surnamed Wang

Chapter 709
When Wang Gangquan walked out of the hall, someone was already waiting outside.

Under the setting sun, a woman stood there with a peaceful expression. She hadn't seen her for 300 years, and the years finally left a mark on her face.

Women's aptitude is not high, if Wang Gangquan hadn't forcibly poured spiritual power, I'm afraid she wouldn't even be able to reach the Golden Core. 300 years ago, she was at the peak of Foundation Establishment, and now she has only reached the late stage of Golden Core.

Seeing the other party, the woman smiled sweetly and said, "Are you back?"

This moment seems to go back to 300 years ago, when the two met for the first time in the palace... The woman's name is Qiao Qiao, the former Princess Tian.

Wang Gangquan was like a cat caught stealing, a little at a loss:

"I just came back, and it's important to find the head."

The woman nodded, as always, she was reasonable and asked, "How long do you plan to stay?"

"It shouldn't be long. I will go to Sanxian Island to take up a post in a few days."

Qiao Qiao's face was as usual, but her eyes could not help showing sadness. The man had been missing for a long time. She learned a lot about him from other people. The disciple of the Immortal Emperor, who had repeatedly accomplished extraordinary feats, and fought against the Emperor Yang outside the territory, the woman did not have the slightest doubt ——In her heart, he is omnipotent.

"I'm sorry, I passed the tribulation without waiting for you to come back." The woman suddenly lowered her eyes.

Wang Gangquan was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect the other party to remember this, he shook his head and said:

"After crossing the catastrophe, there is nothing wrong with being able to live a few hundred years longer and improve your cultivation."

After speaking, he took out a wooden box from the storage bag, handed it over and said:

"It contains some pills I made, which are helpful for cultivation."

He really thought that the other party was worrying about his practice.

The woman has always been gentle, and she didn't get awkward because the man would make a mistake. She took the box and opened it gently.

The texture of the wooden box is peach wood. It has just been made, and it still has a fresh woody fragrance. The corners are specially polished so that it does not hurt your hands.

There is a wooden comb in the box, the wood has a delicate fragrance, and it is heavy in the hand, it is a high-quality gloomy wood.

The woman took out the comb and said, "Is this helpful for cultivation?"

Wang Gingquan twitched when he saw this, he took it wrong.

How clever the woman was, she handed the comb back again, "Is it for Fairy Yan Hong?"

Wang Gangquan shook his head and said;
"No, I bought a batch of goods when I left Beijing. I wanted to go out and set up a stall to sell them, but I caught up with the war between the two worlds. It took 300 years to go away. Most of the clothes and jewelry are rotten. They are gloomy and wooden, so there is no Affected.

I thought I couldn't do business, so I simply made a few boxes and packed them up, intending to give them to people I know. "

In order to verify his statement, Wang Gingquan opened the storage bag, and poured out a large pile of wooden boxes, ranging from long to flat to square.

After searching for a long time, he finally found a similar one, handed it over and said, "This is the right one."

Seeing this scene, Qiao Qiao's originally depressed mood inexplicably improved a bit. No matter how well educated a woman is, she will inevitably feel jealous in her heart.

She took the wooden box and opened it, and there were ten pills neatly arranged inside, ranging in color from light to dark, and the usage and dosage were carefully marked inside the box.

Wang Gangquan explained:

"There is a place in Yangcang Realm called Spirit Gate. It is rumored that the Holy Spirit lives in the Spirit Gate, but all the monks who have been there will be blessed by the Holy Spirit, and their roots will improve a lot. On the basis of the original Xisui Pill, I added the lake water of the Holy Spirit Realm, The effect is several times higher than before.”

At first, he thought that the lake in the Holy Spirit Realm was undrinkable, until one time when he went out, he accidentally saw a small animal with big ears drinking water by the lake, and the small animal jumped into the tall grass and disappeared when it heard the sound.

Wang Gangquan stepped forward curiously, and saw a shallow dent on the flat lake. He scooped up a spoonful of lake water. It was crystal clear like jelly, sweet in the mouth, and had a very high content of aura.

Since then, he began to discover the different uses of the lake water, almost to the point of extravagance, even using it for bathing and watering the ground, the effect is also very remarkable, the skin is much smoother and more delicate, and the fairy grass that takes decades to grow can be formed in a few years.

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The woman put away the comb and the elixir, and asked, "Do you want to go to the east side of the mountain?"

Wang Gingquan, who was still smiling at first, suppressed his smile, and nodded solemnly.

When the two reached the east side of the mountainside, the sunset had completely set, and the sky was illuminated by stars. A yellow-green band of light appeared above the entire Lingyun Sect, like a tulle blown by the wind. It had a different shape every day. In Jiuyuan, This view is called "Aurora".

Wang Gangquan was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery. There were numerous tombstones erected in front of him, all of them were monks who died in the battle between the two worlds of the Lingyun Sect.

Wang Gangquan walked slowly towards the center of the cemetery, carefully looking at the names on every tombstone he passed by, and when he met someone he knew, he stopped and stood for a moment, thinking about the person's appearance in this world.

