The root of fire is naturally capable of roasting meat.
Catching monsters and cooking up small stoves, the two brothers seemed to have become much closer.
If Zhu Shiquan had not told him about his ambition—to be the strongest man in the world—he would not have been beaten by Zhu Shicheng.
"For the sake of blood, I will give you another chance to determine your ambition."
Zhu Shicheng's face fell coldly, his boots stepped on Zhu Shicheng's shoulders, and he kicked the latter down.
The fox was thrown to the ground and heard the noise in his ears. After he woke up, he didn't move. He looked around and saw the monk in white shirt pointing his sword at the monk who kicked it.
The sword is very special. I have never seen that male cultivator use a soft sword two fingers wide. It is better to use a whip to strengthen it.
The fox monster looked disgusted, but it was better to kill each other than to kill them all together.
"Mortals can be monks, why can't monks be mortals?"
Zhu Shiquan thought so. He didn't want to tell Zhu Shicheng at first, but he blurted it out at this moment. The depression in his heart for many years was swept away, and he felt like the world was widening.
It turns out that the untouchable thing that has been pressing in my heart is the fear and habit of Zhu Shicheng.
Seeing his brother find his dream, Zhu Shicheng wanted to kill him, and even did so, but thought about the possible chain of cause and effect, he still didn't do it. The long sword turned into water and was put into his wide sleeves,
Zhu Shicheng turned his back to Zhu Shiquan,
"You are familiar with the road. If you violate me for the first time, you will no longer obey me in everything. Get out."
In fact, I tried hard to maintain my demeanor, but the brother I had raised for so many years ran away, and it was impossible not to feel a little bit disappointed.
Zhu Shiquan was particularly happy. This feeling of freedom was so good and appetizing.
Before he could say anything, the little fox stood up and hurried toward the door.
"This fox is quite fat. It will taste particularly delicious when grilled."
Zhu Shiquan felt that he was roasting meat for the last time for his eldest brother. Even if he didn't accept it and kept it for Zhu Dahua, she would definitely be salivating.
Overflowing with confidence in barbecue that belongs to Huolinggen.
"You've become a monk, why are you still hungry for meat? I'm the sacred fox in the temple, and you'll get retribution if you roast me."
The fox monster ran away, and once again saw Zhu Shiquan falling in front of it. It was angry and frightened, and the hair on its back stood up like a hedgehog.
"Eating monster meat will increase your cultivation level."
The flames gathered together, landed in the ball suit, and chased the fox's tail.
The fox monster dodged left and right, and hit the evil-proof array of the Imperial Prefect's Mansion.
The tail is on fire!
The fox ran around, but the hair on the tip of its tail was shaved off one after another, and the flames fell into dots of black plum blossoms.
Before he had time to investigate, a high-pitched female voice came from outside the door of the Imperial Master's Mansion,
"Zhu Shicheng, come out!"
Zhu Shicheng, who had lost his younger brother, was in a bad mood. Someone dared to come to the door and yell at him.
Although he was very angry, he was just here to complete the task, and by the way, he was helping acquaintances in Jian Zong, delivering people, buying things, and dealing with ordinary people. There was no need for it and he was not in the mood.
Zhu Shiquan is at the seventh level of Qi training, and Zhu Dahua's strength is far above him. With his younger brother and sister so busy, the elder brother has no place to stay at the sixth level of Qi training.
In seclusion, you won’t see anyone.
The young general was notified and replied, "The master of the state is communicating with God. This is related to the fate of the country. Please be careful, young general."
"Zhu Dahua is also in retreat. There are so many guests as usual. Doesn't he simply not want to see me?"
"Huh? I'm the one who conveyed the news. As far as I know, the National Master cannot make any noise when he is in retreat. It is said that it can range from internal injuries to internal injuries, and in severe cases, he may go crazy. So, young general, please see you another day."
"Is it really that serious?"
It was Zhu Dahua who would have disturbed him by beating gongs and drums, but the young general was embarrassed, and instead asked the general to abide by his duties, which was very touching.
The maid hurriedly followed and saw that the young general didn't even go through the door, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
How can a person with a baby in his belly still be so reckless and look for others to fight at every turn?
Seeing the maid's complaining eyes, the young general accepted his fate and said,
"I'd better go back and practice the techniques, but I can't understand a single word." He hid his face and wanted to cry. Reading was even more uncomfortable than being tortured.
Zhu Shiquan walked out of the mansion holding the fox tail, looked around and asked,
"Why didn't Zhu Shiwu come with you?"
"He's tired." The young general looked at the fox and said happily, "What a fat fox, he will definitely be good at barbecue." Rubbing his hands.
