Qi Wenyao, who had just emerged from the trauma of drinking excrement, exclaimed, "Yay!!!"
Sheng Ning watched him cover his mouth and run away, and quickly told her senior brother to chase after him. This was not the Qi family, and if he got lost, they would have to go through a lot of trouble to find him.
After she saw Yu Ye run far away, she turned back to look at the empty space beside her.
"Master Kongwu, it's been a long time."
"Benefactor Sheng, it's been a long time."
Kongwu was still wearing the same kasaya, holding a relic in his hand, his blood-red eyes half-closed, and a smile of compassion for the world playing on his lips.
Sheng Ning had noticed him entering the City of Bliss early on, so she wasn't surprised to see him here.
She looked Kong Wu up and down, and said, "Master Kong Wu, are you also here to ask for the elixir of restoring flesh to bones?"
If a miraculous medicine capable of regenerating flesh from withered bones were available on the market, it would certainly be worth the frenzy of people scrambling to buy it.
After all, if you eat this stuff, as long as the soul of the person you're thinking of is still alive, you can revive them.
Kongwu shook his head. "This humble monk has come to see Benefactor Sheng."
Sheng Ning frowned, pointed to herself, and said, "What do you want from me? Do you need a totem too?"
The reason a monk would break his vows and come to a place like this is because he is looking for himself.
Sheng Ning felt that he did not yet have such great abilities.
However, if the other party is here for the totem, then things are easier to handle.
After all, who wouldn't want to be a savior?
Except for her.
Kongwu shook his head again, adopting an air of unrevealing heavenly secrets, saying, "The Buddha said, it cannot be spoken."
Sheng Ning pursed her lips. She subconsciously turned her head to look behind her and saw that Yu, who had gone to find Qi Wenyao, had not returned. She silently breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank goodness my fourth senior brother wasn't here, otherwise..."
Sheng Ning stopped speaking halfway through her sentence.
Kong Wu slightly raised his eyes to meet hers. "Otherwise?"
Sheng Ning smiled and said, "The Buddha said, it cannot be spoken."
Emptiness, realizing he'd been tricked: ...
Having already fed Qi Wenyao the first bowl of Chinese medicine in the cultivation world, Sheng Ning, who was just waiting to see the effects after leaving the God of Slaughter Palace, pointed to a pavilion not far away.
"Since Elder Kongwu said he came for me, shall we go together?"
Seeing the other party nod, Sheng Ning took the lead and walked towards the pavilion.
The attic doesn't look big from a distance, but upon closer inspection, you'll find that it's cylindrical in shape.
There was only one door, and it was tightly closed, giving people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.
Sheng Ning and the others waited at the door until Yu Ye and Guan Yunchuan helped Qi Wenyao back before pushing the door open and entering.
The moment the group of eight entered the attic, they heard a heavy slam of a door closing behind them.
All eight people turned their heads at the same time. Guan Yunchuan, who was closest to the door, pushed the door and said in a deep voice, "The door is locked."
"It's so dark."
As soon as Yu Ye stepped through the door, he was so startled by the pitch-black darkness that he stood frozen in place.
The cultivators have excellent eyesight; they can see even in dim light.
However, their spiritual power is currently suppressed, and they have just entered the dark attic from a bright place, which is why they cannot see anything.
Until a ray of light appeared before their eyes.
Sheng Ning held a luminous pearl in her hand, illuminating the entire attic.
"Junior Sister, where did you get this luminous pearl from?" Lu Qing'an asked in confusion.
Sheng Ning always acted with them. The luminous pearl was different from the merman's oil lamp. Where did she get this pearl from?
Playing with the beads in her hand, Sheng Ning coughed lightly and said, "I picked them up on the street in Bliss City."
That was very rude of her to do that, so she placed two high-grade spirit stones on the shelf where the luminous pearl was displayed.
Lu Qingan fell silent instantly. "Junior Sister, you're quite forward-thinking."
If his junior sister hadn't been unaware that her spiritual power would be suppressed upon entering the God-Slaying Palace, he would have suspected that she had been here before.
Sheng Ning has never been to the Palace of Slaughtering Gods.
But I've seen it.
She had flipped through two pages of the section about the God-Slaying Palace in the original novel. It described how Shi Yueyao, who had already entered the Nascent Soul Realm, came to search for treasure with the sycophants she had just recruited from the Northern Region.
Unfortunately, she didn't look closely, otherwise she wouldn't have been stigmatized as a "shit refiner".
With a luminous pearl, the path ahead can be illuminated.
Sheng Ning, however, did not intend to move forward.
She handed the luminous pearl to Su Daiyuan, and then a Gatling gun appeared in her hand.
Later, Guan Yunchuan forged the Gatling gun into a superior spiritual weapon. Now, in the God Slaughtering Palace, even the best superior spiritual weapon will become useless if the owner has no spiritual power.
The Gatling gun in Sheng Ning's hands was different.
She was holding a Gatling gun and pointing it at the door frame of the attic door.
Qi Wenyao stood beside Su Daiyuan and asked him, "Fellow Daoist Sheng, what are you doing? Starting a fire?"
He had never seen a Gatling gun, only a laser cannon.
The first time I witnessed the power of a Gatling gun was when Sheng Ning took it out and started shooting at firewood while he was making medicine for him.
Therefore, in his view, the dark weapon that Sheng Ning was holding was for starting a fire.
However, using such a large weapon for ignition is really a waste.
Su Daiyuan smiled and said, "Junior Sister wants to break down the door."
Because of the laser cannons, they haven't used the Gatling gun for a long time.
For a moment, Lu Qingan and his group were also itching to try their hand at it.
They each picked up a Gatling gun and stood in a row with Sheng Ning.
The five students exchanged smiles, then raised their Gatling guns and fired a burst of shots at the attic door.
"Holy crap! What kind of weapon is this? If these things were shot at me, I definitely wouldn't be able to dodge them."
The Gatling gun's rate of fire was too fast, and with bullets firing in rapid succession, Qi Wenyao, who prided himself on being a sword cultivator at the fifth level of the Fusion Realm, found it difficult to find an opponent.
If Sheng Ning and the others were to simultaneously fire Gatling guns at him, he might not be able to dodge them.
"It's a Gatling gun."
A pure and ethereal voice rang in my ears.
Qi Wenyao belatedly realized what was happening and shuddered in fright, "Holy crap, where did this monk come from?"
Despite his rudeness, Kongwu showed no sign of shame or anger.
He put his hands together, chanted a Buddhist prayer, and then spoke in a low voice, "This humble monk is Kongwu, greetings to the young master of the Qi family."
Su Daiyuan also spoke up at this moment, "This Master Kongwu is our... old friend."
Junior Sister still has a white tiger and a giant python in her spiritual space.
Although the two spirit beasts didn't do much to protect their junior sister, they still showed that Kong Wu cared for her deeply.
Thinking of this, the smile on Su Daiyuan's lips suddenly faded.
He looked up at the empty space, a complex expression appearing in his eyes.
Kong Wugang looked up and saw the complex expression in his eyes.
The already handsome monk made a rather cute gesture in front of others for the first time.
He tilted his head, a look of confusion in his red eyes. "Benefactor Su, what's wrong?"
Looking at the purity in his bloodshot eyes, Su Daiyuan thought to himself that he had misunderstood.
After all, Kongwu has been a monk for so many years, and he has long since memorized the precepts and rules. How could he possibly have any wicked thoughts about his junior sister?
He coughed lightly, said it was nothing, and then turned his gaze to Sheng Ning and the others.
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