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Chapter 462 Old Weasel (Subscription Request)

In a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of Chang'an.

Inside a dilapidated statue, an old weasel was hesitating.

I was feeling uneasy, as if something was wrong, as if something big was going to happen.

"Strange, how many years has it been since this happened?"

"Especially in recent times, I have always felt that something big is going to happen..."

This kind of inner throbbing is full of anxiety and uneasiness, as if some disaster is about to befall me.

"On weekdays, I stay in the temple all the time. I never care even if there are no incense offerings. I just recite Huang Ting quietly and dare not cause trouble..."

“But why do I still have an inexplicable palpitation? I feel my soul trembling and my spirit is gushing out.”

There were so many inexplicable things going on that were hard to describe, and I felt inexplicably irritated and uneasy.

"Over the years, I have been thinking about borrowing the incense of humanity in order to make further progress and open up the divine world in my body..."

I never thought that it would be delayed until now.

Not only did they fail to figure it out, but the temple also became dilapidated and had already shown signs of decline.

The old weasel's eyes were heavy and he was filled with worry.

This day.

Two figures appeared at the entrance of the old weasel's temple.

A group of people riding horses were walking in the front, approaching slowly.

The other one followed behind him, slowly and slowly, taking one step forward at a time, still a little afraid.

The rider was Li Qingtian.

Following behind was the little weasel.

At this moment, the little weasel looked hesitant and worried, with anxiety and uneasiness written all over his face.

"In the final analysis, this matter is actually betraying the ancestors!"

"I wonder if this old ancestor would slap me to death if he knew the whole story?"

At first, before reaching Chang'an, it didn't care.

When they arrived in front of the temple, the little weasel became nervous, worried and scared.

Afraid of something going wrong.

I was born too late, so it is difficult for me to become an immortal. I don’t know whether the immortals will protect me.

Difficult!

I miscalculated.

"Master, can I..."

The little weasel suggested tentatively.

He was feeling uneasy.

Still feeling anxious and uncertain.

"Can't!"

He refused without waiting for the little weasel to finish speaking.

disagree.

Moreover, Li Qingtian knew exactly what the little weasel was thinking.

"I'm already at the door, how can I not see your ancestor?"

"Besides, I don't know your ancestor."

A faint voice came.

The little weasel couldn't help but twitch all over, his face full of resentment and embarrassment.

The little weasel naturally understood the hint of coldness in Li Qingtian's words, as well as the threat that was not concealed at all.

"Ahem, Immortal Master, I don't know. I have never seen the ancestor. I am afraid that the ancestor will blame me."

The younger one didn’t say he didn’t want to go!

Immortal, please don't be anxious.

Big deal.

Just follow me.

"Follow!"

"As long as I am here, your ancestors will not do anything to you."

"Am I the kind of person who would cross a river and then destroy the bridge?"

Li Qingtian smiled slightly.

I value loyalty the most and I like to reason the most.

Although you have never told me my origins, I still never blame you.

What's more, I have been looking forward to it.

When you explode...

I think it must be very exciting!
At the temple gate.

Li Qingtian pointed at the locked door.

"Come knock on the door!"

He already knew that there was an old weasel hiding in the temple.

At this time, I was peeking.

"what?"

"I...Okay..."

How could the little weasel dare to refuse? How could he refuse?

I went there with trepidation.

Then he knocked on the temple door.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door.

Inside the house, the old weasel couldn't help but shudder all over and his eyelids twitched.

"Who's that at the door?"

"Why can't I even see his face clearly..."

He must be a super strong person!
It’s the boss.

The old weasel instantly recalled all the people or monsters he had offended in the past.

"I have always been kind to others and have never had these problems."

Avenger?
It shouldn’t be!
As for the little weasel at the door, the old weasel spotted it at a glance.

This guy is my own son.

Still flowing with my own blood...

But times have changed.

My bloodline has long been spread all over the world.

Not much of this one.

"It's better to pretend that he's not here and never heard anything."

Anyway, I have the final say on whether to be there or not.

