Chapter 401 Xiaoyan comes up with a trick? The curtain opens
Qi Yuan finished speaking and waited seriously.
This talent, if spoken about, seems to have some inexplicable effects.
Unknown world.
Boundless falling trees, giant pythons spit out messages, and light flickers on and off.
The cold wind penetrated into the body of the old man in animal skin like a sword, making his body tremble with cold.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a divine voice in his ears, and he quickly knelt down and worshiped on the ground, his head banging on the ground.
He kept talking non-stop.
Finally, suddenly, a flash of light came into the old man's mind, as if he had discovered something.
"Poor... money..."
These two syllables came out of his mouth, and then he knelt on the ground with an expression of ecstasy.
He has a great plan in his mind. He wants to rely on the instructions of the gods to create an artifact called money.
In the underworld, Qi Yuan was quite bored.
"Just treat it as a tree hole. It's so boring. There's no feedback."
With a lazy expression, he stretched.
Suddenly, he thought of something: "How about doing an experiment?"
After recovering the strength of the strange painter, he walked out of the underworld and returned to the Jiang family's stronghold in Yuntian City.
Junior sister Jiang Lingsu is now in her room, with the fire on the lamp still on.
Qi Yuan closed his eyes and began to activate the power of his ears.
He listened to see if there were any strange sounds near him. If there was a conversation, something interesting might happen.
"If I could become as powerful as the Blood-clothed Sword God, my mother-in-law would not look down on me!"
"If the sky falls, there will be a tall person to hold it up. What does it have to do with me if the exercises are poisonous?"
“The steamed buns are so delicious!”
"I really want to have a Taoist companion who is considerate, dedicated, will not betray me, and can be with me. God, please give me a Taoist companion!"
These murmurs fell into Qi Yuan's ears.
Qi Yuan's eyes immediately focused on the monk who wanted to be a Taoist companion.
He is a homesteader, and the ashes on his green robe are almost scabbed. He probably hasn't moved for many years and has been thinking wildly.
"Give you some good luck and bring your Taoist companion back home as soon as possible." Qi Yuan thought about it and said to the home cultivator.
Now Qi Yuan has reached the realm of Zifu, coupled with the power of Yang Shen Tianzun.
Although he can't truly follow his words, he can still easily change his destiny with his words.
Since you heard it, it means you are destined to give me some good luck as you wish.
Following his voice, the house cultivator in the cave suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of shock and fear in his eyes: "Who? Which senior passed by and joked with the junior?"
He was shocked in his heart.
If you accidentally speak or transmit a voice, and it is intercepted and overheard by a senior, then forget it.
He was obviously thinking wildly and had thoughts in his mind, but he didn't say them out at all, but in the end... he could even be heard?
He tensed up and paid attention to his surroundings, but found nothing.
"Could it be that... the sound just now was an illusion?"
The housekeeper was a little surprised and unsure.
But suddenly, there was a ripple in the space, and an afterimage appeared from the void and landed on his futon.
The repairman was stunned for a moment, looking at the strange-looking thing.
"cup?"
When he saw the instructions above, his face turned red.
"Is this a Taoist monk?"
He was holding the cup in his hand with a complicated expression.
There is fear, helplessness, and confusion.
Unfortunately, as if he was making a random wish, a certain being heard it and responded to him, but the result of the response was a bit strange to what he asked for.
"Could it be that my ravings were overheard by some extraterrestrial evil spirit?"
Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Zhai Xiu's forehead.
On the other side, Qi Yuan also had a look of surprise in his eyes.
The scene of a homesteader holding a certain cup is really weird.
"So, now I am actually equivalent to the god who distributes money to boys?"
"Unexpectedly, I actually promised him the best Taoist companion in Canglan Realm.
Use the cow to criticize the monks, use the cow to criticize the Taoist companions, and use the cow to criticize the life!"
Qi Yuan squinted his eyes carefully, comprehending himself.
After all, it would be a huge loss to always scatter money but get nothing.
He even wanted to knock the housekeeper unconscious and snatch the cup away.
After all, he paid, what did Zha Xiu pay?
About a hundred breaths of time passed, and Qi Yuan opened his eyes.
"It seems... my speech is clearer and my ears are sharper."
In a few breaths of time, he thoroughly tested himself, and now he has discovered these changes.
Of course, there may be deeper changes, but he is still too weak to notice them yet.
After all, he is now Zifu, the newbie in the world of cultivating immortals.
In the Canglan Realm, one can occupy a mountaintop and become the king, but in the upper realm, one can also become the king of the mountain.
Qi Yuan was thinking wildly, and suddenly, a voice came to his ears.
"Humph, this time I sneaked over here to see where your kid was running, and I kidnapped my daughter and broke her legs."
Upon hearing this voice, Qi Yuan's expression changed slightly.
This voice clearly belongs to Jiang Ruhua!
