The Great Tao Chronicle

"call!"

After a long time, An Qisheng slowly let out a long breath, and there was a slight sweat on his forehead.

The mental exhaustion was reflected in the body, and An Qisheng felt sleepy rarely after holding the pill.

The use of Soul Reaper is extremely expensive. If he hadn't used hypnosis to guide him at the same time, I'm afraid he might not be able to succeed.

huh~

Bai Xian'er was dripping with sweat, and almost fell to the ground when An Qisheng's eyes were low.

An Qisheng stretched out his hand to support him and put on his shirt.

After that, tap it a few times on its body, and it will burst into force and set its bones.

At this point, it has to be said that the physique of the warrior is amazing. Even if he is hit hard, his body is not deformed.

Gently fiddling, the chest is still high.

"Ok"

Bai Xian'er groaned and Yoyo woke up.

The empty eyes blinked before returning to their original color.

An Qisheng stood by the bed with his hands behind his back, looking at it quietly.

The first time he used the Soul Repelling Technique, he was also quite curious about the effect it would produce. Is it as miraculous as recorded?

The blurred vision slowly became clear.

Bai Xian'er struggled to get up from the bed, ignoring the spring light of Jiao Hao's body, and not surprised by the chaos in the room, she looked at An Qisheng with joy, and called out softly:

"grandfather!"

In her memory, the two met before, and when they shot, they suddenly recognized each other's identity.

This old Taoist priest turned out to be her long-lost grandfather, her only relative in the world.

Although she herself thought it was incredible, this feeling of 'blood connection' couldn't be wrong.

"Well, you are injured, don't get up."

An Qisheng gently reached out and pressed her back to the bed.

He was also shocked by the strangeness of this Soul Deprivation Technique. The piece of information he edited completely replaced Bai Xian'er's own thinking.

No matter how absurd and bizarre this matter is, how clueless, she will really believe it herself.

"It's all Xian'er's fault. Not only did he give medicine to grandpa, but he also wanted to break grandpa's meridians."

Bai Xian'er was in shock. Fortunately, grandpa was stronger than she thought, and in turn injured herself, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

The purpose of cultivation of the Great Sun Demon Sect is to experience all emotions and forget them. There is no such thing as a severance of emotions like the Hell Demon Sect.

"Don't be surprised if you don't know."

An Qisheng was a little strange in his heart.

One moment ago, he was still fighting to death, and the next moment he has become a 'knowing grandfather and grandson', how weird and weird this is.

Bai Xian'er really thought so, but he couldn't accept it.

In both his lifetimes, he didn't even have a child, let alone a 'grandfather'.

boom!

The door was slammed open, and several people rushed into the house.

"you, you"

Looking at the two people talking and laughing and the mess, Bianyou and the old bustard looked at each other, and they could see the surprise and disbelief in the other's eyes.

The Great Sun Demon Sect has a bad reputation, the male disciples linger in the flowers, and pay attention to not touching a leaf in the thousands of flowers, and the female disciples are even more promiscuous and not devoted.

But Bai Xian'er naturally hates contact with men, why is she talking and laughing with such an old ghost today?

"Master, Junior Sister, you, you are"

Bianyou was a little stunned, looking at An Qisheng as if he had seen a ghost.

"People have a great conversation with the old man. What are you going to do when you bring someone here?"

Bai Xian'er gave a cold look at the few people who rushed in:

"And you guys, when did you have the courage to hit my door?"

"Miss Xian'er forgives, Miss Xian'er forgives."

Bianyou's face was ugly and he didn't speak. The old bustard, including the other people who rushed in, had already kneeled on the ground with a terrified expression on his face.

"Don't get out yet!"

Bai Xian'er raised her eyebrows:

"Do you want me to do it?"

Several people were so frightened that they rolled and crawled and ran out, only Bianyou stayed in place and didn't move.

"Sister, you are"

Seeing Bai Xian'er, who was almost squeezed into his arms if the old Taoist wasn't chaotic, his face was gloomy and uncertain.

If it wasn't for his confidence in Bai Xian'er's martial arts, he almost thought that Bai Xian'er was being held hostage by the old Taoist priest.

"Senior brother, I'm fine, you can retire."

Bai Xian'er glanced at him lightly, then paused and said:

"Go to the sixth floor and get your and mine pills together."

"what?"

Bianyou was completely stunned.

In Bai Xian'er's increasingly cold eyes, she had to retreat in a hurry.

bang~

Bai Xian'er waved her belt and the door closed.

At this time, she slowly got out of bed. Although her body wound was still aching, she recovered a little.

An Qisheng couldn't help but sigh the effect of infuriating.

Whether it's killing enemies, protecting the body or healing wounds, infuriating qi is much stronger than inner strength.

"Master has a total of twenty apprentices, and I am ranked seventeen. That is my senior brother, whose name is Bian You. He has a coveted heart for me. When he came out this time, I wanted to kill him."

Bai Xian'er picked up a shirt from the bed and put it on:

"Grandpa, you are old, and your internal strength seems to be depleted. I have a secret elixir from the Great Sun Demon Sect, which can help you increase your performance."

"Dharma King Red Sun, what kind of cultivation is it?"

Compared with medicinal pills, An Qisheng was more interested in the Dharma King of the Red Sun.

That one, ranked very high in the weapon spectrum, can be regarded as the second master of the Demon Sect in the world under Pang Wanyang, the Demon Lord of the Six Prisons.

"Master Respects Him"

Speaking of this name, Bai Xian'er's face fluctuated a little: "Ten years ago, Shizun, his old man and the first master of the right way, Huangjue Temple, the old bald donkey Daozuo met, and Shizun shot a shot from the air, and it was steamed dry. Longjiang River Ten Miles"

"Shoot from the air and dry the ten-mile river?"

