Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

Chen Nan didn't say anything, but glanced at Song Xuan first.

Song Xuan directly transmitted his voice: "It is said that in Buddhism, there is a method that can cast spells through the real name. This monk's purpose is unclear, so you should try not to use your real name."

Chen Nan nodded slightly, clasped his fists and said, "My name is Chen Bei, and I'm honored to meet Master Bian Ji."

"Mr. Chen Bei, you are too polite. In front of you, I am not worthy of being called a master."

He was very humble. After a simple greeting to Chen Nan, he looked at Song Qian again. After this look, he couldn't take his eyes off her.

Compared with the woman in front of him, the so-called Princess Gaoyang was like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon. At this moment, Bian Ji seemed to hear his own heart pounding.

Victoria Song glared at him. She hadn't even thought of a suitable name yet, and you, a big monk, came over here. Isn't this embarrassing?

She immediately shouted angrily, "What are you looking at? You are a monk, staring at a beautiful woman, how can this be acceptable?!"

After being retorted, Bian Ji withdrew his gaze somewhat embarrassedly, but his mind became even more serious.

Even his scolding sounds so nice, such a person is suitable to be a Taoist partner!

Compared to her, even dogs would despise Gao Yang!

Chapter 660 This monk is here to pimp!

Song Xuan touched Song Qian and signaled her not to speak.

This monk Bian Ji is still useful. When the Buddhist Tang Dynasty copy is opened later, this monk will still be relied on as the NPC. It is a bit unreasonable for him not to act as a middleman to attract hatred for Buddhist Tang, but to take action against the Fang Dynasty himself.

Although, when one's strength reaches a certain level, one can be completely unreasonable.

But as a time traveler from Blue Star, Song Xuan still likes to have a legitimate reason for what he does, no matter whether it is reasonable or not.

There is no cause and effect, but I beat you for no reason. This is somewhat inconsistent with his values ​​as a time traveler.

"Master, please don't mind. My sister has been spoiled since she was a child, and her words easily offend people."

Song Xuan raised the corner of his mouth and said gently, "Master, you came here today not just to get to know us, right? Do you have any other purpose?

I'm a straightforward person, I just say what I want to say, no need to beat around the bush."

Tell me quickly, tell me that you are here to ask me to be a duck, to be the empress's male concubine!

As long as you say this, the cause and effect will be established!

Song Xuan had even prepared his speech—

The Empress's son is going too far!

I am the dignified Xuantian Patriarch, and you actually want me to be your male concubine. I will not be a human being if I don’t avenge this!

But who would have thought that Monk Bianji was not at all anxious about Song Xuan's guidance. He just shook his head and smiled, saying, "I really have no other purpose, I just want to make friends with you.

If you don't mind, you can add a communication mark and keep in touch in the future.

The path of spiritual practice is long and bumpy, and having a few friends along the way is a blessing!

Song Xuan was silent for a moment. He had to admit that this monk Bian Ji was indeed quite capable to be able to become a disciple of Mahayana Buddhism.

The fact that he can endure his temper alone is something that not everyone can compare to.

As for this person being lustful, that is nothing.

Lust, is lust a problem?

Song Xuan is also lustful, but it does not affect his title of ancestor!

Monk Bian Ji was a man who knew how to measure his distance. After establishing communication with Song Xuan and the others and chatting briefly for a few minutes, he found a reason to say goodbye and leave.

He speaks and acts in the right tone, which does not cause any offence at all.

After he left, Chen Nan asked curiously, "Is this monk really here to make friends?"

"What kind of friend is that!" Song Xuan sneered, "He's just here to pimp!"

"pimp?"

"Yes!" Song Xuan explained, "It means being a gigolo, someone's male concubine! There was an empress in the Buddhist Tang Dynasty who had very high requirements for male concubines. If nothing unexpected happened, this monk Bian Ji was selecting male concubines for the empress."

Chen Nan savored the words Song Xuan said, then laughed and said, "Song Xuan, your words are quite interesting. What about pimping and being a gigolo? Are these the terms used for male concubines in the Wanling World?"

