The picture in front of Xu Qi'an's eyes changed, from blurry to clear, in less than a second.

Then he found himself at the mouth of a valley, quiet with withered flowers and withered trees, depressed and quiet.

Xu Qi'an closed his eyes, sensed the temperature and humidity of the air, and breathed a sigh of relief, which was not much different from the climate of the capital, which showed that the first generation of supervisors did not take him out of Dafeng or to the border.

For the vast majority of high-grade cultivators except for martial artists, tens of miles and hundreds of miles belong to one step away.

The white-clothed warlock raised his hand, pressed his middle finger against his thumb, and popped out a bead of blood, "buzzing", the bead of blood hit the invisible wall of qi, and the air vibrated and rippled.

"This is the secret place that I spent a lot of energy to build back then, only me, or my bloodline, can enter, not even the prison. Forcing your way in will only shatter the place. ”

The white-clothed warlock carried Xu Qi'an and stepped into the enchantment.

Xu Qi'an penetrated the thin, transparent aura realm, and the things in front of him completely changed, the valley was still a valley, but there was no grass and trees, only a huge stone plate engraved with various incantations.

The diameter of the stone plate is up to ten zhang, covering almost every inch of the valley.

As soon as he saw the stone plate, Xu Qi'an felt familiar and dizzy again, like a pregnant woman, unable to bear the desire to vomit.

"This formation, I have carved it intermittently for more than thirty years, a total of one hundred and eight formations are combined into one, the attack and defense are unparalleled, except for the supervision of the first product, it is difficult for anyone to break through here. ”

The white-clad warlock explained in a gentle voice.

Why is his secret place not far from the capital........ Xu Qi'an frowned, flashing this doubt.

Xu Qi'an didn't think much about it, because his attention was attracted by a dry corpse sitting cross-legged in the array.

The clothes worn by the dried corpse are more strange? It is sewn from cloth and animal skins, with colorful stones hanging from his waist and a cascading sweat scarf on his head.

Southern Xinjiang people?

This is a typical southern Xinjiang clothing style.

"He? He is the former leader of the Heavenly Gu Sect?!" Xu Qi'an heart moved? Tell your guess.

"That's right? He is the Heavenly Gu Old Man who stole Dafeng's luck with me. ”

The white-clothed warlock answered all questions, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and everything seemed to be under control.

"How did he die here?"

Xu Qi'an stared at the face of the first generation of prisoners and slapped a mosaic? Questioning? As if to say: You are engaged in infighting?

"He didn't have much life, and he plotted great luck with me, and he was counterattacked? Not long after the Battle of Shanhaiguan? And he was gone. ”

The first generation of the prison said with emotion: "Stealing the national fortune? Is it going to be backfired? Including pumping your luck now? I'm going to be backlashed too. This is a price that must be paid. ”

Lina said? The purpose of the Heavenly Gu Old Man to seek great luck is to restore the sculpture of the Confucian saint and reseal the witch god.......... Xu Qi'an groaned:

"Will he willingly make you a wedding dress?"

It is impossible for a strong man who can plan great luck not to know his longevity and physical condition, how could he do this kind of thing to make a wedding dress for others.

The white-clothed warlock and Xu Qi'an stood side by side? Looking at the dried corpse in the center of the array? Road:

"Is there a price to be paid for this gift? The price is the sealing Gu God? This is my cause and effect with him, you don't have to worry about it. ”

Xu Qi'an was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Do I have to die?"

The white-clad warlock was silent.

Xu Qi'an turned his head? looked at him sincerely: "I'm not rare with this luck, this is your thing, I can return it to you." ”

The white-clothed warlock said slowly:

"When you step into the second grade and become a martial artist, you will be able to bear the consequences of withdrawing your luck. But I couldn't wait that long.

"Wei Yuan is dead, Joan of Arc is dead, the dragon veins are scattered, these are all rolling trends, qi practitioners need to take advantage of the trend, if you don't seize this opportunity, when you are promoted to the second grade, the time will pass.

"To achieve great things, you have to seize the moment, you should understand. ”

After a pause, he sighed, "Moreover, when you become a martial artist, I may not be able to subdue you again." ”

A trace of sadness flashed in Xu Qi'an's eyes, and he quickly restrained his emotions and asked:

"How did you hide from the prison and put your luck on me?"

This question has bothered him for a long time, you must know that the prison is a first-class warlock, no one knows luck better than him, how the first generation did it silently, and let the luck sleep on him for twenty years.

The white-clothed warlock looked at the dried corpse and said lightly: "This is not my ability, it is the means of the old man of the Heavenly Gu." At the beginning, it was the same method, which escaped the prison and successfully stole luck. ”

What's the solution........ Xu Qi'an waited for a moment, not waiting for the white-clothed warlock's explanation.

