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Chapter 851 The disciple who has been unparalleled for three thousand years is gone!(2/2)

How could she withstand Mrs. Zi Yuan who controlled the Holy Land? She could only fall to the ground like a caterpillar.

"Send the saint back." Mrs. Ziyuan waved her hand.

Immediately, several Holy Land envoys came forward, lifted Saint Qingji and sent her away.

"Master! You can't do this to me! Am I not your little cotton-padded jacket..." Saint Qingji begged: "Wait! Give me another person, even a dog! I will go crazy if my left hand bets on my right hand.

Yes!! Master!!!"

The sound fades away.

Mrs. Ziyuan breathed out slowly.

"You are too indulging Qingji."

Mrs. Ziyuan's expression changed slightly, she immediately stood up and bowed slowly... A barefooted woman in plain clothes slowly walked out.

"Although Qing Ji is stubborn, her talent is unparalleled in the past three thousand years... Give her some time." Mrs. Zi Yuan stepped forward, like a maid, waiting for the woman to sit down, and said softly: "Master

Your Majesty, I also asked someone to prepare some spiritual food, which you used to eat."

The woman didn't say anything, but she just ate something light.

"Is it because Huozao Peak's craftsmanship today is not to Master's taste?"

"It tastes good, even more delicious than I remembered. It makes people want to eat more." The woman shook her head, "But as monks, we cannot be driven by lust. Just taste it briefly."

"The spiritual food delivered today does taste better than in the past." Mrs. Ziyuan nodded, but after hearing this, she also put down the jade bowl in her hand, and immediately asked: "Which side of the forbidden area, how nervous are you?"

"It has been arranged." The woman thought for a while and said: "However, [The Art of Deceiving the Heaven] is very expensive, and the elders will need to rest for a hundred years... But if we can obtain the complete inheritance of [Blue Emperor], it will be worth it.

.”

Mrs. Ziyuan muttered: "I have already ordered [Honggu] to take charge of the Holy Sect. After this time, the ancestors are weak, which is when I, Yaochi, are the weakest... we should seal the mountain immediately!"

"Success or failure depends on this." The woman was looking at the sea of ​​clouds outside the Holy Lord Peak. "When Yaochi opens the mountain again, it will be the day when we visit the first holy land of [Kunlun]! Even if it is the [Great Holy Land of the Netherworld], it is of no use!"

"

Mrs. Ziyuan thought it was true when she heard it, and she was a little excited...but her heart suddenly stung, as if she had lost something important, and her face changed slightly.

"What's the matter?" The woman clearly noticed something strange about Mrs. Ziyuan.

Mrs. Ziyuan muttered: "I don't know why, but my heart palpitated suddenly, as if some chance had slipped away from my disciple... Even my luck in [Yaochi Realm] has suddenly declined a lot. This...

Unprecedented!"

The woman's face was solemn and she said: "You control the Holy Land, and you are twins with the [Yaochi Realm]. I have had this feeling before... Three thousand years ago, when your senior sister died, I also had heart palpitations, and the fortune of Yaochi also plummeted.

"

Mrs. Ziyuan said in astonishment: "But Qingji's aura is strong and rising, so she shouldn't be able to..."

"Hmm..." the woman thought for a while and said, "A big event is coming, but it comes unexpectedly at this time. Master Rong should think about it carefully."

The woman started counting with her fingers together, then suddenly her face turned red and a mouthful of old blood spurted out!

Mrs. Ziyuan was shocked, "Master?!"

The woman waved her hand and calmed her breath, "It doesn't matter, I just used Yao Chi's fortune divination and suffered some backlash, but you..."

"I?"

The woman's face was ugly and she said: "You should have had a disciple who was more stunning than Qingji, but... he suddenly disappeared."

"What?"

——My future disciple is gone?





Dafeng Imperial City, West Street Hutong, in front of the houses in the alleys.

"Go in, your parents are waiting for you... Remember, don't leak what happened today to outsiders, otherwise those evil immortal masters will take you away. In this way, you will never be able to see you again.

The parents are gone!"

The little girl nodded in understanding, "Thank you uncle..."

"gone."

Several masked uncles suddenly disappeared.

The little girl immediately opened the door of the house quickly. She had long forgotten the horrific things before, and she only wanted to throw herself into the arms of her parents, "Dad, Mom! My daughter is back!"

In the house, a woman in cloth helped the pale man out. When she saw the little girl returning, she immediately burst into tears and held the child in her arms... The injured man couldn't help but kneel on the ground, thank God.

"Today there is smoke coming out of the ancestral graves in your hometown, sir!" The woman was crying and laughing at the same time, "First you met the miracle doctor and cured you, and now my daughter is back safe and sound!"

"Yes, it's time to burn some incense!"

The woman's heart moved, "Master, we may have met a god... The god cured you and asked me to cook more food tonight. I thought it was to replenish your health... Could it be that the god has already healed you?

I knew my daughter would come back, so that’s why I prepared to celebrate?!"

"If you can't speak, just speak less!" The man thought for a while and said, "I'm afraid it's not the gods who know, but the gods who saved my daughter!"

"Not bad!"
Chapter completed!
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