very busy

Let's do it once, in Xiao Chezhi's memory, at the last Qionglin Grand Ceremony, he was only the first seat in the Central Region, sitting next to Master Feng Cheng, casually being a spectator.

Although it is once in a hundred years, the age of participating in the meeting is limited to those above elementary school and below. According to the words of the seventh Palace Master who established the rules of the Qionglin Society, monks and immortals must have luck, and the timing is also lucky. A sort of.

Qionglin Club has a very low threshold for registration, just need to match the age to build a foundation, regardless of origin or origin, so there are many participants every year, and the initial selection method is simple to rude.

Randomly sorted according to the registration list, regardless of cultivation level, in one-on-one duels, only those who win five games in a row will truly enter the Qionglin Club's preliminary round, and then divide into groups according to age, and there is another selection method.

Since the beginning of the preliminary competition, maybe there will be high-level executives secretly observing, looking for a suitable disciple, if he is really favored, it will be called reaching the sky in one step.

The selection list in Xiao Che's hands is for the patriarchs of various families or the candidates for the middle and high-level positions. Those who are on the list can directly skip the five duels and enter the preliminary round.

After all, the random duel is too casual. It would be very embarrassing if a genius who has just turned ten years old in an aristocratic family is out of the game because of his limited cultivation.

At first, he just flipped through the pages casually, but most of the names on the first two pages were familiar. Almost all the younger generations from the main line of the Xiao family were on it. After turning two more pages, he suddenly remembered something. Recommended places...

Flicking through several pages, Xiao Chezhi finally saw a line of words in an inconspicuous corner:

The Xiao family was separated from Licheng, Xiao Cunren.

Ok?

Isn't it Xiao Cunmo?

Xiao Chezhi unconsciously remembered that when he received the news of Gu Mingsheng's death a long time ago, Xiao Cunmo had already been expelled from the Supreme Palace for a long time.Of course he didn't know the real reason, but he became curious.

"The branch family in Licheng is the one who controls Mingyan Spring in the Eastern Region? Didn't I remember that the name of the legitimate son who reported the genealogy was Xiao Cunmo?"

It may be difficult for other high-level officials to answer this question, but it is different here for Xiao Lianzhi. Lin Tang, who is in charge of him, is in charge of personnel affairs, and he is a core member of the Xiao family. Sub impression.

After all, he is the younger brother of the clan, and it can be considered that Xiao Chezhi grew up watching him grow up. At this moment, his expression is not bad when he is looking at Xiao Chezhi, Xiao Lianzhi also let go, and said in a brisk tone: "Xiao Cunren is a bastard indeed, but his practice is not bad. His talent is three points better than his brother's, and his age is already in the middle stage of Jindan, so it's not bad for a split family."

Xiao Lianzhi was still a little contemptuous as he spoke, heirs are rare in the world of cultivators, but if both parents are very talented and cultivated, then the children born will not be inferior to their parents in all likelihood, so many powerful monks are With the mentality of preferring to be short and not to be indiscriminate, only a sub-family head like Xiao Yan, who can't be both high and low, can make any kind of dispute between the son and the concubine.

Xiao Chezhi tapped on the table with his fingers, feeling somewhat uncertain.

The gap between him and Xiao Cunmo is so big that there is almost no intersection.

The Supreme Palace can be considered a decent family, so it is somewhat difficult for him to kill people indiscriminately to avoid future troubles.But if you want to get people under your noses at the headquarters, only Qionglin can do this. The reason is the most serious.

Moreover, even after he recovered his memory, there were two scenes that had never appeared in the dreams he had repeatedly before...

That was the communication between Xiao Cunmo and Gu Mingsheng, how could it appear in his dream?

But right now, the latter two pictures are obviously true, so the first two shouldn't be aimless.

"Brother?" Perhaps Xiao Chezhi was in a daze for too long, but Xiao Lianzhi finally couldn't hold back and called out, successfully pulling someone back from his thoughts.

Xiao Chezhi coughed lightly to cover up his gaffe, and the expression on his face became unfathomable again, and he said indifferently: "Gu Jiaozhu made a special trip to mention Mingyanquan, saying that it is indeed of good quality. Rewards for meritorious deeds, this Qionglin Association will give another place to the Licheng family, you go to remind me, there is a difference between the concubine and the concubine, don't let the foreign monks see the joke."

