Pingan Chen carefully picked up the string of amulets that had lost its color.
The writing on it had already lost its color, like soaked ink staining away, and only vaguely discerned what was written.
Previously, he had been looking at the amulet with the attitude of a game giveaway, so he hadn't connected what usually happened with the amulet. Now that he knew that the Thunder Fire Amulet was genuine, was this amulet also genuine?
Chen Pingan's eyes narrowed.
The amulet had lost its color after coming back from the mountain.
There were many accidents that happened during the trip to the mountain, first the leg was fractured, and then there was a landslide.
Either of these two incidents could have left him in the lurch.
But what actually happened?
Not only did he come back from the mountain in one piece, he was also lucky enough to receive a reward from True Big Brother and earn starting capital.
"So the amulet actually produced an effect and that's why the color fell off?"
Pingan Chen played with the amulet and brought it up to his nose to smell it again.
He had already washed this amulet, but the fresh scent on it was still there, and it was not the smell of laundry detergent. He felt that his speculation was about right.
"It would be good if there was another amulet, so that it could be a verification ... Or, should I go up to the game later and ask Fang Qingchi for one?"
There was no telling if this was feasible.
If it was feasible, wouldn't he be able to whore out all his future props for nothing?
A small wave of anticipation first.
"By the way, there is also that 溙 Mountain honor guard, they are bound to be the visions produced by the recovery of the aura, at that time I felt that the emperor was a bit odd, but specifically 溙 Mountain side of the situation should only be clear to the Division of Demon Beheading ... After all, it sounds like it's also a very official organization, and the ability to gather intelligence should not be bad."
The dominant muscle sprawled on the sofa silently listened to Pingan Chen's broken thoughts.
The weak body shrunk a few more points into the corner.
It was over.
The big trouble was coming.
Big Brother had fully realized that this world was not right.
Could this be an opportunity for Big Brother's memories to be revived soon?
Would it still be able to hide its Taotie body then?
There was no longer any way to stop Big Brother from coming into contact with the anomalies of this world.
No, it still had to run, it had to find a way to run!
It looked at the spiritual plants on the windowsill and pondered in its heart for a while.
With its current rate of absorbing spiritual qi, in another week or so, it would probably be equivalent to a two-hundred year old demon, by then it would have no problem at all to forcefully break the window and escape, nothing more than being seriously injured by the talisman, but as long as it could escape, a little injury was nothing at all.
It's better than staying here and possibly dying at any time!
While Baji Muscle was seriously conspiring, Ping An Chen checked a few other things one after another.
The spirit stone string was mostly real, half of the beads had turned cloudy, probably because the aura in it had been consumed, as to how and when it was consumed needed to be tested.
The pot of grass on the windowsill is also very strange, he tried to cut the leaves and found that he couldn't cut it, first keep it, see if there will be changes in the future, such as growing a mouth out or something like that; as for the Black Scale Sword, he has already planned to sleep at night holding it.
It would be a waste to hang this kind of weapon above his bed!
It had to stay close to him to get his unique flavor!
Jie Jie!
The orange-red afterglow fell on the coffee table, the glass reflecting the blinding light, Ping An Chen was shaken for a moment, and realized afterward that it was actually dinner time.
On the armrest of the sofa, the fully charged cell phone rang with a beep.
After experiencing a whole lot of shit today, Ping An Chen was also tired, so he unplugged the charger and opened his cell phone to start the electronic girlfriend game.
He still had some ideas to test.
However, he opened the game only to find that Fang Qingchi was not in the room.
Pingan Chen carefully picked up the string of amulets that had lost its color.
The writing on it had lost its color, as if the ink that had soaked up water had fainted away, and one could only vaguely discern what was written.
Previously, he had been looking at the amulet with the attitude of a game giveaway, so he hadn't connected what usually happened with the amulet. Now that he knew that the Thunder Fire Amulet was genuine, was this amulet also genuine?
Chen Pingan's eyes narrowed.
The amulet had lost its color after coming back from the mountain.
There were many accidents that happened during the trip to the mountain, first the leg was fractured, and then there was a landslide.
Either of these two incidents could have left him in the lurch.
But what actually happened?
Not only did he come back from the mountain in one piece, he was also lucky enough to receive a reward from True Big Brother and earn starting capital.
"So the amulet actually produced an effect and that's why the color fell off?"
Pingan Chen played with the amulet and brought it up to his nose to smell it again.
He had already washed this amulet, but the fresh scent on it was still there, and it was not the smell of laundry detergent. He felt that his speculation was about right.
"It would be good if there was another amulet, so that it could be a verification ... Or, should I go up to the game later and ask Fang Qingchi for one?"
There was no telling if this was feasible.
If it was feasible, wouldn't he be able to whore out all his future props for nothing?
A small wave of anticipation first.
"By the way, there is also that 溙 Mountain honor guard, they are bound to be the visions produced by the recovery of the aura, at that time I felt that the emperor was a bit odd, but specifically 溙 Mountain side of the situation should only be clear to the Division of Demon Beheading ... After all, it sounds like it's also a very official organization, and the ability to gather intelligence should not be bad."
The dominant muscle sprawled on the sofa silently listened to Pingan Chen's broken thoughts.
The weak body shrunk a few more points into the corner.
It was over.
The big trouble was coming.
Big Brother had fully realized that this world was not right.
Could this be an opportunity for Big Brother's memories to be revived soon?
Would it still be able to hide its Taotie body then?
There was no longer any way to stop Big Brother from coming into contact with the anomalies of this world.
