Chapter 295 Jiumozhi: Kowtow to Me

"Although it's only a pure yang catastrophe, with this person's help, I have three points more confidence!"

Soon, Ji Ni began to bathe and change clothes. Dozens of maids came and put on a royal robe with a five-clawed golden dragon carved on it.

"I will always be just the Son of Heaven. It is said that the real emperor has a real living dragon engraved on his royal robe."

Ji Ni sighed softly, looked at the dozens of maids around him, and thought of Su Changqing's three days and three nights, a total of twelve fairies.

I couldn't help but sigh.

It's good to be young.

"You guys leave." Ji Ni suddenly frowned and waved his hand slightly.

The maids around him left the room one by one, and Ji Ni's face darkened instantly. On his wrist, a white ring flickered slightly.

"Is Changsheng Tianzun back? Too soon, how could it be so soon..."

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"How many years have passed since I dreamed, and what year is it tonight..."

Inside the side hall of the palace, Su Changqing stretched gently, and the twelve fairies in front of him also woke up, still holding various musical instruments and playing the zither in harmony.

"Fairy, did we fall asleep?!"

The twelve people looked at each other, and immediately looked at Su Changqing, their faces pale.

"The sound of the zither is wonderful, lingering for three days, and the lingering sound has not disappeared. It's a pity that I am not a blessed person, and I am not blessed to enjoy the fairies." Su Changqing said calmly.

"Even if we leave the fairy, His Majesty will send us to other fairies in the future..."

The red-clothed fairy in the lead bowed slightly and looked at Su Changqing.

Su Changqing frowned slightly.

"If the fairy accepts us, we don't need anything, and we can listen to music on weekdays." Another person bowed and knelt.

"Please accept us, Immortal Lord." All twelve people bowed, even the youngest fairy in green knelt down and looked at Su Changqing.

"If I have the opportunity to enter the immortal register and establish an immortal palace in the future, you will be the people of etiquette and music in my palace, but today, forget it."

Su Changqing waved his hand slightly.

"If someone targets you, you can tell me my name, Su Changqing."

The faces of the twelve people changed slightly, and they couldn't help but sigh softly.

They were attracted by Su Changqing's talent, not the strength of Chunyang Yijie.

They didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant.

Name? What is the name? Let alone the world of the Nine Heavens, even if it is the First Heaven,

The three words Su Changqing, now among the group of geniuses in the Nine Heavens Competition, have some reputation, how can they suppress the group of Chunyang immortals.

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Su Changqing slowly left the court, and the twelve fairies all went out to see him off.

"Fairies, goodbye." Su Changqing bowed and smiled slightly, then frowned and turned his head to look into the distance.

He saw a monk with ears hanging down to his shoulders and dressed like a foreign monk, sitting cross-legged on the side of the road.

"Thinking of me, Jiumozhi, I have fallen to begging for food, how infuriating!"

"Jiumozhi?"

"My Lord, I finally see you!" Jiumozhi burst into tears and hugged Su Changqing's thighs, unable to hold back his tears.

"Why are you here?" Su Changqing asked with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He had checked Jiumozhi's life script. After killing the Black Snake Seventh Prince, he had a great opportunity to become a disciple of a great power.

How did he fall to this point now?

"There was a monk who forced me to serve him tea and water, kowtow to him every day, and even beg for three thousand kilograms of steamed buns every day."

"Oh my God, three thousand kilograms of steamed buns?" The twelve fairies on the side all opened their mouths wide.

"That's right, that's right, ladies, tell me, is this man the greatest villain in the world?" Jiumozhi said hurriedly.

Jiumozhi looked at the twelve fairies, all of whom were extremely beautiful and charming, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

No matter where the Marquis is, he is lucky to have twelve beauties accompanying him... Think about it, he also ascended to heaven, but he has fallen to this point...

"That big monk insisted on taking me as his disciple."

"Foreign monk, won't you resist?" The green-clothed fairy asked with wide eyes.

"I can't resist, he is very strong, I can only obey his orders."

Su Changqing looked over and saw that there was indeed a monk lying there, as if he was dead, his body was tattered, he was not an ordinary person, but his belly was as big as a pregnant woman, and his ears were also hanging down to his shoulders.

"Crying Buddha..." Su Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly

[Name]: Crying Buddha

[Realm]: Early stage of Daluo Tianzun

[Life Script]: "Don't Know How to Laugh and Cry"

The younger brother of Laughing Buddha, Crying Buddha, is of the same level as Buddha, and at the level of Daluo Tianzun.

He was poor and miserable all his life, but it was with tears in his eyes that he found joy in misery and accepted Jiumozhi as his disciple, and later took him to Lingshan.

Jiumozhi achieved the status of Arhat, and later due to a fluctuation, he also became a disciple of Laughing Buddha, and obtained the great magical power of crying and laughing, ranking 87th in ancient and modern times, and could suppress the world with one cry and destroy the human country with one laugh.

Crying Buddha and Laughing Buddha appeared together, and the ancient Lingshan of the Buddhist world collapsed, and the two Buddhas died together.

On the day when the "Don't Know How to Laugh and Cry" script ended, Jiumozhi obtained the status of the double Buddha, and later followed Changqing Da Tianzun and was buried in Changqing Realm.

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"The Buddha said: Ascend to paradise early, the donor desires twelve women at night, be careful that the Chunyang Golden Palace will be destroyed."

The lying fat monk slowly turned around, his face looked like a bitter gourd, his eyes slightly rolled, he was really eye-catching.

What he said made all the twelve fairies blush.

"Old monk, if you respect me three points, I will respect you ten points. If you give me four words today, I will give you one!" Su Changqing sneered.

"One word? Donor, my disciple, you'd better put it back."

The fat monk Balsam Pear clasped his hands together and said calmly.

Su Changqing smiled and said nothing, and raised his palm lightly, but suddenly saw a gold sticker flying out of his hand, with the word "Ji" appearing on it. Endless immortal energy falls, and brilliance shines.

This post was written by the former Emperor Ziwei himself, and contains the power of the emperor's decree.

Before Emperor Ziwei became a master, he wrote many posts like this to win over people's hearts.

It is rare to write about truly controlling the world of Jiuzhongtian.

This post is as rare as an innate spiritual treasure.

"This thing must be a disaster to me. Emperor Ziwei can use this thing to find my location."

Su Changqing didn't feel any pity.

This sticker can be used to save lives, but if he uses it, the Ziwei Emperor is likely to target him, but if others carry it, it will not be so troublesome.

"If this person asks you to beg for food again, just take out this sticker and stick it on your forehead!" Su Changqing looked at Jiumozhi and said.

"What is this?" Jiumozhi asked doubtfully.

The crying Buddha across from him was stunned in place for a moment, as dumb as a clay sculpture.

The Ji family's gold sticker is rare throughout the ages. It was written by Emperor Ziwei himself, the Lord of the Nine Heavens. Seeing the sticker is like seeing a person. How could the other party have it?

Beside, even the twelve fairies stared wide-eyed, almost feeling incredible.

They are members of the Ji family, so they naturally know how rare this post is.

At this moment, these twelve fairies didn't know how terrifying the three words "Su Changqing" given by the other party would be in a short time.

Jiumozhi also understood at this moment, and slapped the gold sticker on his forehead. The gold sticker on the top of his head was filled with infinite fairy light, and his big bald head was like a constantly glowing light bulb.

"You little bastard, when you see the emperor's decree, like Emperor Ziwei coming in person, quickly kowtow to the little monk!"

He held his head high, arrogant, and stared at the bitter Buddha.

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