Big man

Xiao Fan was not angry, and said calmly: "Senior, Taixing Patriarch is my No. 30 Patriarch of the Wuji Sect for the third generation, and it has been passed down to the younger generation for No. 60 for the fourth generation."

"No.60 fourth generation!"

Old Demon Welling laughed loudly, the laughter was so loud that it even shook the dark mist in the spirit officer's demon-subduing formation.

"It seems that the Promise Sect has really fallen. It has been passed down for more than 1000 generations in more than [-] years."

Old Demon Welling's tone became more and more disdainful.

Xuanming Zhenjun snorted coldly, and said: "Old devil, don't be complacent. Since the collapse of the space channel, this interface has become less and less suitable for cultivation. As a mortal, it has only passed down thirty generations in more than 1000 years, and it has been passed down to forty. It has only been passed on to one generation for more than a year, which is already very remarkable. The inheritance of your Inspiration Sect has long been extinct, so what are you so proud of?"

"Hmph, instead of lingering in this mortal world, it's better to be extinct as soon as possible, so as not to be embarrassing." Old Demon Welling was very stubborn, and then said mockingly: "Junior, what inheritance do you rely on for the Promise Sect now? It must be Tell people fortune-telling, let’s make a living. It’s so pitiful...haha, hahaha..."

He looked up to the sky and laughed again.

Suddenly, a silver-white electric arc shot out from the middle finger of Xiao Fan's right hand, instantly pierced through the shielding restraint of the spirit officer's demon-subduing formation, and exploded in the sky above the pitch-black bowl. The silver arc was not polite shot into the bowl.

"Master Xiao, please don't..."

Liu Zheng was caught off guard and wanted to stop it, but it was too late, so his face changed drastically.

I could only hear two muffled "hums" coming from the bowl at the same time, but it was from Xuanming Zhenjun and Wei Ling Laomo at the same time.

"Summon Lightning Technique? Junior, are you a cultivator of the Thunder Spirit Physique?"

The next moment, Old Demon Welling yelled angrily, and his voice was both angry and depressed.

Hearing that thunder and lightning supernatural powers are the natural nemesis of ghosts and ghosts, Xiao Fan originally just tried it out, but he didn't expect that he would succeed in one blow.Neither of the two thousand-year-old spirits could resist.

Xuanming Zhenjun laughed out loud.Said: "Happy, happy! Xiaoyou, give this old devil another shot!"

This one is Jiang Gui's nature, old and spicy.

"Okay, anyway, I'm already tired of the way this ghost looks like now. Junior Xiao, if you're brave enough, you can use some lightning summoning techniques. Let's see if I'm the one who dies first or the old ghost Xuanming disappears first."

Old Demon Welling was also a stubborn character, and then he jumped into a rage and challenged Xiao Fan.

"Master Xiao!"

Liu Zheng hurriedly shook his head at Xiao Fan, suddenly showed the jade tablet from before, and shot in the air with a tactic.The eight statues of the five-manifested spirit officials shone with golden luster at the same time, and the power of the spirit officials' demon-subduing formation suddenly strengthened. A pale golden light mask enveloped the eight statues, immediately isolating the inside and outside, and the power in the pitch-black alms bowl The roar of Old Demon Ling could no longer be heard.

"Master Xiao, you can't be hasty about this matter. You have to think of a perfect plan."

Liu Zheng frowned, and said worriedly.

Tan Xuan couldn't help asking: "Senior brother Liu, what's going on? Why have you never heard of it before? You Maoshan faction still has such a situation."

Between the words, there was a little displeasure, as if he felt that with their friendship, Liu Zheng shouldn't have kept this matter from her for so long.

Liu Zheng smiled wryly, and said: "Junior Sister Tan, don't be impatient. I also have some unavoidable concerns. In fact, this matter is too shocking to the world, and I dare not spread it casually... How about this, three fellow Taoists, please follow me to the top Serving tea, I will explain the cause and effect of this matter to the three of you in detail."

At that moment, the three of them withdrew from the basement level and came to the Lingguan Hall above.Liu Zheng ordered the deacon disciples outside the door to bring tea and fruits, and he started a long conversation in front of the statue of Wang Lingguan.

It's a long story.

The history of Qingxu Temple is not as short as everyone thinks.As early as hundreds of years ago, this Taoist temple was built.At that time, Guanqian was not a reservoir, but a mountain pond.Of course, the concept of Qingxu at that time was just an insignificant other courtyard of Maoshan Taoism, and it was not taken seriously.However, in the previous wars, the holy land of the Taoist temple on the main peak of Maoshan was destroyed again and again, but the Qingxu Temple far away from the main peak has always been intact and has never suffered from war.

Hearing this, Xiao Fan smiled lightly, and said, "Such Feng Shui Dragon's Cave, the disaster of ordinary soldiers and fires, will hardly have any impact at all."

It would be strange if Qingxuguan suffered military disasters after choosing such a good geomantic location.Unless it is the supreme emperor who comes here in person, he can suppress the feng shui dragon veins here.But this place is so remote, how could the emperor come here?

Xiao Fan should be the only one who has set foot in the Qingxu Temple for so many years.

All the people present here are all Feng Shui masters, they naturally nodded together, deeply agreeing with Xiao Fan's words.

