The current Holy Lord has lost a lot of memory. To be precise, he is not considered the Holy Lord, it can only be regarded as a part of the Holy Lord.
He has the memory of the Holy Lord, but it is not complete.
So he didn't trust Cao Ning very much, so he came out and wanted to understand the world.
Suddenly, the Holy Lord wanted to cry. He was originally just the Holy Lord's wings and did not need to think about too many things, but now, he had to face the whole world independently.
The Holy Lord thought to himself: "After eating this meal, I will wash myself away and replace that person's soul. Being a human being is really tiring."
Thinking about the several stacks of paper and the densely packed words on them, he had a headache.
At this moment, the storyteller in the inn began to talk.
"Dong~ As the saying goes, there is peace under the turbulent undercurrents. Chaos and wars arise in a lifetime. The world under the rule of the Holy Spirit Sect has been stable for ten thousand years. I didn't expect that the peace that the old Holy Lord bought would only last for such a short time."
"The three-party force is good, but it will cause suffering to the people and you and me. What you don't know is that this third-party force is coming fiercely and will definitely break the delicate balance between the main attacker and the main defender."
"Therefore, I dare to conclude that the leader of this third party must be a person with evil intentions."
The Holy Master's face immediately darkened. Wasn't this scolding him?
What does it mean to have evil intentions?
"Old man, you are quite good at making generalizations. What is your basis for saying that the leader of the third party is a person with evil intentions?"
It is shameful to curse others behind their backs, let alone to curse them in front of their faces.
The Holy Lord is not a good person. Others scold him. How can he not be angry?
"My little friend, didn't you hear my analysis just now? Now the people underground in the Holy Spirit Sect are peaceful and the humans and monsters live in harmony. Now a third party suddenly appears and comes with ferocity. This is probably a raptor. The raptor passed by
Jiang usually stirs up turbulent waves. When the place where we live is in chaos, and the leader of the third party wipes his ass and leaves easily, leaving behind a mess, wouldn’t this disturb the peace here? "
What the storyteller said was clear and logical, without any ambiguity at all. The Holy Lord's eyes widened. He himself thought it made sense. Isn't that what he thought?
Anyway, in the end he will leave and be himself again, with a pair of red wings.
But there is still someone taking care of this mess, whether it is Yuan Chen or Cao Ning, they should help him.
"What you said is indeed reasonable, but how do you know that third-party forces will disrupt this place instead of reshaping the rules here."
At this time, a handsome young man came over, holding a folding fan in his hand. When the fan was opened, a phoenix came to life.
"All your theories are based on ten thousand years of peace, but you don't know that the Holy Spirit Gate field is already undercurrent. You can't tell when war will break out. Although the die-hards have still been unable to break through here,
But who can be sure that we don’t have an undercover agent here? With the war going on, how would you people from the mainland know?"
"You don't live in a peaceful era, you just live in a peaceful area."
The young man's words were not surprising, and the Holy Lord nodded repeatedly after hearing this. This is the fact.
Everyone's mood changed again and again. At first, they were eager to join the organization of traceability, but later, after the storyteller's remarks, they began to waver in their original ideas. After all, they all lived here and were deeply affected by it.
With the blessing of the Holy Spirit Sect, if joining the traceability organization would bring panic to their hometown, they would rather not join.
But as the Holy Lord spoke, they gradually calmed down, and it wasn't until the young man in colorful clothes appeared that they became interested again.
"You... this is unreasonable. The Holy Spirit Sect protects us. If we want to join, we must join the Holy Spirit Sect. Why should we join a weak force?"
At this time, someone whispered: "But the requirements of the Holy Spirit Sect are too high, and we can't join them at all."
"That's right, we can't join in at all."
"We are not satisfied with the first one alone. We are all human beings. Where does the blood of the mythical beasts come from?"
"..."
Everyone had different opinions, and they were already leaning towards the Holy Lord.
The Holy Master was very grateful to the person in front of him for no reason. If it hadn't been for the appearance of the other party, I am afraid that these remarks would have spread out and had a great impact on the traceability forces. It is possible that the traceability forces would have died in the cradle before they were established.
"Brother, I didn't expect you and I to have the same opinions. It's very good. I wonder what the little brother's name is."
The Holy Lord was silent. When did he get called little brother? Doesn’t he look very small?
Seeing that Yuan Chen remained silent, why didn't the young man with the fan realize that he had said something wrong?
"I'm sorry, brother. May I ask your surname?"
"Just call me Yuan Chen."
The Holy Lord smiled. To be honest, he didn't dare to say his original name. Even now, that name is deeply remembered by others. If he said it, he would be scolded.
"Yuan Chen?!"
