The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 698 Coincidence is not a coincidence

After Master Mingjian and Master Huadao left, Miao Wuhua raised her head and looked around, frowning: "I don't know why, I always feel something is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Qin Yayi looked around suspiciously, her heart skipped a beat, she didn't know why, but she had an ominous premonition.

"I can't tell what's wrong." After Miao Wuhua finished speaking, she paused, "I always think your room is weird."

Qin Ya also raised her head and turned around, but after looking at it for a while, she still found nothing.

"Forget it." Miao Wuhua couldn't tell why, she just sighed, and said, "Fortunately, you were on the alert in time, otherwise, Brahma will really be right." Miao Wuhua is not like that A broken-mouthed person turned a blind eye to Brahma's strange attitude towards Qin Ya.

Qin Ya smiled wryly: "Master Master Miao, in fact, Ya has comprehended the Sword Heart Stone, but the yellow silk cloth is already..."

Miao Wuhua frowned, stared at Qin Ya for a moment, her eyes flickered, and she approached Qin Ya's left waist suddenly.

Near the left waist and abdomen was attacked by spiritual power, a half-foot square Taiji pattern suddenly appeared, cyan glowing, burning and shining, spinning leisurely.

"Wufang Taiji Seal?" Miao Wuhua blurted out, and her subordinates changed several formulas, pinching out a red lotus from the palm to meet the Wufang Taiji Seal.

Qinghong faced each other and stood in a stalemate for a moment, then exploded suddenly, and the spiritual power in the room moved slightly, but Miao Wuhua raised a red lotus seed, trapping the fluctuating spiritual power in the room several feet square, and there was a slight tremor in the room, With the sound of "pingping, bang bang", things fell to the ground one after another, and the room that was still sparse and elegant just now was a mess.

As for the culprit, the intersecting blue and red rays of light shattered all over the ground like fireworks splashing in all directions. After shining brightly for a few times, they gradually went out and scattered in the dark void.

A strong smell of blood immediately filled the whole room.

"You..." Miao Wuhua frowned and looked at Qin Ya.

But seeing that Qin Ya's face remained unchanged, she smiled and revealed the flesh of her left waist and abdomen, but saw that there were still bloodstains flowing out of it.

"This is..." Miao Wuhua was astonished.

"Since the sword heart stone was absorbed by Qin, this piece of yellow silk cloth has covered the flesh of the waist and abdomen. Qin Ya has noticed Brahma's reaction during the day, let alone the two bright yellow pieces. The silk cloth is really too familiar. If Qin Ya doesn't take out this silk cloth today, I'm afraid it will lead to disaster." Qin Ya sighed lightly, feeling helpless, "I really didn't expect that there is such a past in it .”

Cutting flesh and taking cloth, although the skin and flesh of a cultivator are much tougher and more flexible than ordinary people, the pain that should be suffered will not be reduced by half. Miao Wuhua looked at him silently for a moment before nodding: "You are really good, Miao admires you!"

"Don't dare." Qin Ya whispered, and sat down in the sandalwood chair beside her.

It's just that although a cultivator is not easily injured, once he is injured, let alone Qin Ya's cultivation base has reached the Tibetan God, it is not easy to cut his flesh, so the things used must be extremely tough and top-grade magic weapons. The magic weapon is not so simple, it must have other effects, and among the monks brought by Kunlun this time, the only ones who can rejuvenate are Chen Huaxuan and Changchunzi, although these two are from Kunlun, But this matter cannot be disclosed, so as not to cause trouble.

Miao Wuhua looked at Qin Ya's bleeding wound, and took out a palm-sized white jade bottle from her bosom, and handed it over: "Although this thing is not as good as Chang Chunzi and others' holy healing arts, it is also extraordinary. Afterwards, you will be able to recover, this matter really bothers you."

"It's okay." Qin Ya smiled, without looking closely, she poured the blue liquid in the white jade bottle on the wound, and a few wisps of blue smoke burst out, and the wound stopped bleeding, and it didn't look like it It was just so intimidating.

"The world is really unpredictable." Miao Wuhua shook her head after being silent for a moment, "Although I am not familiar with Brahma, in the past, Brahma never seemed to pay attention to male cultivators, nor Being so aggressive, how come it looks like this now?"

Qin Ya smiled, with a bit of embarrassment on his face, he really couldn't bear the excessive enthusiasm for Brahma.

