527 A true God.4

Gongyang su nodded and continued, ”

“In addition, if the people closest to young master Xu, such as his parents, had their traces of existence erased, would young master Xu feel that he had jumped out of a rock? Would other people think that young master Xu was born from a rock?

“Even a technique to hide from the heavens has to follow the laws of heaven and earth and the principles of the great Dao. If it’s the person closest to them, they’ll leave a vague concept in their minds, but they won’t be able to remember the corresponding details.”

No wonder Wei Yuan said that he always forgot about the first director. Only when he recalled the information from the Directorate of Celestials would he remember the first director from the fragments of history!

“You know a lot,” Xu Qi ‘an said.

Gongyang su laughed with a clear conscience,”It’s not that I know a lot, but that’s all my bloodline knows. Since we’ve come to this point, I’ll tell you some more secrets about the Warlock system.

“The first and second ranks of warlocks are very mysterious. Even my ancestor doesn’t know the names of these two ranks or the corresponding means.”

“Thank you for the reminder,” Xu Qi ‘an nodded slowly.

After the conversation ended, Xu Qi ‘an slowly walked toward Zhong Li, who was by the stream. She was cleaning her wound and constantly wiping her swollen and bloodshot leg with a brown ointment.

When the swelling in her legs had subsided a little, she took out two wooden sticks that she had prepared and tore off a piece of cloth, intending to set her bones.

Xu Qi ‘an suddenly shouted from behind her.

Zhong Li shivered in fear, and a wooden stick slipped out of her hand, floating away along the stream.

Xu Qi ‘an put his hands on his waist and looked at him proudly.

“You …”

Zhong Li was a little angry, she gritted her teeth and mumbled, “”I won’t go back to find you next time.”

“Alright, alright, what’s there to pity about a broken stick? When we return to the capital, I’ll give you a silver rod.”

Xu Qi ‘an pulled her up and carried the unlucky fifth Senior Sister on his back. He said loudly, “”Daoist priest, it’s time to go back to the capital.”

After a while, the flying sword and the paper crane flew away with the wind, scuttling into the sky and disappearing.

With his back to the setting sun, Xu Qi ‘an held Zhong Li’s perky butt with both hands and sang loudly.

The members of the Hou Tu gang raised their heads and watched the experts leave, their hearts shaking.

“The light of the righteous path, shine on the great banner …” A high-pitched voice was heard from afar.

…………

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the members of the Hou Tu gang rushed to the city gate of Xiang city. There was only a quarter of an hour left before the city gate closed.

hurry up, hurry up. Find an inn to rest. Any later and the curfew will be up. The gang master of the sick man gang urged the gang members to speed up.

Looking back, he realized that Qian you did not follow him. Instead, he stopped by the notice wall at the city gate and looked at the official notice on it.

“Qian you, Qian you … What the f * ck are you standing there for? is there a woman on the wall that you can’t even move your feet?” The gang leader of the sick man gang roared in anger.

Qian you turned his head, and his expression was indescribable. He stuttered, “”Gang, gang leader, you, you come over for a moment …”

The gang leader of the sick man gang went over angrily and scolded, “”If there’s no woman on the wall, I’ll strip you naked and paste you on the wall.”

As he cursed, he followed Qian you’s hand and looked at the notice on the wall.

Then, the two of them were stunned by the wall.

“Gang leader, what’s wrong with you two?”

When the other members saw this, they walked over. They thought to themselves, ” there’s also a beautiful woman on the wall. What’s going on with these two? ”

Looking closely, there was an official notice on the wall:

Xin chounian, on the 18th day of the 3rd month, the Buddhist diplomatic mission arrived in the capital city. They wanted to fight with the Directorate of Celestials. The night watchman, Xu Qi. an. from the Yamen. came to fight. He broke the formation, destroyed the Golden body, and debated the Buddhist Dharma … He would defeat the Buddhists and display the might of the country.

Qian you stammered. I, I remember the name of my benefactor. It’s Xu Qi ‘an?!

“Gulp!” A member of the Houtu gang gulped.

“Gulp …”

The sound of people swallowing their saliva could be heard.

He represented the Directorate of Celestials in. battle of magical powers and defeated the Buddhist sect … Gongyang SU’s pupils contracted violently. He could sense that the young man surnamed Xu had an extraordinary identity.

However, he did not expect the other party to be such a person.

“I was wrong, I was wrong …” The gang leader mumbled.

“I naively thought that he was the lowest ranked martial artist, but it turns out that he’s the real big Shot. Breaking the Dharma array, cutting the Golden body, debating the Dharma … He’s truly a God.”

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[ PS: today should be the earliest update. Every time I see everyone saying,”They redefined five o ‘clock.

I’m ashamed.

But today, I’m going to put my hands on my waist and say,”Everyone, please re-define five o ‘clock.

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