They all thought they were reborn!

Chapter 136 The Undercurrent Surges; Simulated Object Zhang Qianyan Appears
With a hook of Li Qingmu's finger, a meat bun was automatically stuffed into Lv Zhu's mouth.

"Eat your buns!"

She glared at Lv Zhu angrily, then gathered up her skirt and sat down beside her.

Putting myself in the situation, if she switched identities with Lvzhu, she would be so amazing.

Even the master, when he saw himself wearing the fairy dress she was so familiar with, he probably wouldn't believe it was him.

Maybe I will arrest myself to see if I was taken away by someone...

"Hmm..." Luzhu's small mouth was blocked by the steamed stuffed bun, her cheeks were bulging and she couldn't speak.

It was hard to swallow the steamed stuffed bun.

Still the same rude, she should really be a saint.

Not sure, let's take another look.

Keep a certain distance first.

Green Bamboo quietly moved half a body to the side, putting a little distance between Li Qingmu and Li Qingmu.

Seeing that Luzhu, who usually sticks to him the most, is still avoiding him, Li Qingmu stretched out his arms, locked Luzhu's throat, and hugged her to his chest.

Unlike the rude green bamboo, Li Qingmu's eating is obviously much more elegant than her.

For the same meat bun, it takes nearly ten mouthfuls for the goose-carrying saint to finish it, but only two mouthfuls for the green bamboo.

Feeling the familiar size and softness, Luzhu finally felt relieved that she was indeed her own saint.

"Saint, Zhu'er should stop making trouble."

Li Qingmu let go of the green bamboo.

But Luzhu did not return to the sitting position, and was still lying sideways in Li Qingmu's arms.

She looked up and watched her saintess eat from an angle she had never seen before, which was quite interesting.

"If you don't eat any more, I'm done."

"Holy maiden." Luzhu said coquettishly.

Li Qingmu did feed it, but it was just a chestnut.

With her small mouth flattened, Lvzhu bored with her chopsticks, poking holes one after another in the meat bun in front of her.

It's finally settled down.

What about the person surnamed Gu?
I agreed to help him kill last time, and I will speak good words for myself in front of the saint in the future. Now that I have been bullied by the saint, why don't I help Zhu'er...

……

The two girls had their own thoughts, but they were both waiting for Gu Youqing to come downstairs, but at this moment, he was comforting Senior Sister Xiaoxi.

Unable to wait for Gu Youqing to have dinner with him, a few unexpected people came to the inn instead.

A total of four people, two men and two women.

Three young men and women, a thin middle-aged man with a black goatee.

They are all the same clothes as the group of sword cultivators seen outside Gu's Village.

White clothes with swords on their backs, and a closer look reveals a bird or beast tattooed on their standard clothes.

But the cultivation base is much higher than them. The weakest one is also in the middle of the eighth rank, and the strongest middle-aged man is in the late seventh rank.

Don't think about it, they must be the members of the White Bird Gate.

That middle-aged man is probably their teacher.

As soon as he entered the door, the young man shouted: "Shopkeeper, here are four bowls of stewed noodles, two dishes of beef, and a jug of wine!"

"Okay, masters, girls, wait a moment, come right away!"

The four of them chose a relatively secluded place to sit around the table.

Li Qingmu became vigilant.

Although the other party seemed to be here for dinner and not for the compass on her body, he had to be careful.

She pinched the formula lightly, and secretly said: "Go!"

A piece of jade quietly escaped into the void, looming where the four people couldn't notice.

The young man was vigilant all around, and then asked in a low voice:
"Uncle! Does Baixiang Lake really have flying swords made of innate spiritual treasures?"

The middle-aged man cast a spell and set up a soundproof formation:
"I don't know, but apart from our White Niaomen, all the nearby sects of Jiannan Dao and Longyou Dao have taken action. The news seems to be true."

The ignorant short-haired woman blinked her eyes and asked excitedly:
"Uncle! Is the Xiantian Lingbao really as powerful as the rumors say?"

Regarding the idiot question raised by this nephew, the middle-aged man whom they called the uncle did not show displeasure, but patiently explained to these young people who symbolized the future of Shiratorimen:
"The rank of the magic weapon is the same as that of the monk, and there are grades, and the grade is limited by the quality of the materials used to forge the magic weapon and the level of the craftsman."

"The finished magic weapon is similar to the meridians of the human body, and the aura can only travel on the corresponding aura lines, which also leads to a huge difference in the power of the magic weapon."

"The magic weapon with more aura lines, the stronger the power of the spell."

"The flying swords like those in your hands are mostly standard eighth-rank flying swords refined by the only seventh-rank craftsman in the sect. They usually have two aura patterns, which can increase the power of your sword moves by at least [-]%."

