Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 413 Chapter 413
The refinement of this jade tablet is extremely delicate, at least more than ten kinds of refining techniques are used, not to mention the current cultivation world, even in the end of the Dharma Era, there are not too many master refiners with this ability.

More importantly, the token was neither gold nor jade, but it was so hard that even she couldn't tell what it was made of.

Although there are countless kinds of treasures in the world of cultivation, even Lige, who is known as the treasure of the heavenly book, could not have seen all of them, but even if he hadn't seen them, he should have heard of them at least.

But this time, after thinking about it, she really had no impression of the material of the token.

"It seems to be a decree from the immortal gate." Wen Ruyu came closer again, pondering and said.

"Not bad." Lu Qingli nodded.

All the immortal sects in Tianwaitian have their own tokens, the suzerain has the suzerain's token, the peak master has the peak master's token, and the disciples have the disciple's token. Judging from the style of this token, it really looks like a fairy gate token.

It's a pity that it first withstood the joint attack of Lu Qingli and the three of them, and then suffered the fatal blow from Tiantian's giant palm. Although this fairy gate token was preserved, it was also seriously damaged, and it was impossible to tell which fairy gate it was.

"How about I ask someone to check it out." Wen Ruyu said.

"No need." It was rare for Chu Qinghan to speak, but his words were still concise.

"Why?" Wen Ruyu was a little puzzled.

"Bring me into trouble." Chu Qinghan said with a dignified expression.

Wen Ruyu immediately realized that Gongliang Kangde not only knew the Hundred Poisons Resentful Soul Formation that had been lost for many years, but also possessed such a token, the celestial sect behind him must have a lot of background, and it is by no means comparable to their supreme Taoist sect.

Although Gongliang Kant's death was not at their hands, it was also related to them. It's just bad luck that others don't come to find them. He even went to check other people's background. Isn't that causing trouble?
"But even if we don't check, the other party will still find us?" After thinking about it, Wen Ruyu said worriedly.

"Not necessarily." Lu Qingli shook her head.

"Oh?" Wen Ruyu looked at her suspiciously.

"Senior Brother Ruyu, you forgot what he came for. Although there is no "Secret Book of Lige" in this world, Gongliang Kant firmly believes in it. How could he share such a good thing with others?" Lu Qingli smiled slightly, and said with confidence.

"That's true, if he leaks the news, he won't be the only one here tonight." Wen Ruyu suddenly realized, completely relieved.

"I don't know which fairy sect is conniving at its disciples to refine the Hundred Poisons Resentful Soul Formation. It's a pity that the formation is ruined. Otherwise, report this matter to the Immortal League and see how they end up." After thinking about it, Wen Ruyu felt a little displeased. said willingly.

Lu Qingli looked at the endless night in the distance, and didn't speak again.

Fairy gate?In today's comprehension world, there is probably no immortal sect that can forge such a token, and the Tianpin immortal sect is probably no exception.

But if he is not a disciple of the Immortal Sect, what is the origin of Gongliang Kant, and what is the matter with this token that looks like an Immortal Order?

She couldn't think of an answer to these questions for a while.

There is a faint feeling: today's cultivation world does not seem to be as peaceful and peaceful as it seems on the surface, and there are actually undercurrents surging in places that people can't see.

As Lu Qingli broke through the Hundred Poisons and Resentful Soul Formation, someone finally heard the movement, and Qin Bei'an hurried over with hundreds of disciples from the clan.

"Senior Lu, what happened just now?" Seeing that the three brothers and sisters Lu Qingli were safe and sound, Qin Bei'an secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked Lu Qingli.

"It's nothing, Elder Qin doesn't need to worry." Lu Qingli said.

The matter of Gongliang and Kangde was kept secret even by the three senior brothers and sisters, so of course there was no need for Qin Bei'an to worry.

Nothing to blame.Lu Qingli used Gongliang Kant's hand to activate the talisman array just now, and when the barrier dissipated, the whole yard was in a mess. Qin Bei'an and others were not blind, so how could they not see that there was a hard fight in the yard just now.

However, when Lu Qingli said it was fine, Qin Bei'an certainly would not refute it.

He has self-knowledge and knows that there are some things that they, a mere secular cultivation family, can't get involved in.

Back at Qin's house, seeing that it was still early, Qin Bei'an arranged another guest house, and Lu Qingli and the others went back to their rooms to rest.

At dawn, accompanied by Qin Bei'an and Qin Shaoyun, a group of people went to the city of true source...

Linxianju is a restaurant on the banks of the Lishui River in Zhenyuan City. The place is small, but it is extremely elegantly furnished.

Because it was dusk when we arrived at Zhenyuan City, and it was estimated that Yudan Pavilion was closed, Qin Bei'an led a few people here.

Going up the old wooden ladder to the second floor, sitting by the window with the breeze blowing, while tasting the ancestral jasper tea from the store, while watching the lights of thousands of houses by the river, it is also a special taste.

This is not the first time for Lu Qingli to come to Zhenyuan City. She has come here several times in the past to find the spirit grass and spirit gold that can temper the spirit veins, but the stay time is not long each time. There are such good places in Yuancheng.

Thirty days after tea, the dishes ordered by Qin Bei'an were also served on the table. Although the taste was far inferior to Xiao Huai'an's cooking skills, the dishes were exquisite and could be called delicious.

While tasting the delicious food, while listening to Wen Ruyu talk about the local customs, customs and anecdotes of various parts of Jiuzhou, Lu Qingli seemed to have returned to the old days when she was a fledgling and wandering in Jiuzhou.

However, she was alone at that time, even if she met Long Tianfang and others later, it was also a sympathy between friends, which was completely different from the feeling at this time.

A few days ago in the battle with Gongliang Kangde, the scene where Chu Qinghan and Wen Ruyu were clearly restrained by their true energy, but still protecting them was vivid in my memory.

In fact, they still had some strength at that time, and it was not hopeless if they wanted to escape, but facing Shanggong Liang Kant, they had only a dead end, but they did not hesitate at all.Until now, Lu Qingli still remembers the resolute look in their eyes when they looked at each other.

She knows that this is not just the care between friends, it even goes beyond the scope of brothers and sisters, it is more like the protection of life and death between relatives.

Thinking about it, a warm smile appeared on her face.

The restaurant, which was not noisy at first, became quieter at some point. Looking at Lu Qingli's beautiful face, many people were secretly fascinated.

Lu Qingli's appearance was originally beautiful, but with the improvement of her cultivation base, she unconsciously became a little bit more detached. At this time, recalling the past, that ray of Mahayana spiritual consciousness was unintentionally released, which made people feel even more heartbroken. Jing shakes and gallops.

Not to mention people in the world, it is difficult to see such a ethereal fairy figure even in the fairy gate.

Fortunately, in the face of such a peerless fairy, most people feel ashamed of themselves, and even look at it for a few more times and feel blasphemous, but no one dares to disturb it.

But since it is the vast majority, of course there are exceptions.

"This girl, An Ziqing, please be polite." A young man came to the table and said to Lu Qingli politely.

This person is not very old, seventeen or eighteen years old at most, and he looks pretty, but when he was talking, his eyes quietly rolled back and forth on Lu Qingli, how frivolous he looked.

(End of this chapter)