Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 75 Madam Hanyao, Your House is About to Explode
The advantage of Fuji is that she listens to advice.

Even if it was Lily's words, she would listen.

So, this morning, after Lily said that Hancheng was in danger, Xiao Fuji was fully alert and observed the surrounding situation.

He also used the method he had just learned a few days ago to release some demonic energy to help Lily build up her courage.

Sure enough, she discovered someone who looked strange.

That middle-aged cultivator was one of Madam Han Yao’s clones.

This is not the fault of the middle-aged monk, he hid it very well.

His face changes in a thousand ways as he carries out various tasks that Madam Hanyao needs to go out on.

Even in the training hall, he had a legitimate identity and could come and go as he pleased.

But Fu Ji is neither a human nor a normal demon.

Just like how serious people identify magic tools, they look at the appearance, the formation, the power, and the maker's signature.

But A-li smells the flavor, tastes the texture, and tries the saltiness.

Fu Ji also has her own strange identification method. When the middle-aged man appears, Fu Ji feels very uncomfortable.

She felt that the man had a smell of rotting in the soil, a smell that only Fu Ji could smell.

So, Fu Ji left a tiny bit of mycelium on the man as a mark.

Then a small group of little corrupt girls came out. These little corrupt girls restrained their breath and quietly followed the middle-aged monk.

The tiny bit of mycelium stuck to the cuff of her robe had no smell, no spiritual power, and no color, but in Fu Ji's eyes it was a guiding light.

And this lamp brought Fu Ji here.

Although Madam Han Yao was a member of the Hundred Demons Sect, she still lacked some awareness of precautions when it came to digging holes.

She also didn't make the floor waterproof and theft-proof.

This secret place is impregnable from front to back, top to bottom, left to right, but it is empty underneath.

But maybe there is a formation, but Fu Ji can squeeze in just by doing so.

"I'm awesome, right? My senior brother said no one can dig better than me."

Fu Ji explained the whole story using her own logic.

Then as expected, Ling Qiliu and Ling Qiqi didn't understand.

Who is Lily, and who is Zhang Ze? I don't know them at all.

The two sisters became excited only after Fu Ji mentioned that she was a disciple of the Sword Sect.

They begged this petite but very capable fujoshi to take them out.

"You have to wait."

"The big one hasn't come yet," said the little fuji.

The two sisters didn't understand again.

"What big thing is coming?"

As soon as the words fell, a bluish gelatinous substance oozed out of the soil at the sisters' feet, like an entrance.

"The big one is coming!"

"This way."

The little girl jumped in and disappeared.

Ling Qiliu and Ling Qiqi had never seen this thing before, so they didn't dare to go in.

After a while, two girls, one big and one small, poked their heads out of the gelatinous substance at the same time.

"Hurry up, my real body is too big. If I stay here for too long, the big snake will find me." said the older Fu Ji.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry." The younger one urged.

Ling Qiliu recalled what her elder sister usually looked like, and after thinking about what she would do, she jumped in holding her younger sister who had turned back to her original form.

Ling Qiliu slid down a passage.

Only after she got inside did she see clearly that the passage she had just passed through was the arm of a much larger corrupted girl.

This is what the little fuji said, the big thing is coming, and they are in the body of this big fuji.

"walk home."

With a puff, another normal-sized fuji separated from the main body and spoke to the two sisters.

She took out a storage ring from somewhere, opened it, flipped through it, took out several kinds of food and handed them to the Ling sisters who were still in shock.

Subconsciously reaching out to take the dried fruit, Ling Qiliu was a little afraid to think about his ears.

"Go home, Jiajia!"

Ling Qiliu suddenly realized, she shouted, "Wuyangpo, that monster is going to Wuyangpo, sister and mother and the others!"

Fu Ji pressed Ling Qiliu's shoulders and asked her to calm down. "It's okay, my senior brother is also in Hancheng."

"Let me tell you, my senior brother is super powerful. He has blown up a demon cave bigger than this one."

"As long as he's here, nothing will happen."

Ling Qiliu still didn't understand, but his heart calmed down.

Ling Qiqi in her arms had fallen asleep at some point.

And the eldest brother whom Fu Ji described as wise, brave, handsome, intelligent and courageous was now being questioned.

"Let me explain one last time: I really didn't take it. It just jumped into my pocket on its own."

"When? How would I know? I didn't even notice."

