I was very curious about the old man Cao Mo's strength, but I couldn't see through it myself, so I asked Zen.
"Well..." Zen thought for a while and then said: "The old man's level should be a master of refining gods and returning them to the void."
"What?" I exclaimed when I heard this, my heart beating wildly. Is that old man actually a master of refining gods and returning them to the void?
It is extremely difficult for people to cultivate to this level, and their number is even rarer in China, but that old man is actually a terrifying figure in this level?
This shocked me greatly, but I also couldn't believe it. "Zen, you, are you telling the truth? Such a character is equivalent to an old monster, or a giant figure from various sects. How could he appear in the world?" , why should you deal with such a trivial matter as the hotel’s haunted incident?”
"There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. Don't use your fixed thinking to understand this world. There is no shortage of powerful monsters among people walking in the rivers and lakes, but..." Zen thought for a while and then said: "But , that old man should have just been promoted to the realm of refining gods and returning to the void, his aura is a bit unstable, and he is still unable to display the true strength of the Taoist weapon, otherwise you and Yang Jinghong would not be his opponents."
Hearing this, I took a deep breath and thought to myself that Zen's words made sense, otherwise we wouldn't have defeated that old dog.
But suddenly, my heart beat wildly again, and I looked sharply at Yang Jinghong who was sitting on the bed.
The old man Cao Mo is a powerful figure in the realm of refining gods and returning to the void, so what kind of realm is Yang Jinghong who can defeat her?
She is so young and looks like she is only twenty-five or six years old. Could it be that she is also a powerful being in the realm of refining gods and returning to the void?
How can this be?
It really shocked my heart.
Before I could ask Zen, he said first: "Yang Jinghong's aura is very weird, even I can't see through it."
Zen's tone was unprecedentedly solemn. This was the first time I saw him so serious.
"What state is Yang Jinghong in? Can't you feel it at all? Is she really also a master of the state of refining gods and returning to the void?" My expression became solemn. To be able to control Taoist weapons, I must at least reach this state.
"I don't know." Zen said doubtfully: "The aura on her body was strong and weak. One moment, she exuded the aura of the realm of refining gods and returning the void. The next moment, the aura disappeared completely like an ordinary person. The next moment, the aura emitted was like that of an ordinary person. People who have just entered spiritual practice are unpredictable.”
"This..." I was stunned, looking straight at this strange woman on the bed, thinking that she must have some kind of treasure in her body, so that outsiders could not figure out her own realm.
but.
After all, she can control Taoist weapons. Normally speaking, there is a high probability that she is also a powerful person who can refine gods and turn them into ghosts. This makes me feel very excited. I have met such a powerful friend, and there is no harm to me.
Then I asked Zen out of curiosity, is there anyone in the world who has cultivated to this level at such a young age?
Zen pondered a little and said: "The journey of cultivation is to go against the will of heaven. Most people, not to mention practicing to the point where they are still weak in refining gods, will never be able to step into the realm of refining qi and transforming into gods in their lifetime. However, there are also some evil geniuses who gather together With a combination of talent and luck, at a very young age, one can reach an incredible level of cultivation, but such people are so rare that they can be ignored."
Hearing this, I became even more curious when I looked at Yang Jinghong. Is she that kind of genius?
This woman with delicate and capable facial features, a bold and neutral personality, and a hot figure really piqued my interest.
At this time, Yang Jinghong, who was recovering from his injuries, couldn't say what he thought of or what happened, but his face turned red, which was very pretty.
I no longer stared at her, but took a chair and sat near the door and began to meditate.
I was very tired today. After meditating for a while, I was so confused that I almost fell asleep. But I couldn't sleep because I had to protect Yang Jinghong.
At the same time, the evil organization's affairs were like a dark cloud hovering in my mind, making me extremely depressed. Those words that seemed to contain shocking intentions made me feel even more heavy.
When the devil comes, the world will enter eternal darkness. What does this sentence mean? What on earth do the people of the Evil God Church do?
Are we going to bring many demons into this world, so that all life in the world will be devastated and plunged into terrifying darkness?
"It's very possible." Zen said solemnly: "I noticed the aura of the Hungry Ghost Path in the unfinished building three years ago. Maybe they will bring the sneakiness of the Hungry Ghost Path into this world."
I thought in my heart that if this is true, it will definitely be the end of the world, but what is their purpose of doing this? Is the destruction of the world good for them?
Suddenly, waves of evil energy came from the pill in my mind. I was shocked and quickly went in to check.
It was discovered that the red egg, which had absorbed four black crystals, emitted more and more dazzling light, almost illuminating all the surrounding space, more like a fiery red sun.
The evil energy emanating from the cracks in the red egg is very evil, as if a great devil is conceived inside.
Zen suddenly appeared next to the red egg and said solemnly: "The thing inside may be born soon."
"What's inside? Are you sure there won't be an accident?" I asked worriedly. Although Zen said it was fine many times, I still felt uneasy.
