The young disciple said goodbye and left, while Lord Void took out an ancient book from the table next to him.
I want to find a way to restore my memory from ancient books.
He felt that Linglong Daozi's amnesia must be man-made, otherwise why couldn't he remember only the memories in the underworld?
No matter what, he would find the murderer of his beloved disciple from Linglong Daozi's mind, and then go crazy to avenge his beloved disciple.
Things are funny, if Lord Void knew that the person who destroyed his disciple was none other than the Ghost-hunting Dragon King that he despised, his expression would definitely be very exciting.
Dongzhou, Theosophical Presbytery.
At this moment, in a garden of the Presbytery, two men, an old man and a young man, were discussing Taoism.
The young man was about twenty years old, with handsome features and a pair of eyes that seemed to have a halo of peach blossoms. Just a blink of an eye could drive the women who were peeking on the garden wall from a distance crazy.
"Young Master Yan, you have to be careful, I am preparing to attack you with a heavy move!"
After the old man standing opposite finished speaking, he fiercely waved his palm towards the young man.
His movements were very fast, and he was at the young man's side in less than a breath.
The soul power blessed by the old man's palm exceeds 20,000, and the wind moves with the palm. If the buildings of the séance were not equipped with barrier talismans, the movement would probably disturb ordinary people.
"Let me hit you with one slap. As long as I hit you with one slap, President Bingsha will promise to promote me to a four-star elder!"
The old man prayed silently in his heart, and his palm force increased by three points again, and he was about to hit the target.
But at this time, the young man stretched out two fingers and clasped them strangely on the old man's wrist.
As a result, the old man's palm, no matter how much soul power he exerted, could not move forward even one inch.
"this……"
The old man's face turned red and he looked very strenuous.
"Elder Mo, I accept the concession."
The boy with peach blossom eyes smiled slightly and loosened his fingers.
"He is indeed the son of President Bingsha. His strength is simply astonishing.
It's a pity that as the son of the president, you cannot participate in the Heroic Spirit War.
Otherwise, people like those Dongzhou Tianjiao and Maoshan Tianjiao will be dimmed in the shadow of Young Master Yan."
Elder Mo sighed.
This young man is none other than Bingyan, the only son of the president of Dongzhou Psychic Society, Bingsha.
Elder Mo doesn't know the specific strength of Bingyan, but he believes that Bingyan's soul power will never be less than 40,000.
This is the guess he got from countless discussions with Bing Yan. He has reached the fourth level of Tianzun at the age of only twenty. One can imagine how powerful this kind of talent is.
However, there is a stipulation in the rules of the War of Heroes that the president's son is not allowed to participate in the War of Heroes, which made him feel unfair to Bingyan.
Not long ago, Young Master Yan used the Heroic Spirit Ring to subdue four true gods and true demon-level heroic spirits, shocking the entire upper echelons of the séance.
Many high-level officials jointly requested President Bing Yan to make an exception and allow Bing Yan to participate in this Heroic Spirit War.
It would be a pity if you couldn't participate. After all, being able to have four heroes at the level of true gods and true demons at the same time is absolutely unprecedented and unprecedented!
It is a pity that President Bing Yan rejected the entreaties of the senior leaders and scolded them severely, saying that as a senior leader of the Spiritual Society, he must strictly abide by the rules of the society. Just because Bing Yan is his son, he cannot
Get an exception.
Otherwise, it would be too unfair to the sons of other presidents.
When the senior executives heard this, they looked ashamed. Instead of blaming Bingshu for being unkind, they admired Bingshu's selflessness even more.
"My father said that there are people outside the world, and there are mountains outside the mountains. My ability is nothing. Maybe there is someone stronger than me out there."
Bing Yan spoke calmly, his words clearly meant modesty, but his tone was quite inconsistent with these words, and he was very disapproving.
"Haha, President Bingsha also said this because he wanted you not to be proud and complacent, but we elders all know that no one in this world can be stronger than you, Young Master Yan.
Shangguan Wuchang is not good, Murong Yuanhao is not good either, and even Honghuang Daozi from Maoshan, the northern sect, is also slightly inferior to Young Master Yan. These have already been clearly compared in the intelligence system of the Spiritual Society."
Elder Mo made no secret of his admiration for Bingyan and said loudly.
"Well, that's true, but my father doesn't like me showing off everywhere. Although I'm strong, I'm also boring.
It would be interesting to have a fight with Honghuang Daozi, but I don't know if that Honghuang Daozi can withstand one of my moves.
If you can't sustain even one of my moves, I'll be bored for a while."
Bingyan turned around and put his hands behind his back, looking like a lonely master, and spoke calmly.
This attitude of not taking other people seriously seems extremely arrogant.
"Wow, Young Master Yan is so handsome, both in his words and actions, he is extremely handsome!"
The female deacons on the wall stared at Bing Yan with infatuated expressions, covering their hearts and screaming.
Elder Mo was speechless for a while. He was really helpless towards these nymphos. He had driven away several times before, but they would come over again every once in a while.
In the end, he had no choice but to give up and let them peep there.
Shaking his head, Elder Mo said again:
"Young Master Yan, I think you will be disappointed. According to the latest news, Honghuang Daozi's soul power is only 30,000. Although he is also a leader among the younger generation of exorcists, compared with you, Young Master Yan,
It’s still too far behind.”
"Yeah?"
Bing Yan sighed, "I stand on the top of the strong, and it is really cold at high places!"
"Wow, Young Master Yan is so handsome even though he's pretending to be cool!"
Hearing Bing Yan's sigh, the women screamed again.
In fact, if a strong person who has opened the Third Eye passes by here, he will definitely find something abnormal here.
Because these women have all been possessed by some kind of charm, and their minds have been controlled by that charm, so they lie here and behave like nymphos.
"Okay, I'm going back first. Young Master Yan, take your leave."
Elder Mo failed to meet the requirements during the discussion and resigned.
Bing Yan said softly, "Yeah", which was regarded as agreement.
Elder Mo just turned around when suddenly, his elder token came with a surge of consciousness.
Out of curiosity, I took out the token and used my spiritual sense to perceive it.
When he saw the contents inside, he was greatly surprised.
"Young Master Yan, a super genius has appeared in Zhongzhou. At the age of eighteen, he killed the leader of the Evil Ghost Dao Sect, the Evil Ghost Heavenly Lord, instantly with one claw!"
"Oh? Is the information accurate?"
Bing Yan turned around with a hint of surprise on his face.
"It's absolutely true. This is the news from the Zhongzhou Spiritual Society. That young man has caused a sensation in the exorcism world before.
Last time, Young Master Yan said that he was just a person seeking fame and not worth mentioning."
Elder Mo took a deep breath and said.
"Who is it?"
Bingyan looked down upon many people, but he couldn't remember which person he mentioned last time.
"That's the ghost-hunting dragon king who subdued three half-gods and half-demon spirits!"