Hua Ye didn't want to say anything at first, but now he wanted to ask someone. After a moment of hesitation, he told him the cause and effect.
It turns out that this Master Hua was the leader of a big force in the Earthly Immortal World. He cultivated the Nascent Soul at the age of forty and became a powerful man in the Earthly Immortal World.
He had a promising future, but one time he refined his Nascent Soul and went to the sky to be tempered by thunder. Unexpectedly, as soon as his Nascent Soul reached the clouds, his body was affixed with talismans, making it impossible for him to return. At the same time,
, someone activated the magic circle and attracted the extremely powerful Zixiao Divine Thunder.
His Nascent Soul was still weak and could not withstand the bombardment of the Purple Sky Divine Thunder. He almost lost his soul after just one strike, so he quickly used it and the seriously injured Nascent Soul escaped from the earthly immortal world.
The Nascent Soul was seriously injured and could dissipate at any time. In order to save his life, he entered the body of a parrot as soon as he left the immortal world. After that, he never left this body again.
Hearing this, Wu Bei felt that he was quite pitiful and asked: "Master Hua, is your physical body still there?"
Hua Ye said: "Of course I'm still there. That person still wants to use his body to lure me back so that he can get rid of me. If I don't die, he won't feel at ease!"
Wu Bei thought to himself that even if Mr. Hua had the Resurrection Pill, he would not be able to go back. But this matter had nothing to do with him. He was too lazy to think about it and said: "Master Hua, when the time is right, I will definitely help you refine the Resurrection Pill."
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Master Hua nodded: "Okay, it's a deal. I will help you deal with those descendants of the immortal servants. And from now on, you have to take me with you."
Wu Bei smiled and said: "No problem."
Hua Ye then flew onto Wu Bei's shoulder and said carelessly: "Let's go, I can't wait to leave this hellish place."
Back in the car, Mr. Hua used his bird's beak to comb Donghuang's hair, but Donghuang ignored him.
Wu Bei found it interesting and said: "Master Hua, Dong Huang cannot speak. Can you tell me its origin?"
Master Hua trembled all over and said, "I can't say! Don't ask again!"
Wu Bei shrugged: "Okay, I won't ask. Mr. Hua, you are from the Earthly Immortal Realm. Let's talk about the Earthly Immortal Realm?"
Hua Ye snorted: "What's so interesting about the Earthly Immortal World? It's an extremely boring place!"
Seeing that it didn't want to talk, Wu Bei had no choice but to say: "Master Hua, these people are the descendants of the immortal servants and cannot be considered an immortal family. So, is there a real immortal family in the earthly immortal world?"
"In the immortal world, they are called the Slave Sect and have nothing to do with the Immortal Family." Master Hua said with disdain, "There is only one true Immortal Family!"
Wu Bei: "Are you called the Numen?"
Hua Ye: "Yes, it's the slave sect. There are more than a hundred slave sects in the earthly immortal world. The one you are talking about should be the Hui family. The Hui family is proficient in taming ghosts and ranks in the middle among the slave sects. We need to deal with it.
It's actually very easy for the Hui family, just borrow a knife and kill someone."
He then told Wu Bei in detail his plan.
It turns out that the Hui family also has many sworn enemies, and everyone wants the Hui family to perish. This Hua Ye happens to know some of the Hui family's weaknesses. As long as he tells these weaknesses to the Hui family's enemies, the Hui family will inevitably perish.
Wu Bei asked what the fisherman's weakness was, but Master Hua refused to say anything.
The car continued to drive, and Tang Bingyun took Wu Bei to the headquarters of God's Killer, in the valley. He had been here once before, and that time Tang Wuming was possessed by an evil spirit and went crazy. He killed many people of God's Killer and lost a lot of money.
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Arriving at a bamboo building in the middle of the valley, Tang Wuming was meditating upstairs. Although he was no longer the Lord of Heavenly Death, he still sat here to help Tang Bingyun secure his position as Lord.
"Wu Bei, we meet again." Tang Wuming went downstairs to greet him and said with a smile.
Wu Bei returned the courtesy: "Mr. Tang, long time no see."
Tang Wuming laughed "haha": "Last time I was possessed by an evil spirit, thank you for saving my life."
