Hearing the shocking words uttered by the blonde girl, Feng Qing'an's originally pale red face suddenly turned red, with a few abnormal blushes appearing, as if he was angry and angry.
"Is he the royal husband of Lord Youhuang? Do I understand what a royal husband is? Does it mean that Lord Wei Jiao, who is in the ghost kingdom in front of all ghosts, has personally approved it, which is different from Lu Ding."
"He's obviously red."
Hua Qingyu looked at the young man in front of him who suddenly became excited. He put his legs together, made a fist with the other leg, and struck each other with fists and palms, as if he understood.
"I am a high-status furnace!"
"Hua Qingyu, if I dare to slander him for no reason again, he will never practice the method of Xingxiu Tao again!"
The young man in red was completely annoyed and said harsh words, and Na immediately grasped the true inheritance of Xingxiu Dao.
Although he knew that there was something hidden, Hua Qingyu didn't care about that, and even felt sorry for the pale-faced young man. At the same time, the sense of justice in his heart had already burst out, and he wanted to save that fellow human race and escape from the sea of suffering. Of course, it was enough.
It would be better to introduce the Xingxiu Dao and worship in the east of your own door.
"Hua Zhenzhuan, please be careful when saying this. Fellow Daoist Feng must have suffered a lot in those years. I'm afraid it's something he doesn't want others to mention. I'm afraid that I'll offend him with my irritating words. Don't ask me to do it again."
Mentioned!"
After reading the voice, Su Qingying's cold voice rang in Hua Qingyu's ears. The true successor of the Ice Palace, Cuo Feng Qing'an's view was greatly changed at this moment.
But under the circumstances of being harvested and squeezed by Yiwei Xianxian, he was able to use the method of ghosts to cultivate the pulse of Jianpin. Such talent is amazing, but it is regrettable that he has been reduced to such a miserable state.
Bu Nao, being able to meet them, means that the fate of that fellow Feng Daoist should not be like this. Even if he is not a ghost or an immortal, their group of many geniuses with their own backgrounds can come up with a way to rescue him when they gather together.
"Hua Qingyu, I don't want to talk nonsense. Didn't I see him and didn't say anything?"
The True Inheritance of the Floating Life Realm also spoke at this moment, and Bu Nao also used the technique of transmitting sound into the secret, avoiding Feng Qing'an, who was obviously becoming angry at this moment.
Ziren, who is also a genius of the human race, was obviously in the wrong place among them. Not only was he unable to join the illustrious Immortal Sect, but he was reduced to a plaything of an oily ghost fairy, used as a furnace for him to collect.
Moreover, such a desolate situation would hardly make them feel bad again.
That is to say, when Feng Qingan was almost "confident", they also put away the fairy weapons and secret treasures that they had just taken out because of their vigilance. There was no need to ask for them, just stay cautious and be on guard against ghosts and immortals that might appear.
"Those guys, don't they really think he is miserable?"
With his shaky steps and pale face, even a mortal with no medical skills could see the virtual image of Feng Qing'an, and secretly murmured in his heart, if the gap between him and Dong Huang was not too big, then his cultivation should skyrocket.
The realms are broken through one after another.
But Donghuang gave him too much, and he couldn't refine it at the moment, so he could use the cave to store it for the time being, and leave it to be slowly refined after a month when he had free time.
It was precisely because he was unable to absorb the power of Yuan Yin given by Donghuang for a while that he now looked miserable and hollowed out by the healing technique.
Those Taoist disciples questioned his identity, he took the initiative to confess, and then took advantage of the situation to betray his misfortune. It was a matter of course, and it was reasonable and reasonable to reduce their hostility. At the same time, he won their sympathy. Although he was indeed miserable, but that was not the case.
Temporary.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, has my identity been marked by the Lord of Youhuang Kingdom? No matter where I escape, I will be captured by her?"
The group of geniuses discussed for a while and decided how to intervene in Feng Qing'an's affairs. Because Hua Qingyu had just annoyed Feng Qing'an, they asked Xin Fu, the True Transcendental Master of the Floating Life Realm, to ask.
"Then... he's not sure."
Feng Qingan frowned. That question was really difficult to answer. The only connection between him and Donghuang was the soul contract, which could be purchased anytime and anywhere.
Logically speaking, as a beast master, he has the initiative to prevent Donghuang from finding him. It is hard to say whether the gap between Donghuang and him is too big, and whether the restrictions of the soul contract can hold him back.
