They all thought they were reborn!

Chapter 136 Undercurrent surges; simulation object Zhang Qianyan appears

Author: Zuo Che

Chapter 136 Undercurrent surges; simulation object Zhang Qianyan appears

Li Qingmu hooked his fingers, and a meat bun was automatically stuffed into Lu Zhu's mouth.

"Eat your buns!"

She glared at Lu Zhu angrily before picking up her skirt and sitting down beside her.

Putting herself in her shoes, she would be so stunning if she switched identities with Lu Zhu.

Even the master would probably not believe it was him when he saw her wearing the fairy dress she was so familiar with.

Maybe he will be arrested to see if he was snatched away...

"Well..." Lu Zhu's little mouth was blocked by the bun, and her cheeks were bulging, unable to speak.

It was difficult to swallow the bun.

Still as rude as ever, she must be a real saint.

Not sure, let's take a closer look.

Keep a certain distance first.

Lu Zhu quietly moved half way to the side, putting a little distance away from Li Qingmu.

Seeing that Lu Zhu, who usually liked to stick to him the most, was still avoiding him, Li Qingmu stretched out his arms, locked Lu Zhu's throat, and held her to his chest.

Unlike the rude Lu Zhu, Li Qingmu eats obviously much more elegantly than her.

The same meat buns would take nearly ten bites to finish, while the green bamboo buns would only need two bites.

Feeling the familiar size and softness, Green Bamboo finally felt at ease that she was indeed her own saint.

"Holy girl, Zhu'er will stop making trouble."

Li Qingmu loosened the green bamboo.

But Luzhu did not resume his sitting position, and was still lying on his side in Li Qingmu's arms.

She raised her head and watched her saint eat from an angle she had never seen before. It was quite interesting.

"If you don't eat anymore, I'm done."

"Holy girl, hello." Luzhu said coquettishly.

Li Qingmu did feed him, but he just fed a chestnut.

Luzhu flattened his mouth and took the chopsticks boredly, poking holes one after another in the meat bun in front of him.

I finally feel more at ease.

What about people named Gu?

I promised that I would help him kill someone last time and would speak well for me in front of the saint in the future. Now that I have been bullied by the saint, why don't I come to help Zhu'er...

…

The two girls had their own thoughts, but they were both waiting for Gu Youqing to come downstairs. However, at this time, he was comforting Senior Sister Xiaoxi.

Instead of waiting to have dinner with Gu Youqing, a few unexpected people came to the inn.

There were four people in total, two men and two women.

Three young men and women, and a thin middle-aged man with a black goatee.

They were all wearing the same clothes as the group of sword cultivators seen outside Gujia Village.

They wear white clothes with swords on their backs. If you look closely, you can see that there is a bird or animal tattooed on their standard clothes.

But his cultivation level is much higher than them. The weakest one among them is also in the middle stage of the eighth level, and the strongest, a middle-aged man, has the cultivation level in the late seventh level.

No need to think about it, they must be members of the White Bird Sect.

That middle-aged man is probably their teacher.

As soon as he entered the door, the young man shouted: "Shopkeeper, please bring four bowls of braised noodles, two plates of beef, and a bottle of wine!"

"Okay, gentlemen and girls, wait a moment, they'll be here soon!"

The four of them chose a relatively secluded place to sit around the table.

Li Qingmu became wary.

Although the other party seemed to be here for a meal and not for the compass on her body, she still had to be careful.

She lightly pinched the magic formula and said secretly: "Go!"

A piece of jade quietly escaped into the void and loomed where the four people couldn't notice it.

The young man was wary of his surroundings and then asked in a low voice:

"Uncle Master! Is there really a flying sword made of innate spiritual treasures in Baixiang Lake?"

The middle-aged man cast a spell and set up a soundproof formation:

"I don't know, but except for our White Bird Sect, all the sects near Jiannan Road and Longyou Road have taken action. I think the news is true."

The ignorant short-haired woman blinked her big eyes and asked excitedly:

"Uncle Master! Is that innate spiritual treasure really as powerful as the rumors say?"

The middle-aged man they called their uncle did not show displeasure with the idiotic question raised by their nephew. Instead, he patiently explained to these young people who symbolized the future of the White Bird Gate:

"Magical weapons are of the same level as monks, and they are divided into grades. The rank is limited by the quality of the materials used to forge the magic weapon and the level of the weapon refiner."

"The finished magic weapon is similar to the meridians of the human body. The spiritual energy can only travel along the corresponding spiritual energy lines. This also leads to a huge difference in the power of the magic weapon."

"The more spiritual energy lines a magic weapon has, the stronger it can amplify the power of the spell."

