While others are serious about cultivating immortality, I will send their idiots to heaven.

Song Zhi was leaning against the window recalling the details of his previous life, when in the sea of ​​consciousness, the voice belonging to Buddha Jialan suddenly sounded.

Then, there was a golden lottery that appeared out of thin air.

Looking at the gold sign, there are three words "Signed on the top".

A smile finally broke out on Song Zhi's cold face.

"Thank you, Buddha. I'm tired."

"Xiao Dao is very grateful. If Buddha can be of any use to me, please don't be polite."

"I still have some unfinished business in Desert Continent, so I won't bother you too much on the trail, so I'll say goodbye."

Song Zhi reached out to close the window, followed the mark of the sea of ​​​​consciousness left by Jia Lan, and responded in the same way of sound transmission from the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

In the Buddhist hall, Jialan smiled and acquiesced to Song Zhi's statement, and then he closed his eyes peacefully.

In the end, he benefited more from helping Song Zhi this time.

The three corpses sent by Song Zhi were a male cultivator from the clan, a female demon from the demon clan, and a half-demon girl.

All three died in vain.

The best thing is that they never did any evil during their lifetime, and they were all very kind people.

He helped these three people reincarnate, which was a great merit.

As soon as he dealt with this matter, his stagnant cultivation showed an upward trend.

This Taoist friend of Song, who was said to have turned to another sect in anger because of the unfairness of his sect, was really his noble man.

"Master, Master!"

"The benefactor Song has left."

"Before she left, she gave me a storage bag and two pills."

"Master, the storage bag contains one hundred and fifty stones of phosphorite, and the elixirs are the sixth-grade Qingxin Dan and the Marrow Cleansing Dan."

"Donor Song said that the elixir was a meeting gift for me..."

Wow, the shot is a sixth-grade high-grade elixir.

The female benefactor who had some friendship with Master was really sweet, he liked her so much!

In the Buddhist hall, just as Jia Lan turned her rosary and closed her eyes, the third disciple Jie Li rushed in holding a storage bag and shouting.

Jia Lan opened his eyes quietly and looked at his apprentice's irritable appearance. He once again thought about the possibility of giving his apprentice the wrong path number.

It seems more appropriate to change the name of quitting to meditation...

*

Song Zhi turned into a fleeing light and left the Ten Thousand Buddhas Gate.

This time, she still passed through the teleportation array and returned to Desert Continent.

As soon as she stepped into the outer city of Zhuangjiabao, a familiar figure quickly escaped from above her.

Song Zhi quickly looked back, making sure that the male cultivator who fled in embarrassment in the Light Escape just now was her wise and powerful Fifth Senior Brother of the Human Emperor.

"Feng Ye, stop!"

"How can you be a hero if you run away without a fight?!"

Just as Song Zhi was about to catch up and ask, a red figure followed him closely.

The figure escaped the light very quickly. As soon as she passed by, Song Zhi smelled a nice and familiar fragrance.

Song Zhi had smelled this smell before on his fourth senior brother Zhuang Fei.

The person who pursued Ye was a female Jindan cultivator.

Hanging on her waist is a jade pendant with the symbol Zhuang.

I think he must be from the banker.

Female cultivator pursues senior brother...

Well, it must be the fifth senior brother's love.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi immediately changed direction and flew towards the inner city.

She did not feel the murderous intention in the female cultivator, but the annoyance of being rejected was even stronger.

The fifth senior brother looked guilty and fearful, and ran faster than a rabbit.

The problem is not big, senior brother can solve it by himself.

With this idea, Song Zhi quickly rushed to the Zhuangjia Fort.

When Feng Ye sent her a message before, he had already said that he and his sixth senior brother Zhao Muyang had left the demon camp since the third senior sister rushed to Weishui Pavilion to participate in the war.

Now, they live in the first-class guest rooms of Zhuangjiabao, enjoying the highest level of hospitality.

*

"Eh? Junior sister?"

"Are you coming back soon?"

