The stolen magic is a bit magical

"Be civilized! Be civilized, Senior Li!" Lin Xiaosu took a few steps and came to his side: "If you lose your civility, I will definitely curse back. When it comes to cursing, you will never be able to beat me. At that time, you will be so angry that you will be fuming and your primordial spirit will be out of place. But you will not be able to fight back. That will really mess up your Dao heart."

“You…” Li Qianzong raised his hand high!
boom!
He slapped himself on the forehead.

"Senior, want a drink?" Lin Xiaosu raised her hand and handed over a bottle.

With a swift movement, Li Qianzong snatched the top half of the bottle away, then flipped it over and poured the entire bottle of wine into his mouth.

Lin Xiaosu had a toothache look on her face.

He clearly saw that the shards of the glass bottle also entered his mouth, and he drank and swallowed them...

Li Qianzong gently rubbed the empty wine bottle, turning it into glass powder, and slowly lowered his head: "I'm calm now, let me ask you a question."

"Please, senior!" Lin Xiaosu said politely.

When exactly are you going to die?

The Holy Maiden of Thousand Spirits was originally watching the commotion with great curiosity when she suddenly heard those words, and her heart skipped a beat.

What do you mean?
You old man, you've already had your drink and you've said you're calm, so why do this now?
"It'll be soon, it'll be soon!" Lin Xiaosu said, "I'm going to enter the Desolate Ancient Realm. Senior, with your incredibly wise insight, you can tell that I definitely won't live for more than a few years!"

"You wish to enter the Desolate Ancient Realm?" Li Qianzong frowned.

"Look, you're all dressed up in your costume!" Lin Xiaosu tugged at her clothes.

Li Qianzong nodded slowly: "Not bad! Not bad! If you enter the Desolate Ancient Realm, you'll die extremely quickly! Good news, good news!"

"Senior's mood is starting to improve. How about answering a question for this junior?" Lin Xiaosu said.

"Say it!"

"How is she?" Lin Xiaosu pointed to Dawa in the abyss.

Li Qianzong followed his finger and looked down, his eyes suddenly shining: "This is my personal disciple. Her talent will be a legend in the ancient times!"

Lin Xiaosu and the Holy Maiden Qianling were both startled.

"Disciple?" This was Lin Xiaosu's surprise.

"A legend?" This was the surprise of the Thousand Spirit Saintess.

Li Qianzong laughed heartily: "She is only glimpsing the heavens at this moment, yet she has already comprehended the rules of life and death. Among the world's geniuses, who else can achieve mastery of the rules before reaching the Enlightenment Realm? In the future, she may even create a miracle that is unprecedented and unparalleled. Before reaching the Enlightenment Realm, the seed of the rule will be formed!"

Saintess Qianling's expression changed drastically: "She has a chance to form a seed of rules?"

"Yes, that's what makes her extraordinary!" Li Qianzong laughed loudly, "Bai Xuanhuang, you bastard, I can't beat you, but if you're so capable, wait a hundred years and see which of our disciples is stronger!"

His laughter was incredibly loud and unrestrained.

Lin Xiaosu and the Holy Maiden Qianling looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Senior, farewell!" Lin Xiaosu bowed slightly.

The two stepped onto the mountain path ahead.

"Kid!" Li Qianzong's voice came from behind: "Just a heads-up!"

Lin Xiaosu was overjoyed and suddenly turned around.

This old man, who had been hoping for his early death, actually took the initiative to remind him that this was a good thing.

"Stay put and go straight to Zuozhi Lake, and whatever you do, don't go to Qingqiu." Li Qianzong said, "The Heavenly Foxes of Qingqiu have extremely deep foundations, and they are particularly fond of pretty boys like you. If you go to Qingqiu, you will be drained by those lustful and seductive fox clans in three days at most!"

It was the turn of the Thousand Spirit Saintess to rub her cheeks; her teeth ached.

"Congratulations, senior! You've mastered the 'feigned retreat' tactic from the Great Xia military strategy! Congratulations!" Lin Xiaosu bowed, took Qianling Saintess's hand, and took a step into the air.

Ahead, the scenery has changed drastically.

A tranquil lake.

The two sides of the lake resemble a misty, rain-drenched gallery.

The crowds were dense.

The grand halls and pavilions have everything one could need.

In the distance, countless cities stood, and in the sky, magical artifacts seemed to be traversing the heavens.

This paradise on earth clearly exceeded Lin Xiaosu's expectations.

He muttered, "With such a paradise on earth, one should be content and happy. I just wonder, how bored must you be to covet my world like this?"

A light flickered in the eyes of the Thousand Spirit Saintess.

Many years have passed, and finally, I have returned to my hometown.

Inside the blood-red coffin, he slept for a million years, and the ancient scene remained as it was yesterday.

She slowly raised her gaze: "What's going on between you and that old man? He seems to really hate you, but he won't lay a hand on you."

"Because of a contract!" Lin Xiaosu said, "I rescued him from the underground trap and signed a Heavenly Dao Contract with him. He has to prevent Huang Gu from entering that world and cannot harm anyone in that world."

"If you die, the contract will be void, so he genuinely wants you dead?"

"Yeah, but he can't do it to me himself. Look how frustrated he is." A smile appeared on Lin Xiaosu's lips.

"You...you really are full of wild ideas!" Saintess Qianling laughed: "What was the meaning behind your last sentence, 'playing hard to get'?"

"He reminded me to stick to Zuozhi Lake and never go to Qingqiu, but he also told me that Qingqiu has a profound history and is particularly fond of people like me. Of course, he knew that as long as I knew of Qingqiu's existence, I would not miss it. So, on the surface, he was advising me not to go, but secretly he knew that I would definitely go! This is called playing hard to get."

