Shi Qingxuan was pinched by his jaw, and after a few gulps, he choked hard and spat out most of the liquid, staining his chest. He screamed and banged his head upwards, knocking over the bowl. Shi Wudu's face was dark, and he said, "Fall! Keep on throwing it! What are you afraid of? There's plenty of medicine. For every bowl you throw, I'll give you another twenty! I'll keep pouring it until you drink it!"

Shi Qingxuan roared, "Ah!!! Can you please just leave me alone and let me fend for myself!"

Shi Wu Du said sternly: "I am your brother, if I can't control you, who else can?!"

Shi Qingxuan stopped talking and turned his head to the inside. After a while, Shi Wudu sat down beside the couch and said in a softer tone, "I'll go and fix your fan for you."

Shi Qingxuan said, "I don't want that fan anymore."

The Wind Master loved his top-grade magic weapon, the Wind Master Fan, and would take it out to play with it whenever he had time. Even in the middle of winter when snow was falling all over the sky, he could still shake the fan without being disturbed by thunder. Now he actually said that he didn’t want the Wind Master Fan anymore. The more Xie Lian heard, the more surprised he became. Shi Wudu said, “It’s okay if you don’t want it anymore. I can refine a new magic weapon for you.”

Shi Qingxuan turned his head again and said, "I don't want a new one either! Please let me go."

Shi Wudu turned around and asked, "Go down? Where to go?"

Shi Qingxuan said: "Go down to the human world. I don't want to stay in the heaven anymore. I don't want to be a god anymore!"

The veins on Shi Wudu's fair forehead bulged as he said, "What a joke! You don't want to be a god, but go to the human world? What do you think the human world is? Stop embarrassing yourself! How many people have waited for years to ascend to heaven, and how many priests in the middle heaven are trying their best to enter the upper heaven. I don't think you know!"

Shi Qingxuan said angrily: "Yeah! I don't know! I just want to be a wandering knight immortal, is that not okay?!"

Shi Wudu said: "No! Go and dream of being a free and easy wandering knight! I..."

At this time, his face changed, as if he had received some spiritual news. Shi Wudu stood up suddenly, put two fingers on his temple and listened for a while, his face became more and more solemn, and then he said to Shi Qingxuan: "Stop making trouble! I'm busy these days and don't have time to care about you! When I get through the third heavenly tribulation, you won't be able to mess with me like this anymore!" After saying that, he threw his hands and quickly left the bedroom.

After he walked away, Xie Lian quietly climbed down and pushed the window open, but it wouldn’t move. He thought it was blocked. He was afraid that a warning spell might have been cast, so he didn’t dare to force it open. So he lowered his voice and said, “Master Wind Master, Master Wind Master?”

Shi Qingxuan moved on the couch, turned around, and said happily: "Your Highness the Crown Prince?!"

Xie Lian said, “It’s me. What’s wrong with you? I can’t open the door or window. Can you find another way to get in?”

When the doors and windows cannot be opened by normal means, it is easy to imagine how the God of War will find another way to enter a room. Shi Qingxuan hurriedly said, "No, no, no! Don't break them. The doors and windows here are covered with magic. If you force your way in, the whole Feng Shui Mansion will know that someone is coming. Except for me and my brother, no one else will have to open them from the inside."

Xie Lian asked, “But you were tied up like that again?”

Shi Qingxuan struggled frantically and said, "Your Highness, wait a minute! Watch me break this rope..."

“…” Xie Lian watched him roll back and forth on the couch, sometimes bending like a shrimp, sometimes standing up like an iron plate, with great difficulty. He whispered to encourage him, “Try hard, sir!”

The rope that bound Shi Qingxuan was not a magical weapon. With the power of Wind Master, it would break with just a flick of his finger. How could it not break even after this? Could it be that Shi Qingxuan was really seriously injured and couldn't break free even at this level?

At this moment, there was a strange noise under Master Qingxuan’s bed, and a hand stretched out from underneath. Xie Lian was startled, his scalp tingling, and he said, “Master Feng, be careful! There’s someone hiding under your bed!”

Shi Qingxuan's expression also changed: "What?!"

Before he could finish his words, a dark shadow quickly crawled out from under the bed, stood in front of his bed, and looked down at him condescendingly.

