??Looking at the red and golden statue in front of him, Zhu Lingqin was stunned for a long time before she shouted tentatively: "Master, are you here, Master?"

There was no response, it seemed like a statue made of pure gold, without any vitality or pulse.

After another test, Zhu Lingqin was useless at all. His cheap master had completely turned into a piece of metal and had no consciousness at all.

After hesitating for a long time, Zhu Lingqin chose to accept his fate. She spread out the map Han Ming gave him, lifted up her true energy, and slowly moved out with the statue on her back, and the black little fox was squatting on her shoulders.

"Master, you are so heavy. Fortunately, I have practiced elephant armor!" Zhu Lingqin felt a little whispered in her heart, and secretly thought that when she found a small town, she must find a carriage, and she had to find four horses to pull, otherwise she would not be able to pull it at all.

Three months later, on an official road, a worn-out pony carriage galloped in front, followed by more than twenty good horses, each riding a big man with bare arms, waving his horse whip and shouting.

This is completely like a horse thief who is robbing the road, but the robbed person finds an opportunity to escape, but the horse thief does not give up and keeps chasing him.

"Oh, Xiao Hei, can you move your claws and kill the people behind you? It's not a big deal to chase after you like this. Our little broken carriage can't escape!" Zhu Lingqin spoke to the little fox on her shoulder with a bitter face.

The little black fox glanced at Zhu Lingqin with a squinted look, lazily continued to lie on his shoulder, licking the stains on his little claws, and after licking, he continued to squint his eyes and pretend to be too lazy to pay attention to Zhu Lingqin.

The black fox seemed to only take action when his life was in danger. Zhu Lingqin had to accept his fate, continued to wave the horse whip, and ran forward hard. He was a teenager, definitely not the opponent of the horse thief behind him.

Two months later, in front of a dilapidated temple, Zhu Lingqin worshipped Han Ming respectfully, and then muttered: "Master, please forgive me for offending the young disciple. The main reason is that you are outstanding in this way. You all think it is gold, which has caused many disasters of nothingness!"

After saying that, Zhu Lingqin pushed down a half-meter-sized Buddha statue in the ruined temple, and dug up the mortal sword made of magic weapon material given to him by Han Ming at the bottom of the Buddha statue. She worked hard for a long time before she could empty the Buddha statue.

He stuffed Han Ming's golden body into the Buddha statue, and Zhu Lingqin completely sealed the Buddha statue with special powder. Then he satisfactorily carried the Buddha statue back to the carriage, stuffed some dry food, and continued to go east with a whip.

Seven months later, Zhu Lingqin's original tender skin was completely gone, but instead became a few minutes darker than Han Ming. If he didn't look carefully in the dark night, he could only see a pair of white teeth. At this time, he was carrying a Buddha statue disproportionate to his small body and climbing a mountain.

Another half a year later, Zhu Lingqin was carrying a Buddha statue and holding a sword in one hand, standing in the middle of a pile of corpses, gasping heavily in her chest, but the corner of her mouth slightly curled up, "Master, your body is really hard, a natural shield!"

The masters are all tempered by actual combat. Since the more than a year of traveling east, he has become very skilled in practical experience. He may not be able to withstand the ten people before, but now under the protection of the Black Fox, he can kill hundreds of people alone.

Not only did the means come into play, Zhu Lingqin's mind and character have also been tempered. If he was smart before, then he has only entered the house now. His mind and character calculations may not be worse than those of an old man in his decades.

A year and a half later, Zhu Lingqin stood at the highest peak in the two borders of Jiangguo, his face was full of joy. He walked farther forward, and he could reach the periphery of Shengxing Mountains by climbing downstream. The destination inside was not far away.

A month later, on a large ship, Zhu Lingqin carried the Buddha statue and stepped back step by step, retreating to the edge of the large ship, and then slowly stopped. After swallowing, he looked at a female cultivator in front of him with a vicious look.

