"What's going on with that monkey?"

"How could I know, I've never seen such a monster!"

"It's indeed a monster, and I can't see through it. It's hard to say whether it's life or not."

"But it's not powerful, even if you can't kill it, it's not a big problem. If you don't care about it, Ni Zheng is just so upset."

"It's not strong, but I always feel that there is something strange, that kind of power... I want to go to Xianshu City to see it."

"Don't go! You can go over and fight. Enter Xianshu City. Does your family still want it?"

"Continue to have tea and go and have a few more shots in a few days."

"Haha, the quasi-saint hasn't come out..."

The two people on the floating island have returned to leisure, but they are more confused and difficult to calm down.

At this time, Xianshu City was filled with joy.

The three quasi-saints retreated one after another, marking a great victory in the defensive battle in Xianshu City.

Decades of hard work have received the best reward today.

Almost all the people who stayed behind were celebrating, and after seeing the inspiring news from Xuanhuang Ring, they even entered a carnival state.

"The banquet is open!"

"The eleven major realms have free fairy food and fairy wine, and they are open to eat and drink, which is said to be brought from the Dragon Realm!"

"I won't go to any banquet. Yuntong is free in these six months. All secret realms will be open unconditionally. A great opportunity will be wasted if you don't practice."

"That's right, but I'm still planning to go to the banquet. It's a grand event that the whole city has participated, with nearly 100,000 people, even a few deputy city lords are there. I heard that there are... hehe, that's the real opportunity."

"Ah, wait for me!"

Every world cheers, of course there are some disharmonious voices, such as hiding in a dark corner and secretly sending messages to the fairy world, but they would not know that all their actions were in Zhou Shu's eyes, and it was Zhou Shu who left them on purpose.

Wanmu Pavilion.

Zhou Shu and Qingque surrounded a pill.

"If you don't watch it, the more you look, the more you will be, the more you will be troubled. There must be something wrong with this pill."

Qingque shook his hand away and was a little angry, "I knew that the fairy world would not give us any good things, and she also said that we would be rewarded."

When she saw Ni Zheng delivering the pill, she was still very excited and looked forward to Zhou Shu coming back, but when she actually saw the pill, she realized that it was not the case.

After closing the box, Zhou Shu seemed to think, "This famous pill does contain the will of a saint, but it gives people the feeling that the soul will be controlled after taking the pill. Just like the three corpse evil pills in the past, will a saint do such a thing?"

Qingque frowned, "It's impossible. Giving a saint's name is a blessing, but if you try to control the person who influences the elixir, it will not be a blessing but a disaster. Even if you get powerful power, it will not be of any benefit to the practitioner himself. You are not even yourself, so what's the use of seeking strength?"

"Then let's say this is not a famous pill."

Zhou Shu paused, "But how did the will of the saint come from it?"

Qingque thought for a long time and wondered, "Will there be still a saint in charge of the affairs of the fairy world?"

Zhou Shu shook his head unconsciously, "Are you talking about the saint Moro? It is unlikely to use the identity of a saint to do such things. Although I don't think the saint is out of everything, it is too much. Even the saints take the lead in controlling other people. What will the heavens become... What do you think of me like this, Qing?"

Qingque patted him and said worriedly, "Let you not say the name of the saint directly! You didn't listen after saying it several times."

"It's okay here, someone is watching."

Zhou Shu pointed to Jianmu and smiled, "Jianmu is the ancestor of the saints, and they dare not spy on it."

Qingque snorted, "What about the ancestors? Jianmu has been in Xianshu City for so long and has not seen any saints come to help. If we hadn't done our own efforts to block the fairy world, Xianshu City would certainly be unsecured, Jianmu would have been snatched away by the fairy world. They are all unworthy descendants!"

Zhou Shu looked at her and smiled, "Ha, let me be careful, and I don't care about it when I scold myself."

"ah!"

Qingque hurriedly covered his mouth and peeked at him a few times, as if the saint was right beside him.

"Don't be stupid, there will be no one," Zhou Shu touched her head and said slowly, "I think that Xianshu City has not been favored by the saints, and we are almost the same. None of us have gained benefits from the saints. Jianmu was stolen by the Immortal World, which is something that some saints are happy to see."

Qingque was stunned, "No? That's not we are also fighting against the saints?"

Zhou Shu looked at her and said in a warm voice, "It's just an illusion for me. Don't think too much. Now it's definitely not our turn to fight against the saints."

This is a kind of comfort. Generally, no practitioner is willing to fight against the saints, and people like Qingque Zhao Yueru are no exception. When it comes to saints, they naturally develop a sense of fear. But Zhou Shu himself knows that it may not be just an illusion. He is likely to be on the road to confront the saints.

Many great ways have dominated the heavens for many years, and the pattern has been determined. A new great way suddenly appears. A new Taoist who wants to become a saint and wants to change a fixed pattern. Will those saints representing the great way sit and watch?

Jianmu is also a threshold for many saints.

If a saint is compared to the immortal world, Jianmu is the Xuanhuang Realm. As the mother world of the immortal world, Xuanhuang Realm was abandoned by the immortal world and exiled, what if Jianmu was?

It may not be an illusion to say that the saint does not want to see Jianmu and Zhou Shu.

Qingque nodded, thought about it seriously and said, "Actually, I have nothing to do with the saint."

Zhou Shu was stunned and said in surprise, "Qing, you can't say this sentence randomly."

Qingque said calmly, "It doesn't matter. It's too far for me to become a saint. I never think I can do it. Then, even if I do something that disobeys the saint, I don't have to worry about it. Anyway, I admit defeat from the beginning. I think the saint is embarrassed to come and cause trouble for me, hehe."

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

Zhou Shu was shocked and even angry. He didn't expect that Qingque would say such words. It is normal to be afraid of saints, but it is abnormal to be afraid of becoming a saint. Although there are few practitioners who can become a saint, none of them who still want to practice will say the words of giving up the loss. If you say this, it is equivalent to giving up the path of practice and betraying your original intention. "How can a practitioner not..."

"I know."

Qingque reached out to hold Zhou Shu and said seriously, "How can a practitioner not take becoming a saint as a goal, but I really don't. I have no such idea anymore. When I was in the Xuanhuang Realm, I really just wanted to ascend to immortality, but after Xiaoxue had an accident, I didn't think so. My original intention changed. Ascending to immortality is no longer what I want to do the most, nor is my goal. Although I still ascend to immortality later, that is not what I want the most."

Looking at Zhou Shu, she laughed, "I don't want to be a saint. Really, Shu, you won't despise me, are you?"

Zhou Shuding was watching her there, silent for a moment.

Qingque lowered his head, as if he was a little depressed, "I really despise me if I don't speak. Do you think I am not worthy of being a practitioner?"
Chapter completed!