Feng Qing'an stretched out his legs and tapped his eyebrows, not knowing what to say in words.
"What's wrong? I'm afraid? Fu Fu said, I don't believe what he said?"
Seeing Feng Qingan's reaction, Hua Qingyu was also a little dissatisfied.
"If you don't believe it, it's his first time to come to that ghost city. It's indeed the first time he's heard of the Wujiu Ghost King I mentioned. He thinks he knows it well, Master Wei Jiao.
, but I didn’t hear that she has such a weird thing on the east side of her legs.”
"Would the blameless ghost king handle some dark deeds for the lord of the Kingdom of Wei that would not be tolerated by other ghosts? Therefore, if I don't do something, it would be difficult to meet the King of Wei. But now I am killing other people's heirs in the street.
, which naturally offended him."
Hua Qingyu explained. His expression, mannerisms, and proficiency made Feng Qingan feel dazed for a while, as if he was an outsider, and the guy in front of him was a native of the capital, and he knew everything.
"My knowledge is too detailed!"
Feng Qing'an couldn't help but muttered. Hearing this, it meant that King Wei Wei was the leader of some kind of secret organization, but he could see through his children and his father.
It would be too much to keep it secret.
"The master of Xingxiu Dao has the "Ziwei Dou Shu", and Hua Qingyu's true biography has been passed down by this technique. Now that he has understood its true meaning, is Bu Nao just a ghost? What's the difficulty?"
The strange figure also explained at this moment, and the girl puffed up her chest proudly, and Feng Qing'an also nodded with a serious face. Is it really a good friendship with him, with whom he can call himself a brother?
"No more?"
After stopping and waiting eagerly for a while, I found that Dongwen's herring was missing, and I immediately felt a little angry.
"What's so great?"
The strange figure was also a little confused.
"Continue talking? Does he have so much worth talking about in his own life? "Ziwei Dou Shu" is just a trivial magical power he has mastered. He has several other great magical powers, which are worth mentioning.
carry."
"..."
The strange figure suddenly walked away in silence, not knowing what to say. Then he turned his eyes to Feng Qing'an and started talking more.
"Don't I want to leave? If I continue to stay there, will King Bei come looking for me? Even if I have legs, I can deal with it, but that is the capital of the ghost country, and there are countless ghost kings lurking there. Not only the ghost king, but also the ghost king.
There is a ghost fairy, and if I don't resist, I will definitely not have a good outcome."
"He'll leave then. Before he leaves, can he ask a few more questions about what we plan to do there? He's familiar with the place, and maybe he can help us there."
Feng Qing'an asked directly. From what they said, it turned out that there were more than just the two of them sneaking into the capital. They were just a group of guys with extremely extraordinary origins, hiding in the ghost country, who might cause a big mess.
Even if it weren't for Donghuang, he might not be able to withstand them. After all, their backgrounds are too big.
"I asked them what they were doing. Could it be that I was colluding with ghosts? After asking about their purpose, I turned around and went to inform them?"
The strange figure that was difficult to trace was no longer circling around Feng Qing'an, because he found that no matter how he changed his body shape, the black cat with golden eyes on the shoulder of the young man in red would stare at him closely.
"We all have that kind of background. Even if he went to hunt for ghosts and report them, would it be useful?"
Feng Qing'an laughed. Just by listening to the description of the words, he could conclude that in the oil, there was a ghost country suppressed by ghosts and immortals. In front of such behemoths as Xingxiu Dao, they would not deny anything.
"Of course it's useless, so I'd better not do anything unwise."
The strange figure warned Feng Qingan that the first time he saw Feng Qingan, he didn't like that guy and felt an indescribable disgust.
"What's there to say? Are they here to hunt for treasure? Fellow Taoist Wenren of the Danding Sect has a key in his leg, but his origin is unknown.
It happened that a group of them had a gathering of Taoist disciples to discuss the Dharma, and someone discovered that the secret key could be used to open the ruins of a secret realm, and that secret realm was in Youquan, so they all came over."
Hua Qingyu, however, didn't take it seriously and told Feng Qing'an directly about their intention.
Different from that strange figure, the Xingxiu Taoist was particularly pleasing to Feng Qingan's eyes at the first sight. There was a sense of closeness that was almost natural. Is it because of those reasons that even Feng Qingan's identity was unknown to him?