However, Brahma didn't seem to notice what was wrong with him, and he went on as usual, even though he explicitly hinted many times that he had no intention of doing this, Brahma still went his own way, which was really difficult.

"Forget it, just pay attention to yourself!" Miao Wuhua got up after saying that, walked two steps, then stopped again, looked around, and said, "Your house always makes me feel weird. "After that, he turned and left.

After everyone left, Qin Ya was the only one left in the room. Qin Ya stood up and turned her eyes around: even Miao Wuhua couldn't see why. The possibility of him wanting to see it was extremely low, but, He was impatient to stay in this weird room for a long time, almost without thinking, he turned and went out.

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There are several high-walled courtyards in the east of Pingzhou City. Taking advantage of the darkening sky, one person climbed over the city wall and walked straight into one of the houses.

The smell of wine in the room was strong, and there was still a lazy voice murmuring in a misty way: "How can you relieve your worries, only Du Kang, good wine, good wine!"

Qin Ya shook her head helplessly, but she didn't seem to be surprised, she just turned her eyes to the two monks sitting quietly on the futon, one of them almost immediately felt that someone was coming, and stretched out his hand to cover the long sword above his knee , his eyes were serious, and when he saw who was coming, he breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and bowed to him holding the long sword with two bells hanging on it: "Master."

This person is none other than Gu Lang.

With the sound of Master, the cultivator who was meditating at the side opened his eyes and got up and bowed to Qin Ya: "The first seat!"

After all, the monk looked hesitantly at the drunk monk muttering in his mouth, and explained with some embarrassment: "Yesterday, Zhu Xingyuan went to the wine shop in Pingzhou City and drank Two cups of Baihua Brewing made it look like this."

The one who spoke was the current head of the Kunlun Law Enforcement Hall - Mo Wen.

"Baihuaniang won't wake up for a hundred days. If there is no corresponding anti-alcohol pill, he will sleep for a hundred days." Qin Ya frowned, "Who gave him Baihuaniang?"

"I, I don't know." Mo Wen and Gu Lang looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of helplessness in each other's eyes, "After we dispersed yesterday, the three of us went for a walk in Pingzhou City. When I was shopping in Yibaofang, Zhu Xingyuan disappeared. When the two of us found Zhu Xingyuan, he was fighting with others. One drank Baihuaniang, the other drank Li'erhong, Both of them fell down. There are hundreds of recipes for Baihuaniang, and only the hangover pills made by the corresponding recipes can be cured. Yesterday, Gu Lang and I looked for Changchunzi, but Changchunzi didn’t work. Method."

In fact, although Changchunzi was mentioned in one stroke, when the two of them went to look for Changchunzi yesterday, Chen Huaxuan and Chen Zhenren were also present, seeing that Zhu Xingyuan, who was unconscious, immediately raised the case and angrily reprimanded: "This is my Kunlun's. Think tank, what are you kidding? Just drink Baihua brew like a fool like this? There is no way to know the order of this thing. Hundreds of thousands of monks gather in Pingzhou. We are waiting for the righteousness of the world, but Didn’t come here to swim in the mountains and play in the water, drunk and dreaming! Go, go, send him back to Kunlun, I don’t want to see him!”

Fortunately, although Chen Huaxuan was extremely angry, he did not stop Chang Chunzi from seeing Zhu Xingyuan. After hearing that Zhu Xingyuan had no other problems except Baihuaniang, the two of them relaxed.He couldn't keep him with Changchunzi, so he had no choice but to bring him back. He was worrying about how to tell Qin Ya and the others clearly, but he didn't expect that Qin Ya would stand beside the three of them in just a few hours. In front of him, he saw Zhu Xingyuan's drunken look.

"What's the matter with him?" Qin Ya also shook her head, "On weekdays, although he acts a little out of the ordinary, he won't do such nonsensical things. How could he be provoked by someone? Just started fighting with others? He is not a fool, have you two checked it?"

"Naturally." The two looked at each other, and smiled wryly, "Everyone in the wine shop saw him fighting with another monk, and both of them just took a sip before pouring it down."

"Who is the other person?" Qin Ya asked after pondering for a while.

"Donghai Lin Wuwu." Gu Lang replied, "Mo Wen and I found out about this matter immediately, and there is nothing wrong with it. I heard that he is a quite normal monk on weekdays, and he belongs to the elite disciples of Penglai. What happened, to have done such absurd things with Zhu Xingyuan!"

"Lin Xuwu?" Qin Ya narrowed her eyes and looked solemn.

