Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

There was a sound of exhalation coming from the mirror, but Song Qian in the mirror waved her sleeves comfortably with a relaxed expression.

"That's much more comfortable now!"

"Now, do you still have a fever?"

Liu Ying covered her swollen cheeks and shook her head quickly with tears in her eyes.

"I told you before, I'm an old Chinese doctor, specializing in treating all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases. After one injection, you're not so annoying anymore, right?"

The female ghosts knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads, but just nodded to indicate that they would not be naughty anymore.

Only then did Song Qian nod in satisfaction, and her figure slowly disappeared from the bronze mirror.

In the quiet room, a cold voice lingered for a long time.

"What kind of person is this? You're still thinking about my brother!"

Chapter 619 Bearded Yan Chixia

After teaching a few delusional little minions a lesson, Victoria Song felt much better.

Her brother was playing as a Undead Knight in the Zen room, and she was also playing as an Undead outside. Thinking of this, she suddenly felt more balanced.

After taking a look at the quiet Zen room blocked by restrictions, Song Qian curled her lips and then looked in the direction of Ning Caichen.

My spiritual consciousness spread out, and I had nothing to do, so I took a look and saw if this genuine Undead Knight had started to fight.

But after she used her spiritual sense to see the situation inside, she was immediately disappointed.

In the Zen room, the blue-robed book boy was sleeping like a dead dog, snoring loudly, with no intention of waking up at all.

In front of the desk, Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian sat opposite each other, talking happily.

Song Qian listened for a while. The two of them talked about everything from the classics, history, and ancient sages to the current government. They became more and more cheerful as if they had met a close friend and were in a very good mood to talk.

After listening for a while, she felt a little bored. She looked towards the meditation room where her brother was again, and then looked down at the identity compass in her hand.

"Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian have already met, but the mission has not been triggered."

She rubbed her forehead and turned her gaze to the willow forest in the distance, where there was a tall willow tree hidden in the clouds.

"The task will most likely fall on this old tree demon. Should we go give it some pointers now?"

After pondering for a moment, she decided to wait for the time being, or wait until her brother finished being a knight.

Otherwise, the grumpy brother will have to teach his sister a lesson on the spot by Septwolves!

This wait lasted the entire night.

.....

The next morning.

The heavy rain showed no sign of stopping, and the entire mountain was shrouded in mist and rain, looking gray.

Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian chatted all night, but he didn't look tired at all. Instead, he opened the door with high spirits and looked at the mountain rain outside with a little emotion.

"This rain is expected to continue for the entire day. Miss Xiaoqian, are you going down the mountain?"

Nie Xiaoqian smiled softly, opened the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and blinked at him, "Sir, you are so smart and wise, it's impossible that you can't see my origins.

But even so, she was still willing to chat with me, and Xiaoqian was very happy. "

Looking at the misty rain, she said with some melancholy: "But I still have to go, otherwise my elder sister will be angry... And you, leave quickly too, this Lanruo Temple is not a place for strangers to come.

The young master is a gentleman, Xiaoqian cannot bear to harm him, but that doesn't mean my sisters won't harm you!"

Ning Caichen smiled faintly. "As scholars, we have righteousness in our hearts and a great spirit to protect us. As long as we don't harbor evil thoughts, why should we fear harm from evil spirits?"

He pointed at the heavy rain outside and sighed, "Besides, it's not suitable to travel in such heavy rain. Traveling in the rain is a big taboo!"

He knew clearly in his mind that Captain Song at the foot of the mountain was using him to fish. There must be something strange in Lanruo Temple. He probably wouldn't agree to let him leave until the big fish was caught.

It was a bit strange that when the female ghost Xiaoqian came to his house last night, Lord Song didn't react at all. This surprised him a little.

For some reason, my impression of Song Xuan also improved a little.

I originally thought that Captain Song was a person who would do anything to kill demons, but now it seems that is not entirely true.

