Extra Story 9 Complicated

Feng Shu was originally asking, but after hearing Chan Simiao's words, he waved his hands again and said, "That's not necessary, but if you really make this person an idiot... Don't blame the poor Daoist Chan Daoist!"

"Where, the method of searching the soul may fail. Even if the lord of the leader comes here in person, he may not be able to guarantee 100% of the vote. Please invite Feng Daoyou!" Chan Simiao replied with a smile.

That Feng Shu nodded, glanced at the man on the ground, and typed out dozens of complicated and abnormal formulas with his right hand, all of which were pierced into the man's head. Circles of four-color brilliance emerged like colorful butterflies, and with Feng Shu's finger, tapped on the center of the man's eyebrows...

However, in an instant, Feng Shu's original relaxed expression became serious, and slowly turned into a kind of mockery. He snorted softly from his nose, took out his index finger, turned to look at Chan Simiao, shook his head and said, "Poverty Daoist!" ...He made a fool of himself, this man...is really an idiot! His memory...has nothing, I'm afraid he was impoverished just now..."

Chan Simiao didn't seem surprised, but the disciple next to him exclaimed, and then he was swept away by Feng Shu's sharp eyes, and immediately lowered his head!

"Oh, Feng Shu, he...his eyelids moved!" The moment the disciple lowered his head, he saw the man's eyelids moving slightly!

This time, Feng Shu didn't dare to move, he just stood by and watched quietly.

Sure enough, after just a cup of tea, the man finally opened his eyes, first looked around, sat up, looked blankly at the three people beside him, and asked, "Who... are you? Where... is this place?" ?”

A smile appeared on the corner of Feng Shu's mouth, and he said, "This is Yumo Valley, don't you know who we are?"

"Yumogu?" The man muttered, looked at Feng Shu again, shook his head and said, "Who are you, how do I know?"

"Then... who are you?" Chan Simiao laughed.

"That's right, I... who am I?" The man was taken aback for a moment, and said this sentence inexplicably, and then seemed to be talking to himself: "Who can I be, I want to know who I am, Can I tell you?"

This person is naturally Zhang Xiaohua who floated out from the crack in the void. It's just that his memory was sealed by a bracelet in the void, and now Feng Shu searched it with the method of searching for souls. How can there be half of his memory?

"Forget it, since you don't know the name, you don't have to think about it anymore." Feng Shu knew in his heart that there might be a problem with his soul searching technique, so he waved his hand and said, "The old man asks you, which sect are you a disciple of? How did you arrive at the Valley of the Devil?"

"What sect? That's right... what sect am I?" Zhang Xiaohua frowned and said again.

"Alas~" Feng Shu sighed, looking at Chan Simiao, his eyes were full of helplessness, as if he felt guilty for the failure of his soul searching technique!

Afterwards, Feng Shu asked again: "Then... little guy, where did you come from? Or... what are you doing here?"

"This..." Zhang Xiaohua stretched out her hand and scratched her head vigorously, and said with a wry smile, "This...boy doesn't remember it either, it seems...I should know, but...however, I just don't know!"

Chan Simiao nodded slightly, then turned to look at Feng Shu with gloating eyes!

Seeing Chan Simiao's gaze, Feng Shu had no choice but to slam it. With a dry mouth, he looked at the confused Zhang Xiaohua with complicated eyes, and waved his hand and said, "I don't even know Yumogu, I don't even know I don't even know where I come from...you...you are really...an idiot! Forget it, you go down first..."

Then he said to the disciple next to him: "Take him down to rest and wait for the order from the alliance!"

"Yes, disciple knows!" The disciple bowed and saluted, and walked down quickly with Zhang Xiaohua.

As soon as the two walked away, Feng Shu had a smile on his face,

Turning to Chan Simiao, he said, "Friend Chandao...cough cough, I made you laugh..."

"Where, people make mistakes and horses make mistakes. This soul searching technique has always been like this. It is convenient, but it can be very harmful. Presumably Feng Daoyou is also thinking about my fairy alliance, and he is eager to know the origin of this son, so he came out here Make a bad move!" Chan Simiao replied with a smile.

"Hehe, what you said by Daoist Chan really fits my heart..." Feng Shu sighed: "It's really surprising that such a low-level person suddenly appeared in Yumo Valley. I'm afraid it's an evildoer from the devil world, so..."

As Feng Shu spoke, he hesitated to speak.

"If that's the case, fellow Daoist Feng, don't worry. People from the demon world have fought against me in the human world for so long. The meridian and body of the people in the demon world are completely different from my human world. And this person is obviously from my human world. Besides, his meridian There is also true qi from the qi refining period, how can the devil world imitate this?"

Hearing Chan Simiao talking about the true energy in Zhang Xiaohua's meridians, the corner of Feng Shu's right eye twitched slightly, and then he laughed and said, "That's good... I'm afraid it's a new trick from the Demon Realm. Anxious..."

"This... the old man also knows, you don't have to worry about Feng Daoyou, if the lord leader asks, the old man will definitely take care of it!" Chan Simiao looked righteous and awe-inspiring.