What I didn't expect was that after hearing this, the boy holding the fan became even more excited, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"What's your name?"
The Holy Master looked a little strange. Is the name of the owner of the body so famous? Has it spread here?
But the Holy Lord did not say it again, but said: "Then what is your name?"
At this moment, the Holy Master is no longer so polite. There is no point in asking someone's name twice.
"Feng Jiuge, I was a little offended just now."
The Holy Lord waved his hand and said: "Nothing, I'm just curious. Is there something wrong with my name?"
"There's no problem. It's just that there are a few words circulating in a secret book of our clan. That's a very distant thing. It's impossible to verify what happened."
The Holy Lord breathed a sigh of relief silently. He had already figured out the other party's identity, so he didn't want to be an enemy of their family. If the other party was hostile to him, he would attack first. If not, then it would be fine. After all,
It's really hard for him to attract hatred at this time.
Although he was not the one who caused the hatred and ended up solving the problem, he couldn't deceive those close to him.
"Brother Yuan, would you like to have a drink with me?"
The Holy Lord nodded, he didn't mind, after all, he wasn't full yet.
I don't know what happened, but he is very hungry now, like a starving ghost.
This may be due to the sequelae of losing a drop of his essence and blood. Damn it, Yuan Chen somehow wasted a drop of his essence and blood, causing him to never be able to achieve perfection.
In a private room in the inn.
Yuan Chen's mouth was full of oil as he ate, and a plate was placed in front of him. At this moment, he had taken off his cloak, revealing a face that made even women jealous.
Of course, he had put away that kind of charm long ago, but even if he put away the charm value, his appearance is still not inferior to that of the great saint.
"Brother Yuan, you are so handsome. If the girls in our tribe see you, they will definitely eat you."
"Are your... tribe cannibals?" Yuan Chen asked, but his mouth was full of meat and spiritual energy, and his words were unclear.
"We are not cannibals, but Brother Yuan, you look more like a cannibal?" The boy holding the fan is still graceful. Even when eating, he takes small bites with chopsticks. He is indescribably elegant, which is different from the Holy Lord.
The food appearance is in sharp contrast.
The Holy Lord ate for two days and two nights. There were already ten thousand dishes on the plate, and the shiny dishes looked as if they had been washed.
Feng Jiuge had already slept on the bed twice, but the Holy Master was still eating non-stop.
"Brother Yuan, are you okay? Why do I feel like you are sick?"
"Nonsense." Yuan Chen cursed in his mind, but his expression remained unchanged.
"I won't be able to stop for a while." Yuan Chen lied. In fact, he can still stop, but he doesn't want to stop now because he can feel that if he keeps eating like this, even if he doesn't
By going to the Holy Spring, he can also complete the fusion with Yuan Chen.
If he didn't have to go there, he wouldn't encounter people or things he didn't want to encounter.
"It's really strange, Brother Yuan, why don't you get fat even though you eat so much? This is very unscientific."
After hearing this, the Holy Master rolled his eyes. The food he ate could not restore even a drop of blood, let alone gain weight. To gain meat, he would have to swallow a city's lives.
"Brother Yuan, if there is nothing else, I will leave first. Today is the last day to sign up for traceability."
The Holy Lord nodded and said, "I believe you will succeed. By the way, I'll give this to you."
While eating, the Holy Master handed a piece of paper to Feng Jiuge.
Feng Jiuge took the paper inexplicably and saw that there was not a single word on the white paper. He couldn't help but asked strangely: "Brother Yuan... is this?"
"Take it and hand it directly to the invigilator. I think it should be useful."
Although the Holy Master handed over the blank paper, he believed that Feng Jiuge would not use it. If he did, it would mean that he had other intentions in joining the traceability.
In fact, it is not difficult to guess the twists and turns. The Holy Lord's white paper is the threshold for entry. You can go through the back door without taking the assessment.
As a member of the Feng Clan, Feng Jiuge is very powerful. If he really wants to join the traceability, he should show himself, even if he shows it slightly, he will easily pass.
So under normal circumstances, he doesn't need white paper.
Of course, if he uses it, it means that he is not showing his ability at all, and he has other plans when he comes to trace the source.
The Holy Lord would not dare to use such a person.
"Then I'll leave first." Feng Jiuge said goodbye to the Holy Lord and left. Finally, he paid the money. Although he was a little heartbroken when he paid, there was nothing he could do. This Yuan Chen looked extraordinary.
What's more, Yuan Chen's last words made him doubtful.
Yuan Chen's identity is likely to be related to Xinqi's origins, but what if he made friends with Yuan Chen, and he didn't take a fancy to the power behind Yuan Chen. (To be continued)