My Master Disconnected Yet Again

Chapter 377: Longxing City

Qi Qing didn't tell Tang Handuo, and after asking Xia Xuanmen's general direction, he got up and left. I was afraid he would send them to Xuanmen in person when he was impulsive. As soon as he left Tang Han's residence, Immortal Yu Jian took Shen Ying, and flew towards Long Xingcheng.

Tang Han said that Qinghe County was slaughtered by strange ghosts. This statement does not seem to be false. The misery of the ghosts in the city really does not seem to be achievable by ordinary disasters. But the ghostly amnesia of the city, and the misplacement of forgetfulness, are not the only thing ghosts can do.

Although he did not know what the strange ghost Tang Han said, except for the special ghost like Song Ren, as long as he was close to Wangchuan, he would be sent to the underworld to be reborn. Therefore, the vision of forgetting the river in Qinghe County is definitely not a ghost. On the contrary, it is more likely to be related to the mysterious gate that drives out aliens.

What happened in the city at that time? Why did Song Ren have such a big grievance? It seems that he can only know if he went to Xuanmen.

Tang Han said that the Longxing City where Xuanmen is located is thousands of miles away, but for Yujian, it is only one or two quarters of an hour. After clearing up the consciousness of the Qing Dynasty, I saw a large city in front. Compared with other places where the aura was thin and invisible, it was obviously richer, but it was still no better than other small world fairy cities. Even the breath is extraordinarily messy, full of ordinary atmosphere.

Qi Qing hesitated, and turned and fell down in a remote place outside the city. He turned to look at a timid coward behind him, his brows tightened.

"Xian ... Xian Shang?" Song Ren shuddered at him, and his unexplained heart was cold. I always felt that after coming out of that ghost town, the fairy-like surname had a much worse attitude towards him, and my eyes would freeze him to the rhythm of ice every minute.

"You're a ghost, you can't just go in like that." Those so-called Xuanshi didn't seem to be very friendly to ghosts. Song Ren went in like this, and maybe he was beaten away by soul. Be a phantom, and stay with it for now. "

Talking about that he took out a crispy green onion directly from the storage bag-green onions!

Song Ren: "..."

Why are the onions? Say good fairy? Aren't you a fairy? Why do I carry something like spring onions with me? !! !!

"Go in." Wu Qing threw away the immature green onion, and said in a serious way.

"Xian ... Xian Shang ..." Song Ren drew his lips and tentatively said, "Can ... Can I change one?" This is intentional, absolutely?

"..." Xiao Yan smashed, asking a lot.

Tong Qing sank and snorted coldly, but continued to dig into the storage bag.

Song Ren breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment he saw Qi Qing pulling out a bunch of things from the storage bag: garlic, pepper, chives, pepper, coriander ...

"It's all here, hurry, pick one yourself."

Shen Ying: "..."

Song Ren: "..."

Lifting the table, this is not a selection of phantoms, is this a selection?

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He just looked at the other person's face, and then froze with his eyes to death. Song Ren, who had always been timid, had to admire him, and glanced at the ingredients. Accidentally found a strain with different properties, and immediately blinked.

"I choose this!" He pointed to a white dandelion sandwiched between a handful of coriander.

Wu Qingshun pumped it out without knowing what was happening. He pumped at the corners of his mouth and turned to Song Ren.

"There are labor immortals." Song Ren nodded harder, better than garlic pepper. "Flowers, which are always elegant, are bound to help Xian Shang transform into a good illusion."

Wu Qing didn't say anything, meaning he glanced at him unclearly. Even Shen Ying, who was concentrating on the fruit, swept back in surprise.

Uh ... uh? The heart of Song Ren's origin has cooled down. Is dandelion bad?

"That's it!" Wu Qing didn't explain anything at all, and he pinched a tactic to hold Song Ren's soul into a dandelion mile. As soon as he lifted his hands, a matrix appeared at his feet, and the dandelion suddenly turned into a white light and flew into the array. Less than half a meeting, a sixteen or seven-year-old boy appeared in the formation.

A green and white gown is not surprisingly similar to the turnips.

"I ... I have a body!" Song Ren looked up at his body with excitement. It was indeed an immortal, and he became human again.

"This is just a phantasmal body," Wu Qing explained. "Don't be too far away from us, otherwise the immortality in that dandelion will be exhausted and you will immediately return to its original state."

"I know now." Song Ren nodded, and quickly made a present, "Thank you, Xian!"

"Let's go to the city." He glanced at him again, his eyes paused on his lower body, and then turned to pull Shen Ying into the city habitually.

Song Ren immediately followed.

The city is very lively and people are everywhere. Wu Qingyuan thought that this place would be similar to the monk's fairy city, but strangely, there are mostly mortals in the city who have not cultivated at all. It is said that any monk would not easily live with mortals, so as not to be contaminated by ordinary people and not conducive to spiritual practice. But it doesn't seem to have this concept at all, it's extra ... grounded.

Wu Qing inquired about the position of Xuanmen, and then took the two of them along the way towards the city.

Along the way, many people on their sides were carrying their backs, similar to Tang Han's peach sword, or a sword made of copper coins. There is a faint flow of aura above, but it is very weak, and it is not even a first-order magic instrument. It seems they are also Xuan Shi who wants to join Xuan Men.

Several people walked across the main street, and from a distance they saw a temple appearing in front of them, floating in the city. But the temple is not very large. It may be floating at a height of four or five meters from the ground due to the thin aura, but it also looks quite grand. On the plaque of the palace, there are two big golden characters—Xuanmen.

There is also a large square in front of the hall. There are already hundreds of people in focus. There is also a platform on the field, which seems to be waiting for something.

Tong Qing looked around and took out the introduction letter from Tang Han, who was about to step forward to the man in front of him who seemed to be in charge. But suddenly I heard a thick voice from the station.

"Thank you all my friends, I came here a long distance and supported my Xuanmen to drive out the ghosts." A middle-aged man in a blue gown came up on the stage.

There was a moment of silence in the field, and they all looked on the stage.

"The situation is urgent. Please forgive me for not being able to entertain you one by one."

"Yingmen, what happened?" As soon as his voice came down, someone hurriedly asked, "Why did the" Xuan Tie Ling "be issued suddenly, and the world ’s Xuanshi came here urgently?" Since Xuanmen was established, it is still the first Issued a black iron order.

"It is a matter of catastrophe in the world, and Yingmou has to do it." The host on the stage, Ying, took a step forward, and looked at the middle of the field with a heavy face. There are a lot of strange ghosts. Xuanmen has intercepted many times without success. Now the strange ghosts have broken the moonfall city and are heading for this place. It will reach Longxing City in three days! "

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(End of this chapter)