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"Fellow Taoist Feng's Ziren, if he were a ghost or immortal, he would definitely have some legs left."
Su Qingying spoke, her voice soft and no longer as cold as before. Compared with exploring the secret realm, rescuing a human race genius who should have a promising future from the leg of Wei Xianxian gave her a greater sense of accomplishment.
"Since Brother Feng Dao doesn't know it himself, let's consider the worst case scenario!"
Tao Honghong, the true disciple of Sanshengxiang, also echoed at this moment, but he didn't care about it and made the same statement,
"He has a strange object there that can confuse the secrets of heaven and cover up the breath."
The Taoist genius who looked like a child sent Feng Qing'an something that looked very strange. It was a statue of a golden turtle holding a copper coin in its mouth. There were no details at all. The carving was very rough, but there were some details.
The extremely strange and grotesque power of Liquid Chang is entangled in it.
"He also has one there, but he got it from the leg of a master."
Xin Fu, the True Legend of the Floating Life Realm, sent Feng Qing'an a prayer wheel that shines with Buddha's light. Can it also be a magical object that can block the secrets of heaven and prevent calculations?
After they made a move, the other geniuses expressed their feelings to Feng Qing'an one after another. The most generous one, No Hua Qingyu, directly gave Feng Qing'an a starry red dress.
The other two teleporters in Bu Nao were not bad either. The teleporter of the Void Innocent was an amber sealed with an unknown insect, while the Jurchen of the Ice Palace was much more normal, just a jade sword the size of a palm.
"No reward for no merit, isn't that inappropriate?"
Feng Qingan took the jade sword that Su Qingying gave him with a smile on his face. His mouth was saying that it was inappropriate, but the movements in his legs were not slow. After all, being polite is polite. His current body is very like him.
The depressed brother really couldn't tolerate him being too polite.
"Is it okay if I just take it? That kind of magic weapon that can shield the secrets of heaven. He doesn't have ten or eight of them. Even if he gives me one, it won't make any difference."
Xin Fu was quite generous and generous, which was totally different from Feng Qing'an's cold-eyed and even sinister attitude when he came in just now.
After all, they had almost figured out Feng Qing'an's origins. He was just a human race genius who was down on his luck. To a certain extent, it was quite clear that Feng Qing'an was a prodigy, so he didn't know how to be nourished by Wei Xianxian.
How many foundations have been damaged.
Bu Nao's problem is not big. He has already shown his Ziren talent. No matter which company he chooses in the future, he can get fairy things to repair his foundation.
"Then he won't be polite."
As soon as Feng Qing'an heard this, he put the Xingyi coat on top of his dragon robe without hesitation, and stuffed the money, golden turtle, prayer wheel, jade sword, insect amber, and liquid wormwood into his arms and cuffs.
Here, there is no use for it, and it is not a spiritual comfort at all.
"I don't need to be polite to them. We are all human beings. If I am in such a predicament, it would be unreasonable for them to lend a helping hand. Let's hope that fellow Taoist Feng Yuehou can help others when they are in trouble.
If you have any spare strength, don't spare your own body, if you can stretch out your legs and pull me in."
Only then did Xin Fu show the magnanimity that a great genius should have, appearing to be bold and generous.
As for the most precious herring, he stared at Feng Qing'an who was already wearing new clothes with a smile, just like the fox who stole the chicken, looking extremely satisfied.
"Feng Qing'an, if I really want to thank him, I can kowtow with him a few times and he will reluctantly accept me as his disciple. How about that? His master has even prepared a gift for me to become a disciple.
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Hua Qingyu said with a smile.
"Then my star coat is too expensive for him to wear."
Feng Qingan tried to escape, but was stopped by Hua Qingyu.
"I've already put it on, so there's no reason to come from the East. Do I expect him, the true disciple of Xingxiu Taoism, the future Taoist disciple, to take back what he gave away? Where would I put his face if I did that?
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"Okay, Huazhenzhuan, now it's time for them to plan for the Lord of Youhuang Kingdom in the East while I'm recruiting disciples."
Xin Fu looked stern and persuaded her to stop her almost playful behavior with reasons that even Hua Qingyu could not refute. Wei Xianxian, compared to their Taoist geniuses, was indeed like a sword hanging from a beam, like a gleam on the back.
No matter how confident they are, they can't ignore the existence of Wei Xianxian. The immortal weapon in their legs can allow them to support themselves for a moment and have a chance to call for help if they encounter a Youguixian.