He stopped and walked all the way until he came to a white jade tombstone, where he stood for a long time.

The owner of the tomb died in the last battle. Wang Gangquan took her to the battlefield, but failed to bring her back alive.

He squatted down and carefully cleaned the surrounding weeds. The word "姖绿" on the tombstone always hurt his eyes. After he was captured by the Nether Empress, this silly girl ran to the northern battlefield to find someone. The enemy is coming.

That battle was the most tragic battle among the four major battlefields. The commander of Lingyunzong killed Wu Beiyao, the deputy commander Shen Xiao disappeared, the master of the sword hall Nan Fengao lost an arm, Pu Wen and Jin Guang were seriously injured , the green fell...

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Dynasty, the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice in the capital, a young man with blood on his ass was thrown on the ground.

"What kind of hard bone am I? I'll be dizzy after two sticks." The jailer cursed with a smile, turned and left.

After a long while, the young man woke up slowly, no longer the arrogance of yesterday, he offended the three evils of the capital once, and it is a miracle that he survived to this day.

When he was arrested by Jing Huwei the day before, he checked the household register for a long time, but he couldn't find out where this young man named Wang Yijing came from. On the big sentence.

Clamps, boards, leather whips, fire urns... I used all the instruments of torture that could be named. This guy didn't even break his skin, and the officials were not stupid. Dog blood, but before it was poured out, the bucket was inexplicably buckled on his head.

Seeing such evil, the Criminal Ministry had no choice but to imprison him temporarily, and it would not be too late to deal with him when the real Qin Tianjian was invited to break the spell the next day.

But I didn't expect that just after one night, this guy became like paper. After a few sticks, no fart came out, but he was already passed out.

Although this kind of thing is rare, it is not impossible.

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300 years ago, when the empress Wanyue was in power, there was a flower picker in the capital, who harmed the girls of four or five families in one night, causing a commotion.

There will always be a bunch of gray and yellow hair left at the scene of the crime, and the victim does not remember what happened at all, so some people speculate that the mountain ground squirrel became a sperm, killed a handsome passing scholar, and put on human skin and clothes to confuse the young woman. It has a nose and an eye.

There is even a kind of heartbreaking speech among them, saying that if a woman proclaims to be the emperor, she will suffer disaster, the country will perish, and evildoers will run rampant.

Things became more and more evil. Dead birds and rats appeared in front of many people's houses in central Beijing. Time panicked.

The government and the Beijing guards sent a large number of people to block all streets and alleys after the curfew, but girls were still killed every day, and the perpetrators gradually changed from picking flowers to killing people. There were often two small bite marks on the neck of the deceased, which were cut precisely Without the tracheal blood, the other party seems to be a weasel that penetrates all holes.

The empress was devastated, so she naturally didn't believe that there would be any monsters in the capital, but if the murderer couldn't be caught, someone with a heart would make a fuss about it, and the whole country would be affected.

Really helpless, she went to the Sword God Temple to burn a stick of incense in person, and sincerely prayed to the Sword God to protect the safety of the people.

Early the next morning, there was an ugly man tied up in front of Shuntian government office.

The man had a yellow talisman on each side of his waist, and a dry weasel tail in his arms, but most of the hair had been plucked bald.

The magistrate of Shuntian was not a fool, so he guessed the identity of the other party. Before he could use the severe punishment, the man confessed that he was the flower picker who caused a lot of trouble in the city.

He started practicing sorcery at the age of 20, and achieved a little success in his [-]s. The two talismans around his waist can disturb people's sight. The boudoir in the capital is allowed to come in and out, it is the empress' dragon couch, and he can go there whenever he wants.

In order to confuse the public, every time he commits a crime, he will deliberately leave weasel hairs, and find some sparrows and mice and throw them at other people's doors.

The criminal made a confession, and the empress personally ordered the execution to be executed within a few days. The executioner chopped off with a broad steel knife, and the head fell to the ground, but there was no blood.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the condemned prisoner calmly picked up his head and pushed it back.

This scene shocked everyone. Seeing that it was almost three o'clock in the noon, if the demon could not be beheaded, the beheading officer would also be unlucky. Just when he was so anxious that his brow was sweating, Qin Tianjian sent a talisman, and the talisman was pasted On the steel knife, all demonic spells can be solved easily.

Seeing the talisman paper, the demon was no longer as confident as before, he didn't know where the strength came from, and he snapped the rope on his body with a "snap", pinched a spell in his hand, said "sickness" softly in his mouth, and the wind was blowing under his feet, Stepping on the heads of the onlookers and flying out.

He made up his mind that if he could escape this time, he must go to the palace to taste the empress.

But the next moment, a fairy sword flew from the sky, and with a light sweep, his head flew out, blood sprayed all over the ground, this time he couldn't survive again.

People died and everything was wiped out, but in the next few months, many high-ranking officials were demoted out of Beijing, and the most serious one was exiled for three thousand miles with his family.

No one knows the reason, but since then, no one dared to use natural disasters and man-made disasters as the empress's article.

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(End of this chapter)