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"Hey, Taoist Tianyan has quite a lot of treasures today."
Jiang Beichen searched Taoist Tianyan's room several times, even the floor was dunked.
Tables and chairs are not let go, no matter whether they are treasures or not.
Even if they are not treasures, these tables have a history of tens of thousands of years, they are absolutely antiques.
Everything in Taoist Tianyan's room escaped Jiang Beichen's grasp.
Outside the door.
After listening to Yang Qianshu's introduction, everyone gasped.
"Junior Brother Qianshu, you didn't lie to us?" Huang Ya asked.
Yang Qianshu nodded slightly, "It's true."
He had learned the name of the head of the sect from his son, and he was shocked for a long time when he heard the title of 'Emperor Beichen Immortal'.
So much so that behind him, all kinds of kneeling and licking the immortal door.
Wherever there is an immortal door, there is Yang Qianshu.
Or else, do you really think that Yang Qianshu is full of food and is doing errands for Xiandaomen?
"Immortal Emperor, what strength is it?" Wang Fei asked puzzled.
"If you compare immortals to human beings, and immortal emperors to great Mahayana emperors, then you will understand." Yang Qianshu explained.
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.
The head of the Immortal Dao Sect is so powerful, so why is he still playing tricks?
Just do it and you're done!
Inside the room.
After Jiang Beichen packed everything, he walked out of the room contentedly.
By the way, he closed the door.
The room is already empty, not even the floor tiles are left.
When he walked out, Huang Ya and the others stood in a row, bowed their hands respectfully and said:
"See the master!" Everyone bowed and shouted in unison.
They have already known the strength of the head, so they respect the head very much.
Seeing that they were so serious, Jiang Beichen froze in place.
Did you see it?
It shouldn't be, you can't get in Taoist Tianyan's room, you shouldn't have seen it!
Or should I push the floor back down?
Jiang Beichen hesitated for a moment, looked at their very serious expressions, and coughed lightly: "Excuse me."
Only then did everyone get up, and when they looked up at Jiang Beichen, their eyes were full of admiration.
Jiang Beichen didn't know what was going on, so let's just think that they regarded him as their master.
"You guys, is there anything else to do?" Jiang Beichen asked.
"Report to the head, we are fine." Yang Qianshu cupped his hands.
"Then let's go." Jiang Beichen shouted.
The things they got by themselves, they also paid homage to the master, and they were well loved by the master, so nothing happened.
It's time to go back.
"Of order!" Huang Ya cupped his hands in response, then took out the bronze piece and opened the passage.
The nine people stretched out their hands in unison, bent down and said, "Master, please!"
Seeing their uniform movements and serious expressions, Jiang Beichen felt a little speechless.
As for how serious it is?
Jiang Beichen walked in front with his hands behind his back.
The passage is safe, but there is nothing to be afraid of.
After a few breaths, everyone returned to the attic of Tianyou Pavilion.
"Master, may I ask, what did my master talk to you about?" Yang Qianshu came up and asked.
Jiang Beichen pondered for a moment, and said: "Your master is dead, please help me."
Yang Qianshu:
Of course he knew that his master was dead, but what he didn't know was what his master asked the master to do for him.
Han Xinlin dragged Yang Qianshu to the back, stepped forward and asked: "Master, we want to know what our master begs you to do for him. As an apprentice, the master is in trouble, but he can't help, not even Know how he is now."
"Master, you understand our difficulties."
Jiang Beichen nodded when he heard the words.
I understand, I understand too much.
A group of big filial disciples, can I not understand you?
You just want to know if Taoist Tianyan is dead!
After you are dead, you can continue to do your own thing, wherever you want to go.
They didn't die, they kept their attics away, and waited strangely for the master to come back to life.
"Your master, strictly speaking??, he is dead, but he has not lost his soul, but he is not in Kyushu. Your master begged me to save him. "Jiang Beichen said.
"Where is our master?" Jiang Chuan asked hastily.
"In your heart." Jiang Beichen said lightly.
Cheng Momo heard the words, took out his heart, and handed it to the master: "Master, take a look, where is my master?"
Jiang Beichen:
What the hell are you
Are you not afraid of death?
"Take it back." Jiang Beichen shouted.
A beating heart looks so weird.
Cheng Momo put his heart back, applied elixir to the wound, and the wound instantly recovered.
When the strength reaches a certain level, even if the physical body is gone, you can continue to live.
Digging the heart and cutting the lungs is not painful at all for them.
At the beginning, Cheng Momo used this trick to attract many people for Tianmojiao.
"Look, I gave you my heart and soul, don't you still believe me?"
"Aren't you moved by the fact that I stabbed you in the ribs?"
"I took out my heart to talk to you, and I didn't lie to you in every word I said."
Cheng Momo often said things like this.
? What other people say about digging out their hearts and lungs and stabbing their ribs is just saying that this guy is really doing it.
"Okay, after half a year, I'll save your master when I'm free." Jiang Beichen waved his hand, got up and went back to his room
Downstairs.
Xu Changsheng and Xu Changming, one black and one white, fought inextricably.
Xu Yuntian and his wife were bored watching it, so they sat by the side drinking tea and chatting.
"Yunrou, do you want to give Changsheng a younger brother?" Xu Yuntian said while holding Yunrou's hand.
"Get out, no one is serious, my son is fighting." Yun Rou rolled his eyes at Xu Yuntian.
"The two of them fight, just to hone their sword skills." Xu Yuntian said.
Xu Changsheng and Xu Changming fought swords, and it was impossible to tell the winner.
It's just that the two sides use each other's hands to hone their sword skills.
"Changsheng child, whether he hates longevity or not, is still up for debate." Yunrou shook her head.
She found that she couldn't understand Xu Changsheng anymore.
? Xu Changsheng and Xu Changming shared a bone, and they communicated with each other and felt each other.
Although they are enemies, they are more like brothers.
Xu Changming had the strength to kill Xu Changsheng, but he couldn't do it, so he could only fight according to Xu Changsheng.
Xu Changsheng didn't have the strength to kill Xu Changming, so he could only use his strength to hone his swordsmanship.
The relationship between the two is delicate.
One step further, one is a brother; one step back, one is an enemy.
"Brother, watching the two of them fight, it's so boring." Gu Xian'er was sitting by the attic, dangling her beautiful legs, a little bored.
"Then let's go down and help Junior Brother Changsheng?" Chen Heitan said.
"That's not good, it will say that we bully the few with the more." Zhao Hong said.
"In this way, Zhao Hong, Mu Jiu'an, and Cang Lei and I will help Changsheng."
"You guys, help Xu Changming." Chen Heitan said.
After all, everyone had no objection, and went down to help fight.
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