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

Niu Dahua opened his arms and rushed towards the city gate while shouting.

At this time, a row of soldiers with spears stood on both sides of the city gate, strictly examining the people entering the city.

Seeing Niu Dahua, he rushed to the city gate without stopping or slowing down.

Song Zhi was immediately startled.

"Sister Dahua, stop quickly!"

"Get in line! Come back and let's get in line together to enter the city!"

It was really damning, she just knew that Niu Dahua was a fool.

But she never expected that Niu Dahua could be so reckless!

"Let Miss Song see the joke."

"My daughter is like her father. Although she looks like a girl, she is a rough person."

"Don't worry, we are very familiar with the gatekeepers, they will not harm Dahua."

Niu Wenshi covered her mouth and let out a chuckle.

She spoke confidently, with a touch of kindness in her eyes.

She spoke with such certainty that Song Zhifu's soul reached into his heart and he slowly came back to his senses.

Perhaps, the Niu Wenshi in front of her is not as simple as a peasant woman.

With such speculation, Song Zhi cast his gaze at the city gate.

At this time, Niu Dahua had already rushed in front of the group of soldiers.

But what Song Zhi thought was a scolding and driving away did not appear.

The group of soldiers, who were so arrogant and arrogant towards others, knelt down on one knee in unison and lowered their heads to Niu Dahua.

"See you, little master!"

"Congratulations, young lady, the young lady is back in the city!!"

After hearing the names of the soldiers and generals clearly, Song Zhi's eyes twitched and he felt as sudden as a dog.

So, the true identity of the peasant woman and daughter who rescued her is clearly one of the masters of Guyong City? !
"Uh, Aunt Wen."

"I would like to ask, what is your relationship with the Lord of Guyong City?"

"Father and daughter?"

Song Zhi asked in a low voice while walking side by side with Niu Wenshi, his eyes filled with curiosity.

Niu Wenshi pursed her lips and smiled, not hiding it from her, and replied softly: "It doesn't matter whether it is presumptuous or not, it is our fate to meet Miss Song."

"Just like what Miss Song saw."

"The Lord Guyong and I are direct blood relatives."

"The current city lord is my biological father and Dahua's biological grandfather."

"With this relationship, Miss Song doesn't need to worry about the spiritual root test."

"I don't even need to ask my father about this matter. I just need to speak to the chief manager, and Miss Song will get what she wants."

Niu Wenshi comforted Song Zhi considerately, giving Song Zhi a reassurance.

Song Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled gratefully as usual, but more questions emerged in his heart.

For example, why didn't Niu Wen become a rich and powerful daughter in the city, but instead lived a miserable life in the countryside?
For another example, are Niu Wenshi and Niu Dahua, mother and daughter, serious monks with spiritual roots, but she didn't see it?
With many doubts, Song Zhi was rushed to the city gate by the general manager to pick him up, and he was packed up and brought back to the magnificent city lord's mansion.

The Lord of the City was said to be hosting a banquet to entertain the immortal monarchs from the spirit world, so he did not show up to meet Niu Wen and his daughter.

I heard that my daughter rescued a dream-chasing girl. She is extremely thirsty for immortality, but she just wants to test it.

Without even thinking about it, the Lord City Lord waved his hand and arranged for the Taoist boy next to the Immortal Lord to come out holding an ordinary disc.

He was sent to test Song Zhi's spiritual root qualifications.

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Daochong is not very young, he looks to be only twelve or thirteen years old.

But Song Zhi could tell at a glance that the other person was not a real person, but a paper puppet.

The puppet stood in front of Song Zhi and said businesslikely: "Place your palms down on the disk."

"Calm down and concentrate, don't make unnecessary movements, don't resist, just let nature take its course, and the Ouija Board will give you the answer you want."

While listening to the puppet man's instructions, Song Zhi covered his hand on the soul measuring board.

She was actually a little nervous.

She didn't know if she had traveled through this unknown realm again or if she was still in the Qianhu cultivation realm. However, no matter what the possibility was, Song Zhi, who had lost his cultivation and was unable to use his spiritual power, was surprisingly concerned about recovery.

I don’t know if she still has the best water spirit root now...

Song Zhi thought lightly in his heart, with a trace of anxiety in his eyes.

She pretended to be calm and stared at the Ouija board, her anxious breath filling the whole room.

"Hey, it's bright, it's bright!"

"The red one is the fire spirit root!"

"Uh, why did it go down again?"

"G-gold!"

"Little sister Song, you turned out to be Jin Linggen...well, you went back and disappeared again."

When he noticed the obvious colors on the soul-finding board, Niu Dahua was even more excited than Song Zhi, the client.

Song Zhi was also full of surprise at the appearance of his spiritual roots that was different from his previous life.

At this moment, the water spirit root tester, which had been silent, suddenly emitted a dazzling green light.

The numerical column representing purity began to rise rapidly.

First it was sixty, then sixty-eight, and then it jumped to eighty-eight.

The last time, the purity value stopped at ninety-nine and finally stopped moving.

At the same time, the soul measuring plate under Song Zhi's palm shattered with a click.

"Aunt Wen, Sister Dahua, you have to bear witness for me!"

"I didn't break this Ouija board~"

Looking at the Ouija board that was broken into several pieces and fell to the ground, Song Zhi quickly retreated behind Niu Dahua and his daughter, making a weak plea.

She pretended to be scared and worried on her face, but she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Fortunately.

She still has the best water spirit root qualification.

And the purity is still ninety-nine.

This shows that it is feasible for her to restore her cultivation.

"A single top quality water spirit root!"

"This is the best product from this collection of disciples."

"Please lead the team, senior brother, to register and accept people!"

The puppet didn't pay attention to the broken Ouija board.

He took out a communication talisman and said mechanically.

As soon as the summons was sent out, a group of people rushed into the living room like crazy.

"Where is my little junior sister with the best water spirit root?"

"Come out quickly and let Senior Brother take a good look!"

A handsome young male cultivator yelled, casting his eyes accurately on Song Zhi.

His eyes were bright and his whole person was filled with genuine laughter.

Song Zhi lowered his eyes slightly and ignored this person.

What little junior sister and senior brother?
She was just testing her spiritual root aptitude, and she didn't say that she must join their sect.

Why are you so familiar? ? ?

Song Zhi was complaining in his heart, but his face was calm.

She hid her body behind Niu Dahua and carefully looked at the approaching monks with only one pair of eyes.

After seeing the distinctive sect costumes on these people, Song Zhi finally remembered the information related to Guyong City.

Seriously speaking, she still has an indissoluble bond with her former master, Fu Boshan.

The city lord surnamed Wen of Guyong City is clearly the mortal hometown of Master Fu Boshan.

And the sect where her former master belonged was surprisingly the largest sect that was wiped out, the Qianhua Sect! (End of chapter)