Chapter 223: Draw the lot
Qin Yan was not annoyed, he glanced at Murong Ying up and down without concealment, and said, "Senior Sister Ying, I haven't seen you for many years, why are you still so angry." No wonder...... Hehe, don't talk about the Qishou seat, even ordinary monks have to shy away from you. β
Murong Ying's eyes sank slightly, and he sneered: "I haven't seen you for many years?" Heh, Mrs. Shen is a noble person who forgets things, I don't remember the last time you were dragged out of the sect, we also met. β
After being reminded by Murong Ying, Qin Yan naturally remembered the previous scene when she was punished on behalf of her daughter because of Shen Jiao's matter.
At that time, I was embarrassed and looked back, and the slut in front of me even made a special trip to see her jokes.
Qin Yan was deflated, and his face became extremely ugly.
Ruan Wei on the side hurriedly said, "When Mrs. Shen came, she also noticed the whereabouts of the evil cultivator?"
Knowing that Ruan Wei was giving her the stairs, Qin Yan stopped paying attention to Murong Ying at the moment, and said, "I came here for this matter, I heard that the evil cultivator is good at disguise, you don't know what year Ma Yue will come when you wait for such an investigation, it is better to let me come." β
"Oh, what is Madam Shen's plan?" asked Ruan Wei.
Qin Yan took out a snow-white fox from a spirit beast bag and said, "This is a six-tailed phantom fox, good at illusion, and even better at finding taste. As long as you have something that the evil cultivator has used, as long as he is still within a hundred miles of this, he will definitely not be able to escape the track. β
"Really, I heard that this thing is almost extinct, where did Madam get this?" Ruan Wei looked at the phantom fox with some eagerness.
Qin Yan glanced at him with disdain and said, "No matter what kind of demon beast, as long as Mrs. Ben wants it, there is nothing that you can't get." β
In the entire Tianchu, in addition to the demon clan, she is the only one in the Mushengmen.
"It seems that Master Shen really holds his wife on the tip of his heart. Ruan Wei laughed, urging Qin Yan to exert it as soon as possible.
Qi Qiyang here also took the corpse of the monster that he had picked up from the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and said, "Presumably, following these demonic qi, it will be easier to find the evil cultivator." β
The cultivators saw that Qin Yan had given the six-tailed phantom fox a red spirit fruit, and then put the phantom fox beside the monster.
The little head of the phantom fox arched, and a wisp of demonic energy was sucked into its small nose. The phantom fox's pupils changed slightly, and a trace of red smoke came out of its mouth, and the red smoke drifted down the sky.
The phantom fox immediately chased after him.
"Keep up. Qin Yan followed the phantom fox and left.
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The situation of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance is changing, but the mountain villages of the Cangwu Mountains at that time were peaceful.
The breeze blew through the treetops, and copper coins collided with each other, making a pleasant jingle sound.
There was a dead wood rattan chair under the coin tree, squeaking and swaying.
On it is an old man with a dog's tail in his mouth, an arm on his pillow, and a leg crossed.
"Birds in the Trees ~ Birds in Pairs......"
Old man Ji hummed a small tune, and his good face suddenly spit out the weeds in his mouth: "The granddaughter-in-law is not here, and the old man fades out of his mouth." β
Glancing at the figure by the study window, he said loudly again: "Fade out a bird...... Hey, what a poor old man......"
Seeing that the people in the study ignored him, Old Man Ji got up and went to the house and took out the bamboo tube and the stick.
"Hey, I don't know how my granddaughter-in-law is doing outside? Old man Ji muttered to himself, holding a bamboo tube and shaking the stick.
Swish!
Whew!
The bamboo skewers shook in the bamboo tube, and finally a bamboo skewer fell out.
Old man Ji bent down to pick it up, and when he saw the words on it, he was shocked: "Sign it down!" It's over, it's over, my granddaughter-in-law." β
The old man Ji took a bamboo stick, ran into the study with a smoke, and didn't know where he got the courage, so he put the signature in front of the scholar: "My granddaughter-in-law is finished!"
