Chapter 140 The one hundred and fortieth tripod

◎Weakness◎

When she met Song Dingding’s gaze, the Ghost Emperor had no doubt that if her gaze could kill someone, she would have already slashed him with a thousand swords.

He didn’t care, he closed his eyebrows, raised his eyelashes, and the curvature of his lips seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

The puppet youths lifted the sedan chair, and the unhurried wind blew up the white gauze on the sedan chair. It was the shape of the wind, ethereal and invisible.

The ghost emperor didn’t answer her question, as if he punched the cotton with a heavy punch, without making a sound.

Looking at the sneering smile on his lips, the resentment accumulated in his heart, as if there was no room for him, poured out at this moment.

Song Dingding rushed up, the spirit body seemed to be a bow and arrow, stretched to the extreme, even she herself did not realize that the spirit floating in the air had appeared in the ghost emperor’s sedan chair in an instant.

But she couldn’t touch him at all, and she was blasted out by the halo around him. She fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment.

The Ghost Emperor turned his eyes to the side, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, looked up and down at her, looked at her thoughtfully, then chuckled lightly and withdrew his gaze.

“The Celestial Clan is really boring. If you violate the laws of heaven, you will be demoted to the mortal world.” He played with the jade walnut on his fingertips, and seemed to inadvertently said: “What do you think?”

Obviously, the ghost emperor was not going to get the answer from her, maybe he just asked casually, and before he finished speaking, the sedan chair disappeared.

When he left with his forefoot, Song Dingding’s painful reaction eased a lot, and the ghost realm soldiers standing in the mountains disappeared quietly at some point.

The lake, which was still very lively just now, was silent and silent at this moment, only she and Daojun Yuwei, and Ma Yun and others who were knocked out by the head of the Song family.

Song Dingding didn’t look at them, she raised her hand and smacked her chest twice, smoothing herself out.

Is it the unfathomable ghost emperor? You just gave her some warnings. If he didn’t want to kill her, she would have disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Thinking of the ghost emperor’s meaningful expression, she couldn’t help but guess what the meaning of the ghost emperor’s actions was.

Is it just punishment for Pei Ming for stealing the Soul Cultivation Tower?

What is the meaning of the words just before leaving?

The rumored holy mountain was illusory. If Baizhou hadn’t just said that he had heard of this rumor, Song Dingding would even suspect that the holy mountain was made by the ghost emperor casually.

The image of Pei Ming being stepped into the lake by Ma Yun repeatedly flashed in her mind. She gritted her teeth, struggled to get up, and chased in the direction he left.

Even if she delayed for a moment, he didn’t go too far. After all, three steps and one kowtow, with injuries on his body and the original owner’s body tied behind his back, he must have a hard time walking.

It was unfortunate that she came. Before she drifted into the deep forest, she heard a familiar voice: “Hand over the Soul Cultivation Tower.”

That was Lu Qingchen’s voice.

He was dressed in a treasure-colored flower robe, with a white jade belt buckled with rubies around his waist, a rich gold trim on his sleeves, and a pair of moccasin boots under his feet. Sick.

After all, the Lu family is an aristocratic family of cultivators. It seems that Lu Qingchen has been taking medicinal pills to nourish his body since he left the secret realm. However, the loss of his essence is too serious, and no matter how much he can make up for it, it will not help.

When Lu Qingchen heard about the Soul Cultivation Pagoda, he led his cronies to arrive here immediately. Those cronies in Lu family costumes blocked Pei Ming’s way.

“I don’t care who you are, if you don’t hand over the Soul Cultivation Tower today, you won’t want to leave here!”

There was a circle of blue-black under his eyes, and although he gritted his teeth, the words he said seemed weak.

Pei Ming turned a deaf ear, as if he hadn’t heard his words, he didn’t even lift his eyelids, and continued to move in the direction of the holy mountain.

Bend his knees, kneel, his arms are on the ground, and his body is slowly pressed down until his limbs are completely in contact with the ground. He lowered his head and knocked heavily.

He has done this set of actions for an unknown number of times. Even if his body is stiff, he still does it seriously and attentively, and every detail is meticulous.

Lu Qingchen looked at Pei Ming’s movements with some doubts in his surprised expression. He looked in the direction of Pei Ming’s kowtow. There were only a few trees growing in a jumble, and there were no ghosts.

—Who is Pei Ming kowtowing to?

He only heard about the Soul Cultivation Pagoda, so he hurriedly rushed over as if he had lost his soul, before he could hear the other news that the Ghost Emperor had spread.

