790. A small witch becomes a big witch

Style: Fantasy Author: The prosperous Tang Dynasty has no nightWords: 2186Update Time: 24/01/18 14:57:44
In fact, Yan Qijue was also confused. The road to immortality was too long and there was no room for opportunism.

The female cultivator in front of her had received a tremendous amount of magical power for nothing. Even though there was no conflict and backlash due to the same origin, her realm would not be as stable as it is now.

After being promoted to six realms in a row, it must be somewhat vain?

And now, one thing is an accident, the other is an accident, and if the third thing is still an accident, then it is like Pei Xihe is patting Yan Qijue's face and asking, "How did your brain get promoted to Tianzun?"

Yan Qijue naturally guessed that he was afraid that the cause-and-effect technique of the day would be blocked, so he gave away a drop of Jianmu essence for free.

However, she also thought about it. There must be an extraordinary existence standing behind this woman. If she were to be punished, it would be too much.

Yan Qijue lamented in his heart, he had to shoulder the responsibility in his position. This was the reason why he gave up his position at the top of the dynasty to travel around the world.

If he had really become an emperor back then, he would probably lose all his hair now.

If I hadn't been concerned about the Daqian Dynasty now, according to my previous temperament, how could I care so much? You must fight first and then talk!

Pei Xihe looked up and saw Yan Qijue's complex expression, and the previously fake sadness on his face disappeared.

She raised her lips and said with a smile: "It's true that I got an advantage. The student is even more grateful to the teacher for his help."

"This setback, if the mountain chief hadn't arrived, would have caused another setback, and I might not have been able to temporarily suppress the fragment of the spiritual god."

Pei Xihe knew that Yan Qijue was already suspicious of him, but he did not panic. Now he temporarily used the "tiger skin" of the young man in the pavilion as a banner. In addition, the Supreme Supreme Leader's previous subtle statement was also an invisible help.

Yan Qijue shook his head slightly, a deep look in his eyes surged, and then returned to calm, he said quite helplessly.

"You girl, calm down."

"I still have important matters to attend to, so I will leave first."

Her purple dress swayed, and her spiritual light poured out, turning into a wisp of wind and dust and walking away.

Pei Xihe's golden eyes flickered, everything was as she expected.

Previously, Taishang Wuwei was able to make Yan Qi Juexi lose her anger in one fell swoop, and what she had to pay must be what she needed immediately. What else could it be if it wasn't a treasure related to Jianmu's transformation into a spirit?

This time Yan Qijue must seize the opportunity and use the secret treasure in his hand to quickly find the transformed spirit.

Things had priorities, and since she couldn't decide what to do with Pei Xihe at the moment, she naturally took care of the important things first.

Now there is only one person left here, Pei Xihe. She is standing high in the sky, with strong wind howling, but when she comes in front of her, she spontaneously collapses.

Pei Xihe lowered his head and looked at his clenched palms. The magic power in his body seemed to be responding, flowing through the meridians with unprecedented power.

This is not a matter of borrowing the power of the sun through Si Ri's magical powers, but a solid foundation of the realm. Even though Pei Xihe had been prepared for the arrival of Taishang Wuzheng, he never expected to get such a benefit and save a hundred years of hard work.

She sighed softly, a rare daze rising in her eyes.

"What is missing?"

The young man in the Snow Mountain Pavilion said that she had insufficient foundation. Taishang Wuzheng's souls were intertwined and inseparable. He also said that he realized that she was lacking, so he made this hundred-year agreement.

Pei Xihe has transformed into an innate being, merged the three cultivations into one, and pointed directly at the true heaven. Her understanding of the Tao and Dharma is far beyond that of her peers, which can be seen from her nine realms that are now as stable as Mount Tai.

"Can't figure it out? Then you can't figure it out."

There was a voice with a smile in his heart, as if he had seen something interesting.

"You don't have to speak if you can't speak, Tai Shang Wu Zheng."

In Pei Xihe's mud ball, the power of his mind turned into a vast sea, but at this moment, an island appeared floating on the sea, with a large green tree growing in the middle, and a woman in a silver skirt was leaning on it peacefully.

Now that the fragments of the Spiritual God have souls to rely on, they are no longer weakening and disintegrating like rootless duckweeds. Not even Pei Xihe can stop such changes.

After making a hundred-year agreement, Taishang Wuzheng would not stand in the way, but when he saw Pei Xihe's confused look, he decided to make fun of him to relieve his previous depression.

She had a smile on her face, but suddenly remembered something and reminded her.

"Now that the two Hunyuan Qi are blended together, the remaining Hunyuan Qi hidden in the Weaving Sky Bell will become more active than ever. I'm afraid that the traces you hide will soon be hidden from that idiot Han Minglou."

Pei Xihe's expression did not change when he heard this. At the same time, he stepped forward, shrunk to an inch, and headed towards the capital of Qiongyu Prefecture.

She was previously captured by Tai Shang Wuwei and moved and trapped in a small boundary set outside the city. Now Jiang Mingzhu and Helian Jiucheng are worried about her safety in the state shepherd's mansion.

While walking, Pei Xihe replied.

"Since you said he was a fool, why did you still fall into his hands? Xiao Zhengzheng?"

Wherever the wound hurt, Pei Xihe would stab it.

Taishang Wuzheng hummed twice, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes, like sparks jumping.

"Han Minglou? Even if he is now the Heavenly Lord, I still despise him, but he is extremely stupid, and there is nothing simple behind him. I'm just reminding you, don't be fooled by him, or ask me to wait until a hundred years later. .”

"Pei Xiaodao."

When Pei Xihe heard this nickname, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, but he didn't say anything nonsense.

"He had already taken action. He once approached me as 'Liu Qingci', trying to get me to fall in love with him, but I was surprised."

However, Taishang Wuzheng burst out laughing, shook his head and said, "It's really the same old story. Did Liu Qingci fall in love with you at first sight, take whatever he wants, and be so cheap?"

Pei Xihe recalled for a moment that the man who was stabbed by him didn't seem to have any resentment. If he were in another place, he would definitely pay back a thousand and eight hundred knives.

"Back then, I wanted to seize my innate Qi, but this guy is really interesting. He also had thoughts about my Hunyuan Qi, but he actually seduced me."

"I vaguely realized that the origin of his physique was not simple, so I followed his method and returned the favor. But his skills were too poor and had too many flaws. If I didn't point them out, it would be too false, and he would panic. In the end, I used the alien soul technique to create a 'Han Minglou' who truly fell in love with me."

People have thousands of distracting thoughts, and the art of alien souls takes one of the pure thoughts of love as the dominant one. It actually does a lot of damage to the monks' souls, and Han Minglou was also forced to panic.

And Taishang Wuzheng?

That is purely because life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

Comparing the two of them, it really pales in comparison.

Pei Xihe smiled when he heard this and made no comment.

"Thanks for the reminder, I will definitely be more prepared."

Taishang Wuwei knew that she had something in mind, so he said no more, stretched out comfortably, lay down under the big tree and closed his eyes, looking happy.

Pei Xihe's magic power was running, and her body was like a golden light flying through the sky. In less than half a moment, she had arrived at the gate of Shouyi City. The fairy puppet jumped out to verify her true identity, and then she walked towards the state shepherd's mansion.

As soon as they arrived at the gate, they were greeted by a woman in a green skirt and a golden-haired fox. After receiving the news from the city gate, they naturally knew that Pei Xihe had returned safely and came to pick him up.

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