He sensed it and instantly discovered that Jiang Ruhua was heading towards Yuntian City.
"Junior sister, run quickly!"
Without thinking, Qi Yuan rushed directly into junior sister Jiang Lingsu's room and grabbed Jiang Lingsu's wrist.
After all, judging from Jiang Ruhua's appearance, with all kinds of talismans and array disks hidden on his body, he was obviously very confident in taking down Qi Yuan.
"Ah...hey...senior brother, what are you doing!" Jiang Lingsu breathed out hot air through her nose, her almond-shaped eyes widened, looking very anxious.
One of her hands was held by Qi Yuan, and the other palm was holding the edge of the thin flesh-colored stockings, as if she was trying on the stockings.
The white and tender little feet stepped into the bottom of the stockings, and the slender calves fit tightly, and the skin was as white as jade, complementing each other.
The delicate jade-like thigh skin is exposed to the air, like the outline of stockings, making it look tight, plump and voluptuous.
Under the light, a line of white light could be seen on the stockings from the knees to the feet.
Qi Yuan glanced at her and said, "Don't look at it if it's inappropriate." Then he moved his buttocks up like a half moon, hidden in the clouds and mist. Well, it was even more inappropriate.
Going further up, well, it's too offensive.
The moonlight tonight is so big, white and round.
Qi Yuan recited Buddhist scriptures silently in his heart.
"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, and emptiness is form..."
"Elder brother, why are you so flustered?" Jiang Lingsu's pretty face flushed, "I'm changing into the clothes you gave me!"
"Hurry up and put on your clothes. Your father is coming. He's almost here!" Qi Yuan let go of his hand and let Jiang Lingsu cover up the spring scenery.
If her father finds out that his senior brother is in her room now, I don't know what will happen.
Without any hesitation, she quickly put on her clothes.
"Elder brother, let's run!"
"Well, it's better to run away!"
This time, Qi Yuan decided to take his junior sister to the Genshin Sharing Meeting and the branch of the Seeking Dao Palace in Feng Tianyu.
Since he was not in Dongtu, he didn't believe that his junior sister's father could run away.
Why not call her Jiang Paopao?
About a quarter of an hour later, an extremely angry voice sounded in Yuntian City.
"Boy Qi Yuan, you can't run away!"
Obviously, Jiang Ruhua found another direction and pursued it.
…
Half a month later.
In the Genshin Sharing Meeting, strong people gather together.
It can be said that in the entire Canglan world, 90% of the powerful Yin gods have a clone coming.
In the hall, these ghosts exude a variety of terrifying auras. Even if they are dormant intentionally, they are still particularly terrifying when gathered together.
The man in the white robe squinted his eyes and held a fish basket in his hand. The fish basket was empty.
At this time, a voice came.
"Master Baiyu, aren't you in the Central Heaven Realm? In just half a month, you were able to arrive here in person. It seems... you have been interested in this blood-clothed sword god for a long time."
The person who spoke was an old man with black hair, his hair was tied up and his left ear was missing.
This old man's name is Zuo'er Great Master, and he is a well-known casual cultivator in the Canglan world.
"As the Lord of the Central Realm, it shouldn't be wrong to meet the Blood-clothed Sword God and discuss the great catastrophe, right?" Great Lord Baiyu is the strongest person in the Central Heaven Territory and the person closest to the great catastrophe.
It can be said that the number one person on the bright side of Canglan Realm is the Great White Fish.
"This blood-clothed sword god has some strength. He can destroy Dark Sun and Shenhua Society. I'm afraid he has mythical combat power.
This kind of strength is enough to be proud of the world, but it is difficult to face the great catastrophe." A great master spoke, it was Huang Niu Dedao.
"This time the Blood-clothed Sword God invites me to come. What do you think? Should we join forces to deal with the catastrophe, or..." said a monk with a sinister eyebrow and a playful look in his eyes.
"What do you think, Master Hunqiong?" Master Baiyu asked the question to the monk with a sly eyebrow.
The other monks looked at the Hunqiong Master with fear in their eyes.
Some great lords looked distressed and sent messages to their friends.
"Things are kept secret. This blood-clothed sword god is too ostentatious. He has already told the world about it before he can take action against the great calamity.
It’s okay to invite colleagues, but how come a traitor like the Poor Lord wants to come over?”
Obviously, this impoverished master had already taken refuge in the Great Tribulation and became its minion.
Now, his clone is here, confident and safe.
"I just feel that this blood-clothed sword god is too young.
How long has he been famous and how long has he known about the great calamity?
This time, I won’t get involved anyway, and will just sit aside and watch the show.” The poor gentleman didn’t have the temperament of a strong man at all. He even crossed his legs and looked particularly shy.
Seeing this, the expressions of the Yinshen Lord or Great Lord present changed one after another.