This man was dressed in black and had a ghost mask on. I really didn't know when he hid under the bed, nor did I know what he was going to do at this moment. Shi Qingxuan was tied up on the bed, rolling around frantically trying to break free. Xie Lian was blocked outside the door and couldn't get in. It was really dangerous. Xie Lian was about to break in through the window, but he saw the man push the ghost mask up and said in a low voice: "Shut up!"

Shi Qingxuan's eyes widened and he said, "Brother Ming? Brother Ming! Brother Ming, my god, my good brother, hurry up! Help me untie me!!!"

Ming Yi tore the ropes off his body with one hand. Shi Qingxuan moved his hands and feet, climbed up, rushed to open the window, grabbed Xie Lian's hands and shook them violently: "Your Highness! Thank you for remembering me!"

Xie Lian patted his shoulder, then slid into the bedroom with ease, saying, “Isn’t this bedroom restricted? How could Master Geomancer come in?”

Mingyi said, "It's just my job."

After saying this, he seemed to have discovered something was wrong, picked up the rope on the ground, looked at it, raised his head and asked Shi Qingxuan: "How come you can't even break free of this little thing?"

Xie Lian also took a closer look. That rope was not just a magical weapon. It was just an ordinary rope. With the powerful power of the wind master, how could he be trapped by such a thing for most of the day and still not be able to break free?

Shi Qingxuan's face froze, and Mingyi suddenly grabbed his left wrist, his expression turned stern, and asked, "What's going on?"

Xie Lian also grasped Shi Qingxuan’s right wrist, and after examining it for a moment, he asked in astonishment, “Master Feng, how could this be possible?”

There was actually no magic power at all in Shi Qingxuan's body!

Then, Xie Lian realized: “Is it that bowl of medicine?”

Thinking of the potion that Shi Wudu had just forced into his mouth, and Shi Qingxuan's resistance, Xie Lian immediately squatted to check the medicine. But Shi Qingxuan said, "No."

It was indeed not the medicine’s fault. Xie Lian had some knowledge of medicine, and from the smell, he felt that it should be a pain-relieving and tranquilizing decoction, and it might also have a little sleep-inducing effect, but it was not surprising. Thinking about it, when Shi Wudu grabbed his brother’s hand at the wine table, he immediately changed his expression, and he must have discovered it at that time. He gave Shi Qingxuan this medicine, probably for his own good, but for some reason Shi Qingxuan did not appreciate it.

No wonder Shi Qingxuan didn’t respond to his spiritual communication, because his original powerful magic power was gone now, and he looked no different from a mortal. Xie Lian subconsciously blurted out, “Master Fengshi, have you been demoted?”

Otherwise, how could it suddenly become like this? But he didn’t have the curse shackles on him, and if someone was demoted, it would be impossible to hide it. The news would spread throughout the Upper and Middle Heavenly Courts in an instant. Shi Qingxuan’s face turned pale, and he seemed to be unable to stand. Xie Lian supported him and asked, “Why did Master Shui tie you up?”

Shi Qingxuan came back to his senses and said, "Yes, my brother. Let's go quickly while my brother is away. Leave first!"

After saying that, he went under the bed. Xie Lian squatted down and said, “Master Wind Master!”

There was a hole under the bed, and no one knew where it led. Shi Qingxuan went in and disappeared. Mingyi also lowered his head and prepared to go in. Xie Lian thought about it and decided to follow him. However, Mingyi stepped back and said, "Your Highness, please don't interfere."

Xie Lian was stunned for a moment when he was stopped by him, and said, “Master Feng has helped me many times. This time he is in trouble, I can’t just stay out of it.”

Mingyi said: "He usually speaks up for justice, but most of the time he stays out of trouble."

Xie Lian said, “What happens to others is none of my business. As long as you understand the whole story and make sure that my help is not needed, I will naturally withdraw and not ask any questions.”

Master Qingxuan's voice came from under the bed: "Why don't you follow? The cave is about to be closed!"

Sure enough, the hole under the bed was gradually shrinking. Seeing this, Mingyi quickly went in, and Xie Lian followed. The three of them crawled in the passage opened by Mingyi for a while. Xie Lian looked back and saw that the hole had closed. It was really amazing. He whispered, "Master Geomancer, how was this tunnel dug? I have never heard that a hole can be dug under the immortal palace in Xianjing." You must know that the foundation of Xianjing is not the land of the mortal world.