As for escaping, there is no need to mention it. There is no way to escape. Under normal circumstances, how could they escape from a being who is two realms higher than them? As for winning? Ha, that Red Moon Dream is pretty good.
"Feng Qing'an, how do you feel now? I think it's very difficult for my wife, Mrs. Wei Jiaozhu, to find me?"
Even though Hua Qingyu was talking about business, he couldn't help but wink at Feng Qing'an, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.
"It's hard to say."
Feng Qingan pondered for a moment and still shook his head.
"Looks like it's true!"
The other geniuses looked at each other wrongly, and their expressions became a little solemn.
Although it is a bit absurd to make a decision based on feelings. But for those talented monks, feelings other than the five senses are extremely important. Whenever they encounter danger or encounter a major event, they will
It's enough to feel something.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, can Master Wei Jiao be able to track me down? I seem to have a way to confirm the status of Master Wei Jiao?"
The childish monk from Sansheng Township spoke with a bit of expectation in his eyes. If there was no way to hide it, but there was a way to confirm the location of Master Wei Jiao, then there was still room for twists and turns.
"It can be roughly confirmed, but he can't guarantee that it's 100% correct."
Feng Qingan's words were very vague. After all, he had already made a mistake once in front of those talented people.
He swore emphatically that Master Wei Jiao had no intention of paying attention to them, and wanted to practice in seclusion and practice in silence for three days. However, he did not expect that in the blink of an eye, Master Wei Jiao could not stop eating the marrow and knew the taste, so he came to see him again.
"It's good to have a rough confirmation. When I first came in, I thought that Master Wei Jiao wanted to practice in seclusion. But just now, I suddenly realized that she had broken out of seclusion. Is that wrong?"
Su Qingying asked with a very serious expression. After all, the person they were seeking to fight was an oily ghost fairy.
Not only did he break into the treasure house right under her nose, and steal half of the key that perhaps even Wei Nianxian didn't know what it was used for.
Now they want to take away the most favored face of Wei Xianxian, the furnace tripod, which may be worthy of the name of the royal wife, but the port is nothing, and their purpose remains unchanged, so they must find a way to take that person away.
When the genius of the human race is taken away from here, the Youhuang will not be a place where the human race can stay for a long time.
"I'm afraid she won't be in seclusion for a while. Our original plan is still in vain. We must make better plans. If we want to succeed, we must make at least ten times the original plan."
Feng Qingan's mood at the moment was quite subtle, because his position was so wavering.
On the one hand, there is a leader who has really protected him for many years, but he has tasted the taste recently. He is a little bit eager to stop, and almost wants to squeeze him dry, but he will not give up. But the other side is equally sincere.
Treat his talented people of the human race.
Whether both sides treat each other sincerely, Feng Qing'an doesn't know who to help at the moment, so he can just take it one step at a time and try to be as balanced as possible, at least not to cause conflict between the two sides and trigger an unnecessary fight.
The group of human race geniuses seemed weak, even if they were all gathered together and slapped by Donghuang, but if those guys had a magic weapon in their legs and could hold on for a moment, everyone could call Old Antique.
"ten times?"
When Hua Qingyu heard Feng Qingan's words, she frowned and thought deeply. Then she raised her head and looked at the other four true disciples, as if she was making her own decision, but also as if she was consulting their opinions.
"They went to join forces with them, what do we think?"
"good!"
“Very good!”
"He has no objection."
"Are we going to do that?"
Seeing those guys who unanimously agreed, Feng Qingan was stunned,
"Of course I went to find help. Now is not the time to fight with them."
Hua Qingyu walked forward and patted Feng Qingan on the shoulder with a smile.
"Thank you very much."
When Feng Qingan saw the group of Hua Qingyus who had given up fighting and were even ready to take the initiative to seek help from other geniuses, Feng Qingan was hesitant to speak. He wanted to beg for confession but didn't know how to express his feelings.
His image was already fixed in the eyes of those guys. Even if he tried to argue, it would probably be regarded as a sign of respect and would not be taken seriously.
Just when the group of geniuses started to take action, the king of the country, who was surrounded by bright red sunflowers in the deep palace and wide hall leaning on the mountains, was reflecting,
Donghuang, Donghuang, how could I have fallen so low, where is my perseverance in Taoism that I have honed through hundreds of years of practice?
Bu Nao tasted it once and gave up all the original persistence.
I can't go east like that anymore.
Be sure to exercise restraint!
Um!
Try it again and let Feng Qingan take a good rest!