Sanzang looked at Chen Tongxuan who suddenly appeared thoughtfully, and then looked at Mr. Wuque. He suddenly felt very frightened. Chen Tongxuan wouldn't talk about the two great masters. Some time ago, he fought against the two great masters and won, forcing the Dong family in Fengling to close the mountains and not go out. As for Mr. Wuque, he supported the century-old legend of the entire Xia Kingdom back then.

This is a damn thing, it seems that they are all coming for Gu Qingci!

If you can't afford to offend, you can't afford to offend. Sanzang decided not to speak silently.

However, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the very ordinary alley not far away. He suddenly felt that the alley was like a monster with a bloody mouth. His uncle seemed to be there!

Mr. Wuque glanced at Sanzang and said, "Little monk, since someone has chatted with me, just leave and do whatever you should do!"

"Hey, thank you sir, I'll say goodbye!"

Sanzang felt relieved, so he turned around and bowed to Chen Tongxuan, and then ran away quickly. This time he didn't dare to fly anymore. Who knew if he would fall down again.

Chen Tongxuan looked at him lying on the tiles, poked his legs out, slowly preparing to go to the San Cang on the roof of the attic, looked at Mr. Wuque, and said in confusion: "Sir, who is this little monk?"

As soon as Chen Tongxuan finished speaking, a serious voice suddenly came from behind him: "Amitabha, donor, little monk, bury the sky, the earth and the people!"

Chen Tongxuan turned around and Sanzang climbed up again at some point, stood in the wind, his hands folded, his temperament was extraordinary, and his eyes were beautiful, as if he was unparalleled.

Mr. Wuque said lightly: "If you don't want to leave, you can stay!"

"Goodbye!"

Sanzang jumped directly and jumped off the top of the attic on the more than ten floors. A "bang" sounded soon, followed by a scream. A limping little monk appeared in his sight and slowly headed towards the distance, with a faint feeling of bleakness on his back.

Chen Tongxuan said in a little puzzled manner: "This little monk has good cultivation, so why can't he have any light skills?"

Mr. Wuque looked into the distance, his eyes were empty and he said calmly: "Maybe it is a unique way of practice in Daguangming Temple. There are three thousand ways of cultivation, and all three thousand ways are different!"

Chen Tongxuan slowly walked forward, looked into a small alley, and said, "Sir, are you here on behalf of the court or someone?"

Mr. Wuque smiled and said, "I deserve it, but the court should do it."

Chen Tongxuan frowned and said, "Sir, aren't you worried that Gu Qingshi really came from hell?"

Mr. Wuque shook his head slightly and said, "No matter whether Gu Qingci is here for now, it only takes ten years for Daxia to worry. Just say that Gu Qingshi's righteous spirit cannot come from hell. He is the person chosen by the old thing at the end of the Yangtze River. No one is stronger than him in terms of familiarity with hell."

"Shuxian," Chen Tongxuan's eyes lit up and said, "Gu Qingci asked me to accept his brother as his apprentice, but since he was taken over by the Shuxian, it seems that I and him are indeed not destined to be together."

"No," said Mr. Wuque, "that old guy who was studyingly chose not his disciple, but his chosen son."

Chen Tongxuan said in confusion: "What is the chosen son of God?"

"A person who has been born in a hundred years of disaster!" said Mr. Wuque.

Chen Tongxuan nodded. Some things reached their level and needed to understand them. After a moment of silence, he smiled slightly and said, "Then it seems that you are probably Gu Qingci, sir!"

Mr. Wuque said with a smile on his face, "This kid is very evil. He was just entering the innate world during the Battle of Wangjing. In less than half a year, he was already in the realm of destiny. Moreover, the trump cards are always coming out one after another. It happened that some time ago, the gatekeeper of hell had an abnormality. This hundred-year disaster may have to be ahead of time. This kid made such a rapid progress. If he was not the son of the Gods, I would have eaten my Book of Changes!"

Chen Tongxuan suddenly opened his mouth and closed it again.

Mr. Wuque said in a little puzzled manner: "Does Leader Chen have something to say? But it's okay to say it!"

"Okay," said Chen Tongxuan: "Sir, if you say that the martial arts realm is abnormal, I personally think that Gu Qingshi is more fucking like the chosen son of the God. He has never practiced. Not only does he have Tongtian Haoran's righteousness and let him practice almost without any bottlenecks, but he also contains a relic in his body. You just need to think that Haoran's righteousness and complete integration of the relic can be done. This kid can stand on the ground, and Gu Qingci's strength seems to be escorting... Hey, sir, why are you hiding the book?"

Mr. Wuque: "…"

Do you know why I collect books?

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In the alley, Gu Qingci caught the Six Paths of Reincarnation Mirror and held it in his hand, a little surprised. This famous Six Paths of Reincarnation Mirror gave him the feeling that it was no different from an ordinary mirror, as if he could destroy it with just a little force.

"Gu Qingci, return the mirror of reincarnation to me!"

Jingxuan's hand was still bleeding. She thought that she could stop bleeding with her cultivation, but she found that the wound was covered with sword energy and could not be stopped at all. But she was not in the mood to pay attention to the wound, because the six reincarnation mirror actually fell into Gu Qingci's hands.

Gu Qingci held the Six Paths of Reincarnation Mirror with one hand and said lightly: "I'll give it to you again. Are you dreaming during the day? If you have the ability, come and grab it back by yourself, otherwise shut up!"

Jingxuan let go of the wound and was about to lift the sword, but as soon as she let go, the blood couldn't stop washing out, forcing her to cover the wound again, and she was so angry that she cursed, saying, "Gu Qingci, do you want to stay with me Cihang Jianzhai until you die? I..."

Seeing that Jingxuan had completely abandoned the Buddhist style and had been watching the excitement, Huijue couldn't stand it anymore. She stopped Jingxuan and said to Gu Qingci: "Young Master Gu, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Mirror is the treasure of Cihang Jianzhai. It is very important to Cihang Jianzhai. Please return it to you!"

"Haha," Gu Qingci sneered and said, "Old monk, I have no good feelings for you anymore. You are coming to cause trouble for me. If I am defeated, I will let me return the spoils for granted. Do you think you Buddha is a robber!"

"Amitabha, Master Gu, my Buddha..."

Gu Qingci didn't listen to Huijue's words at all, so he picked up the Six Paths of Reincarnation Mirror and said, "So this thing is the Six Paths of Reincarnation Mirror. If you don't say it, I'll forget it. You just use this thing to make a fuss. Since that's the case, I'll destroy it!"

If ordinary people obtain such a treasure, they still want to possess it even if they don’t return it. However, Gu Qingci doesn’t think so. He will completely destroy the Six Paths of Reincarnation Mirror, so that Cihang Jianzhai and Daguangming Temple will no longer think about causing trouble for Xiaoshi. First, they will not be able to obtain evidence anymore, and second, they will attract firepower.
Chapter completed!