Even if you shout at the top of your lungs, I will not respond or say a word.

Then restrain your breath.

No matter how powerful your magical powers are, as long as you can't find it, it means there is no one in the temple.

Since there is no one here, what's the point of talking?

So, don't worry about it.

"Ancestor, the descendants of the next generation are here to visit."

Respectful, but somewhat uneasy.

It came to mind in an instant.

"I'll see the old man later, so I have to explain it to him in detail, so he won't misunderstand me."

My ancestors and I have the same blood.

As long as we stand together, there will be no question of whether to sell or not.

"Grandfather, please believe me. I really have no other choice."

If I had a choice, I would never bring a stranger here.

"Master, it seems... no one..."

The little weasel reminded hesitantly.

He felt a little relieved in his heart. It was good that there was no one around, which saved him from embarrassment.

"It's okay, keep knocking!"

Li Qingtian's faint voice sounded.

The little weasel was stunned. "No one is knocking. Who am I knocking for?"

Li Qingtian sneered secretly: No one? I think they don't want to come out, so they pretend that there is no one!
Keeping still and concealing your presence...

It's quite a beautiful thought.

"What a pity! With your current level, you are not even a Golden Immortal, yet you still dream of hiding your aura from me. You think too highly of yourself and underestimate me."

I am not what you can imagine.

With just a casual glance, he spotted the old weasel.

It is hidden inside the statue in the temple.

He closed his eyes to calm his mind, ignored the knocking on the door, and only wanted to pretend to be asleep.

"Master, are you still knocking?"

The little weasel was a little confused, as it was obvious that there was no one in the temple.

What are you still knocking for?

"Ok?"

"You do not want it?"

Li Qingtian raised his eyebrows and asked lightly.

Little weasel, you have been never confused all along, but now you are going to make a mistake?

"Knock, I'll knock right now!"

The little weasel quickly patched it up.

You are the immortal, so you have the final say.

But, knocking for a long time was still useless.

"Just knock it open!"

Li Qingtian reminded.

It seems that the old weasel is determined to play dead and has no intention of coming out.

Little Weasel: “…”

Okay, let’s hit it!

"boom!"

The magic power around him surged, and the little weasel seemed to have hit a wall.

He was flung away violently.

"Master, I..."

There are restrictions and magical powers on this door.

The younger one is overconfident.

Inside the house, inside the statue.

The old weasel was secretly proud of himself.

"I have cast a spell and set up a ban on the gate of this temple. How can I let you break it open so easily?"

"break!"

Li Qingtian just flicked the trigger casually, and a subtle sound was heard.

The door was broken open.

The restrictions and magic powers on it also disappeared.

Inside the statue, the old weasel suddenly felt a rush of blood and almost vomited blood.

"No, how dare you break in?"

It happened to be successful.

He was hit back by the restriction and forced himself to swallow a mouthful of blood.

"Open the way ahead!"

Li Qingtian kicked the little weasel on the butt and told it to lead the way and meet its ancestor.

"Yes Yes……"

A casual flick can break the ban.

"I'm afraid my ancestor is... in danger."

Cough!

Ancestor.

It’s not the junior’s fault, but this immortal is too terrifying, too invincible, and too domineering.

As we entered the temple, we saw it was overgrown with weeds.

The ground is covered with dust.

No one has taken care of it for a long time.

At first glance, the main temple is right in the center.

A golden statue more than two meters high was shining as if it was made of gold.

The little weasel could only look on with envy.

Take the incense and offerings from others to prove your own way.

"The ancestor has done a good job in this business."

"It's a pity that this temple hasn't been open for a long time. It seems... it has lost its popularity a long time ago."

I'm afraid the ancestor's plan has failed.

This scene.

The same thing happened in Li Qingtian's eyes.

"This old weasel does have some ideas, but unfortunately..."

This idea is too superficial.

"The younger generation and descendants come here to pay homage to the ancestor!"

The little weasel fell down in front of the statue, calling out to the ancestor loudly...

Old weasel: “…”

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