Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 595 Kui Ao
Hearing this, the old city lord of Yunxian City did not dare to ask any more questions. He stood in front of the gate of the city lord's mansion like a stone and wood sculpture, waiting motionless.

This was the scene for most of the day, and until night fell, the two of them had not seen half of Cao Wei's shadow.

Meng Xijie's expression did not change at all. He was still waiting calmly and calmly as before, showing no sign of impatience.

At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, the lights are dimmed.

Cao Wei pushed open the door of the boudoir in the embroidered building, smoothed the hem of his clothes, then turned over his hands and took out a storage bag, weighed it in his hands, and threw it back.

Following a graceful arc, it landed on the exquisite curve. After a few flicks, it rolled down from the silver-white hill with a feeble sound.

After paying the romantic money, Cao Wei walked out of the embroidery building in a hurry, came to the long street, and walked towards the city lord's palace.

After the person walked away, the confused green man suddenly took a deep breath, as if he was drowning, and his chest rose and fell violently.

After more than ten breaths, she came back to her senses and said in disbelief: "Am I not dead?"

As soon as he said this, a sister next to him had dull eyes and said feebly: "Who is this young man who can torment people like this? Green E, help me, I have no strength!"

As the laces were loosened, in a burst of white light, seven sparkling crystals flew out from the bag and landed on the brocade couch, exactly corresponding to the number of people.

Hearing this, the female cultivator in white shook her head slightly: "As far as I know, this emblem is not our Tongmeng domain sect or family. The Taoist name Xuanhong seems to me like the Yunxian auction held by the Meng family more than ten years ago. At the meeting, I once heard a fellow Taoist mention by chance that he should be a certain Nascent Soul Lord from other realms of cultivation. In the future, if you and I sisters are lucky enough to be pregnant with each other's flesh and blood, I will go and find out more. Fan!”

Hearing this, the female cultivator in white activated her magic power and opened the storage bag.

Seeing this, the female cultivator in white said angrily: "You just said you were going to die, and now you are causing trouble? What kind of cultivation does that senior have? How can I, a cultivator who has just entered the golden elixir, see it? But at least he is also a senior cultivator. Nascent Soul True Lord!”

As soon as these words were said, many female cultivators on the big brocade couch turned their attention, and someone asked, "Is it possible that my sister recognizes this person?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the beauties caressed their bellies in tacit agreement and did not choose to refine the essence.

"What if there is such a blessing?" Lu E sneered.

"I don't know! But don't you feel it?" the female cultivator in white said slowly.

Then she took the storage bag that rolled down from her body into her hands and said softly: "Sisters, be careful what you say! That's not a young man, he might be a senior who has traveled around the world."

I saw the emblem on the front of the storage bag, which was a cloud of rosy clouds, with the spiritual mountain looming, and on the back, the word 'Xuanhong' was embroidered with gold thread.

Speaking of this, she said quietly: "Sisters, can you feel the essence in your body, which is emitting pure spiritual energy? If not, with your humble cultivation, you would have been whipped to death long ago! Get up quickly, If Haosheng refines it, it will be no less than a panacea!"

Upon hearing this, Lu E said happily: "Since he is the True Monarch of Nascent Soul, he must be extremely generous in his actions. Let's see what he gave us?"

Having said this, she looked at the storage bag in the hands of the female cultivator in white and asked, "Sister, can you recognize the origin of this person?"

Hearing this, another beauty, Hongfu, sighed softly: "This young man obviously looks like he is only in his twenties, but why is he so experienced, as if he has not touched a woman for hundreds of years? He looks like an animal, and he doesn't pity her at all. "

I saw this beauty's pink face like a flower leaning against the other person's fragrant shoulder, and asked: "Isn't that an old... senior who is hundreds or thousands of years old? I don't know how many spiritual stones he has given, but don't Too little, otherwise we sisters will suffer a big loss!”

Seeing this, the female cultivator in white sighed: "It is difficult for high-level monks to conceive offspring. In just half a day of rain and clouds, we sisters may not be able to conceive!"

However, the female cultivator in white clothes from before stood up, supported the scattered hair on her temples, and pulled the brocade quilt over to cover up the spring sunshine.

As he said that, Lu E quietly reached out and touched the corner of the brocade quilt, and slowly started twisting it.

"Qingluo, wait a minute, let alone help you, my toes are still numb right now." Lu E said.

Speaking of this, she asked: "Sister, can you tell whether that boy is a golden elixir or a Yuanying?"

As soon as he said this, the green man took out the embroidered pillow under his waist, reached out and grabbed the wrist of the female cultivator in white, and pulled himself up.

The crowd, who were still like dead fishes, started up like fake corpses, and took out phantoms, each holding one tightly.

