Da Bong fights more people

Aunt Zhang was taken aback.

She cried: "I don't know, I, I forgot..."

...........

Somewhere in the suburbs of Beijing.

Luo Yuheng held the sword in one hand and rested her forehead in the other, her face was slightly pained.

"Xu, Xu Qi'an, Xu Qi'an..."

She tried her best to fight against something, but she still couldn't prevent some information from being forgotten.

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PS: In the third shift tomorrow, finish writing this episode.

Chapter 257 Reversal

The picture in front of Xu Qi'an's eyes changed, from blurry to clear in less than a second.

Then, he found himself at the mouth of a certain valley, the valley was quiet, the flowers and plants were withered, the trees were bare, depressed and quiet.

Xu Qian closed his eyes, sensed the temperature and humidity of the air, and heaved a sigh of relief. The climate was not much different from that of the capital, which meant that the first generation supervisor did not take him out of Dafeng, or to the border.

For most of the high-level practitioners except Wu Fu, tens of miles and hundreds of miles are a step away.

The warlock in white raised his hand, put his middle finger against his thumb, and a drop of blood popped out, "hum", the blood drop hit the invisible air wall, and the air rippled.

"This is the secret place that I spent a lot of energy building back then. Only me, or my blood, can enter, not even the prison guard. Forcibly breaking in will only make this place collapse."

The warlock in white carried Xu Qi'an and stepped into the barrier.

Xu Qi'an penetrated through the thin, transparent air realm, and the scenery in front of his eyes completely changed. The valley was still a valley, but there were no vegetation, and there was only a huge stone plate engraved with various mantras.

The diameter of the stone plate is ten feet, covering almost every inch of land in the valley. .

As soon as he saw the stone plate, Xu Qi'an felt the familiar feeling of dizziness again, like a pregnant woman who couldn't bear to vomit.

"I have carved this formation intermittently for more than 30 years. A total of [-] formations have been combined into one formation. It is unparalleled in offense and defense. Except for the first-rank supervisor, it is difficult for anyone to break through here."

The white-clothed warlock explained in a gentle tone.

Why is his secret place not far from the capital... Xu Qi'an frowned, flashing past this doubt.

Xu Qi'an didn't think too much, because his attention was attracted by a mummy sitting cross-legged in the formation.

The clothes on the mummy were rather weird, made of cloth and animal skins, colorful stones were hung around the waist, and layered sweat towel caps were worn on the head.

People from southern Xinjiang?

This is a typical southern Xinjiang clothing style.

"He, he is the former leader of the Heavenly Gu Department?!" Xu Qi'an's heart moved, and he expressed his guess.

"That's right, he is the Heavenly Gu old man who stole the great luck with me."

The white-clothed warlock answered every question, and the cloud was calm, as if everything was under control.

"How did he die here?"

Xu Qi'an stared at the mosaiced face of the first superintendent? His face was full of doubts? As if to say: Are you engaging in internal strife?

"He didn't have a long lifespan, and he planned a great fortune with me, and suffered a backlash? Not long after the Battle of Shanhaiguan ended, he died."

The first generation supervisor said with emotion: "Stealing the national fortune? Of course, you will suffer backlash, including taking your luck now? I will also suffer backlash. This is the price that must be borne."

Lina said that the old man Tiangu's purpose in seeking great luck is to restore the statues of the Confucian saints and re-seal the witch god...... Xu Qi'an pondered and said:

"Will he be willing to make your wedding dress?"

It is impossible for a strong man who can plan great luck to not know his lifespan and physical condition? How could he do such a thing as a wedding dress for someone.

The warlock in white stood side by side with Xu Qi'an? Looking at the mummy in the center of the formation, he said:

"There is a price to be paid for this gift, and the price is to seal the Gu God. Is this the karma between me and him? Don't worry about it."

Xu Qi'an was silent for a moment, then whispered: "Do I have to die?"

The warlock in white was silent.

Xu Qi'an turned his head and looked at him sincerely: "I don't care about this luck, this is your thing, I can return it to you."

The warlock in white said slowly:

"When you step into the second rank and become a joint martial artist, you will be able to bear the consequences of losing your luck. But I can't wait that long.

"Wei Yuan is dead, Joan of Arc is dead, and the dragon's veins are scattered. These are the general trends. Qi practitioners need to follow the trend. If you don't seize this opportunity, the time will pass when you are promoted to the second rank.

"To achieve great things, you must seize the opportunity, you should understand."

After a pause, he sighed, "Besides, when you become a martial artist, I may not be able to subdue you again."

A trace of sadness flashed in Xu Qi'an's eyes, he immediately calmed down and asked:

"How did you hide it from the supervisor and put luck on me?"

This question has troubled him for a long time. You must know that the supervisor is a first-grade warlock, and no one understands luck better than him. How did the first generation do so quietly and let luck sleep on him for 20 years.

The white-clothed warlock looked at the mummy, and said calmly: "This is not my ability, it is the method of the old man Tiangu. It was the same method at the beginning. It was hidden from the prison and successfully stole the luck."

What way...Xu Qi'an waited for a while, but did not wait for the explanation from the white-clothed warlock.

"To untie the bell, you need the person who tied it to extract your luck. You need his help, as well as this great formation."

The white-clothed warlock carried Xu Qi'an, and placed him somewhere that seemed to be understated but concealed a secret, just facing the mummy.

He needs the help of this formation to extract luck, and he started planning 30 years ago... Xu Qi'an felt in his heart that the old silver coin works with thousands of miles.

He didn't resist, and he was powerless to resist. After standing obediently, he asked:

"I really want to know if blocking the secrets can erase my name."

The warlock in white paused for a moment, and said, "Why do you ask that?"

Xu Qi'an smiled expressionlessly:

"I'm just curious. To what extent can you block a person? Erase him from the world completely? Block a person who is known to the world, how will the world react? Like the emperor, like me.