"Then... I would like to thank fellow Daoist Chan!" Feng Shu said with a bow.

"It's okay, it's okay, if it wasn't for the old man's lack of cultivation, I would do it too!" Chan Simiao returned the courtesy.

But Feng Shu didn't feel relaxed because of Chan Simiao's sharing, instead he looked outside and said hesitantly, "It's just..."

"Just what? Is it possible that Feng Daoyou is worried about this old man? Besides, he is just a little child who refines Qi..." Chan Simiao was displeased.

"Where, where!" Feng Shu quickly waved his hands, thought for a while, and then gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Friend Chan, it's not that I don't believe you, it's...that I don't believe...other people!"

"Another person?" Chan Simiao was slightly startled, and wondered, "Who is this other person?"

Feng Shu sighed, waved his hand, and a ban was formed. Then, he walked to the chair and sat down, picked up a small transparent red fruit on the jade table, threw it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and said with a smile: " Chan Simiao, you and I have a deep friendship, so why pretend to be ignorant?"

Chan Simiao seemed even more puzzled, and walked to the table, sat down, picked up the small red fruit, ate a few, and then raised his eyes to look at Feng Shu, and said with a smile: "Old man... also I don’t know what you’re talking about? It’s just using the soul search technique on a kid in the Qi refining period, turning him into an idiot. It’s just a loss of memory, and it didn’t hurt his life, um, even if it was hurt Life, who will say anything?"

"This moment and that moment! If it was normal, no one would say anything, but now? It's really uncertain!" Feng Shu said inscrutablely.

Then he looked at Chan Simiao who was still puzzled, hated iron for nothing, and said in a low voice: "Our fairy alliance is loose, and it only shows effect when people from the demon world invade our human world. Usually it’s just an empty shell…”

Feng Shu listened, looked at Chan Simiao's calm face, and said again: "But...why are the Master Xuanqing of the Kunlun School, the Master Huanhua of the Taiqing Sect, and the Haifengzi of the Shang Huazong all competing? What about the leader of the Xianmeng?"

"Does it need to be said? The old man is not a person who blindly meditates, of course I still know about this!" Chan Simiao said displeased: "Isn't it because...every time the immortals and demons confront each other, various immortals in the Yumo Valley The alliance's resources are all deployed by the leader, and there are a lot of tricks in it!"

"Hey, no, the resources on Xiaoyu Continent are scarce now, and there is no advantage of cultivating immortals in ancient times. Aren't any sects and disciples worrying about spirit stones and spirit pills? In addition, the demon world invades our human world once every thousand years. A lot of resources will be consumed, and the journey of cultivating immortality will become more and more difficult! There are also sword cultivators from the Huan Kingdom, who will attack me from time to time to snatch resources from the Three Kingdoms of Cultivation!"

"Fortunately... I have already cultivated to the stage of transforming the gods, and if I work harder, I will refine the emptiness. It's just that the little catastrophe of transforming the gods to refining the emptiness is not easy. After I get through it, I will refine the emptiness and fit together It will be easier later!" Feng Shu nodded slightly, then changed the topic again: "But our junior disciples... will be troublesome!"

"No, every time the Xianmeng fights against the Demon Realm, it consumes a lot of resources, but... who can say it clearly? After every battle, the sect where the leader of the Xianmeng belongs can always produce one or two outstanding people. ...what does it mean?"

"Also, fellow daoists who fell in the Valley of Demon Control...for example, Daoist Sun Le of the Bliss Sect, this time he blew himself up as a Nascent Soul. His magic weapons, pills, and rare materials...who knows if they were all destroyed? What? The deputy leader only let the real Huoxu take care of it alone, there will always be mistakes, if... other disciples pick it up and hand it over to the Xianmeng, who would know that it belongs to the real Xunle of the Bliss Sect?"

"But... Reverend Sun Le owns those things, and Reverend Huoxu probably doesn't know about them. Even if he wants to ask Xianmeng for them, there is no basis for them!" Chan Simiao said dismissively.

"But... he can't blame Xianmeng, he might blame... searching for the disciples, and even... you and me!" Feng Shu said inscrutablely.

"How is it possible?" Chan Simiao almost jumped up and said, "What does this have to do with me?"

"Hehe, fellow Taoist Chan, this old man is just guessing, and the Daoist Huoxu may not think so!" Feng Shu waved his hand and said, "However, you must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others!"

"How do you say that?" Chan Simiao wondered.

"Hehe, thanks to the fact that the vice president of Haifeng thinks highly of you and me, I entrust you and me with the search... I don't know how many people are jealous!"

"Feng Daoyou means..." Chan Simiao understood a little bit, fixed her eyes on Feng Shu, and asked without blinking her eyelids.

Seeing Chan Simiao like this, Feng Shu's face remained unchanged, and he nodded slightly: "Yes, just as Feng thought, this... the matter of the Qi Refining Boy is not a big deal at all, but if it is taken by someone with a heart... Article... this article is very in-depth!"

"Is it... so???" Chan Simiao almost jumped up...

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