I Can’t Be The Sword God

2021-01-22

Chapter 259 I am a doctor…

In an empty clean room.

There is a faint sound of ocean waves.

A middle aged scholar with a white robe and crown sits on one side of the table, and is meticulous.

His eyes were on the chart on the wall, where the petrels were flying and stormy sea.

The identity of this person, needless to say, is one of the five Dharma Kings of Demon Sect, and the most mysterious Cang Haijun.

So old legend, as long as you find Cang Haijun, there is nothing you can’t buy. Unless you can’t afford it.

On the other side of his desk is an old man in a tattered coat.

That’s right, the soul Gu Master that day.

It seems that they are not enemies, but friends.

It’s just that Cang Haijun is not facing a soul Gu Master.

At this moment.

On the opposite side of him, there is a faint more moon in the picture of the waves.

“How’s it going?” he asked.

The moon rippled gently, and there was an elegant voice coming back.

“Lord, it seems that the Black Tortoise Prison Superintendent has found the target and will make some moves soon.”

“Okay.” Cang Haijun nodded: “As long as they If you make a move, whether it is successful or not, you must write down the whereabouts of Xuan Bingjian, and you must not miss it.”

“Yes.”

After a brief conversation.

Cang Haijun’s lightly waved sleeves, the wave map in front is suddenly calm and tranquil, and the rippling light pattern no longer exists.

Then, he turned around.

Only the opposite soul Gu Master dared to let out a long sigh of relief.

“I can’t believe… Your target is Black Tortoise, but… Divine Beast.”

“The so-called Divine Beast is just wishful thinking of Human Race. That’s all. The four elephants have no feelings for Human Race, as long as there is enough exchange of interests… It’s too easy for them to destroy a part of Human Race.” Cang Haijun said with a blank expression.

“The old man has several points of curiosity…” Soul Gu Master asked cautiously: “The Four Elephants are already at the top of the world, and they can no longer be improved. That kind of existence drives it?”

“Who said it couldn’t be improved any more?” Cang Haijun asked back.

“Eh…” The soul Gu Master was at a loss for words.

Being under the fence of others, his demeanor was a little more humble at this time.

“Perhaps in terms of life realm, they have reached the limit of the human world. But…in terms of power, the four elephants may not be able to go further. After all… Qilin, who is also Divine Beast, and The legendary existence that is enough to destroy the world…Peng, the power must be above the four signs.”

Cang Haijun did not have the attitude of aloof and remote, and explained to him peacefully.

He suddenly asked back, “Do you know the difference?”

“I don’t know.” Soul Gu Master shook his head.

“Because they have the help of Human Race, Qilin is attached to the Imperial Family from generation to generation, and Kun has his own followers in Beiming. Beiming has sect inheritance for more than 20,000 years… I am afraid there is no share in the world. The inheritance is longer than them. And the four elephants, lacking this kind of help, they themselves don’t know how Human Race can help them… But I happen to know some.” Cang Haijun said.

“Is there any communication…” Soul Gu Master muttered, “Your Majesty’s understanding of these four characters is really proven. I’m afraid there is nothing in the world that you can’t exchange.”

“There are still some…” Cang Haijun lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: “If possible, I really want to exchange Netherworld for Xue’e’s life. It’s a pity… I don’t have that kind of bargaining chip. .”

The soul Gu Master was silent.

I can’t wait to give myself a slap in the face of my stinky mouth.

 …

Musk House.

Among the many large brothers in Divine Luo City, one of the very best exists. In the past several decades, there have been many famous courtesans of Divine Luo City, who have contributed countless strengths to the glory of Divine Luo City’s industry.

A leader in the chicken world.

What is even more rare is that it still maintains a very strong life force in today’s fast-changing industry. And today’s Musk Institute is undoubtedly the top brand.

It is Hua Qiluo who won the second place in the Huadu Conference last year.

She has won the love of a large number of literati with her beautiful and alluring, warm and generous temperament, persistent and dedicated spirit.

Some people often feel sorry for her. If it weren’t for the fact that Xie Shirong, who was the same generation, was too defiant, she should have been an existence that oppressed the world.

But such a lovely flower girl fell ill on the eve of the Huadu Conference.

And it’s a weird kind of delusional disorder.

She would sometimes wake up in the middle of the night and forget everything around her. Sometimes I have a splitting headache and feel like I am someone else.

In the case of unsuccessful examinations, the Musk Institute hired a doctor from Xuanhu Villa with a lot of money.

The doctor happened to walk into a Taoist temple called Deyun.

Things in the world are so unpredictable.

When the little Divine Doctor returned to the Musk Garden again, there were two more people behind him.

A handsome Little Daoist Priest and a muscular Great Buddhist Monk.

Exactly.

After learning about Hua Qiluo, everyone suddenly felt that there might be something strange about it. Thinking of the previous possession and transformation, Li Chu wanted to go with the little Divine Doctor, and at the same time went to another person to go with him.

The Shinmu monk at the White Dragon Temple.

The monk Shenmu was listening to the scriptures beside Zen Master Yishen. When Li Chu and the little Divine Doctor came to the door, he asked with a very rare serious expression: “Why are you two looking for the little monk? What happened?”

Li Chu said bluntly: “We want to invite you to go to the Musk Garden.”

The complexion greatly changed: “My uncle is still there. What!”

Zen Master Yishen heard it naturally, and asked, “Where is the Musk Garden?”

Li Chu said, “It’s a local brotherel.”

Zen Master Yishen looked thoughtful towards Monk Shenmu: “How do you…how do you know where that is?”

Monk Shenmu’s nostrils were congested instantly, and he was sweating wildly.

But in the end, Li Chu still borrowed him, very simple, because he borrowed it.

The monks of Shuangfei Temple had always heard of his name, and they had seen his miraculousness at the last ceremony. Zen Master Yishen wished that the monk Shenmu could get closer to Li Chu and become a Buddha. A staunch executor of the Tao family.

So.

In front of the bizarre gaze of the attendant of the Musk Court, the little Divine Doctor slowly said:

“As a doctor, I carry a Taoist picture talisman with me, is it reasonable?”

“Huh?”

“Also, as a doctor, it’s reasonable for me to bring a monk with me to recite sutras?”

“Clam?”

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Thanks to the little Divine Doctor who is the master apprentice of the Xuanhu Weng, if it is not for this status, he may be beaten out as a mental disorder.

Go upstairs.

It’s time for Hua Qiluo to practice dancing.

She amazed Divine Luo City back then, relying on the group fan dance of achieved perfection. Even though he is ill, he still does not stop training.

After all.

No dancing.

There is no hope.

Looking at the graceful figures spinning in the empty field in front of them, even without the lights and stage, the three of them were still a little shocked.

It is absolutely beautiful.

Li Chu asked, “What’s so strange about that woman?”

The monk Shenmu frowned.

“This woman…is really a little weird…”

“Where?” Li Chu asked.

“She’s blaming…” The monk Shenmu scratched his bald head: “It’s so beautiful.”

There were no fights for several chapters, and it seemed a little dull. But it’s all to pave the way, and there’s no good way, it’s over soon…

(end of this chapter)