An Qisheng's eyelids twitched for a moment.

Ten li seems very short, but in fact, on top of Xuanxing, the world record for ordinary people is more than twelve minutes!

What an exaggeration to evaporate a ten-mile-long river.

It is simply a nuclear cannon that can be moved at high speed.

Even at his current speed, it would take nearly a minute to run five kilometers with all his strength.

In other words, as soon as such a character makes a move, he can't escape!

"But this is just a rumor. Xian'er has never seen that battle."

Bai Xian'er wasn't sure, because she had never seen such a person's shot.

Just hearsay.

In fact, His Holiness the Red Sun has been in retreat all year round, and the number of times she has seen him is very limited.

The person who taught them martial arts on weekdays was also their senior brother, Duan Yunlong.

"Sister."

While the two were talking, there was a knock on the door.

After getting the promise, Bianyou with a black face came over with a small wooden box.

"Brother worked hard."

Only then did Bai Xian'er smile.

An Qisheng shook his head inwardly, as if it wasn't you who said that he was going to kill him this time.

His soul-snatching method has not been completed, and the place where it can be used is very small. He can't erase all of a person's spiritual wisdom like Tong Zhengyang. Therefore, what Bai Xian'er shows is her true self.

"Sister."

Bianyou held down the box: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"This will not bother senior brother."

Bai Xian'er flipped her wrist and grabbed the box, her smile disappeared:

"Let me go out this time. This is the oral instruction of the senior brother, you must remember."

"Bai Xian'er, hello, you are fine."

Bianyou's complexion changed a few times, he gave An Qisheng a fierce look, and walked away.

An Qisheng naturally wouldn't take him to heart, and turned to look at the wooden box Bai Xian'er was holding:

"This is"

Bai Xian'er opened the wooden box and visited many porcelain vases of different colors, and smiled slightly:

"These are all secret pills passed down by my Great Sun Demon Sect. This bottle is used to treat trauma. This bottle is used to heal internal injuries. These bottles are used to increase internal strength. One pill can be used for ordinary people. "Moon Hard Work"

Bai Xian'er introduced them one by one, quite a bit like the little girl who got the treasure showing off to her grandfather.

An Qisheng's eyes brightened slightly.

The Six Prison Demon Sect is the top sect in the world, and the efficacy of its secret elixir is more than many elixir in Tong Zhengyang's memory.

Immediately, he smiled slightly, and was not polite, and took the medicinal pill handed over by Bai Xian'er.

Naturally, he would not be polite to the spoils he deserved.

The sun hangs on the west mountain.

In the Ronghua Mansion, a convoy was driving in the street, gradually approaching the City Lord's Mansion.

In front of the city master's mansion, the mansion master of the Ronghua mansion, Du Hanqiang, a senior official of the frontier, led a group of people to greet him.

Ming Tang and Du Hangong stood side by side, looking at the slowly approaching motorcade with a respectful expression.

Dafeng Qin Tianjian is responsible for observing astronomical phenomena, calculating solar terms, and formulating the calendar.

The power seems to be inferior to that of Liumenmen Jinyiwei, but in fact, he has a very high status in the heart of the present day.

Because, Han Changgong, the head of the Qintian Superintendent, is the number one expert of the Dafeng Dynasty today.

It is even the minister of the dragon when the king is not in power today, and his power is monstrous.

"Has the City Lord's Mansion arrived?"

In the carriage, a calm voice came out.

"Go back to the Lord, the City Lord's Mansion has arrived, and Lord Du and Lord Mingtang will greet you in front."

The driver of the car responded respectfully.

"Mingtang"

There was a cold cry in the carriage:

"A few months ago, this official predicted that this person would die, but he didn't want to escape? It's a bit lucky."

The convoy marched to the front of the City Lord's Mansion.

"I'm waiting to welcome Qintian Superintendent's Five Officials Lingtai Lang, Lord Huang Fu."

In front of the city lord's mansion, everyone greeted them in unison.

"Appreciate~"

The carriage stopped.

"The sky is getting darker and the luck is weakening. Who is the Ronghua Mansion provoking, so that the fate of the robbery is covered, and the luck of the official is irresistible?"

There was a soft whistle from the carriage, and then said coldly:

"In this world there are no princes and no fathers, and there are still many people."

"Master Huang?"

Du Hangong was shocked, and his attitude became more and more respectful:

"But I don't know what the adults saw?"

The curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged scholar stepped on the kneeling 'human stool' and got off the carriage, his sleeves fluttering:

"This official saw the turmoil in the Ronghua Mansion, and a massacre swept over."

"Murder?"

Ming Tang's heart sank, and he was a little frightened.

"What about Mr. Xue?"

Huang Fu looked around with a cold expression:

"Master Xue sent a letter to the Qin Tianjian to invite my official to come, but he is not here now. I don't know what it means?"

"Master Yellow"

Ming Tang's heart 'squeaked'~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Knowing the quirks of the people in Qin Tianjian, he bowed and stepped forward:

"Master Huang Mingjian, Zhao Changlin of the Extreme God Sect has an appointment with Master Xue at the bank of Nanshan Mountain in Ronghua Mansion. He is not in the mansion at this time, so he must not come to greet him."

"Zhao Changlin?"

Huang Fu looked around, his eyes fixed on the south, his lips wriggled, but he didn't speak.

Just turned around, his face suddenly became solemn:

"Master Ming, but I don't know who you want this official to look forward to?"

"Does your lord see something wrong?"

Ming Tang's heart trembled, and something was wrong.

Qin Tianjian is the most hopeful in Dafeng, and he can even speculate on the fate of the military and the country. This question made his heart sink.

Did this man see something?