Downstairs, a bonfire was lit, and a group of people sat around, leisurely eating delicious food and singing.

The officials who paid their respects from all over the world could not enter the Star Picking Tower, so most of them saluted the top floor not far away to celebrate the birth of the prisoner. The Daliang royal family naturally attaches great importance to the Qin Tianjian and respects the prison, but after all, it is just a glass of wine for self-cultivation.

Of course, how the officialdom is and how the royal family is, after all, it is only more interests than feelings. The only ones who really have a heart are the juniors and disciples who have fun downstairs.

"When you see an acquaintance, do you want to have fun?"

Chen Liu, who was sitting with Shen Yan, suddenly found someone in the crowd.

So he touched Shen Yan and asked with interest.

"What?"

Shen Yan looked at him with a look in his eyes, not quite sure what he was thinking.

"This adult has a big appetite, and I want to loosen his stomach."

"That's right."

Hearing him speak, Shen Yan also had a little more smile on his face.

She knew what he wanted to do.

Although it sounds quite naïve and unreasonable, this is not him.

So, Bai Jiu, who was free, was invited over to act as a thug.

After saluting, Lord Yin of Jingzhao Mansion was dragged into the alley, put on a sack, and was beaten bitterly.

Physical methods soothe the stomach and intestines, and probably cure the problem of eating what you want to eat when you see it.

"Childish or not?"

"It's not naïve. Isn't this Lord Fu Yin trying to grab swan meat with me?"

Song Zhiqiu was casually thrown into the debris pile by them.

Soon after, the passing patrol battalion spotted the ghost crying wolf.

It's just that the severe punishment he sought for the murderer probably couldn't do it, because when they followed up the investigation, they found the shadow deliberately exposed by the prison lord.

At this time, Chen Liu and Shen Yan were really invited to the top floor by the prisoner.

Naturally, the two of them had no intention of repenting for doing wrong, and of course, the prison chief did not come out to administer justice for a small mansion Yin.

"I don't know how the Buddha would have felt if he had known that his most important successor had been taken down by a stinky boy who had not dried up."

"Meet...... Well...... That one...... Ouch......"

Chen Liu wanted to reply to the previous sentence, but he was pinched on the back.

I had to change my strategy, took out a pot of tea from my arms, handed it to the supervisor, and said:

"This is our birthday gift to the Prison Correction."

"......" - you kid is deliberately finding fault, aren't you?

The prison is full of black lines, of course he knows that this can of tea was taken by Feng Shuai from him.

However, since it has been sent out, the prison is naturally not interested in getting it back.

Although Wudao tea is precious, it doesn't have much effect on him.

"Excuse me, take it and drink it yourselves."

Chen Liu naturally took back the tea leaves and took out another thing, which was a leaf.

The supervisor's eyes shrank slightly, and he took the blade.

"She said I'll pass it over to the Warden."

On the leaf, there are six small words written "Happy Brother's Birthday", and the inscription is left - "Sister, Qingning".

This is what Luo Qingning finally entrusted to Chen Liu when they were separated.

After a long silence, the supervisor finally smiled indifferently, and then said:

"Since you've given me a gift, I deserve something back."

Jian Zheng asked Chen Liu for the black chopping knife that Yuan Ping gave him.

With a flick of one finger, the blade instantly turned into countless tiny fragments, as faint as smoke and dust.

Then some colorful ores flew out of the sleeves of the prisoner, which were also crushed into dust.

There are nine days of starlight falling on the star-picking tower to contain its gods, and there is weak water under the nine shadows to shape its body.

There is no electric flint, no axe and chisel tempering, just a simple move of the finger, these materials are instantly combined together, and a peerless divine weapon is forged.

The blade is extremely tough, can resist the tremor of the sky, the blade is sharp and intimidating, and the cold light is revealed.

At this time, the supervisor called again:

"Come!"

In the heart of Chen Liu's eyebrows, a thunder dragon drilled out and poured into the blade.

The finishing touch, this knife has its soul!

It had gone through in an instant, and it had taken decades for other divine soldiers to cultivate.

At this moment, the natural vision seems to be celebrating the birth of this divine sword.

It's just that the supervisor was probably annoyed, so he casually dispersed the thunderclouds that were about to converge on the horizon, and only stripped out the seal of heaven and earth in it, and engraved it on the blade.

Subsequently, the supervisor shook his hand and gave the Thundering Divine Sword to Chen Liu.

"This knife is upright, with thunder and fire quenching, weak water forging, starlight shaping gods, can drive away evil and bind charms, block the law and break the formation, and cut off luck. I'll be able to use it for a while."

"Lady Xie Jianzheng."

Chen Liu was naturally sincerely pleased.

Since his debut, Chen Liu has encountered all the fights of immortals.

Originally, the black chopping knife, which was more than enough for eight or nine rank martial artists, became Chen Liu's decoration most of the time, and it didn't work at all.

This thundering knife can probably always be used.

As for Shen Yan, it was a bottle of elixir.

"This is refined by the Medicine Master King Buddha. I won't say what to do, you can find out for yourself."

"Thank you, Correction."

As the inheritor of the Medicine Master Wang Buddha, it is naturally a supreme blessing to be able to obtain the elixir refined by the Wang Buddha himself.

She uncorked the bottle, sniffed it gently, paused for a moment, and silently closed it again.

Shen Yan looked at Chen Liu, who was looking at the knife with a happy face, and then looked at his supervisor with a smile, and finally remained silent.