He frowned, waved his subordinates to wait, and then carefully observed Pei Ming’s actions.

Bai Zhou seemed to have noticed Lu Qingchen’s thoughts. He looked helplessly at the Song family’s patriarch. Their eyes met, and their eyes were full of silence. How many people did Pei Ming offend?

The two secretly sighed in their hearts, Bai Zhou knew that if this continued, the more people who knew the news, the more dangerous Pei Ming would be.

Pei Mingneng agreed to the Ghost Emperor’s request without hesitation. Except for returning Song Dingding to the rescue, he probably bet all his trust on them.

How could they let him lose?

Bai Zhou lowered his eyes to think about something, hesitantly, turned around, walked aside, and took out the jade slip.

As Yu Si simplified the warm white soft light, a clear male voice sounded from the other side: “Palace Master Bai, what are you doing?”

Bai Zhou pursed his lips: “Song Dingding is gone…”

He briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter.

That side seemed to pause for a while, but it didn’t stay silent for too long, only to hear the man slowly say: “What’s the matter with me?”

Mingming’s voice was crisp, but his tone was less sarcastic and more serious: “Pei Ming didn’t order me to save him. My own sister died in his hands. It would be great if I didn’t kill him.”

After saying that, Bai Zhou heard a crisp sound from the jade slip, as if a jade stone hit the ground, and then Li Hua’s voice disappeared from the jade slip.

He sighed and felt that his brain was flooded, so he thought of contacting Li Hua for help.

Originally, Li Hua entered the Immortal Mansion and served Pei Ming’s side, but he was a little reluctant. Since coming out of the secret realm, Li Hua seems to have changed a person, insisting that his sister Li Zhi was killed by Pei Ming.

Bai Zhou has been with Pei Ming for several years, and Yeo Mo also understands Pei Ming’s temperament. Although he has a lot of blood on his hands, those who died in his hands all deserved what they deserved.

Even though the misfortunes of childhood changed his character, Pei Ming has never hurt innocent people in these years.

Bai Zhou believed that Pei Ming still had an uncontaminated pure land in his heart, and he would never do anything to harm a child.

He guessed that there was probably some misunderstanding, but no matter how he asked Pei Ming about it, Pei Ming kept his mouth shut. He had the will but was unable to help the two untie the knot, so he could only give up.

When I thought of contacting Li Hua, I had a glimmer of hope, knowing that Li Hua had a close relationship with Song Dingding, and that Li Hua had a contract with the Immortal Mansion. If he hurt Pei Ming, he would be attacked by the contract.

Who would have expected Li Hua to refuse so bluntly.

It seems this way is not working.

Lu Qingchen knew the identity of Pei Ming’s Immortal Palace Master, and he brought a lot of people with him this time. Looking around, there were more than a hundred people behind him.

Bai Zhou could only contact other old people in the Immortal Mansion, but Pei Ming’s act of killing people in public obviously annoyed many people. He used jade slips to contact more than a dozen people one after another, but almost all of them refused.

This time, he really had no choice. Even if he and the Song Family Patriarch did their best, they were still outnumbered, and it was impossible to deal with so many people at the same time.

He turned his head and wanted to have a discussion with the Song family’s patriarch. He just came back to his senses, and when he looked up, he found that in addition to the cronies brought by Lu Qingchen, there were some demonic auras in the deep forest.

Baizhou frowned. He had a lot of ties with the Demon Domain when he was young, and he was most familiar with the Demon Domain’s aura. This demonic energy was so strong, it must be someone who came to the Demon Domain nearby.

Originally, only the people brought by Lu Qingchen were also from the top class of the Lu family. If they fought face-to-face, the side with fewer people would definitely suffer.

He was mentally prepared to play tricks and tricks, but now it’s worse, adding another wave of people seeking revenge.

He and the Song family head were only two people in total, and even if they risked their lives, they couldn’t stop their revenge one after another like locusts.

The head of the Song family noticed Bai Zhou’s dignified expression, so he couldn’t help walking forward and said in his ear, “The one who shouted seems to be the leader, catch the thief first and catch the king…”

Bai Zhou glanced at Lu Qingchen, who was surrounded by everyone, with a defensive look on his face, and slowly shook his head: “I’m afraid they came prepared. If they move without permission, they will only startle the snakes.”

Bai Zhou was right. Although Lu Qingchen wanted to return to the Soul Cultivation Tower where Gu Chaoyu’s soul was collected, he knew in his heart that Pei Ming was not a good person.

