Red Heart Survey

   Chapter 1273

  The mantra of suffering was sent in front of Tianma Plateau, and naturally more than people here can hear it.

   "Feeling so hard, playing so hard?" In the void, a rough voice said: "I really don't understand. Didn't he and Jiang Wang say that he was getting hot with his head? Do you have such a deep feeling?"

  The other female voice was laughing: "This is a character that is upside-down. Because of the bitter death, it was almost the same. It hasn't changed for so many years. I still think that one thing is one thing."

  The rough voice seemed to be of interest: "I don't know about bitterness. Can you elaborate?"

  "You need to know the details of this kind of thing, turn around and ask Fu Dongxu in private." The smiling female voice paused, and then asked: "Fu Dongxu, should you solve him?"

  "How to solve it?" Fu Dongxu's voice asked rhetorically.

   "That's your business." The female voice obviously has a kind of ease of watching the drama.

   "It's not easy for me to kill him alone." Fu Dongxu's voice replied: "You are tired, come with me?"

   "I'm not free." The female said: "You might as well ask Xian Nankui, isn't he dissatisfied with Kujue's pursuit of my Jingguo Tianjiao?"

"General Xian won't be free. He now..." Fu Dongxu's voice smiled: "That's it. This old monk wants to show his mentor and apprenticeship, so let him go. After all, I am in charge of the Mirror World Stage. Can you really kill him for this little thing?"

"Fu Dongxu won't go, it's not yet time. Kujue now says he has left the Xuankong Temple, but the monks in the Xuankong Temple obviously still have old feelings for him. The importance of the Xuankong Temple in the Eastern Region does not need to be said. Feeling, it's definitely not a wise move." The first rough voice said: "Let's take a look again. See if Kujue is measured."

"Whatever you want, it's not me who is being scolded anyway." The female said: "Speaking of which, where did Zhao Xuanyang hide? I didn't see it before. This kid has talent in this area. Called Kujue, the old monk went to heaven and earth. I can't find it, but it seems pitiful."

"If you can think of it, then Kujue should be able to think of it." Fu Dongxu's voice was a little bit satisfied: "Anyway, his current situation should be very good. Not long after being read."

  The rough voice smiled: "It's such a big deal, no one will contact you!"

   "I said, why didn't you rush to do something to the monk, it was so!" The female voice suddenly realized.

   Fu Dongxu smiled and asked, "What did you find again?"

"You have already ordered Zhao Xuanyang to stop talking by leaving a message in the dry sky mirror, isn't it?" The female said: "This solution is not glorious after all. Let the suffering continue to chase it, and it can be delayed. When this news was exposed, I asked Zhuang Gaoxian for more reliable evidence. Secondly, when I have to be a last resort, I can also use the excuse of being chased by pain!"

  Fu Dongxu smiled: "There is really nothing that can be hidden from you."

  "Don't fool me with these words!" The female said: "Me and Qiu Tie, who tells you the truth in your mirror?"

  Fu Dongxu said: "What you said is right, and what Qiu Tie said is also right. But the crux of the problem is...Since Kujue is out of the Xuankong Temple, then I can move him at any time, so I don't have to rush for a while."

  ……

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   should be...saved.

  Although he is still in a very weak state, after all, he can feel the presence of the organs again.

  Some unknown medicinal power slowly flows and diverges in the body, nourishing vitality.

  Death used to be so near, turned around the door again, and left.

   Jiang Wang closed his eyes, motionless.

  I still have lingering fears.

  The “dreams” I experienced at that time were too real. In the meantime, it is impossible to distinguish the true from the false.

  The black-clothed demons who fought with Song Wanxi in the deserted tomb of the Ten Thousand Realms, even if they wanted to come to the deserted tomb of the Ten Thousand Realms, they were definitely not waiting. Which real demon is it, or even... a certain demon?

  Whether it is those "dreams", the advent of "Seven Hate Magic Skills", or the magic word, it is Jiang Wang's unfathomable handwriting.

   Was the trace detected when the blood puppet real demon was called?