"The magic weapon with more spiritual patterns is more difficult to use, and the monk needs to have enough spiritual energy reserves."

"The spirit pattern of a first-rank magic weapon is at least nine or more. Even a seventh-rank cultivator like this old man can only last three breaths when he encounters a first-rank magic weapon."

"But Xiantian Lingbao, it doesn't have spirit patterns."

Another slightly mature woman with long hair was shocked: "No spirit pattern?"

"In other words, the Xiantian Lingbao itself is the spirit pattern."

"The spiritual energy of the monks will run in the innate spiritual treasure without hindrance, as if the spiritual treasure is a part of the body like the limbs and five sense organs."

"Even if you are a ninth-rank cultivator, if you get the innate spirit treasure, it can exert effects beyond the first-rank magic weapon."

"That is a fetish that is extremely attractive to any monk, even those earth immortals in high positions!"

Speaking of this, the young man looked very excited.

The middle-aged monk shook his head and smiled, which did not dampen their self-confidence.

When you are young, you should be confident and have the pride to despise everything.

As someone who has experienced it, he is unwilling to dampen the enthusiasm of these young people.

In contrast, he didn't like that elder brother of Baitiaomen very much.

That kid is completely a villain who is good at making money, and he doesn't know how to deceive him by some dirty means.

He looked at the senior nephews in front of him, among these three, which one was no worse than him?
But the senior brother who was in charge handed over the compass to him!

The long-haired woman pondered for a moment, then asked the middle-aged monk:
"Master, such fetishes must not be possessed by us juniors... But if the news is true, why didn't those top immortal sects, such as Tianxuan Holy Land, send people to hunt for treasures?"

The middle-aged monk looked at the long-haired woman with even more appreciation in his eyes:

"No, how do you know they didn't send anyone?"

"How can you and I guess the means of the Holy Land?"

"Moreover……"

He licked his lips:

"Innate spirit treasures are not like those vulgar magic treasures that can cause visions of heaven and earth when they are born. Immortals are self-filthy. No one can know who found it until no one uses it!"

"Otherwise, why do all the sects, big and small, come to meddle? Don't they just plan to step on this ladder?"

The long-haired woman nodded thoughtfully.

If the Xiantian Lingbao is really as miraculous as the uncle said, then there is nothing wrong with calling it a ladder to heaven.

……

Li Qingmu was startled when she heard that, her jade block had already been lurking beside them, so naturally it was not affected by the sound-proof formation.

If there is really a Xiantian Lingbao born, then with Master's temper, it is impossible not to send someone to come.

At first, she didn't believe that there was a congenital spiritual treasure here, but after hearing the words of the master of Bainiaomen, and then thinking of the mortal bell made of congenital spiritual jade, she suddenly felt that it was very likely to be true. of.

The compass was indeed a very rare magic weapon, it seemed that it was held by the head of the White Bird Sect, and it was given to Chen Feng who was killed by Daoyou Gu for treasure hunting.

Is that guy his illegitimate son! ?Treat him so well?

If he really finds the flying sword made from the innate spirit treasure, even if Chen Feng's talent is average, as long as he doesn't die halfway, he will definitely be able to become an equal existence in the future.

Of course, this premise is very likely to be untenable. After all, the innate spirit treasure, even a first-rank earth immortal, would have ideas.

At that time, people will smash the void and directly kill people to seize treasures.

Huh, what is it?
Oh, ants, step on it.

Then break the void and leave.

She felt more and more that the compass on her body was a hot thing, and she had to find a chance to dispose of it without disturbing the head of the White Bird Gate.

She was contemplating, but heard a familiar gentle voice beside her:
"Qingmu, what are you thinking?" Gu Youqing sat beside her, looked at her solemn face, and then at the meat bun she took a bite of, which was now a little cold.

"The buns are cold."

He took the half bun and put it into his mouth.

"Eh?"

Li Qingmu came back to his senses, his eyes widened, and his neck gradually turned red.

The stunned green bamboo on the side dropped the big meat bun again.

……

On the other side, Master Bai Niaomen is still explaining things to those elite disciples of Bai Niaomen.

Middle-aged monk: "Brother Sect Leader asked me to wait to assist Chen Feng this time. I think that kid must have discovered something."

"What! Could it be!" The young man suddenly stood up and exclaimed.

Then belatedly realized that he was too excited, and sat down with a grin.

The middle-aged monk shook his head. This kid is reckless by nature. I'm afraid he can't play with Chen Feng. If he really wants to help, he should help the long-haired woman.

