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Chapter 155 Jiang Longxiang: I am no longer a human being (please subscribe)
"Let me do it…"

Jiang Cheng took a step forward. He was in charge of Jinyiwei, responsible for intelligence work, and knew the ins and outs of the matter.

He told Jiang Zirou everything about Jin Mingxi and the others.

Including those things that happened in Mongolia before and the information learned from the mouth of the selfless elder.

"Qingfeng Holy Mountain."

After hearing this, Jiang Zirou's eyes were serious. This matter was much more serious than she had imagined.

"Miss Huang..."

Jiang Longxiang spoke suddenly and looked at her seriously.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Zirou asked.

She felt a little strange, Jiang Longxiang usually has a straightforward personality, but now he looks a little hesitant.

"Do you think we did this wrong?"

Jiang Longxiang took a deep breath and asked.

"Naturally."

Jiang Zirou chuckled, and then realized that after this incident, Jiang Longxiang and the others were indeed a little too nervous.

"Trouble will come to you sooner or later, even if it is caught without a fight, it will not change the result in any way."

Jiang Zirou said calmly:

"So, the most fundamental reason is that you are not strong enough. If you are strong enough, if you encounter such a thing, you will find trouble with Qingfeng Mountain instead."

"Thank you Queen!"

Jiang Longxiang clasped his fists, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but there was a little emotion in his voice.

"Cultivate well, and I will take care of the rest."

Say it.

Jiang Zirou turned around and looked at Master Sanzang beside him.

"Thanks to Master Sanzang's generous action this time."

She has bright eyes and bright teeth, and when she smiles, she is as beautiful as the moon shining through the clouds.

"Amitabha..." Master Sanzang, who is completely emotionally blind, clasped his hands together and saluted, "This is what a poor monk should do. As for the reward, it's fine...uh."

Looking at the two halos in Jiang Zirou's hands.

Feeling the extremely familiar breath, the last half of the sentence was swallowed back by the Buddha.

Take a look, this is how the Tathagata God's Palm is used... Jiang Zirou popped out such a sentence when he saw Master Fozi's expression of losing his composure.

"The eighth form of the Tathagata God's Palm and the ninth form of the Tathagata God's Palm are boundless, and they should be my small gifts to Lord Buddha."

Jiang Zirou said with a faint smile.

I wanted to refuse at first...Even Master Sanzang, who has practiced Gujing Wubo for thousands of years, couldn't help trembling slightly at this moment.

Tathagata Palm is a unique Buddhist technique, known as the Buddha's personal teaching.

It's a pity that Master Sanzang's mastery is not complete, only seven of them.

Over the past many years.

In order to collect the complete Tathagata Palm, he spent a lot of effort, but got nothing.

It's just that I didn't expect that today after being sanctified, it would take no effort at all.

Now, no matter what, there is no way to say no.

"Thank you, benefactor..." The thousand-year-old Buddha's expression was solemn, and he bowed for a long time. Then he exhaled a foul breath, accepted the two halos in his hands representing the ten thousand Buddhas' dynasty and the boundless Dharma, and said seriously: "This time, Count me as a favor to the benefactor!"

"It's okay!"

Jiang Zirou bowed his hands and said goodbye to Master Sanzang.

……

Ling Xiao, Jiang Cheng, and Jiang Cheng said their goodbyes one by one and left.

Jiang Zirou and Jiang Longxiang walked side by side, and their destination was the imperial palace.

Jiang Longxiang is a prince of pure blood and has his own mansion in the imperial capital.

But on weekdays.

Jiang Longxiang lived in the palace most of the time. On the one hand, the reason was that the concentration of vitality in the palace was much higher than usual, and his practice was more effective with less effort.

On the other hand, it was because he himself was also responsible for the safety of the palace.

For example, regarding Jin Mingxi, Jiang Longxiang was the first of the three disciples to react.

The two walked side by side, but they didn't talk much.

The Governor's Mansion is not far from the imperial palace, and the two of them have advanced cultivation, even if they are walking, they are not slow.

Soon, back to a garden in the palace.

Before parting, Jiang Zirou raised his head and saw Jiang Longxiang's face sinking like water, obviously still entangled in the previous matter.

He couldn't help poking his waist with his elbow.

"Sister Huang..." Jiang Longxiang knelt down and looked at her seriously.

"Life is not always able to move forward. Knowing how to give up at critical junctures is also the basic principle of being a human being."

Jiang Zirou brushed her long hair around her ears, raised her head, and said with a smile.

After all, she waved her hand.

Turn away.

"Being human... giving up..."

Watching the girl's long-haired figure disappear into the autumn dusk, Jiang Longxiang squatted on the ground, muttering to himself while thinking seriously.

After a while, he clapped his hands.

"Huo!" He stood up from the ground with a firm gaze, and the gloom before was swept away.

"Sure enough! The more I cultivate, the more I realize that human power has its limits. So, does sister mean to let me choose to give up being a human being?"

The phoenix blood talent is transforming his body bit by bit.

Before, Jiang Longxiang always had various concerns about this talent.

But now, maybe it's time to take that step and fully stimulate the power in the blood!

……

First, go back to the Sutra Pavilion.

The golden sunlight shines through the windows and falls into the spacious study room.

Tiny dust drifts aimlessly in the beam.

The Sutra Pavilion was empty, and there was a faint scent of books in the air, which made people relax involuntarily.

"It's still the same as before..."

Seeing this, Jiang Zirou breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the family had Su Li and Jiang Yuqing, two living treasures. Sometimes, Jiang Zirou was really afraid that during his absence, the Sutra Pavilion would be torn down alive by these two little guys.

The scenery is the same as before, and there is a feeling of returning home after school.

The burden in my heart was unloaded, and it was indescribably easy.

"Huh... Where is that little guy Su Li?" Jiang Zirou was a little curious.

Close the doors and windows, and leave the scripture pavilion.

Back in the familiar small courtyard, Jiang Zirou met his little apprentice Nangong Xiaobai.

The little girl was wearing a plain white dress, and her long black and smooth hair was simply tied behind her head with a headband.

She was sitting on a low stool in the corner, holding a sea bowl the size of a small basin in her hand, filled with a bowl full of mutton noodle soup, which was steaming with white mist, and the aroma wafted from her nostrils.

The little girl tilted her head, her little face was almost buried in the bowl.

Carefully fish out a noodle from the bowl with chopsticks, blow on it, and stuff it into your mouth in small bites.

She ate very seriously, and from time to time she would cry out in pain.

It's kinda cute.

It wasn't until Jiang Zirou pushed the door in that Nangong Xiaobai raised his head and moved his ears slightly.

"Oh... my sister"

She stood up, her pale pupils looked in Jiang Zirou's direction, her face was full of excitement.

You look at the bowl is big and round, you look at the noodles are long and wide...

"cough!"

Seeing this scene suddenly, Jiang Zirou was a little surprised.Unexpectedly, Nangong Xiaobai, a thin and small one, is also a hidden cook.

(End of this chapter)