Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Three thousand white clothes!

The Lord of the Qing Emperor Palace, Qin Changqing!

Although everyone around the gambling arena had expected it, when they saw the white clothes flying across the sky, everyone's expression became stunned again.

Quietly, the entire gambling arena fell into silence.

No one spoke, and everyone looked at the figure standing calmly under the three thousand white clothes.

Awe, envy, jealousy...all kinds of eyes gathered on one person.

Su Xuan was even more silent, she looked at the three thousand white clothes.

There is still one move in the agreement of ten moves.

But how can she use this move? Burn the law, burn the life?

Even if she burns the law and burns the life, can one move kill the three thousand shadows in front?

She looked at Qin Xuan and looked at Qin Xuan.

"You, won!" At this moment, Su Xuan laughed lightly and turned around.

The moment she turned around, Su Xuan's shoulders were shaking slightly.

Ten years, ten years she has been catching up with Qin Xuan's footsteps, however, in these ten years, Su Xuan found that the gap between her and Qin Xuan is getting bigger and bigger.

Unwilling?

Perhaps!

A trace of self-mockery flashed across Su Xuan's lips, and Qin Xuan's words seemed to still linger in her ears.

The saint of Shengtian Zhenzong, in the vast starry sky, in the world of cultivation, can't even be called a genius.

I let you ten moves, I don't want to bully you.

Su Xuan's shoulders trembled more and more, and there were more bloodshot in her eyes.

"Qin Changqing, sooner or later, I, Su Xuan, will definitely beat you!"

She had a thought in her heart, but she never spoke.

With a loud bang, Su Xuan's body separated from Shengtian Zhenlian, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and a long rainbow rose under her feet, rushing straight out of Tongbao City.

Qin Xuan looked at Su Xuan's figure, his eyes were like still water, and his body was surrounded by three thousand white clothes, quietly returning to his body.

Whether it was entanglement or grudges,

At least after this fight, Su Xuan will not provoke him again in the short term.

As for the future...

Qin Xuan stepped out of the gambling arena. With Su Xuan's qualifications, it was just a joke to want to fight him again.

After Qin Xuan and Su Xuan left, the entire gambling arena was boiling.

It was like an explosion after a calm, and everyone was discussing the previous fight.

"Under that robe, it is really the Green Emperor Palace Master Qin Changqing!"

"Ten years, ten years Qin Changqing disappeared, now he actually appeared in Tongbao City!"

"Ten moves, that is the Saint Su Xuan, in front of the Green Emperor Palace Master, she didn't even dare to use the tenth move, and she was defeated."

"Qin Changqing, no wonder he is so arrogant, if I can have his style one day, it will be enough even if I have no hope of becoming an immortal."

"Doesn't it mean that Xianhuang City is about to open? Qin Changqing holds the key to Xianhuang City, and now he appears..."

...

The whole gambling arena was boiling, and Qin Xuan had returned to his original position in Changqing Building.

In the empty Changqing Building, Qin Xuan saw the returning boy and Luo Yao.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly. He suppressed Luo Yao at the beginning, but later he saw Feng Bao and found that Luo Yao was not there.

He didn't ask much at that time, but now it seems that Feng Bao has arranged a good place for Luo Yao.

Tongbao City, Changqing Tower!

"Hello, senior!" Luo Yao came over and bowed slowly.

"Why be so polite? I regard Feng Bao as a friend, so you can call me Changqing." Qin Xuan looked at Luo Yao, with a hint of strangeness in the depths of his eyes.

Luo Yao was stunned. In her impression, Qin Xuan was not such an easy-going person.

Could it be...

"Pregnant in the belly, congratulations!"

Qin Xuan raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Luo Yao, and at the same time, he couldn't help but smile in his heart, "Feng Bao, that fat guy, acted too quickly, it's only been ten years."

Luo Yao was stunned, and then her cheeks seemed to be on fire.

"Senior Changqing, don't misunderstand, I just like children."

"Yeah!"

"That was an accident..."

"Yeah!"

Qin Xuan looked at Luo Yao, looking at his fleeing figure, smiling.

