Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 988 Investigation
"You swear?" An Qingli suddenly smiled.

This Feng Yin's mouth is full of nonsense.

All these years, it is also by swearing that he has survived to this day, and has become No. 1 in the lower realm.

"Don't laugh." Feng Yin held up three fingers and said solemnly, "I, Feng Yin, swear to the demons here, I have never..."

However, before she could finish speaking, there was a sudden "boom", and a thunderbolt suddenly descended on Feng Yu's head.

Feng Yu was so shocked that even the hair on her head stood on end.

Although Feng Yin came from the soul, it stands to reason that the hair and the like are all things transformed by the power of the soul.

However, the transformed thing was also knocked upside down by the electricity.

Feng Yin suddenly realized that the other party could flatten and round her soul at will.

This is not a good thing.

The power of the place far surpassed any monsters and ghosts she had come into contact with before.

"Answer well, and I won't embarrass you." An Qingli said calmly, "If you deliberately lie and conceal it, if you can be arrested once, you can be arrested a second time."

Feng Yu was completely honest and did not dare to disobey.

An Qingli said: "Come closer, look carefully to see if there are other spirits."

"Yes."

Feng Yu is very well-behaved, acting like a simple girl who has not experienced much in the world.

His natural yin and yang eyes flickered a few times, but he couldn't see the clue.

But there is an inexplicable coercion, as if Feng Yin can't leave here if he doesn't make a name for himself today.

Feng Yin almost focused his eyes on An Baichang, and it took him a long time to investigate.

An Bochang was lying in the coffin, feeling uncomfortable being watched by Feng Yin.

Feng Yin pushed him and said, "Get up and walk, let me see your back."

An Bochang laughed "hehe" and said, "I'm afraid that if I get up, I will frighten your little girl."

"Little girl?" Feng Yin touched her face with her hands, still very satisfied with her delicate skin of seventeen or eighteen.

An Qingli said: "Get up, let her take a closer look."

An old man, An Baichang, slowly sat up from the coffin, hanging straight in the air as if he had ascended to heaven.

The picture should be eerie and scary.

But to Feng Yin and An Qingli, it was just a small scene.

Feng Yu circled An Baichang who was hanging in the air, turned and turned, turned and turned, and even used talismans to make the soul and body appear more clearly.

Suddenly, Feng Yu yelled and said pleasantly, "I saw it! There is a strange soul, the size of a sesame seed, and it is still hiding!"

"Hide, where to hide?" An Baichang asked hurriedly.

Feng Yin said: "Hide in your Tianling Gai."

An Qingli said: "Is there a way to remove it?"

Feng Yin said: "I only have so much soul power, I don't have that ability, I'll send...I'm serious."

An Qingli said: "What does that strange soul look like, can you confirm that there is only one?"

Feng Yin said: "I only saw one so far. I don't know if it will give birth to children or not. It's a small lump, it looks like a crab, and it coexists with the soul of a person. It's not so easy to pull it out."

"Symbiosis?"

An Qingli murmured, this kind of symbiosis will harm the person who is symbiotic, so it cannot be considered a mutually beneficial symbiosis, it is more appropriate to call it parasitic.

But the root cause was found.

A little thing, without An Bochang's knowledge, reached a parasitic relationship with it.

An Qingli saw a lot.

I don't know if that little thing will continue to find people to parasitize after destroying An Baichang one day.

After learning about the situation, several bigwigs continued to sit around and discuss the next step.

As for An Bochang, he was strictly controlled and could not move around at will.

The soul of Feng Yu's being detained was sent back to the lower realm, and An Qingli specially told her to practice hard and be ready to be used at any time.

"Old Ancestor, you are awake!"

As soon as Feng Yu opened her eyes, the head of the Huayan Sect led several bigwigs in the sect to surround Feng Yu.

"Ok?"

Feng Yin was baffled, these people were crying and laughing, why?

And she remembered that before she fell asleep, she was in her own ghost castle cave, why did she suddenly return to the sect.

Especially the suzerain, who laughed like a mourner, so ugly.

"How long have I been asleep?" Feng Yin asked while pinching her cold hands. Fortunately, her hands and feet are still alive, and she has come back intact.

The suzerain laughed and cried, "Three...months."

In the past three months, the soul lamp was no different, but people couldn't wake up, making the whole sect miserable.

However, the old ancestor Xun Ping had long since ignored the affairs of the world, and he did not know where he had gone.

The matter of ascension is not enough resources. Some people's upper limit may be Mahayana realm, while some people's upper limit may be only in Nascent Soul realm.

Ancestor Xun Ping went out to look for opportunities to increase the upper limit, but he didn't know if he would be able to do so.

If Hua Yanzong lost the ancestor Feng Yu at this time, the uphill road of thousands of years would have to go down again.

So Feng Yu must not have any losses.

"Three months, so long?" Feng Yinyu was surprised. The dream she had just now was quite short, and it felt like it was less than a cup of tea.

"Old Ancestor, I don't know who plotted against you!" Several members of the sect were filled with righteous indignation, "Is it the northern ghost sect, or the Southern Tianyun Sect's fear, or the Immortal Jade Sect's secret mischief?"

Feng Yin was still trying to recall the details of the dream, rubbing her tender skin.

"I'm afraid it's not the Tianyun Sect in the south!" Someone said angrily, "In that sect, the old man retired and died, and Sui Zhen flew up, and there was only Ji Yanjin, who took the lead alone. Could it be that he was afraid of our Huayan Sect, so That's why you made a wicked way to assassinate my ancestor Feng Yin!"

"That's right!" Someone echoed, apparently still remembering Tianyunzong's great enmity for Huayanzong's downfall back then.

"Sovereign, why don't you pay homage to Tian Yunzong one or two?" someone suggested.

"Return?" Feng Yin suddenly recovered from her contemplation, and kicked the talkative person out of the room.

Seeing Feng Yin's sudden anger, the people present did not dare to speak out.

"Deliberately fanning the flames and sowing discord, I'm afraid you are not a spy." Feng Yu stared at the man, asked the suzerain to take him down, and interrogated them by means.

Sure enough, in the Tribulation Crossing Realm, there were still people who were bewitched by the northern ghost gate.

The patriarch of Huayan Sect broke out in a cold sweat, and the newly-emerged northern ghost sect was making trouble behind his back. How can there be peace in Lanjie here?

As for dealing with Tian Yunzong, it definitely won't work. Tian Yunzong has a deep foundation, so how dare you take it lightly.

Huayanzong couldn't fall twice on Tianyunzong.

"Yeah, how can we be peaceful?"

Feng Yu had a seventeen or eighteen-year-old face, but there was a bit of lament in her eyes.

An Qingli has been a fairy for 2000 years, and she is at ease in the upper realm, but she is still trapped in the mess of the lower realm.

But An Qingli may not live a happy life in the upper realm
Maybe that old and ugly bark man is An Qingli himself.

That is to say, An Qingli was in the upper realm, and she encountered some disaster, and her whole body became wrinkled and ugly.

Poor An Qingli.

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