Chapter 1265 - Chapter 1265: A visit to the Directorate of Celestials (3) (1/2)
Chapter 1265: A visit to the Directorate of Celestials (3)
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Miao Youfang’s eyes widened when he heard this.
The Directorate of Celestials actually did such a chivalrous thing, my Dao is not alone.
“Your Excellency has noble character and unquestionable integrity!”
Li lingsu complimented. Looking through the small window of the metal door, she saw a back view standing proudly in the room.
The demeanor of an expert!
At this moment, he heard the tall man from behind ask in a very conflicted tone, ”
“I’ve been in the Directorate of Celestials for a long time and am unable to inquire about the outside world. That dog Xu Qi ‘an has been away from the capital for more than a month. Is there any news?”
After a long time, Xu Qi ‘an heard the supervisor let out a long breath, and knew that he had returned.
I didn’t see my primordial spirit return at all … Xu Qi ‘an couldn’t help but ask, ”
“Where did Jian Zheng go just now?”
“I fought with the Galaxia tree at the border of Leizhou.”
The supervisor picked up the wine cup and took a sip.
He didn’t say who won or lost, nor did he state his motive for fighting. He put down his glass and looked sideways at the Arhat du Qing who was sitting cross-legged.
The supervisor had a fight with the Galaxia tree at the border of Leizhou? Is it because of me or something else …?
As Xu Qi ‘an was thinking, the supervisor turned around and examined him. He then looked at Arhat du Qing and praised, ”
“If you understand, you’ll find another way.”
Xu Qi ‘an knew that he was referring to the matter of capturing the top masters of Buddhism to remove the demon-sealing nails, so he said, ”
“Although Imperial Preceptor has captured the Arhat of sentiment, it is difficult to order him to do things. Thus, we brought him back to the capital for you to deal with.”
The supervisor dipped his finger into the wine cup, dipped it in a drop of wine, and flicked it gently.
Pa!
When the drop of wine landed between the Arhat’s eyebrows, Xu Qi ‘an seemed to hear a deafening Thunder. One could imagine what kind of experience the Arhat was experiencing.
The old monk with long hair hanging down his face trembled and slowly opened his eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream.
He glanced at the supervisor, Luo Yuheng, and Xu Qi ‘an, put his hands together, and said, ”