Chongming Zong.

The pillow stone is the ancestral land of the Su family.

A cave located in the heart of the mountain.

The giant candles all around were pale and pale, and as they danced, a solemn aura spread out.

Su Lijing's splendid attire remains the same, the red gold crown reflects a little bit of brilliance, and he sits on the throne with a straight face, his face is calm, and there is no disturbance at all.

A subordinate in black robe knelt on one knee on the ground, kneeling under the Danqi, raised his hands above his head, holding a magic weapon shaped like a conch, and respectfully reported:

"The magic weapon requested by the Lord has been successfully refined."

"This magic weapon was made by the best caster in the clan himself. It can disguise anyone's voice."

"Even monks in the Hedao stage can't distinguish between true and false."

"Completely meets the Lord's requirements."

While speaking, this subordinate felt very strange in his heart.

This magic weapon to change the sound can be said to be of no use.

When you have really reached the Hedao stage of cultivation... No, you don't need the Hedao stage. As long as you return to the void, or even transform into a spirit, you can achieve better results with any spell.

But I don’t know what the purpose of the Lord specifically asked to cast such a magic weapon, even at any cost?

Su Lijing stretched out his hand and took the conch-shaped magic weapon into his hand. He scanned it with his mind and confirmed that there was no problem with the magic weapon. Then he immediately said: "Let the caster draw the blueprints and distribute them to other high-level casters in the clan."

"Use this as a template and cast it in large quantities."

"Then it was sold in various markets under the name of the pillow stone Su family."

"The price is 30,000 yuan for a high-quality spiritual stone."

Remember, you must make a big fanfare and let the whole world know that this is the magic weapon that my Holy Sect has recently promoted."

The subordinate in black robe was puzzled, but he immediately responded: "Yes!"

He waited for a while and saw that Su Lijing had no other instructions, so he bowed and left.

Soon, Su Lijing was the only one left in the cave.

Looking at the empty surroundings, his expression suddenly turned cold, and his right hand holding the conch-shaped magic weapon suddenly exerted force.

Click!!!

This magic weapon, which had been worked on at great cost, immediately let out an unbearable groan and fell apart in the blink of an eye.

Su Lijing tried hard to control his anger. Ji Lu from the Tiansheng Cult was simply a waste!

He originally hoped that the other party would be able to fight Pei Ling so that both sides would be hurt, and then take the opportunity to eliminate the trouble, but...

If I had known that Ji Lu was so vulnerable, he would never have gone to the Tiansheng Cult before!

However, now that things have happened, no matter how angry you are, it will not help. You can only play out the whole drama first, and save a little face if you can...

Just as he was thinking about it, Su Lijing suddenly noticed something. With a thought, a long light brown scroll flew out of the storage bag and floated in mid-air.

On the paper, thousands of blood burst out like fireworks, quickly forming a line of seal words: "In half a month, Pei Ling will fight against the Great Buddha Order in the Jushuang City of the Reincarnation Tower."

"This battle with Pei Ling will definitely be a disaster, and it is also an excellent opportunity for me to take revenge."

"I also invite my husband to go with me to seize the formation for me, kill Pei Ling on the spot, extract his soul and refine it, and torture him for thousands of years!"

Looking at the words on the Lingxi paper, Su Lijing was slightly startled.

Pei Ling wants to challenge the Great Buddha Order of the Samsara Tower again?

The Reincarnation Tower is different from the Tiansheng Cult. When it comes to means and style of conduct, the Holy Tower, which takes the task of killing all living beings and supporting the world, is definitely more perfect than the Holy Cult that just divides living beings into three, six or nine grades!

only……

His Taoist companion has now completely become Pei Ling's furnace!

Now that the other party sent him a message specifically, I'm afraid inviting him to go with him is just an excuse, and it's probably Pei Ling's intention!

Pei Ling wants to take the opportunity to kill him!

After hesitating for a while, Su Lijing suddenly shook his head.

Pei Ling's current strength is too strong. If the Samsara Tower can't do anything to the opponent, but he happens to be hit by the opponent in the Samsara Tower...

The risk is too high!

Moreover, if Si Hongqingyan is asked to pick divination by Pei Ling in public again...

Thinking of this, Su Lijing immediately used his finger pen to write on the Lingxi paper, and quickly wrote: "I have important things to do during this period, and it is inconvenient to go to the White Bone Palace.

Side hall.

The heavy gauze is like a cloud of smoke, hanging down from the top floor of the palace. Deep in the gauze, Si Hongqing is wearing a red dress, slightly showing her fragrant shoulders. She is holding a tulle fan, lightly covering her red lips, and leaning softly.

In front of him, the Lingxi paper floated like a swimming fish.

Countless blood threads dispersed suddenly, condensing into blood-colored cloud seals.

Looking at Su Lijing's reply, Si Hongqing Yan'e frowned slightly, like willow silk in a smoke cage or peach blossoms in the mist.

Something happened?

Her husband really doesn’t care about her feelings!

What could be more important than her seeking revenge on that evil beast Pei Ling?

Si Hong Qingyan suddenly felt very dissatisfied. She immediately sat up, stretched out her fingers on the Lingxi paper and continued to write: "This time, I have made complete preparations, and even specially refined a new screen magic weapon, which must be

Cut that evil beast Pei Ling into pieces!"

Soon, Su Lijing's handwriting appeared again on the Lingxi paper: "I have a feeling in my heart and need to retreat immediately."

"I won't leave seclusion within a hundred years. Please don't disturb me, sect master."

Seeing that her husband was preparing to practice in seclusion, Si Hongqing's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly, but she still quickly wrote: "In order to prevent husband from misunderstanding, the photos of my last battle with Pei Ling will be sent to my husband later.

"

"Please husband, please watch carefully from beginning to end, and you will know that I have never deceived you."

She had just written this, and all the words suddenly disappeared in an instant. Blood streaks suddenly appeared on the long light brown scroll, and then suddenly dimmed, and there was no more movement.

Si Hongqingyan was startled at first, and then became furious!

Husband Su Lijing destroyed another Lingxi paper!

Therefore, all the words on the Lingxi paper on her side disappeared!

Even this Lingxi paper has been directly discarded and has no use at all.

That’s not true!

It was just a retreat for cultivation, but he didn’t care about the love between husband and wife so much!

Brush brush brush…

Si Hongqing sat up suddenly, grabbed the Lingxi paper with both hands, tore it into pieces with a few blows, and threw it away. The pieces flew like snow and scattered all over the hall in an instant.

After a while, she gradually calmed down. Since her husband Su Lijing had gone into seclusion, she would go to Pei Ling for revenge. She could only record the photos and wait until her husband came out of seclusion before handing them over to him for personal inspection, so as not to hurt her husband.

I misunderstood myself again...

Thinking of this, Si Hong Qingyan immediately ordered: "Come here!"

A foreign maid with blond hair and golden eyes immediately appeared in the palace. Niao Na knelt down and said, "Mother."

Si Hong Qingyan took out a newly made jade slip, tossed it casually, dropped it into the palm of the maid, and said lightly: "This is the photo of the battle between me and Pei Ling. You can send it to the ancestral land of the Su family and give it to your husband."

The foreign maid hurriedly grasped the jade slip and said quickly: "Yes!"

Seeing that she was about to leave, Si Hongqing seemed to have thought of something, and immediately said: "My husband should be in seclusion now, but it's not easy to disturb him.

"But I heard that he has accepted a direct disciple, so I can just give this photo to his disciple."
Chapter completed!