Domineering space queen

Chapter 307 Asking Each Other
Daoist Ganoderma lucidum was full of thoughts, and asked: "Fairy, please talk in detail, I want to know if that senior is the teacher of our sect!"

Shutong thought about the old man's tragic situation, and heard the Ganoderma lucidum Taoist say that the ore was the property of Qingfeng Temple. He couldn't help thinking that maybe the person who framed the old man was from Qingfeng Temple.

Shaking his head, he said, "It can't be one of you. When I saw him, his limbs were firmly chained to the rock, and he looked like he was imprisoned. If you were an elder, it would be impossible for him to be trapped in his own land." !"

Taoist Ganoderma lucidum recalled carefully, there was no record of this in the temple, he really didn't know that someone was trapped under his mine.

To be honest, when he took over the Taoist temple, the master just told him that there was a forbidden place in Mang Mountain and told him not to go there lightly, he didn't mention anything else at all!
He also looked through the observation notes after his master died and knew that there was a formation in the forbidden area. Later, Yunyou went to the forbidden area unintentionally and found traces of ore veins, so he arranged for people to enter to mine spirit stones.

An Ansheng had been digging for decades of spiritual stones, but she never expected that people were still locked up in the depths of the mine veins!
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he hurriedly said, "Is that person really dead?"

Shutong nodded, "Dead, only a handful of bones are left!"

Daoist Lingzhi breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, thinking that if the person underground was really a villain suppressed by his seniors, he was confused and let people dig out.

If one accidentally releases someone again, isn't that just asking for death?
It's good to die, don't worry if you die!
The Qingfeng Temple withered, and there were only three or two kittens left. The villains would definitely come to settle accounts when they got out of trouble, and I could only die with this little ability!

After thinking about it, he was worried, and asked, "Fellow Daoist, you know from that mouth that there are immortal cultivators. Could it be that you are really a casual cultivator? Then with your cultivation base, could it be...?"

He looked at Shutong with a strange face, if she really wasn't a descendant of the so-called cultivating family, could it be that she got the benefit of the hundred-year-old monster to have such a fortune!

Suddenly thinking of a possibility, Taoist Lingzhi's eyes lit up, staring at Shutong as if looking at a piece of fat.

Shutong was not afraid at all, looked at him with big eyes, and said with a sneer, "The Taoist priest is so excited, what good thing did he think of?"

Daoist Ganoderma coughed a few times, tried to normalize his expression, and said, "It's nothing, I'm just curious, how did a fellow Taoist, a casual cultivator, have such a cultivation level!"

Shutong smiled, "Actually, I'm just as stupid as I am now!"

He paused again and said, "You may not believe it, but my cultivation was brought from my mother's womb!"

Daoist Ganoderma couldn't believe it at all, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"By the way, you haven't answered yet. How can you achieve this level of cultivation with a hundred spirit stones in your hand? Could it be that your aptitude is too poor?"

This hit the Taoist Ganoderma lucidum's sore spot. The Qingfeng Temple has been passed down from generation to generation, but the qualifications of the disciples under the sect are getting worse and worse.

His master has four spiritual roots anyway, but after more than 30 years of searching, he barely found him with spiritual roots, but he was the most useless five-element spiritual root.

I couldn't find anyone who could practice, so I had to accept him as a disciple, and finally let him be the master of the temple.

Before his master died, he was very unwilling, and told him to look for disciples with good qualifications, so as to pass on the concept of Qingfeng.

The muscles on Taoist Lingzhi's face twisted a little, "My aptitude is indeed not good, so that's why...!"

He really couldn't go on, Shutong chuckled, "Don't you still have two apprentices? I think they have reached the first level of Qi training, and their aptitude should be better than yours. I think you might as well train them!"

Daoist Ganoderma lucidum knew that she was telling the truth, but he still felt very uncomfortable. Fortunately, those two disciples were his own blood, and he also figured it out. He gave them all the spirit stones in recent years, so that they have today's success. Xiuwei.

But when I thought about how hard I had trained two disciples, one died on the battlefield, and the other was still alive and dead, I felt great hatred in my heart!
"Mingxin is dead, and Mingjing doesn't know where to go. Why do you pour salt on my wound?" He had a dark face.

Shutong stuck out her tongue secretly, "By the way, the Taoist priest said just now that there are no monks in this world, what does that mean?"

Taoist Ganoderma lucidum dejectedly said: "The aura of heaven and earth is thin, and spirit stones are hard to find. How to improve your cultivation, naturally there will be no monks!"

Shutong asked again: "Did the Taoist master know any other cultivators?"

Taoist Lingzhi curled his lips and said: "I have met a few, all of whom have just stepped into the threshold of qi refining. They have no means. They haven't shown themselves for so many years. They probably died long ago!"

Shutong thought to himself, if what he said was true, then with his current cultivation level, he could dominate the world!
I was in a good mood, "By the way, I haven't asked the Taoist priest what happened to the talisman in your hand?"

Taoist Ganoderma stared at her vigilantly, "This is the secret method of our Qingfeng Temple!"

In fact, Shutong didn't really care too much, she still preferred to punch directly rather than using external force.

"By the way, there is another question, Taoist priest, how did you get that screen? It was clearly a painting, but it suddenly turned into a door. When you push it open, it actually connects to the tunnel. I really admire it." Woolen cloth!"

Daoist Lingzhi suddenly widened his eyes and glared at her, "You didn't break my screen, did you?"

Shutong curled her lips, "Of course not! Daoist, are you blindfolded?"

Daoist Ganoderma lucidum sneered, "The formations passed down from my master's sect have changed a lot, how can you, a child with a yellow mouth, understand it!"

Shutong didn't understand why he was upset, "Okay, I know it's your secret, so forget about it! By the way, you said that being a national teacher can find cultivation resources?"

Daoist Lingzhi frowned, and suddenly interrupted her questioning, "You have been asking me all this time, now it's my turn to ask you, what is the cultivation level of the person you met?"

Shutong didn't know why he was so entangled in this, so he thought about it and said, "I can't see the specific situation clearly, he should be stronger than me!"

Taoist Lingzhi took a deep breath, "Then why did he die suddenly?"

Shutong curled his lips, "Maybe the lifespan is here. I heard that a qi cultivator can live up to 120 years old, and he can only increase his lifespan unless he builds a foundation. When he died, he complained that the aura of heaven and earth was thin. He didn't have a chance to build a foundation, so he died! "

Daoist Ganoderma lucidum's expression was cloudy, and he tightly held the talisman in his hand, asking: "Did he do you any favors?"

A thought flashed through Shutong's mind, and he suddenly understood why he kept asking himself how to increase his cultivation.

He turned to him with a half-smile, and said, "Well, I think about it, the situation was actually very dangerous at that time!"

"What do you mean?"

Shutong sighed: "It's also because I haven't had much experience in the world, yet I actually believed that man's nonsense, saying that he is willing to accept me as a disciple because of my strange bones, and pass on my cultivation to me before he dies!"

Daoist Ganoderma lucidum glared at the boss, and he guessed right, he said how could this girl have such profound cultivation at such a young age?It turned out that someone taught her the exercises!
The more Daoist Ganoderma thought about it, the hotter his heart became, and he kept asking, "How did he do it?"

Shutong purposely said in a ignorant way: "It seems to be something that grants longevity by touching the top of the head, that is, pouring a wave of spiritual energy from the top of my head into my body, and then my cultivation base will increase!"

(End of this chapter)