The guard pushed open Alchemist Huangfu's cell door, then pointed at Scout Li and said, "Alchemist, whatever you want to know, he will tell you. Whatever you want to know, he will tell you everything he knows." All!"
"Scout Li, what exactly did you do when you came to Baicao Town this time?" Master Huangfu nodded and asked.
Before he finished speaking, Scout Li's face turned cold and he flatly refused: "This matter involves the secrets of Cicada Tower. Without the orders of the Emperor and the Pavilion Master, I can't say more!"
Upon hearing these words, the warden and the alchemist Huangfu were both stunned.
Huangfu Alchemist Fu realized something and immediately asked: "Could it be that the elixir I made earlier was not ineffective, but the effect was too slow?"
Mortal world.
On a mountain road more than ten kilometers away from the city, there is a dilapidated temple that has been temporarily repaired.
The table is covered with fruits and three animals.
In the main hall, several young men in warrior uniforms were kneeling under the altar table, looking slightly embarrassed and kowtowing continuously.
Behind them, there was a large group of people, old and young. Everyone looked at the statue with worry and hope.
Several young girls in red clothes hid behind the crowd, trembling and praying: "Gods, gods, please bless my husband and let him recover as soon as possible."
"Evil heretics!"
"Evil heretics!"
In the midst of such prayers, everyone fell asleep unconsciously.
Zhan Wuji emerged from the void, swept his eyes around, waved his sleeves, and sucked out all the power of rules hidden in those young people. In a flash, he disappeared.
The next second, all the ordinary people woke up and forgot what happened before. The old people and children were praying, and the young people were also kowtowing. Mother! younger sister! I feel okay! "
"I'm fine too!"
"Me too!" nodded.
"That's good! The experts in this city are right, this mountain is the real god!"
The gray-haired old man suddenly burst into tears. He immediately bowed deeply to the statue and made a solemn promise: "Sir, please rest assured. From now on, we will reshape the shape and re-open the branches for you... …”
boom!
The territory of the Xiantian Sect.
Qiutan area.
In a magnificent manor.
Some disciples of the Xiantian Sect walked towards the main hall together.
On the road, a beautiful woman dressed in a gorgeous dress had a serious look on her face and a look of shame and annoyance on her charming face. Her steps were very fast and she stepped on the complicated long skirt, causing ripples.
Upon seeing this woman, the disciples with weaker cultivations all had expressions on their faces. They all stopped and stood aside, not daring to raise their heads. They were obviously frightened.
But the nun left without looking back.
After the man left, one person breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "It's okay, okay, I thought Ju Ji would teach us a lesson like last time."
The rest of the people also nodded, only one disciple in gray said coldly: "You don't know, Ju Ji has been wanting to see the Xiang Master for a while, but she has not been able to get what she wants. Now everyone in the inner garden thinks that She has fallen out of favor, how dare she come to trouble us?"
"Huh?" Everyone around was overjoyed and started asking questions, "Ju Ji is really favored? Isn't it the promised ice muscle and jade bone technique? When the incense master went to visit the altar master in Qiu Altar, his performance Excellent, he was appreciated by the altar owner and rewarded such a beautiful woman to him. Now he has disappeared without a trace, and I don’t know what kind of beauty lives in your room? "
He said that you have become very fond of you recently, and many maids have been killed by you, especially Neiyuan. Not only Juji, but also her concubines and her Taoist companions have been abandoned by her! "
"Commander, you are interested in men!"
When everyone heard this, they immediately trembled and looked at each other.
"My qualifications are not bad and can be improved. I just changed into a pair of ragged clothes today because I'm afraid that if you see me not dressed properly, it will ruin your future."
"And if you are interested, it will depend on the situation later."
"Our gang leader is certainly tyrannical in his cultivation, but he is also generous. Even if there is no hope of further progress, he can take this opportunity to make further progress."
After saying that, he stepped forward, and everyone looked at each other and followed him.
But there are also a few people who have already taken out their robes and makeup from their arms and are dressing up as quickly as possible.
Not long after, they arrived at the main hall, and the boy went in to report and let them go in together.
A group of people came in to pay their respects and saw a tall, dark-skinned man leaning on a chair. The pretty maids serving him had been replaced by a group of handsome waiters.
The fat male cultivator glanced at the visitor, said "no courtesy", and then started asking about official business.
The man in gray robe heard the words and stepped forward. Just as he was about to speak, the short fat man raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Dirty thing, you have soiled his eyes."
"Go back, everyone! Call the one in white over here!"
The female disciple in white clothes he was talking about had dressed up carefully on the way here. She was overjoyed when she heard the words and immediately walked out of the crowd. Before she could report anything, she had already given him a few flirtatious glances. .
Behind them, some male monks who prided themselves on their beauty were not far behind. Some of them opened their clothes, revealing their strong chests. Her eyes were charming and her tongue kept licking her lips. Some people rolled up their sleeves, looking reluctant to leave.
Another person was even more bold. He pushed the man in white robe and said loudly: "Sir, I just learned a dance. I hope you will appreciate it!"
After saying that, without waiting for the fat man to speak, he waved his hand and pulled off his robe with a "chi-la" sound, revealing a section of his upper body full of masculine aura. Then he imitated the man's appearance and danced.
The fat black monk suddenly forgot his original intention of coming here. He dwarfed his body and stared at the scrambling monks below with bright eyes. His saliva was almost flowing out. His saliva was almost flowing out.
At this moment, everyone suddenly fell into a deep sleep.
Zhan Wuji took a step forward, flicked his sleeves and robes, and restrained his hidden strength, and his whole body also dissipated.
Immediately afterwards, everyone woke up from the memory just now.
The fat black man felt his eyes blurred as a disgusting scene appeared in front of him. He was shocked and could no longer control the anger in his heart. He covered his heart and said, "Ugh..."
It was a cursed throne floating in mid-air.
Zhan Wuji's figure emerged quietly.
All the rules emitted by "Ni" were completely absorbed by him!
Now, he is only one step away from the "reverse" path, which is the "origin"!
Zhan Wuji was thinking as he took out the soul nourishing bag he had obtained before and opened it.
A wisp of black smoke slowly floated out, very thinly, and from time to time it condensed into the face of a boy, but at this time he had his eyes closed tightly and seemed to be still asleep.
