Qing Ming

Shengxian Wuming smiled slightly and looked at Liu Qiankun, who was full of depression. He held his left palm falsely, and streaks of light golden air slowly rose from the fist holes, stretched and solidified, and turned into a golden flower in an instant. lotus flower.

Liu Qiankun was completely stunned, and his heart felt bitter: It seems that this old man is really stupid, why do you have nothing to do with a flower?Men don't have the leisure time to appreciate flowers...

"Little friend Lan, do you know this thing?" Wuming slightly shook the golden lotus in his hand, and the golden light slowly sprinkled on Lan Kong's body.

Lan Kong didn't dodge or dodge, closed his eyes and waited quietly for the little golden light to fall on him, with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth.

chi chi chi...

Every bit of golden light fell on Lan Kong's naked body and made soft noises, like scorching sparks scalding his skin, which made Liu Qiankun at the side stunned.

"Oh!" Lan Kong snorted, his tender face twitched for a while, as if he was suffering some kind of torment, and then slowly calmed down, the golden light that had entered his body escaped from the inside of his skin in all directions in a light and floating manner. Flying to the golden lotus held high, Xu Mijian disappeared...

"Golden Lotus..." Lan Kong spit out four words slowly, with joy in his voice, and his tender face returned to its previous ruddy and fair appearance.

Wuming smiled and nodded, reached out and put the golden lotus on the table, and said slowly: "With this golden lotus in hand, is it possible to break the prisoner's realm?"

Lan Kong hurriedly said: "It's not just broken, if the saint has the heart, I'm afraid it's just a matter of flipping his hands!" Even so, there was a trace of doubt on his face.

"Little friend, are you guessing why Wuming keeps such immortal artifacts in his hands?" Wuming stroked his long beard with his hand, explaining the doubts in Lan Kong's heart.

You must know that when Lan Kong was brought here tens of thousands of years ago, all the elixir and elixir around him were scraped clean, and the blood orchid illusion that was originally one with him could not be taken away. Unexpectedly, this holy fairy Wuming actually has such a heaven-defying fairy weapon in his hand...

Liu Qiankun is not stupid, he could hear the conversation between the two of them clearly, the golden lotus on the table must be a pretty awesome thing, looking at Lan Kong's small shape, he knew that this thing is far more powerful than any dragon and tiger formation Quite a lot, there is a lot of flowers in my hand, and I have intentions in the world.

"Senior Saint Immortal, Qiankun only came up with this ghostly place right now, and I hope you will make it happen!" Liu Qiankun got up and bowed to Wuming. His attitude now has a 180-degree change compared to before.

Wuming smiled slightly, and said: "Send you out at this time, isn't it pushing thousands of rebellious gods to a place of eternal doom?"

Liu Qiankun's complexion froze, and he resisted the urge to scold her, lowered his tone a little bit, tried to put on a modest and polite appearance, and said: "Qiankun's cultivation base is superficial, even if his character explodes It has nothing to do with thousands of gods, right?"

Wuming's face turned serious, and he said seriously: "Wuming has been imprisoned here for tens of thousands of years in order to wait for the person who will bear the child of the Zifu!"

At this time, Liu Qiankun seemed to be stuck tightly around his neck by an invisible big hand, and that suffocating feeling fell on him again. He always felt as if he was being led by the nose all the time, every step he took It was as if a big hand was manipulating it behind his back. It was very oppressive, and he couldn't breathe.A surge of passionate blood surged into his heart, and he finally went crazy...

"What is the baby of the Zifu, what is the god of thousands of gods, I am me, don't think that you old monsters who are more powerful than me can arrange men in different ways, don't even think about it..." Liu Qiankun couldn't care less With one hand on his hips and the other pointing at the nameless nose, he began to curse.

Lan Kong couldn't imagine that there would be so many right and wrong when he helped him break the alchemy into a baby, and stared at the mad Liu Qiankun for a while, and didn't know how to persuade him.

Shengxian Wuming frowned tightly, and silently endured Liu Qiankun's endless scolding without any rebuttal, as if it was only natural for him to be scolded.

After venting all the dissatisfaction in his heart, Liu Qiankun finally stopped talking, took out a jar of monkey wine, slapped open the mud seal, and took a few mouthfuls before he really calmed down. Bloodshot, glaring viciously at Wuming on the opposite side.

"Are you really going to leave?" Wuming asked through gritted teeth with a few lines of flesh protruding from his thin cheeks.

"Nonsense, don't leave the pretty beauties outside, why don't you stay with you, a saint who is older than the terracotta warriors?" Liu Qiankun said firmly, and after finishing speaking, he lifted the wine jar in his hand and took a few more gulps.

Goo-dong-dong!

The sweet and mellow monkey wine flowed down the throat into his stomach, turning into a puff of heat, which lifted his spirits, and he had already made up his mind: he would just be himself, do whatever he wanted, nothing wrong with it Block your thoughts for other things!

"Okay! Wuming has one more condition. If one day you can get out of this place, go to the Cangli Empire to find an earth immortal named 'Zhiren'. He will naturally solve your doubts in the past!" The holy immortal Wuming started Talked to him about the conditions.

"Well! If I have a chance to go to the Cangli Empire, I will ask three random people on the road. If there is no news about the 'knowledge', then no wonder you guys!" Immortal Wuming together.

"Okay!" Wuming didn't say much, reached out to take the golden lotus on the table, and said, "I'll send you out right away, but there is one thing I have to do..."

Just when he uttered the last word, the golden lotus in his hand was emptied into the air, and thousands of golden lights shot out, weaving a large golden net in midair, and covering Liu Qiankun's hood like lightning.

"Not good!" Liu Qiankun was terrified, and hurriedly dodged to avoid it, but the big net followed him like a shadow, making it impossible for him to avoid it.

choke!A ray of blue light pierced through the air from Liu Qiankun's palm, and hit the golden net like a swimming dragon in the air. The surging spiritual energy distorted the surrounding air for a while, and then rippled away like water waves.

laugh!

The Qingming sword stabbed fiercely on the gold net, pushing the gold net out of a tower-like cone, but it was still unable to break through it. The huge impact brought the whole gold net two inches higher, and it was in mid-air. There was a slight pause, maybe just a second of stagnation, and then the hood fell down without any suspense...

Clang!

The blade of the sword fell to the ground, and there was a clear dragon cry. Liu Qiankun was covered by the golden net, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get out. An out-and-out human being, even his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were covered tightly.

Snapped!Unable to stand any longer, he fell heavily, writhing his body on the ground, but all the struggles were in vain, only a burst of old long laughter could be heard in his ears.

"Hahaha!"

Liu Qiankun didn't need to look to know that it was the Saint Immortal Wuming who was laughing...

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