"Most of the flying swords in your hands are standard eighth-grade flying swords made by the only seventh-grade weapon refiner in the sect. They generally have two spiritual energy lines, which can increase the power of your sword moves by at least 20%."

"The more spiritual patterns a magic weapon has, the more difficult it will be to use. It requires monks to have sufficient spiritual energy reserves."

"The spiritual patterns of a first-grade magic weapon are at least nine. Even a seventh-grade monk like me can only sustain three breaths if he encounters a first-grade magic weapon."

"But the innate spiritual treasure has no spiritual patterns."

Another slightly mature woman with long hair was shocked: "No spiritual pattern?"

"In other words, the innate spiritual treasure itself is the spiritual pattern."

"The monk's spiritual energy will circulate in the innate spiritual treasure without any hindrance, as if the spiritual treasure is a part of the body just like the limbs and five senses."

"Even a ninth-grade monk who obtains an innate spiritual treasure can exert effects beyond those of a first-grade magic weapon."

"That is a divine object that has great temptation for any monk, even those earthly immortals who hold high positions!"

After saying this, the young man looked very excited.

The middle-aged monk shook his head and smiled, which did not dampen their self-confidence.

When you are young, you should be confident and have the pride to despise everything.

As someone with experience, he was unwilling to dampen the enthusiasm of these young people.

In contrast, he disliked the senior brother from Bainiaomen.

That guy is completely a villain who is good at cheating, and I don’t know what kind of dirty tricks he used to deceive his identity.

He looked at the nephews in front of him. Which of these three was not worse than him?

But the head brother just handed the compass to him!

The long-haired woman pondered for a moment and asked the middle-aged monk:

"Uncle Master, such divine objects are definitely not something that younger generations like us can hold... But if the news is true, why don't those top immortal sects, such as Tianxuan Holy Land, send people to hunt for treasures?"

The middle-aged monk looked at the long-haired woman with even more admiration in his eyes:

"No, how do you know they didn't send anyone?"

"How can you and I guess what the Holy Land means?"

"Moreover……"

He licked his lips:

"Innate spiritual treasures are not like those vulgar magical treasures that can cause strange phenomena in the world when they are born. Immortals are inherently dirty. No one can know who found it until someone uses it!"

"Otherwise, why would all the sects, big and small, come to get involved? Aren't they just planning to step on this ladder to heaven?"

The long-haired woman nodded thoughtfully.

If the innate spiritual treasure is really as miraculous as what my uncle said, then there is nothing wrong with calling it a ladder to heaven.

…

Li Qingmu was shocked when she heard that her jade piece had been lurking beside them for a long time, so naturally it was not affected by the sound isolation formation.

If an innate spiritual treasure was really born, it would be impossible not to send someone here based on Master's temperament.

At first she did not believe that there was an innate spiritual treasure here, but after listening to the words of the White Bird Sect Master and then thinking of the mortal bell made of innate spiritual jade, she suddenly felt that it was very likely to be true.

of.

The compass was indeed a very rare magic weapon. It seemed to be something held by the head of the White Bird Sect, and was given to Chen Feng, who was killed by fellow Taoist Gu, for treasure hunting.

Is that guy his illegitimate son!? Are you so nice to him?

If he really finds a flying sword made of an innate spiritual treasure, even if Chen Feng has average talent, as long as he doesn't die prematurely, he will definitely be able to become an existence on an equal footing with himself in the future.

Of course, this premise is very likely to be untrue. After all, innate spiritual treasures, even first-level earthly immortals, will have some ideas.

When the time comes, people will break the void and directly kill people and seize treasures.

Hey, what?

Oh, ant, step on it.

Then break the void and leave.

She felt more and more that the compass she was carrying was a hot item, and she had to find an opportunity to get rid of it without disturbing the head of the White Bird Sect.

She was deep in thought when she heard a familiar gentle voice beside her:

"Qing Mu, what are you thinking about?" Gu Youqing sat next to her, looked at her with a solemn expression, and then at the meat bun that she had taken a bite of and was now a little cold.

"The buns are already cold."

He took the half bun and put it into his mouth.

"Eh?"

Li Qingmu came back to his senses, his eyes widened, and his neck gradually turned red.

Luzhu, who was stunned on the side, dropped the big meat bun from his mouth again.

…

On the other side, the master uncle of the White Bird Sect was still explaining things to the elite disciples of the White Bird Sect.

Middle-aged monk: "Senior Brother, the leader asked us to assist Chen Feng this time. I believe that boy must have discovered something."

"What! Could it be that!" The young man stood up suddenly and exclaimed.

Then he realized in hindsight that he was too excited, and sat down with a sad smile.

