Chapter Seventy-Three: Brewing

The night was deep.

Among the ancient tombs of Crescent Lake.

Luo Xiu had no intention of cultivating, playing with the Qiankun Mirror, this magic weapon is very peculiar, not only can you peep at Qiankun, but also shoot out a light curtain to bind the enemy, its effect is similar to the condensation talisman given to him by Yan Qinyu, in addition, it is also a storage magic weapon, containing Qiankun, and the space is outrageous.

This is not less than 30 years of struggle...... Luo Xiu looked at the Qiankun Mirror in his hand, secretly said in his heart, and at the same time his mind moved, and inhaled the Qiankun Mirror into his body, for this, he was also quite surprised, it stands to reason that in addition to some innate spirit treasures that can be extremely compatible with himself, ordinary magic weapons cannot be included in the body, such as the sword in the stone that Guo Jiaoxi gave him.

But Qiankun is very compatible with Luo Xiu, and there is no hindrance.

In this regard, Princess Yueyue was also quite surprised.

The Qiankun Mirror is not an ordinary magic weapon, its origin is extremely special, and it is suspected to be related to the innate gods of the mythological era, and contains the laws of space.

"Maybe it's because the husband has a spatial spiritual root."

Princess Yueyue pondered for a while, and guessed, but this guess is untenable, because it was not a monk who did not have a spatial spiritual root to control it, but it was impossible to do it like Luo Xiu, refining it, and even opening the space inside it, just like a natal magic weapon.

It's incredible.

"Maybe."

Luo Xiu nodded, his mind moved, and the Qiankun Mirror floated directly in front of him, and with his control, the picture of the Spirit Mansion appeared in the mirror, but just as he was about to go deeper, a light curtain of the Mohu Lake obscured his vision, like a mosaic.

This...... How does it feel a little unserious.

Luo Xiu tilted his head to look at Invite Yue.

"Because of Jiuding, although the Jiuding in the Yangcheng Lingfu is just a weapon, it is connected to Jiuding, with the luck of the human race, and has the ability to suppress all things."

Invite Yue to explain to Luo Xiu.

When Luo Xiu heard this, he directly adjusted the picture to Lin Hu's home.

This time, there is no Mo Lake in the picture, revealing the two brothers who are practicing martial arts in the courtyard.

Under the moonlight.

Lin Hu was beating Lin Ye's body with a wooden stick, and Lin Ye grinned at the beating, but the young man was silent, closing his eyes and holding on, even if his skin was oozing blood, he still gritted his teeth, maybe he didn't want to wake up the grandmother in the house.

Practicing martial arts is never an easy thing, for these ordinary people who have no spiritual roots, if they want to gain great strength, they must pay countless energy.

Even if this kind of cultivation is not as good as a monk's one-time vomit, this is indeed the only way out for ordinary people.

"Let's also cultivate."

Luo Xiu looked at Lin Ye, who was working hard to cultivate, and was full of emotion for a while, he couldn't help but look at Ying Yue beside him, and said with a serious face, he didn't want to be compared to a little hairy child.

A child knows about cultivation, and there is no reason for him to slack off as an adult.

Ying Yue pursed her lips, and an unnatural flush appeared on her beautiful and beautiful face, even if it was not the first time, she was still a little blushing, and she could only blame Luo Xiu for too many tricks, and her flexible little tongue could write wild grass.

Luo Xiu stretched out his hand to hold Ying Yue's cold little hand, smiled slightly, skillfully threw Qiqi outside the house, and closed the door casually.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

Qiqi did a backflip and landed steadily.

Its ice-blue eyes stared faintly at the closed door, and it had an urge to tickle.

It's been the first time!

Cats also have tempers.

Three poles on the sun.

Luo Xiu came to the Spirit Mansion full of spirits, and went to the Spiritual Department to open it as usual, but he never thought that the people in the department had solemn faces, and even Jiao Sai and Tong Jack, who were out of tune in the past, had gloomy faces.

Sensing that the atmosphere was wrong, Luo Xiu didn't speak, and slowly walked to Jiao Sai, who had the best friendship, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

"Lu Qi is dead."

Jiao Sai was silent for a while and said slowly.

"How so?!"

Luo Xiu was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief: "How could he die?" ”

The boss is fine, Lu Qi, as the captain of the first team, is undoubtedly above Liu Dahai in strength, how did he die.

"Killed by the Pheasant King."

Jiao Sai said slowly.

No wonder the atmosphere is so solemn...... Luo Xiu muttered in his heart, and at the same time felt an atmosphere of coming storms, there were a total of nine spirit officials in the Yangcheng Spirit Mansion, and six of them had died, and they couldn't find clues, so they could only check like headless flies, but now, the pheasant king dared to kill Lu Qi, and those old guys in Yangcheng couldn't go crazy?

Luo Xiu's mind couldn't help but think of Lu Qi's figure, for this senior brother, his senses were quite good, but now, he could only sigh the fragility of life.

Is it too late for me to change careers?

Luo Xiu suddenly didn't want to continue to serve as the spirit officer of the Soul Detention Department, it was too dangerous.

Seven of the nine Imperial Soul Officers were hung, and the mortality rate was a bit terrifying.

In this world, Ta Luo is a single person, if this is hanging, let alone passing on the ancestry, even his daughter-in-law has to be widowed, how long has he been married?

Luo Xiu took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and said, "Boss, it's okay." ”

Luo Xiu didn't see Liu Dahai in the house.

Jiao Sai nodded and said slowly: "The boss is seriously injured, but his life is saved." ”

"What do they say, Old Guo?"

Luo Xiu asked.

"Murder pays for life."

Jiao Sai said in a low voice, this matter does not need to be discussed, Yangcheng Lingfu was already holding back his anger, and now that the Pheasant King has sent it to the door himself, how can he not trouble him.

Luo Xiu nodded and was silent, he knew that if nothing else, the pheasant king was dead.

Yangcheng Lingfu must kill chickens and make an example of monkeys, otherwise this Yangcheng field will not be able to be suppressed.

Once the hearts of the people are scattered, it will be difficult for this team to lead.

"Is it still hidden?"

Luo Xiu suddenly thought of something, and asked, the Lingfu had been hiding the disappearance of the six spirit officials before, but now, even Senior Brother Lu Qi had an accident, so this matter was undoubtedly impossible to hide.

"I don't know."

Jiao Sai smiled bitterly and shook his head, who would have thought that the situation in Yangcheng would become what it is now within a year.

It's like someone is deliberately targeting Yangcheng.

“……”

Luo Xiu nodded, did not speak again, he looked at the other listless people, and roughly understood that feeling, whether he liked Lu Qi or not, the other party was the benchmark of the younger generation of Yangcheng Lingfu, and now that he had an accident, the blow to Yangcheng Lingfu can be imagined.

Immediately, Luo Xiu thought of a woman in a silver-white feather coat.

Lu Qi is dead now, and the accompanying goblin Bai Xue who followed him doesn't know what is going on now.

Come to think of it.

Luo Xiu couldn't help but look at Qi Qi on his shoulder, if he died, would Qi Qi be very sad?

Qiqi's pair of ice-blue eyes looked at Luo Xiu, cool.

How do you feel that this silly cat will not be sad...... Luo Xiu muttered in his heart.