"If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known this thing was on me." "Junior sister, come and explain it to me."

"Ari, stop drooling. I can't give this to you, and it's not mine."

"Master Huixuan, you have to believe me. I, Zhang Zezhen, am not that kind of person."

"Qiwu, please believe me, Qiwu, please believe me and turn around."

In the Taoist temple, several people surrounded Zhang Ze and listened to his explanation.

After leaving the secret realm, the abnormalities in the Taoist temple suddenly disappeared, and everyone saw each other's true faces.

The big black monk found his master, and the old man was sent away by Zhang Ze with silver.

By the way, the Buddhist name of Dahei Monk is Huiming.

Ling Qiwu was the representative chosen after discussion among the sisters.

How to put it, the so-called representative is to follow and see the situation.

Qiyi has to take care of her younger sisters, Qier is too noisy, Qisan is too talkative, and Qisi knows nothing and acts self-righteous all day long.

Therefore, Qiwu, who had the calmest temperament, was pushed out.

What they were questioning was why the Xuanjian treasure mirror was in Zhang Ze's hands.

To be honest, Zhang Ze also wanted to know.

Just when he was looking for the sound transmission jade, his hand touched something hard. When he took it out, he found that it was the Xuanjian treasure mirror.

Although it was shrunk to the size of a palm, its style and pattern were exactly the same as the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror that had just sucked everyone in.

He really didn't know when the mirror got into his pocket by itself.

Chen Qin listened to Zhang Ze's feeble defense, tilted his head and thought for a while, "I believe in you, Senior Brother."

Hearing this, Zhang Ze instantly felt that everything was worth it.

At the critical moment, it was my junior sister who believed in herself. This junior sister has really been cultivated.

Then he heard Chen Qin's next words, "If Senior Brother had taken it, he would definitely make up a story for us instead of quibbling here."

Zhang Ze was silent, but what made him even more silent was that A'li and the little monk were actually nodding in agreement.

"Indeed, what Mr. Chen said makes sense." Huixuan clasped his hands together.

"Nothing wrong." Ali nodded.

That’s okay.

Anyway, as long as the misunderstanding is resolved, Zhang Ze comforted himself.

"What about this mirror?" Zhang Ze asked Ling Qiwu who had been hiding behind a stone.

"You hold it first, it's okay. Let's wait until mother wakes up." As if thinking the stone was too small, Ling Qiwu rolled behind another big stone.

At this time, Huixuan suddenly said, "Since this mirror is temporarily kept by the donor, there is one thing you should know."

Zhang Ze looked at Huixuan and immediately understood what he meant before he continued.

"You mean, don't use it to shine on people, especially experts."

Huixuan smiled and said, "You are indeed a benefactor."

"This mirror is a bit strange. The magic used by Xuanjian Wenxin inside is related to Buddhism."

"The outer protective mirror formation is the Longhu Mountain Taoist magic."

"Imprisoning evildoers may not be his true purpose, but..."

"Isn't it going to be 'Buddha said, it cannot be said.'" Zhang Ze has already figured out Huixuan's approach.

Whatever Huixuan wants to say is always straightforward and without reservation.

When he encounters something he doesn't want to talk about, he beats around the bush like other monks, and his answers are all riddles.

Of course, Huixuan didn’t know many riddles, just those three.

Huixuan nodded, "Yeah."

Zhang Zeben also planned so, and he didn't dare to use the mirror carelessly.

If the person photographed was someone like Lin Feng or the little monk, that would be a real problem.

Otherwise, an enemy will appear and be promoted three levels.

Otherwise, it is an evil demon that even the true Buddha cannot suppress.

In short, they are all disasters.

Just as I was thinking about it, Lily contacted me first.

"Boss, I've done a great job!"

"I'm telling you."

Listening to Lily talking nonsense and introducing the situation, Zhang Ze opened the system.

Sure enough, the task [7677] had been completed, but he just didn't get any hint.

"Wait a minute, we'll be there soon."

Zhang Ze put down the sound transmission jade and turned to ask Hui Xuan, "Young Master, are you interested in accompanying me?"

"What?" Although it was a question, looking at the little monk's expression, the answer was already clear in his mind.

"Save people, and then blow up that devil's cave." Zhang Ze rubbed his wrist.

"Okay, I like it." Huixuan moved his shoulders.

(End of this chapter)