This appearance naturally made Gu Lang and Mo Wen look at each other: Although they don't know what happened, but judging from Qin Ya's expression, it might not be a good thing.

"Yes. Donghai Lin Wuwu." But the two of them still responded to Qin Ya, "The first seat, but what's wrong?"

"Lin Xuwu is Bu Fanglin's disciple."

"Is it the real Donghai Bu who has suddenly become famous in the past hundred years and is a late bloomer?" Mo Wen raised his eyebrows, "Although I, Master Yan of Kunlun and Master Wu of Shushan, are recognized as two masters of trickery in the world, but I heard that this Bu Fanglin is very famous. Some people have already started to rank him with Yan Zhenren and Wu Zhenren. He is also a late blooming monk."

"He was Lin Xuwu who was taken in 100 years ago. Since then, he has been inseparable." Qin Ya was silent for a moment, but she made it clear.

Whether it's Gu Lang or Mo Wen, they are not stupid, they immediately understood what they were shouting: Is it a coincidence?No one believes it!

"In this way, Lin Xuwu is a smart person, and so is Zhu Xingyuan." Mo Wen said, his eyes fell on Zhu Xingyuan who was drunk and didn't know what day and night. It made him feel a bit difficult to say the word 'smart person', but he still said it.

"The two of them got drunk at the same time, Baihuaniang would be drunk for a hundred days, and Li'erhong would use a drop of the monk's drunken heart blood to cultivate the Nine Turns Jade Flower for a hundred days before he could sober up. What a coincidence. "

It took another hundred days to wake up.

In fact, even though they didn't know what happened, when Mo Wen and Gu Lang saw Zhu Xingyuan and Lin Xuwu drunk unconscious, they instinctively became suspicious, but this happened in the wine shop, Under the eyes of everyone, many people saw that the two of them hit it off and became like this. There was no way, and they couldn't make Zhu Xingyuan's appearance go viral in front of the monks all over the world. Lifted it back.

"Forget it." Seeing Zhu Xingyuan's appearance, and obviously being tricked by someone, within a hundred days, don't think about it, Qin Ya shook her head, stomped a few steps, but suddenly said: "In the past few days, I will stay here waiting for you, okay?"

Gu Lang and Mo Wen raised their heads and looked at each other. Although Qin Ya said this suddenly for some reason, she probably guessed that there were some quarrels in Langya Tower that they didn't know about, so there was no reason why they shouldn't.

In fact, Qin Ya's stay can help the two of them solve the doubts they encountered during cultivation from time to time, which is what Gu Lang and Mo Wenzi are very eager for.

For several days in a row, they were happy and harmonious.

Until the early morning of this day, someone knocked on the doors of several people.

"Guys, a Taoist surnamed Bu from the East China Sea came here and insisted on seeing you. I wonder if I can recommend you?" I have to say that the monks in charge of Langyalou never asked or spoke too much, which is really impressive. It was praised by all schools and factions.

Dong Hai, whose surname was Bu, almost immediately guessed the intention of the visitor. Mo Wen thought about it, and seeing that Qin Ya and Gu Lang had no objection, he nodded in agreement.

But after a while, I saw the monk leading several people over, one person in brocade clothes, walking in the front, and then several less well-dressed monks carrying a huge stretcher, and there was a person lying on the stretcher.

This battle, if it is said that they are not here to seek revenge, it is really hard to believe.

Almost at the same time, several people frowned, and then saw that the group of people had already walked in front of them.

The monk at the front was neat, raised his hand and waved: "Bring nothingness over there!"

This tone really makes people uncomfortable.

The cultivator behind him responded and carried the pale and unconscious cultivator in front of several people.

Then the monk in brocade clothes sneered twice, and looked at them with burning eyes: "I am Bu Fanglin."

Gu Lang, Qin Ya and Mo Wen did not speak.

Bu Fanglin sneered again: "This seat doesn't care, Lin Xuwu had an accident because of your relationship, you have to explain to this seat, otherwise, don't blame me for having no one in Donghai!"

Gu Lang, Qin Ya and Mo Wen were still silent.

"Why, you thought the matter was over without making a sound?" Bu Fanglin raised his eyebrows and sneered, and pointed at the crowd. For some reason, this gesture was inexplicably more accompanied by his neat appearance and brocade clothes. Divide the taste of the clothes of animals.

Nabu Fanglin seemed a little displeased when he saw that several people ignored him, he waved his hand, and ordered the monks behind him: "Get back!"

(End of this chapter)