I inherited my husband's divine position

Chapter 661 The statue moved

When the atmosphere is stagnant.

Gong Yiqing had already finished offering the incense, stood up and left the futon, choosing to protect himself wisely.

A secret message reached his ears.

"What opportunity did Fellow Taoist Righteousness get?"

Gongyi Qing looked towards Youji.

Eyes facing each other.

Gongyi Qingtong transmitted the message in a secret language, "A guide to the location of the cave."

Yuji's eyes flickered, then brightened up, and he smiled and said: "Congratulations, you don't mind if I become your neighbor."

Zheng Yiqing naturally welcomed him.

It seems that the two of them have similar backgrounds, but Yuji's cultivation level is higher than his. Now, Gong Yiqing has shown no reason to refuse several times.

Both of them benefited from opportunities, and they made a tacit understanding not to participate in the subsequent competition for opportunities.

Everyone knew that the scene was not suitable for brute force fights, so they fought with reason.

"You craftsmen have already found your chance, so don't take any more of these sticks of incense."

"It's your problem that you don't have a guile, it's not a reason for the guile master to quit."

"If you think about it this way, Ning Zitan has had the opportunity to become a Dharma cultivator. Shouldn't he also give up his position as a Dharma Master?"

"The statue here is in charge of weird things. If there is an opportunity, Shu Xiu will have a share. Instead of wasting it on others, why not let me do it. Once it is done, how about I remember everyone as a favor?"

"Who wouldn't say debt of gratitude?"

After some debate, there was no result.

You Yuan was lucky enough to see the top bosses in Lingzhou fighting for each other and exchanging words, which was no different from ordinary spiritual masters.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand.

Everyone present is a spiritual master of the same level. When they can't do anything and can only talk, they don't have to give each other face, so naturally they can say anything.

In particular, they live longer than ordinary spiritual masters, and their shamelessness, temperament, and knowledge are far superior to ordinary spiritual masters. The occasional words and secret scandals of big bosses are even more exciting.

The atmosphere at the scene became increasingly dangerous, and there were strong signs of a fight.

You Yuan's back suddenly felt cold, and he had a vague premonition of some danger.

The handful of incense in your hand becomes a hot potato, and no matter who you give it to, you will offend the remaining people.

His expression remained unchanged, he took two steps forward, placed all the incense on the altar, and then retreated.

——If you want to rob it, just go to the altar under the statue and rob it yourself.

Everyone: "…………"

Allowing those murderous gazes to pierce his body, You Yuan remained motionless.

Under the surging crowd, no one wanted the opportunity to be taken away by others. No one got the incense on the altar, and the remaining futons were also empty. For a while, no one could get up.

"drink--"

A muffled groan broke through the tense atmosphere of the scene.

Everyone looked towards Ning Zitan.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The miserable screams made people's scalp numb.

Everyone was shocked.

Ning Zitan, did this opportunity fail and turn into a fatal disaster?

Puff puff--

Ning Zitan's skin was like a basin of scalding water pouring down from her head. After being scalded red, blisters appeared one after another and burst one after another.

The skin and flesh were torn, and blood flowed across his body, soaking his whole body and the futon under his seat.

Before, he looked like he was neither dead nor alive, but now he looked like he was worse than dead.

Everyone looked on with different expressions, but no one came forward to help. After discovering that the mysterious spiritual pattern power that stung them all over Ning Zitan's body disappeared, they looked at him even more unscrupulously. Some people gloated, while others observed indifferently.

He Ning Zitan's heart-breaking patience is like two worlds apart.

"what is that?"

It refers to the granulations growing on Ning Zitan's face.

The flesh bud twisted like a living thing, ruining Ning Zitan's face and making her look even more unnatural.

"Is he going to be evil?" Yuji said thoughtfully, glancing at Yu Yuan.

Based on You Yuan's low-level spiritual master's cultivation, there is no reason why he can find an answer that even a high-level spiritual master cannot determine. But Yu Yuan is different now. As a guide, maybe he can know something?

Yuji asked casually with a dispensable attitude, not expecting Yu Yuan to give an answer.

You Yuan didn't know his state of mind, but he could really sense some precise conditions about Ning Zitan, so he replied: "Not entirely."

"What should I say?" Yuji became more energetic.

You Yuan said: "He has not lost his mind."

"It's all so weird, how do you know that he has not lost his mind?" Yuji said without any sympathy at all, and his tone when talking about Ning Zitan's condition was full of jokes.

You Yuan didn't answer this question and didn't know where to start.

This kind of perception is not any magic, but comes from experience and traits.

When Yuji didn't get any more answers, he didn't continue to ask, so he took the time to look at Ning Zitan.

The so-called spooky transformation is the same as monster transformation. The latter is a walking corpse contaminated by ghost stories and becomes a monster. The former will become a monster in the end.

It's just that as a Dharma cultivator, it's rare for Ning Zitan to be transformed while alive. Situations like this now occur more often among tricksters who are counterattacked by contract tricks.

When someone's body changes to the level of Ning Zitan, the ending is usually decided. You can kill him in advance and then divide up his resources.

No one is talking and no one is taking action now, thanks to the fact that they are not in Lingzhou and it is the territory of the mysterious power.

Under the unfavorable gaze of the Lingzhou bosses, the flesh buds on Ning Zitan's face actually began to shrink.

There was a slight commotion.

The aura around Ning Zitan was still rising strangely, but her physical body was growing at an increasingly faster speed.

First, the facial features were straightened, the hair regenerated, and then the body shape shrank. In just a few minutes, a disgusting monster with bloody flesh returned to the tall and handsome Zi Yihou.

"Hey." Yin Sang stared at Ning Zitan's right hand.

Now the only hand left has not returned to normal. It is bloated and thick and completely different from the left hand and is dragged to the ground.

Suddenly, the granulation on the back of the hand that was mopping the floor opened, revealing a blood-red eye that met Yin Sang's staring gaze.

Yin Sang was shocked.

The sneaky eyes were motionless, and the target was clearly her, as if they had sensed her previous peek.

Before Yin Sang could observe carefully, he turned his hand over, and the fleshy sprouts rolled up, entangled and crawled up, and finally crawled into his sleeve and disappeared.

Looking along the free sleeve, we can see Ning Zitan who has already stood up.

The sleeve on his right arm was empty, and someone thought he had a broken arm.

That deceitful hand is hidden and cannot be restored?

Everyone was suspicious.

"Zi Yihou..."

The candlelight in the inner hall suddenly went out.

The person who originally wanted to ask Ning Zitan about his opportunity stopped talking.

Before anyone could react, an invisible force immobilized them.

It was not that their bodies were forced by this force, but the moment they felt this force, an irresistible tremor came from the depths of their hearts and souls, prompting them to act on their survival instinct - don't resist, don't pry!

The Qigui who were there were even more unbearable and fell to the ground in fear.

"The statue... moved, moved!"