Chapter 489 Pillow Wind

Qiu Wuji looked at Chu Ge's manuscript and felt a little jealous: "Hey."

Chugo: “Huh?”

"You didn't even give me the Northern True Martial Emperor Scripture."

"Huh?" Chu Ge didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Isn't this just a formality? What's the difference between giving a scripture and using other engravings to gain enlightenment? You are still heading straight for the path of Zhenwu, without any obstacles at all."

"Humph." Qiu Wuji pouted: "I used to be better than Xiao Huomiao, but now we are on par with each other, right?"

Chu Ge: “Emmmm…”

Qiu Wuji cried, "Fortunately he is not a woman…"

Chu Gehan was so angry that tears were streaming down his face: "That whimpering Qiuqiu is playing with Zhu Mengmeng, you should be cooler..."

Qiu Wuji grabbed Chu Ge's ear and pulled it up: "I've never heard of such a request."

“Hey, hey, hey, stop, stop.” Chu Ge bared his teeth. “Giving the cheat is just an appearance. What we really need is to find the mystery of the fall of Xuanwu Zhuque. What’s the big deal about giving Xiao Huomiao a little sweetness? Besides, who is Qiu Wuji? Are you afraid of him if you give the enemy an equal skill? Won’t he be killed by the sword anyway!”

Qiu Wuji: "I guess what you said makes sense. Wait, where are you touching?"

Chu Ge looked straight ahead, and moved the Zhenwu Pig silently with his hands.

Qiu Wuji was both angry and amused: "Not typing anymore?"

"Little Flame's subsequent actions are additional plots that cannot be written in the book..." Chu Ge said, "Originally, you also had to look for Xuanwu's plot, but even though we don't know the details of Xuanwu's situation at the time, it doesn't matter. After all, people are already in the Arctic Ocean. It doesn't matter whether we look for it or not. If you want to know the details, you can just ask directly."

"Hmm..." Qiu Wuji said, "In fact, my real body has also been here looking for the so-called mystery of Zhenwu's fall, but I haven't found it for a while. The palace is too big, and there are many secrets that I haven't explored."

"Yes. So I'm counting on Little Flame to find detailed information about Suzaku. Since Suzaku has the legacy of rule evolution, it must also have the legacy of the strong will before death. Little Flame knows what I mean. He will go and look for it, but it probably won't be that fast. Give him a few days to see."

Qiu Wuji said: "He is so immersed in the scriptures that he can't even think about what you want to do. A cultivator who enters this state of practice cannot come out for a year or two. You expect him to do it in one night!"

It's really pillow talk.

Yan Qianlie was immersed in the Southern Pole Immortal Emperor Scripture. Just as he was intoxicated, he heard the angry voice of Father Tiandao from the depths of his sea of consciousness: "Hey!"

Yan Qianlie shuddered: "Ah?"

"Are the sutras very interesting? Do you want me to give you a few copies of the Diamond Sutra and the Lotus Sutra to cultivate your sentiments?"

Yan Qianlie blinked his eyes. This smell...

"Ahem." Chu Ge coughed twice, trying to make the topic less obvious: "A bunch of your newly recruited subordinates are still standing outside the swamp. Is it appropriate for you to hide in there alone for a year or two without settling them down? Get down to business first."

Yan Qianlie tasted the flavor.

What's the point of disciplining those people? In the eyes of Heaven, the important thing is to find Suzaku.

Yan Qianlie left the Jade Coffin Sutra with a smile on his face: "Okay, okay, I'll get down to business. Don't worry, it will take a day or two to explore the secrets - although you deliberately made this area very small, it probably won't be too simple."

"Oh, you already know why I made you so small. You've grown up, little flame."

"Of course. The headquarters of the Heavenly Devil Cult is just a small tomb a hundred miles in a swamp? My Heavenly Father God can't be so small."

Chu Ge: "Fuck. Go find it yourself, of course it can't be that small!"

The Voice of Heaven disappeared as if escaping for its life.

Should I go to Bhu and ask, what does it feel like to be mocked for being short by the characters I write?

By the way, how did Xiao Huo Miao know about the review of "Short and Small"? Did she peek at the book review section when she was out refining the elixir? MMP, she lost her face in the book.

