Chapter 1170 Su Xirou. (First Update! Please Subscribe!)

"Su Xirou?" Su Zuiqi's spirits lifted immediately, and she quickly wrote down the name.

The holy sons and daughters of the Shengzong in the past are all coercive and dazzling peerless arrogance.

Among her peers, once she is left behind, she is beyond reach!

Therefore, even though she has put all her energy into cultivation these days, she is also very desperate in her heart, thinking that it is impossible for her to avenge her brother.

But this senior Su Xirou was able to do it, but on behalf of the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter, it is not really impossible to catch up, nor is it invincible!

As long as I work as hard as Senior Su Xirou, everything is still possible!

Thinking of this, Su Zuiqi immediately said: "Master, don't worry! This disciple will definitely work hard to cultivate, and in the future, he will go to the Five Sects of the False Way to practice! Go to the four fierce places to sharpen, strive to be the best, and my Su family's reputation will never be weakened!"

Su Lijing nodded slightly, he really admired that senior Su Xirou.

When he was young, he grew up listening to the other party's deeds.

But in fact, he didn't tell this disciple the most crucial point.

That senior Su Xirou was extremely talented, but because it took too long to enter the four fierce places, it gave her peers a chance to catch up, so she missed the position of saintess.

In fact, the strength of senior Su Xirou's cultivation has been overwhelming the saint at that time...

Of course, right now, as long as Su Zuiqi has the heart, it's fine.

It doesn't matter what the truth is.

Thinking of this, Su Lijing said indifferently: "As a teacher, I will teach you another exercise now."

As he spoke, he took out an ancient jade slip and handed it to Su Zuiqi.

Su Zuiqi took the jade slip and respectfully said: "Thank you, Master, for teaching the Dharma!"

Su Lijing nodded slightly, and then his figure disappeared.

Seeing this, Su Zuiqi couldn't wait to stick the jade slip between her eyebrows, and checked the contents inside: "[Maha Se Yan Scroll]?"

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Yousu grave.

third door.

On a barren and dark land, there stands a lonely inn.

The station had obviously been abandoned for a long time, empty, covered with thick dust, and covered with layers of cobwebs everywhere.

Near the back of the post station, there is a dark coffin, which is constantly shaking.

Inside the coffin.

Immediately afterwards, the female cultivator of the Su family suddenly bowed her head and kissed Pei Ling forcefully.

Immediately, Pei Ling felt a bit of coldness with a sweet smell flowing into his body from the intertwined lips and tongue.

He suddenly realized that there was something more in his body, but it seemed to be intangible and intangible, strange and indescribable, and he had an indescribable but incomparably close connection with the Su Clan senior in front of him.

"Ding dong! This practice has been completed, thanks to the host for using the intelligent cultivation system, one-click trusteeship, soaring without worry! I look forward to sharing your practice evaluation, please give a five-star praise if you are satisfied..."

Following the sound of the system prompt, Pei Ling regained control of his body, and the [Maha Se Yan Scroll] was successfully cast, and Senior Su has nothing to fear.

In addition, his fate has been completely recaptured, and because of the performance of the exercises, his cultivation base has improved again.

The cultivation speed of these monks obtained through high-level monks is far beyond the comparison of ordinary skills.

The knocking on the door outside did not know when it had stopped, and those bewitching voices did not continue to sound.

At this time, Pei Ling suddenly asked via voice transmission: "Senior, what's your name?"

When this senior Su was picked up by him just now, he had already cooperated very well. Now that he has become his furnace, it has undoubtedly become safer.

But just in case, he is still ready to cast the [Luan Shen Parasitic Curse] at any time.

[The Parasitic Curse of Chaos Gods] originally needed to use one's own flesh and blood as a medium to cast it normally.

It's just that in the current situation, he has just finished practicing the [Maha Se Yan Scroll], so he doesn't need to feed this senior Su's own flesh and blood, he can use it directly.

At this moment, the nun Su's [here are 7 characters of harmony] was panting rapidly, her eyes blurred, she didn't know if she couldn't think anymore, or she didn't want to think, when she heard Pei Ling's question, she immediately said, "Su... Su Xirou. "

Su Xirou?

I have never heard of this name, it should be a relatively long-standing senior of Zhenshi Su Clan.

Thinking of this, Pei Ling held [8 characters of harmony here], and then asked via voice transmission: "Tell me about the situation of this place."

"This... There are nine stations here..."

"Around...there are...there are...there are many..."

"An existence like me...is..."

"We now... don't have a physical body... only fate..."

"Not... the real dead... but not... the living..."

"That's why we need...the fate of the inheritor of the 'curse'...to have a chance to be reborn..."

Pei Ling nodded slightly, and then asked: "Then how do we get good luck here? How do we get out of here?"

"Good fortune... good fortune is..."

"For us, the greatest good fortune is to get... the fate of the inheritor of the 'curse'!"

"And the good fortune of the inheritors is...the fate of us half-lived and half-dead."

"It's just that your cultivation base is too low, it's hard to do..."

"Here... there are very few existences like me who can stay awake! Most of the monks here, or... they can no longer be called monks, have lost their sanity, leaving only... the instinct to kill..."

"As for leaving here...you need...to live in all nine inns..."

Hearing this, Pei Ling nodded, fighting for his fate, he is now familiar with the road.

It's just that the laws here are very unfavorable to him. Now, he can't open his eyes, can't leave this coffin, but how can he fight for his life?

Turning his mind, Pei Ling continued to ask through voice transmission: "Then how do we obtain the fate of the monks in this place?"