A few days later, in a small room in the Licheng branch:

The recommended list was submitted early, but it was only announced to the public today.

Hearing Xiao Cunren's name came out of his father's mouth, Xiao Cunmo was very calm in his heart, but he just resigned slightly perfunctorily, then pulled Qu Huan and turned away.

The book doesn't mention the so-called Qionglin Society much, so it shouldn't make much sense considering it is so important.

The family that was going to leave sooner or later had to pretend to be sad at this moment.

Xiao Cunmo himself didn't care, but he couldn't ignore Qu Huan who was crying beside him with red eyes.He managed to comfort the cousin with a smile, but he saw the servant who had been following him galloping towards him, his face was full of joy.

"Young master, you can go to the Qionglin meeting now!"

The author has something to say: 2016.11.27, update No.17 days.

Do you still remember Qu Huan, the girl who appeared in Chapter 4~ I think Xiao Cunmo is pretty cute when I write it down, and I will be embarrassed to make him be...

Convention for collection~

☆, Qi Zhao

When Xiao Chezhi received the news that Qi Sheng, the first seat in the Eastern Region, had sat down, he was sitting on the excessively high throne in the Hall of Supreme Purity, casually looking at the breath-holding youths under the steps, lacking in interest.

He waved his hand to signal Yun Shu, who came to sue, to step down, not surprised, Qi Sheng is old, and there are elders who will remind his uncle, Qi Mowang,

To put it bluntly, how many people have been waiting for such a day.

The Eastern Territory is rich and has many families, and the first seat is not a small piece of fat. It can be foreseen that there will be many people playing games for it in a short period of time after today.

His Taixu Hall is going to be bustling again.

It's just a pity, Zuohua is in such a day, and even the Qionglin Society will lose three points of its glory.

Sighing, Xiao Chezhi finally stood up, walked down the steps unhurriedly, and began to look carefully at the neatly lined up young monks in front of him.

After the preliminary competition, Qionglin Club will be divided into four groups according to age, Tiandi Xuanhuang, and then they will be ranked according to the points system based on aptitude, comprehension, temperament, martial arts and even family background.

Those who can stand in the Hall of Supreme Purity today are the top [-] of each group.

It is no exaggeration to say that after hundreds of years, the vast majority of these 400 people will become the mainstay of the Supreme Palace, and some of them will become the master of the hall and the first seat of the domain, and may even sit in Xiao Chezhi's seat. go up.

To say that the gap between the first and the hundredth among the top [-] is not necessarily that big, Qionglin will review it strictly and the competition is fierce, and often the gap is a thousand miles away. The first possibility is that the strength is not bad luck Excellent, the [-]th may also be due to excellent strength and a little less luck.

So the last hurdle of the Qionglin Club is to look at the face.

From Xiao Che down, all the high-ranking officials of the Supreme Palace may select disciples from these 400 people to see if they are good or bad.

The order of selection is also very simple. Xiao Che chooses first, after selecting the left and right protectors, and then down to the elders and the first hall master. If there is no need, you can speak up or leave, and it will be the next turn in sequence.

If they are not selected, there are still places to go. A top [-] person in the Qionglin Society will be cultivated wherever they go, but there is no such thing as a high-status and profound master.

Xiao Chezhi walked down the aisle between the second Xuanhuang group, slowing down from time to time, and his mental power slowly swept over the people on both sides, feeling quite satisfied in his heart.

The average value of this session of the Qionglin Society is not bad. The Xuanhuang and Huang groups are all teenagers who have not yet been crowned, and there are actually a dozen or so monks who are already genuine Nascent Soul stage monks, and there are many half-step Nascent Soul cultivators. It seems that they have made breakthroughs. That is, the scene of the rest of the year.

At the age of 15, he participated in the Qionglin Club and was ranked first in the Xuan group, but it was only due to the name of the Xiao family and the fact that he broke through the middle stage of the Yuanying stage.

Xiao Chezhi smiled, secretly thinking that young people are formidable, but his gaze was attracted by the young man in the middle row on the right.

The young man was only wearing the brocade robe distributed by the board of directors in advance, his hair was tied with a sky blue brocade belt, and a white jade belt was tied around his waist.

