Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

Chapter 199
This 'voice of all things' newly awakened by the bee mother has not yet seen other effects. It only allows it to communicate with itself, which is enough.

You can even use the bee mother as a transfer station to allow you to communicate with other spirit beasts, so that you can better understand the little thoughts of your own spirit beast.

Monster beasts and spirit beasts, below the cultivation level of Jindan, can't open their mouths or speak.

There is knowledge of animal language in the Beastmaster Gate, but there are thousands of spirit beasts in the world, and it is impossible for a monk to master all animal languages. He only learns a few major categories, such as cat language and bird language. , Snake language, these are basically enough.

But even if you learn these animal languages, it is quite difficult to communicate with the spirit beasts, because the spirit beasts have low IQs and speak very disorganized, and the spirit beasts in unfamiliar places also have some local accents.

But the supernatural power of the bee mother ignores the ambiguity in words and directly enters the mind of the spirit beast. This means of communication is clever enough.

After Fang Qingyuan investigated the information, he let the bee mother who had just woken up continue to eat gold and jade nectar. He escaped from the Immortal Mansion, looked at the people outside, and said:

"Just now I realized a little bit, and I figured out a problem in my practice, I couldn't help being distracted, and I wasted everyone's time."

Hearing Fang Qingyuan's words, the Foundation Establishment cultivators who had been waiting around for a long time didn't want to come forward to criticize Fang Qingyuan, but instead came up one after another to congratulate Fang Qingyuan for his improvement.

As for the foundation-building casual cultivators who were crying below, no one cared about their reactions.

Skipping this section, Fang Qingyuan put his mind on Zhang Laodao who was possessed by demons. According to the group of casual cultivators below, this is just a simple story of a cultivator possessed by demons who went on a killing spree, but Fang Qingyuan subconsciously felt that it couldn't be so simple judge.

In the past ten years, there have been no bewitched monks here, and he only cheated the Lingmu League, and there was a case of bewitched. It was a coincidence, Fang Qingyuan felt very far-fetched.

Could it be that the Lingmu League sent people to do it?

Now that anything bad happens in his own territory, Fang Qingyuan subconsciously suspects Lingmu. Instead of believing in luck and coincidence, he believes in man-made.

Always prepare for the worst in everything, so that you can have some margin for dealing with it.

Is it just the handwriting of Lingmu League, right now?

Letting a cultivator in the late stage of foundation establishment be possessed by demons and destroy this newly developed camp, this kind of handwriting is really too petty.

Unless, these are just bait right now, and the real target of the Lingmu Alliance is the military formation like us who just came here.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan's heart trembled. He looked at the Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivators who were still crying, and said:

"Our Southern Border Beast Sect has already known about this matter. Our Beast Sect will definitely take care of this matter to the end. You can rest assured to cultivate. It won't take long for peace to be restored here."

Hearing Fang Qingyuan's promise, the few Foundation Establishment casual cultivators below were all overjoyed. After they thanked Fang Qingyuan again, they were led down. Naturally, the beast-controlling sect disciples came to them later to ask for more details.

After the outsiders left, Fang Qingyuan looked at the dozen foundation-building monks in the room and said:

"What do you think about this matter? Now you can talk about it. Let's discuss it, so that I won't be the only one to think poorly."

After Fang Qingyuan said these kind words, the monks sitting around him began to talk about it. These people can practice to build the foundation, and they are naturally knowledgeable. Among them are several heads of monk families, who are even better.

Only one person stood up and said:
"Master Fang, I think this matter is strange. As a late-stage practitioner of Foundation Establishment, it is impossible for Mr. Zhang to have no signs before becoming a demon. But what is suspicious is that many monks in this camp have not noticed it before. This does not make sense."

The person who spoke was the patriarch of a vassal monk family in the Beast Control Sect in Southern Xinjiang. His name was Ma Kun. He was in the middle stage of foundation establishment and had been the patriarch for more than 50 years. He had experienced the Wei family, Wei's contemporaries, and Wei Xuan. In the era, later the Wei family in Tianyin Mountain was defeated, and he returned to southern Xinjiang and defected to Yushoumen.

