Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

"Kaka...kaka..."

Cracks appeared on the surface of the stone statue, like cracked skin, and began to peel off piece by piece.

As the eyes opened, a faint warm light shone through, and the expression was restrained and bright.

Xu Zhiqiu stood up from the stone chips and looked around.

Temples, incense, tributes...

"Hey!"

He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

These common people are really nosy.

When he first started his retreat ten years ago, in order to avoid being disturbed by idle people,

He then absorbed the power of the earth, infused his entire body with the Qi of the earth, and turned into a stone statue.

However, he still couldn't escape the hustle and bustle, and was even worshipped as a mountain god.

After that, whenever he occasionally showed some tricks to save people, it was regarded as a miracle, which was even more incredible.

He stood up, took two steps, and looked at himself.

This body has developed to the level of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old, and is finally not a baby anymore.

"Is it about time?"

He calculated with his fingers and found that the Emperor's treasure house was about to be unveiled and the cup of elixir of life was ready.

So he turned and looked to the southwest, where was the entrance to the Dead Swamp.

"Let's go have some tea."

He stretched himself and walked southwest.

…………

Into the dead swamp,

The swamp is a primitive jungle with a humid and hot climate, and miasma and poisonous insects are everywhere.

But he just walked leisurely in the garden without touching the ground.

There seems to be a clear and spiritual aura around the body, making it difficult for foul air to invade.

Walking around and reminiscing about the past, I couldn't help but become a little distracted.

"This young man~"

Hearing a familiar voice, Xu Zhiqiu turned around and saw a woman in goose yellow clothes calling him from a giant tree in the distance.

When he saw her face clearly, Xu Zhiqiu was stunned and looked a little strange.

The woman had a faint smile on her face and her slender fingertips gently stroked her white legs.

"You're alone... What a coincidence, I'm alone too."

Her voice is gentle and her appearance is charming and captivating.

"Since my lord and I have met here by chance, why don't we..."

As he spoke, a layer of pink halo appeared in his light blue eyes.

“…travel together.”

A sense of infatuation and sexual joy emanated from those eyes, captivating the heart.

However, Xu Zhiqiu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

A wave of the hand:

"Forget it. I have something else to do."

He said that and turned away without paying any attention to her.

Jin Ping'er frowned, a little surprised.

Is Cha Nu Mei useless to this person?

I couldn't help but look at Xu Zhiqiu carefully.

Look at this man, he is wearing plain clothes, with his chest hunched and his back straight.

He looks a little childish, probably no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, but his tone of voice is quite mature.

He is just able to ignore the charm of a young girl and his heart of Tao is as firm as a rock... When has the righteous path ever had a disciple with such a foundation?
She had a preconceived notion that Xu Zhiqiu was a disciple of the three righteous sects.

Good and evil are mortal enemies, so when they meet at this moment, they are naturally jealous of each other.

"Oh my, why are you so cold, sir?"

With a flick of her body, her graceful figure floated over. Jin Ping'er raised her hand and gently brushed Xu Zhiqiu's shoulder, saying in a sad tone:
"Could it be that I am so ugly that you are disgusted and don't want to look at me any more?"

"..."

She is here, posing and flirting.
But Xu Zhiqiu knew her true colors very well.

This is like a three-year-old child acting in front of his parents, thinking that he is acting well, but in fact he has already lost everything.

Jin Ping'er couldn't figure out Xu Zhiqiu's ability, but as the number one young man in the Hehuan Sect, she was also one of the three young masters of the Demon Sect.

Don't be fooled by her gentle appearance and weakness, she is actually very proud in her heart.

Now the conflict between the forces of good and evil in this deadly swamp is acute.

Since I have met Xu today, I have to have a fight with him. Her voice was deliberately prolonged, and purple light quietly gathered at her fingertips. A hidden but sharp killing intent was released by her without showing any expression.

Still asking:
"Young Master, are you a disciple of Qingyun Sect?"

"No."

"Is that the Incense Valley?"

"Not at all."

"Then...it can't be the master of Tianyin Temple, right?"

"Can't you see how much hair I have?"

Xu Zhiqiu looked at her unkindly.

"What's that look in your eyes, sir? Could it be that... you look down on me!?"

The voice suddenly turned harsh, already taking the initiative.

The purple divine weapon tore through the air and stabbed towards his face, but Xu Zhiqiu did not react.

The purple blade was about to touch the tip of his nose.

"Successful!"

Jin Ping'er was delighted, but the next moment she was shocked to find that she had lost control of her body, as if she had been immobilized.

The tip of the blade is only two centimeters away, but it can't be moved any further.

Then she looked at Xu Zhiqiu with a pair of emotionless eyes looking at her.

All of a sudden, Jin Ping'er felt her scalp tingling and a chill ran up her back.

It's murderous intent!
The murderous intent was not strong, but it was extremely pure.

She had never experienced such a strange feeling of oppression, which almost suffocated her.

"The young tree is not straight if it is not pruned. It is what has kept the San Miao Sect from growing to this point. Its temper is much greater than its ability."

Under Jin Ping'er's horrified gaze, Xu Zhiqiu slowly extended his index finger and touched her forehead.

"Well, I'll teach you a lesson today so that you can change your temper in the future."

The Qimen pattern unfolds at the fingertips, and the magic plate moves, settling on the evil god "Gou Chen".

Then, the eternal evil thoughts flowed into the brain through the fingertips.

The next moment, Jin Ping'er's body began to tremble like a sieve, and her pupils suddenly shrank, as if a natural tsunami was pressing down on her, and even her three souls and seven spirits were washed away.

It was unknown how long it took before Jin Ping'er came to her senses.

But he found himself collapsed on the ground, his whole body soaked in sweet sweat.

Looking around again, there was no one there.

"..."

Not long after,
Mr. Miao burst into tears.

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Somewhere in the Dead Swamp, three bonfires were burning brightly.

Half a day ago, the three factions of Qingyun, Tianyin and Fenxiang had already joined forces.

The three parties discussed the next action plan, which was of course mostly passive, using static to dynamic tactics.

"Junior sister."

Wen Min asked Lu Xueqi:

"Ever since you took shelter from the rain in front of the temple, you've been distracted. What's wrong?"

"nothing."

Lu Xueqi shook her head slightly, her eyes still a little unfocused.

"Are you...thinking about 'him'?"

Wen Min observed her carefully and whispered:
"This time, the Death Marsh treasure has shocked the world. That person is now the deputy leader of the Ghost King Sect, and he will definitely come to take it."

"Do not……"

Lu Xueqi was about to speak when suddenly a bright beam of light shot up into the sky from a distance.

Everyone stood up quickly.

"A rare treasure is about to be born!"

"This means that we are not far from the treasure. The more dangerous it is, the more we need to be careful."

"Brother Faxiang is right. Take now for example."

At this moment, the leaves all around rustled and the grass swayed.

Many eerie figures were lurking in the darkness, like sinister hunters, ready to strike.

Another fight is about to begin.

In the surrounding high places, various forces are also keeping a close eye on this place.

Waiting to reap the benefits. (End of this chapter)