Xianzun, your sweet wife is fierce and sweet

Chapter 317 Reappearance of the Ancient Palace

"Strangers? Two men and one woman?" Ksitigarbha seemed to know who it was, and suddenly remembered what happened this morning.

Maybe, it was the High God Qingyu who came. The High God Suguang said that the High God Qingyu came to find her memory. Now, when he came to him, I am afraid that he did not find the memory.

When Ksitigarbha was not a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, he was helped by Qingyu Shangshen, and because of this, he made a friend.

Then one day, she suddenly came to find herself, saying that something might happen, she gave something to herself, saying yes, in the future, if she came to get it, she would give it to her.

At that time, Ksitigarbha King didn't understand what Shangshen Qingyu meant. If she came to take it, he would naturally return it to her.

He is not the kind of villain who is greedy for other people's things, but later, he heard that Qing Yu Shangshen had actually fallen.

At that time, Ksitigarbha didn't really believe it, but in the future, he never saw Qingyu Shangshen appear again, so, slowly, he believed in such a thing.

Now, the reincarnation of Qingyu Shangshen came, and Ksitigarbha was still a little excited, "Well, let them come in."

When King Ksitigarbha said "please", the guard understood a little bit, he hurried out and invited the three people in.

"King of Earth Store, tell me that Qingyu High God has given you something." An Ion's words can be said to be a little blunt, straight to the point.

"Yes, that's what it is." Ksitigarbha also knew that the status of Shangshen was much higher than that of Bodhisattva.

Therefore, even if An Ion's words were not very polite, he could still accept them reluctantly. Moreover, let's look at Shangshen Qingyu.

It's exactly the same as before, no wonder, she said that back then, one day in the future, she will come to him...

What King Ksitigarbha took out was a model of a palace-like hut. Qian Gungun frowned as he looked at the model, feeling like he had seen this palace before.

"A Shu, do you feel that this palace looks familiar?" Qian Gungun poked the Di Yishu next to him, and then asked.

"It's a little bit." Di Yishu agreed, and thought for a while, "I seem to have seen it in a secret realm before. Do you still remember where the Kunlun mirror was taken out?"

After being reminded by Di Yishu, Qian Gungun remembered the ancient and prehistoric palace in the secret realm.

Ksitigarbha handed over the model of the palace hut to Qian Gungun, because God Qingyu said it was for "her".

After Qian Gungun took the model of the palace hut, he looked at Di Yishu in a daze, how to use this?
Could it be, just a model?

Di Yishu thought for a while, each of these magic tools has its own formula, and he doesn't know the model of the palace's cabin.

Therefore, he didn't know how to conjure up the model of the palace's hut, "Try dropping a drop of blood down there to see."

Qian Gungun obediently bit his finger fiercely, dripping a drop of blood on the roof of the palace hut model.

In an instant, a vortex-like halo sucked Qian Gungun and the three of them into it. Standing in the palace, at this time, they didn't need to break in step by step like they did in the secret realm that time.

Instead, he came directly to the main hall. The main hall at this time seems to be almost the same as it was at that time. However, Qian Gungun came in again, and he didn't get any memory left over.

"You are finally here..." A voice full of vicissitudes of life sounded. Qian Gungun remembered that this voice was the one that spoke to him back then.

"Well, we're here." Although he didn't know what the sentence said by the voice meant, Di Yishu still went along with it.

"Unexpectedly, the thing I was worried about finally came. Thinking about the past..." This vicissitudes of life has been telling his past.

Telling about my regrets about the past, and some expectations for them, and then, the three of them became a little impatient.

Come on, if it's only been talked about for an hour or two, they can barely accept it, but it's almost an afternoon.

Judging by the sound of the voice, it seemed that it was endless, Qian Gungun was the first one and couldn't hold back, "Hey, can you tell me the main point?"

Qian Gungun's words immediately resounded in the silent hall, and that vicissitudes of voice, because of Qian Gungun's words, stopped listening.

After a long time, the vicissitudes of life sounded no longer, Qian Gungun touched her nose, she seemed to have gotten into trouble.

They came here probably because they wanted to ask the old Sang's voice about something, and it was all her fault for not holding back.

"You have become impetuous..." Then, just as Qian Gungun blamed himself, the old voice sounded again, but Qian Gungun listened to his words.

"You know me?" Qian Gungun pointed to himself in surprise, and he said, has he become impetuous?Then she was very stable before?

Qian Gungun is a little unbelievable, she seems to be like this all the time, what does it mean that she has become impetuous?

"Yes." The vicissitudes of life replied affirmatively, "I didn't expect that your cultivation base has become so low now, alas..."

The tone of Na Sang's voice changed, as if he was very disappointed with Qian Gungun's low cultivation level, alas...

Qian Gun Gun is upset, what's wrong with my low cultivation base, has my low cultivation base offended you again?You ah fart.

Maybe that voice knew what Qian Gungun was thinking in his heart, so he didn't say anything, but the space in the palace was reversed.

Di Yishu, Qian Gungun, and An Ion all stood in different positions, as if they were being given special training.

The space where Qian Gun Gun is located is a secret room, where there is nothing but a piano.

Qin?Qian Gungun stepped forward curiously, this piano?She doesn't know how to play the piano, but Qian Gungun still stretched out her white fingers under the misfortune of God.

It was placed on the strings, and when she realized it, the sad and tragic piece she played was still echoing in her ears.

Suddenly, many clips flashed through Qian Gungun's mind, some were glamorous, some were calm, some were steady, some...

In an instant, Qian Gungun couldn't bear the surge of memories, maybe it was too complicated, Qian Gungun fell to the ground in an instant.

After a long time, she finally woke up slowly.

(End of this chapter)