No, it still had to run, it had to find a way to run!
It looked at the spiritual plants on the windowsill and pondered in its heart for a while.
With its current rate of absorbing spiritual qi, in another week or so, it would probably be equivalent to a two-hundred year old demon, by then it would have no problem at all to forcefully break the window and escape, nothing more than being seriously injured by the talisman, but as long as it could escape, a little injury was nothing at all.
It's better than staying here and possibly dying at any time!
While Baji Muscle was seriously conspiring, Ping An Chen checked a few other things one after another.
The spirit stone string was mostly real, half of the beads had turned cloudy, probably because the aura in it had been consumed, as to how and when it was consumed needed to be tested.
The pot of grass on the windowsill is also very strange, he tried to cut the leaves and found that he couldn't cut it, first keep it, see if there will be changes in the future, such as growing a mouth out or something like that; as for the Black Scale Sword, he has already planned to sleep at night holding it.
It would be a waste to hang this kind of weapon above his bed!
It had to stay close to him to get his unique flavor!
Jie Jie!
The orange-red afterglow fell on the coffee table, the glass reflecting the blinding light, Ping An Chen was shaken for a moment, and realized afterward that it was actually dinner time.
On the armrest of the sofa, the fully charged cell phone rang with a beep.
After experiencing a whole lot of shit today, Ping An Chen was also tired, so he unplugged the charger and opened his cell phone to start the electronic girlfriend game.
He still had some ideas to test.
However, he opened the game only to find that Fang Qingchi was not in the room.
She was standing at the head of Sunset Peak draped in the afterglow of the setting sun, in front of her stood Eldest Sister Yue Qianchi and Pavilion Master Su Qiannian, the three of them looked serious and seemed to be talking about something.
"What is this?"
Chen Pingan turned the volume up to the maximum.
The voices of the three talking were immediately much clearer.
"Fang Qingzhi, it's a long journey and your cultivation is low, so this time, this seat will let your Eldest Sister escort you there, so the two of you can take care of each other on the way!"
"But, won't this be too much trouble for Eldest Sister?" Fang Qingzhi's eyes moved back and forth between Su Qinian and Yue Qianchi, pursing her lips, her face was full of hesitation.
"Ai~ No trouble no trouble." Yue Qianchi waved her hand indifferently, "My cultivation itself has already reached the bottleneck, Master has long wanted me to travel down the mountain for a while, gaining a long insight will also be beneficial to breaking through the realm."
She looked at the dumbfounded Fang Qingzhi, so she came over and touched Fang Qingzhi's arm, smiling with a bit of intentionally feigned curiosity, "Hehehe~ Senior Sister ah, I'm not escorting you for nothing, you'll have to pay for the wine on the way!"
"Hmph! Drink every day, can't stop you from drinking!" Su Qian Nian raised his hand to hit Yue Qian Chi's head, but Yue Qian Chi playfully dodged it.
Looking at this mischievous disciple Su Shen Nian could only sigh with a headache, and said to Fang Qing Zhi helplessly, "Your elder sister is addicted to alcohol, watch out for her on the road, fearing that drinking is a mistake!"
The words were all said to this point.
Fang Qing Zhi could only nod his head in agreement and owed a bow, "Disciple keep in mind, please rest assured Patriarch, on the way, disciple will definitely urge Senior Sister to drink less alcohol."
"Che~ Old man Su, you think junior sister can see me? Slightly--!" Not far behind Fang Qingzhi, Yue Qianchi hung upside down on a tree, making faces at Su Prayer Nian.
Su Prayer Nin only pretended not to see.
"Hmm~ You guys get ready, it's almost time to depart."
He took out two more spirit stone bags and stuffed them into Fang Qingzhi.
"Although the Sword Pavilion is now lacking in resources, but as the Patriarch, the necessary traveling expenses on the road should still be given to you, this is twenty lower grade spirit stones, you two have ten each."
Fang Qingchi: "..."
Yue Qianchi: "..."
"What? But do you think it's not enough?" Su Qinian's face slumped, and his hand passed forward again, with an undoubted look.
Fang Qingchi had no choice but to take it, "Thank you Sovereign."
"Sovereign?"
She tugged on the spirit stone bag and actually didn't pull it.
This Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master's hand was clenched that tightly.
It wasn't until Yue Qianchi came over and broke Su Qinian's fingers apart one by one that these two spirit stone bags finally fell into Fang Qingchi's hands.
"Master, if you don't want to give it you can not give it." Yue Qianchi's white eyes were about to roll up to the sky.
Being able to read his mind, Su Qi young coughed twice, took out his flying sword and threw it up to the sky, then with a wobble he stepped on it.
"Hmph! You guys take care of yourselves, this seat is leaving!"
Pavilion Master Su walked in style.
The human sword drifted left and right in the Xia clouds.
Only Fang Qingzhi and Yue Qianchi were left in the afterglow of the Sunset Cloud Peak.
The air was filled with the smell of grass leaves being dried by the sun.
It smelled very good.
Reminiscent of the tail end of summer.
Fang Qingzhi looked towards Yue Qianchi.
Eldest Sister's face was illuminated by the setting sun in a brilliant red color.
Yue Qianchi retracted his gaze from the clouds that Su Qinian had scratched out, grabbed Fang Qingzhi by the shoulders and laughed, "Let's go, Senior Sister, let's go down the mountain!"
...
At the top of Sunset Cloud Peak, a reddish haze.
On top, there was a great sword cultivator using clouds as ink and a sword as a brush.
On the book:
Bon voyage.