What Do You Do When You Suddenly Become An Immortal?

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Fan Jianqiang: "(⊙o⊙)...?!"

Fortune Teller: "..."

Dan Chengzi: "╰(*°▽°*)╯?!"

Lu Ming: "Ah."

Chen Cheng and Zhou Yining trembled.

Easy, picked it up, tens of thousands? !

Tens of thousands of treasures, picked up by chance? Where can I go? So easy? Did he rob the treasure house of other sects? !

The fortune teller couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, when we left, there shouldn't be many treasures in the world inside the coffin, right? How could there be... tens of thousands of treasures?"

"Well, it is indeed gone. These treasures belong to monks of various sects. They threw them over. I can't take them away, right?"

Qi Zi Fan's face was a little helpless, and he spread his hands lightly: "They are so enthusiastic! I can't help it."

God can't help it.

Is he stupid, or is he insane, throwing all his treasures over for you to 'pick up'?

The expressions of the six people are very exciting at this moment.

"Your Highness..."

The corners of Fan Qiangqiang's mouth twitched one after another, and at this moment, he suddenly cupped his fists: "Then what, I suddenly thought that we still have some important matters at Dionysus Peak, so let's just say goodbye this time."

"Junior brother, let's go."

Without waiting for Qi Zi Fan to respond, Fan Jianqiang dragged the bewildered Lu Ming away.

Pull hard!

Fatty Dan also felt that his calf was weak: "Your Highness, I'm afraid this will not end well for us. If it's the treasures found in that burial ground, it's nothing more than tens of thousands of treasures from the disciples of various sects... After they get out of trouble, they will definitely die." It’s not going to let it go.”

The fortune teller nodded repeatedly.

The complexions of Chen Cheng and Zhou Yining were also extremely wonderful.

They finally understood why Qi Zi Fan had such an expression when they said that the disciples of various factions should not chase after Zifu Holy Land.

It turns out...he was the one who took all the magic weapons away!

Who can't come here?

Even if they were facing the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion, they would at least come to ask for an explanation.

"What are you afraid of?"

Seeing that they were a little timid, Qi Zi Fan rolled his eyes: "Do they still dare to make a move in the Holy Land of Zi Mansion?"

"The most is to come to the door to make a theory, a mere theory, why be afraid of it?!"

"God fortune teller, you are an expert at showing off your words, are you still afraid of them?"

"..."

Shen Suanzi's eyelids twitched: "Your Highness, this... treasure is with you."

"Uh... that seems to be the case." Qi Zi Fan was taken aback for a moment, then realized.

Yes, this treasure is here...

I go? !

He stares.

What should I do when those people come to make trouble and argue? Are you behind closed doors? Or raspy?

But no matter how you do it, it seems that it is not very good, right? It is simply ruining the image!

Especially after our saintess came back, she found herself coughing...

"But then again, she doesn't have much image of what she does, and she still wants to make a round. I'm just implementing her ideas. It's not my fault, is it?"

"If you think about it that way, I have a solution."

Qi Zi Fan rolled his eyes, and then shook his head: "Let's go back first!"

She spoke, and the others didn't say anything more, but most of them were worried and went to the interior of the Purple Mansion Holy Land.

...

Qi Zi Fan returns to Haoyue Peak...

Chen Cheng and Zhou Yining also followed.

Shen Suanzi and Dan Chengzi went back to their respective homes and went to their respective mothers.

Everything seemed to have calmed down.

only……

On the top of Haoyue Peak, suddenly there was a huge coffin tens of feet long.

Looking at the coffin that was extremely obtrusive and looked like a mountain, Qi Zi Fan shook his head and said, "This thing is really eye-catching."

"Fortunately, it can be shrunk, otherwise, the original body shape, tsk..."

...

time flies.

Everything seemed to calm down.

However, with the return of more and more Zifu disciples, after telling everything that happened in the burial ground...

I don't know how many Zifu disciples were dumbfounded.

"What?!"

"You said that Her Majesty the Holy Maiden led people to wrap up all the treasures?!"

"ah???"

"The saint also confiscated all the treasures of tens of thousands of monks from various sects? How is this possible!"

"Nonsense, are you just a piece of paper when you are a monk? Magical treasures can be taken away casually? If it's just one or two people, it's fine, tens of thousands of treasures are taken away, is it possible?!"

"Your Highness's style... seems to be a bit inconsistent with the past!"

"..."

There are many disciples who believe in it.

There are more unbelieving disciples.

At the same time, many people are keenly aware of a problem, that is... the style of the saint Qi Zixiao this time is somewhat different from the previous high-cold personality? !

"What exactly caused His Highness's personality to change so drastically?"

"Such changes... are not all bad things, are they?"

...

When a large number of disciples were discussing, inside the Zifu Palace.

Crackling!

The mahjong battle between Mo Daolin, Xiao Zhan, Zizhu, and Su Muxue has not stopped... However, occasionally they will switch to Doudizhu to play a few games.

Nowadays, more and more mobile games are open to the outside world. In addition to several kinds of bloody Mahjong, there are also Fight the Landlord, Backgammon and so on.

But for backgammon, the Zifu disciples are not very interested.

There are many people who like Fighting the Landlord...

