Fa Hai agreed to sit in the rear for the Wu brothers after careful consideration.
After all, according to the records in Water Margin, the one hundred and eight heroes of Liangshan were the reincarnations of the evil stars of Tiangang, who came to cause trouble in the prosperous age of the Song Dynasty on the orders of the Jade Emperor.
From what Wu Song said, it is not difficult to see that innate warriors like him are already considered to be the top strong men in the world. Even if there are cultivators, they are probably only capable of returning elixirs with energy at most.
Even if there is a gap between the heavenly world and the mortal world, it is definitely not a difference between clouds and mud.
If your guess is correct, I guess he is the strongest person in that heaven, and Zhang Po Tian is just a fifth-level land immortal.
Although he may be a level lower than his opponent in terms of cultivation, their vision and knowledge are far from comparable.
After all, the world he lives in can only accommodate the fifth-level realm, and his fourth-level cultivation is just because he has been practicing for too few years and has insufficient savings.
What's more, with the few Buddhist treasures given by his master nearby, even if he can't be defeated, it won't be that easy for the other party to keep him.
And the way he wanted to test the gods in the world of Water Margin was not just a whim.
From the conversations he had with other people after joining the group, Fahai discovered that although the myths and legends of each world may have minor changes in certain places, in general they lead to the same goal through different paths.
To say that there is no name in it would be hard for him to believe.
Now that I am protected by the Buddhas of Lingshan Mountain, I can say that I have peace of mind.
But after all, it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself, and for some reason, Fahai had a vague feeling that he would inevitably fall into that kind of disaster in the future.
Know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
Rather than sit back and wait for death, or put your hope on the mercy of others, it is better not to take advantage of this opportunity to have a glimpse of the methods of the immortals in heaven.
Those big guys in the White Snake Realm who are at the level of immortals and golden immortals are certainly no match for themselves. They can't be in another world and are two levels lower and still be able to slap him to death, right?
Even because of the differences in the world, the reference value may not be that great.
But as long as a powerful trump card can be derived from this, it will be worth the effort.
It was out of this kind of thinking that Fa Hai took the initiative to accept this matter.
After all, if you want to go to the Water Margin world, you must get the consent of the Wu brothers.
In terms of protecting the personal safety of group members, chat groups have always thought very well.
Over there, they heard that Fahai, the only designated boss in the group, was willing to take action. The Wu brothers looked at each other and couldn't help but feel happy.
In any case, there is a difference in confidence between having a big boss in charge and not having a big boss in charge.
Even if the former knows that there are millions of troops in front of him and his own force is only one hundred thousand, he may not be timid at all.
And even if the latter already controls half of the country, who dares to guarantee that he will be stable until he finally accomplishes his feats in one battle?
"Wu Er thanks senior Gao Yi!"
Wu Song cupped his hands and bowed loudly.
"It doesn't matter, the poor monk just can't see the suffering of all living beings."
Since he was determined to help Wu and Song, Fa Hai could certainly afford this tribute.
On the other hand, Yue Buqun, who witnessed the incident from the sidelines, felt slightly sour in his heart.
Obviously it was me first, it was me who showed you the way first, it was me who gave you advice first, but you...
Although he had his own intention in giving Wu Song advice, no matter how you looked at it, it was only good for the two brothers and had no harm.
Fortunately, although Wu Song had always been informal, he did not forget Teacher Yue, who was sipping lemons resentfully at the side.
After some kind words of comfort, Teacher Yue also had a smile on his face.
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The group was having a lively chat when Fahai suddenly frowned in reality.
As if he noticed something, the knuckle of the index finger of his right hand holding the seal was slightly bent, and a golden light flew out in an instant.
I heard a muffled hum outside the house, and after a while, there was a slightly awkward knock on the door.
"Donor, please come in."
Sensing the aura of the visitor, Fa Hai was slightly startled, but quickly came to his senses.
The door slowly opened with a creak, and the Mr. Hu whom I had seen during the day walked in uneasily.
"Hu Qianqian of the slave family, I have met the young elder."
After saying "Blessings", the charming woman in plain white fox fur raised her eyes to look at Fahai with some uneasiness.
"The little fox demon appears in front of the poor monk again and again. Does it want to see the angry look of King Ming?"
There was no trace of happiness or anger on his face as white as jade, and Hu Qianqian could not breathe under the pressure of Fahai Ruyuan.
Fortunately, Fahai was just testing the situation intentionally. After a while, the young monk regained his prison-like power in the room.
"The little demon knows that he can't hide it from senior, so he boldly came to see senior today to beg senior to show mercy and save Wei Lang's life."
Seeing that Fahai had calmed down and finally felt a lot better, Hu Qianqian did not dare to make excuses, so she quickly bowed down and explained clearly the purpose of her visit.
"It's not impossible for the poor monk to undo the victory-weary technique in Wei Zixiu, but if you want me to take action, what price can you give?"
Deliberately testing the little fox, Fahai did not tell her about the promise he had made to the Wei family and his son.
"The little demon once got a magic weapon by chance when he was young. In addition to allowing the demon clan to transform without the cultivation of the Zifu stage, it can also cover up the aura of the dead. As long as the senior can save Wei Lang's life, don't say this.
Bao, even if the little demon's life is taken, the slave family will not complain."
Hearing that the other party could cure Wei Zixiu, Hu Qianqian was overjoyed at first.
But after hearing Fahai's conditions, his expression suddenly changed.
After a long while, Hu Qianqian gritted her teeth and finally agreed with a wry smile.
"Are you talking about your painted skin?"
With such a distance, and the direct use of his clairvoyance, Fahai immediately realized that the reason why this vixen could still maintain his human form and live in the city after most of his cultivation had dissipated was thanks to this painted skin.
"Don't try to dazzle me. Without this painted skin, in your current condition, let alone maintaining your human form, your spiritual intelligence will gradually disappear. By then, you may even forget the existence of Wei Zixiu."
"Is it really worth doing this for a common man?"
Fahai sighed. Originally, the opponent was at his peak, but he was only at the demon elixir stage. He was able to transform with the help of painted skin.
Now that he has lost his cultivation, his wealth and life depend entirely on this painted skin.
Without it's continuous supply of spiritual energy, Hu Qianqian would sooner or later turn back into an ordinary white fox and spend the rest of her life in a muddleheaded state.
"Qianqian's life was saved by Wei Lang in the first place. Now it doesn't matter if she still wants to be with him. Let's take this fate seriously!"
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