Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 488: Break through the night

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At this point, Qin Yi calmed down.

Wuxian was right. Now it seems that he doesn't know what he wants.

Since she is unwilling to let her be paired with other beautiful boys, then she is entangled with this entanglement and that, what will she do in the end? Make one live alone?

Is it true?

From the actual political sense, it is indeed impossible for Wuxian to be alone forever. After so many years, the courtiers have turned up against this matter, and everyone is really not for personal gain in this matter, it is indeed for the country. For your sake.

You can't blame everyone for not believing in the life of immortals... This illness has proved that even if you are successful in your practice, you may be killed. And the more immortal cultivators, the more chaotic and weird situations they may encounter, everyone has no confidence at all, and their conscience is as guilty as rootless duckweed.

Wuxianxu is already twenty years old, really just drag on? Some people say just hit the board? Is it plausible?

Time flies, ten or twenty years for the cultivator is just a short time away. If this time I still shrink my head as an ostrich and leave, I don't know if I will see you again in a few years. At that time, Wuxian is thirty or forty, can it be dragged on?

Either I really want to find a husband, or I just...

Qin Yi squeezed the palm of his hand tightly, feeling the sweat in his palm.

Li Wuxian didn’t urge him, so he looked at him quietly. His eyes were not the admiration and gentleness that Qin Yi was accustomed to. For the first time, he showed solemnity and awe-inspiring in front of the master. The girl's heart is charming, it is an emperor who is saying, I am waiting for you to answer.

Looking at each other for a long time, but in reality it was just a few breaths. Qin Yi took a deep breath and suddenly bowed his head and kissed her lips forcefully.

Li Wuxian opened his eyes and blinked twice, the awe-inspiring color slowly turned into water, and then slowly closed. The slightly stiff body leaning against the tree also slowly softened, and no longer had any strength.

No words are needed, the master's meaning is already clear.

At least it was stamped.

If the emperor adds a seal, it will be difficult to chase the horse, and the world will boil and it will not be recovered.

Lingxu's compass can be broken forever.

This kind of kiss is also different from the dream.

There is hot and humid temperature, there is his breath, and there is a soft touch. I also reflected on myself, as if I had lost all strength. His embrace is more powerful, generous, warm, and strong, just like the feeling of spreading his wings to cover the wind and rain for so many years, and it becomes a real manifestation here.

His condescending kisses are like conquering.

In fact, Li Wuxian also had a faint feeling of anger and disgust in his heart, just like she wanted to push Master's subconsciousness away in the previous dream, but was pressed back by her.

It was probably what I had imagined before, because I didn't want to be so conquered by any man, even if I just looked like that. It's okay to say that it's a fear of men.

Only the master can, and only the master is qualified.

This is Master, so what is the anger... Really, isn't it because of your own efforts? After all, Master was willing, so what kind of sentiment is it?

Li Wuxian suppressed the strange emotions and threw himself into the kiss with the master. The silent palace night became tender, and even the voice of the **** and the palace lady in the distance became no longer annoying. It became a catalyst for a better atmosphere between the two.

So exhausted.

As the two of them were getting better, a shocking explosion sounded from the far outskirts of the city, accompanied by a blast of spears, straight into the sky.

Shocked through the intoxicating night.

The two separated at the same time, looking at the spear light in the distance.

"Qingjun!"

"Auntie!"

Both eyes flashed ashamed, but there was no time to say anything, Qin Yi immediately said: "You go back to the palace first, and find that little ghost and An An. Don't leave them for half a step. I will support your aunt." /

As soon as the words were finished, Li Wuxian had already discovered that he had been transferred to the door of the bedroom. She was also a little horrified in her heart. The master's cultivation was so high, how could this technique that seemed to shift in time and space be achieved?

Such a master, carrying himself step by step like a mortal, walking slowly in the palace at night, that kind of feeling...

She turned her head and saw the little ghost looking up at the sky. The ceiling seemed to be unable to hinder its cognition, and her eyes were solemn.

