Traveling from The Deer and Ding Tale

Chapter 125 Could it be that my posture is too handsome? (seeking subscription)
As a strong man who is about to break through the Nascent Soul Realm, Leader Qiu is still quite conceited about his own cultivation.

However, Zhou Ping'an was keenly aware that this was an excellent opportunity to arrange an adventure.

As long as I scare them with my magic stick skills, and then sneak past them.

Isn't the adventure arranged?

Hehehe, sure.

However, just when Zhou Pingan was about to use the magic stick to make a fool of himself, suddenly, Lu Changshou, the Nascent Soul Realm disciple with the highest cultivation level present, was shocked.

"Look, everyone! It's the Cat Killing Sword!"

Immediately afterwards, one monk after another was also shocked.

"There is also the Sha Sha Knife!"

"There's also a capture gun!"

"There are also wings and axes!"

"This is the place where gas trainers practice. How can there be so many magical weapons?"

"This seems to be the rumored treasure house of harmony!"

Liu Mang, the deacon in charge of opening the secret realm, originally cultivated in the realm of transforming spirits, unexpectedly was snatched by Lu Changshou, and his face was a little embarrassed.

"The Treasure House of Hedao? 2000 years ago, the unborn Mahayana master in Zhongzhou stored treasures for transcending tribulations and ascending?"

A Nascent Soul monk with a gray beard said in shock.

"It's very possible. The Mahayana master 2000 years ago caused a catastrophe of all phenomena when he passed through the tribulation. The treasures were killed by the catastrophe before they could be used to form formations. These treasures are basically consistent with the rumors. It should be Can’t be wrong.”

Liu Mang looked dignified and surprised.

"The treasure house of harmony that countless monks have been searching for for 2000 years is actually hidden in the secret realm of our experience!"

"And it's the most unremarkable place for Qi practitioners to practice!"

"Senior brother Zhou is indeed the incarnation of luck. In such a barren and unremarkable secret realm, he can still lead to such a great adventure!"

"With this treasure house of harmony, our sect will become even stronger! This is all thanks to Ping An!"

For a moment, five or six thousand monks were all erupting, and the eyes of everyone looking at Zhou Ping'an became more and more fiery.

"Could it be that I have also become the child of luck?"

Leader Qiu looked at his hand in disbelief.

The heat that blasted the top of the mountain just now burst out from his palm.

However, apart from himself, no one believed that it was him.

"Second Senior Brother, now you believe that there will always be good luck and miracles where Senior Brother Zhou is?"

Wang Genji's expression was dull and excited.

Is that all right? ? ? ! ! !
Could it be that my posture was so handsome that I actually won by lying down at the last moment?
I said it earlier, I was almost scared. I jumped.

But how to deal with this treasure house of harmony?
If everyone was asked to pick it up by themselves, they would have to fight.

Moreover, with my cultivation level as a Qi practitioner, I probably won't even be able to fart.

If you choose it by yourself first, it will be a bit too ugly to eat.

"Deacon Liu, what do you think we should do now?"

Thinking of this, Zhou Pingan kicked the ball to Liu Mang.

What does it matter to me?

I'm just here to maintain order.

Among these people, there are a lot of second-generation people, and several people who came through the back door. I, a small deacon, can be the master?

However, Liu Mang also knew that Zhou Ping'an's words were not only basically equivalent to the suzerain Yi Xingtian's decree, but even the head teachers who were difficult to adjust were full of praise for him.

He said one, few people dare to say two.

It is an anecdote in the world that a Qi trainer who can't beat anyone can walk sideways in Taiyizong.

Although Liu Mang is in the realm of transforming gods, he has to obey.

"Ping'an, you are the sect master's close disciple, so it is most appropriate for you to make the arrangements, hehehe."

Liu busy said cautiously.

"Qianqian is also a closed disciple, and her cultivation level is higher than mine."

Zhou Pingan continued to be modest and obviously didn't want to catch the ball.

Where does this depend on cultivation?
It's your turn to be a qi trainer beeping here?

Do I have to say, suzerain and the others just look at your handsome face?

It is really strange that the prehistoric world does not look at the cultivation but looks at the face.

Liu Mang felt like he was vomiting blood, but the actual situation no longer allowed him to refuse again.

All the monks have their eyes shining.

correct.

Since I can't kick the ball back, I can kick it to someone else.

I'm such a genius.

Thinking of this, Liu Mang said complacently, "Since most of the treasure house of Hedao is weapons, I suggest that all the masters be invited to witness together, and then the master of Yujiantang martial arts should report to the suzerain before making a decision. .”

Well, very good, if the master and the head teacher come, basically I will take the lead.

Zhou Ping'an was in a good mood, and with a smile on his face, he stepped forward and patted Liu Mang on the shoulder, "Deacon Liu is really experienced in handling sect affairs!"

"Hehehe, where is it, thank you for your compliment!" Liu Mang hurriedly nodded and bowed to accompany her smile, with a respectful and humble attitude.

The majestic Deacon of Transforming God Realm is so respectful to the disciples of Qi practitioners. It seems that the master is not only handsome, but also very prestigious.

Bai Xue looked at Zhou Ping'an and started committing nympho again.

"Brother Smelly is becoming more and more popular with female monks, what should we do?"

Mu Qianqian was secretly worried.

Not long after, Qiu Wanchi, Taoist Zifu and other teachers rushed over.

"Father, it was me, I split that mountain with one palm!"

Leader Qiu looked excited.

"Sure enough, my son."

However, before Qiu Wanchi had time to praise Leader Qiu, the Taoist of the Zi Mansion almost choked him to death with a word.

"You have come to this Wuqi secret realm tens of thousands of times. If you don't hack it sooner or later, you have to wait until peace comes?"

None of the other five or six thousand monks believed that this was the luck of President Qiu.

However, a bunch of teachers came over, and none of them could come up with a convincing reason for the distribution, so we had to remove the magical weapons and sharp weapons in the Hedao treasure house first, and then decide on the distribution plan in the future.

Seeing that he had completed the performance task, Zhou Pingan quickly found a chance to leave.

On this day, Zhou Ping'an was playing happily with Mu Qianqian and Bai Xue in the secret realm, and the Foundation Establishment Realm Xiaodao boy who was on duty in the main hall sent an admission ticket over.

"Drawing lots to determine the ownership of the experience treasures? What a shame they thought of it. The senior brother must choose first." Mu Qianqian looked a little unhappy after reading the tickets.

"Master, this means something. With Master's character, he will definitely be able to draw the best treasure!" Bai Xue was full of confidence.

"Hehe, low-key, low-key, you have to be humble."

Zhou Pingan smiled slightly, he still didn't care much about such trivial matters as the lottery draw.

At that time, no matter what you draw randomly, don't show it to others, just keep it mysterious.

For this lottery draw, Arachi, the master of the formation hall, specially moved the Qingyun in the sky, and built a Qingyun City at an altitude of more than 3000 meters.

In Qingyun City, there were lanterns and banners, and all the monks were beaming with joy.

"This Arach is really an Allah." Zhou Ping'an looked embarrassed.

Qingyun City was built elegantly and luxuriously, but at an altitude of more than 3000 meters, he couldn't fly up.
(End of this chapter)