Chapter 159

Everyone: "..."

Ushi murmured: "if it's true, it's sure to break people's heads. However, after all, it's rumor. I don't know whether it's true or not, so I'm risking my life to rob a secret skill that I don't know what it is. It's not worth the loss. I don't have the idea of being the first in the world, and I don't know what to do when it becomes the first in the world. So, I still can't understand the secret skill of stealing shadows Interested. "

Wu Qianqing also thinks so, so it's very gratifying that her daughter has the same idea.

"Since I'm not interested, I'll wash and change in the backyard, clean up my blood and come back to the hall for lunch."

"Well, then I'll go back to the backyard." Ushi turned and left the hall.

Wu Ruo asked, "Xuanyi, what do you think about the secret arts?"

Black Xuan Yi narrowed her cold eyes and said, "maybe someone is using this to plan something."

"I think so, too." Wu Ruo thought that in the future, he would still rely on shadow stealing to absorb more spiritual power to improve the level of spirit. However, other people's xuanshu would be better to learn less or not to use it temporarily after learning, so as not to be the target of all the magicians.

Two days later, wuchenzi returned to his post and found that although Yan Tianshi and the Prince did not find out their mistakes, many officials had been transferred before he returned to his post. Nowadays, few of the Tianjian's officials are his people, and some of the important positions have also been changed. Moreover, with the approval of the emperor, there is no good reason for them to change back It's hard to get his people back.

On the first day of wuchenzi's return to office, he was half killed by Yan Tianshi's popularity. On the surface, they listened to him, but what they did in private was another matter. In a word, everything was not going well. When he returned to situ Tianjian for two hours, he was so angry that he left his sleeves and went back to Wu's house. After drinking half a pot of tea, he couldn't speak better. He wanted to find someone to speak out.

Then, he thought of the request of Wu Ruo on the day of the contest.

Wuchenzi squinted and thought for half an hour, and a sneer came up from the corner of his mouth. This time, Wuruo must be removed. If it wasn't for him, he would not be stopped from his post and go home to reflect.

In order not to let Wu Ruo have any preparation, the next day when Yin is not, he personally took a carriage to the black mansion, let the people of the black mansion inform Wu Ruo to go to the Lotus Buddhist temple to see the immortal instrument.

After receiving the news, Wuruo, who was still sleeping, said to himself that wuchenzi had finally taken action.

It took Wu Ruo and Hei Xuanyi two minutes to get dressed, wash, and go out to see Wu Chenzi.

When wuchenzi saw them and gave a brief explanation of their intention, he asked them to take their own carriage and go to lianfo temple with him.

Out of the imperial capital, Wu Ruo in the carriage holds black Xuan Yi and asks, "I'll see the immortal ware later. Are you happy?" "Well." Black Xuan Yi's eyes flashed with a smile and smoothed his hair around his ears.

Wu ruomi smiled: "this is my request to the national master. How can you reward me?"

Black Xuan Yi directly lowers his head and kisses his lips, sucks his lips lightly.

"This reward is good." Wu ruohu quickly hooks his neck and sticks out the tip of his pink tongue into his thin lips.

In a short time, the two people breathed more heavily, and even could not help moaning.

When wuchenzi in the carriage ahead of them heard this, he quickly recovered his spiritual power and smiled coldly. Your husband would hurry to make friends with each other. There would be no chance of making friends with each other in the future. Even if there were, he would go to the hell to make friends with each other.

At the foot of lianfo temple, wuchenzi came down from the carriage and looked at Wuruo's carriage, but they did not see Wuruo coming out of the carriage to drive the carriage. They coughed uneasily: "master Guoshi, please wait a moment."

Wuchenzi naturally knew what Wuruo and his family were doing in the carriage. He snorted coldly with a black face.

After about two pillars of incense, Wu Ruo and Hei Xuanyi get out of the carriage.

Wu Ruo came up and said, "master Guoshi, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Wuchenzi looked at Wuruo, whose eyes were full of spring, and said in a low voice, "it's a good thing that my husband loves me, but it also depends on whether it's the right time."

If he had not kept an eye on them all the time, he would have advanced into the Lotus Buddhist temple.

Wu Ruo did not have any embarrassment: "if you are deeply in love, you will become self-restraint. The master of the state is also young. I think you can also experience this feeling."

Wu Chenzi snorted coldly and stopped talking to them. He turned to the stairs.

Wu Ruo looks at the angry figure and turns to stare at black Xuan Yi.

Originally, he said that he would pretend to be intimate and avoid Wu Chenzi's eavesdropping on them, but this man's fake play came true. He asked him twice in a row, and now his body is still sticky.

Black Xuan Yi hooks his lips and leads his hand up the stairs.

Wu Ruo pretends not to know and asks, "I haven't seen the immortal ware before. I don't know what it looks like. Will it give off the smell of immortal?"

"Since it's immortal, it's naturally immortal," said black Xuan Yi

"It's said that immortals are made by immortals. Are we really immortals?"

"There must be no immortals, but there are descendants of immortals."

Wu Chenzi, who was walking in front of him, looked back at black Xuan Yi and said, "I'm so sure. Have you ever seen the descendants of immortals?"

