He watched Song Qiming's body fall down, lying motionless in a pool of blood.
Lin Ji took a deep breath and looked away, unwilling to look again.
Listening to the thunder in the sky outside the palace, he saw a real dragon soaring up, hovering in the dark clouds, roaring.
This is the way to observe Qi for monks who have entered the Taoist realm, and the real dragon is the manifestation of Jian Tiansi's luck.
The luck that belongs to Jiuzhou's 30%, after protecting Jian Tiansi for thousands of years, is now finally out of trouble.
Lin Ji suddenly thought of something and looked at Lan Zeying again.
Lan Zeying also noticed his gaze and looked over, making eye contact.
"When I came, I handed over the Supervisory Heaven Seal to someone else." Lan Zeying seemed to have seen what Lin Ji was thinking and said directly.
Hearing this, Lin Ji shook his head and sighed.
What the Demon Suppressing Tower controls is the luck of Da Qin, and what the Supervisor Tianyin controls is the luck of Supervisor Tiansi.
It is said to be suppression, but in fact it is just a medium of luck.
Without Jian Tianyin, the center of the succession, Song Qiming, who carried the destiny, died again.
No wonder the dragon of luck will soar up. It has no shackles and will run according to the laws of heaven from now on, no longer paying attention to Jian Tiansi.
And without the blessing of the Dragon of Luck, Jian Tiansi is no longer Jian Tiansi.
The bond that maintains the world's casual cultivators...is broken.
...
Outside Beijing, at the foot of Panlong Mountain.
Two figures sat cross-legged on a round stone.
"Song Qiming is dead." Song Cang opened his eyes and said, "He thought that his death could bring Jian Tiansi a new life, but he didn't understand that this death would be the last of Jian Tiansi's life."
Next to Song Cang, Li Jian, who is also the deputy palace master, bowed towards the palace from a distance.
After a few breaths, Li Jian stood up with a serious look on his face.
"He was a great person. He is not as good as me. It is a pity that such an upright monk should die."
"If he wasn't upright enough, this plan wouldn't have fallen on him, and I wouldn't have gone to great lengths to leave any hints on him."
Song Cang sighed: "Whenever he has the slightest selfishness, he will go out to face the tribulation, and then become a monk in the Taoist realm, enjoying the destiny of the Supervisor alone, and from then on he will practice justice in the seventh realm. While carrying out his obsession, he can also Your cultivation level has greatly increased, why not do it?"
"But he just doesn't want to accept this huge benefit. He would rather die in exchange for Supervisor Tiansi to regroup and bring peace to the world."
Li Jian said softly: "It's a pity to say so, wasn't this already what you expected?"
"Even so, it is a pity that such a person has not been seen for many years."
After the words fell, Song Cang and Li Jian stood up.
They raised their heads and looked towards Panlong Mountain, where the top of the mountain could not be seen at a glance.
After watching for a while, Song Cang's expression gradually became serious.
"Fellow Daoist Li, are you going to go up the mountain?"
Li Jian nodded, and the long sword carried behind him hummed softly.
"Well, go up the mountain!"
...
In Beijing, Lin Mansion.
In the garden, a group of book doves occupied the magpie's nest and occupied Lin Ji's lounge chair.
Fang Yunshan and Tianji sat on the Taishi chair that was brought next to the recliner.
The three of them said nothing and waited quietly.
Suddenly, they opened their eyes almost simultaneously and looked up.
They looked at the soaring Dragon of Luck, and after a moment they looked back at Tianji.
"What are you looking at?" Gao Qunshu asked in confusion.
"The Dragon of Luck! Xiaodao has never seen it in his thousand years of life." Tianji replied.
Fang Yunshan also looked surprised.
"So now you see it?"
"No, the trail is not in the Taoist realm, so how can I see it?" Tianji pursed his lips.
"So..." Gao Qunshu raised his eyebrows, "What are you looking at? What does this have to do with you?"
"It's not like you both raised your heads, Xiao Dao doesn't look like you're out of place."
Hearing this, Gao Qunshu sneered and said: "Ah, the biggest mistake I have done in my life is to believe that your secrets are useful. I talk nonsense all day long, but when it comes time to ask for your help, it will be of no use at all. "
"God is watching!" Tianji shrank his neck.
"In Nanhai, you didn't know that the old dragon was there?"
"I know, didn't Xiaodao say from the beginning that he should be careful?"
Gao Qunshu's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. This was because he was angry.
"We were in the Dragon Palace Treasure House at that time. Who didn't know to be careful? Who would take your words as a hint instead of a casual reminder?"
"Well, you don't have enough understanding."
"Buddha country, don't you know that going to Daci'en Temple will cause trouble?"
"I know, didn't Xiaodao say that the bald donkeys in the temple are so powerful that it's hard to mess with them?"
"Do you need to say this?!"
Tianji seemed a little aggrieved.
"Later on, didn't you know everything? Whenever Xiaodao spoke, didn't you take it as a hint and no longer dare to ignore it? God, look at it, how dare Xiaodao explicitly remind you, you have to be careful with the slightest hint... Xiaodao probably only I can live another five hundred years, but I don’t want to be struck by thunder while walking on the road again.”
Gao Qunshu breathed a long sigh of relief and suppressed the thought of killing Tianji.
"So, what do you think about this time?"
"Look with your eyes."
"Um?!"
"Look with your eyes."
After finishing his words, Tianji leaned back on the backrest, picked up the teacup on the table next to him and took a sip.
"Qin Linzhi is still trapped in front of Daci'en Temple. We can't leave him alone, and we can't forget the Bodhisattva bones."
[In view of the general environment,
Upon hearing this, Gao Qunshu and Fang Yunshan looked at each other and stood up at the same time.
They already understood what Tianji meant.
No matter what the outcome was this time, at least their lives were safe.
Being able to go to the Buddhist country afterward shows that his cultivation is unimpeded and he will not be seriously injured.
That's enough.
They are not the protagonists this time.
...
Royal palace, harem.
In the imperial garden, by the pond.
In Pei Di's original fishing position, an old man with gray hair was sitting on Pei Di's usual pony, holding his fishing rod in his hand, and quietly watching the koi carps swimming by in the pond in front of him.
None of them took the bait, but I ate a lot of bait.
Listening to the footsteps coming from behind, the old man didn't look back.
"Ancestor." Emperor Pei came closer and knelt on the ground.
"Pei'er...after today, you will be one of the elders of my Qin family. You will protect our Qin family's undefeated destiny on Panlong Mountain and protect the people of Jiuzhou."
The old man turned back and looked at Qin Pei with a slight smile in his eyes.
"Don't you like to practice? After today, you will reach the sky in one step, just like Qin Mian did back then, and become a Taoist or even a late-stage monk. As far as you are concerned, your merits can be considered complete."
"My ancestors are so kind and kind, and Pei'er is very grateful."
At this moment, a figure fell from the sky.
This man has a middle-aged face and slightly gray hair. He is the contemporary head of the Qin family and a monk at the pinnacle of Taoism, Qin Yuan.
"Ancestor, the people from the Palace of Eternal Life have gone up the mountain, and there is no room for loss on the Nine Dragons Platform." Qin Yuan said.
The ancestor of the Qin family nodded, handed the fishing rod in his hand to Qin Pei, and then stood up slowly.
"I haven't moved for many years. I think many people who come to Kyushu will forget about my old bones."
The ancestor of the Qin family chuckled.
"I don't know how much of Si Wuming's abilities are left."
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