Originally, according to my wishes, relying on my relationship with the Emperor of Heaven, I had to argue with Zhao Jianghe no matter what.
Even if He Nanxing's life cannot be taken, there will still be some benefits.
But Bu Liuxian kept winking at him, and it seemed that there were other things behind his meaning.
In desperation, I could only bear this breath for the time being and acquiesced in Zhao Jianghe taking away the unconscious He Nanxing.
Seeing that I was silent, Zhao Jianghe bowed slightly towards me, smiled and disappeared into the darkroom with He Nanxing.
After the semi-god disappeared, Bu Liuxian took a deep breath. He slowly sat on the ground, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead and saying to himself:
"Good guy
This is really not the kind of pressure that ordinary gods can bring out - ugh"
When he said this, the old Taoist priest suddenly squatted on the ground and retched.
Bu Liuxian's sudden reaction shocked me.
Then I reacted, walked over, patted his back a few times, and said:
"Did Zhao use coercion to bully you just now?
Why didn’t I feel it at all?”
Bu Liuxian resisted vomiting, looked back at me, and said with a wry smile:
"Donor, as you just said yourself, above you is the Emperor of Heaven.
No matter how kingly Zhao Jianghe is, he would not dare to offend you with the Emperor of Heaven at your back.
There are two people in this darkroom. If I can’t offend you, then you can only deal with me, the old Taoist priest.”
"The moment you knocked He Nanxing away just now was not a magic spell.
What you are afraid of is that someone named Zhao will notice it."
Before Bu Liuxian could finish speaking, I interrupted him. Then I looked at the old Taoist priest with a half-smile, and continued in his ear:
"It looks like a magic spell. I'm afraid even He Nanxing, who suffered a big loss, wouldn't doubt it."
There shouldn't be more than three or four people who can be distinguished in this world, including me, right?"
After listening to my words, Bu Liuxian turned to me and smiled, then he stretched out three fingers and said with a smile:
"I knew I couldn't hide it from you, the donor.
After all, it contains the immortal magic of Guangwu Heze. Even if it can be hidden from the gods and Buddhas in the sky, it cannot be hidden from you."
really
When I saw Bu Liuxian blasting He Nanxing away just now, I already felt that there seemed to be a familiar force mixed with that blow.
It feels a bit like Guangwu Heze's Immortal Technique, but I know very little about the Immortal Technique and magic, and I dare not insist that it is the Immortal Technique of my previous life.
I originally thought of tricking the divination to retain the immortal, but I didn't expect that the old Taoist priest didn't even try to hide it at all, and straightforwardly recognized that it was Guangwu Heze's immortal method.
But in this case, the matter is a little unclear.
Bu Liuxian was an immortal prince until he died, but how could he have the ability to cast immortal magic? Isn't it said that only gods can cast it?
Bu Liuxian saw my confusion, and before I could speak, he took the initiative and said:
"Donor, although the magic of immortality is ever-changing, what's yours is yours, and no one can use it except the gods.
Old Taoist priest, I'm just playing around with it. To use an analogy, it's like rolling a spell in the immortal magic first, and then casting it out, it will have more or less the power of the immortal magic.
This bit of immortal magic is originally negligible, but if it were not you, the benefactor, even if Yang Jian arrived, it would be very difficult if it was not intentional."
"It's you. You didn't leave any immortals back then. You stored the immortal magic of Guangwu Heze."
I interrupted him again, stared into the old Taoist priest's eyes, and continued:
"Then you transferred part of the immortal magic to my brother Zhuge Zhengqi.
Just in case I'm in any danger, he can come up with it for emergencies.
Zhuge Zhengqi didn't let me do it just now. First, he couldn't hand over Guangwu Heze's immortal magic to me in front of He Nanxing.
The second is that he knows that you will definitely come to save me, old guy, so he won’t let me do it.”
When I said this, I suddenly thought of something. After a pause, I continued to say to Bu Liuxian:
"Is it you or old Han Kui who took away Zhuge's righteousness when we were up there?"
Bu Liuxian laughed and said:
"That's my senior brother Han Kui.
This matter had nothing to do with the old Taoist priest and me. I was drinking with the old Taoist priest at that time.
While he was drinking, he got mad for some reason, took off my clothes and walked out.
When I came back, I brought the ugly boy with me.”
I said helplessly:
"If you can take Zhuge Zhengqi away, I am the only one who can take him away.
Don’t say he doesn’t have that ability.”
After listening to my words, Bu Liuxian laughed again. When he was about to speak, his expression suddenly became weird.
The old Taoist priest said to himself:
“This Erlang Temple is really lively
Donor, it’s time for us to go out and watch a play.
I can’t just sing on stage all the time, but I also have to sit in the audience.”
While talking, Bu Liuxian turned around and took a look at the corpses of several evil spirits.
Then he found all the treasures they had taken away from the small dark room, and after storing them one by one, he began to go through the pockets of several corpses.
Finally, in the pocket of a corpse, a small gadget the size of a pinky finger, similar to a lead shot, was found.
After the old Taoist priest tossed the 'lead pill' twice in his hand, he waved his hand towards me with a smile and motioned for me to leave my place quickly.
I immediately understood what Bu Liuxian wanted to do, and while retreating towards the small dark room, I said to him:
"Man, don't make too much noise.
Wait for me to come in and you are moving.”
Before the word "hand" came out, the old guy had already taken action.
He threw the lead shot in his hand towards the ceiling above his head, and then there was a deafening explosion from the ceiling.
Then, the entire darkroom began to tremble violently, as if it would collapse at any time.
The moment I rushed into the small dark room, there was another violent explosion above my head.
Subsequently, strong dust filled every corner of the darkroom.
I was choked and kept coughing, and said to Bu Liuxian outside in the small dark room:
"Man, did you do this on purpose?
I know this was built by He Nanxing using immortal magic, but you don’t need to make such a big noise.
I don’t believe you have no other options.”
Before I finished speaking, someone's voice came from above my head:
"Why is there a secret room down there?
I've been here for five or six years and I don't know.
Senior brother, do you think this could be a place like Master's Golden House?"
"Shut up, our master has already pissed himself, how can he still have such thoughts?
You don’t know, every time I clean his shoes, he gets a stinky pee.
Who’s down there! I saw you”
While the two people above were talking, I had already walked out of the small dark room.
After walking around the smoky dark room, I didn't find any trace of Bu Liuxian. The old guy walked away by himself without saying a word.