The little fox bared his teeth,
"I am the sacred fox in the temple. If you dare to eat me, my ancestor will not let you go." He smelled the smell in sorrow, raised his body half up, and faced the young general.
"I've smelled your scent in the Immortal's house. I'm looking for something for the Immortal now. Unfortunately, it fell into the hands of a thief. If you save me, I'll definitely repay you when I get out."
"Who is the thief?"
"My tail hurts, you tailless monkey."
Everyone was quarreling with each other, and the young general suddenly realized and said, "Oh, why did you find the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion when you were looking for something?"
"Of course because we are here." The little fox looked at Zhu Shiquan distrustfully.
The young general made a relationship introduction.
The fox was put on the ground, "Well, I'll go back and tell Shangxian where the things are. After all, it's not enough to bring them back."
The young general and Zhu Shiquan looked at each other, with a desire to win in each other's eyes.
Whoever can bring the things back will belong to whose team Zhu Dahua belongs.
"You think so too, huh, I'm her brother, so she will naturally help me." Zhu Shiquan said confidently.
The young general was also full of confidence and said, "That's not necessarily true. She gave me the secrets to lead me to the path of immortality." Hearing this, Zhu Shiquan's expression was very strange. The young general thought it was jealousy and became even more arrogant.
"I'm not in love with immortality. I just want my country in the Northern Wei Dynasty to be peaceful and peaceful. With my friendship with Zhu Dahua, she won't refuse my small request and will naturally sit in charge of our Qinglong Army."
Zhu Shiquan raised one corner of his mouth,
"Your temple is too small to support that great god."
"What's the meaning?"
"There is no need to tell you," Zhu Shiquan's eyes were much darker, but they still had highlights, "When we compete, whoever gets the thing to Zhu Dahua first wins. The loser will automatically withdraw and will not take the initiative to fight for it. "
The young general felt a little bit and felt that Zhu Shiquan was going to do something big, but the country was at a time when it was recruiting people, and he could not overthrow the country again.
After all, an ordinary country is not attractive to monks.
I ignored the little alarm in my heart.
"Okay, let's compete. Zhu Shicheng comes out of seclusion."
Zhu Shiquan turned around and ran into the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion with the fox in his hand, "Just wait by yourself, honest boy."
The young general was dumbfounded, came to his senses and stamped his feet angrily.
Walking back and forth in front of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, I almost stretched my foot over the threshold several times, but I always pulled it back.
'No entry without permission' is the same as 'don't look at anything inappropriate'. It's a rule. How can you break it so easily in the capital.
The young general remembered the teachings of his mother Yuan Jingyi,
"Well, I can just cut off his beard when he comes out. Why bother so much?"
The maid hesitated to speak, closed her eyes and followed him to squat.
The author passed by and made a casual note: Zhumen Lijiang.
"Can't the real person kill her himself?"
When Master Yuan Qiong looked at the gift list, Bai Xiaomei looked excited and said so.
Not long after she entered the palace, a hailstorm suddenly fell. The civil and military officials in the court said that she was unknown, and the emperor wanted to depose her as a concubine several times.
Originally, she didn't want to stay in the palace, but others wouldn't let her stay, so she wanted to firmly occupy the entire palace.
Although I don’t know who Yuan Qiong is, when I arrived and met him, I regained my memory.
Thanks to the real person for resurrecting her, she also learned that Zhu Dahua was refining elixir here. The memory of Zhu Dahua can be restored without seeing her. She will never forget Zhu Dahua who split her body in half with a hatchet.
Every time I wake up from the dream, with beads of sweat on my head, I hate it even more.
The emperor's wishes of the courtiers can be put aside, and the priority should be to let Zhu Dahua experience the feeling of death, as long as the method of killing her does not matter.
The only person who can kill Zhu Dahua here is Master Yuan Qiong.
The chubby little hands of Yuan Qiong put away the list, and Master Yuan Qiong was there as if he had never accepted a bribe.
"I appreciate your kindness, but the service is at a different price.
You can't afford it. "
"Whatever you need, no matter how much, the entire Northern Wei Dynasty can give it to you. You can help me kill her."
"It's just a snail-sized place, but you look down on me so much."
Bai Xiaomei knew that she was being abrupt, but how could she let the opportunity pass so easily, but Yuan Qiong was determined not to get involved in the grudge, so Bai Xiaomei retreated and settled for the next best thing, saying,
"Then please, Master, don't let her continue to make alchemy. What's the difference between doing this and helping her?"
Master Yuan Qiong glanced at her coldly. The hot wind suddenly became as cold as a knife, and some condensed snowflakes floated in the room.