He had heard about these things from his father before. However, he did not believe that if there were really descendants of immortals, the whole world would not be changed into the world of descendants of immortals. With a little power of immortals, they could subdue these nine level masters.

"No." Black Xuan Yi said lightly: "I just heard that the elders have mentioned that they have seen the descendants of immortals.

Wuchenzi became interested in this topic, so he slowed down and walked with them: "Oh, what did your elders tell you? What are the descendants of the immortal? Does it look very beautiful? Is Xianli very good? "

In the past, his father traveled around just because he wanted to see the legendary immortal. That's why black Xuan Yi had a chance to save his life.

Hei Xuanyi said simply: "my elders said that the descendants of immortals are generally better looking than the people of the human race, and their abilities are naturally better than the people's magicians. The people's Ninth level magicians are nothing in their eyes. However, with the generation after generation, the immortal power is getting lower and lower, but the magic power is still not comparable to the people's Ninth level magicians."

Wuruo: "..."

It's not like black Xuanyi is talking nonsense. Are there really descendants of immortal?

Wuchenzi's idea is similar to Wuruo's: "so where did your elders say they had seen immortal offspring?"

"No."

Wuchenzi was a little lost, but soon he was up again.

He remembered that his father had written all his travels in a pamphlet. When he went back to the pamphlet, he would know if his father had ever seen a fairy.

If there are any immortals in the world, they must be found to learn from them.

Wuruo said: "the descendants of immortals are so powerful. They should have their own country. Maybe the strongest and most powerful country is the descendants of immortals."

Wuchenzi nodded in agreement with the words: "it's possible.

"If so, the immortal can be seen everywhere," said black Xuan Yi

Wuruo thought about it: "the descendants of immortals are the same as the human race. They have two eyes, one nose and one mouth. It's no surprise that they are better than the human race at most."

Black Xuan Yi clenched her lips: "of course, immortals grow up from people."

Wu Ruo asked curiously, "can people really cultivate into immortals?"

Wu Chenzi, who was a little ahead of them, also raised his ears.

"Well, I heard that in our human world, there is an entrance to the world of cultivation. There are many monks who can cultivate into immortals."

Wu Ruo has heard of such things in the last life. It is said that some people accidentally entered the entrance of the cultivation world. However, it is said that he has not been there and does not know whether it is true or not.

"My Lord has heard of these things." Wuchenzi heard that his father and several elders had said such things. Does it really have a cultivation world?

The three chatted about the immortal and walked to the gate of lianfo Temple unconsciously.

The little monk who guards the door knows Wu Chenzi. One is responsible for greeting and the other is responsible for communicating with them.

Soon, the abbot, with four elders, rushed to the door to meet: "I don't know if the master of the state will come to the Lotus Temple today. It's really a long way to go."

After the Abbot's death, when the elder in the same boat saw that it was Wuruo and them again, he had a very bad premonition.

As wuchenzi and the abbot walked in, he said to the abbot, "there is no big matter for me to come to lianfo temple this time, so I didn't inform you in advance. However, there is a small matter for you."

"Master Guoshi, please tell me."

Wuchenzi looked at Wuruo and said, "please take them to breakfast first."

"Good." The abbot asked the little monk to take them to the guest room for dinner, and then Wu Chenzi went to the Zen room to talk about things.

Before wuchenzi left, he whispered to the people under his hand to watch them.

Wu Ruo enters the guest room and asks, "Xuanyi, did you just say that it's true about the descendants of immortals?"

"Well." Black Xuan Yi pulls him to sit down: "want to see the immortal?"

Wuruo shook his head: "just curious if they really exist in the human world."

Black Xuan Yi poured him a glass of water and didn't continue the immortal's topic.

Wuruo looked out of the door, and all the people standing were wuchenzi. Those people looked in from time to time.

However, from the position they stand, they can only see the back of black Xuan Yi, while Wu Ruo sits in the dead corner. They can only see his hands when they put their hands on the table.

Before long, the little monk came in with his breakfast: "two benefactors, the breakfast in the temple is simple and clean. Please don't abandon them.

He put two bowls of porridge, two steamed buns, a plate of vegetables and a plate of pickles on the table.

Wu Ruo said thanks to him, and then he put a piece of radish in his bowl for black Xuan Yi: "I don't know if you are used to eating."

Black Xuan Yi has never tasted pickled vegetables. She curiously picks up a piece and puts it into her mouth and takes a bite. Immediately, her brow is wrinkled by the acid, and her beautiful black eyes are narrowed.

"Ha ha." For the first time, Wuruo saw that he was so sour that he felt very interesting. He couldn't help hugging him, kissed the corner and asked, "is there such sour?"

When the guards outside the door heard the laughter, they turned their heads and looked inside. It was hard for them to understand the love of the two men. It was no different from the ordinary husband and wife. I don't know if it was because they both had a fairy like face. Seeing the two of them holding together didn't make them feel sick.

Black Xuan Yi is so sour that she can't speak, so she colds the pickles to Wuruo's mouth.

"Well, it's OK, it's not very sour,