After eavesdropping on the little junior sister’s voice, the entire sect went crazy.

Chapter 25 Sincerity is always the greatest nirvana
It's okay to be embarrassed, but as long as you are thick-skinned, you will never lose face.

But the lost spiritual stones cannot be found!
Immortal Lord Xuanjiu looked at Chu Linfeng with great heartache: "Young master, can you not deduct my salary?"

Chu Linfeng was unselfish: "The company's regulations stipulate that if you bring your family members to work without the permission of the company, 20% of your salary will be deducted."

Xuanjiu Immortal Lord: "I didn't bring my family to work!"

Shan Hongxiao: "Fart! I can still feel my wife in your arms!"

Chu Linfeng took a breath and looked carefully at the empty-looking arms of Xuanjiu Immortal Lord.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, I didn’t expect you monks in the transformation stage to play so wildly.

At this moment, Xuanjiu Immortal Lord blushed even though he was so shameless, and scolded Shan Hongxiao angrily: "I just gave you a transport pillow, why do you need to be so bloody?"

He pulled out a long pendant from his neck.

Due to the violent movements during the fight, the pendant was accidentally caught in the creaking nest, and it took a little effort to pull it out.

Shan Hongxiao was overjoyed and instinctively rushed forward: "Wife!!!"

Xuanjiu Immortal Lord nimbly dodged and handed the things to Chu Linfeng: "Young master, I just brought this. If I don't bring my family, my salary can't be deducted, right?"

Chu Linfeng didn't dare to pick up other people's wives. He leaned back to keep a distance from other people's wives and glanced at other people's wives cautiously.

This is a long pillow that has been reduced to the size of a pendant. On it, you can clearly see a woman wearing a colorful feather coat outlined with fine and delicate stitching.

Xuanjiu Immortal Lord injected a little spiritual power, and the "pendant" in his hand turned into a life-size pillow. The portrait of the female cultivator on it winked slyly at Chu Linfeng.

"Bring it here!" Shan Hongxiao snatched it away and hugged the pillow tightly in his arms, with a look of happiness on his face.

Xuanjiu Immortal Lord wanted to snatch it back, but he raised his hand and held back.

This is a very common pillow in the world of cultivation. It’s not expensive to buy one. Chu Linfeng doesn’t understand what Xuanjiu Xianjun’s hobby is, so he has to steal it.

"Can't you afford it?" he asked.

Immortal Lord Xuanjiu nodded shamefully: "I can't afford it."

Sincerity is always the greatest nirvana.

Chu Linfeng was immediately silenced by his frankness.

Shan Hongxiao glanced at Xuanjiu Immortal Lord with disdain, and tried to emphasize the uniqueness of this pillow to Chu Linfeng:
"This is the Albizia Fairy pillow sold in limited quantities by Tianyifang. It is said that Baize Mao was added during the refining process, which can bring good luck to people."

"I want one of ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones!"

【Wow! You are worth one-eighth of one! 】

Jiang Xin's exclamation brought Chu Linfeng back to his senses.

Because there had been no movement here, Lin Yan was worried that something had happened and brought Jiang Xin over to check the situation.

The little guy stretched his neck and carefully looked at the pillow in Xuanjiu Immortal Lord's arms.

[Where can I find Baize Mao? False propaganda, right? 】

[On the contrary, there is the fragrance of peach blossoms that leads the way, which can increase people's peach blossom luck. 】

[Hmm...maybe this can be considered a kind of transshipment? 】

[That’s not worth ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones! 】

[They could just grab it, but they still gave me a pillow. It was so kind. 】

Ten thousand high-grade spiritual stones were nothing to the former Chu Linfeng.

Now his pocket is cleaner than his face. Amid Jiang Xin's disdain, Chu Linfeng realizes that Tianyifang never cheats the poor.

Lin Yan was a few years older than Chu Linfeng and knew a little more. He knew that the charming female cultivator on the pillow was the Hehuan Fairy, the current head of the Hehuan Sect.

This pillow sells for 10,000 high-grade spiritual stones, and it is estimated that 80% of the spiritual stones are spent on this life-size embroidered picture.