The mind is unstable.

He was very similar to him back then. After all, he was only a boy in his teens, no matter how scheming he was and his family was strict, he would inevitably be nervous on such an occasion.

But he still has to pretend to be calm and breezy.

If it is not from the Xuan group, then it should be less than fifteen years old, half a step into the Nascent Soul Realm, and its cultivation base is very solid, and it can step into the Nascent Soul Realm at any time, but it is still trying to force the realm to break through perfectly.

This is Xiao Chezhi's conclusion after looking at it.

Obviously, this is a son of a well-born family who lives up to the family's expectations.

Xiao Chezhi suddenly understood Feng Cheng's answer when he asked his master Feng Cheng why he accepted himself as a disciple.

It's just a matter of eyes.

His master was also like this back then, watching the half-grown boy who was clearly panicked but pretending to be old-fashioned, funny in his heart but didn't point it out, and even felt a little inexplicably gratified.

Xiao Chezhi stopped in his tracks, looked at the young man steadfastly, and said in a very flat tone, "Which family do you belong to?"

This is the meaning of self-declaration, the young man did not raise his head to look at the person, he bent down and replied respectfully: "Return to the respect, disciple Qi Zhao, the direct descendant of Qi's family in the Eastern Region, [-] years old, Qionglin Xuqi .”

Ok?

Xiao Chezhi inexplicably felt that there was some predestined relationship. Recently, the surname Qi appeared quite frequently. He owed some kindness to Qi Mowang, and he naturally knew that Qi Sheng's son, Qi Zhao, had been selected into the top [-] of the Qionglin Society. He planned to arrange him under Xie Tang's sect, with the head of Zhongyu as his master and himself watching over him, so there is no need to say much about his bright future in the future. .

But right now, the person I set my eyes on first is Qi Zhao...

Xiao Che had no intention of accepting disciples at all, he only wanted to accept a few disciples to be raised in the Taixu Hall for guidance for a day or two in his spare time, but he was a little shaken at this moment.

It is certain that he will not have any heirs in the future.

No.7...Compared to the identity of the Palace Master's disciple, it's not too unpleasant.

The index finger unconsciously touched the finger on the thumb, and there was a chill, Xiao Chezhi was silent for a while and suddenly said: "I would like to worship you as my teacher."

……

He didn't speak in a high voice, but all the people present were people with deep cultivation, and they were stunned for a moment.

Xie Tang was talking with Feng Jue and almost bit his tongue, Xiao Lian almost spit out a sip of wine, and after a while, they all looked neatly at the person in the middle of the queue in black clothes.

Are you joking?

In the difficult world of cultivating immortals for offspring, sometimes master and apprentice are more unbreakable than father and son.

Not to mention that the Supreme Palace recognizes the transmission of disciples.

Back then, Feng Cheng, the former Palace Master, wanted to take in disciples, but he just made a show of it.

The fierce competition and fierce methods of that Qionglin Club were far away, but most of the people present remembered that the reason why Xiao Chezhi was able to have the last laugh was that his feet were covered in bones.

Now I don't play tricks and change my mind

God is pitiful, the major families including the Xiao family have not received any news, they are all cultivating juniors in a regular manner, interests have nothing to do, participation is the first, just get into the top [-], the way is ready-made.

Xiao Chezhi grew up smoothly, and when he became self-willed, he didn't care how many people's jaws dropped. After receiving an affirmative answer, he waved to Yun Shu to take Qi Zhao back to the Taixu Palace, and continued to wander around.

Then, without accident, the local team saw the face that he would never forget even if he died.

He lives at the end of the team with low brows and obedient eyes, with a restrained aura, and an early Golden Core cultivation base, which is extremely inconspicuous among many young masters.

Xiao Cunmo.

The author has something to say: the past two days have been quite chaotic... I went to Jinbang to find articles for comparison, and carefully revised the outline.

In the future, it will still be updated at ten o'clock in the evening. If there is no ten o'clock, it will not write 0.0

I still treat it well, and I don't force myself to update it every day. I really haven't prepared for it.

☆, soul search

The spotless white jade steps at the entrance of the Taixu Hall are very beautiful. The top-grade stones transported thousands of miles from South China by magic tools are brilliant and have neat lines, which makes people feel good when viewed from a distance.