After being rejected twice, Bai Xiaomei didn't dare to do it again.
"This disciple is not well prepared. If you really need anything else, I will definitely give it to you next time you come."
"Ask the holy aunt about common things." Master Yuan Qiong didn't see anyone, so the deaf-mute waiter immediately left and went to look for him.
The purpose of Bai Xiaomei's trip to Juntai has been achieved, and she has returned safely after passing through the land of immortals. Let's see who dares to say that she is a daughter who has brought disaster to the country.
"As a disciple practicing in the palace, my status is very awkward. I want to register my name in Juntai to resolve this situation."
"oh."
Master Yuan Qiong seldom asked about mundane matters. Apart from accepting gifts and making big decisions, he didn't know how to do anything else and was too lazy to do anything else. He was meditating and waiting for the Sword Sect's contribution points to be checked.
Life extension pill.
Not to mention that Bai Xiaomei grew too slowly and was killed by Zhu Dahua several times. Master Yuan Qiong had to make a lot of preparations. Let's look at the life-extending pill first.
For Bai Xiaomei, just turn a blind eye.
Being treated coldly again, Bai Xiaomei's mental state was a bit bad, so she simply went out to get some fresh air.
The weather is fine and the sun is shining brightly. The lady in red will sneak down the mountain, eh.
Bai Xiaomei walked around randomly in the empty Yun Terrace and sensed that the formations in the rows of rooms were also connected. There were so many monks in retreat, and the cultivation atmosphere here was really good.
"But I only have a body of cultivation, but no spiritual roots. If I use this immortal body of grass and trees, I will follow the path of a monster."
Gently cover your abdomen, feeling the soul-splitting knife's excitement for the spiritual energy.
There are so many monks here, if they can gather their spiritual energy into one body, it will definitely be enough for revenge.
With a complex calculation in mind, Bai Xiaomei headed towards the place where the smoke rose.
The egret smiled unnaturally and brought a pot of chicken soup.
"If you have something to say, don't be polite. I'm so scared." Zhu Dahua was testing how long he could go without eating after building the foundation. He was not very determined and could not withstand the test.
"Seeing as you haven't eaten for more than ten days, I'll bring you some. Don't starve to death." Bailu put the chicken soup on the table, turned his back to Zhu Dahua and pulled out the dagger with a solemn expression.
Zhu Dahua ended the experiment in an instant, washed her hands, prepared to eat, and chatted,
"It took me more than ten years to notice that you are such a good friend. People like you had better not get married. Your children will starve to death."
The egret's back is as stiff as a hemp stalk.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Are you poisoned?" Zhu Dahua looked at his face, but Egret stepped back and avoided him.
"Yes, rat poison, drink it quickly and be reincarnated."
The egret walked far away, and the heat wave was rolling in the alchemy room. He was also very hot, but he stayed in the alchemy room.
Picking out the chicken legs, Zhu Dahua asked while eating,
"If you have anything to ask me for, tell me. Even if you don't help, I can still laugh at you."
"It hurts you."
After glaring at Zhu Dahua, the egret picked up the cattail leaf fan to fan the fire, shook the wind in a rather unrestrained manner, and swung the dagger in his hand towards Zhu Dahua's face.
Zhu Dahua picked up the useless chopsticks and clamped the dagger with one hand, but the strength was a little too strong. After being stunned for five minutes, he had to change the path of the knife in the air. The dagger pierced the beam upwards, and most of the blade was submerged in it.
Eighth-grade magic weapons, objects with spiritual energy, can kill monks.
"Are you going to kill or not?" Zhu Dahua decided to continue eating. If you don't eat and no one is eating in front of you, you won't feel anything wrong. But if you take the first bite, you will suffer if you don't finish it.
Seeing that she didn't take it seriously, Egret relaxed her tense back, coughed a few times and stood up to rush, saying,
"I have been honored as an honored guest in the Crown Prince's Mansion. You have offended the Crown Prince, and the Crown Prince has sent me to assassinate you."
"You're just messing around with your job."
"Don't interrupt."
Zhu Dahua interrupted with a smile, and Egret became even more helpless. The cattail fan whirred, and his hair flew around.
"This young hero has fought all over the world and has never met an opponent, but as a monk, you are not one of them. The prince's mission is simply to make things difficult for me.
I didn't think he really wanted you to die so much. I found all the magic weapons, but I didn't break them either.
If he loses this time, no one will say anything. After all, his strength is there. "
After a pot of chicken soup, Zhu Dahua wiped his mouth with hot sweat on his head.
"Young hero's reputation has been ruined by my hands. I have to take responsibility for you."
"Tch~ You don't have a crush on me, do you?"
