Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 878
After the old man in the dragon robe casually glanced at An Qingli, he thought to himself.

Could it be that the Sea of ​​Consciousness has been placed under a high-level restriction?
That's okay, just pull it out.

An Qingli immediately stood up straight under the casual glance of the other party, almost unconsciously standing up straight, and also faintly felt the numbness of her scalp.

It was an extremely bad feeling of being seen through at a glance, with nothing to hide.

An Qingli was worried about Jiezi Space.

And in the mustard space, the little ones were too frightened to make a sound.

The old man in the dragon robe took a casual glance, it was too sharp, it was obviously a light glance, but it seemed that he could see them clearly through the mustard space with only that light glance.

The opponent's pair of powerful eyes surpassed Lingxi's eyes and Bingpo's eyes. It seemed that everything could not be hidden under his old and divine eyes.

Because of the mustard space, An Qingli's heartstrings inevitably became a little tense, and he didn't know what kind of state the unfathomable old man in front of him had reached.

Shangshan rode over on a golden dragon, took An Qingli's hand, and said with one heart: "It's okay, Qian Empire is the Supreme Emperor, Immortal Venerable Realm, you and I can borrow strength."

Immortal... Immortal Venerable Realm?

An Qingli's heartstrings became even tighter, this existence at the pinnacle of the upper realm!
No wonder the eyes are like torches, making people daunting.

"Little girl, do you have any taboos?"

The old man in the dragon robe asked casually, and his tone was considered kind.

However, An Qingli knew that under this kindness, there was no room for deception.

Because she would be noticed by the other party if she said anything insincere.

Fairyland!
A fairyland that makes one's scalp tingle!

An Qingli could be considered to have seen many strong people, but it was the first time that she felt such a sense of uneasiness.

For a moment, An Qingli even felt that her whole body was transparent, and that she had been completely seen by the other party.

Xiao Jintan also felt the same way, and he didn't dare to stay in Anqingli Shenfu for fear of being discovered by the other party.

As expected of the Supreme Emperor of a country, he is not angry and majestic, unfathomable, who knows what he has seen through, but he will not reveal it.

Shangshan held An Qingli's hand, and knew that he couldn't hide anything in front of the Immortal Venerable Realm, so he used the same heart and said: "To be honest, maybe it's still a help."

It's not that An Qingli didn't consider this, but her taboo is Mu Sheng.

And Mu Sheng was regarded as a usable thing and thrown into the Blood Demon Kingdom by the Qian Empire.

But An Qingli rescued Mu Sheng again, ruining the imperial plan.

Bite the bullet, An Qingli cupped her hands and said, "Returning to seniors, the taboo is not with me."

"Well, you don't have to be so cautious." The old man smiled, he was satisfied with An Qingli's sincerity, and he didn't deliberately show off his cleverness.

An Qingli thought to herself, if it wasn't for something I don't want you to spy on, why should I be so cautious.

And the mustard seed space was damaged again, and it was stored in the dantian...

An Qingli's heart sank, and she looked up at the old man in front of him, who was dressed in a black uniform with embroidered dragons, and said carefully, "Back to the seniors, my master Mu Sheng is the taboo."

"Mu Sheng?" The old man in the dragon robe pondered for a while, he had never heard of such a character.

He has not sat in the dragon chair for a long time, and he no longer cares about many things.

Xiao Jinlong reminded aloud in Shangshan's sleeve: "It's the famous bastard in Qiandi City."

"You bastard, he!" The old man laughed out loud, "I've heard of it! I didn't hear that, but he killed a fairy who offered him to the imperial court."

An Qingli showed a trace of doubt that could not be traced, why did the master kill one of his courtiers, as the Supreme Emperor, he didn't care about it at all, and was very happy.

Emperor Qianyuan, the Supreme Emperor, caught the slightest trace of confusion on An Qingli's face with a casual glance, and then said: "Life and death have fate, even if it is an immortal from the upper realm, even if it is us in the immortal realm, you can't help it." That's right. Don't pay too much attention to life and death, death is also the beginning of the next reincarnation."

And that immortal monarch died unjustly, not long after offering Mu Sheng, he was struck to death by the advanced sky thunder.

I can't blame anyone, but the advanced thunder tribulation of the immortals in the upper realm is too ruthless, there is no one out of ten.

An Qingli said: "The Immortal has a high opinion."

The Supreme Emperor smiled and said, "Tell me about your master's taboos."

"Yes."

An Qingli responded, and brought Mu Sheng back from the dead, turning him into a gray luck, being rejected, planting restrictions in his body, and being forced to swear not to enter the business of the empire, one by one.

Of course, An Qingli didn't say a word about how to save Mu Sheng alone, so as not to expose the mustard space used for traveling and the Haotian stone book that blocks the gray luck.

After hearing all kinds of things about Mu Sheng, the Supreme Emperor said sincerely: "Sure enough, he is a hard-working talent."

An Qingli also said: "It is indeed because of Master's fate that he can live to this day."

The Supreme Emperor looked at An Qingli again, and suddenly smiled and said: "From my perspective, your fate seems to be tougher than his."

An Qingli quickly denied: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, how dare you compare your life with Master."

On the way to save Master, he almost died.

The Supreme Emperor smiled and said: "Trust me, your fate is indeed hard."

An Qingli cupped her hands again and said, "Thank you Xianzun for your praise."

"It's not an absurd compliment." The Supreme Emperor laughed again, "My Yuqing Immortal Palace's fate-watching technique can't be faked. Your husband is also hard-working, so he got a high score in the assessment and was able to invite this old man."

Fate watching technique?

An Qingli glanced at Shangshan, who nodded in acquiescence.

Who would have thought that in Yuqing Immortal Palace's evaluation of talents, the item of hard life would actually account for a huge proportion, and it is really unique.

In their theory of fate watching, the trajectory of the fate map is the background and the cornerstone, and things like luck are fickle and float on top of the fate map.

In other words, it explains why there are monks in the lower realm who have mediocre luck, but they can climb to the top step by step.

To sum it up in two words, you can't die, you can survive any difficulties, and your life is hard.

However, at this moment, An Qingli didn't want to have a hard life, but only wanted to solve the plight of Master.

But Supreme Emperor Qianyuan Xianzun didn't seem to be very interested in Mu Sheng, so An Qingli could only hand in his hands again, and said seriously: "Excuse me, my hard-working master, is there a good way to restore luck?"

"Simple." The Supreme Emperor smiled, "One eighth-grade transshipment elixir is enough."

An Qingli frowned slightly. Of course she knew that an eighth-grade transport elixir would be enough, but that transport elixir was a forbidden drug of the Qian Empire.

Seeing Wei Zhizhu again, the Supreme Emperor saw what An Qingli was thinking, so he put his hands behind his back and smiled and said, "Transfer Pill is indeed a banned drug in the Qian Empire, but it is not in the Xianzong Kingdom. It just so happens that I have one here. "

As soon as An Qingli raised her head, her face was filled with joy, but then she temporarily suppressed her joy.

The Supreme Emperor could see everything clearly, and at his level of cultivation, he was not constrained by rules and regulations, and even told him about the forbidden drugs on his body.

I don't know what she and the master need to pay for this eighth-grade transfer pill.

Locked up in Qian Empire for the rest of his life, serving the imperial court?
An Qingli didn't have that awareness, but she was extremely unwilling.

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(End of this chapter)