He gradually retracted his gaze and turned to look outside Changqing Tower.

Offspring?

Hao'er!

He took a sip of the Wanbao Jingli, but his eyes seemed to see the vast starry sky through the Xianfeng Ruins.

Ten years, it has been almost a hundred years since Qin Hao and others entered the world of cultivation.

After this Xianfeng Ruins, let's go to the world of cultivation.

I wonder if the old friends are doing well now?

About three hours later, the Changqing Building was already crowded.

Even outside the building, many cultivators gathered.

They looked at Qin Xuan, but the tables and chairs near Qin Xuan were empty.

Many people even saw Qin Xuan for the first time, and they were extremely curious about this Qingdi Palace Master.

At this moment, the outside of the building suddenly became dead silent.

Immediately, three figures entered the Changqing Building.

The leader was a woman in a purple gauze dress, with a graceful and charming figure, white lines between her eyebrows, enchanting eyes, red lips, jade neck, and a touch of white on her chest, which was even more arousing.The most primitive desire in the heart.

On the right, there is a Taoist, wearing a gray robe, with a high bun, scattered white hair, like snow silk in the dark night, a pair of slightly treacherous eyes, and a faint weird smile at the corner of his mouth, looking like a charlatan wandering in the world.

On the left, there is a monk wearing a red and gold cassock, and the gold silk on the cassock seems to be flowing, extraordinary to the extreme, with straight eyebrows and light eyes, no ordinary hair on his head, a little Buddha sand on his forehead, holding Buddha power in one hand and a golden staff in the other, like a Mahayana monk.

The three looked at Qin Xuan with different expressions.

Wuxian was surprised, Tianxu laughed strangely, Wuliang bowed his head.

"Changqing!" Wuxian's figure flashed and appeared beside Qin Xuan. Her arm was boneless and touched Qin Xuan's shoulder. "You finally showed up. I heard that you gave Su Xuan that fool a good lesson?"

Wuxian's eyes curved up with laughter, as if the whole Changqing Building was full of charm.

She patted Qin Xuan's shoulder and said, "Well done!"

"Girl, it's not you who beat Su Xuan. Don't be too happy too early." Tianxu was spoiling the show as usual. "Don't forget, seven years ago you fought with Su Xuan, but you lost half a move. If it weren't for me, your reputation as the Saint Wuxian would be ruined!"

"Old Taoist, shut up. A dog can't spit out ivory." Wuxian glared at Tianxu fiercely. She thought that the fight seven years ago was the greatest humiliation in her life. For this reason, she restrained her playful thoughts in the past seven years, and practiced hard, looking for opportunities, and honing herself.

"Girl, it's boring if you repay kindness with enmity like this!"

"Do you want to die?" Wuxian showed a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

Wuliang, who was standing aside, seemed to have long been accustomed to the bickering between the two.

He came with a golden staff in his hand, "I congratulate Changqing for his great increase in power in the past ten years. I am merciful to you. I think you have a connection with my Buddhist sect. If you are willing to leave the mundane world and join my Buddhist sect, I am afraid your strength will be more than this!"

"You bald donkey, do you want to die? Let Changqing go with you to become a monk!"

"That's right, Changqing, don't be fooled by this bald donkey. In the past ten years, he has harmed countless monks. Do you see this cassock? It is a treasure of a half-step Daoist. He knocked it out with a stick and took it away!"

Wuxian and Tianxu, who were bickering before, now shared the same hatred and glared at Wuliang.

Wuliang didn't care. He held a Buddhist ceremony and sighed, "This thing is destined to be with my Buddha. All things have spirits. How can I watch others squander heaven's gifts? Although this is immoral, it is also a helpless act."

"For the spirit of this cassock, if I don't go to hell, who will?"

"Do you still have shame?"

"This guy is thicker-skinned than that old Taoist priest!"

The sound of spitting and disgust rang out in the Changqing Building. The monks around looked at these three people and were even more stunned.

Who would have thought that these three people, looking at the Xianhuang ruins, were few and far between.