"Such a big matter cannot be decided in one day. I also think that the bloody-robed sword god should think twice!"
"Oh, I won't get involved in this matter."
These Yin gods received a message from the Blood-clothed Sword God and came here to give the Blood-clothed Sword God face.
But facing the catastrophe... forget it.
People and traitors are all here, discussing how to deal with the catastrophe, why don't you expose all the information to the catastrophe?
Many great masters looked at Great Master Baiyu, their eyes flickering, as if they were asking about Master Baiyu's decision.
Great Master Baiyu looked calm and said slowly: "We monks are destined to die. If we die in a great calamity, it can be considered a worthy death."
The great Lord Baiyu has his death wish.
He immediately lost control of himself and entered the realm of myth.
At that time, his name will be left on the mythical monument.
If you want to leave, you probably won't be able to.
"It's a pity." The Great Lord Hunqiong sighed, and he did not hide it. "After the death of the Blood-clothed Sword God, the Original God Sharing Club and the Divine Flower Club seem to have lost their masters. Please don't compete with me. I will take good care of you."
Be kind to the descendants of the Blood-clothed Sword God."
The impoverished master is confident and confident.
He came only as a clone, his true body was not revealed, and he was hidden in the Canglan Realm. Even if Shinhwa took action, he could not be found.
Moreover, many of the great lords here know the identity of the adulterer.
When he received the invitation to the Genshin Impact Sharing Meeting, to be honest, he was a little confused.
However, he still came.
Now that you've arrived, let's start taking action.
When the blood-clothed sword god falls and the great rebellion comes to an end, he might still be able to earn a little more.
Faced with the shameless words of the Hunqiong Master, many Yin Shen and Masters present changed their expressions slightly.
But they had no choice but to take advantage of the poor master.
The great master Hunqiong immediately smiled: "Don't be too depressed. This bloody sword god can even destroy the Mountain of Destiny. Maybe he has some ability. This time... you great masters, it's better not to suppress yourselves and step into it one after another.
Myths are good.”
This is a bit heartbreaking.
Once you step into the myth, you can only fight to the death.
The Hunqiong Master said this with sinister intentions.
The Great Lord Baiyu glanced at the Great Lord Hunqiong and said nothing.
If a gentleman does not associate with villains, he will be in a bad mood.
The atmosphere on the field was very solid for a time.
Except for a few main battles, most of the Yinshen and Great Masters were undecided.
After all, with the Hunqiong Master around, this conspiracy will fail no matter what.
Even if he had thoughts of resisting the catastrophe, he would not dare to show it at this moment.
At this big gathering, people were unpredictable and had different thoughts.
At this moment, there was a wave of fluctuation in the void ahead.
The Yinshen present, whether they were the venerable or the great lord, all looked forward.
A man wearing a bloody robe appeared with a touch of blood, holding a sleeve robe, looking quite relaxed and casual.
There was a hint of coquettishness on his extraordinarily handsome face, and a sharp and cold light could be seen in his gentle, jade-like eyes.
"You guys drank the tea well, are you acclimated?" Qi Yuan said, and his words were the most ordinary.
But it also represents his concern for these ghosts.
We have come all the way from the south to the north. If someone is not acclimatized and vomits and has diarrhea on his territory, will he not be allowed to lose money?
These Yinshen Lords quickly stood up to express their opinions.
"The Blood-clothed Sword God's resistance to the great calamity is of great importance, so we should take a long-term approach!"
"No matter what, I am willing to fight side by side with the Blood-clothed Sword God to defeat the great calamity together!"
"I'm watching you and cheering for you." The Hunqiong Master said with a smile.
"This matter is too big and needs further discussion." Many Yin gods have already decided to retreat.
Seeing this scene, Lord Baiyu was filled with sadness.
No matter when, it seems that all the Yin gods in the Canglan world cannot reach a consensus.
Resisting the catastrophe will always be the courage of a few people to move forward.
"You guys are a little bit noisy."
Qi Yuan stretched out a finger, and the original hall became silent for an instant.
The Great Master, who was still speaking, suddenly found that he could not hear his own voice.
Their hearts trembled and they became even more fearful when facing the bloody sword god.
But he saw the blood-clothed sword god speaking, his voice a bit cold.
"I invite you not to seek your support or opposition.
I am here to inform you that this meticulous plan to "Eliminate the Great Tribulation in Qiyuan" will be implemented by me personally in three days!"
The aura on Qi Yuan's body was elevated and as deep as the sea.
"Three days later, I will personally go to the Central Heaven Territory to kill the great catastrophe!"
"And after you return, you should tell the world that the "Qi Yuan Elimination Tribulation" has been launched. If anything strange happens in this world, the people do not need to panic, just pretend that nothing happens."
The great masters and venerables present all looked at Qi Yuan, their expressions moved as they listened to his high-spirited speech.