"Prepare well. There are many unknown circumstances waiting for you in the future."

The two nodded.

Then, it was time to separate.

Shen Yan delayed for an afternoon and revealed everything to Chen Liu, but after all, he still had to go to the School Palace to discuss the matters mentioned on the letterhead with Nanhua Zhenren.

"Leaving?"

"Hmm."

"I'm going to miss you."

"You two really use me as air, don't you?"

The evil prison interrupted the farewell of the lover, and he had never been interested in sweet and greasy things, and he had no desire to appreciate them.

However, the supervisor kindly opened a portal for Shen Yan, so that she could save most of the distance.

The two reluctantly said goodbye until Shen Yan disappeared into the sky.

"Tomorrow will go down to Jiangnan, do you know the route?"

The prison was no longer entangled in the affairs of the two of them, but asked about going to Jiangnan.

Chen Liu shook his head as a matter of course.

He's going to ask at the batter later, and he should get a map map.

What's more, with Momei accompanying him, there shouldn't be too many things for him to consider.

After listening, the supervisor nodded.

"In addition to the end of Longhu Mountain this time, you will also pass by Jianghuai, Wudang and Yunmengze, and you can also pay more attention to these three places."

"Hmm."

The supervisor did not elaborate, but the point is the most suitable one.

Chen Liu naturally has this wisdom and understands some things, and the experience he should have cannot be stripped away at will.

"Hmm...... King Asura, he was born."

Chen Liu looked to the west with the eyes of the prisoner.

In the realm of Buddha, a towering mountain collapsed, and the Asura King, who had been trapped at the foot of Mount Meru for 500 years, rediscovered the light of day.

The expected earth-shattering roar did not happen, and the born Asura King just sat quietly on the sidelines, looking at the karmic fire red lotus in his hand, and was silent for a long time.

The Buddha's decree attached to Mount Meru had been taken off by the man who had given him the red lotus, and he had also received the Buddha's full blow, and he was seriously injured and left.

"Pei Wujiang? Interesting."

After all, the battle with the Buddha was a bit cross-grade, and if it wasn't for the Eagle Mountain, he would not have been interested in hitting the Eagle Mountain.

What he was even more interested in was Pei Wujiang's first-class martial artist.

"What about the Buddha? Why are you here?"

King Asura looked at the Buddha from the East who appeared in front of him, and was a little stunned.

The Buddha from the east folded his hands, first bowed to the king of asuras, and then replied:

"The Buddha is in retreat, and I am in charge of the affairs of Vulture Mountain for the time being."

"Hmm. What are you going to do? You still want to suppress me?"

The Donglai Buddha shook his head, pointed to the karmic fire red lotus in the hand of the Asura King, and said:

"I want to exchange the red lotus in the donor's hand."

Feeling more and more strange, Asura held the red lotus in front of him and replied:

"Aren't you Buddhists the most taboo to burn your body with karma?"

The Buddha didn't speak, just looked at the Asura King and waited for him to make a decision. z.br>

However, after hesitation, the Asura King made a tricky offer.

"Twelve Pins of Lotus Terrace."

"The donor laughed."

Although the karmic fire red lotus has the same root and origin as the twelve-rank lotus platform, the twelve-rank lotus platform is a treasure of the Buddha, and it is no longer comparable to the karmic fire red lotus at this moment.

"That's it."

"What if it's Ah Bi and Yuan Tu Sword?"

When the Asura King heard this, his eyes froze slightly, and he was even a little shocked.

"You've really done your best."

The Ah Bi and Yuan Tu Swords were originally the treasures that were born and raised in the Stygian Sea of the Asura Realm, and they were also the swords of the Asura Ancestor.

At that time, due to the killing of the Asura realm, it attracted the attention of the Buddha Kingdom.

In the end, the twin swords were exiled in a foreign land and banned by Buddhism, becoming a shame forever engraved in the hearts of the Asura people.

The double sword is compared to the twelve-grade lotus platform, although it is not surpassed, but it is also between the best. Not to mention that the Twelve Rank Lotus Platforms and the Asura Realm attributes are mutually restrictive, and they are of great use; And Ah Bi is different from the Yuan Tu Twin Swords, which is of great use to the Asura Realm and even to the Asura King himself.

If the karmic fire red lotus is exchanged for these two swords, it will obviously have more advantages than disadvantages.

"How?"

Hearing the question of the Buddha from the East, it all seemed to have an end.

"It sounds like it doesn't seem to be able to be said otherwise, so ...... Let's not talk about the past."

The answer of the Asura King did not surprise the Buddha from the east too much.

I was going to give it a try, but in the end, I still had to choose to prove everything by force.

With the fall of the negotiations, the three ancient Dharma statues appeared behind the snow-capped mountains around them.

"Yo, three Buddha masters, the scene is really big."

On this day, the three Buddha Masters joined forces again to severely damage the reborn Asura King and beat him back to the Asura Realm.

The Bodhisattva retreated to the Buddha kingdom and returned to his position, no longer guarding the abyss.

On the sea thousands of miles away, Pei Wujiang felt this fluctuation, and also sighed at the strength of Buddhism.

"Lord."

Qinghu Daoren, who has already become the respect of a kraken and has been promoted to the third grade, is respectful in the face of this mysterious person who once let himself go.

If it weren't for him, he would probably die on the same day and be divided and eaten.

As for the fact that he needs 100,000 blood food when he comes here, Qinghu won't mind and will find it for him.

The law of the jungle has been the case since ancient times.