Not everyone in the Supreme Palace has the opportunity to observe the white jade steps at close range. Many middle and low-level disciples regard it as an honor to kneel outside the Taixu Palace, because it means that they may be summoned by the Palace Master.

But Xiao Cunmo didn't think so.

This is the third hour he has been kneeling here, and the second hour when Qi Zhao is conducting the teacher apprenticeship ceremony. The hall is solemn and quiet, and the servants waiting outside the hall are also respectful, doing their own way. Heaven and earth abandoned as alone.

The experience not long ago has been reversed in my mind for countless times, and even the details are tasteless.

At that time, Qi Zhao had just become the lucky one in everyone's eyes, Xiao Cunmo clearly felt that the breathing of the people around him was heavy, there were jealousy, envy, and disappointment, but without exception they were all excited.

This kind of excitement reached its peak when the man named Xiao Chezhi walked towards them. Everyone lowered their heads slightly, waiting for the person who came to look at them.

Xiao Cunmo subconsciously looked up.

That is Xiao Chezhi, the astonishingly talented and brilliant Mistress of the Supreme Palace in the book, who is even more powerful than Gu Mingsheng.

When he met the man's eyes, the man was astonished, and an unidentified emotion flashed in his eyes, and he asked his name.

Many people's breathing became heavy.

Xiao Cunmo only remembered that he knelt down, mechanically reported his background, and that embarrassing "land group sequence one hundred".

There was chaos in my head, I didn't know why, and I couldn't even think.

He didn't understand at all how he had attracted Xiao Chezhi's attention, and the people in front of him obviously didn't care whether he understood or not.

Not waiting for his froze brain to work again, Xiao Cunmo saw the man nodded casually and said something in his mouth.

"That's right, let's go to Taixu Hall to practice in the future."

It's not to serve in the Taixu Hall, nor is it to be willing to be a teacher, Xiao Chezhi's meaning is very clear, he wants to accept him as a disciple.

In the world of cultivating immortals, master-apprentice is a very serious relationship. It is true that apprentices belong to masters, and masters must also give students enough care. This care includes psychology, body, practice, and official career. One day is a teacher for life. Father is not joking.

This is especially true for powerful monks. Disciples are disciples, and they are treated equally. There is no so-called true teaching, and it is their own reputation that will be damaged if they are not careful in teaching.

The particularity of the disciples determines that the number of apprentices will not be too many, and not every powerful monk is in a high position like Xiao Che's Gu Mingsheng. The slaves of the future generations are more like the secretaries of later generations.

The status of the person doing the work should not be too low, the cultivation base should not be too weak, and they must be loyal enough.

So the doorman came into being.

The so-called disciples are probably the subordinates of the powerful monks. Before entering the door, they make a pledge of heaven and earth to prove their loyalty. After entering the door, they can enjoy the resources and convenience provided by the powerful monks.

It's a win-win.

The principle of accepting people is voluntary. On the one hand, some powerful monks have an attitude that the more the better, and some are demanding. There are only a handful of disciples, and some find it troublesome and have no intention of doing so. In other words, they want to be vassals. It also has to be appreciated by others.

On the other hand, the aristocratic family probably would not do this kind of thing that requires making an oath between heaven and earth. If it is not forced by the situation or really wants to be in power, it is a stupid way to put your life in the hands of others. The disciples also have to be willing, forcibly plundering is not in line with the status of a powerful monk.

It stands to reason that Xiao Cunmo is also considered a son of a noble family, just having the surname of Xiao in the cultivation world is enough for a person to live in, let alone in the Supreme Palace.

Before he came, he had never thought about the option of being a doorman. Even if someone really thought about it, the Licheng branch couldn't handle it, and someone from the direct line of the Xiao family would come forward to solve it.

But it was Xiao Chezhi who wanted to accept him as a disciple, so everything was different.

What's more, Xiao Chezhi didn't give him a choice at all.

The effect of spiritual power within a hundred miles of Taixu Hall has been weakened nine out of ten, Xiao Cunmo can feel his own spiritual power is being consumed rapidly, his knees are probably already red and swollen, and his calves are sore.