But as a monk with a slight mysophobia, Lin Yan found it difficult to understand Xuanjiu Immortal Lord's thoughts:

"There are a lot of things with the Albizia Fairy printed on them. If you want it, just buy something cheaper. Why did you steal this?"

Xuanjiu Immortal Lord: "Nothing else can be transferred, only this can."

Lin Yan didn't believe it and suspected that he had some special hobby. Xuanjiu Immortal Lord: "I want to make fortune through luck."

Lin Yan believed it.

It is really a simple and popular ideal.

Although Shan Hongxiao is a wanted criminal, Tiancheng Spirit World still protects the human rights of prisoners.

Xuanjiu Immortal Lord had already admitted that he had stolen the pillow, so Chu Linfeng returned the thing to Shan Hongxiao: "Can we go fight Lingzhou now?"

Glancing at the Void Refining Stage Cultivator sitting next to Jiang Xin with his head held high, Shan Hongxiao didn't dare to disobey: "Let's go now."

Chu Linfeng looked at Xuanjiu Immortal Lord again: "There will be no salary deduction for the pillow matter."

"Go right away!" Immortal Lord Xuanjiu responded quickly.

The two monks in the transformation stage looked at each other and looked at Xiugou in unison.

In the Void Refining Stage, the cultivation level is higher and the efficiency of resisting the spirit boat is higher.

"Young Master, is this Dao Lord also with us..."

Before Shan Hongxiao finished speaking, the repair dog started barking: "Woof woof woof woof!!!"

Mr. Dog, I’m in charge of you!

Dog management, you know?

It was so fierce that Xuanjiu Immortal Lord and Shan Hongxiao trembled in fear. They did not dare to say another word, so they hurriedly ran to the bottom of the spirit boat and picked up the spirit boat one after the other.

Even if Xiu Gou was willing, Chu Linfeng would not dare to let him do this job.

Xiu Gou's cultivation in the Void Refining Stage was brought up by Jiang Xinti, and it can only be maintained for a limited time.

If one were to resist the spirit boat, after consuming a large amount of spiritual energy, one would soon fall into the void refining stage.

By then no one will be able to restrain Shan Hongxiao.

"Young master, where are we flying to?" The voice of Xuanjiu Immortal Lord came from below the spirit boat.

Lin Yan handed Jiang Xin to Chu Linfeng, took out the copper coins and tortoise shell, and quickly performed the hexagram.

After a while, a hexagram was derived.

He frowned and looked at the three copper coins in his hand without saying a word. He quickly made another prediction and calculated it again.

Then there was silence again.

Chu Linfeng asked in confusion: "Second senior brother, what's wrong? Can't you figure it out?"

"No, I figured it out. It's just..." Lin Yan looked forward with a solemn expression, "The two hexagrams are in the same direction, and they both escaped death."

The sea of ​​clouds can isolate the heavenly secrets to a certain extent. In order to make the divination accurate, Lin Yan used himself as the object of divination and calculated the way out of here.

If even he could only escape death, how could so many ordinary monks on the spirit boat survive?

Jiang Xin turned her head and glanced at the hexagram in Lin Yan's hand, and got a rough guess.

[The way out should be through the territory of the tribulation-transcending cloud beast. 】

[Even if the cloud beast is not present during the Tribulation Period, its power remains there and will attack the spirit boat. 】

[The spirit boat’s protection is not strong enough and it will definitely break into pieces. 】

[The people on the spirit boat will be miserable at that time. 】

Chu Linfeng couldn't understand the hexagrams, but he could hear Jiang Xin's voice and felt outrageous:
"Second Senior Brother, before setting off, you calculated that the spirit boat was in trouble. Didn't you say that it was a near miss? How come it's a narrow escape now?"

Lin Yan: "Escape from death is also a kind of near miss."

The closer to the facts, the more accurate the calculation results will be.

Lin Yan quite doubted that by the time he went to the territory of the Tribulation Cloud Beast to do another fortune telling, he would have been able to figure out which arm he was missing and which leg he had broken when he escaped.

(End of this chapter)