"Bitch, wait. If you don't die, you will die." Zhu Lingqin scolded, swung her hand, and the long sword made of magic weapon materials in her hand flew out of her hand and fell directly into the surging river water outside.

At the same time, Zhu Lingqin hugged the black fox, which was bleeding from the hind legs, jumped, and sank into the river with the Buddha statue behind her. In an instant, she was flooded by a big wave and never came up again.

The female cultivator in the blue skirt flew out of the big ship and pierced into the river water, chasing the long sword. At the same time, she did not forget to pop out a silver needle to kill Zhu Lingqin in the river water, but unexpectedly, the silver needle was bounced away with a "ding" sound, as if it had hit some extremely hard treasure.

The female cultivator in the blue skirt realized that the Buddha statue behind the boy was also a treasure, otherwise why could she resist her top silver needle? She wanted to continue chasing her, but she found that the boy had been completely submerged by the waves and disappeared again.

Half a month later, Zhu Lingqin was dressed in dirty clothes, and was tattered everywhere, with a pale face. She said she was a beggar and was afraid that no one would believe her. She carried a piece of Buddha statue on the left and a little missing on the right, limping towards a mountain. After climbing halfway up the mountain, she was held behind her with one hand and stopped by a Taoist with the "Immortal Style and Taoist Bones".

"How could you, a mortal, break through the fog forest!" The Taoist flew down and stopped in front of Zhu Lingqin.

"I have seen the immortal chief, but I dare to ask if this is the Xingxing Sect. The villain Zhu Lingqin is a member of the Wu Kingdom. He was entrusted by his elders to come to pay homage to an immortal chief!" Zhu Lingqin forced her weak body and bowed to the Taoist.

"This is indeed the Xingxing Sect. You are entrusted by your elders. Who are your elders? Who are you here to find? You have certificates and pay homage to the token!" The Taoist saw that Zhu Lingqin was polite and came here for some reason, so he was not impatient, but asked indifferently.

"The villain was entrusted by the master of the family to come to see the Duanmu Pavilion of the Bookstore of the Sect. As for the token of paying homage to the family, the master did not give it to him in a hurry. He probably felt that it was not necessary! As for the identity of the master, the villain was not very clear!" Zhu Lingqin continued to speak.

"Are you sure you are looking for the Shengxing Sect? The owner of the Shengxing Sect Book Pavilion is not a dunmu surname. You might not have found the wrong one!" The Taoist shook his head slowly.

"The owner of the library is not his surname is Duanmu, how could this happen?" Zhu Lingqin was stunned when she heard this. He remembered that the owner of the library is his uncle, why is it not!

"Can it be Duanmu before, and then the person has been replaced? The situation mentioned by the family master should have been a long time ago!" Zhu Lingqin thought of something and continued to worship respectfully: "Can you bother Lao Xian and help me find out? It is really not easy for a villain to come from thousands of miles away. If you didn't ask anything, how can you explain to the family master!"

The Taoist looked up and down at Zhu Lingqin, and saw that he was indeed in a very embarrassing situation. He obviously suffered a lot of pain. He nodded: "I think it's not easy for you to come here, so it's not easy for you to come here for nothing. Please wait here, I'll report it to you."

The Taoist man gave an order and turned around and left, and walked back quickly within half a quarter of an hour. He looked at Zhu Lingqin in surprise: "Little guy, what is your origin? The library has been closed for half a year. I have opened this message to you. Come with me. The library library will mainly meet you."

When Zhu Lingqin heard this, she was immediately surprised and nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"What is this you carry!" The Taoist priest looked at the Buddha statue that Zhu Lingqin had lame on one leg but was still carrying, and couldn't help but frown and asked.

"It's nothing. This is something that the teacher asked the villain to hand over to the Pavilion Master himself. He said it was an ordinary old thing, and he could see it and think of others." Zhu Lingqin said without changing her face.

"Okay, since you have to hand it over to me, I won't help you take it. Let's go!" The Taoist released a piece of Green Leaf magic weapon and signaled Zhu Lingqin to go up.
Chapter completed!