From the fact that he brought so many people, he knew that Lu Qingchen was always on guard against Pei Ming. If he really wanted to return to the Soul Cultivation Tower, Lu Qingchen’s position at this time was also very beneficial for him to escape.

The two looked at each other and lost their minds. Now they can only see the tricks and try their best to protect Pei Ming.

Just when Baizhou contacted the rescue, Lu Qingchen seemed to see something.

The Palace Master of the Immortal Mansion, who was once terrifying in front of him, seemed to be in a daze at the moment, moving in the direction of the south.

These three steps and one kowtow reminded Lu Qingchen of a legend – pilgrims go south all the way, kowtow every three steps, pray step by step, with a sincere heart, kowtow to 100,000 heads to the holy mountain.

If the **** of the holy mountain can be moved, the prayers in the hearts of pilgrims can be fulfilled.

The more Lu Qingchen thought about it, the more he felt that it was. Xu Shi wanted to test it out. He turned his ear to the trusted confidant beside him and instructed that he didn’t know something.

Is this person really the Palace Master of the Immortal Mansion?

Lu Qingchen asked him to go up and test this person. If this person was the rumored bloodthirsty and cruel Immortal Palace Master, would he be killed on the spot?

But if he doesn’t obey Lu Qingchen’s words – after all, Lu Qingchen is the first son of the Lu family, and if he disobeys Lu Qingchen’s orders, he will definitely be punished when he returns to the Lu family.

Even if Lu Qingchen didn’t do anything on the surface and stumbled on him secretly, his life would never be happy.

With hesitation on his face, he never dared to act rashly.

Seeing that he didn’t move, Lu Qingchen got a little impatient, kicked him behind him, and said with a cold face, “What are you dawdling at? Could it be that I can’t speak well now?”

Hearing Lu Qingchen’s slightly annoyed and angry tone, the cronies sank inwardly and approached Pei Ming tremblingly.

But before he got to Pei Ming, he was stopped by Bai Zhou.

Bai Zhou seemed to understand Lu Qingchen’s tentative thoughts, he raised his eyes to meet Shang Lu Qingchen’s pale complexion, with a sneering smile on his face: “I heard about the deeds of Young Master Lu, I thought the rumor was false, but I didn’t want Young Master Lu. He really became a eunuch.”

His words were full of energy, and he used a little internal strength. Although his voice was not loud, it clearly reached everyone’s ears.

The word ‘eunuch’ seemed so harsh.

Lu Qingchen’s face suddenly turned pale, and his red and purple lips trembled, as if he had been stripped naked in public and beaten violently, his bulging eyes were covered with red blood: “Old man, are you here What nonsense?!”

“Whether it’s nonsense, you know best in your heart.” Bai Zhou smiled and looked Lu Qingchen up and down with scrutiny eyes: “The first son of the Lu family is inhumane, so presumably the position of the head of the family will not be with you in the future. already.”

Hearing Bai Zhou’s sharp words, the Patriarch of the Song family was startled, and was about to stop Bai Zhou from continuing to stimulate Lu Qingchen, when he heard Bai Zhou continue: “I don’t know, is it worth your life for a **** who is destined to be abandoned by the family in the future? worth.”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the deep forest.

Everyone looked at each other, and although no one dared to say anything, it was clear that Bai Zhou’s seemingly inadvertent words had made them suspicious.

In the secret realm, Lu Qingchen was stabbed in the lower body by Simmons in public. Even if Daoist Yuwei rescued Lu Qingchen in time, the irreversible fact could not be recovered.

He has already tried his best to conceal his inhumane things, but he can’t talk a lot, he can’t kill all the insiders to silence them, and he can’t bribe them all.

After coming out of the secret realm, rumors began to spread in the three continents and nine continents. In order to keep his future family head, Lu Qingchen tried every means to suppress the rumors, and went crazy to supplement the medicinal pills, hoping to cure himself.

However, it was only a cure for the symptoms but not the root cause. He was already on the verge of collapse. Now that he was so stimulated by Baizhou, it was inevitable that he would lose his mind.

Lu Qingchen strode out of the crowd, with a look of anger on his face, and his facial features were distorted by the madness: “Shut up! Shut up!”

Xu Shi’s wound has not healed yet. He walked too quickly, and the wound was painful, and there was a tinge of pain on his face. He subconsciously covered the wound with his palm, looking so funny.

This scene made everyone even more believe Bai Zhou’s words.

Only then did the head of the Song family react. It turned out that Baizhou provoked Lu Qingchen in order to make Lu Qingchen angry and reveal his flaws, so as to turn against Lu Qingchen’s cronies.

