Si Lei Zhenjun

"Borrow a light? What kind of light?"

Jiang Lihuo frowned and looked at Chu Xing.

"It's like this. I want to recast the ancient Jueyun sword, but ordinary fire can't refine it at all." Chu Xing explained.

Jueyun Ancient Sword?

Jiang Lihuo was slightly stunned, and then quickly realized that the other party was talking about the Panying ancient sword.

She rolled her eyes at Chu Xing and said unhappily:

"It's good enough that I didn't report you, Master and Disciple. Do you still want me to be your accomplice?"

A quarter of an hour later, under Chu Xing's constant persuasion, Jiang Lihuo was reluctantly dragged to Wanshankong's yard.

After Chu Xing sent the person there, he left the house.

After going to Caiyun Pavilion to inform Pei Sanniang that the person had been found, he returned to the training room to practice.

It was not until late at night that he hurried back to the yard, only to find that the four girls' card table had been moved from the yard to the house.

Helpless, he had to leave quietly.

……

In the next few days, apart from going to the Jubao Chamber of Commerce to "film", Chu Xing practiced in the mansion, and his days were extremely fulfilling.

In order to warm up the crowd, the Jubao Chamber of Commerce even put up a banner of allowing people to comprehend the ancient photo-recording stone tablet for free. In the past few days, the Jubao Chamber of Commerce has been packed with people.

What Chu Xing had to do was to put on the Thousand Illusions Mask prepared in advance by the Chamber of Commerce, change his appearance and blend in with the crowd of people who were meditating, pretending to have comprehended the magical powers.

The play was performed in two parts, one part of the "Fa Tian Xiang Di" performance and the other part of the "Feng Lei Shan" performance, with an interval of three days between them.

The performances were very successful and even caused quite a stir in the city.

After the filming, Xu Jinan, the president of Jubao Chamber of Commerce, even took the initiative to invite the male lead to come and shoot one or two scenes every year.

The male lead naturally had a schedule, so he readily agreed.

The reason why it was called "filming" was that during the performance, the people from the Jubao Chamber of Commerce did use a large number of photo stones to record the scene, and also spread the images intentionally or unintentionally.

In the end, Chu Xing received the film remuneration as promised, and reluctantly bought two taels of Kongyin Divine Sand and a fist-sized piece of Earth Mother Copper Gold, spending a total of 750,000 spirit stones.

There was no other reason. The Panying ancient sword was successfully recast on the third day.

Chu Xing was quite satisfied with the shape after the recast. The sword was three and a half feet long, and the blade was light and clear as ice crystal.

Early in the morning of the fifth day, when the sun and the moon alternate.

A huge silver-white puppet stopped at the gate of Qianguimen.

"Husband, are you cold?"

On the puppet's shoulder, Wan Qiu saw Chu Xing take out a fox fur coat and put it on, and asked suspiciously.

"You'll find out later."

Chu Xing smiled triumphantly, jumped off the puppet, flew over the gatekeepers, and said calmly:

"Help me open the hole in the formation a little wider. My puppet is too big to fit in."

"presumptuous……"

Seeing this, the leading spiritual cultivator was about to start scolding, but was stopped by a Jindan cultivator behind him.

Then the Jindan cultivator came close to his ear and said:

"Boss, don't you recognize this guy? The man in the fox fur coat!"

"Is it really that person? I haven't heard from him for a while." The face of the spiritual cultivator changed slightly.

"There's no doubt about it. I've seen this puppet before!" The Jindan cultivator said with certainty.

Upon hearing this, the Spiritual Cultivator immediately forced a smile on his face and said to the sky:

"Okay, I'll do it right away!"

As he spoke, he took out a white jade talisman and then raised his hand to cast a few spells on it.

The opening in the formation, which was originally only about ten feet high, suddenly extended to more than ten feet.

"Thank you!" Chu Xing smiled and bowed, then flew back to the puppet's shoulder.

Chu Xing raised his brows slightly and controlled the puppet to enter the mountain gate:

"How is it? You see, I am now a person of status."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the air around him seemed to become a little colder in an instant.

Then, a clear, pleasant, and very familiar voice suddenly rang in Chu Xing's ears:

"An undercover identity?"

This voice was like a gust of cold wind in winter, penetrating Chu Xing's heart and causing him to tremble violently.