Peng!

Sudden.

The door was violently pushed open, Sloppy Jiuwu broke in and saw it, his eyes widened immediately: "Wow! I said why I haven't seen anyone lately, so you guys????"

"Have you been playing?!"

"So what?" Zi Zhu and Jiu Wu were at odds with each other, and they were the first to squint at each other: "Can't you?"

"Okay, Zizhu old man, who was the one who said that mahjong is the root of all evil? Now he is obsessed with playthings and doesn't want to make progress?!"

"Who said that I don't want to make progress in the old way? I have already realized the great way, and I have gone further. How can you, a playful person like you, understand?"

Master Zizhu didn't change his face, and talked freely.

"I believe you ghost!"

Jiu Wu pouted for a while: "Quick, get out of the way, I'll come!"

"Why?"

"Will you let me?!"

"I won't let it!"

"Hey? I said, do you want to have a fight..."

The two rolled up their sleeves directly, as if they were going to fight if they disagreed, Su Muxue immediately slapped the table when she saw this, "Shut up, old lady."

"Playing mahjong, why are you arguing?!"

"Jiuwu, are you okay? If you're okay, don't make noise!"

"..."

Jiu Wu was stunned for a moment, and then patted his forehead: "It's really something, I almost forgot, it's all your fault, you are playing mahjong!"

Four people: "..., what does our playing mahjong have to do with you?"

Jiu Wu: "...My old man, I..."

"That's all."

well!

He sighed heavily: "I'd better play with Qiqi, you people can only play mahjong for fun."

Mo Daolin immediately stared: "Shut up!"

Click!

The mahjong in Xiao Zhan's hand exploded immediately.

Master Zizhu didn't say a word, but the smile on his face had already completely disappeared.

Even Su Muxue rolled her eyes: "Say something quickly, and fart quickly."

"Hey, don't you guys know?" Jiu Wu didn't delay any longer: "Zi Xiao and the others are all back."

"Know how?"

Mo Daolin's coolness was the same as before, his face was cold and he didn't care.

"I said, is there something wrong with you old boy?" Master Zizhu sarcastically said: "Basically, they all returned safely with very little damage. What's there to say?"

"Whether they got the chance or not, it's their own luck. Could it be that these disciples come back from abroad, and we, the elders, have to beat gongs and drums to welcome them?"

"What's the matter with you? Your people from Zizhu Peak haven't come back yet!"

Jiu Wu did not show any weakness, and immediately said: "Brother, you know, you are still so calm?"

"Aren't you afraid that those sects will put pressure on Zixiao and even our Zifu together?"

"???"

Mo Daolin was taken aback: "Why?"

"Why?"

Jiu Wu tutted and said: "Zi Xiao has robbed tens of thousands of other people's magic weapons this time. It is not an ownerless thing in the secret realm, but a treasure belonging to monks from other sects!"

"You said, will they come to your door to beg and put pressure?"

Mo Daolin was taken aback for a moment, then he was surprised: "Is there such a thing?!"

Master Zizhu's complexion changed slightly: "Drunkard, don't talk nonsense."

Xiao Zhan tugged at his beard and pulled out several of them without paying attention.

After Su Muxue's initial astonishment, she smiled brightly: "As expected of the saintess of the Zifu, that's how it should be. Back then, my old lady..."

"Stop."

Mo Daolin reached out his hand to stop Su Muxue's words, he was speechless.

When were you?

What were you like back then, didn't you have any points in your mind?

Where can I go without being scolded a few times as a witch?

That means you are strong, otherwise you would have been beaten countless times, okay?

With so many words, Mo Daolin couldn't speak for a moment. At this moment, he was extremely speechless, and looked at Jiu Wu: "Is this true?"

"Can this be fake? Otherwise, you can ask Zi Xiao yourself!"

Jiu Wu patted his chest: "I, Jiu Wu, can still lie to you?"

"If you want me to tell you, this girl Zixiao is really powerful. She has the demeanor of Senior Sister Su back then. I, the saint of Zifu, should be like this..."

"Beat all the invincible hands of the same generation, even if it is another disciple of the Holy Land? So what if the treasure is robbed? If you rob it, you will rob it!"

"Blame them for their lack of self-cultivation and poor academic skills!"

"In my opinion, this time, we should support Zixiao, count those who come to ask for treasures, and those who come to ask for explanations, count as one, and beat them all out!"

"I'll be responsible for this!"

Su Muxue got up excitedly, and stopped playing mahjong: "There will be absolutely no problems..."

"I'm here to help too." Jiu Wu feared that the world would not be chaotic.

"sit down!"

When Mo Daolin opened his mouth to scold, his whole face turned green!

The heart is also uncomfortable to die.

This is so good, why is it like this?

Especially that kid Zixiao, what a nice kid he was before? Well-behaved and cute, just like my own good daughter, but now... why is she becoming more and more "Su Muxue"?

Could it be that she has been secretly making up lessons for Zi Xiao? !

It is simply unreasonable!

Mo Daolin's heart aches badly...

What a caring little padded jacket, why somehow did it suddenly become a black hearted little padded jacket? !

Among them, what happened? !

ah? !

What the hell happened? !

Mo Daolin was depressed.