"Could it be that senior brother, he found the Xiantian Lingbao?"

The long-haired woman gave him a white look and said:
"If we really want to find it, the Master Sect Leader will definitely come here in person, so it's our turn."

The man sneered: "Yes... yes."

The middle-aged monk looked at the long-haired woman with a smile:

"Miao Miao, what do you think?"

She snorted coldly, showing a meaningful smile:
"In my opinion, it's false to find the news, and it's true when we encounter difficulties. The leader asked us to come, I'm afraid it's not to help Chen Feng find treasure, but to solve some messes for him!"

The middle-aged monk narrowed his eyes and stroked his beard with great satisfaction.

The young man was a little afraid of the eyes of the long-haired woman, he shrank his head and said weakly:
"Junior Sister Miao Miao, don't be disrespectful to the sect master and senior brother."

Miao Miao glanced at the middle-aged monk and said with a smile:

"Master Uncle is a powerful and resourceful elder who deserves our respect the most."

"Miao Miao, don't flatter me."

"Yes, the junior is offended, please forgive me, uncle."

The ignorant woman on the side couldn't understand these twists and turns, and was devoting herself to eating the braised noodles.

Whenever the uncle said a word to the brothers and sisters, she would move a chopstick and secretly snatch a piece of beef from the plate.

After they finished talking, they suddenly realized that the plate was empty.

The young man and the long-haired woman looked angrily at the short-haired woman.

While chewing on the slowly stuffed beef, she looked away, as if it wasn't her who stole it.

The middle-aged monk laughed and ordered another plate of meat.

The atmosphere is fun.

……

On the other hand, Li Qingmu finally calmed down after a brief commotion.

Combining the rhetoric of the four members of the same family, she summed up a few pieces of information.

First, this compass can at least find Xiantian Lingyu.

Second, even if the head of the White Bird Sect doesn't know that Chen Feng is dead, he must know that something happened to him, and the relationship between Chen Feng and the head of the White Bird Sect may be unusual.

Thirdly, Baixia Town seems to be calm, but in fact it is undercurrents, and I don't know how many forces are mixed in it.

Fourth, she might meet one of her senior sisters.

She concealed the danger of the compass, told Gu Youqing the rest of the information, and asked:

"Could they have come at us on purpose, did they know that the compass is on us?"

The latter shook his head, thought for a moment and said:
"No... On the contrary, I feel that even if we don't meet them this morning, we will meet other monks talking about this matter."

"You mean, there are already monks everywhere in Baixia Town?" Li Qingmu understood what Gu Youqing meant.

"That's right, it's just that we happened to meet people from the White Bird Gate. Even without them, we would have met the Black Bird Gate, the White Tiger Gate, and so on."

"I'm not interested in the Xiantian Lingbao. As long as I don't move my Gu Family Ancestral Hall and Gu Family Village, they can do whatever they want."

……

ring bell.

Accompanied by the ringing of ethereal cow bells, a familiar figure appeared at the door of the inn leading a green cow.

A Kun Dao wearing a wide Dao robe and a Dao crown appeared in front of Gu Youqing.

She patted the green bull on the head, signaled it not to move around, and went straight into the inn.

After bowing her hands and saluting, she booked a room at the inn for half a month, and asked Xiaoer Haosheng to take care of Qingniu.

Li Qingmu was a little wary.

But it's just a woman's natural vigilance against other good-looking women appearing in front of her.

But Gu Youqing stood there blankly.

Because he hadn't moved for a long time, the simulator, which was almost forgotten by him, finally moved.

[Simulation object detected: Zhang Qianyan]

[Current simulation object: Lu Yunzhi]

[Do you want to replace the simulated object? 】

【whether】

He clicked yes.

[Current simulation object: Zhang Qianyan]

[This simulation will consume 1 Simoleons]

[Current Simoleons: 10 (the upper limit has been reached)]

It turns out that this simulated object that looks like a man's name is her! ?

At that time, she was the one who used the Seven Star Inlaid Longevity Technique on Ruo Yu's younger sister.

After Zhang Qianyan paid the money, he ordered another bowl of porridge, found an empty table and sat down, but looked up and saw Gu Youqing and Li Qingmu.

Three people, six eyes facing each other.

……

……

Hengduan Mountains.

Bai Liuli got out of a bush dirty.

Her clothes, which were not many pieces at all, were already tattered at this moment, barely covering her body.

She shrugged her delicate nose, her small face was very serious:
"Master's smell...here."

"Master, master, Liuli is really easy to find..."

As she continued to walk forward, watermarks the size of copper coins fell one after another on the dry ground.

　take a day off tomorrow

　　
　
(End of this chapter)