Egret thinks highly of Zhu Dahua's net worth, but people still forget it, and Zhu Dahua just wants to clean the treasure chest.
"I'm not blind. This scourge like you has a good match."
Bai Xiaomei's eyes moved when she heard the conversation in the alchemy room.
At this time, a cat ran past her feet, dragging a long string of bells, and ran into the alchemy room.
The bells appear to be wrapped around each other, but are actually embroidered on the belt.
this.
Bai Xiaomei has the ability to encourage others, but she is very cautious when it comes to doing things herself.
Returning to the Jingxin Hall without making a sound, the Holy Aunt stood at the door.
Master Yuan Qiong said,
"I miss you for your hard work and leave immediately."
The holy aunt's face was red and white, and there were a few teeth marks. She said nothing at the moment and bowed to say goodbye.
After talking to Master Yuan Qiong, Saint Aunt took Bai Xiaomei to the Juntai office, wrote a commendation, and removed herself from the list.
Bai Xiaomei looked at her writing and said,
"You are full of demonic energy. It's already great for you if the real person doesn't kill you."
"That's it." Saint Aunt wrote the award document, rolled it up and handed it directly to Bai Xiaomei, "I won't give it away."
Even without Yuntai as a backer, she was not afraid of Bai Xiaomei.
Don't deal with him when you meet him, and it's the same now.
Bai Xiaomei adapted to Saint Aunt's dislike and said with a smile,
"In your current situation, you are very suitable to help me."
"I won't help you."
"Don't be in a hurry to reject me. You are going to the palace anyway. Come with me and you will be the concubine tonight."
Bai Xiaomei didn't say what her status was, and her expression was so impressive that she could cover the sky with one hand.
"Don't ask me how I know it. If you ask me, I just know a little bit about the pharmacology of fragrant powder."
Saint Aunt looked up at Bai Xiaomei's arrogant smile and said,
"good."
The convoy took the saint aunt away, and Bai Xiaomei returned with a full load. Zhu Dahua aside, she was sincere.
On the way back to the palace, Bai Xiaomei deliberately walked loudly, for fear that some people would not know that she was back.
Every house was visited, and the rumor that the hail witch in June was causing trouble to the country was shattered. If Bai Xiaomei was a witch, it would be impossible for her to come back alive from Juntai.
For this purpose, Bai Xiaomei high-fived the emperor and swore that if she was not a witch, she would enter the court through the Zhengde Gate and stand with the ministers.
The appearance of the concubine should not be seen casually. The emperor was sure that she was a witch, but he did not expect that she would really come back.
King Jin made some repairs, but it seemed that there was a barrier in front of him, and the soldiers could not get close to Bai Xiaomei's carriage.
Even though the prince wore armor and led his guards to stop him, he could not stop Bai Xiaomei. Wherever the car passed, there were corpses everywhere.
The emperor convened a court meeting for a routine meeting outdoors to deal with general matters, and after sorting out coordination matters in all aspects, he planned to negotiate a day for the death of the witch, a holiday or something.
Bai Xiaomei climbed up the green ladder step by step, and all the faces she saw were ugly.
"Your Majesty, my concubine returned to the palace from Juntai. When she saw the real person, she was very happy to talk. I am late for the time. Please forgive me." Fu Shen bowed, giving people a sharp feeling.
"My beloved, have you really met the real person?" The emperor couldn't believe it. How could the real person not see Bai Xiaomei's weirdness? He, a mortal, could see it. So, it can only be said that the real person didn't care, or they were all in the same group.
There were so many monks but none of them protected the mountains and rivers of the Northern Wei Dynasty, which was chilling.
The emperor suddenly wanted to flirt with a female cultivator. Although the look in his eyes was bewildering, it was rare for her to be sincere.
Bai Xiaomei took out the commendation book,
"The real person said that I am destined to be immortal and has accepted me as his disciple."
Both the emperor and the ministers were hit hard and their bodies fell back.
Treating others with their own methods, the royal family wanted to plant a secret agent in the sect, so the sect made Bai Xiaomei a bright disciple and placed him under the emperor's supervision.
What a ruthless method.
"When will my beloved concubine start practicing?" This witch must be eliminated as soon as possible.
Bai Xiaomei smiled and said,
"My concubine has entered Taoism under the guidance of the real person, and the foundation has been established at this moment."
When you truly embark on the path of cultivating immortality, in Jindan, if you are not tolerated by heaven, you will encounter heavenly calamity in advance in Jiedan.
There was nothing special about foundation building.
Bai Xiaomei was not far away from building the foundation at this moment, so after rounding off her goal, she frightened the emperor and achieved her goal again.
