"Brother Chulong, are you bragging too much? How could you have seen him? Have you been to the human realm before?" The little white pig squinted at the dragon-headed centipede with a questioning look on his face.
"I've never been here. I feel like I've seen him in the Demon Realm, but I can't remember exactly where. And it seems I've only seen his portrait, not him in person." The dragon-headed centipede responded very seriously. The little white pig has changed from his usual sarcastic appearance.
Just when the dragon-headed little centipede was trying to recall the appearance of Cangyuan Mountain, the clone of Cangyuan Mountain was already sitting on the wooden bed in the wooden house. The Cangyuan Mountain clone stared at A Lang with his eyes furrowed, his brows furrowed, and he thought for a while in his heart, "The Ghost King of All Realms? How could it be him? He is still alive? It seems that he, like the master of the palace, must have received some kind of apocalypse. Or maybe it has something to do with the Soul-Guarding Temple? Is he a member of the Soul-Guarding Temple? No, it’s unlikely. His spiritual realm should be higher than that of the temple master. With his arrogance, he would never disdain to associate with others. What’s going on? ? How can he draw the conclusion that the soul is reincarnated into Langer Yuanling? Or is it just the spiritual wisdom and consciousness of Langer Yuanling? Yuanling is bred from the monks' spiritual pool. Even in human form, it is only the image of God and cannot inherit the spirit of God. Wisdom, is it to seize Lang'er's body? It's unlikely. According to Lang'er, the spirit of the ghost king of all realms has been guiding and protecting Lang'er, and it didn't harm Lang'er at all after erasing the other clone of Lang'er's body in the spiritual pool. .The soul returns to its true form? Returns to the deep sea abyss? His time is running out? What is he going to do? It seems that I don’t have much time either. I can’t delay any longer. I have to find a way to return to my true form, but I have to do it first. We have to find a way to break the forbidden barrier of the Netherworld Ghost King."
Seeing Cangyuanshan's clone sitting on the wooden bed without saying a word, staring at him with his brows slightly raised, A Lang felt inexplicably flustered, "Grandpa, what are you thinking? You are a little flustered when you look at Lang'er like this."
"Lang'er, grandpa wanted to spend some time to help you completely absorb the spirit of time and space. Just now, grandpa carefully analyzed your experience. It's too late to help you slowly, so I can only use some violent methods. Lang'er, I'll save you." After the spirit is released, grandpa will try to modify its appearance and try to suppress the overflow of its spiritual power." Cangyuanshan's clone relaxed its brows and looked at A Lang with a loving expression.
"Suppress? Grandpa, my little Yuanling is very weird, Lang'er is worried..." A Lang was worried when he heard the instructions from the Cangyuan Mountain clone.
"Don't worry, Lang'er, grandpa will never do anything to harm you."
"Grandpa, what are you thinking about? How can Lang'er be worried that grandpa will be bad for Lang'er? Lang'er is worried that the little boy will be bad for Grandpa." A Lang heard the Cangyuan Mountain clone become angry.
"Haha, little bastard, what are you thinking about! Don't forget that grandpa is the old King of Hell. Although grandpa is now in a clone state, there are not many creatures in the entire Zhongtian Empire who can fight with grandpa." Cangyuanshan's clone smiled, and the two Narrowing his eyes into a thin line, he looked at A Lang happily.
"You're just bragging!" Ah Lang pouted, and after a slight hesitation, he released his Yuanling Doudou.
Seeing Yuan Ling Doudou possessing A Lang, Cangyuanshan's clone narrowed his eyes and told A Lang, "Lang'er, close your eyes and don't resist!" Then he gently raised his hands to grab A Lang's shoulders.
After hearing the instructions from the Cangyuan Mountain clone, Alang immediately closed his eyes, relaxed his body, and allowed himself to be manipulated by the Cangyuan Mountain clone. In Alang's heart, his grandfather was the only person worthy of 100% trust.
The moment the Cangyuan Mountain clone's hands touched A Lang, A Lang felt an unusually overbearing and familiar space-time spiritual power pouring into his body, followed by a strong sense of oppression. Even though he felt a little uncomfortable, Alang still remembered the instructions of the Cangyuan Mountain clone and closed his eyes tightly without any resistance.
When Cangyuan Mountain tried its best to transform the appearance of Doudou, the entire wooden house was shrouded in extremely dazzling and violent thunder and lightning. On the yard outside the house, the little white pig and the little dragon-headed centipede looked at the thunder and lightning that shrouded the wooden house in horror. Their whole bodies were uncontrollably shaking violently again.
