao sighed softly and said, "Everyone is standing still, there is no loop." ”

Wu Zhao lowered his voice and shouted forward, "Old Zhou, how is it?" ”

"It's okay, I haven't stepped into the no-loop, as long as I don't look back, I can stop where I am. If you can solve the trick and there is no loop, you can go back. I recognize the 'Santu Mountain' on the front threshold, what is that door? ”

"Yellow Springs." Wu Zhao's voice was low.

"Understood." Zhou Chunfeng said.

Click...... Click...... Click......

The dignified four-grade member stood in front of his hair fluttering like water grass, like a small soldier stepping in place.

Wu Zhao turned his head and glanced at everyone.

Li Qingxian and Zhou Hate were together, followed by Jing Guan and Wu Zhao's two entourage subordinates, as well as a nine-rank jailer captain and six ten-grade jailers, plus Zhou Chunfeng, a total of fourteen people.

Everyone's face was afraid.

Zhou Ha secretly said: "You try not to move forward, try not to move." ”

Li Qingxian nodded lightly.

Wu Zhao let out a long sigh and said, "I know that you are scared and even want to escape, but it is impossible. Not only you, but hundreds of jailers, officials, and prisoners throughout the region are trapped. I say good news, bad news. The good news is that Huangquan is dying treacherously, and after twelve hours, it will naturally dissolve, and it belongs to the most 'kind' and simplest treacherous land, and if we encounter another treacherous place of the Imperial Prison Division, none of us will survive. The bad news is that one ship at an hour carries people into Yellow Springs. We were the first to see the Yellow Springs Gate, and it was most likely to be sent into the Yellow Springs. ”