The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 938
"Master Hua Dao, why are you here?" Jia Jia was a little surprised, and looked back at the front yard, "You live in the front yard of Canhezhuang, right?"

Daoist Hua raised his head and didn't look at her, but only glanced at Qin Zhaohe: "What's wrong with this kid? Even Yuanshen has fallen into the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness. It seems that he is about to go to heaven."

"God?" Jiajia didn't react for a moment.

Master Huadao put down the ancient book in his hand, slapped it with a "slap", and then spread his hands: "It's just hung up."

Jia Jia's face turned black: "What nonsense are you talking about? My disciple is doing well!"

"I am alive now, but there is only a glimmer of life in my body. If something happens, it will be terrible." Daoist Hua shook his head, not regretting, but purely telling a fact.

"If Zhaohe himself can't make it through, I won't blame others, but if I accidentally follow other people's ways, even if Jiajia turns Donghai upside down, I will avenge him."

"It's so murderous!" Master Hua Dao touched the goosebumps on his arms, and looked at the female cultivator with upside down eyebrows, but he was not afraid.

The female cultivator carried the boy into the room, set up a protective circle, thought for a while, cut her middle finger, and dropped a drop of blood into the circle, and that drop of blood dissipated after falling into the circle.

After finishing all this, she came out of the room, walked to Daoist Hua and sat down beside Daoist Daoist: "Reverend Huadao, what happened? Such martial law!"

"It's just some changes made by the juniors of the Mo family. Don't worry, it has nothing to do with us. No matter how daring you are, you still have to weigh it if you want to go up to Canhezhuang." The Daoist Huadao said and picked up another ancient book, "Nine years later, The big blue dragon you want to see can be seen by lighting the lamp."

Nine years, compared to the lifespan of a monk of thousands of years, is just a blink of an eye. Even a monk can retreat for a hundred thousand or even ten thousand years. Nine years is really fast, and it doesn't matter if you stay here.And Daoist Huadao stayed in Kunlun for decades.

Jia Jia got up and looked down from above: "Is it just a small change? I see that the island is so heavily guarded, it doesn't seem like it!"

"With the two of us here, I wouldn't dare to come even if I wanted to." Daoist Hua Dao glanced at Jiajia, and he felt relieved, "It just so happens that you can't do anything else if that brat is lying down now. When people come to discuss matters of practice, there must be my teacher for the three of us!"

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"Uncle Nineteen, it's my fault." Mo Wuji knelt on his knees.He has not done this kind of kneeling ceremony for many years, except for the worship when he first entered the Tao, except for kneeling when there is a big event, when has he performed this kind of kneeling ceremony?Right now, he made such a great gift to the few monks in front of him.

On Mo Wuji's face, there was no resignation, but he was full of guilt: "I was soft-hearted for a while, I didn't expect him to take the act of stealing my Penglai kung fu collection."

"I can't blame you." Mo Xingjiu stretched out his hand to help him up, "At that time, I also agreed to save his life. Now that something happened, I have to pay a certain amount of responsibility."

"Uncle Nineteen, I implore you to order Wuji to pursue the murderer, and he will definitely be found and punished." Mo Wuji touched his forehead to the ground, unwilling to get up for a long time.

But Mo Wuji pulled him up very forcefully: "Wuji, you need to take care of the matter of the next island owner, leave the escape of Mo Dongxing to Xingdao, be careful to find him alive... "

Hearing this, Mo Wuji's face became even more ashamed: "It's Wuji's fault, a temporary woman's benevolence. Eighteenth Uncle, if he doesn't resist, that's fine. If he resists, Eighteenth Uncle, you can do it. This time he Escaping from imprisonment, he shot at the juniors of our sect without hesitation, and almost killed the juniors of our sect. He was so desperate, how could Wuji let Uncle Shiba be soft? "

Mo Xingjiu withdrew his hand, glanced at Mo Xing and said: "If he resists, you will hurt him with your own hands. Remember to be careful, and don't accidentally injure him seriously."

Mo Xingdao responded and raised his head, only to see Mo Xingjiu glanced at him, and immediately "thumped" in his heart: The nineteenth brother should mean to remember to pay attention to "property", and the secret order also happened to be implemented at this time. But that's all.

Thinking of this, Mo Xingdao looked at Mo Wuji who was in front of him again: It seems that this matter will be completely hidden from him.From this point of view, just now, the nineteenth brother also made progress by retreating. Knowing that Mo Wuji was unwilling to play hard, which forced him to feel guilty, he personally let go of the words, and he had the so-called "pay attention to proportion". It's up to him to control it.

But from the perspective of other people, he can understand the nineteenth brother, Mo Wuji is kind, capable, and the island owner of the previous generation. I am afraid that no matter who is in power, he will try his best to win over Mo Wuji.But Mo Dongxing, whom Mo Wuji valued, is a cancer, narrow-minded, and ruthless. Seeing that he will steal the Penglai Kung Fu collection before he is alive or dead, this is undoubtedly a person who puts self-interest first , such a person used to be the leader of a faction, I don't know if it should be said that Mo Wuji has a problem with his vision in choosing people, or that Mo Dongxing hid it too well in the past.

After sending Mo Wuji away, Mo Xingjiu's face darkened: "Brother Eighteen, Mo Dongxing must die, even if he becomes a disabled person, he will not be able to live."

Mo Xingdao responded in a low voice, and couldn't help but frowned again: "Nineteenth brother, tell me, these days, we almost turned the entire Penglai upside down, and we didn't find Mo Dongxing, would he I have already escaped from Penglai, for example, I used things like the Thousand Miles Stealth Talisman."

"Impossible! As long as the escape-like talismans are within the entire Penglai, I will definitely be able to detect them, and I have activated the island protection array around the island. Right now, except for the daily Xihaikou can Except for the monks, not a single insect can fly out! He must still be on this island. This person is like a poisonous snake, his methods are not good, but he is vicious enough. If he is left alive, the whole Penglai will be bitten by him sooner or later. "Mo Xingjiu's face was gloomy, if he hadn't been worried about Mo Wuji, he would have lost his temper just now.

"I know about the nineteenth brother. I will kill him first and play later. I will definitely kill him before Wuji knows."

"Death cannot be brought back to life, and the sadness will fade away after a few years." Mo Xingjiu's voice was cold, "Don't worry, I will do everything."

"Yes."

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Wiped Qin Zhaohe's face with his hand, and probed into his body. It was still the same. The body existed in a form with extremely low consumption. Only the glimmer of life in the body indicated that the person was not dead yet, but he did not wake up for a long time. Come.

Jiajia closed the door and came out, and saw the Daoist Daoist lying in the courtyard with a pile of ancient books on his pillow: "That kid hasn't woken up yet!"

Jiajia nodded.

(End of this chapter)