"To unlock the bell, you must also tie the bell, draw your luck, need his help, and this big array. ”

The white-clothed warlock was carrying Xu Qi'an, and it seemed to be an understatement, but in fact, he secretly put him somewhere, just in front of the dry corpse.

He extracted his luck and needed the help of this formation, so he started planning thirty years ago.......... Xu Qi'an sighed in his heart, the old silver coin does things, and the pulse is thousands of miles.

He did not resist, nor was he powerless to resist, and after standing up obediently, he asked:

"I'm really wondering if I can erase my name. ”

The white-clothed warlock paused for a moment and said, "Why do you ask?"

Xu Qi'an smiled expressionlessly:

"I'm just curious. How far can you go to shield a person? Completely erase him from the world? What will be the reaction of the world when you block a person who is known to the whole world? For example, the emperor, such as me.

"Is the world completely forgotten, or is it a misremember, what would happen if a person who had been shielded from heaven reappeared in plain sight?

"What is the difference between the relatives of the blocked person and the others?"

The white-clad warlock looked at him and didn't speak for a long time.

Xu Qi'an looked at him calmly, "What if, write things down on paper in advance, if your loved ones see something that doesn't match your memory?"

..........

On the outskirts of Beijing, on the official road.

Xu Pingzhi rode his horse and rushed to the direction of Yunlu Academy, and the great Confucian Zhang Shen took three steps and walked leisurely with the horses.

There was a clear air in front of him, and a figure appeared, wearing a Confucian crown and an old Confucian shirt, free and uninhibited.

"Dean?"

Zhang Shen was stunned for a moment, and said in a rather surprised tone, "Why are you here." ”

Dean Zhao Shou ignored him and took out three notes from his arms, he unfolded one of them, which read:

"If you forget to save (blank) tomorrow, please give the second note to Xu Pingzhi. ”

There's a blank space in the middle, who to save? The paper wasn't written, or, it was once written, but it was erased.

"What does that mean?"

Zhang Shen looked at the contents of the note and saw that Zhao Shou's face was unprecedentedly serious, which made him realize that the dean seemed to be in trouble.

Xu Pingzhi, who was sitting on horseback, frowned, he also saw the note displayed by Zhao Shou, although Second Uncle Xu had never read a book, but he was in public office, and he had eaten royal meals for so many years, he would always be in contact with books and words on weekdays, and it was impossible to be illiterate at all.

He knew most of the words on the note, and only two or three words he couldn't read.

"I just had a big fight, but I can't remember who I played against, and I can't remember why. That is until I found these three notes on my body. ”

Zhao Shou said, unfolding the second note, which was written in cinnabar:

"Second Uncle save me!!"

The four red and eye-catching words came into Xu Pingzhi's pupils, making his pupils seem to have encountered a strong light and suddenly contracted.

Let the muscles of his cheeks twitch slightly, and let beads of sweat on his forehead.

Xu Pingzhi held his head, roared in pain, the green tendons on his forehead bulged one by one, he fell off the horse, held his head with both hands, rolled on the ground in pain, and kept roaring in pain.

Zhao Shou said in a deep voice: "Everything will pass!"

Say what you say.

Second Uncle Xu's headache was really much better, he gasped for breath, his face was no longer hideous from the pain, and the whole person was sweating, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Xu Pingzhi got up slowly, his mouth trembled, and his rough face was already full of tears at some point.

"Looks like you've remembered something. ”

Zhao Shou's voice was gentle, and then he unfolded the third note, which read: "Go to the Dog Rong Mountain in Jianzhou, find the ancestor of the Wulin League, and you will know when you go." ”

............

Inurong Mountain, inside the stone gate.

Wriggling pieces of flesh swam around a piece of paper with a line of words:

"It is very important to wait for Zhao Shou, the dean of Yunlu Academy, to come and save people with him.

"It is very important to wait for Zhao Shou, the dean of Yunlu Academy, to come and save people with him.

"Waiting for Zhao Shou, the dean of Yunlu Academy, to come and save people with him, this is very important!

"Say important things three times. ”

In the dim grotto, an old voice echoed:

"Why is there a note here, I seem to have forgotten something. I've been in retreat for many years, so I can't get out of it easily. This will consume the little life I have left.

"Wait........."

One of the pieces of flesh wriggled and rolled out a letter in the corner, which read:

"Senior, in the near future, the junior will encounter a catastrophe, I hope you can help. The reward is that I promise to give you a nine-colored lotus root within half a year to help you step into the second grade of the road. ”

In the grotto, the old voice echoed again: "Whose letter, whose letter?"

