Qin Geng asked in confusion: "Then why were you arrested?"
Xiahou Bronze Bird has a ridiculously strong back, even though he was defeated in a big battle.
Apart from involving King Dapeng, Qin Geng really couldn't think of anything that could get him to this point.
Xiahou Tongque sighed and said, "My godfather has passed away. There is no one to protect me anymore, and all the old scores have been revealed."
So that's what happened.
Qin Geng suddenly realized.
"Even if I survive this time, I will still have to break up my family."
A hint of bitterness flashed across Xiahou Tongque's face.
His cultivation talent is not very high, and it is almost impossible for the Xiahou family to reach their current heights again.
Qin Geng said: "Let me know if you need money."
Xiahou Tongque was moved and said: "When I heard that something happened to me, all my friends, brothers, and women were gone. No one was willing to pay for the spiritual stone. Only you. We didn't meet in vain."
Qin Geng coughed and said, "You misunderstood. I know a loan shark named Hua Bei. I can help you contact him when the time comes."
Xiahou Tongque: "..."
Bai was very happy.
"Just kidding"
Qin Geng said seriously: "If you need me, please tell me."
Before, the golden-winged roc tried to eat him.
Xiahou Tongque went to ask for help all night, but he remembered it.
Qin Geng doesn't think he is a good person or a knight, but he still has a basic bottom line.
Xiahou Tongque gave Qin Geng a white look and said, "You have raised twenty-four outer chambers and still have extra spiritual stones?"
Qin Geng smiled and said: "I made a lot of money from loan sharking."
Of course this is bullshit.
Most of Qin Geng's spiritual stones came from gifts from fellow Taoists.
For example, the Peng-Slaying Alliance not long ago gifted him tens of millions of kilograms of spiritual stones.
It's better if Qin Geng doesn't want it, just show it to Qin Geng.
"Thank you very much"
Xiahou Tongque had a smile on his face.
After learning that his family was finished.
The smiling faces that used to surround him all turned into faces of disgust.
Qin Geng has always been the same.
Qin Gengsai gave Xiahou Tongque some spiritual stones and said: "These guys will take it first."
"Um"
Xiahou Tongque nodded vigorously.
"gone"
the escort officer urged.
Qin Geng stepped aside and watched the prison car drive away.
Sighing lightly, people from Lingtian Tower came and went, but the only one who remained unchanged was himself.
Arrive at the cage area of Xiaolingtian Tower No. 8.
Constantly encountering demons awaiting execution.
Temptations keep coming to my ears:
"Fellow Taoist, please let me live. I have forty-nine volumes of superior Buddhist teachings that can help you transcend life and death and avoid the suffering of reincarnation."
"Fellow Taoist, I know a place where there are ginseng fruit trees that are ten thousand years old. If you eat one, you can live for a thousand years. If you eat ten, you can rise to the sky."
There are also scaremongers:
"The seven monsters of Meishan are connected with each other. If you kill me, none of you from Lingtian Tower will be able to escape."
"My mother is the great monk Zhang Mingjie. If you kill me, she will not let you go."
…
There are also those who beg:
"Don't kill me, I was wrong."
"I haven't lived enough"
…
Qin Geng didn't feel any fluctuation in his heart. He even wanted to laugh a little.
Until he came to a cage, he stopped and took a look. The number plate on it showed that this was the person he was going to execute today.
Qin Geng walked into the resting place without even looking at what the person inside looked like.
I found that everyone was resting.
In the secular world, capitalists would rather throw away milk than give it to the poor.
In the world of cultivating immortals, even if the cultivators dump their labor force, they are not willing to work for them.
More than an hour passed like this, and spiritual masters and spiritual masters came to work one after another.
Qin Gengcai stood up slowly and came to the cage.
Qin Geng picked up the jade slip hanging with the number plate and scanned it with his spiritual mind.
The name is Ai Bo.
He is a great man with spiritual enlightenment.