He couldn't help but glanced at the palace door again, and as expected, he only saw the serious faces of the two servants, and saw nothing else.

When will this apprenticeship end?Will Xiao Chezhi think of him immediately after the end?

For a while, Xiao Cunmo's mind was numb, and his body was almost unable to support himself, so he almost fell to the ground.

A pair of strong hands supported him, saving him from the fault of being disrespectful in front of the hall, Xiao Cunmo raised his head in surprise, and met a pair of smiling eyes.

The young man I met this morning had a light smile and was wearing a complicated black robe. He was handsome and seemed to be in a good mood.

Yun Shu, who was in charge of sending Qi Zhao out of the hall, watched Qi Zhao pull Xiao Cunmo up indifferently, and did not object aloud.

After Qi Zhao finished a few polite words, General Xiao Cunmo thanked him, but Yun Shu cut him off and said, "Mr. Qi's residence has just been arranged, and there will be attendants later Someone led you there. Your name is Xiao Cunmo, right, Your Majesty summoned you."

Qi Zhao gave Xiao Cunmo a comforting smile, obediently said to Yun Shu that the younger generation would resign, and then left straight away with the servant who led the way.

Only Xiao Cunmo followed Yun Shu all the way to the inner hall.

The Taixu Hall is the residence of the previous lords of the Supreme Palace. It was built with a lot of money, and there have been many changes in the thousands of years. Now it seems that there is no luxury of splendor and splendor. Instead, every brick and tile is restrained. It's so precious to the bone.

Xiao Cunmo walked along the long corridor with Yun Shu, trembling at first, but was slowly soothed by the peaceful atmosphere of the palace, and his footsteps were no longer vain.

When they arrived, Xiao Chezhi was relaxing on the brocade couch, his ink-like hair was casually scattered to the side, his eyes were deep, and he was thinking about something.

Yun Shu was aware of Xiao Chezhi's temperament, and he didn't say much after bringing him here, he bowed and retreated, leaving Xiao Cunmo in a dilemma.

At this meeting, Xiao Chezhi seemed to be much more talkative than Shicai, but Xiao Cunmo was afraid of it from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't know why Xiao Chezhi picked him, but he was very clear that this was absolutely different from his appreciation for Qi Zhao, so he could only think in the worst direction.

There is still a reason to deal with him in public, but if there is an accident in Taixu Hall, there will be no sound at all.

He has a lot of information, but no amount of information can be discounted as castles in the air, especially in the realm of cultivating immortals where strength is paramount, and what he is facing is a strong Mahayana who stands at the pinnacle of power in the Supreme Palace.

Xiao Cunmo's head was running at the fastest speed in his life, and the person on the couch suddenly looked up.

They were a pair of very energetic eyes, with emotions that he could not understand, like a deep whirlpool, the strong adsorption force attracted his mind almost instantly.

Xiao Cunmo suddenly remembered a line of words he saw a long time ago.

In the past, the demon king Yanran realized the secret skills, he could see the sea but was easily backlashed, the righteous way is very contemptible, especially the supreme palace.

The name of the secret technique is: Soul Search.

The author has something to say: I actually wrote an update... After thinking about it, I still sent it out 233

Ask for collection~

☆, disposal

It was a long fantasy.

Xiao Chezhi recognized this city, he used to live here for 20 years, but seeing each other now seems like a lifetime away.

A child was born in the hospital, a boy, but it did not bring much joy to his family.

The family is not rich. His father is an alcoholic and his mother is addicted to gambling. They live a life of drunken dreams and are not ready for a new life.

Xiao Cunmo's name was given by his grandfather. The white-haired old man dug through the dictionary and chose a barely pleasant name, but he was powerless to change his grandson's future.

Xiao Cunmo gradually grew up, and under the influence of the environment, he became taciturn and acted cruelly. He was even irritable and irritable towards the weak, and humble and flattering towards the strong.

Until due to a trivial incident, a slightly richer relative's cousin slammed a novel on his face, blood stains mottled the paper, but the cowardly father turned a blind eye to it, and his words were still flattering.

"Even the people in the novel are better off than you! With the same name and surname, at least they can make some trouble!"

In the small and dimly lit room, Xiao Cunmo picked up the blood-stained book and read it over and over again.

