Chapter 440: The second half of the night when I ran around
"It seems that the goblins know how to seize this opportunity better." Lin Qian picked up the Immortal Ascension Spell in front of him, "This thing has to be given to someone who can't hide it." ”
Then the Immortal Ascension Spell was thrown in front of Liu Dajing.
Liu Dajing looked at the ancient exercises in front of him, "How could this thing be there for you?" ”
"Where's your master?" Lin Qian sat on the small chair next to the desk, and when he saw that there were grapes on the table, he touched two of them.
"Just went out a few minutes ago." Liu Dajing opened the locker behind him, took a box of small biscuits and put them in Lin Qian's hand, and poured tea for her, "Just now, Mr. Liao and Fang Lao called at the same time, saying that there was a strong demonic qi emitting from the capital and the northwest at the same time, and there was a high probability that there was a demon tribulation, and the master went to check the situation." ”
"Why don't you go?" Lin Qian eats grapes with small biscuits, sweet on sweet, and the taste is delicate.
"Master said that the most important thing at the moment is to improve the strength of human immortal cultivators, so I have to work harder to cultivate." Liu Dajing sat down on the futon, "I think so too." ”
"What your master said is right, the overall strength of humans and demons can't be too different, otherwise the weak side's path to cultivating immortals will be blocked."
Lin Qian finished eating the biscuits and grapes before asking, "The Immortal Ascension Mantra is placed in front of you, why don't you read it?" ”
Liu Dajing: "This is not the exercise of my mountain gate. "He's too upright, but it's not a good thing.
"You have to look." Lin Qian said.
Liu Dajing hesitated, "I have to ask Master at least." ”
Lin Qian: "Doesn't your master also listen to me?" ”
Liu Dajing was stunned for a moment, indeed, he immediately picked up the Immortal Ascension Spell and looked at it.
Lin Qian asked him, "Do you have a photocopier on the mountain?" Is there a lot of paper? ”
"Yes, you want to ......" Liu Dajing understood, stood up and thanked Lin Qian, "Thank you for the guidance of the immortals!" ”
He immediately went to make copies of the Immortal Ascension Mantra, and he copied as many copies as he could.
Then he took up the divine action and sent copies to every mountain gate he knew.
He threw it on the head of the goalkeeper and left, because the speed was so fast that the surveillance could not capture him, let alone the gatekeepers who were smashed.
Qingning City, along with the surrounding mountain gates, all received copies.
The guards of this kind of sect are not ordinary people, they are often the slightly older disciples of their own mountain gate who take turns to be on duty, and they know what the immortal ascension spell is, so when the file bag hits his head, he picks it up and sees the three words on it, and he even forgets to scold.
Ignoring the sore place in his head, he immediately ran to the master.
Oh, my God! What's the situation! Just now the head came back and said that the immortal ascension spell of Bud Ya Mountain was stolen, and the head over there went crazy and bit people in the association, but this thing turned around and appeared at his own mountain gate, and the gatekeeper was really afraid that he couldn't tell it.
handed the thing to the master, and the head was also numb, "You mean, you sat well in the duty room, and this thing came out of nowhere and hit your head?" ”
"yes." The disciple explained, "Master, I didn't steal this thing, I don't have the ability to sneak into Yaya Mountain without being discovered. ”
The boss opened the file bag to see what was inside.
The disciple asked beside him, "Master, is this true or false?" ”
The head didn't know that his master had also seen the Immortal Ascension Mantra, and in his generation, he had only heard of it.
Just when he felt that it was difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, he received a call from another manager, "Something is wrong!" I don't know what the hell they stole and were thrown at the gate of my mountain, it's really hard to explain. ”
"I have one here, too."
The heads of all places ventilate with each other, and then get together to check, and the content is exactly the same.
"Why, exactly? What is the purpose of the person who did this, and is this thing real or fake? ”
"It would be nice if Elder Fang was here."
"Old Fang doesn't know if he got off the plane at this time."
On this night, the mountain gate who received the copy was destined to be unable to sleep.
After their suspicions were entangled, no one dared to take the risk of trying this exercise, and there was no need to take risks, they could directly ask the head of Yaya Mountain.
Speaking of Bud Bud Mountain, in the second half of the night, other mountain gates received photocopies, and they received originals in the file bag.
After the disciple held it and sent it back, the head of the sect opened it and looked at it, and he was immediately overjoyed.
It's really an immortal ascension spell, and he was sent back intact, it seems that Fang Lao is still of some use.
The joy of the head of Bud Bud Mountain did not last until dawn.
Before dawn, the heads of the other factions approached him with copies.
The head of Yaya Mountain was so angry that his hands trembled.
As soon as the other leaders saw his state, they knew that this copy must be true.
Some people still have to ask, "Do you think this copy is real or fake?" ”
"Fake!" The head of Yaya Mountain was furious, "Everything in your hands is fake!" ”
On the one hand, he said that it was fake, and on the other hand, he insisted on recovering the copies brought by these masters, and in a hurry he found a reason for himself, because he was worried that they would go crazy if they practiced according to the fake exercises.
No one believed him, but if he wanted to take it back, give it to him.
Now there is no photocopier in any mountain gate, and it has long been backed up.
The commotion caused by the Immortal Ascension Spell spread from Qingning City to the surrounding area, and this day was definitely a memorable festival for human monks.
But for Lin Qian, it was just an ordinary evening.
She slept like that, and then got up early to find her grandmother with her clone.
But when she took her grandmother out for a walk today, her aunt suddenly said: "Aqian, today Saturday, your brother will bring your sister-in-law back, don't stay outside for too long, come back after a stroll." ”
Lin Qian understands, you can look forward to lunch.
Grandma's memory is getting worse and worse, and she has no impression of the places she took her not long ago.
Fortunately, she still remembered the people around her and knew that the person who led her around to play was Lin Qian, but she sometimes asked, "Aqian, aren't you going to school today?" ”
Lin Qian told her, "Today is Saturday, and school is closed. ”
"Oh." Grandma said, "Is your mother still busy?" It's been a long time since I've seen her, and she's working too hard.
The last time I saw her, her face was sunken and thin, she couldn't eat well, and she was so tired. Grandma chattered, "I still have some money saved, don't tell your uncle when to let your mother come." ”
Her mind jumps from time to plane.
Lin Qian echoed and pointed to the strange landscape next to her to show her.
Thinking of her aunt's words, Lin Qian took her grandmother to play for more than half an hour and sent her back.
Lin Qian had lunch at her aunt's house, and at the dinner table, her cousin said, "The water park in the city has opened, let's go play in the afternoon!" ”
When their family reunited, Lin Qian didn't join in the fun, "Then I'll take my grandmother to my house." ”
"No, you don't." My cousin's girlfriend, Kyung-kyung, said, "Let my grandmother go and play with me, my grandmother should be able to play with the project over there." ”
My cousin agreed, "Grandma should also want to play, I heard that it's very interesting over there, Aqian, you can go too." ”
Lin Qian didn't go, she, a clone, had other things to do.