Wu Bei: "I'm serious, it's what I should do."
"Please sit upstairs." Tang Wuming invited the person upstairs and poured tea for him himself.
Wu Bei took a glance and found that many famous calligraphy and paintings had been hung on the bamboo building. He couldn't help but said: "It seems that Mr. Tang really likes painting."
Tang Wuming waved his hand: "I am just arty."
Tang Bingyun smiled and said: "Qibo's calligraphy and painting are particularly good. Even experts can't see the flaws in some of the ancient paintings he copied."
Tang Wuming laughed: "Bingyun, please stop bragging on my behalf."
Tang Bingyun: "Qi Bo, Wu Bei will stay here for a few days."
Tang Wuming's eyes lit up: "Really? That's great. I have something to ask you for advice."
Wu Bei: "Mr. Tang, you're welcome."
Tang Wuming said seriously: "I'm not being polite, I really want to ask you something."
As he spoke, he took out a long jade box from the side and opened the lid. Inside was a slender rhizome with nine sections in total, exuding a strange fragrance.
He put the jade box on the table and said, "Mr. Wu, do you recognize this object?"
Wu Bei took a look, smelled the smell, and said in surprise: "Is this the Jiujie Ganoderma lucidum?"
Tang Wuming's eyes lit up: "Is this really the Jiujie Ganoderma lucidum? It seems he didn't lie to me."
Wu Bei: "Mr. Tang, how did you get these nine-section Ganoderma lucidum?"
Tang Wuming smiled and said: "Three years ago, I saved a herb collector who was about to die. Although I tried hard to save him, he still died. When he was about to die, he gave me this thing and said it was the Nine Festivals.
Xianzhi is a priceless treasure."
Wu Bei nodded: "Yes. Jiujie Xianzhi is indeed very precious."
Tang Wuming quickly asked: "Mr. Wu, what is the use of this fairy zhi?"
Wu Beidao: "Nine-section Immortal Zhizhi is one of the main medicines of the Great Holy Pill. In addition, it can also be used to refine the holy medicine for healing."
Tang Wuming's eyes lit up: "Really? Then please ask Mr. Wu to refine the Great Holy Pill for me." As he said that, he pushed the Nine-section Immortal Zhi to Wu Bei.
Wu Bei sat still and said: "Mr. Tang, I can't refine this elixir either. Because the Great Holy Elixir requires six main ingredients."
Tang Wuming said: "No problem, please accept it first. In the future, I will definitely try my best to collect other medicinal materials."
Wu Bei couldn't refuse, so he had to accept Jiujie Xianzhi.
While several people were drinking tea and chatting, Tang Wuming had someone clean up a room for Wu Bei. The room was in another bamboo building not far away and the environment was nice.
In the afternoon, Wu Bei moved into the Zhulou. Tang Bingyun had a lot to do, so he left in the afternoon. Wu Bei, Donghuang and Hua Ye lived alone in the Zhulou.
He had nothing to do. After talking to Wu Mei on the phone, he meditated on the bamboo tower.
That night, at around two o'clock in the morning, Mr. Hua suddenly woke up from his nap. In Wu Bei's mind, its voice sounded: "Boy, wake up."
Wu Bei opened his eyes and was about to speak when Master Hua said, "Don't talk, there are evil spirits approaching."
Wu Bei was shocked, evil spirit?
Just as he was wondering, a black light rushed in from the window and jumped into the center of his eyebrows. In an instant, he felt a powerful spiritual power coming in and began to search his memory.
Wu Bei was very calm, waiting for Daozhong's counterattack. Sure enough, in less than half a second, Daozhong vibrated, and a huge suction force was generated. The spirit that wanted to search his memory was captured by Daozhong in an instant.
This spirit screamed: "No..."
However, Tao Zhong did not pause at all. After swallowing it, its consciousness was instantly obliterated. The next second, a pure power of the soul was released and fused with his divine thoughts.
He felt that the intensity of his spiritual thoughts had almost tripled.
At the end of the valley, a crow squatted on an old tree. The crow suddenly screamed, bleeding from its seven holes, then fell down and died on the spot.
On another bamboo building, Tang Wuming suddenly opened his eyes wide, but his eyes were lifeless, dull, and lost his mind.
This chapter has been completed!