It was a cool article popular nowadays, about cultivating immortals. It told the story of the protagonist Zhao Qi fighting monsters all the way to upgrade the rise of the dick, and finally ended with Zhao Qi becoming the right master of Yan Jiao. At that time, Gu Mingsheng ignored the teaching affairs, Zhao Qixing is in charge of the world, lying drunk on the lap of a beautiful woman, almost satisfying all fantasies.

As for Xiao Cunmo, he is just a not-so-great supporting role. There are only a few strokes in the book, and most of them are used to describe his death.

A descendant of the Xiao family's split family, lusting for power and betraying his master for glory, was shot to death by Gu Mingsheng, the leader of the Yan Sect, on Wuwangya.

When he died, he was too old to stand.

The Lord of the Supreme Palace and the leader of Yan Jiao meet at the Zongjiao. They have been close friends for many years and are invincible in the world together. How could they want to get rid of each other?

How funny, humble and poor in reality is also a joke in the book.

When Xiao Cunmo died, he still had the book in his bag. At the moment when he lost consciousness, he used his last strength to grab the page of the book, and pulled off the page on which the supporting role with his name died, and pulled it hard. As he spoke, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

His desire to tear up that page failed because the body had lost its breath.

When I opened my eyes again, everything changed.

He transmigrated into a book and became Xiao Cunmo in that book.

The maids around her are very respectful, the spiritual energy in her body flows freely, and the room she lives in is comfortable and comfortable.

Except for having an uneasy concubine younger brother, everything is what he once dreamed of.

In this small city of Li, the son of the head of the branch of the Xiao family is also honorable and precious, and at the early stage of Jindan at the age of 20, he is also considered to be very talented.

The protagonist in the book, Zhao Qi, has not yet reached the age of cultivation, but he has all the adventures in the book, and even many shocking secrets in this world in his mind.

He doesn't want to be mediocre or die like the original owner. Xiao Cunmo's plan is to go out to practice after reaching the Nascent Soul. With the information in his mind, he can't rule the world. Becoming a giant is not a delusion.

Until the daily repeated dreams invaded all his thoughts.

The mountain wind howled, and the man in black looked at him disdainfully, and the words that came out of his mouth made people feel like falling into an ice cave.

"Compared to my position as the head of the Southern Territory of Yan Jiao, this seat still thinks that you are more suitable to go to hell."

That palm carried an unstoppable power, which made him feel pain to the marrow.

The young man woke up from his dream countless times, everything in the room remained the same, and the moonlight outside the window was cold, but the panic in his heart could not be recovered for a long time.

Gu Mingsheng...

Gu Mingsheng!

Kill Gu Mingsheng!

Fear eventually became an obsession, and it was out of control.

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When Xiao Cunmo was conscious, he had already changed from standing to kneeling weakly on one knee, and the person on the couch changed to a more lazy posture, looking at him with eyes full of entanglement.

In such a few tenths of a second, he still couldn't react to what happened, and it was only after a while that he woke up the memory of derailment.

The art of searching for souls.

Cold sweat spread all over his body in an instant, and his already weak body was even more crumbling. Xiao Cunmo lowered his head, not daring to look at the person on the couch, while wondering how much the other person saw.

For a while, Xiao Che had no time to pay attention to Xiao Cunmo's wild thoughts, he was busy calming down the surging spiritual power in the sea of ​​energy, thinking in his heart that he was entrusting himself to the big.

Although Supreme Palace is known as a well-known and upright school, its understanding of all kinds of evil methods is no weaker than that of Yan Jiao. When Xiao Chezhi was young, he was forced by his master Feng Cheng to read a lot of magic cultivation methods.

Soul-searching secret techniques are recorded on the ninth floor of the Buddhist scriptures tower aboveboard, and can be practiced by the hall master and above, but Xiao Chezhi has never been very interested in these. Nor did he practice.

Having cultivated to the level of Mahayana, many spiritual skills can be used freely without further study, so he didn't find anyone to experiment with before using Soul Search.

If Shicai hadn't stopped in time, Xiao Cunmo would have been unable to bear the plundering of memory and become stupid. Even if he sees the opportunity so quickly right now, Xiao Chezhi himself would feel uncomfortable, and it took him a while to recover.

