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    Chapter 117 Refreshing spirits are not as good as ghosts eating ghosts

    Xie Lian continued: "I venture to guess, that He Sheng has a single name with a mysterious character. Moreover, his birth date is the same as that of Master Feng Shi."

    Stealing the sky and changing the sun, hiding the sky and crossing the sea, is not something that can be achieved by just looking for one, and it must meet certain specific conditions.

    Judging from the three questions that the vernacular Zhenxian asked when he first caught Shi Qingxuan, it firmly remembered two things:

    First, there is the word "Xuan" in the name of the prey; second, the birth date of the prey. But it didn't recognize the face of the prey, and Shi Qingxuan had to go up and show it himself. Because the master's remedy was early, other than that, he probably didn't know anything about it.

    Therefore, if you want to find someone to protect Shi Qingxuan from disasters, it must be a man who was born at the same time as Shi Qingxuan in the same year, the same month and the same day, and has "Xuan" in his name.

    Such a ghost is too hard to find. But the world is so big that if you look for it in death, you may not have it. Relying on his great navy's potential, he cast the net down and found such a person. Moreover, he was actually someone who had the potential to ascend and was about to transcend the calamity!

    How can we let go of such good things? Compared with penance, how convenient it is. Not to be missed!

    Speaking of this, Ming Yi on the side seemed to have reacted, and his expression gradually became solemn. Shi Qingxuan first nodded, suddenly remembered something, and looked at Huacheng leaning against the door. After all, this kind of thing can't be discussed in front of a ghost. Huacheng held his arms and smiled: "Your Excellency Feng Shi doesn't have to look at me. It's not me that you should worry about. This matter has nothing to do with me. You might as well worry about whether anyone else in Heavenly Court has caught the handle of Brother Zun."

    Mingyi said solemnly: "You really have eyeliner in heaven."

    Huacheng said indifferently: "Didn't you already know?"

    The geographer was sent to the ghost market, originally to investigate this, but it seems that the eyeliner was buried very deep, and he had been undercover for more than ten years, but he still could not find out who it was. Huacheng said that this matter has nothing to do with him, Xie Lian naturally believed it, and didn't think much about it. But he also said, "Why don't you worry about other people in the heavenly court?" Xie Lian suddenly thought of it again, and asked: "Master Feng Shi, why did you open the door of the protector at the pouring table that night? Yes? Didn't someone tell you to go out? Who was that?"

    Shi Qingxuan said: "Yes. It's a real fairy in the vernacular. As soon as you open your mouth..."

    Xie Lian put his hands on his sleeves and said, "But how does it know your psychic password?"

    "..." Mingyi said with a dark face, "It's not this person. I want to make friends with people all day long, and I have to chat a few words when I have time or not! Talk a lot!"

    Shi Qingxuan said wrongly: "Brother Ming, you can't say that. The people who are talking to me are the priests in the heavenly court. I haven't reported my family to this thing!"

    Thanks for the pity: "Since the vernacular Zhenxian has been dormant for many years and has made a comeback, it is not difficult to find out the secrets of Master Sailor... This kind of secret, it is not difficult to get Master Fengshi's psychic password. Someone must have leaked your psychic password, whether it's intentional or not, you can follow this check."

    Mingyi said again: "So, have you seen what it is? What did it do after it called you out?"

    "..." Shi Qingxuan seemed to have a headache and said, "I don't know what it looks like, it casts a spell, I can't see it clearly."

    He said vaguely and didn't say what he saw, Mingyi's face became cold. Xie Lian guessed that it was probably the bloody pictures of some blood club fire prototypes, and it was indeed difficult to describe. After a long while, Shi Qingxuan sighed and said, "I'm useless. If I could fly by myself, these things would not happen."

    Shi Qingxuan's original fate, in terms of mortals, is probably very good, otherwise the vernacular real fairy will not stare at him. But I am afraid that it is still far from the level of soaring. This kind of person is covered with a layer of spiritual energy, and it is difficult to start with inhuman things. Besides, which monsters and ghosts are willing to take the initiative to provoke future priests?

    Whether a person can soar is not just a matter of being smart, and being smart and working hard is not necessarily good, nor is it that the more treasures you smash, the more useful you will be. Sometimes it's so annoying. After ten years of cold window, it is not as quick as a person's natural talent; a hundred years of painstaking efforts are no better than a wisp of enlightenment at the flick of a finger.

    Without that life is nothing. Even if the navy spends a lot of money on his younger brother, if he doesn't change his fate, he is likely to stop in the middle heaven, and at most be the leader of the lower-level priests. The fact that he has been able to get to this stage, with infinite beauty, is all because his brother stole something that belonged to others and put it on himself. As long as you have a little conscience and self-esteem, you can imagine the taste after learning the truth.

    If it didn't come out, what kind of scenery would the people who really possessed the number of Ascension Qi be today?

    Thinking of this, Xie Lian suddenly flashed a light in his mind.

    He said: "No. Master Feng Shi, the one who told you to go out was not a vernacular real fairy."

    Shi Qingxuan raised his face and said, "Ah? That voice must be it, I won't remember it wrong."

    Thanks for the pity: "No no, the sound is it, it does not mean the body is still it. Everyone, do you remember: the prey that the vernacular Zhenxian stared at, eventually committed suicide. However, there is one exception."

    After a pause, he said, "How did He Sheng die? How did he act in the fire of the Blood Society? Is it suicide?"

    Shi Qingxuan opened his eyes wide and said, "It's not suicide. It's..."

    Mingyi said: "Death from exhaustion."

