"Hey, Flesh Dragon, do you know what a god spirit is? It's the first time I've seen Mr. Lu Jin look so ugly."
Yun, who was wearing a mask and carrying two sky measuring rulers on his waist, used his left elbow to slap the hidden dragon next to him and asked curiously.
Despite Yun's mature appearance and mysterious appearance while wearing a mask, he looks like a person with a lot of stories.
But in fact, it is just a joke, wearing a mask is just because the sect's mental method requires that the self-image can be broken. The mask can cover one's face, let go of the original "I", and try to get as close as possible to the state of being able to break the self-image.
In addition, for a small reason, Yun felt that he could not beat any of his senior sisters and was embarrassed to show off to others.
Hidden Dragon was very dissatisfied with the title Flesh Dragon and said angrily: "Don't call me Flesh Dragon. Why do you all imitate Zhang Chulan, a guy who doesn't want Bilian?"
"Okay, then you tell me what the Divine Spirit is, and I will never call you Flesh Dragon again."
"······"
Hidden Dragon's round face was so suppressed that all the officials crowded together: "I don't know."
Through the mask, Zanglong could feel Yun's contemptuous eyes.
That's it? Little brother, aren’t you known as a new era intelligence agent? Don’t you want to equal Jianghu Inn and catch up with Yaoxing Club? What happened?
Hidden Dragon said with a hint of grievance: "What a god, at first glance, it is information circulated among the elderly. This matter may be older than my father. Where can I learn about this?"
"What's the use of you, flesh dragon!"
Zhi Jinhua put her hands on her hips and shouted from the side.
Zanglong said unconvinced: "Don't call me Flesh Dragon. If you know, then tell me."
Zhang Lingyu, who had no sympathy for her at all, was struck with lightning all over her body. Lu Linglong, who was wrapped in bandages like a mummy, was trying to smooth things over:
"Okay, stop arguing. I'll ask my great-grandfather and I'll find out."
"Yes, Linglong, you are so smart! Linglong, you are the most reliable."
As soon as Zanglong saw Lu Linglong, he immediately changed his face, his eyes seemed to become heart-shaped, and he acted coquettishly to Lu Linglong in a sweet and greasy tone.
"I'll go, Flesh Dragon, you don't have the looks of Taoist Priest Lingyu and Hu Xiuwu, don't make such an expression."
Zhi Jinhua's sticky tone made Zhi Jinhua extremely nauseous. She rubbed the goosebumps on her arms, feeling the disgust go away from Cang Long.
Hidden Dragon glanced sideways at Zhi Jinhua: "Gungungun, I'm talking to Linglong, and it's your fault."
"Hey, you carnivorous dragon, you must be a bit timid today!"
Lu Linglong ignored the quarrel between Zhi Jinhua and Canglong. Anyway, Mr. Yun was still on the side and would not let them go too far.
She is now even more worried about her great-grandfather Lu Jin. The Lu family all know that Lu Jin has a demon in his heart, and they have not cared about it for a long time.
But this was the first time she saw Lu Jin's killing intent after touching Ni Lin, which was no different from being possessed by a demon.
"Great grandpa, great grandpa,"
Lu Linglong walked up to Lu Jin and wanted to hold his arm, trying to be coquettish as usual to divert his attention. However, as soon as she got to his side, she felt as if she had fallen from Longhu Mountain into the Infinite Hell.
There seemed to be endless resentful spirits all around, wailing in her ears, encouraging her to follow her heart.
kill! kill! kill!
not good,
Suddenly, Lu Linglong's eyes turned red and her whole body trembled due to Lu Jin's pure and strong killing intent.
Lu Linglong was trembling, not because she was afraid, but because she was suppressing the desire for destruction in her body.
"Lao Lu! Don't scare the child."
Zhang Zhiwei's gentle voice was like a silver needle piercing Lu Jin's mind at this moment, awakening Lu Jin who was addicted to the nightmare of the past.
Then, Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Lu Linglong lightly and reminded,
"Xiao Linglong, surrender your mental ape and guard against your delusions. If you are really flustered, just recite your Quanzhen Longmen's mental method silently several times."
It was obvious that the Heavenly Master had discovered something was wrong with the little girl, but he didn't say it explicitly.
Lu Linglong is Lu Jin's biological granddaughter. Lu Jin must know her questions. If the Lu family doesn't want to talk about it, there is no need for him to ask.
Sure enough, when Lu Jin saw Lu Linglong's strange behavior, he immediately woke up and hugged Lu Linglong guiltily to check her condition: "Linglong, are you okay? Grandpa is so confused that he almost forgot about you."
Lu Linglong took a deep breath and repeatedly used the Quanzhen Mental Technique to suppress the destructive desire in her heart. She looked at her great grandfather who was worried about her and showed a hearty smile:
"Grandpa, I'm fine. I just didn't expect you to get so angry. I wasn't ready for it."
After comforting Lu Jin and ensuring that there was nothing wrong with her, Lu Linglong asked: "Grandpa, what exactly is the divine spirit that makes you lose control of your emotions despite your hundreds of years of meditation practice?"
"The gods are so spiritual,"
Having just vented the anger that had accumulated in his heart for many years, and almost accidentally hurting Lu Linglong, Lu Jin calmed down, and now he can answer Lu Linglong's questions calmly.
"That's the signature skill of the previous generation's head of Quanxing, the boss of those demons and monsters, the chief culprit of the Jiashen Rebellion, and Wu Gensheng."
Without roots,
Hearing this name, Lu Linglong understood why her great-grandfather suddenly lost control. This name was Lu Jin's taboo. Lu Jin would always get angry whenever he was mentioned, so in the past, no one in the Lu family dared to say anything about Wu Gensheng.
"The Divine Spirit is a spell that can destroy all technologies that rely on Qi and return them to their original state."
"The demonic aura of Liu Kunsheng of the Immortal Family disappeared strangely just now, which is very similar to the effect of the gods."
Zhang Zhiwei frowned slightly. Although he had never seen it before, he always felt that it did not look like Qi being decomposed. However, he did not speak or question it. He also guessed Hu Xiuwu's plan to some extent.
Since just now, Tian Jinzhong has been silent in his wheelchair, looking in a daze, thinking of the scene when he found Zhang Huaiyi.
The short Zhang Huaiyi stood in front of him and said to him calmly:
"My understanding has surpassed that of Fourth Brother."
"The end of the technique, the source of Qi body."
Everyone has different thoughts,
Even Rongshan's announcement of Hu Xiuwu's victory did not cause much trouble.
Hidden away from the general audience, there are also many people who are curious about the relationship between the source of Qi Ti used by Hu Xiuwu and the gods and spirits. They are also very interested in the secrets of the previous generation of Quanxing leader.
And this is exactly the effect Hu Xiuwu wanted.
Not only for Zhang Chulan, but also for his own plan, he wanted to be the most dazzling one on the stage and attract the attention of demons and monsters.
This is just the beginning. In the next time in Longhu Mountain, he will make this group of people's eyes stick to him.