"Kill Gu Mingsheng, where did you get support?" Xiao Chezhi changed his sitting position, and spoke with a relaxed tone, as if he was chatting about the weather.

No matter how strong the soul search is, at most it can clearly see the experience of the recipient, and it is really hard to be human if you have to read that book.

As for the cognition that the world he was in was the book, it didn't make Xiao Che turn pale with shock.

He is a person who has been in touch with the rules of heaven and earth. He knows that excellent works are born naturally. member?

Furthermore, the formation of a world is its own system, and even the creator cannot intervene in it.

He is very relieved.

Xiao Cunmo lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

Up until now, he still couldn't figure out where he had let Xiao Chezhi notice him, and he didn't hesitate to use the secret soul searching technique to find out what was going on in his mind.

Supreme Palace prides itself on being upright, and would not use such methods easily.

"I'm really curious about what is written in that book, but it's not true if I search it with soul searching. But it doesn't matter, the head of the punishment hall, Wei Pingsheng, is the best at extorting confessions. If I hand you over to him, I can see it within three days. It's a pretty good novel, isn't it?" Xiao Chezhi said leisurely, his expression seemed to be really discussing with Xiao Cunmo.

Wei Pingsheng is a strange flower among the high ranks of the Supreme Palace. He was not born high, but he has cultivated to the late stage of the Hollow Void Realm. He has really climbed up from the bottom step by step.

He also likes torture, and in his spare time, he loves to toss and improve torture in the ordinary world. He has stayed in the position of the head of the torture hall for hundreds of years, and even rejected Xiao Che's promotion to be the head of the Northern Territory. He has a bad reputation on the outside.

Xiao Cunmo's body trembled, he bit his lips tightly, looked up at Xiao Chezhi who was always smiling, his expression was somewhat relieved, and said: "The book records the location of the scarlet sword, the most precious treasure of the evil way. The lack of protection is just that the location is hard to find, and if you need disciples, you can take you to find them. For the rest, disciples can come out one by one silently."

Xiao Chezhi nodded, and gave him a pen and paper. Xiao Cunmo sat directly across from Xiao Chezhi indifferently, writing every word mechanically. Since he figured it out just now, he didn't care much about etiquette. It's for people who are ready to live.

Xiao Chezhi watched him finish writing patiently. Xiao Cunmo put down the pen and passed the things over, and suddenly said: "Everything I remember has been written on it. If your lord has any doubts, you can send someone to check it out. Can you ...promise me one thing?"

"Let's talk about it." Things went much smoother than Xiao Chezhi imagined. He was in a good mood, so he was happy to hear what the person in front of him wanted.

"No matter how you die, give me a good name and don't drag Licheng." Xiao Cunmo closed his eyes, and Qu Huan's charming figure flashed in his mind, and his heart moved slightly.

If it were Xiao Chezhi, he would never allow such unstable factors to remain in the world.

But if the cause of death is too unbearable, there will be people who will praise the high and trample the low to make things difficult for the Licheng branch who offended the palace lord.

Xiao Chezhi snorted, feeling that the person in front of him had too many brains.

"Who said I'm going to kill you?"

The author has something to say: the original intention was just not to make the villain into a face... but I was actually reluctant to kill him...

wtf?

Collection, collection~

☆, to discuss

Xiao Chezhi still didn't kill Xiao Cunmo in the end, the monk was quite particular about cause and effect, he had personally killed this person once before, and if he went back in time and killed him again, he would feel a little bit sorry.

In the end, Xiao Chezhi used some means to modify Xiao Cunmo's memory, making him think that he had always been the son of the Xiao family in Licheng, and was appreciated by the palace master and accepted as a disciple. People watch day and night.

After the Qionglin meeting was finished, Xiao Chezhi silently ticked off the workbook.

Warmly celebrate the successful conclusion of the second major event of this year.

Heart: Can I take a good rest and live the comfortable life of the ruling class?

This can only show that Palace Master Xiao's IQ has dropped significantly after living in another world for 20 years.

The news of Qi Sheng's death in the Eastern Region finally spread after a few days, not to mention the people who had been coveting him for a long time, but Qi Sheng's funeral and the little guy who lived in Qingyuanyuan made him very troubled.

