I Can’t Be a Sword God

In an empty clean room.

There is the faint sound of waves and waves.

A middle-aged scribe in a white robe and crown was sitting on the side of the table, with his chest full and meticulous.

His eyes were facing the chart on the wall, in which petrels were flying and the waves were raging.

There is no need to mention the identity of this person, he is one of the five Dharma Kings of the Demon Sect, and also the extremely mysterious Lord Canghai.

Therefore, it is said that as long as you find Mr. Canghai, there is nothing you cannot buy. Unless, you can't afford the price.

On the other side of his desk was an old man in a ragged coat.

That's right, the soul Gu master that day.

It seems that they did not become enemies, but became friends.

It's just that Lord Canghai is not facing a soul Gu master.

now.

Opposite him, there was a vaguely extra moon in the picture of the ocean waves.

How's it going? he asked.

Ripples gently swayed in the moon, and an elegant voice came back.

My lord, the Prison Officer of Xuanwu Town seems to have found his target, and will take action in the near future.

Okay. Cang Haijun nodded: As long as they make a move, no matter whether they succeed or not, they must record the whereabouts of Xuanbingjian, and there is no room for loss.

yes.

After a brief conversation.

Cang Haijun flicked his sleeves lightly, and the sea waves in front of him suddenly calmed down, and the rippling light lines disappeared.

Then, he turned around.

The soul Gu master on the opposite side dared to let out a long sigh of relief.

I didn't expect...Your Majesty, your target is Xuanwu. That's...a divine beast.

The so-called good and bad beasts are just the human race's wishful thinking. The four elephants don't have any feelings for the human race, as long as there is enough exchange of benefits...it is too easy for them to destroy some human races. Cang Haijun said expressionlessly.

The old man is a bit curious... The soul Gu master asked cautiously: The four elephants are already at the top of the world, and they can no longer be promoted. What will be able to drive that kind of existence?

Who said it can't be improved? Cang Haijun asked back.

Er... The soul Gu master was at a loss for words for a moment.

Living under the fence, his demeanor was a little more humble at this time.

Perhaps in terms of life realm, they have reached the limit of the human world. But...in terms of strength, the four elephants may not be able to go further. After all...the unicorn, which is also a divine beast, also has an existence that is capable of destroying the world in legend... ...Peng, the strength must surpass the four elephants.

Mr. Cang Hai did not have a superior attitude, and explained to him peacefully.

He suddenly asked again: Do you know where the difference is?

I don't know. The soul Gu master shook his head.

Because they have the help of the human race, Qilin has been attached to the royal family for generations, and Kun has its own believers in Beiming. The Beiming sect has been passed down for more than 20,000 years... I am afraid that there is no inheritance in the world that is longer than them. And the four elephants , lacking this kind of help, they themselves don't know how the human race should help them...but I just happen to know something. Cang Haijun said.

Communicate with each other... the soul Gu master muttered, Your Majesty's understanding of these four characters is really profound. I'm afraid there is nothing in the world that you can't exchange for.

There are still... Cang Haijun lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: If possible, I really want to go to the underworld to exchange Xue'e's life. It's a pity... I don't have that bargaining chip.

The soul Gu master was silent.

I can't wait to slap myself for my stinky mouth.

...

Musk House.

Among the many large brothels in Shenluo City, it is one of the best. In the past few decades, there have been many famous oirans who moved Shenluo City here, and they have contributed innumerable strengths to the glory of the Fengyue industry in Shenluo City.

It can be called the leader of the chicken world.

What's even more rare is that it still maintains a very strong vitality in today's rapid rise and fall of the industry. And today's Musk Academy is undoubtedly the top brand.

It was Hua Qiluo who won the second place in the Huadu Conference last year.

With her glamorous, enthusiastic and generous temperament, and her persistent and dedicated spirit, she has won the love of a large number of literati and refined scholars.

People often feel sorry for her. If it wasn't for the fact that Xie Shirong was so unnatural, she should have been an existence that overwhelmed the world.

But such a beloved flower girl unexpectedly fell ill on the eve of the Huadu Conference.

And what he got was a strange kind of soul-loss disease.

She would sometimes wake up in the middle of the night and forget everything around her. Sometimes I have a splitting headache and feel like I am another person.

Musk Hospital paid a lot of money to hire a doctor from Xuanhu Villa when all kinds of examinations failed.

The doctor happened to walk into a Taoist temple named Deyun.

Things in the world are so unpredictable.

When the little genius doctor returned to the Musk Academy, there were two more people behind him.

A handsome little Taoist priest, and a muscular monk.

That's right.

After learning about Hua Qiluo, everyone felt that there might be something strange about it. Thinking of the previous things such as possession and transformation, Li Chu wanted to go with the little genius doctor, and at the same time went to find another person to go with him.

The monk Shenmu who was in Bailong Temple at that time.

The monk Shenmu was listening to the scriptures beside Zen Master Yishen at that time. When Li Chu and the little doctor came to him, he asked with a very rare serious expression: You two came to see the little monk, why?

Li Chu said bluntly: We want to invite you to the Musk Court.

Immediately, Shenmu's face changed greatly: My uncle is still there!

Zen Master Yishen naturally heard it nearby, and asked, Where is Musk Court?

Li Chudao: It's a local brothel.

Zen Master Yishen looked thoughtfully at Monk Shenmu: How...how do you know where that is?

Monk Shenmu's nostrils flared instantly, and cold sweat flowed wildly.

But in the end Li Chu borrowed him out, it was very simple, because he was the one who borrowed it.

The monks in Shuangfei Temple have always heard of his name, and because they saw his miracles during the last ceremony, Zen Master Yishen wished that the monk Shenmu could get closer to Li Chu and become a firm executor of Buddhism and Taoism. .

then.

Facing the bizarre gaze of the waiter in Musk Court, the little miracle doctor said slowly:

As a doctor, it's reasonable for me to carry a Taoist talisman with me?

ah?

Similarly, as a doctor, it is reasonable for me to bring a monk to chant sutras, right?

Clam?

Thanks to the little genius doctor being Xuanhuweng's high apprentice, if it wasn't for this status, he might be dismissed as a psychopath.

Come upstairs.

It was time for Hua Qiluo to practice dancing.

She was so stunning in Shenluo City back then, thanks to her superb fan dance. Even though he is sick, he still hasn't stopped training.

after all.

I can't dance.

There is no hope.

Looking at the beautiful figure spinning in the empty field ahead, even without lights and stage, the three of them were still a little shocked.

Absolutely beautiful.

Li Chu asked: Do you think there is something strange about that woman?

The god-eye monk frowned.

This woman... is indeed a bit strange...

Where? Li Chu asked.

It's because of her... Shenmu monk scratched his bald head: It's so beautiful.

There have been no fights in several chapters, and it seems a bit flat. But it's all foreshadowing, and there's no good way, it'll be over soon...