The scholar did not raise his eyes, and continued to turn the page.
Old man Ji plucked up the courage to pull through his book and shouted, "My granddaughter-in-law is finished, and I won't live anymore?"
"Grandpaβ"
The scholar raised his head and looked at him with a pair of extremely light eyes: "If you don't die, you won't die." β
Old man Ji felt that someone had shot an arrow in his heart, and he was in pain.
"I don't care, my granddaughter-in-law who I finally picked up......"
"I picked it up. β
Old man Ji was stunned: "I... I don't care, if I sign it, my granddaughter-in-law must be unlucky. Hurry up and find a way for me to solve it!"
The scholar said: "There is no solution. β
Old man Ji screamed at the moment, splashed and rolled, the carp stiffened, hugged his thighs, and tried his best.
The scholar picked up the book, shook his head, and continued to read the book as if no one was around.
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The closest to the Scattered Cultivation Alliance is the Liuhuang Mountain Range, and the cave that Lao Mo brought Cheng Zhaozhao to is in the Liuhuang Mountain Range.
After this mountain range, the west is the West Pole, which is the most dangerous place in Tianchu and the place where the aura is the thinnest.
But a place like this is a place that every Tianchu monk wanted to break into when he was young.
As the saying goes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and the young monks always thought that such a place would show their courage and boldness.
Cheng Zhaozhao naturally wants to go to the West Pole, but at the moment, she can't, she hasn't dared to break through with her current cultivation.
At this time, she carried the big stone on her back and walked to the east silently.
The old mill behind her was holding her hands, and the old god was following her.
"Girl, have you figured it out, is Elder Cheng your father?"
Cheng Zhaozhao let out a breath: "Old Mo, I have told you many times, he is my father." β
"Why are you so dead-eyed, he can still give birth to a girl like you when he is stiff?"
"You don't have to tell me about this anymore, you can't say a word. Anyway, the next time I see my father, I'll definitely ask. β
Lao Mo smiled: "Actually, it doesn't matter if it's your father or not, if you decide in your heart, no one can stop it." β
"I understand what you mean. β
Cheng Zhaozhao knew that only Cheng Zheng could answer these questions, and it was useless to talk to Lao Mo at the moment, and he only knew a little bit.
"You don't have to send me, Lao Yuan's grandson is still waiting for you at home. β
Lao Mo flashed to Cheng Zhaozhao's side and said, "That's not good, I promised Elder Cheng to send you back safely." I've always made promises, and I'm going to do what I say. β
Cheng Zhaozhao stopped and looked at him seriously: "Do you really want to send me?"
"Of course. β
"Then you're not going to take me away?" Cheng Zhaozhao said and dropped the boulder: "I'm very tired, okay?"
Lao Mo had a bitter face: "My injury hasn't healed yet......"
"Could it be that you really want to walk back with me?"
Lao Mo craned his neck, looked at the distant mountains, and gasped: "Why did I fly you so far yesterday?"
Just when the old mill was carrying Cheng Zhaozhao's flying sword swaying and was about to take off, a murderous aura suddenly appeared in the air.
A monster struck in front of him with a bone flute.
"Old mill, get out of the way!"
Cheng Zhaozhao only had time to swing a sword forward, and at the same time as cutting off the front claws of the demons, she and Lao Mo were both knocked out by the monsters.
The weight of this blow made Cheng Zhaozhao fly out directly upside down, breaking a big tree with his waist, and not falling to the ground until he flew out a few meters away.
Cheng Zhaozhao snorted and was dizzy for a while, but when she saw the things in front of her again, she found that there was no pain on her body, and she immediately got up.
As soon as I got up, my hair suddenly spread out, and I saw a dead wood hairpin fall from the top of my head, and the flower buds on it had already bloomed with five-petal light pink.
The hairpin has changed again.
Cheng Zhaozhao was stunned, and the dead wood hairpin turned into powder, which was blown by the wind and dissipated in front of him.