The original strategy of gradual assimilation looked particularly ridiculous amid Bai Xiaomei's fierce offensive and such unabashed plot. The ants were trying to negotiate terms with the sun and the moon.
Yuan Youshu saw that the emperor's temper was about to break out. It would be easy to damage all the jade and stones, but it would be difficult to hold back. He stood out of the queue, held the wat in both hands and saluted, and said,
"It is gratifying that Concubine Bai is so destined to be a fairy. Your Majesty can appoint her as your queen to ensure the prosperity of the Northern Wei Dynasty for eternity."
"I second the proposal."
The courtiers all agreed, and the emperor followed the trend, creating a harmonious scene.
Bai Xiaomei was smiling but she just wanted to stimulate the emperor to start a war with the monks. She wanted to help the sect completely rule the Northern Wei Dynasty, instead of occupying only 800 miles of land.
She was really able to endure it. She could endure it until she had nothing to say, but how could she allow a mortal to have sex with a monk? After thousands of years, who could still tell the difference between high and low?
Bai Xiaomei gently pulled back her hand and took out a bead, "I went to Juntai and learned an incredible secret."
"Just keep the secret private." The emperor instinctively felt that it could not be made public.
The brilliance of the beads soared, and the scene of the alchemy furnace was replayed in the blue sky and in broad daylight.
The figure of the white egret waving the cattail fan to fan the wind, "I was treated as an honored guest in the prince's palace. You have offended the prince, so the prince specially sent me to assassinate you."
The image ends abruptly.
The prince's hands and feet were cold, "Father, my son, I have no grudge against the immortal aunt."
"Image beads can't be wrong. The evidence of the prince's assassination is conclusive. Please make a clear decision, Your Majesty." Bai Xiaomei felt happy and said to herself: No matter how much you endure, there will always be things you can't tolerate.
The emperor couldn't see Bai Xiaomei's murderous intention towards the prince, but because of his lack of strength, he could only endure the humiliation and bear the burden. He is an emperor, not a common man, and he cannot lead the people of the country to die together.
News from other countries has been sent back, and a large number of monks have appeared. Most of them are ruthless in their actions, silent, and the living beings are in ruins without even blinking.
Even the poorest places could not be spared from the disasters in the world, let alone the Northern Wei Dynasty, one of the best places in the world.
Except for the fact that the prince can protect the country's existence, Yuan Qiong is not a bad person compared with those monks.
As long as Bai Xiaomei doesn't sow discord here.
Seeing that the emperor had made up his mind, the prince said anxiously,
"Father, please trust me for once."
"The prince disrespects the fairy lady." The emperor said this, and Bai Xiaomei smiled. The prince was so shocked that he couldn't say any words of mercy. He was about to be sacrificed to heaven, as the prince of a country!
It is better to live in vain than to die in battle!
The prince almost became angry, but the emperor suppressed his desire to die with one sentence, "Execute him to exile, drive him to Nansai, and atone for his sins with his merits."
Bai Xiaomei didn't understand very well, but she didn't achieve what she wanted, including the immediate execution of the prince or the death of mortals.
Just as he was about to say something, the prince clasped his hands into his fists, covering his eyes filled with anger and hope, and said in a deafening voice,
"My son, I obey!"
Bai Xiaomei was startled, "Your Majesty."
"My beloved, I'm tired from this trip, so there's no need to worry about those little things."
The emperor's words were echoed by the courtiers. The prince was 'carried' and will be 'exiled' to the rich south soon.
Bai Xiaomei cursed in her heart, but the crime was well known to everyone. Three thousand miles is a long way for ordinary people, and if it is not protected, it will suddenly disappear.
The people from the Lingdan Platform under his command also came in handy.
"The assassination of the prince made the immortal girl furious and rained hail. It was not because of the Heavenly Demon Temple.
The fairy aunt acted so capriciously, which seemed to be out of character for the fairy family.
Your Majesty, if the Demon Temple is built quickly, the Fairy Lady will not dare to mess around. "
The emperor's face was smiling, but his heart was full of swear words.
"My dear concubine, it has been some time since you entered the palace, why not do it tonight."
"Your Majesty, the real man has given you a beauty, please take a look."
After Bai Xiaomei introduced the holy aunt to the emperor, she went to collect the results.
What love, love, how can you have the right to bring comfort to everyone.
Mo Xiu Zhijiu looked at her beaming pretty face, lowered his eyebrows and asked softly, "Holy Aunt, why didn't she come out?"
"Ninth, you should only think about the formation in your heart."
"She is my woman." The ninth demon cultivator released his foundation-building cultivation and stared at Bai Xiaomei with red eyes.