Without recognizing him clearly, he denied whether he was alive and ran away with him.
"A group of us Taoists gathered together to discuss the Dharma. Then someone happened to have an unidentifiable key. As soon as we were thinking about it and studying it, we came to Youkuang?"
Feng Qingan's expression at this moment was indescribably weird and subtle.
What kind of place do those Taoist geniuses regard Youkuang? I want to know that some monks, even if they survive the tribulation and become human immortals, will not easily set foot in such dangerous places.
Can those guys just get together in one place, have a casual discussion, and then have a casual adventure? Can the geniuses of the Taoist sect be so casual and carefree? That would be too cool and enviable.
"That's right, it's not like that."
Hua Qingyu gave Feng Qingan a thumbs up.
"The entrance to the secret realm of the ruins we found is in the Youhuang Ghost Kingdom? Just outside the capital?"
Feng Qing'an's expression was even weirder. If this was really the case, he would have to talk to Dong Huang about it. There was a ruin hidden right under his nose, and he hadn't discovered it. That would be too outrageous.
Even if there is no key to open the door, is it possible that a door cannot be opened normally and cannot be opened violently?
"That's not true. The entrance to the secret ruins is somewhere else. If the key in the leg of Wenren Zhenzhuan is incomplete, there is only half of it. According to his deduction, the other half should be in the lord of the ghost country.
In the treasure house. Moreover, in addition to the key, if you want to enter the secret realm, you need to sacrifice ten ghost kings."
"So that's it. Are they hiding there to take advantage of the treasure house of Lord Wei Jiao? Then what we have done is much more serious than him slaughtering the heirs of Prince Wei Jiao. Our courage is too great!"
Feng Qing'an finally understood the reason and intention of Hong Hong's appearance as the Xingxu Daozhen in front of him told him unreservedly, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
"Very good, very good."
Hua Qingyu suddenly laughed proudly.
"How many of our true disciples have come in and are now hiding in the ghost town? Why haven't we seen any trace of them?"
"Isn't it necessary to sacrifice ten ghost kings? So they are competing to see who can get the other half of the key from Master Wei's treasure house first, and at the same time, who can do it without causing Master Wei's attack
Pay attention to the east, suppress the ghost king, and gather enough sacrifices."
Hua Qingyu introduced Feng Qingan in detail while being stunned by the strange figure.
"Flower True Story, what should I do?"
Because the behavior of the true disciple of Xingxiu Dao was so shocking that it made the strange figure's thinking sluggish for a moment. When he reacted, he realized that there was no way to stop him because everything that needed to be said had already been said.
He admitted that the magical power of the true successor of Xingxiu Dao was worthy of being ranked fifth among the true successors, but her behavior was just like that of a little girl who had never seen the world. There was no way they could ask or answer anything.
.
"What's the point? Didn't I just say that that person, uh, even if he went to inform, he would just add some fun to them."
Hua Qingyu looked nonchalant.
"Can you tell me the real story? You still don't know who the person's name is or where he comes from. So he said he is a casual cultivator. Do you think there is some credibility in that?"
The strange figure gradually took shape, and a thin and slender young man appeared. He felt that he was staying with the real man, and even if he tried his best to hide his whereabouts, he did not let anyone interfere.
"He didn't lie."
Hua Qingyu's tone was very negative,
"He has no master, so he is indeed a casual practitioner."
"I……"
The thin young man who was just about to say something was suddenly stunned. Then he belatedly remembered whether the Huazhenzhuan in front of him could master the "Ziwei Dou Shu" and even turned it into his own.
The natal magical talisman.
Is such a person really an ignorant girl who just answers whatever they ask? There must be deep thought in her every word and deed, maybe she has a glimpse of the future, so if she plans in advance, will she be able to understand that?
Seems like an abnormal behavior.
Thinking of that, the thin young man who had already revealed his whereabouts looked at Feng Qingan with a completely different look.
"What's my name?"
"I can't figure it out?"
Feng Qing'an asked curiously, whether he was curious or afraid of making mistakes in the art of deducing hexagrams.
"He can determine whether what I say is true or false. As for counting my name, if I am willing to take away the jade pendant from my waist, he can try it."
The girl stretched her legs and pointed at the seemingly ordinary jade pendant on Feng Qingan's waist.