Not only that, Lu Qingchen, who was stimulated, was in disarray and walked out of the safe protection circle. It would be much easier for them to do something to Lu Qingchen.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn’t help but sighed at Baizhou’s cleverness.

However, before he had time to be happy, Lu Qingchen, who had lowered his head and looked painful, suddenly raised his head, the corners of his mouth raised a strange arc, and the smile in his eyes did not reach the bottom of his eyes: “Am I acting realistic?”

Before he finished speaking, the trusted cronies who had been obedient to him just now were like arrows, attacking the main Song family who had relaxed their vigilance.

The cronies brought by Lu Qingchen are all people with profound cultivation bases, and the Song family’s patriarch is not fortified, how can he react.

Even Bai Zhou didn’t expect that Lu Qingchen’s scheming was so deep, and the anger and collapse just now were all for them to see.

The cronies put the dagger against the throat of the Song family’s patriarch, and Lu Qingchen slowly stood up, his expression returning to indifference: “Do you really think I’m a fool? Doubtful.”

“Since I brought them, I naturally trust them.”

Although Lu Qingchen said this, he knew in his heart that if he hadn’t worked hard enough and promised them a lot of gold and silver treasures, as well as property deeds, how could they have obeyed him.

The most important thing in the Lu family is financial resources, money can make ghosts run the mill – he has been well versed in this since he was a child.

“Don’t make useless struggles.” Lu Qingchen raised his jaw with disdain in his eyes: “I only want the Soul Cultivation Tower in his hand, and…”

His eyes fell on the corpse behind Pei Ming, and he gritted his teeth and said, “That corpse.”

“Or, do you want this friend to have a taste of what it’s like to have his throat cut?” Lu Qingchen’s words brought a mild threat.

Baizhou’s black and white eyes stared at Lu Qingchen, and he secretly said in his heart, ‘It’s not about Lao Tzu’, but when he read about the relationship between Song Dingding and the Song family’s patriarch, he didn’t show any expression on his face: “The Soul Cultivation Tower is the magic weapon of the Ghost Emperor. , Aren’t you afraid of provoking the ghost world and causing trouble to the Lu family?”

Lu Qingchen snorted coldly: “I have my own ideas on this, so I don’t have to worry about you.”

After saying that, he waved his hand, and the subordinates behind him swarmed up and surrounded Baizhou.

The only two people who could protect Pei Ming were just strangled by Lu Qingchen. Lu Qingchen walked towards Pei Ming slowly and leisurely, as if a fire called ‘hatred’ was burning in his heart.

He knew another identity of Pei Ming.

On the volcano that day, Lu Qingchen saw Pei Ming’s real body. It turned out that Daojun Yuwei’s little apprentice was actually a man disguised as a woman by the palace master of Shenxian Mansion.

He is stubborn by nature and will take revenge, and most of all hold revenge.

If Song Dingding taught Gu Chaoyu, who had always been obedient, to learn to resist, then Pei Ming was the murderer who condoned Song Dingding.

Lu Qingchen still remembers that he used extremely precious medicinal pills to humiliate Song Dingding outside Pei Ming’s room. When he humiliated Song Dingding, it was Pei Ming who helped him, causing him to lose his wife and lose his army. In the end, he himself was humiliated. .

Now that I think about it, it’s no wonder that Pei Ming is busy with his own business. It turned out to be Song Dingding, who was disguised as a man.

As if holding Pei Ming’s handle, he sneered, stood in front of Pei Ming, and stopped.

Pei Ming made a pilgrimage to the south, and Lu Qingchen stood impartially in the direction Pei Ming was going to advance, with his legs slightly spread out, like an arch bridge: “The famous Palace Master of the Immortal Mansion…”

“Have you ever felt the feeling of being humiliated and humiliated in public?” A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his head to look at Pei Ming who was about to kneel at his feet: “Did you kowtow from under my crotch, or do you want to interrupt the pilgrimage? ?”

Lu Qingchen calculated very well. If Pei Ming wanted to kowtow after kneeling down, he would have to bend down. Unless Pei Ming took a detour, he would have to pass under Lu Qingchen’s crotch.

Once detoured, the pilgrimage ends.

Bai Zhou didn’t expect Lu Qingchen to be so brazen, using Song Dingding’s weakness to threaten Pei Ming to do such a thing.

“Enough!” He couldn’t bear it any longer, and said sharply, “Pei Ming! Enough is enough…”

His voice was a little choked, and Song Dingding looked at Pei Ming’s body without hesitation, and his face was already covered in tears.

—The boy who once looked like a scorching sun lowered his head.

Song Dingding regretted it.