At least, Lord Song did not intend to kill all the female ghosts who had never harmed anyone. Instead, he clearly distinguished between good and evil and still retained some humanity.

After hearing what Ning Caichen said, Nie Xiaoqian was silent for a while, "In that case, let's wait until the rain stops before leaving.

I will try my best tonight, and come to find you in the evening, and try to buy you some more time."

After she finished speaking, Nie Xiaoqian walked into the rain holding a paper umbrella. Ning Caichen looked at the slim figure, and it seemed as if something was about to jump out of his heart.

"Xiaoqian!"

He couldn't help but speak.

Nie Xiaoqian turned around and smiled sweetly.

"Although I'm an ordinary person, my background is extraordinary. If you have any grievances, you can always come to me. Just because I can't solve something doesn't mean the people behind me can't solve it either!"

Nie Xiaoqian was silent for a moment, then smiled brightly, "Sir, if I were still alive, I would marry you even if we were separated by mountains and seas! You've fulfilled all my fantasies about what a husband should be!"

The newly crowned number one scholar is handsome, elegant, eloquent, upright, noble, and kind-hearted...

The perfect husband that Nie Xiaoqian had imagined in her life was not as good as the Mr. Ning in front of her. Although he was slightly inferior to the Mr. Song next door in appearance, the fact that he was not moved by beauty was something that the man next door could not compare to!

Nie Xiaoqian was still frightened when she thought about how the two maids almost dragged her into the meditation room to sleep with her last night.

Looking at the woman disappearing in the rain, Ning Caichen felt lost and his heart was filled with anxiety.

This was the first time in his life that he met a woman who moved him, but he didn't expect that she was a female ghost.

Humans and ghosts have different paths, and yin and yang are separated by a natural chasm. It's really fate that plays tricks on us!

He stood at the door and looked at the hazy mountain rain for a long time. When he was about to turn around, he saw the door of Lanruo Temple being pushed open, and then a tall and burly man stepped in.

The other person was wearing a black Taoist robe embroidered with mysterious runes, which rustled in the wind.

He carried a sword case on his back, which was flashing with cold light, and the hilt of the sword was inlaid with gems, sparkling brightly.

As I got closer, I could see that the other person had long hair like ink and a full beard, but his facial features were clearly defined, as if they were carved by a knife or an axe, and there was a heroic air between his brows.

In Ning Caichen's perception, his steps were steady and powerful, as if every step could crush the demons, and he was extremely majestic.

That feeling was different from the feeling Song Xuan gave him.

Song Xuan is like a mysterious abyss, unfathomable and unfathomable.

The bearded man in front of him gave people a feeling of majesty and dominance. His presence made people feel at ease, as if his presence could dispel all evil spirits.

As they got closer, the bearded man stopped and looked at Ning Caichen with a little surprise, as if he didn't expect that there was a living person here.

After a brief pause, he said in a deep voice, "Sir, you are sick!"

"You are sick!" Ning Caichen slammed the door shut.

Taking back his previous thoughts, he realized that this weirdo was far worse than Song Xuan.

Although Song Xuan would use him as bait to fish, at least he was polite and didn't start by calling him crazy!

The bearded man was turned away, touched his chin in disappointment, and muttered in surprise.

"It's strange that this person, covered in ghost energy, can still be alive and well.

It is said that Lanruo Temple is a forbidden place for living people and no one is allowed to enter. Could it be that the rumor is wrong?"

Walking towards the backyard of the temple, just as I reached the corner, I saw a beautiful woman dressed as a maid sawing wood in the rain.

Seeing him coming, she even smiled and waved.

"Big Beard, come over and give me a hand!"

Chapter 620 Victoria Song and Yan Chixia

Seeing the familiar woman in front of him asking him to lend a hand, the bearded man instinctively took a step back and subconsciously wanted to make a sword gesture and shout "The sky and the earth are boundless, the universe borrows the law"!