The middle-aged monk shook his head. This boy is reckless by nature, and I'm afraid he can't beat Chen Feng. If he really wants to support him, he should help the long-haired woman.

"Could it be that Senior Brother has found an innate spiritual treasure?"

The long-haired woman rolled her eyes at him and said:

"If we really find it, the head of the family will definitely come in person, so it won't be our turn."

The man sneered: "Yes...yes."

The middle-aged monk smiled and looked at the long-haired woman:

"Miaomiao, what do you think?"

She snorted coldly and showed a meaningful smile:

"In my opinion, finding news is false, but encountering difficulties is true. The boss asked us to come, I'm afraid, not to help Chen Feng hunt for treasure, but to solve some messes for him!"

The middle-aged monk narrowed his eyes and stroked his beard with great satisfaction.

The young man was a little afraid of the long-haired woman's eyes, so he shrank his head and said weakly:

"Junior sister Miao Miao, please don't be disrespectful to the master and senior brother."

Miao Miao glanced at the middle-aged monk and said with a smile:

"Senior uncle, who is so powerful and resourceful, is the one who deserves our respect the most."

"Miaomiao, don't flatter me."

"Yes, this junior has offended, please forgive me, uncle."

The ignorant woman on the side did not understand these twists and turns, and was focused on eating braised noodles.

Whenever her uncle and her brothers and sisters said a word, she would use her chopsticks and secretly take a piece of beef from the plate.

After they finished talking, they suddenly realized that the plate was empty.

The young man and the long-haired woman looked angrily at the short-haired woman.

While chewing the slowly stuffed beef, she looked away, as if she wasn't the one eating it.

The middle-aged monk laughed and ordered another plate of meat.

The atmosphere is so joyful.

…

On the other hand, Li Qingmu finally calmed down after a brief commotion.

Combining the words of the four fellow students, she summarized several pieces of information.

First, this compass can at least find the innate spiritual jade.

Second, even if the head of the White Bird Sect does not know that Chen Feng is dead, he must know that something is wrong with him, and the relationship between Chen Feng and the head of the White Bird Sect is probably unusual.

Third, Baixia Town seems calm, but in fact there is a turbulent undercurrent, and there are countless forces mixed in it.

Fourth, she might meet one of her senior sisters.

She concealed the danger of the compass, told Gu Youqing the rest of the information, and asked:

"Could they come to us on purpose? Do they know the compass is on us?"

The latter shook his head, thought for a moment and said:

"No... on the contrary, I think even if we don't meet them this morning, we will meet other monks who talk about this matter."

"You mean, Baixia Town is already full of monks?" Li Qingmu understood what Gu Youqing meant.

"That's right, it's just that we happened to encounter the White Bird Gate. Even without them, we would still have encountered the Black Bird Gate, White Tiger Gate, etc."

"I'm not interested in that innate spiritual treasure. As long as they don't touch my Gujia Ancestral Hall and Gujia Village, they can do whatever they want."

…

Ring bell.

With a burst of ethereal cow bells ringing, a familiar figure appeared at the door of the inn, leading a green cow.

A Kun Dao wearing a wide Taoist robe and a Taoist crown appeared in front of Gu Youqing.

She patted the green cow's head and signaled it not to move around, then went straight into the inn.

After bowing her hands, she booked a guest room in the inn for half a month, and asked the waiter to take good care of Qing Niu.

Li Qingmu was a little wary.

But it just comes from a woman's natural instinct to be wary of other good-looking women appearing in front of her.

But Gu Youqing stood stunned on the spot.

Because he had not moved for a long time, the simulator that he had almost forgotten finally made some movement.

[Simulated object detected: Zhang Qianyan]

[Current simulation object: Lu Yunzhi]

【Do you want to change the simulation object?】

【whether】

He ordered yes.

[Current simulation object: Zhang Qianyan]

[This simulation will consume 1 simulation coin]

[Current simulation coins: 10 (reached the upper limit)]

It turns out that this simulated object that looks very much like a man’s name is her!?

It was she who used the Seven Stars Longevity Technique on sister Ruoyu at that time.

After Zhang Qianyan paid the money, he ordered another bowl of white porridge and found an empty table to sit down. However, he looked up and saw Gu Youqing and Li Qingmu.

Three people, six eyes facing each other.

…

…

Hengduan Mountains.

Bai Liuli emerged from a bush dirty.

Her clothes, which had only a few pieces of cloth, were now in tatters and could hardly cover her body.

She shrugged her delicate nose and her face was very solemn:

"The master's smell...is here."

"Master, Master, Liuli is really easy to find..."

As she continued to walk forward, watermarks the size of copper coins fell one after another on the dry ground.

Take a day off tomorrow

(End of chapter)