"Well said."
Taoist Changlin slowly raised his head and spoke in a gentle voice.
The voice is still the same as before.
The old Taoist priest is still the same old Taoist priest.
But at this moment, no one would think that he was still Taoist Changlin, not even his direct disciple.
The Taoist boy of Mingxin Xiao stood in the distance, his body trembling, he felt waves of cold air coming from his heart, and he felt great fear for no reason.
It was obviously just a plain sentence, but he couldn't help trembling.
Thank you Qiye!
Who in the world of spiritual practice, or even ordinary people, has not heard of the famous name of black and white?
He never dreamed that at this very moment, the legendary Master Xie Qi would come to the world in the body of his teacher.
"Half a catty of donkey offal, one portion of donkey tendons, one portion of donkey ears, two ounces of soju, that's good, you're fine."
'Changlin Taoist' glanced at the food and wine on the table, and a deep recollection appeared on his face:
"Fujun and second brother like to eat like this the most..."
In a gentle sigh.
An Qisheng captured extremely deep emotions.
In a daze, he seemed to see something.
It was a narrow path under the setting sun. A burly and ugly man was driving a cart. It was a cart pulled by an ox and a horse. A tall figure in gray robe was lying on the hay, reading an ancient book.
Two tiny little guys were lying on the left and right looking at the sky...
"As long as Mr. Qi likes it."
An Qisheng drank the wine in the glass, lifted the jug and poured a glass of wine for the person in front of him.
The wooden charm in Jiaoyuan Mountain, the encounter in the Yinsi Tavern, and Taoist Changlin were all preparations made by Mr. Xie Qi to meet him.
An Qisheng has known this for a long time.
It's just that he didn't come until now.
Xie Qi picked up the wine glass, took a deep sip, and then drank it slowly.
The drink swirled in his mouth before he swallowed it slowly.
"ha!"
Xie Qi put down the wine glass and let out a long sigh, feeling somewhat satisfied: "It's been a long time since I've seen this human breath. It's not in vain that I've crippled so many hands and feet to come here."
An Qisheng looked at Xie Qi quietly.
He was wearing the body shell of Taoist Changlin, but what came was not his incarnation, but just a ray of divine will. However, he was able to draw some spiritual energy from the incarnation of the real person Tianyi.
At this time, no information about Xie Qi could be captured at all.
Empty, like facing the long sky.
This was also the first time that he could not capture the spiritual imprint on him at all.
This is truly flawless, even if it is just a hint of divine intention, there is no flaw in it.
An Qisheng was sizing up Xie Qi, and Xie Qi was sizing up An Qisheng.
His eyes were dim, and An Qisheng's figure was reflected in them. He didn't know whether he was confirming something or deducing something.
The two looked at each other for a moment.
They all raised their glasses and moved their chopsticks in unison.
Mingxin Xiaodao Tong watched from a distance and saw that the two of them were not talking very much. After talking for a few words, they looked at each other for a long time, and then began to drink and eat again.
There is nothing strange about the exchange of wine and wine.
Instead, there was a strange feeling that he couldn't explain.
The two ate quickly.
After a while, the table was completely empty.
At this time, An Qisheng put down his wine glass and said faintly:
"Does Master Qi want to see me, or does Lord Netherworld want to see me?"
Since arriving in this world, he has heard the legend of this Lord of the Netherworld countless times.
According to legend, he emerged from nowhere to suppress the near-immortal Emperor Tian's ten cruelties. According to legend, he swept away the demon atmosphere and restored the heaven and earth. According to legend, he opened up the underworld so that the dead could survive. According to legend, he established order in the underworld and established the city god of the world... .
There are too many legends.
"You are very smart."
Xie Qi also put down his wine glass and patted his belly, but did not answer An Qisheng's question and instead asked:
"You said that food is the most important thing for the people. What should the last sentence be?"
"Food is food to safety first."
An Qisheng's eyes flashed and he said slowly.
"No no no."
Xie Qi looked at Qiongtian and murmured:
"The people take food as their heaven, and what follows should be, the heaven takes the people as their food..."
People regard food as heaven, heaven regards people as food...
An Qisheng's heart moved, and he heard the meaning of Xie Qi's words.
"Can't think, can't say..."
Xie Qi took a deep look at An Qisheng. His eyes were deep, as if there were endless stars rising and falling:
"He is watching."
It is self-evident who He is.
An Qisheng nodded slightly, cleared away the distracting thoughts in his mind, and then said seriously:
"Does the seventh master remember the real person Tianyi?"
"Zhenyi Zhenyi? Who is that?"
Xie Qi frowned at first, then shook his head: "Are you talking about the Evil Child that day? When he first became a soul, he wanted to spy on the Netherworld and the Underworld. For some reason, he glanced at me. I remember that he seemed to be crazy... ..."
crazy?
An Qisheng thought about it and had to admit that Master Tianyi was indeed crazy.
How can a normal person suddenly realize such a weird magical power as 'differentiation of the soul'?
However, compared to the almost indelible impression of Tianyi Zhenren.
This Mr. Xie Qi seemed to have no impression of him at all.
This is really a sad fact.