However, Liu Zheng also said frankly that he finally decided to move the main altar of the Maoshan School to Qingxu Temple, not because of the Fengshui Dragon Cave here, but because of the soul-gathering bowl that was suppressed by the spirit officer's demon-subduing formation.Liu Zheng's master was the former host of Qingxu Temple, and also the mentor of the former Maoshan Zhenjun.Master finally entrusted Liu Zheng with the important task of maintaining the Great Formation of Spirit Officers and Subduing Demons.

According to Liu Zheng, his master actually didn't know what was suppressed in the spirit official's subduing demon formation, he only knew that the soul-gathering bowl was gloomy, and his disciples were always strictly prohibited from approaching the Lingguan hall in the backyard of Qingxu Temple. .

This spirit official subdue demon formation has been there since Qingxu Temple was built.

"Everyone doesn't know what's in the soul-gathering bowl?"

Tan Xuan couldn't help asking curiously.

"Yes. I only know that it has been passed down from generation to generation. You must take good care of the soul-gathering bowl. You must not let the soul-gathering bowl leave the spirit officer's demon-subduing formation and the Qingxu Temple, otherwise it will cause great trouble. Who If you dare not respect the teachings of your ancestors, you will be a traitor to the master and will be completely expelled from the Maoshan sect."

Liu Zheng nodded heavily and replied.

Although the master entrusted him with the important task of maintaining the spirit officer's demon-subduing formation so solemnly, after so many years, the soul-gathering bowl was quiet and there was no abnormal movement, as if there was nothing in it.Liu Zheng didn't care that much anymore, even though he wouldn't move the soul-gathering bowl out of the Lingguan Palace, he no longer guarded it every day, but started busying himself with his own affairs.

That's how Director Liu of the [-] Office of the security department came into existence.

Unexpectedly, more than a year ago, a voice suddenly came out from the soul-gathering bowl, claiming to be the primordial spirit of Zhenjun Xuanming, but Liu Zheng was taken aback for a while.It wasn't until Liu Zheng couldn't stop communicating with the primordial spirit in the soul-gathering bowl that he was finally convinced that the old voice was not lying, it was indeed the primordial spirit of Zhenjun Xuanming.Immediately afterwards, the soul of Master Welling also appeared, and kept chatting from the sidelines.

"What the hell is going on then?"

"That involved a great battle in the realm of comprehension thousands of years ago. Xuanming Zhenjun is a high-ranking monk of the righteous way, our Maoshan faction's Dharma protector Zhenjun, and Wei Ling Laomo is the elder of the Mo Dao Inspiration Sect. Fighting for many years, no one can do anything to the other. At that time, in order to compete for the last chance to return to other interfaces through the space channel, the two fought fiercely, and both were seriously injured in the end. Under the thunder whip, the True Monarch was also seriously injured. Seeing that the momentum was not right, the old demon came out of his body and competed with Xuanming Zhenjun for the body. As a result, the two souls were still unable to do anything to each other, and in Xuanming There was a mess in Zhenjun's body. In the end, Xuanming Zhenjun's body could not be saved. The souls of the two were seriously injured, and they could only escape into the soul-gathering bowl of Wei Ling Laomo's portable magic weapon. fell into a deep sleep..."

Liu Zheng simply narrated the ins and outs of this.As for how this soul-gathering bowl fell into the hands of Maoshan's heirs in the end, and was suppressed solemnly by Maoshan's heirs with the spirit officer subduing demons formation, Liu Zheng was not quite clear about the various encounters.

The souls of the two Nascent Soul cultivators sleeping in the soul-gathering bowl also knew nothing about the process.

Tan Xuan asked: "Then why did you wake up again?"

Liu Zheng replied: "Maybe it's because the aura of Middle-earth has begun to recover."

About the various twists and turns of the cultivation war and the collapse of the space channel, Xiao Fan had already told Wen Tian and Tan Xuan to know, so when Liu was describing this twists and turns, everyone had a lot of questions.

"Renren Liu, what are your plans for inviting us here?"

After a while, Xiao Fan asked slowly.

"To tell the truth, Master Xiao, I hope Patriarch Xuan Ming can come back to life."

"Ah? How is this possible?"

Tan Xuan was taken aback, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Xiao Fan frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Duoshe?"

The so-called seizing the house means that after the destruction of one's own body, the cultivator can seize another body, devour the soul of the person, and possess a new life.During the communication with Patriarch Qingyang, Xiao Fan has a good understanding of this overbearing and vicious cultivation spell.

Hearing Xiao Fan directly said the word "Duoshe", Liu Zheng was also a little surprised. Xiao Fan's understanding of the cultivation world far exceeded his expectations, but Liu Zheng immediately shook his head and said: "The origin of the patriarch God had already lost too much energy when he was fighting with Old Demon Wei Ling, and after so many years in the Soul Gathering Bowl, he was already too weak. Seizing the body is no longer possible."

Xiao Fan frowned and said, "Other than this, is there any other way for the soul to gain a physical body and be reborn?"

In fact, Xiao Fan was very disgusted with the act of seizing the house.If Liu Zhengzhen wanted him to help Xuanming Zhenjun's Yuanshen seize the house, he would refuse without hesitation.In the depths of Daxue Mountain back then, the final desolate end of Master Luo Ji who was taken away by Feng Wuxie is still fresh in Xiao Fan's memory.

Liu Zheng glanced at him, his face became very solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Master Xiao, among our Maoshan spells, there is a resurrection technique. It can make the spirit body of the primordial spirit come back to life with a dead body."

"Borrowing a dead body to return the soul?"

The three brothers and sister Xiao Fan blurted out at the same time, their faces full of astonishment.