Saintess Qianling's eyes widened: "You really want to go?"

Lin Xiaosu gazed at the floating clouds across the Zuozhi Lake and nodded. The Thousand Spirit Saintess took a deep breath: "He's right. Qingqiu has a profound history, but it's also a den of demons for human men. You truly cannot enter Qingqiu!"

These are invaluable words of advice.

The fox clan of Qingqiu is a unique species in the world.

Masters of seduction, the land of the fox clan is a dream paradise for human men.

But do you think they're all good people?

The Celestial Fox absorbs the essence of heaven and earth, the sun and moon, and the human race.

Once a human man is bewitched, he is basically ruined, either physically or mentally. Therefore, all the major sects strictly prohibit their disciples from associating with the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

The Holy Maiden of the Thousand Spirits could even cite countless examples of her former clansmen whose paths were cut off at Zuozhi Lake because of the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

“Under normal circumstances, who would want to join Qingqiu?” Lin Xiaosu said, “But Qianling, look at this passage. If Qingqiu can stand on my side and block Zuozhi Lake, wouldn’t that mean that the sphere of influence of Daxia has expanded outward by a big step? It would be beneficial in every way, both in terms of defense and counter-attack.”

The Holy Maiden of Thousand Spirits looked around and remained silent for a moment.

Yes, that's a strategic perspective.

Currently, the only truly effective defender on the Tashan defense line is Li Qianzong.

The thirteen sects of Kuncang outside are weak and can be almost ignored.

"Is this your strategy: to win over some sects and form your own power system?"

"This is the tragedy of ants; they can only accumulate little by little."

“Actually, you can become a nouveau riche,” said the Holy Maiden of Thousand Spirits. “It’s the idea I suggested to you: enter Cangyuan! As long as you can be noticed by some bigwig in Cangyuan, when you come to Qingqiu, you won’t be in this situation.”

"Things in this world aren't as simple as you think. The experience of past dynasties tells us that the formation of any social form is the result of compromise among all parties. Blindly pinning your hopes on the favor of others is the most unreliable thing to do. Even if I had the idea of ​​following your path, I would still need to have some leverage. Otherwise, Cang Yuan... wouldn't see me, and even if he did, he would look down on me. Do you think someone who doesn't get basic respect can have a voice?"

"So, Qingqiu is also your bargaining chip!" said the Holy Maiden of Thousand Spirits.

"Yes!"

"What are you going to do?"

Lin Xiaosu laughed: "Wandering the world in fine clothes and on a spirited horse is the demeanor of a swordsman, but in that world, I am a college student, a cultured person. I enter Qingqiu in the manner that Qingqiu likes best!"

The Thousand Spirit Saintess glanced at him sideways: "You want to roam the world as a swordsman? Well, you'd better be able to do it! Your swordsmanship was indeed amazing in that world, but here, it's nothing..."

"So, it's important for people to know their own limitations!" Lin Xiaosu stopped abruptly as she stood up. "And you? Are you going to cross the lake now and return to your clan's forest?"

"No rush!" Saintess Qianling smiled gently. "I'll accompany you to Qingqiu. When you're so tired you can barely walk, I can at least bring you back and cook you some ginseng soup to nourish you..."

Lin Xiaosu gritted her teeth: "I'll show you who's really good at leaning against the wall!"

The two jumped off the mountaintop.

In that world, if someone jumps off a building, it will attract attention and cause screams.

This world is different; there are many people flying in the sky. They flew down from the mountain without disturbing anyone.

Landing on the cobblestone streets, looking at the antique charm on both sides reminiscent of feudal society, and passing through the bustling city, you'll find Zuozhi Lake just ahead.

Zuozhi Lake is named after Zuozhi.

The Left Guardians are a very mysterious race. Two-eared Left Guardians are beast-like, three-eared Left Guardians are half-human and half-beast, and four-eared Left Guardians can transform into human form.

Holding onto the left ear with both ears, he thinks he's clever.

The four-eared left-hand man is truly clever.

The Six-Eared One is an anomaly in the universe, known as the one who holds the center of the Way of Heaven and the one who holds the left.

On this lake, there are a large number of four-eared left-handed guardians.

They might be disguised as humans, rowing boats, selling wine, running shops, pawnshops, or security escort agencies...

That's why it's called Zuozhi Lake.

Lin Xiaosu activated her Heavenly Dao Primordial Spirit and sensed Zuo Zhi's aura up close. Zuo Zhi, who had transformed into human form, was not merely human; almost all of them possessed sub-divine techniques.

It's just a matter of high or low.

In the black pavilion ahead, he sensed the external projection of the secondary god.

That pavilion bears two ancient characters: Heart Pavilion.

"Don't probe that pavilion." Thousand Spirit Saintess transmitted her voice: "The Heart Pavilion was built by the Heart Gate. The Heart Gate is skilled in sub-divine arts. If you're not careful, they will probe your sea of ​​consciousness. If you anger them, their sub-divine arts can kill you invisibly."

She was unaware that Lin Xiaosu possessed a secondary mystical technique, and even less aware that he had activated the "Celestial Lock" and opened a secondary mystical realm.

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Xiaosu suddenly felt the familiar power of a demigod.

At this moment, he was still ten zhang away from Xin Ge.

His secondary mystic realm closed instantly.

His primordial spirit activated, protecting his brain.

This power of a demigod wasn't specifically targeting him; it simply swept through the streets as a matter of routine and then passed by.

Lin Xiaosu, with her divine insight, peered through the curtains on the third floor and saw an old man inside. The old man looked ordinary, but his eyes were as deep as the sea.

The old man stared at the dock ahead, where many people were disembarking, which became his new target for observation... (End of Chapter)