I live forever in the fairy world

Chapter 37
Another three years, that is, eight years of co-ruling, Qin Yuan has been in this world for 21 years, and this year, Qin Yuan is 41 years old.

body check.

The Daotai (where the divine sense is located) has changed from a large pool of water to a half fish pond.

The completion of the gold film has changed from 70.00% to [-]%.

The sea of ​​gas develops vertically and becomes the size of a coal mountain.

The five-bird killing technique is close to Dzogchen.

Domineering swordsmanship has reached great success.

Mana increased from 70 to 100 years.

"I, Qin Yuan, can achieve today's achievements all because of myself"

Qin Yuan said proudly.

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

After a while.

Qin Yuan appeared in front of a bronze mirror.

In fact, he can do without a mirror, but life requires a sense of ritual, especially for an immortal like him.

"old"

Qin Yuan is like Yin Zhong who has lived for 500 years, his hair, beard, and eyebrows are constantly turning white and growing in the strong wind caused by the vibration of the Qi machine.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Qin Yuan seemed to be a hundred years old.

It seems that the next moment will die.

Soon, Qin Yuan retreated to about 40 years old.

Still a handsome guy.

Sure enough, handsome is a lifetime thing.

Chen Shizheng.

Qin Yuan came to the quiet and harmonious Zuo Shiyuan, and amidst the active greetings of countless juniors, he came to the residence of the head of the academy.

Reach out and knock on the door.

"bang bang bang"

"Come in"

Qin Yuan walked in.

The old superior Yang Huchan was sitting behind the chair.

Now, this old man is as good as he used to be.

After Wei Ting was gone, he hugged Duan Hu's thigh again.

It can be described as a tumbler in the officialdom.

"Yuanda, you came just in time. I advise your nephew to stop doing stupid things. If I hadn't defended him in front of General Duan, he would have died."

Yang Huchan said with a headache.

"The manager is bothered"

Qin Yuan said with an apologetic face.

What's going on here.

In the past few years, Duan Hu and Feng Gou have created more and more monsters, which caused the people in the north to complain.

Many people of insight stood up and called on everyone to overthrow the rule of Duan Hu and Feng Gou.

In the past few months, his good nephew, Shao Pingping, has been dancing the most.

He kept writing articles on the tabloids and posting posts scolding Duan Hu and Feng Gou, and went to the gate of the ruling yamen to scold Duan Hu and Feng Gou in front of them.

Now it has been locked in a dark sky prison.

"Don't worry, the editor-in-chief, I will solve this matter"

Qin Yuan was about to leave when Yang Huchan suddenly asked, "Yuanda, your cultivation level hasn't reached the ninth rank yet?"

"no"

Qin Yuan shook his head.

A rank-[-] warrior who does not take shortcuts and achieves one step at a time is still the focus of all parties even now.

Only when his brain is pumped will he show the cultivation base of the ninth rank.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Yang Huchan's eyes.

Duan Hu and Feng Gou have been looking for a rank nine martial artist who has never practiced Wu Qin Xi Tu.

Very urgent look.

If he can find it, he will definitely win the favor of both of them.

Everyone said he was a tumbler in the officialdom.

Actually that's it.

If you don't do a good job, you will be kicked aside.

After leaving the Zuo History Academy, Qin Yuan jumped onto the third-generation beloved little donkey.

The first generation died of old age three years ago and was buried under the peach tree.

The second generation was struck by lightning on a rainy day last year, and it turned into mature donkey meat on the spot. He ate three bowls with tears in his eyes.

Came to the dungeon, which was not as clean as ever.

Qin Yuan went in without even handing in the voucher.

I have been in and out for more than 20 years, and everyone in the prison does not know Qin Shiji.

Some of the leaders didn't get the benefits of Qin Yuan.

Qin Yuan originally planned to find an opportunity to fake death in a few days, change to another trumpet and come back to continue the hustle, but now he hesitates.

This kind of network accumulated over the years has solved too many troubles virtually.

Do it again, it will probably be annoying to death.

Not long after, Qin Yuan appeared outside a relatively clean cell.

Qin Yuan, who had been blocking his breath all the time, sniffed with his spiritually sealed nose, and could still smell a urine smell.

Alas, it is an ancient prison cell after all.

The requirements cannot be too high.

Look in.

Shao Pingping sat against the wall on the crumbling wooden bed, wearing rusty handcuffs and shackles, without any injuries on her body.

Obviously, the people in the sky prison gave Qin Yuan face.

Otherwise, at least it is a hundred killing power sticks.

With Shao Pingping's small physique, even if she didn't die, she would have to lose half her life.

"Ping Ping"

Qin Yuan shouted.

Hearing someone calling her, she was still very familiar. Shao Pingping turned her head and saw that it was Qin Yuan, with an undisguised admiration on her face: "Uncle Qin, you are here!"

"The stinky boy has caused such a big disaster, and he still acts like a normal person."

After getting along for so many years, Qin Yuan has already regarded Shao Pingping as his half son.

The other half son is Li Shoumin.

But that kid doesn't need Qin Yuan to worry.

"It's done anyway." Shao Pingping looked calm.

Calm is a bit unlike the reaction he should have at his age.

"This kind of thing is out of your control"

One word from Qin Yuan made Shao Pingping excited.

"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. In today's world, demons dance wildly, and everyone lives without ghosts or ghosts. If you don't stand up, and I don't stand up, there is no hope."

There are three kinds of people in this world, one is wise, the other is fool, and the other is willing to be fool.

The third type of people is the most precious, but also the most hopeless.

At this time, the jailer opened the cell, put down the table and chairs, and wiped them thoughtfully.

Qin Yuan followed the procedure, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and started to ask.

"First question, are there any people from the south supporting you?"

"no"

Shao Pingping answered very simply.

His eyes are also very clear.

Either he has mastered the art of lying, or he is telling the truth.

Qin Yuan tends to the latter.

"Second question, do you have any?"

"Uncle Qin" Shao Pingping interrupted Qin Yuan's questioning: "I also have no party, I oppose Duan Hu and Feng Gou, two monsters who cannibalize people and don't spit out their bones, and I want to call on everyone to get rid of these two great scourges. "

This kid is more kind than his father.

He is also more kind than his uncle.

"Think clearly, you are still young, if you take this step, there will be no way back."

Qin Yuan tried to persuade him again.

Just like persuading Lin Yidong back then.

"Uncle Qin, I've made up my mind, don't persuade me any more."

Shao Pingping said firmly.

Then, he turned his back to Qin Yuan.

Brat, you can turn your face faster than a book.

In view of his heroic and youthful spirit, Qin Yuan did not take offense.

"What about drinking and eating meat? You don't want it, I will enjoy it alone. They are all good things, and you can't eat them in the cell."

Qin Yuan took out a large bag of cooked donkey meat and 50-year-old Moutai as if by magic.

There is also Moutai in this world, but it is not well known in the capital.

As for why it was donkey meat, not beef, duck, or chicken.

This is because Qin Yuan became addicted to donkey meat after eating it last time.

"this is okay"

Shao Pingping immediately returned to the table.

With a quick movement of the left hand and the right hand, he started to eat.

At this time, Shao Pingping was no different from an ordinary young man.

(End of this chapter)