The Crouching Buddha knew that he would never be considered a manly man in his life. He was gloomy and ruthless enough when he was in the Holy Hall. That was because in the Daxi era, his status was high enough, his cultivation was high enough, and how many people could hurt him under Chen Wunuo? So he was still so domineering in the Yin and Sharp.

After this era, he realized that the level of cultivation he had once been proud of was nothing. Not to mention the great practitioners in the Immortal Palace, even in the human world, his slightest Taoist practice really did not have a high-profile qualification.

So whenever he encounters danger, he will choose to run away, and then he will be sure that he is a coward in his bones.

It’s nothing to cowards, cowards live long.

This is enough, isn’t it? The reclining Buddha often couldn’t help thinking that even the fucking people like Chen Wunuo began to abandon their kingly aura and the innate pride. What else can I not abandon?

But at this moment, Crouching Buddha wanted to hold on for a while, because his opponent was An Zheng. This was not the first time he was chased by An Zheng. Even if he was afraid of death, he was a man. Men could not always be soft.

Especially when you have been sure that you cannot become a winner, when death is close to you, the reclining Buddha feels that he can become tough.

Then he saw the wooden stick as thick as a fist in An Zheng's hand, saying how to cure all kinds of diseases

"One hundred thousand mountains!"

The reclining Buddha shouted, and before An Zheng's voice fell down, it reached An Zheng's ears.

"You promise not to kill me, I will tell you all the secrets about Chen Wunuo. Not only Chen Wunuo, but also the ones of the 100,000 mountain gods. I bet that no one knows them better than me among the people you know."

An Zheng squatted down and threw the wooden stick in his hand aside.

“Start your performance.”

The reclining Buddha spat: "It's already this time. I know what kind of situation I am facing. As long as you don't kill me, I will tell you everything I know. Although I am a greedy person, I still have some credit."

An Zheng: "Oh."

Reclining Buddha: "You are very insincere like this."

An Zheng grabbed the reclining Buddha's ankle and dragged him out: "Let's talk about it in another place."

Baisheng Academy, by the lake.

The entire Baisheng Academy has now become the most important place in Yancheng, and the once most important Weiran Palace has become an insignificant place. An Zheng did not want to go to that hall, nor did he want to sit on that chair, and Xiao Qidao did not want to go, so the status of Weiran Palace plummeted.

The palace maids, eunuchs and the women of Ning Xiaolou who were still uneasy only realized that no one cared about them after experiencing these days of suffering. The palace maids and concubines in Weiran knew An Zheng a lot. In fact, more or less, everyone had a thought in their minds, that is, they were not favored when they were in Ning Xiaolou. If a new master appeared, would they fly up to the branch and turn into a phoenix?

So these women were in a very conflicted mood, afraid that An Zheng would appear in front of them, and expected An Zheng to appear in front of them. They were afraid, because after all, they were Ning Xiaolou's women, and they expected that they felt that they had no other way to go

Yes, how can they live after leaving Weiran Palace? They have been accustomed to a life of luxury in Weiran Palace for so many years. Although most people are not favored, some people have never seen Ning Xiaolou from beginning to end, but they have no worries about food and clothing. Once they leave this place and let them return to society, they may not be able to live a day.

However, the ones that should be given to them in Weiran Palace are not bad, and they are even slightly better than before, but no one comes to see them.

Baisheng Academy replaced the status of Weiran Palace, not only in Yancheng, but also in these tens of thousands of miles of land. One after another, all the forces of all sizes sent people to send gifts, which was surprisingly harmonious.

An Zheng is not a fool, of course he knows how dangerous there is behind this surprising harmony. If Ning Xiaolou fails, it is impossible for him to have a friend around him. It would be fine if everyone doesn’t stand up to avenge Ning Xiaolou, but what is the reason why everyone comes to send gifts?

The truth is, there is a conspiracy.

By the Weiyang Lake.

An Zheng sat on a stone bench, lit a pile of fruit trees in front of him, and a fat man was placed on the flames.

The reclining Buddha was tied to a large piece of wood and roasted on the fire. At this time, his height was very appropriate. If it was lowered, the flame would really burn him. It was naturally not a problem to resist ordinary flames with his cultivation level. However, the flame was unusual. It was the flame ignited by An Zheng's purple lightning. The thunder power contained in it seemed to be able to add icing on the cake at any time.

Du Shushou stood beside him and turned into the reclining Buddha, as if he was afraid of the uneven baking.

"Tell me."

An Zheng took out the pipe from his portable space magic tool, stuffed it in and lit it and took a sip. He was not a person who was addicted to smoking, and he would only be like this only when he was actually irritable and depressed to a certain extent. At this time, no one could tell what his mood was.

"Actually, I don't know what the Immortal Palace wants to do."

The reclining Buddha said helplessly.

Du Shushou let out a sound, grabbed a handful of cumin noodles from the plate on the ground and sprinkled it on the reclining Buddha. It sprinkled very evenly and the technique was proficient. That was fine, but when the reclining Buddha saw Du Shushou reaching out to grab the chili powder, his face changed.