"I guess so!" Song Xuan said with a smile, "Why, are you interested in this?"

"Me?" Chen Nan waved his hands quickly. "Forget about me. My appearance is just okay. I can't compare to you."

“Chen Nan, you are too modest.” Song Xuan said, patted Chen Nan on the shoulder, and praised: “Brother Chen’s physique contains the power of gods and demons. If you are interested in this line of work, you can definitely become the king of ducks in the Wanling World.

Sometimes, the performance is so strong that it is beyond belief. Even the Empress doesn't seem to care too much about appearance."

Chen Nan laughed, "Forget it. I've finally been resurrected, but I don't have the heart to do this. But you, Song Xuan, why do you seem so interested in this?"

What, are you thinking of eating the empress's soft rice?"

In response to Chen Nan's ridicule, Song Xuan chuckled and said, "I have had a bad stomach since I was a child, and the doctor said I can only eat soft rice.

So, I've always been very good at living off others."

Chen Nan was surprised. "No, Song Xuan, you are not kidding, are you? Standing in front of you, I have the illusion of facing the world directly. With your strength, do you still need to live off others?"

"Eat it, why not? It's just that I don't want to eat the free rice of the Empress of Fo Tang."

Song Xuan smiled and said, "I forgot to tell you, I have a Taoist partner. She has now become a national teacher in one of the dynasties of destiny.

I estimate that it won’t be too long before I can become an emperor.

Then, let's experience the feeling of being a gigolo!"

Chen Nan looked confused and turned to look at Victoria Song, "Is your sister-in-law very powerful?"

Victoria Song was silent for a moment, but still replied: "Not weak, but not as strong as my brother. If he wants, he can find a dynasty and establish himself as emperor."

"Then why did he insist on..."

Chen Nan was a little confused at first, but then he seemed to understand, and then he chuckled and said, "I understand. I have to say, Song Xuan is the one who knows how to play!

I'm a little curious, how did you convince your partner to play these tricks with you?"

Song Xuan smiled slightly, "Why are we called Dao companions? It's hard for people with different ideas to walk together to the end!"

Chen Nan seemed to be lost in thought, as if recalling some of his past events from a long time ago.

For a moment, there was a lot of sighing.

"By the way, Chen Nan, what are your plans next?"

He pointed at the misty sky and said, "To put it bluntly, this place is just a massive tomb, unsuitable for permanent residence or cultivation. If you don't plan to ascend directly, how about returning to the Myriad Spirits Continent with us?"

"I won't stop ascending for a while!"

Chen Nan explained, "When I broke through that year, my body was in trouble and it seemed like someone had tampered with my magic power.

So next, I need to calm down for some time, figure out why I suddenly became obsessed back then, and eliminate this hidden danger.

Otherwise, even if I try again, I might still fail!"

Song Xuan nodded and said, "Okay, in that case, let's take a walk here, and then you can go back with us."

On the way, Song Xuan described the situation of the World of Ten Thousand Spirits.

After hearing this, Chen Nan had a rough idea in his mind, "In other words, the ancestors of the seven dynasties of the Wanling World now each possess a national treasure. And these seven treasures once attracted the fight of immortals and demons in the upper realm?

But later, because they couldn't be brought back to the upper realm, these artifacts were left to the representatives of various forces, and thus the Seven Great Fortune Dynasties came into being?"

Song Xuan nodded, "Indeed, for the time being, the seven great ancestors who can mobilize the power of the national treasure are the top existences in the world of all spirits.

With Brother Chen's strength, as long as he doesn't provoke these seven people, he shouldn't have to worry about his own safety."

Chen Nan seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment's silence, he suddenly asked, "Song Xuan, you are the reincarnation of a powerful being. I have always forgotten to ask you, what is your identity in the Wanling World in this life?

With your abilities, you must be at least the ancestor of a large sect, right?"

Song Xuan pondered for a moment and said, "As for me...I'm an official!"

"Be an official?"

"Yes, it's about being an official!" Song Xuan waved his hand and said, "Don't ask why, I simply like being an official!"