Such a beautiful woman suddenly appeared in this desolate mountain. She didn't look like a human at all. It would be more appropriate to call her a fairy.

But before he could react, Victoria Song raised her hand and handed the coffin board she was carving to the bearded man beside her.

"Help me get it!"

Having said that, she let go without caring whether Yan Chixia reached out to take it or not, then fell down and lay directly into the small coffin that was made last night.

After turning over inside, she nodded with satisfaction.

“Not too big, not too small, just right.”

"My craftsmanship is really amazing."

After practicing for so long, the shape of the small coffin in the innermost layer of the Three Generations Bronze Coffin has been basically determined.

She looked at the old willow tree in the distance, turned around and cut down the tree, using its thousand-year-old willow heartwood as the outline. The prototype of the three-generation bronze coffin that her brother mentioned was now available.

What remains is to continuously refine and increase its strength so that it can become a treasure that can withstand the calamity of heaven and earth.

According to my brother, after becoming a celestial being, one will experience the five signs of decline.

Every catastrophe of decline is a test of the Great Dao, and every time one is overcome, it is a transformation and sublimation of the essence of life.

The Three-Life Bronze Coffin she was going to build was to prepare for the Five Degenerations of the Celestial Beings in the future!

When the time comes, I will lie down in this coffin. No matter how chaotic the outside world is, don’t even think about affecting my ability to overcome the tribulation!

...

Holding a coffin board in his hands, Yan Chixia fell silent as he looked at the woman rolling around in the coffin.

He was a little confused.

There are many monsters and demons in Jiangcheng County, and Yan Chixia, the bearded man, knows that.

Precisely because he knew that there were many ghosts and monsters here, he came here to practice in seclusion and hone his skills, so that he could walk his own path, condense the fruits of the Tao, and travel the world.

And now, since entering Lanruo Temple, he felt that everything was weird.

The ancient temple in the rain, the scholar who is filled with ghostly aura but not life-threatening, the woman in the coffin who is as beautiful as a demon but looks like a human, everything reveals an inexplicable weirdness.

This kind of weirdness was different from the evil things he had encountered before.

It was a feeling of confusion and entanglement that he knew something was wrong, but he didn't know whether he should take action.

His feeling told him that the woman in front of him was not human. It was impossible for a human to behave like this. Which kind person would make a coffin in this haunted ancient temple and lie down in it on her own initiative?

But rationally, he understood that this woman was a human being, a living person, who had killed so many demons and monsters. He didn't believe that he would make a wrong judgment!

After trying several positions in the coffin and feeling that there was no problem, Victoria Song stood up and walked out, smiling at Yan Chixia.

"Big Beard, what do you think of my coffin?"

Yan Chixia hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Very good!"

"Looks like you like it too!"

Victoria Song smiled with satisfaction and said, "Meeting is fate. This coffin is a practice piece for me. If you like it, I'll give it to you.

From now on, when you go out and feel tired and sleepy, you can lie down in it.

Apart from anything else, the coffin I made is very good at concealing auras, and I guarantee that no one will be able to detect your presence!"

Holding the coffin board in his hand, the bearded Yan Chixia originally felt a little unlucky.

But after hearing what Song Qian said, he looked a little surprised and asked tentatively: "Young lady, are you also a cultivator?"

Victoria Song rolled her eyes. "That's nonsense. If you don't understand cultivation, who would come to Lanruo Temple in the middle of the night where ghosts are everywhere?"

"Too!"

Yan Chixia breathed a sigh of relief. It made sense that she was a cultivator. After all, someone so beautiful was indeed not what an ordinary person should look like.

But the next moment, his mind became heavy again.

Because he could not sense any aura of a cultivator from the other person.

In this case, either the opponent's cultivation is far superior to his, or the opponent's skills have an extremely amazing ability to conceal his breath.

No matter which one it is, it illustrates a problem.

That is, the woman in front of him is extremely difficult to mess with!