Green E's eyes were shining, and his whole body was trembling. He suppressed the excitement in his heart and whispered: "Sister, this spiritual light, this feel, such pure spiritual energy, could it be the legendary top-grade spiritual crystal?"

"I have never seen a top-grade spiritual crystal, but the spiritual energy contained in this object is more majestic than the top-grade spiritual stone, and it is even more clever than the great demon golden elixir that was sold at the auction. In all likelihood, that's it." The female cultivator in white said slowly.

Speaking of this, she sighed: "How unfair this world is! We have tried our best, even our bodies have been sacrificed, and the things we can get for cultivation are only enough for our own cultivation. But as soon as Zhenjun Xuanhong takes action, The best spiritual crystal, just to pay for a romantic affair."

However, Lu E did not listen to this plaintive voice and asked instead: "Sister, it is said that one top-grade spiritual crystal is worth hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones?"

"Silly sister, you must never take this thing out, otherwise you and I will be killed! The value of a top-quality spiritual crystal is not just a hundred high-grade spiritual stones, but even thousands of high-grade spiritual stones! With this, you will not be short of cultivating spiritual objects when you reach the golden elixir stage. This True Monarch Xuanhong probably doesn’t want other monks to get involved in my body anymore!” the female cultivator in white said slowly.

Speaking of this, she warned: "Those true monarchs have unstable temperaments, so we must not violate their taboos!"

Upon hearing this, Lu E smiled and said: "With the spirit stone, who wants to serve those stinky men?"

At this point, she let out a soft sigh: "A guy looks like a dog, and he spends more time playing than anything else. That's all. I'm afraid it's just a slim but not handsome silver pewter gun head, not two or three It’s all over now, just like eating beans, swallowing a lot of tiger and wolf medicine!”

Hearing this, Qingluo beside him echoed: "That's right, in less than ten days and a half, all the energy and energy in the whole body will be gone. It's really boring and not enjoyable. It's not as good as the half-day effort of Senior Xuanhong. That's it." He’s a real man!”

"Isn't that right? The slave family's soul is still shaking right now." Hong Fu returned the taste.

"You are all shameless!" Bai Su lightly hit the other party.

In the midst of his words, Cao Wei, who was walking among the people on the long street, shook his head slightly and said to himself: "Everyone is naturally charming, but it's a pity that my body and bones have not been tortured, so I have to hold back my strength, which is not very happy! "

As soon as he said these words, the faces of the two girls passing by him changed and they couldn't help but quicken their pace.

On the other hand, a few middle-aged monks who were going out together to have a good time took a look at the young man Cao Wei and showed a smile that everyone understood.

Cao Wei responded with a smile, then turned over his hand and took out a folding fan, spread it out in front of his chest, and started to shake it gently in the crisp autumn weather.

After more than half an hour, he walked to the city lord's mansion.

As soon as he saw the person coming, Meng Xijie quickly walked forward and bowed his hands: "Xijie pays homage to the ancestor!"

The city lord who followed him bowed deeply and said, "Junior, pay homage to the ancestor!" Then the dozen or so monks on duty knelt down and bowed their heads and said, "Junior, pay homage to the ancestor!"

Although these Qi Refining monks did not recognize Cao Wei, they knew that the city lord in front of them was a veteran Jindan monk, and that Meng Xijie was the Yuan Ying ancestor of the Meng family.

And the person who could make the two of them wait for such a long time and treat them with such courtesy must be at least a great monk.

Looking at the entire human race, there are only more than 200 great monks. Each one of them is a superior being. In the great practice area where they are located, they have the power and strength to dominate the world!
"Long wait!" Cao Wei said slowly.

"Junior has just arrived. Xijie has already prepared a banquet. I hope my ancestor will give me a favor!" Meng Xijie said with a smile.

Hearing this, Cao Wei nodded slightly and walked towards the mansion.

Seeing this, Meng Xijie hurriedly led the way and welcomed him into the main gate.

As for the old city lord, who was not even qualified to lead the way, he quickly walked in from the side door after the two of them entered the house.

At the same time, he sent a message from his spiritual mind and ordered everyone in the mansion to welcome him.

Within a moment, Cao Wei walked into the main hall of the mansion and sat at the first seat, accompanied by Meng Xijie on the second seat.

As the drums, harps, strings and bamboos played, more than a dozen beautiful and graceful dancing girls walked in from outside the hall and started singing and dancing.

These female cultivators are all from the Meng family. They are all no more than 20 years old. They are all foundation-building practitioners. If one or two of them go back further, they also have the blood of the Cao family.

Of course, the marriage relationship between the Cao family and the Meng family dates back 1,600 to 700 years ago, and the so-called blood connection has long since become extremely weak.