Chapter 661 Seize the body!

Why do you like being an official?

Song Xuan couldn't explain it clearly, perhaps it was the obsession he had before traveling through time.

Song Xuan has a deep-seated obsession with organization.

Even though he can now be regarded as an ancestor of the world, deep down he still enjoys taking advantage of the public without doing any work.

The three people and the snake did not leave the Immortal Burial Ground immediately, but wandered around in this foggy secret world, trying their luck to see if they could find some more opportunities.

For Song Xuan, it was a great honor to bring Song Qian here. If he didn't maximize the benefits, then this trip would be in vain.

After walking for more than a thousand miles, they came to a special area that exuded an extremely cold and gloomy atmosphere, as if there was a dark Dead Sea ahead.

Before they stepped in, they heard the sound of fierce fighting. Song Xuan spread his spiritual sense and found that seven or eight great masters were fighting.

It would be more accurate to say that it was seven people beating up one person rather than a melee.

Song Xuan observed it for a while and roughly understood the reason.

These people are fighting for a magical weapon.

It was a broken sword, looking rusty and its dried blood exuding the breath of death. Although it was imperfect, the power it could unleash was extremely terrifying.

The old Mahayana monk holding the broken sword fought against seven people alone. Not only did he not show any sign of defeat, he even had a slight advantage. This shows how terrifying this sword is.

"This magic treasure is pretty good!" Chen Nan exclaimed.

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Brother Chen, are you interested? If you are interested, then I won't use this sword!"

Chen Nan shook his head. "The Broken Sword is good, but it's not suitable for me. I still prefer using a knife."

At this moment, Victoria Song spoke. She stepped forward and said as she walked, "This thing and I are destined to be together. I feel that an opportunity is waiting for me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was like a ray of purple light that streaked across the sky and rushed into the battlefield in an instant.

But whether it was because the opportunity had arrived or because her sudden appearance triggered some kind of restriction, time and space in the battlefield where the battle was originally taking place froze in an instant.

A beam of teleporting light enveloped Song Qian, and the two Mahayana monsters who were fighting around her were also covered by the light.

hum~

The light disappeared in a flash, and the figures of Victoria Song and the two great Mahayana monsters also disappeared.

Song Xuan's expression changed.

If Song Qian had only triggered the teleportation ban, he would not be worried. With Song Erni's great luck, it would be difficult for danger to befall her.

But what made Song Xuan nervous was that at the moment the teleporting light dissipated, a blurry shadow suddenly merged into the teleporting light. The speed was so fast that even Song Xuan could not see it clearly.

Song Xuan didn't know how strong the other party was, but he was definitely a tough character. He didn't know whether Song Erni could handle it.

The moment the teleportation beam dissipated, Song Xuan's figure appeared directly at the place where Song Qian disappeared. His soul began to deduce rapidly, but could not figure out any clues.

This place of burying immortals is a special secret world for burying immortals and gods. It is full of weirdness and has too many secrets. Even Song Xuan now cannot do whatever he wants.

"Teleported away?"

Originally on the battlefield, several old monsters in the Mahayana stage who were fighting for the broken sword, after regaining their mobility, scattered in all directions and looked around vigilantly.

The old man holding the broken sword disappeared in the teleportation light just now. Coupled with Song Xuan's sudden appearance, everyone was extremely vigilant and looked around with fear.

For a moment, no one made another move.

They were waiting, wanting to see if the teleportation light would come again, or, waiting to see if the person who had just been teleported away would be teleported back.

......

In a tomb palace with many exits, three figures were lying inside the palace, seemingly in a coma.

Song Qian was lying on the lid of a coffin. Under the lid was a huge coffin. There were bursts of golden halo, which faintly seeped out through the gaps in the coffin and penetrated into Song Qian's body little by little.

If Song Xuan were here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that this golden halo is immortal power!

There is no doubt that what is stored in the coffin may be extremely rich immortal power.

Victoria Song had not woken up yet, but the two people lying on the floor of the palace woke up almost at the same time. The moment they opened their eyes, they each maintained a fighting stance and stared at each other.