The voice was a little excited.

"I don't remember, but this letter can be collected by me, it's enough to explain the problem, I seem to have forgotten something, by the way, Zhao Shou, wait for Zhao Shou to ........."

The old voice muttered to itself.

..........

The white-clothed warlock smiled:

"It's funny, and I'm a little surprised that you can think about these questions. But it doesn't matter, it only takes half an hour to draw out the luck in your body. Even at this moment, the prison is repelling Salen Agu and rushing here, he will not be able to break down the formation that I have spent more than thirty years carving in half an hour.

"Moreover, there is a means for the Heavenly Gu Old Man to stay, and it has the characteristic of not being known. ”

Unknown features........ This is the reason why luck has been hidden in my body for twenty years without being discovered? Xu Qi'an suddenly sighed and said:

"It's really leaky. ”

The white-clothed warlock didn't speak again, and with a slight step on his foot, a clear light lit up from the soles of his feet, instantly "igniting" the entire large array, and the clear light spread like water waves, lighting up the incantation.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an had a huge sense of crisis, every hair and every nerve were transmitting "dangerous" signals.

This is the early warning of the crisis by the martial artists of the God Refining Realm.

But there is no corresponding picture in the mind, and this crisis is mysterious and mysterious, and it seems that it cannot be captured.

In the dark, he felt something in his body moving away, a little up, about to come out of the top of his head.

The formation is pulling out my luck......... Xu Qi'an is blessed to the soul to produce enlightenment.

At this time, the withdrawal of luck stopped, and it seemed that it had encountered a difficult level to cross.

At this moment, in the center of the formation, the dried corpse slowly opened its eyes.

Those eyes only have the whites of the eyes, no eyeballs, and seem to contain a terrible vortex.

Click!

Xu Qi'an seemed to hear the sound of the shackles being torn off, and a certain shackle that locked Qi Yun on his body was broken, and there was nothing to stop Qi Yun from peeling off.

Seeing this, the white-clothed warlock finally smiled.

After 20 years of planning, this dynasty has finally been completed and completed.

But the next moment, his face froze with a smile just on his face.

That huge and boundless, qi luck that ordinary people could not see, suddenly solidified when he was about to break away from Xu Qi'an, and then slowly sank and fell back into his body.

"You have other luck in you that doesn't belong to Dafeng!"

The white-clothed warlock said, his tone not inaudible to anger and joy, but it became low.

"Looks like I got the bet right. ”

Xu Qi'an was in a cold sweat, and he felt a sense of exhaustion from both physical and mental overdraft, he obviously had no physical exertion, but he gasped for breath, and said with a smile while wheezing:

"I have now determined two things, first, the qi luck you have hidden in my body has been refined by you through the means of qi practitioners. And the other part of the luck in my body, you have not refined, it does not belong to you.

"Second, you are not the same as the Prisoner, who has no last resort, based on the means of his "Mandate of Heaven" person. It's just that you, who are a second-grade qi practitioner, are still in the category of people, and you don't know everything, for example, you don't know that I once had an adventure and got a piece of luck that I don't know where it came from. It seems that the two pieces of luck seem to be fused, so you can't take out your share of luck. ”

"Ha, haha, hahaha......."

His smile gradually exaggerated, with the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, and the fear of walking in the ghost gate!

The white-clothed warlock did not refute, as if acquiescing, and smiled:

"It's just that it takes a little more time, and it's not difficult for a Qi Practitioner to refine an extra amount of Qi Luck. On the contrary, I would like to thank you for your gift of good fortune. ”

"Haha, hahaha, hahahaha........."

Xu Qi'an was still laughing there, laughing like a psychopath.

Laughing and laughing, tears come out of laughter.

The white-clothed warlock frowned, and his tone was rare and displeased: "What are you laughing at?"

Xu Qi'an wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at the white-clothed warlock, a little sad, a little hateful, and squeezed out a paragraph from between his teeth:

"Should I call you a great disciple of Jianzheng, or a Xu family Wenqu Xing, Lord Xu. Or, call you Daddy?"

..........

PS: The next chapter is Xu Bai's prostitution show operation, I have to be a little patient when I read my book, and after solving the habit of writing the case, the writing technique is a little difficult to change. Solving the case is to give the result first, and then find clues. Therefore, a lot of the content in the book is written directly first, and then the foreshadowing that has been buried a long time ago is thrown out.

Because the foreshadowing is more subtle, many readers can't remember it, so they will feel unreasonable. This situation also occurred when Joan of Arc "rebelled", and some readers complained. Later, I was deeply impressed by my foreshadowing......

The disadvantages of shielding the heavenly machine, I will write it in the next chapter, don't worry.