Chapter 729 The Return of the Gods 13
I don’t know how many dimensions 000 has been to, but he always has some rare and strange things on him.
This black robe is one of them. It not only can block the wind, but also acts as armor. Ordinary swords and knives cannot pierce the fabric of the clothes.
As the incarnation of the system, he only needs to think of cleaning the clothes in his mind, and the clothes will always be as clean as new. Therefore, he has worn this clothes for many years.
But now, there were two neat rows of small holes on the left shoulder of the robe, and cold wind was blowing in. The clothes were damaged and all their functions disappeared.
You can't think about this kind of thing too much. The more you think about it, the more painful it will be. 001 gritted his teeth, took off his black robe, and changed into a newly bought black cloth.
After all, it was a treasure, and he was reluctant to throw it away. But now he had no storage space and no ability to repair it, so carrying the clothes with him became a burden.
After taking a look at the statue high above, 001 had an idea in his mind.
"After all, we've known each other for a while, so I'll just give you a parting gift."
He placed the clean clothes in front of the statue, said no more, found a comfortable position leaning against the statue, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The second day.
001 packed his bags and left the dungeon.
………
After the incident of praying to the gods, Quan Jiu became famous.
The masters and young masters of the major hidden sects would visit from time to time. Fortunately, her original body was a quiet and beautiful ice beauty, so she didn't have to smile.
After seeing off group of guests, Quan Jiu didn't even have time to drink a sip of water before he was called over by Wan Chaolin.
"Luan'er, now that you are a core member of the temple, there are some things that I will not hide from you."
Quan Jiu stood tall and straight, listening quietly.
Wan Chaolin: "Do you know why I personally received those people just now?"
The people he was talking about all came from secluded families.
Quan Jiu pondered for a moment: "Their spiritual power is much stronger than that of people from ordinary sects."
"That's right."
Wan Chaolin gave her an appreciative look.
"Those sects that seem prestigious in the secular world are actually mediocre in strength. Our temple never looks down upon them. They only have the chance to curry favor with us."
"But this hidden family is exactly the opposite. They keep a low profile, and only a handful of people in the human world know of their existence. The disciples of this hidden family are all masters at the Nascent Soul stage or above."
Quan Jiu nodded: "Master, do you want me to build good relationships with them?"
"Yes, but it's more than that."
Wan Chaolin's expression gradually became serious.
"Luan'er, you are still young. I wanted to tell you these things when you grow up, but now the monster in the Black Wind Valley is waking up for longer and longer periods of time. After only seven days, it has begun to break the seal again."
There was a hint of worry between his brows. When this monster was first sealed, it might not awaken for hundreds of years. They were responsible for guarding the Black Wind Valley and only needed to patrol occasionally.
"In the past two years, the monster has been waking up more and more frequently. It even became agitated several times and nearly broke the seal."
Quan Jiu had long wanted to know about the Black Wind Valley, but due to her status, she had never been able to ask more. Now that Wan Chaolin had taken the initiative to tell her everything, there was no reason for her not to get to the bottom of it.
"Master, who is imprisoned in this Black Wind Valley? Why are you and your uncles so wary?"
Wan Chaolin lowered his eyes, a trace of vicissitudes of life in his eyes:
"...The identity of this monster cannot be revealed for the time being. In half a month, the Temple and the Hidden Family will hold a banquet regarding the Black Wind Valley incident. You and your master will attend then, and the answer will naturally come."
Quan Jiu agreed immediately. Wan Chaolin suddenly remembered something and turned around to look at her.
"By the way, the Palace Master has heard about the God's Prayer Day and thinks highly of you. He plans to train you specially. Luan'er, you don't have to stay in the Temple anymore. Go to the Spirit Spring in the back mountain to practice."
Wan Chaolin gave her a key.
"Practicing in the spiritual spring will achieve twice the result with half the effort. This key can open the barrier in the back mountain. Keep it well and don't lose it. Practice well and don't let the Palace Master down."
Looking at the key, a hint of envy flashed in Wan Chaolin's eyes.
The back mountain is a Feng Shui treasure land, and the spiritual spring is the essence of the treasure land, integrating the essence of heaven and earth.
Since the temple was first built, this Feng Shui treasure land has been occupied by the temple master and has become his exclusive property.
It’s not that the others weren’t jealous, but no one had the ability to snatch things from the Palace Master, so they could only watch helplessly.
There are six great elders in their temple, and no one has ever entered the barrier in the back mountain. Chen Luan has won such an honor at such a young age, and these old guys are very jealous.
Although he was envious, he was not jealous. After all, Chen Luan was his apprentice, and they would both prosper together. If she became powerful, he, as their master, would also be honored. Wan Chaolin only hoped that she would not disappoint the Palace Master's high hopes.
………
Quan Jiu took the key and went to the back mountain.
As soon as the key touched the barrier, the transparent barrier covering the back mountain disappeared like a burst soap bubble with a slight poke.
Fresh air blows in my face.
She took two steps forward and entered the barrier. When she looked back again, the barrier that had disappeared had closed again quietly.
She raised her eyebrows in curiosity, put the key away, and walked up the mountain.
Halfway up the mountain, she finally saw a small house.
There was no one in the wooden house. There was a bedroom and a kitchen. Three peach trees were planted at the door. When the wind blew gently, pink petals fell all over the ground.
Quan Jiu stared at the falling petals, her expression stunned, and suddenly she remembered the scene she saw on the day of prayer to God.
A man in a white robe stood under a peach tree, his amber eyes as clear as water...
"Is it really such a coincidence?"
She looked around. The back mountain was still the same as before, with lush vegetation, which was quite consistent with what she saw that day.
Quan Jiu's doubts deepened.
Out of caution, she patrolled the mountain, but she did not see any other people on the mountain.
Quan Jiu was a little confused now: "Is it really a coincidence?"
She entered the bedroom, where there was a gray-blue quilt that exuded the fragrance of soapberries, and it was obvious that it was a freshly washed quilt.
The house was clean and spacious, with a sense of desolation and no signs of life.
Only then did Quan Jiu feel at ease to stay.
………
Mountain top.
Inside another barrier.
"Master, you can let her come to the mountainside to soak in the spiritual spring every day. Why do you want to give her your cabin?"
He hid himself on the top of the mountain.
Xiao Jue didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence.
The white-robed man's eyes appeared a light amber in the sunlight:
"trouble."
Xiaojue: “???”
He was even more confused.
Running around is causing trouble for Miss Chen Luan, and it is none of your business. Why do you want to move?
You should know that this wooden house is close to the spiritual spring and has rich spiritual energy, which is much better than the top of the mountain.
...dividing line...
Brother Baipao is not the male protagonist, but the first old friend Jiujiu meets when she returns to this world.
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