Tweety??!

Chu Xing turned his head with difficulty and looked at the woman beside him with a stiff smile:

"Palace...Palace Master, long time no see...what brings you here?"

Although he knew that Cui'er would come to him sooner or later, he didn't expect her to come so soon.

The Bone Demon Princess stared at him coldly, her red lips parted slightly:

"You are so brave that you dare to come back?"

Chu Xing's face did not blush, and his heart did not beat fast. He asked blankly:

"What's the point of being brave? I'm a disciple of the Thousand Puppet Sect. Where else can I go if I don't come back?"

The Wan Qiu beside him was no longer a woman who was not even a mistress in disguise. Moreover, the Hong'e Shuangshu and Jiang Lihuo were hidden in the inner space of Dahuangfeng. He was not panicked at all!

"Then why did you leave the sect without permission?"

Chu Xing explained:

"I've explained this to you before. I have a thirteen-year-old child at home, all alone and helpless. I'm truly worried about him. If you don't believe me, you can ask Wanqiu. She wouldn't lie to you."

The Bone Demon Princess sneered:

"A while ago, a female cultivator who had just crossed the tribulation barrier infiltrated the sect and secretly killed over a thousand disciples in the Ten Thousand Corpse Cave. But after you left the sect with Wan Qiu, no one was killed in the Ten Thousand Corpse Cave anymore. How could such a coincidence happen?"

As she spoke, she glanced at Wan Qiu who was standing next to him, only to see that Wan Qiu had an uneasy expression on her face and her eyes were evasive.

"Although I haven't noticed anything wrong with her, I'm afraid this Wanqiu is no longer the same Wanqiu as before."

"What? Is this true?" Chu Xing seemed very surprised, his eyes full of innocence, "I really don't know. I left the sect just to visit my younger sister at home."

After a pause, he continued:

"And Wanqiu can't be fake. She and I spend every day together. If she was switched, I wouldn't be unaware of it."

At this time, Wan Qiu blushed and said:

"Palace Master, I have followed you for over a hundred years. If you have any doubts about my identity, you may as well ask me some secrets that only we know to verify my authenticity."

Seeing this, the White Bone Demon Princess felt a little shaken in her heart and looked at Wan Qiu and said:

"Over a hundred years ago, you were being exiled to the Jiaofangsi in Floating Cloud Fairy City. A loyal servant risked his life to rescue you, and it was only then that he happened to meet me. You and I buried that loyal servant's body together, and even erected a wooden tombstone for him. What was his name, and where was he buried?"

Hearing her ask this, Wan Qiu's expression suddenly became a little gloomy. She pursed her lips and replied:

"Yong Bo's name was Li Yongren. He was buried near the official road outside Nanshan City, next to a large locust tree at the foot of the mountain."

Afterwards, the Bone Demon Princess asked Wan Qiu many questions, and Wan Qiu answered them one by one.

"There are many ways to gain access to another person's memories, but some subconscious habits are impossible to imitate," the Bone Demon Lady said with a tone that held firm. "From now on, you must not leave my side until I'm completely certain of your identity."

"Yes! Palace Master." Wan Qiu nodded in response.

The Bone Demon Princess turned her gaze away from Wan Qiu and coldly turned to Chu Xing, "As for you, if you want to leave the sect in the future, you must report to me first. Now put away the puppet and follow me back to the palace."

There was no expression on her beautiful face, and her voice was as cold as ice.

Chu Xing showed an embarrassment on his face, pointing at the puppet under his feet and said with a wry smile:

"Palace Master, it's not that I don't want to go back with you right away, but I just controlled this puppet for a long time, and my consciousness has been overly depleted. Look, my head is still dizzy right now. If I go back like this, I'm afraid I won't even be able to walk steadily."

The Bone Demon Queen's eyes subconsciously fell on the strange puppet under her feet, and a hint of curiosity arose in her heart.

As her mind moved, a powerful spiritual power instantly enveloped the entire puppet.

At this glance, the Bone Demon Princess's expression changed slightly, and her gaze pierced Chu Xing like a sharp sword:

"Why are there three people hiding in this puppet of yours?!"

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Chu Xing to reply, she flew down, broke open the cabin door and rushed in.

Chu Xing: “……?”

Treasure Girl in Danger!!!