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About the time when Li Wuxian's dream was broken, Li Qingjun and Yu Chang searched every place the **** had visited after a night, and finally locked the biggest doubt.

The altar that was once built by the Gods of Witch Sect was originally used to share the national destiny, so that they could not go wrong in the process of summoning gluttonous food. As a result, the altar was destroyed by Xiyue and Li Duanxuan, leading to a backlash of Qi Luck. The gluttonous conspiracy fell short. Instead, he ran away with Qin Yi and became a dog...

This altar was later rebuilt by Li Wuxian, and its connection with God of Witch Sect was severed. It became an altar for worshipping ancestors, and it was considered a scene of the capital.

According to various investigations by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the **** had been here alone.

A **** in the palace is cleaned, and what is it doing to the royal altar of ancestor worship?

"Here is the atmosphere of praying for gods and other magic methods." Yu Chang, who is used to pray for ancestors and phoenix emperors, is very sensitive to this kind of atmosphere: "Before the husband also exuded spiritual thoughts and felt that there is The spell fluctuates, but everyone didn’t care. After all, it’s an altar to worship ancestors. It’s normal to have this kind of aura."

The ancestors’ prayer-like spells belong to the same line of witchcraft. It's just that some of these things have become traditional, and some have been integrated into Taoism. Everyone is commonplace, but they forget that this is essentially witchcraft. As soon as you make contact at this moment, you can easily get some associations from it.

Li Qingjun said: "We will indeed do ancestral sacrifices here, and there are also Taoist priests in Qianlongguan who cast spells. This is correct. But this is a big sacrifice ceremony held in the early spring of each year. Several months have passed now... If there are magical fluctuations, it should have disappeared a long time ago, and will not be perceived by Qin Yida from far away, right?"

The two looked at each other and thought of the reason.

Someone must use this kind of concealment similar to the magic technique, hiding inside to perform the technique.

Otherwise, it is difficult to explain that a long-term practice of witchcraft will have no signs. The signs are hidden in the fluctuations of everyone's usual cognition, so they don't care.

"There must be someone hiding at the bottom of the altar!" Li Qingjun's silver spear in his hand suddenly stabbed.

With a "boom", the entire altar was overturned.

This is also Li Qingjun. I don’t dare to overthrow the altar of ancestor worship in Dali. Li Qingjun doesn’t bother to care about so much. The ancestors are still making turtles in the Penglai sword pavilion, and offering sacrifices!

The smoke and dust dissipated, and a pothole appeared at the bottom of the overturned altar. It was so deep and unpredictable that it seemed to have been operating here for some time.

Li Qingjun is about to go down, Yu Chang grabbed her: "Don't worry, I can force people to come up."

Li Qingjun turned his head and glanced at her. She had a really good impression of this Yuren, like a reticent guard with good execution ability. That straight body and temperament are quite similar to her.

Seeing Yu Chang's wings flapping, the air around him was full, Li Qingjun clearly felt the peculiar pressure on the ground, as if the internal air was sucked away, and some invisible force from the outside made it close In the same way, I can feel the pressure of being crushed to powder from the side, and I can't survive at all.

"Whoo!" A touch of blood rushed up from the bottom of the pit, and someone inside was forced out!

Li Qingjun's silver spear is like electricity, straight to the blood.

With a muffled sound, Li Qingjun took a few steps backwards, his hands trembled slightly, the opponent is very strong!

She was carrying a small fragment given by Qin Yi. She hasn't been slow to practice these years. Now she is a martial artist who has returned to perfection. She actually suffered a loss in power collision?

The opponent is Qian Yuan.

The light of blood dissipated, and the other person's figure appeared in the smoke.

An Ang Tibetan man with a full face and a beard, his upper body is red, he carries a wooden staff, and has a bone chain on his neck.

A typical image of an ancient wizard.

It is also the mainstream image of many people in God of Witch Sect. This is the image of Feng Buying who was killed.

The person in front of him is also an acquaintance, and Li Qingjun is even more familiar with him than Feng Buxie.

The ancestor of the Western Wilderness, Venerable Manshan.