The reason why he came in was to build a fairy island, lure a large number of low-level female monks to the island, and treat them cruelly.
Unlike the previous prisoners, Aibo has died, and the cause of death was suicide.
Qin Geng checked Ai Bo's body and found that many tendons and veins were broken. It was obvious that he had been beaten to death by others.
Qin Geng put on Tianbao clothes and dragged the cage towards No. 8 Xiaolingtian Pagoda.
Suddenly, Ai Bo woke up and asked in a panic: "Where is this place? Where are you taking me?"
"How fresh, of course I will execute you."
After Qin Geng finished speaking, he looked at the other party in surprise.
He actually deceived his own perception.
What even the golden elixir monk with thousands of years of magic power couldn't do, the other party actually did it?
What a weird thing.
Qin Geng asked with bright eyes: "How did you do it?"
Ai Bo ignored Qin Geng, looking lost.
Qin Geng smiled.
Wait until we get down there and see if you can open your mouth.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them were teleported to the bottom of No. 8 Xiaolingtian Tower by the teleportation array.
Qin Geng sat directly aside.
After being eroded by the spell for a while, the proud Ai Bo couldn't bear it anymore and begged: "Please kill me quickly."
"Tell me how you did it?"
Ai Bo endured the pain and said: "When I was young, I found a ruins called Xiao Qiongfeng, and found a stone carving inside. On it was engraved a "Turtle Breath Calming Technique". After successfully practicing it, you can fake your death. After I succeeded in practicing, I never failed."
Qin Geng asked excitedly: "Where is Xiao Qiongfeng?"
Aibo said: "When I came out, I destroyed myself."
Qin Geng slapped Ai Bo on the face.
If he guessed correctly, that little Qiongfeng was left by the ancient immortal.
If he discovered it, he would definitely get more benefits.
"I don't want it to self-destruct either."
Ai Bo felt a little aggrieved.
"Give me the "Turtle Breathing Calming Technique" and I can make your death a quick one."
"You have to keep your word"
Ai Bo passed on the Turtle Resting Qi Jue.
Qin Geng checked it and found that there was nothing wrong, and asked to check Ai Bo's memory.
Ai Bo smiled bitterly and said: "My memory has been banned. Any exploration will detonate my divine treasure."
Qin Geng could only give up.
About to throw Ai Bo down.
Ai Bo said: "I can't die like this. I want to reveal the truth. I can't bear this responsibility alone. I can't burn memories, but I can write. Give me paper and pen, I want to write it out."
Qin Geng threw paper and pen to Ai Bo.
Ai Bo endured the pain and started writing with flying colors.
Qin Geng went over to watch.
It turns out that those who came to Fairy Island to play were all major immortal cultivators from Fengyun Sect and aristocratic families.
And he played very abnormally.
Of course, this is not because they are perverted, but because they want to gain control over each other.
Qin Geng had also seen this kind of thing in Dafeng. The upper management didn't believe each other. In order for everyone to feel at ease, there must be a dirty thing that each other can grasp.
It sounds mysterious, but it's actually just a petition.
Ai Bo stopped, rested for a while, and then started writing again.
In half an hour, Ai Bo wrote about hundreds of people, all of whom were important figures in the Rakshasa Sea and Fengyun Sect. Among them, there are many immortal cultivators who are considered by many immortal cultivators to be very immortal.
Qin Geng sighed: "You know too much. If it were me, I would make you commit suicide."
Ai Bo, who had just finished writing, said: "Spread this out and let the entire Rakshasa Sea know the ugly faces of these people."
Qin Geng smashed it directly and said: "These things are of no use except to add some talking points to the bottom."
As an immortal cultivator with ten thousand years of magical power, no one knows better than Qin Geng how big the gap is between upper-level immortal cultivators and lower-level immortal cultivators.
Ai Bo sighed and said, "Throw me down."
Qin Geng kicked Ai Bo down.
This time, instead of stirring up any soul fragments, there was an explosion.
