Parasitic Cultivation: Start Bound to Mimic System

Chapter 92 Courtyard Inquiry, Fairy Zixia!
When Feng Ping woke up again, he had already appeared in Dengxian Pavilion.The first two times I came here to draw qi into the body and awaken the spiritual root, but this time it was carried in by others.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the sunset and the twilight fell, and the dusk was dyed golden.

"Boy! You're awake! Sit up and answer when you wake up."

Hu Yangjian showed displeasure on his face, but it didn't look like the indignation of the death of his brother from the same school.

Feng Ping struggled to get up, but because he was too ruthless, he couldn't sit up at all at this moment, even if he moved his fingers, he could feel the excruciating pain.

Just for a moment, regret flashed by.

Is it worth it to make yourself so miserable just to touch two corpses?

After all, he is only at the Qi refining state, so why are you so anxious and ruthless!

"You kid is really blessed and fateful, if it weren't for the Maidan, you would have died a long time ago!"

Yuan Fengwen patted the chair beside him lightly, then Feng Ping slowly floated up, and sat on the chair accurately after falling.

However, even if he didn't move a finger, Yuan Fengwen was manipulating everything, but he was still sweating from the pain.

Feng Ping sat paralyzed on the chair, and scanned the half-circle of monks in the courtyard of Dengxiang Pavilion.

Yuan Fengwen, Hu Yangjian, and Zhang Yonglie, the prefect of Shuntian Prefecture!
The spirit-realm real person from the Liu family has not arrived yet, it seems that what Chen Yonglin said is correct, the other party should pretend to leave the mansion, and then return secretly.

But between this time and time again, I happened to miss the matter of Feng Ping's layout!

"See...see...know...prefect...my lord...have seen...you two...dao..."

Every sentence Feng Ping said was accompanied by intense pain, which made it impossible for him to utter a whole sentence!

Seeing this, Zhang Yonglie frowned slightly, and then made a tactic with one hand, and a spiritual energy penetrated into his body.

Gradually, as this spiritual energy traveled through his body, Feng Ping's pain gradually disappeared, and finally he did not feel any discomfort at all.

Do not!
It should be said that it blocked his perception of pain.

"Painkiller?" Feng Ping thought to himself, he didn't expect that spiritual qi could have this kind of function, maybe it's another magic technique!
Since the sea of ​​qi did not warn, it meant that the aura Zhang Yonglie injected into his body was different from the aura in the illusory space, and it was harmless to Feng Ping.

"Tell me! What happened!"

Zhang Yonglie looked serious, and a house official died, which must be reported to the capital.

As the magistrate, although he will not be punished, but after all, he is in his own hands, and he is also under his own hands, so he can't bear it at all!
"Early this morning, Master Sun Wenlong suddenly found me, and without saying anything, he gave me a elixir, saying it was a pill for protecting the pulse, and asked me to take it."

"I don't know whether this medicine is real or not, but I can't disobey the real person's request, so I swallowed it in one gulp."

"Not long after that, Dianli Chen also came to the mansion. I originally thought that the other party was dissatisfied with the pawnbroker because of the stupid thing he did yesterday, so he came here to ask the teacher, but... ..."

When Feng Ping said this, he stopped and sighed.

"Pick what's important!"

Zhang Yonglie was obviously dissatisfied, but at this time there was only one living person left on the other side, so he could restore the truth at that time!

"Yes! Lord Magistrate." Feng Ping nodded, and continued, "But who knows, Lord Official told me something."

"what's up?"

"There seems to be a monk beside Feng Ping!"

"Liu Minghui! Why did he tell you this!" Zhang Yonglie caught fire like oil, and suddenly caught fire.

"Know...Master Zhifu, I don't know."

"and then?"

"We were chatting until we were getting into it, when suddenly something like a seal fell from the sky and hit Daozhang Sun who was at the side." Feng Ping tried his best to think.

It was as if he was trying to remember the appearance of that great seal!
"It sure is him!"

Yuan Fengwen and Hu Yangjian looked at each other, but they didn't expect that they really colluded together!
"and then!"

"Then a man and an ape fell from the sky. Before I could react, I was punched in the chest, and then passed out. When I woke up, the man was already here."

Feng Ping spoke with deep fear in his eyes, but none of Zhang Yonglie, Hu Yangjian, or Yuan Fengwen cared.

"Two fellow Taoists, Niu's Commercial House is not far from Dengxian Pavilion. Are you sure the two thieves have already left when you arrive?"

Zhang Yonglie looked at the two Dengxian Pavilion deacons sharply and asked.

"Really Zhang, do you mean that we deliberately delayed?" Hu Yangjian's tone was neither humble nor overbearing. Regarding this question, even if he had a ghost in his heart, he couldn't admit it!
Moreover, even if Yuan Fengwen knew all about it, he wouldn't point it out.

After all, he didn't go!
"The fight is over so soon? Sun Wenlong is also a monk at the crystallization level, so he was killed so easily?"

When Zhang Yonglie spoke, he kept looking into Hu Yangjian's eyes, as if he wanted to see through the other person's heart.

"Prefect Zhang! Haven't you understood yet?"

"See what?"

Just as Hu Yangjian was about to speak, a terrifying coercion suddenly came from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a monk with his legs twisted into a twisted shape arrived in an instant.

Beside him, there is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in her prime.

"Meet Master Furong!"

"Meet Master Furong!"

"..."

Including Zhang Yonglie, the three stood up at the same time and said hello to the ancestor of the Liu family.

"Tell me in detail!" Liu Furong couldn't see any expression on his terrified face, and seemed to be in anger all the time.

On the other hand, Liu Xiaoxuan, who was on the side, had been staring at the tree and the chair since he landed in the courtyard of Dengxian Pavilion. Feng Ping, who was paralyzed and unable to move, frowned slightly, unable to guess his thoughts.

Over there, Zhang Yonglie repeated to Liu Furong what Niu Dali said just now.

Here, Liu Xiaoxuan walked up to Feng Ping slowly, and asked with some doubts: "Where have we met?"

seen?

I've seen a ghost!
I was afraid of being recognized by you, so I didn't even want my face. At this moment, there is a blur of flesh and blood, how could you recognize it!

Feng Ping cursed in his heart!

"Xiaoxuan, do you recognize him?" Liu Furong stretched out an arm longer than his legs, interrupting Zhang Yonglie's narration.

"I don't know, the face is like this, I can't recognize it at all."

"then you?"

"It just feels a little familiar."

"Then cross-examine well!"

"it is good!"

The word "good" just came out of Liu Xiaoxuan's mouth.

In a house located in the northwest corner of the courtyard, suddenly the sky was filled with blood!
In the next instant, a figure rose into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the blood mist exploded in the air!Reflecting the originally dim yellow sky into a piece of purple.

"Congratulations to Deacon Chen for cultivating the Dharma of Heaven and Earth and condensing it into the Supreme Golden Elixir!"

"Hehe, I'm lucky enough to see a fairy born today, I'm lucky!"

To be promoted to Jindan is a great joy, even Liu Furong, who has a spiritual realm, has to say congratulations.

"Thank you, Master Furong!"

"Do fairies have dao names?"

Chen Boya slowly raised her head, glanced at the sunset glow that was set off by the blood mist, and suddenly felt a movement in her heart.

"My name is Fairy Zixia!"

　I don't want to say anything, I have been laying the groundwork for this role for a long time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)