Qing Yuan Yuan is the residence arranged by Yun Shu for Qi Zhao, it is very well located adjacent to Taixu Hall, and it is also the place where Xiao Chezhi lived when he was young.

Qi Zhao is quite talented and intelligent, and also Qi Sheng is an old man who has been looking forward to for many years, and his upbringing is extraordinary. Even Xiao Chezhi, who is used to young talents, is extremely satisfied with this disciple.

The first time the master and apprentice disagreed was when the news of Qi Sheng's sitting and transformation was officially reported to the headquarters of the Supreme Palace.

The young guy's eyes were red, he didn't care about the rules of the palace lord's disciples who have not reached the hole state before they have reached the hole state, and the elders are not allowed to go out of the headquarters without authorization, and they will not let go of the person who reported the letter from the Qi family, and they will be cleaned up on the spot Things followed and left, but were stopped by Yun Shu and brought to Xiao Chezhi.

Xiao Chezhi couldn't understand why the two of them came to look for him. He had lived too long, and he had seen some things thoroughly enough.

The lifespan of a monk is limited, and when he reaches his age, he can no longer break through and only be able to sit down. The Presbyterian Council has already speculated that Qi Sheng's deadline is only in the past two years. It makes no sense that Qi Zhao, who is the son of the Qi family, is not mentally prepared.

The fact that monks are more cold than ordinary people is not just talking. If Qi Zhao has always been so affectionate and not good at hiding it, it is inevitable that people will catch his weakness.

Besides, even if he really wanted to go back to the Southern Region, if Xun Kong came to report, would he not be able to take Qi Zhao back without someone?

When Xiao Chezhi was about to mention a few words cryptically, Qi Zhao's eye circles turned redder, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous in Taixu Hall, and said in a low voice, "Father clearly said that he still has more than half a year to live... I haven't told him in person that I have joined Master's sect..."

These two words were spoken in an extremely low voice, if Xiao Chezhi and Yun Shu were not both masters in the world, they probably wouldn't be able to hear them clearly.

Yun Shu didn't feel anything when he heard this, but Xiao Chezhi put down the scroll in his hand, glanced at Qi Zhao who was wiping his tears with his head down, and saw that his sad face didn't seem fake at all, so he couldn't help frowning.

Qi Sheng is one of the few masters in the Supreme Palace, he has stepped into the Tribulation Realm many years ago, although due to the limitation of talent, he has not been able to break through the Tribulation Realm, but his strong cultivation is recognized by the whole palace.

It is not surprising that such a person can feel his life expectancy, but why does Qi Sheng need to deceive his only son?

Just to make Qi Zhaoan feel at ease to attend the Qionglin meeting?

Wait, when did Qi Sheng sit down before he went back in time?

Xiao Chezhi frowned and recalled, his own breakthrough, Gu Mingsheng was the leader, Qionglin Society, Gu Mingsheng's breakthrough... Qi Sheng sat down!

In the last life, it was clear that Qi Sheng's sitting was the second day after Gu Mingsheng successfully broke through the Mahayana realm. Xiao Chezhi suddenly remembered that he had to write a congratulatory message to Gu Mingsheng before reviewing the eulogy to Qi Sheng, which was so sour.

After all, it had been too long, so he didn't feel something was wrong for a while, only now that Qi Zhao mentioned it, he remembered it all.

So the current situation is... the time for Qi Sheng to sit and transform has been brought forward by more than half a year?

Xiao Chezhi has practiced for many years, but he has never encountered such a situation.

Cultivators are also human beings. Although their lifespan is extended due to the improvement of the realm, as long as they have not become immortals, they will be transformed sooner or later. The time is only related to their cultivation. There may be a difference of ten years in the same realm.

But monks have a very strong perception of their own vitality, the higher the cultivation level, the clearer the perception, such as Xiao Che's master Feng Cheng and others can definitely reach the level of predicting that his death in the third watch will never be delayed until the fifth watch, Qi Sheng In any case, it is half a step to cross the Tribulation Realm, and the predicted difference is at most one day.

"Master?" Seeing Xiao Chezhi's silence for a long time, Qi Zhao subconsciously thought that he was angry, his eye circles were still red, but he subconsciously took two steps forward and said seriously: "Disciple