"The Lord has messed up the world. Now that the heaven and earth are confused, I can't get out of the netherworld. I don't know what happened in these years..."
Ripples appeared in Xie Qi's eyes. After finishing one sentence, he seemed to have understood something.
"It's really made a big fuss."
He smiled, his smile a little cold:
"The Lord of the Palace once said that all the city gods will suffer a calamity, and I think it is this person who will suffer the calamity."
"After this time, the Yinsi City God has ceased to exist in name only."
An Qisheng had nothing to hide and simply stated his purpose:
"I want to subdue the city gods of the world and return them to the mountains and rivers. What does the seventh master think?"
Xie Qi was noncommittal:
"If you want to take over the City God of the World, that's up to you. However, without the City God of the Yin Division, how will those mortals deal with the fierce ghosts and demons that are born every day in the world?"
Even though there was someone in front of him who wanted to restrain the city god of the world, Xie Qi didn't seem to be angry at all, and his tone was calm, as if he was discussing what to eat at night.
If the people, monsters, demons, and ghosts who had died at his hands for countless years saw this scene, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to believe it.
"The Lord of the Palace opened the Netherworld, established the Underworld Division, ruled the world with a cauldron, divided humans and ghosts, and bound the city gods with incense. Each one of them is extremely remarkable."
An Qisheng couldn't deny that this king of Netherworld Mansion was talented and wise.
If there were no Yins City God, if there was no underworld, the chaos in this world would be a hundred times more tragic.
Just binding ghosts, gods and mortals together with incense may not be the best way.
"It's just that a gentle man of the heavenly nature must constantly strive for self-improvement. Human beings must strengthen themselves and save themselves. They cannot rely on charity from ghosts and gods."
An Qisheng didn't care at all that the biggest ghost in this world was in front of him, and he said bluntly:
"What do you think, Master Qi?"
"Heaven is a healthy gentleman who constantly strives to improve himself..."
Xie Qi chewed this sentence again and was a little dazed for a moment. After a long time, he nodded slowly:
"If it can be done, it will be great."
But if it doesn't work...
Xie Qi didn't say the second half of the sentence, but both of them knew the meaning.
If not, the world would be in a completely different situation.
"Then, thank you Lord Qi for making it happen."
An Qisheng poured another glass of wine and served Xie Qiman as well.
"Since you want to take back the city god of the world, you also need to solve other things one by one... It's a pity that such a small character who can be shot to death can threaten the underworld system of the master."
Xie Qi picked up the wine glass, smiled at himself, and drank the wine in the glass.
"Since Mr. Qi says he is a minor character who can be shot to death casually, why should he be shot to death casually?"
An Qisheng held the wine glass and asked with a chuckle.
"Because He's watching me..."
Xie Qi put down his wine glass, took a deep look at the clear blue sky, and said to himself:
"He is coming, it's time for me to go..."
Before he finished speaking, Taoist Changlin's body trembled again, and immediately, the evil spirit that was permeating the surroundings and was colder than the heavy snow in the middle of winter slowly receded.
An Qisheng's eyes flashed with ripples in the depths of his eyes, and he looked at the Yin Qi.
Faintly, his eyes seemed to be following the evil spirit flowing down to the netherworld.
Amidst the endless evil energy, I saw a desolate and mottled city.
Above the city, two figures, one black and one white, sat with their backs facing each other, both with their eyes closed, like dead people.
Boom!
Almost at the same time, thunder suddenly exploded in the clear blue sky, and an electric snake danced across the sky.
An Qisheng seemed to avert his gaze even after being electrocuted.
With a startling glance, he saw that the two black and white figures sitting back to back on the city were deeply connected, as if one was carrying the existence of the other.
Or, both parties must rely on each other to exist.
"ah!"
Taoist Chang Lin trembled and let out a loud cry, almost jumping up.
"Master!"
The little Taoist boy Mingxin exclaimed and ran over.
He knew that Mr. Xie Qi had left.
Taoist Chang Lin swayed for a few times, then looked around as if he was just waking up from a dream, and finally let out the breath he had been holding in his chest for a long time.
Tsk~
A jet of Yin Qi, as black as ink, streaked across a hundred feet like an arrow and sprayed on the frozen lake.
Visible to the naked eye, a layer of dark infection spread quickly on the ice surface.
"This, this is..."
Taoist Changlin's eyes widened and he felt an incompatible feeling of joy.
As a monk, as Tianshou approaches, his body, mind, and consciousness will all have a smell of decay. Even if it does not damage his strength and magical powers, it is unavoidable.
But at this moment, when he exhaled this breath of turbid air, the rotten aura on his body dissipated.
What rises instead is the vigorous vitality that rises among the mountains and rivers after the thunderstorm.
In An Qisheng's eyes, Taoist Changlin's longevity has also changed.
Without the slightest breakthrough, the lifespan that originally only had eight years left has skyrocketed by a decade!
"Master, what are you..."
Mingxin Xiaodaotong's eyes widened and he felt the change.
"Master Qi, it's Master Qi..."
Feeling the change in Shouyuan, the dissatisfaction in Taoist Changlin's heart suddenly disappeared. He immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Netherworld.
I'll lend you a stick of incense and give you a lifetime!
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