   Then he was touched by the vine and found this ancient magic cave in this world?

  Although I don’t know why the other party did not descend on the body, whether because of any restrictions, or whether the real demon is still different from Song Wanxi, the blood puppet true demon... But I really can’t easily call Song Wanxi in the future.

  It was the moment of Tongyao in the Five Houses, the induction of the Divine Seal, perhaps a way to communicate with Song Wanxi. Maybe it can be called again after confirming that it is not being tracked.

  But...this is not something that can be done in a short time.

  At least with the current cultivation base, far from it.

  The end of his nose seemed to smell a faint fragrance, Jiang Wang didn't move a bit, keeping the previous breathing rhythm, and continuing to think.

  The "Seven Hate Demon Gong" itself, of course, should be a peerless exercise method, but he really didn't want to pay attention to it. He has personally experienced the Qiyang battlefield...what kind of character is Yang Jiande, the ruler of the country of Yang?

   and Chongxuan Chu Liangming cherish each other, on the side of the bed of the overlord country of Qi, as the lord of Yang, struggling with all possibilities. In the end, with nowhere else to go, I practiced the "Blood Demon Art of Extinguishing Emotions and Desires" in an vain attempt to break the game with strength. What was the result?

   is still defeated and killed, the society is shattered, and nothing has been changed.

  Jiang Wang certainly desires strong power, but what he wants is the strength that he has cultivated bit by bit and that is truly his. He has to grasp it down-to-earth and walk up step by step. Instead of becoming a puppet of existence, grow by selling oneself.

  If I am no longer me, even if all my ideals have been achieved, who is the ideal for?

   At this time, he has not heard the magic sound and did not observe the magic energy. The scary existence has disappeared.

  But Jiang Wang is indeed still lingering.

  Shoot at the barren tomb of the Ten Thousand Realms with an incalculable distance, controlling the thin demon energy to condense into a black magic spear, and almost killing him with one shot!

   If it weren’t for the same glory in the five provinces, if it wasn’t for the existence of the Genting Immortal Palace in the five provinces, how could there be a life now?

  Even, even with these, if Master Guanyan hadn't left a Buddha singing as a refuge, his soul would have been destroyed.

   is really a terrifying existence!

  Being able to be lured by such a terrifying Demon clan powerhouse to fall demon, I don’t know whether to say luck or misfortune!

   Jiang Wang thought about his own situation seriously.

  The Fourth Inner Palace had not yet engraved the instant Dao Shu, and it had already opened the Fifth Palace. Fortunately, the development of the Fourth Palace itself was already complete. The Dao Shu without engraving was just not suitable and refused to make do.

  It’s too late to engrave again.

  As for the newly picked red-hearted magical powers, there are immortal rules on the outside, and the core of the manifestation is not to be invaded by aliens.

  This reminded him of Lin Xian at the Yellow River Meeting.

  If Lin Xian’s unrestrained supernatural power is said to be unhindered and unfettered by the flesh. Then his pure-hearted supernatural power is that this heart is not infested by anyone or any power. In a sense, it can be "unrestrained" at the spiritual level.

  Of course, even the same magical powers can develop completely different effects in the hands of different monks.

  Supernatural power seeds do not mean that they are complete after they are taken off. They need to be developed and explored.

  Jiang Wang is very sure, there are more possibilities for the "red heart" magical powers, waiting for him to discover.

   He turned to think again, I don’t know if Zhao Xuanyang’s death has been noticed?

  Before, he thought that just staying in the ancient magic cave and waiting was probably the safest choice in terms of the external situation.

   is actually just a kind of gambling, and it cannot be fully confirmed.

  Because leaving the magic cave without authorization and revealing whereabouts, it will really lead to a terrible situation, as a last resort.

  Of course, the danger of the ancient magic cave itself was something he had never thought of.

  Jiang Wang just kept thinking about it all the time, until...

   "Are you going to pretend to be asleep?" A lazy female voice crawled into her ears like a snake.

  (End of this chapter)