Qin Shaojie felt that he was very low-key. Apart from being a little handsome, he didn't have any outstanding points on his body. The casual clothes worth several hundred yuan were really not very eye-catching.
In ancient times, there was a saying that the mother is more valuable than the son, but Qin Shaojie is now saying that an ugly man is more valuable than a beautiful woman.
Although he is not ugly, that's just the truth.
If you take one beautiful woman on the street, you won't attract any attention. If you take three, many people will look at you even if you look really unsightly.
They wanted to see what kind of dung ball would attract more than three dozen flowers to put in it.
"Brother Qin, why do I feel weird?" Qinglu felt the eyes of others and asked Qin Shaojie in an awkward voice.
Qin Shaojie smiled bitterly. Don't tell me you think it's weird, I think it's weird too.
"It's okay, it's okay, let them take a look. It will be fine when we get on the plane." Qin Shaojie said. But he always felt in his heart that this trip would not be peaceful.
Just like the last time he took Qiu Ruo home, he met Jiang Hai on the plane, which led to a series of things happening later.
I don’t know where he went, Qin Shaojie thought.
"Brother Qin, is that a plane?" Qinglu asked curiously, pointing to a plane that had just taken off.
"Yes, it's a plane, let's go quickly." The passengers coming in and out of the airport looked really frightened. Qin Shaojie quickly urged the three women to enter the waiting hall.
Nowadays, real-name registration is required even when taking a train, let alone an airplane.
There was no need to get any fake ID cards. Qin Shaojie took out his own ID and called the airline leaders to come out. All the boarding procedures were completed in minutes. Moreover, the four of them were invited to the VIP lounge to rest.
If Qin Shaojie hadn't told the airline's leadership that the four of them were on a secret mission, the leadership would have given them a warm welcome.
The VIP lounge has everything you need, including a variety of drinks, sofas and TVs. It is much more comfortable than the hard benches outside.
The two girls Qinglu and Qinglu looked like village girls who had never seen the market before------actually they were almost the same as village girls. They looked around here and there, sometimes touching the wine cabinet, and sometimes
I picked up the remote control and fiddled with it twice, and for a while I had a lot of fun playing it.
Although Lingyue was also very curious about these things, she was a master after all, and she should always look like a master. She just sat there and looked at everything in the lounge.
"Brother Qin..." Lingyue always felt that it was awkward to call her like this, but there was nothing she could do.
"Um?"
"You are the leader now, what are your plans in the future? How should we fight against the devil?" Lingyue asked.
How would I know? Qin Shaojie thought a little depressed.
If Lingyue was placed in today's society, she would definitely look like a strong woman wearing a professional suit. She talks about work wherever she goes, but doesn't care about other things at all.
At least, Qin Shaojie thought that talking to him about alliance leaders, fighting against demons, etc. was just talking about work.
He had no idea. Although he had fought against the devil many times, he was still a lone ranger. In other words, he was a good soldier, but not a good general.
He's good at charging into battle, but it's a bit inferior to sitting back and commanding.
Besides, how does he know how to fight against the devil?
Okay, even if you have been to the territory of the devil once, so what? They are not fools, will they take you to the real place? If you go there now, you will definitely miss.
Besides, although he has set up an eight-door golden lock array, he is not the descendant of Zhuge Kongming, and he cannot tell fortunes with his fingers, so how can he know what the devil will do next.
If he could only figure it out, he no longer belonged to the spiritual world, and he no longer wanted to be the leader of the alliance. He had already set up a stall under the overpass to tell fortunes.
The stylus predicts the truth and the hexagrams are true. If a hexagram is worth twenty dollars, then it would be unreasonable for him not to die.
"I don't know." Qin Shaojie simply shook his head and said, "I didn't originally want to be the leader of the alliance, but I just didn't want to see that old bastard from Xing Hai succeed."
"Besides, if we really count our Tianmen, there are only two people, not as many as the people from a small sect. What use does I have for the false name of this alliance leader?"
"It's not useless." Lingyue said. "I think you also know why there are so many people vying for the position of alliance leader, right?"
"I know this. Isn't it just for the so-called reputation?" Qin Shaojie said. "Being the leader of the alliance can bring benefits to the sect, so they rob it."
"That's right." Lingyue nodded and said. "But their skills are inferior to others and they are no match for you, so the position of alliance leader falls into your hands."
"If you want to revive the reputation of Tianmen, this position of leader is very useful."
"It's not that easy." Qin Shaojie shook his head and said, "I also said that there are only two people in my Tianmen, and the devil always wants to cause trouble for me. He is powerless."
"Besides, where am I going to recruit disciples? Do I want to bring in some unsectarian cultivators?" Qin Shaojie said. "It's better not to do anything. These people are used to being wild. There's no guarantee that one day our Tianmen will make the same mistakes again.
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"Then you have no idea at all?" Lingyue asked doubtfully.
She could tell that Qin Shaojie's cultivation level was already very high. Although she couldn't tell, Lingyue was sure that he had overcome the tribulation and entered the realm of the Flesh Immortal.
Judging from the fact that he has achieved such a shocking level of cultivation after practicing for more than a year, he will definitely be able to enter the Sanxian stage within three to five years. Such level of cultivation would be at the level of an elder in any sect.
Only characters have.
But he is so young, has such a level of cultivation, and is also the leader of a sect, but he does not want to promote the sect. This makes Lingyue a little confused.
If it were anyone else, with his level of cultivation, he would have already established his own sect and recruited many disciples.
"By the way, Lingyue, do you have any ideals?" Qin Shaojie suddenly asked.
"Ideal?" Lingyue frowned and thought for a while. This time the words were really unfamiliar to her.
"Yes, ideal means what you most hope to happen." Qin Shaojie said.
"Yes." Lingyue nodded and said. "My ideal is to let my Emei family continue for generations to come and be famous in the spiritual world."
"Me too." Qin Shaojie smiled.
"Oh? What is it?" Lingyue asked curiously.
"Live in seclusion." Qin Shaojie said.
"Hermit? Just like us?"
"No, if I live in seclusion, I will no longer think about how to improve my cultivation. I just want to take my family to find a deserted paradise and build a kingdom of my own."