Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 226 City of Disillusionment
When Wang Xuanfu heard this, a pair of eyes full of world affairs showed a smile, and he said noncommittally:
"Poverty is not God, he can't control other people's lives..."

The implication is also very clear, the warlocks on the other side want to fight and kill, and Xin Ziqiu can deal with them casually.

He then changed the subject:
"By the way, when mentioning Fang Warlocks, Pindao remembered a small matter. Before the war between immortals and demons, in order to be sure of victory, Pindao once went to the Great Food Kingdom in the Western Regions and took away a piece of magic from their saints. This treasure is called 'City of Disillusionment', which is designed to make people hallucinate and imprison people's spirits. The saints of the Western Regions used this magic weapon to confuse all beings and attract believers, and gained a lot of benefits.

"After this magic weapon was snatched by Pindao, it also played a role in the battle between immortals and demons. It slightly restrained the strongest General Kuimu of the demons, so that Dongxuan Tianshi could borrow the power of the Daluo runic map Seriously injured him. However, this treasure is useless to the strong of the level of the ancestor god, so this time the poor did not bring it. In the next few hundred years, I heard that the believers of the saints in the West have been searching for it. Sacred objects, because this matter has also caused a lot of disputes.

"Well, speaking of it, it's true that Pindao is a bit unreasonable in robbing other people's treasures, so I sometimes feel a little bit bitter about it, but since that war, Pindao has been busy with other things, and has no time to go to the Western Regions to return them. This treasure.

"Now this treasure is in the hands of several Fang Warlocks. They snatched it from the Pindao avatar decades ago. I hope that Xiaoyou Xin can get this treasure back from them by the way, and then return it to the original owner. It can be regarded as a gift to the Western Regions sect." Of course, if Fang Warlocks refuse to obey and hand over their treasures, you can also ask the two Shangdong True Immortals for help. I believe that with the character of Taoist Chunyang, you will never refuse..."

After hearing this, Xin Ziqiu thought to himself: No wonder the disciples of the Assassin sect followed Haoyue to the ancient tomb for thousands of miles. They probably came here to hunt for treasures because they heard about the sacred objects from somewhere.

These assassins from the Western Regions staying in Bianliang City are always a hidden danger of instability. If they return the treasures and send them away, it will be a merit to the people of Song Dynasty.

This matter is not difficult, so Xin Ziqiu immediately nodded and agreed.

However, after thinking about it, he felt that the few things Wang Xuanfu asked for were actually for others, but he did not ask for anything, so he asked suspiciously:
"The things entrusted by seniors are all for others. Don't seniors have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Wang Xuanfu laughed and said:
"Pindao is alone. He has experienced countless vicissitudes in tens of thousands of years. He has long since had no desires. And when he came, he had already made arrangements for most of the affairs behind him. If Xiaoyou Xin can put If these few things are done, then the impoverished way will truly end all cause and effect, cut off the relationship between the world, and there will be no more worries in the underworld."

Seeing that he was still thinking of others before he died, Xin Ziqiu couldn't help being awed, and said solemnly:
"Senior is high-spirited and upright, eager to do justice, and this junior admires it from the bottom of his heart. In this case, please rest assured about the things you entrust. No matter what, this junior will find a way to return to the human world and get things done one by one."

Wang Xuanfu nodded and said:
"Thank you, Xiaoyou Xin. With your promise as a gentleman, Pindao can feel relieved. Although you and I have known each other not long ago, Pindao appreciates your character and behavior very much. You can sharpen your cultivation if you are not high enough, and you can learn slowly if you are not talented enough. The simple nature of a single person is born with it and is difficult to change.

"Pindao has lived for thousands of years, and has seen countless amazing young geniuses, but in the end they went astray because of greed and evil thoughts in their hearts. Fang Warlocks are the best examples. And Xiaoyou Xin was able to stand up for Cao Jingxiu before. You have resisted catastrophe and never flinched in front of the ancestor gods. This kind of benevolence and courage are truly commendable, which shows your pure and kind nature.

"Although Xiaoyou is young, he is definitely worthy of the word 'Xia'. If it hadn't been for the catastrophe in the world, you and I would have become close friends who share wine and talk with each other with sincerity. Before the pindao was about to die, it was possible to get to know someone like you A young righteous man is enough to comfort me."

After that, he suddenly burst out laughing:

"Since you and I are destined, I must give you another ride."

Xin Ziqiu was taken aback, not knowing what Wang Xuanfu meant, but before he could react, he saw the old man's arms tremble, his whole body dissipated like smoke, and turned into dots of light, rushing towards him.

Immediately, strands of thin heat penetrated into the 360 pores and [-] acupoints of his body, which were both crisp and itchy, making him feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

At this time, Xin Ziqiu seemed to be enclosed in a silkworm cocoon, surrounded by fairy light, and turned into a huge egg-shaped light ball, spinning continuously in the void.

He only felt that his whole body was light and light, like a small raft in the waves of the sea, being thrown up and down by the waves continuously.

Xin Ziqiu hastily looked inside, only to see Wang Xuanfu's true spirit turned into a white-haired old man in the inner scene, standing with his hands behind his back.

"Senior, are you...?"

Wang Xuanfu laughed and said:
"Pindao is about to die. Instead of dissipating in the void for ten thousand years, it is better to reconcile the spiritual thoughts. Duhua and Xiaoyou Xin will help you take a step forward on the road of cultivation. However, Pindao has already blew up the golden core. There is no one in ten of the true qi, and the pure and pure qi that can be refined and transformed is even more insignificant, how much you can get depends on your fortune."

As he said that, his figure gradually became blurred, and the incomparably mellow innate qi escaped from him, filling Xin Ziqiu's embryonic interior universe, turning into galaxy after galaxy, constantly rotating and moving, Live forever.

Wang Xuanfu, as an Immemorial Immortal, has gone through ten thousand years of training. Although he is a true Immortal, his strength is not inferior to that of ordinary Celestial Immortals. Although he lost his golden core, the remaining power in his body is still far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

At this time, Xin Ziqiu felt as if someone was strangling his neck, and he was desperately stuffing food into his throat. His whole body was swollen like a ball full of air, his blood was throbbing, as if his limbs and bones were full of energy. But nowhere to vent.

Just when he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to let out a long cry, suddenly Wang Xuanfu's voice sounded in his mind:

"Xin Xiaoyou, it's a rare time in a thousand years for a true immortal to pass on kung fu. If you don't hurry up and meditate now, and guide your qi back to the void, when will you wait?"

Xin Ziqiu got the instructions in a daze, and had no time to think about it, so he subconsciously used the innate Wuji Kung Fu, embraced Yuan Shou Yi, and slowly guided this majestic power into his inner scene.

And Wang Xuanfu's figure also slowly disappeared in his interior scene, and finally disappeared gradually, leaving only a series of heroic singing voices:

"A person's life is still a dream. How about it after a long time? Look up to the sky and laugh to die, and then you will know that I am me!"

The singing voice faded, the figures drifted away, and a generation of ancient immortals passed away suddenly, and their souls returned to the void.

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(End of this chapter)