The main reason is that this red egg is so weird, and my mother got it from Gongsun Tianqiang, which means that he must be an extremely evil person, maybe a member of the Church of the Evil God.
And the things inside this red egg may be evil monsters used by evil masters to harm the people. If that's the case, I don't dare to let it be born.
It should be destroyed. I looked at Zen solemnly. He should know what I was thinking.
Zen thought for a while and said again: "It's okay. No matter how evil this thing is, it is still a cub. We can still control it. If it really loses control, I will use the Buddha Zen Holy Staff to kill it."
"Buddha's Zen Staff?" After hearing this, I quickly looked at the white Zen staff next to the Buddha statue and said, "Didn't you say that this Taoist instrument was damaged? Has it been repaired?"
I feel a little uplifted.
Zen shook his head and said: "With the improvement of your realm, its damage has been repaired somewhat, but it has not been completely repaired. I am his weapon spirit. I can exert part of his power, but it is still enough to kill him." The existence inside the red egg.”
"Well, okay, then you should pay more attention to the condition of this red egg. If anything happens, let me know at any time. I will go out first." After I said that, I left the Danzhu.
At the same time, thinking of those four black crystals, what is the purpose of the Evil God Church putting those four things in the hotel?
Bang bang, my heart suddenly jumped. That mysterious crystal has the function of assisting sneaky cultivation. Do they want to cultivate a group of powerful sneaky entities to use?
Also, why did the people of the Evil God Church choose the location within the Xiao family's property? I have too many doubts, but I can only explore it in the future.
It would be much easier to handle if someone from the Evil God Church is caught...
I don’t know how much time passed, but the hazy sunlight shining through the window shone on my face. I looked at the time, and it was already past six o’clock.
Turning around to look, Yang Jinghong on the bed was still meditating with her eyes closed, and her face had regained a lot of color. It seemed like nothing was wrong.
At this time, Feng Chunyu called and asked me which room I was in and asked the waiter to bring me breakfast.
After informing her of the floor and room, I went to the bathroom to wash up. When I came out, the doorbell just rang. I opened the door and took in breakfast.
I looked at Yang Jinghong again, wondering when she would be able to sit down.
When it was seven o'clock, Xiao Qilei called, "Xiao An, we are here. Which floor are you on? We will go up to see you right now."
"On the thirty-sixth floor, room 3632."
"Okay, we'll be there soon."
After hanging up the phone, I looked at Yang Jinghong and found that she had opened her eyes and was looking at me.
I felt happy in my heart and asked anxiously, "Jinghong, how are your injuries? Are you feeling better?"
"Ah..." Yang Jinghong yawned, stretched out his body, and showed off his curves. He looked at me with a smile and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine, my injury is much better."
Hearing this, I breathed a big sigh of relief, but said angrily: "You are only in your twenties, can you please stop talking about me and me, as if you are old."
"Hmph, boy, do you want to take care of me?" Yang Jinghong stood up quickly, rushed over and patted my head and said, "I just like the title of my mother. I won't tell you anymore. I'll go to the bathroom and take a shower first."
After speaking, she walked directly into the bathroom.
"You'd better stop washing." I said quickly: "The shareholders of this hotel are going to come up and thank us for coming. Wait for them..."
Before I finished speaking, I heard shadowy footsteps coming from outside the door.
"Here we come!" I said and straightened my clothes.
Yang Jinghong put on that loose coat to hide her plump breasts. I'm curious if she can hide her breasts in winter, but what about summer?
Ding dong.
Soon the doorbell rang.
After opening the door, Xiao Qilei was standing outside, and the other two were a middle-aged man in his forties in a suit and leather shoes. He was more than 1.8 meters tall, with sharp eyes and a face as beautiful as a crown jewel.
The other person was a fat man in his fifties, dressed in ordinary clothes, with the kind of face that one would not look at twice when thrown into a crowd. He looked at me kindly. It was hard to imagine that this person was a shareholder of a five-star hotel.
"Xiao An, are you okay? You're not injured or anything." After Xiao Qilei came in, he was the first to ask me concernedly and kept looking at my body.
"Qilei, is this the young gentleman you found? What a hero, how can you solve the haunted incident in the hotel? I really admire you." After the fat man walked in, he patted me on the shoulder and said kindly. .
The other middle-aged man was much more indifferent and taciturn. He just smiled at Yang Jinghong and me.
Everyone exchanged pleasantries, but they were not sure whether I had really solved the haunting incident. They just expressed their gratitude to Yang Jinghong and me.
"Haha, this must be Master Yang. Thank you very much for your help. The hotel will not treat you badly." The fat man smiled and extended a hand to Yang Jinghong.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jinghong didn't give any face to the fat man. He glanced at the fat man's hand with disgust and didn't hold it. He said hoarsely: "You don't need to flatter me or thank me. I like peace and quiet."