After three drinks, Cao Wei twirled his glass and looked at Meng Xijie.

Seeing this, the ancestor of the Meng family made a gesture with his eyes, and the many dancers and maids present moved lightly and stepped back one by one.

When there was no one else in the hall except the two of them, Cao Wei said slowly: "Xijie, more than a thousand years ago, Mrs. Biqing gave me a divine thunder to ward off evil spirits, which is considered a kindness. I am still kind to you. Before you ascend, if you encounter any difficulties, I can take action once. However, this promise is only for the next two to three hundred years and will not expire!"

"Thank you, ancestor!" Meng Xijie bowed his head and thanked him.

Having said this, he stood up, left the table, and came to the main hall.

Then he turned over his hands and took out a golden bamboo stick, and presented it with both hands: "This is a golden bamboo stick, I hope my ancestor will accept it!"

"No need, after all, this thing is Mrs. Biqing's natal spiritual treasure. Now it can be regarded as a treasure of your Meng family. Just keep it safe." Cao Wei waved his hand lightly.

Although the so-called evil-proofing divine thunder claims to be able to restrain evil spirits in the world, in his eyes it is nothing more than that.

At the beginning, Cao Wei practiced the profound wood technique such as "Zhou Tian Mu Xuan Gong". Later, with the awakening of Jumang's bloodline, his attainments in wind and thunder became even more profound.

As for the method of "Jingzhe Bian", the meaning is clear at the beginning, it is "the first movement of the sun, the thunder of the court, and the birth of all things."... The fate of the people, those who use it poorly will die young, and those who use it well will be delayed. The living will be supported by gods. In terms of shape, shape depends on Qi. When Qi exists, it will be prosperous, and if Qi fails, it will be destroyed... The internal study of the Zhonghuang Miaozhi and the external interpretation of the Dao Xuanyan are the use of Yin and Yang, that is, the superiority of Xuan Yuan."

All these points directly to the subtlety of practicing life.

In Cao Wei's eyes, foreign objects such as the Golden Bamboo Staff, a low-grade spiritual treasure, did not have much effect.

If he really wanted to, with his knowledge in thunder magic, he could also create the Five Thunder Method, which was far more powerful than the evil-warming divine thunder.

"Junior, you are presumptuous!" Meng Xijie complained.

"It's okay. I will stay in Tongmeng Territory for a while in the near future. If you have any questions about practice, feel free to ask." Cao Wei threw out a jade slip and hovered in front of Meng Xijie. .

After saying that, he walked down the steps and walked towards the outside of the hall. As he walked, his figure disappeared in the wind.

The next moment, Cao Wei appeared in a city more than a million miles away, standing outside a small courtyard shrouded in spiritual light.

Within a moment, a masked man carrying a package passed through the formation restrictions and happened to bump into Cao Wei. He quickly hissed and then looked left and right with the eyes of a deer-headed rat.

Suddenly, it blinked and muttered: "This kid looks familiar!"

The next moment, a sharp shout suddenly came from the courtyard: "Where did the little thief come from to steal my girl's bellyband again? This has happened so many times, it's endless, right?"

Hearing this, Kui Ao's expression changed, he hurriedly pulled Cao Wei away, rubbed oil on his soles and ran towards the distance.

Immediately afterwards, a female nun who looked like she had just taken a bath rushed out from the hospital. Her clothes were disheveled. She gritted her teeth and looked at the two figures in front of her. She immediately activated the formation warning, alerting the guards of the local city. Then she held her sword. He chased after him angrily.

Suddenly, a huge formation enveloped the entire city, encircling it like a golden soup.

The female cultivator walked against the wind and shouted angrily: "Where is the flower-picking thief who has the guts to report his name?"

"My master will not change his surname when he is in office, nor will he change his name when he is in office, just like Cao Wei and Cao Decao!" Kui Ao shouted.

As soon as he said these words, Cao Wei suddenly stopped and grabbed Kui Ao's arm.

The next moment, Kui Ao felt a huge force coming from him. As a Nascent Soul cultivator, he had no backhand power. He suddenly said in horror: "You don't look like that. Are you really that kid from Cao Wei?"

"We haven't seen each other in more than a thousand years, what do you think?" Cao Wei let go of his hand.

Upon hearing this, Kui Ao tore off his mask, hugged Cao Wei, and cried, "Brother, where have you been all these years? Why didn't you come to see me?"

As he spoke, the female Qi Refining Cultivator behind him caught up and shouted angrily: "You two libertines!"

"Don't chase it, I'll just give it back to you! Wait and I'll look for it!" Kui Ao said hurriedly.

With that said, it let go of Cao Wei, took off the bag on its back, and placed it on the ground.

Once opened, it was filled with colorful clothes.

(End of this chapter)