    Thanks for the pity: "That's right! Even if the bad luck is haunted, until the last moment, He Sheng never thought of committing suicide."

    He concentratedly said: "Think about it carefully, this person is very determined, and he has suffered injustice and various blows one after another. If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have given up on himself, or he would have died, but he has been fighting, and nothing has yielded. I guess, maybe after the vernacular Zhenxian found him, it never got what it wanted—fear. His death was not because of fear and despair, and he didn't collapse and commit suicide. The vernacular Zhenxian was entangled in him, in fact, it was not at all. I didn't eat a good fruit, I took a bite, bit into a steel plate, broke my teeth, and finally lost completely."

    Shi Qingxuan listened, shook his head slowly, and sighed sincerely: "...I really am not such a person."

    Xie Lian continued: "He died with murderous aura and resentment. I don't think that the tempered soul will rest in peace, and it must not be peaceful and long for revenge.

    "So, Master Feng Shi, I think it's very possible that the current 'Vernacular True Immortal' is not the one who found you when you were born. Instead, after stubbornly fighting to death, the vernacular True Immortal has been turned back. The He Sheng, or in other words, He Xuan!"

    As soon as these words came out, Shi Qingxuan and Mingyi were both startled. Huacheng took it lightly: "Ghost eats ghosts."

    If a person eats a person, if you can swallow your mouth, you can eat at most; if a ghost eats a ghost, if you eat it in the right way, you can digest the opponent's ability and mana for your own use.

    Thanks for the pity: "This can also explain why the 'Vernacular True Immortal' understands many details of this matter. Originally, this kind of eccentric, dull and strange, would not be so smart. But now I came back to find you, a …”

    He wanted to use "combination", but he felt it was inaccurate. At this time, Huacheng Road: "Enhanced body."

    Thanks for the pity: "Yes. After swallowing the vernacular real fairy, He Sheng's consciousness completely controls the dominant position. Now he not only has the ability to curse, but is also very smart, and has endless resentment towards you."

    Therefore, although it knew Shi Qingxuan's psychic password a long time ago, it didn't use psychics to curse him at the very beginning. It had to step by step and tighten the trap, forcing him to block his ears. Close your eyes and lock your empty house. It's as if the cat caught a mouse and didn't kill it immediately, but played with it until it scared to death.

    After a long while, Mingyi said, "This is the end of the matter, what are you going to do?"

    Everyone looked at Shi Qingxuan. Shi Qingxuan has unknowingly grabbed his hair in a mess, and said blankly: "...don't look at me??? I...don't know what to do!!! I just...temporarily, don't know What do you think about my brother..."

    After all, it was his own brother, and it was for himself that he committed this heinous crime and killed people. It was understandable that he didn't know what to do for a while. Shi Qingxuan said again: "But, I'll ask you here first, first, don't say it! Temporary, only temporarily, let me think about it... What should I do in the end. Although I thought about it for a few days, I didn't expect it, in short, I'll calm down first..." At the end, he was incoherent, and his eyes were straight.

    Shi Wudu kept saying that he wanted Shi Qingxuan to "treat the disease". What kind of disease can be cured? It's nothing more than falling off the altar and turning back into a mortal. Give him another life and ascend again, this "illness" can be cured. Although it is difficult to find such a suitable candidate, who knows what kind of evil method Shi Wudu will use? It is no wonder that Shi Qingxuan shouted to be a mortal rather than an immortal, and ran away in a hurry.

    There is also the scroll about the true fairy in the vernacular, which is full of mistakes, which must be misleading in order to prevent Shi Qingxuan from finding the right direction. But when Shi Wudu wanted to find such a qualified person, he would definitely need the help of Lingwen Hall to cast the net. Does Venerable Lingwen really know nothing about this matter? Since Shi Qingxuan, a priest, flew up like this, wouldn't it be possible that there are second, third or even more priests flying up like this? of?

    If this is the case, it will be too terrifying, the world is in chaos, and it must be taken seriously. In addition to being in Huacheng, you are leisurely and leisurely, and everyone else in the small thatched hut is full of preoccupations, like a great enemy. At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the hut. There were cows screaming "moo", and many farmers shouted: "Stop! Stop!"

    "What do you want to do murderous!"

    Xie Lian took a look at the crack of the door and said, "It's General Pei."

    Just now, Pei Ming was clearly smashed by Quan Yizhen, but at this moment he was standing outside intact. There is a crooked monument in front of him, with the monument as the boundary, he seems to be afraid, and he does not dare to attack rashly, and only stands on the spot with his sword. The peasants held hoes and scythes and wrote disapproval on their faces. The black cow in the farmland let out a few rough breaths, suddenly stood up, and instantly turned into a tall and strong man with a handsome face, wearing a small iron nose ring, and said with a smile: "Hey , isn't this General Pei, rare guest. What wind brought you here? Let's talk about it first, your little Pei doesn't care about our business."

    Thank you for thinking. When he saw the farmland and the black cow, he had a faint impression. Sure enough, this place is the hometown of Yulong Mountain. At that time, it was this Niu brother who lent the Yu Shili to Xie Lian for rain. After many years of separation, the style is the same as before, and the ploughing is still so diligent and vigorous. Shi Qingxuan also squeezed to the edge of the door, and said to Xie Lian: "The cow of Yu Shi's family. The cow is not bad."

    Pei Ming had suffered a loss from the Rain Master before, and now he is naturally polite, neither humble nor arrogant, and quite politely said: "I don't dare to be. Pei is not here to find the Lord of the Rain Master. Didn't you come to Guixiang?"

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