Coming back to his senses, Qiu Wuji looked at him with his eyes slanted, as if smiling.

Chu Ge was furious: "What are you looking at? I am short or not, others can't try it, I can't go fencing with them, don't you know that?"

“Really?” Qiu Wuji approached with a seductive look, actually he had feelings for her: “I had forgotten how big or small Father God is…”

Chu Ge: "...Change into the emperor's robe."

Qiu Wuji bit his lower lip: "You still say you are not a pervert..."

"I'm a pervert."

Having said that, Qiu Wuji still obediently changed into an imperial robe, and the adulterous couple threw away the notebook.

Yan Qianlie closed the main tomb and went out to see a group of subordinates looking anxious. In fact, he felt that Chu Ge's reminder was right. These people were not easy to deal with. If they really practiced in it for a year or two and forgot about them, they would probably tear this place down. It was necessary to let them feel the benefits of opening up the dungeon so that they would have cohesion in the future.

"My fellow men, the poisonous miasma in the swamp has dissipated, and we can fly now. Your skeletons have not been damaged, so you can collect them and enter the mausoleum one by one. The mausoleum is about ten miles in radius. Although it is smaller than the mausoleums of Xuanxian, it is actually large compared to ordinary secret realms, and can accommodate some people to practice. The flames inside are dense, and you need magic weapons to protect yourself when you enter. Those who can bear it can come in and practice, and those who can't bear it can stay outside and work hard. When you have practiced enough, you can come in!"

This class division is too normal in the magic world. Although those with lower cultivation levels sigh, no one has any objections and only blames themselves for their low cultivation levels.

Those who could go in were even more excited. The fire pig asked, "What good things are there in there?"

Yan Qianlie waved his hand and said, "The breath of life inside is extremely rich, which is of great benefit to cultivation. I haven't explored whether there are treasures. Go explore it yourself. Whoever finds it will own it."

There was thunderous cheering: "The Lord lives as long as the sky and shines as bright as the sun!"

Watching a group of people rushing into the path howling like ghosts and wolves, Yan Qianlie sighed inwardly.

In fact, he had some respect for Suzaku. After all, he inherited his cultivation from Suzaku, and he didn't want these misfits to pollute Suzaku's mausoleum. But since they were looking for a secret, of course there was strength in numbers, as it was said that "whoever found it would own it." Once a secret really came to light, how could it be hidden from Yan Qianlie?

The invisible fire is everywhere, you know it.

This path is just too damn small. How long will it take for so many people to get in?

Hey, what's wrong with this statement...

Over there, Qiu Wuji's clone was strolling around the Imperial Mausoleum Garden with Zhu Mengmeng.

After a whole day of hard work, it is now completely dark. The real body and Chu Ge said that they were a couple of adults, but in fact it is time to take a break. You can't work endlessly, people will get tired.

After reaching the highest level of dual cultivation, their lovemaking now serves as both practice and recovery.

So it was so comfortable to play cosplay with my husband on the bed while chatting with my bestie in the garden. Qiuqiu felt that this life was quite happy and not much worse than in the real world.

As a result, as he was walking, his legs went weak and he almost fell into the arms of Zhu Mengmeng beside him.

Zhu Mengmeng: “?”

Qiu Wuji tried to stand up with a red face: "It's okay, it's okay, I just sprained my ankle."

Too much joy leads to sorrow.

How could I forget that two bodies share any feelings!

Chu Ge is really working hard to prove that he is not short!

Zhu Mengmeng looked at her suspiciously. How could a cultivator sprain her foot?

Why does it look like he is twisting his waist instead of spraining his ankle?

"Hmm!" Qiu Wuji let out a moan and fell into Zhu Mengmeng's arms again.

Zhu Mengmeng understood everything and flew into a rage: "It's fine if you guys just feed me dog food, but you even show me live broadcasts in the book, you bastards, go die!"

Qiu Wuji ran away in shame and anger, and directly blamed him: "The bastards are cheating on me again while I'm away, just wait for me!"

"?" Zhu Mengmeng's eyes became circles.

It’s over, Qiuqiu has gone crazy.

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PS: This is a transition chapter, so tiring.

I don't feel like asking for votes this month, there are too few updates. In twenty minutes it will be a new January, please give me a guaranteed monthly vote... I will try to update more in July!

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