"Well, when you come back, will you see the fifth senior brother?" "Well, the fourth senior brother's wife, our fourth senior sister-in-law, just came to him with a spear, saying that she wanted to have a showdown with the fifth senior brother. Down."

"Fifth Senior Brother saw that something was wrong and hid in advance. However, after I sent away Senior Sister-in-law, I sent him a summons, but he did not respond to me."

"Fourth Senior Brother said that now that the inner and outer cities are in turmoil, it is difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. Let us stay in the Zhuangjia Fort and not go out rashly..."

But Feng Ye disappeared without a trace. Thinking of the current chaos, Zhao Muyang couldn't help but worry.

"Fourth sister-in-law?"

"Fourth Senior Brother's Wife?"

Did Zhuang Fei actually get married?

She doesn't know.

Song Zhi carefully recalled the appearance of the female cultivator in red, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

"no need to worry."

"The fifth senior brother has been chased out of the outer city by the fourth senior sister-in-law. I think the senior sister-in-law just wants to invite a fight with the senior brother."

"Isn't it true that Fifth Senior Brother likes to fight with others in order to increase his combat power?"

"Why is he so evasive this time?"

You can't just Feng Ye and engage in sex discrimination, right?

I don't usually see that he has such an attribute.

Song Zhi raised his hand to summon two seats. He took the first seat, and then motioned for Zhao Muyang to sit too.

Seeing that she acted calmly, Zhao Muyang's worries dissipated a lot.

Then thinking of the entanglement between Feng Ye and Thyme, Zhao Muyang's gossip fire immediately began to burn brightly.

*

"Hey, Zhizhi, do you want to know the past of fifth senior brother and fourth senior sister-in-law?"

Zhao Muyang bumped Song Zhi lightly with his shoulder and asked her with a wink.

He looked cunning, almost saying that he was ready to give up.

Song Zhi rolled his eyes and responded in a perfunctory manner: "I think..."

"I want to know the past of fifth senior brother and fourth senior sister-in-law."

"Sixth Senior Brother, please feel free to inform me."

Song Zhi was indeed curious about the past of those two people, but he didn't have much interest.

She is now sitting firmly in the courtyard of the banker, just because she has nothing to do and is waiting for the final outcome of the ancestor of the banker.

Zhao Muyang wants to play tricks with her, so it's okay for her to tease him a little, just to pass the time.

If Zhao Muyang knew what Song Zhi was thinking, he would definitely cry.

It's a pity that he didn't know, so he was stupid and unscrupulous.

Seeing Song Zhi's interested side, Zhao Muyang suddenly became energetic and his eyes burned brightly.

"Hey hey hey."

"Zhizhi, if you are willing to call me good senior brother, I will tell everything about the past of fifth senior brother and fourth senior sister-in-law."

"what do you think?"

*

Zhao Muyang smiled like a blooming morning glory.

He pretended to be playful and winked, but he didn't realize it.

Song Zhi slowly turned to stare at him, with a half-smile on his face, and asked lightly: "Sixth, you dare to tease me at this juncture."

"Are you tired of living and want to die?"

Song Zhi's voice had a touch of coldness, and her voice was slightly deep, giving people a calm and unassuming feeling.

But hearing it now in Zhao Muyang's ears felt like a knife chasing souls and killing people.

His body trembled, and he immediately shrank back.

This lackadaisical coward's appearance didn't bother Song Zhi, but it first aroused the dissatisfaction of the Contracted Dan Furnace.

The weapon spirit of the ninth grade first furnace suddenly appeared on Zhao Muyang's head, holding the bulging furnace body.

It put its hands on its hips, looked at Song Zhi sideways, and said to Zhao Muyang with a hatred of iron and steel: "Xiaoyang, what are you afraid of?"

"You are a senior brother!!"

"This Jian girl should call you a good senior brother. You just want to be called a good senior brother. Jian girl, why do you say that Xiaoyang is teasing you?"

"With how careless you are, we, Xiaoyang, won't blindly fall in love with you!"

"Puxin! Ha!"