Being able to survive previous bloody battles, Ma Kun is also quite capable. Fang Qingyuan brought him this time because he took a fancy to this person's seasoned experience and hoped to use this person to make up for his lack of experience.

Ma Kun has a high prestige among the vassal families who came to follow him this time. His words represent the vassal intention of these seven or eight monk families, so Fang Qingyuan also treats this with caution.

After Ma Kun finished speaking, Fang Qingyuan nodded and said:

"Clan Chief Ma is right. Even if a monk infected with demonic energy becomes possessed, he will not show any signs without warning, let alone a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment. In your opinion, where should we start now?"

Ma Kun has a city in his chest:
"The casual cultivators who established the foundation just now should have problems. Although I don't think they are lying to deceive us, but they have problems themselves, and I'm afraid they don't know."

Fang Qingyuan nodded to signal Ma Kun to continue, and Ma Kun stroked his beard and said:
"I have a treasure that can reveal the inner demons of the monks. If Mr. Fang allows, I want to call the monks who established the foundation just now one by one to try and see if there is any problem."

The casual cultivators who established the foundation just now had been checked by the disciples of the Beast Sect when they entered the gate, but it was obvious that Ma Kun was more confident in his magic weapon.

Regarding Ma Kun's proposal, Fang Qingyuan had nothing to do with it. He whispered a few words to Zhan Zhi'er beside him, and Zhan Zhi'er twisted her waist and went out.

After a while, a foundation-building casual cultivator was brought up alone. This person was the one who said that his waist was picked off before.

Entering here again, the Foundation Establishment cultivator looked at a loss, he didn't know why he was brought in alone.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyuan calmed down softly:
"Don't be impatient, we have a few more questions to ask you, but before we ask, we need to do some tests on you."

"test?"

The Foundation Establishment Loose Cultivator looked a little embarrassed, but facing a room full of Foundation Establishment cultivators, each of whom was stronger than himself, he had no choice but to say:
"I believe in your character and the reputation of Yushoumen, so you can do it."

For a casual cultivator, it is extremely difficult for outsiders to find out the roots of one's own family.

If one's cultivation, talent, magic weapon, and kung fu are all known to outsiders, then if a monk of the same level wants to attack him, then he has no luck. As a casual cultivator, there was no room for resistance, so he could only use words to find some psychological comfort for himself.

Fang Qingyuan also understood, so after a little reassurance, he signaled to Ma Kun at the side to let him do it.

Ma Kun came to this loose cultivator, waved his hand and pulled out an ancient bronze mirror of Eight Diagrams from the storage bag, and then circulated mana to inject three balls of fresh energy into the mirror.

The mirror was replenished with mana, and the eye-like ornament on the top suddenly blinked, and then a clear light shot out from the mirror, shining on Sanxiu in front of him.

But shrouded in clear light, although Sanxiu's complexion is not good-looking, but there is nothing unusual, but nothing is shown.

Unwilling to give up, Ma Kun took a few more breaths, but the result was still the same.

After a while, Ma Kun gave up in frustration. Just as the casual cultivator showed a happy smile, Fang Qingyuan above asked:

"What did you say? You want to kill us all?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was astonished, because they didn't hear any dissatisfaction from the casual cultivator, but looking at Fang Qingyuan's expression, it seemed that this person had said something bad.

The casual cultivator was also surprised. He smiled and said:

"I didn't say anything, sir, did you hear me wrong?"

Fang Qingyuan rubbed his eyebrows, he said to Ma Kun:
"Don't be stingy with the essence and blood, take a photo of this person's brain area, there is probably something wrong there."

Ma Kun got the order, with a solemn expression, he immediately sprayed a mouthful of blood on his own mirror, and immediately, the eyes above the eight trigrams bronze mirror suddenly opened, and reflected on the casual cultivator in front of him.

The next moment, the casual cultivator's brain area seemed to be blurred, revealing the brainstem tissue inside, as well as the small, ferocious red spider figure.

(End of this chapter)