After asking, I found out that the geomancer Mingyi was originally a skilled craftsman in the folk. He built bridges, roads, mountains and houses throughout his life, benefiting countless people, so he was able to ascend to heaven. Now, before breaking ground for any major construction in the world, people have to worship the geomancer and pray for the smooth construction. After he ascended to heaven, he refined a magic weapon, a crescent shovel. It is said that there is no mountain that cannot be moved, no hole that cannot be opened, and no room that cannot be entered with this magic shovel. He went undercover in the ghost market, which was a great advantage. Whenever he encountered a secret room he wanted to open, he would dig a shovel and then close it as it was. If he had not been beaten by Huacheng and vomited three liters of blood last time, and his magic power had not been greatly damaged, he might have been able to escape from the dungeon with that magic shovel.

The Earth Master had never tried this shovel in any of the gods’ palaces before, and he never showed off the magic weapon, always keeping it. It’s better not to show off. Most of the magic weapons of the gods in the Upper Heaven are quite elegant and chic, such as books, brushes, swords, folding fans, guqins and flutes. If there was a god here who carried a shovel in and out all day, it would be quite a sight to behold and a loss of image. After hearing this, Xie Lian couldn’t help but think that if I wanted to repair the dilapidated buildings in the Puqi Temple as soon as possible, should I also pay homage to the Earth Master?

After climbing for a while, Xie Lian heard Ming Yi in front of him ask Shi Qing Xuan, “Was it done by the Immortal Bai Hua?”

Xie Lian also wanted to know if this was the case. If it was really the Immortal Baihua who harmed Shi Qingxuan like this, it would certainly cause a stir in the heavens and cause great panic. A demon that could make a priest lose his magic power in a short period of time and become a mortal! It is conceivable that everyone would be in danger. For such a serious matter, Shi Qingxuan was silent for a moment, but said: "No matter who did it, this matter ends here."

This reaction is totally wrong.

If he was framed, he shouldn't have this kind of attitude no matter what, especially since Shi Qingxuan was not a fool who would suffer in vain.

In an instant, Xie Lian suddenly had a bad guess. Although it was bad, it could explain everything.

At this time, Mingyi suddenly said, "Silence."

The three people in the tunnel held their breath. Mingyi held up a flame in his palm, dimly illuminating the area, and the other two looked at him.

Mingyi seemed to want to communicate with spirits, but Shi Qingxuan had lost all his magic power and could not communicate with his mind, so he changed his method and wrote in the air with his fingers. Where his fingertips passed, there was a trace of ink, as if thick ink was dropped into clear water and then dispersed. The other two people could see clearly that what he wrote was: "Don't speak, don't move. Wait."

After the person had finished reading, he blew silently, and the words disappeared in the air. Xie Lian still had some remaining magic power, so he wrote a line of words on the handle: "What are you waiting for? When are you waiting?"

Mingyi wrote: "Wait for the people who are up there now to leave."

Xie Lian and Shi Qingxuan looked up at the same time. It turned out that the tunnel that Mingyi's treasure shovel opened in Xianjing passed through some immortal palaces and temples. At this time, a priest happened to be right above their heads.

Listening carefully, there was indeed a steady sound of footsteps, walking slowly, as if pacing in the room. Hearing the footsteps, Xie Lian judged that this person should be a martial god. Most martial gods have sensitive five senses, and if they make any suspicious sounds, they may be caught. Shi Qingxuan can't communicate with spirits or write, so he can only accuse silently with his mouth. Xie Lian read it twice before he understood what he said: "Brother Ming, why don't you avoid the temples and palaces??? Can't you dig under Shenwu Street???"

Ming Yi wrote indifferently: "Originally, there was no one in this hall, and Shenwu Street is now full of pits."

Xie Lian also wrote, “Yes. I saw it on the way here just now. The street is full of potholes, some of which are several feet deep. If you dig holes underneath, you might end up looking up and face someone.”

So, the three of them said nothing, turned into three dull stones, and patiently waited for the priest to leave. After waiting for a long while, Shi Qingxuan mouthed, "Did he leave?"

Mingyi shook his head. Shi Qingxuan's forehead was bulging with veins, and he looked 70% similar to his brother's angry expression just now. He said silently: "Who is so nagging? It's not time to sleep. Besides, which priest would sleep? Is this a toilet or something?"

In fact, strictly speaking, priests did not need to go to the toilet. When he finished the word "toilet", Xie Lian suddenly felt a chill, and he pushed the two people in front of him hard, and at the same time, he kicked his feet and fell backwards.

A sharp sword suddenly stabbed down from the top of the tunnel, with fierce force and murderous intent, and just pierced the ground between his legs.