"I also listened to Chen Wunuo intermittently. After all, in the 100,000 mountains, Cen An and he could trust me."

An Zheng said oh, and he guessed that Cen An would follow Chen Wunuo.

"Chen Wunuo said that the oracle official of the Divine Prison was named Xu Jiyi and told him that the senior officials of the Immortal Palace, and even the Immortal Emperor, were somewhat concerned about the so-called people who fell into the Immortal Island. Because there was a rumor that the Immortal Palace would eventually be destroyed by these people who came from the Immortal Island. Think about it, it was so unlucky for us to be called the Immortal Island. Judging from the name, we are their nemesis, right?"

"Say the point!"

Du Shushou reached out to him and sprinkled some chili powder.

"Ah Yeh!"

The reclining Buddha glared at Du Shushou and said helplessly: "Especially the Immortal Emperor Qinglian Chen Wunuo said that after reaching the level of the Immortal Emperor, he will have the power of foresight."

An Zheng nodded, he was sure of this. Not to mention the level of the late emperor, even after he had realized a little bit of time power, he would have occasionally predicted the future, but the time was very short.

"Qinglian predicted that in the future, someone among us would become his opponent and might even kill him. Therefore, Qinglian sent someone to establish the Shen Jueting Ting. Because the Immortal Master Mansion was created by Xuanyuan, Qinglian did not trust the people in the Immortal Master Mansion at all. Xu Jiyi was a man named Qingta Xianzun and was very favored. He was one of the oracles officials of the Shen Jueting Ting, not the great priest of the Shen Jueting Ting, but in fact, he had the final say on the Shen Jueting Ting."

"The first thing after the establishment of the God Jue Ting was to suppress the Immortal Master Mansion and snatch all the files about falling from the Immortal Master Mansion. Qinglian didn't know who would become his destroyer, so her attitude was to be no one left. However, he was very contradictory."

Du Shushou asked: "What's the contradiction?"

"strength."

The reclining Buddha continued: "Now we all know that although we are weak, any of us who came from the Daxi era has a very awesome physique in this era. So Qinglian's current strategy is to cultivate part, kill part, and use the cultivated part to kill another part."

He glanced at An Zheng: "Chen Wunuo is one of the people who were trained, the first one, and the most valued one."

Du Shushou spat: "Damn, although I had known that Chen Wunuo was not a good thing, I didn't expect that after everyone fell into this era, he actually became the executioner of his own people."

"I've said everything I know, please let me go."

"The location of a hundred thousand mountains."

"You have to go to the 100,000 mountains?"

The reclining Buddha looked frightened: "Are you sick? What is Xu Liyi's strength? Do you think you will be invincible if you kill Ning Xiaolou. Let me tell you, Xu Liyi may have far surpassed the level of the Golden Immortal, and may be about to reach the level of the Supreme Immortal. Do you know what that means? Above the Supreme Immortal is the Immortal Lord, and above the Immortal Emperor is the Immortal Emperor and the Supreme Immortal. If you are willing, you can clean up the so-called Four Sects and Three Lords by one person."

An Zheng: "You don't have to worry about this, tell me the location of the 100,000 mountains."

"No"

The reclining Buddha sighed: "I bet Xu Freeyi will come to you soon."

Du Shushou looked at An Zheng: "What should I do with this person? He has many lives and has done more bad things. Such people should not let go just because he said something."

The reclining Buddha immediately screamed: "An Zheng! You can't go back on your word! I just agreed, as long as I tell you everything I know, you will let me go."

An Zheng stood up and looked at the reclining Buddha: "If you change the position and you caught me, will you let me go?"

"I"

The reclining Buddha opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

An Zheng turned around and walked back: "Since he will come up, then prepare for this battle. The Immortal level is probably the strongest opponent we have ever encountered. But no matter who it is, I will not let him easily destroy everything that we are hard-won now."

Du Shushou drew his sword and killed the reclining Buddha with one knife.

At this moment, they are no longer children living in the Cangman Mountain Fantasy World. Since they entered this world, they are no longer the same.

At this moment, 9900 miles away from Yancheng, Chen Shaobai was carrying a shoulder pole, and there were baskets hanging on both ends of the shoulder pole. The basket on the left contained some clothes and other things, and the basket on the right contained an old man with white beard.

"Can you go faster?"

The white-bearded old man looked disgusted: "In my lifetime, I want to see what Yancheng looks like again."

Chen Shaobai: "You want to get faster, give money, and buy horses."

The white-bearded old man: "It's so tiring to buy a horse."

"Why are you tired when buying a horse?"

"You have to carry a horse to buy it."

The old man with white beard leaned against the basket and stretched: "Good apprentice, you'd better go to the place within ten days, otherwise you might not see your friends."

He raised his finger and pointed to the south: "Did you see it? There is a large ball of black air floating north over there, which is evil spirit. Your friend's life disaster, everyone has his own life disaster, and he has gone too smoothly for the rest of his life, so his life disaster is greater than anyone else."

Chen Shaobai's face changed, his heartbeat accelerated, and his feet also began to accelerate.
Chapter completed!