"Feng Qing'an has no family or sect. He is a wandering cultivator with ambitions in all directions and wants to travel to the east of the world. I would like to ask for your advice."
Feng Qing'an crossed his legs. As for the girl asking him to wear the jade pendant, he pretended not to have heard it. How could Keke pick it from the east? Once that thing was picked from the east, all the ghosts in the ghost city would beg to riot. By then, Donghuang
Then you can massacre the city.
"Am I really a casual cultivator?"
The thin young man stared at Feng Qingan in disbelief.
"What? What's the problem?"
Feng Qingan asked with a gentle smile.
"The problem is huge."
The young man looked at Feng Qing'an in the east, as if he were looking at a monster coming from the wilderness.
Is it true that casual practitioners are unable to practice Taoism? Is it true that their achievements are limited? If you want to achieve something in practice, you must have a husband, money, land, and everything else. How much can casual practitioners collect?
Is it possible that even though the guy in front of me has a secret treasure that conceals his Qi, can he, from the subtle movements of his legs and feet, be disturbed and attracted by the spiritual energy around him? No matter how you look at it, does he have the aura that only a great genius can have?
It is precisely because of this that Feng Qing'an, who said that he was not a casual cultivator, aroused his vigilance. It would be extremely outrageous for him to take the initiative to endorse him and acknowledge his identity as a casual cultivator.
.
A casual cultivator can train to the same level as those of their Taoist geniuses, but by comparison, wouldn't it make those of them look like useless people who get what they ask for?
"Feng Qing'an, what am I doing here in Yau Kuang? Am I going to be like them?"
Hua Qingyu asked curiously.
The reason why she just told everything that Feng Qingan asked was because she was following her heart, or in other words, it was natural. After she came to her senses in advance, she also realized that there was something good about it, and thought about it carefully.
After a while, she discovered that the magical talisman she had practiced was affecting her behavior.
Just tell the person in front of you everything she wants to do in the oil, and she will get all kinds of conveniences in the subsequent situation, and no matter what she does, it will come true.
"No, Yau Kuang is a bad land for us, but for him now, it is a blessed land that is hard to find in the world."
Feng Qing'an stretched out his legs, and wisps of gray mist poured out from his palms, blending with the ubiquitous Yin energy around him, seemingly unchanged.
Could it be that the two Taoist geniuses were both looking calm at this moment? Zhou Shen's mana surged and he reacted in an instant.
"Is that the pulse condition I cultivated?"
Unlike the ignorant Zadan elder of the Yinhun Sect, Hua Qingyu recognized at a glance what the gray mist pouring out of Feng Qingan's legs and palms meant.
"no."
"First grade?"
At that time, the girl's tone was somewhat uncertain, but Feng Qing'an smiled and said nothing.
Even if he didn't know the general level of the group of Taoist geniuses who had infiltrated, he could know from his exchange with Donghuang that even among the top Taoist sects, the geniuses who could condense the pulse of the immortals were very rare.
For most Taoists, it is enough to condense a first-grade pulse.
"It's too embarrassing, Feng Qing'an, I'm going the wrong way."
Although it can be determined that Feng Qing'an's grade is not low, the girl's eyes were not filled with envy, but instead were full of regret, as if she had seen with her own eyes that the most awaited jade was about to be destroyed.
"It turns out that I was really confused as to whether I was a casual cultivator or not."
Not only the girl, but also the thin young man beside her looked at Feng Qing'an with a little more pity.
"What do we mean by that?"
That look really annoyed Feng Qing'an, although he could guess the general reason.
"I have not practiced the orthodox methods of their human race's immortal way, but the side methods that flowed out from You Gang, it is difficult to achieve the right results. Such a good talent of mine was wasted on that. Alas, we are really the immortal sect of South China."
Are you all blind?"
Hua Qingyu couldn't help but clenched his fists. It was really heartbreaking to see a human with extraordinary talents walking on the wrong path and achieving extremely high achievements.
"Well, you can't blame them, it's his own choice."
Feng Qingan coughed dryly and explained something.
"Feng Qing'an, how old will I be next year? If you're not too young, I can re-cultivate it. If the longevity is not good, he can go to the true successor of the Alchemy Sect and ask him to make a furnace of longevity elixirs."