The indescribable Taoist Lord

"What did the prince say just now? Could you please say it again?!" Yan Xi frowned suddenly, his tone was strange, and he inadvertently exerted a little force on his soles.

"Uncle Yan, don't blame me, I mean no offense...

Ouch, it hurts! ! ! "

Li Ping'an grinned, finally giving in - he admitted that he was provocative.

"No, the prince is right. The time is so short, I have to let the prince learn some new methods, new methods that can save his life at the critical moment."

Yan Xi recalled that day that made him dumbfounded. His blood-clothed war immortal was covered with talismans. The student in Tsing Yi who was so cautious was despicable. He also compared it with the audacious young immortal at Zhen'an Pass who dared to kill the great sage with a sword. He only felt that Somewhat dazed.

For him, no matter what the cost, as long as Li Ping'an could save his life, it would be a great thing. It was just a few talismans, and the palace had plenty of them.

"Although this method is straightforward, it will inevitably disturb your Taoist mind. It must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary..."

Yan Xi warned him like this at that time.

"This is a life and death situation, right? Lao Wang can't wake up no matter how he screams. It doesn't look like his down-to-earth nature. I don't know if he is really sleeping or pretending to be sleeping.

These ghosts are so sure, maybe he really has the blood of Nashi Laozi.

If that's the case, there will be a big problem, and I will have to use this talisman to go out. "

Li Ping'an vomited for a while and regained consciousness. He thought about subconsciously wiping the dirt from the corners of his mouth with his sleeves, but as if he thought of something, he stopped with his hands and stared straight at the people in front of him. A Daoji fishman looks at it.

He took the time to look inside at his injuries. Most of them were flesh wounds, but the rotten poison was indeed quite powerful and had a profound impact on his body.

However, now that he didn't have to hide anything, he just took the mysterious pouch in his hand, picked out a reasonably effective spiritual dish, and chewed it randomly in his mouth - the juice splashed and flowed from the corner of his mouth, which had been filled with thousands of people. The extremely chaotic spiritual energy of heaven and earth caused by Zhang Sujie's detonating talisman was straightened out, and a clear spiritual aura spread out, making people feel relaxed and happy.

The putrid smell on Li Ping'an's body gradually diminished, and the wound began to heal as the blood flowed. Although the clothes are in tatters, I don’t care about that much.

This is also taught by Yan Xi - although the elixir is mild and full of efficacy, it is too slow to act if swallowed. If you chew the elixir directly, you can quickly recover from your injuries during the battle and replenish your own spiritual energy. Yuan.

Needless to say, this was the reason he figured out after seeing Zhang Qinghe defeating demons in Zhen'an - although the road went astray, it really worked if he couldn't stand it.

After all, the Demon Suppressing Prince's Mansion can open a wealth-gathering pavilion, and secretly supplying a large number of elixirs to his eldest son is a trivial matter.

Zhang Qinghe felt a little embarrassed when he saw that the number overlapped with his. He felt that in his heart, Wang Zhixin seemed to be looking at him with a strange look.

The inspection was indescribably complicated, and if I was right, there was also a slight - sourness? !

"Teacher, why don't we take action now?" It wasn't that Wang Zhixin couldn't hold himself back, but Zhang Qinghe never informed him of the time to take action, which made him unprepared.

"Not urgent."

"But Brother Li has almost finished dealing with these miscellaneous blood aquarium people. If he deals with them again, we won't be able to talk to him."

Wang Zhixin asked in confusion.

"I didn't ask for a call in the first place. Although these things are not evil souls, there must be restrictions to protect them secretly. If you search for the souls, they will be destroyed."

"Then what exactly am I waiting for?"

Wang Zhi was thoughtful, he had some vague guesses in his heart, and turned his attention to the pale and distorted shrine tower.

"You guessed it right. Ping An's talisman almost collapsed half of the entire Maocun. What's more, it started from the center of the whirlpool ring, but the pale ancient tower was still unscathed. This shows that there is some kind of power inside. And will not be awakened by big movements.

Combined with the fact that the cries of the water tribe praying for rain can communicate with the spirit of heaven and earth and specific Tao and principles, they must also have mastered the method of communicating with shrines.

But now if you wake up, it will only make them think that this is a situation that we have carefully set up, and they will not have the idea of ​​​​fighting to the death.

It would be better to leave Ping An alone outside - Ping An is not strong enough, and there is a possibility of victory, and his awakening alone will make everything appear to be an accident, which may not force them to activate the shrine and shout something to protect themselves. "

Zhang Qinghe spoke calmly, like a chess player who was good at planning, but his human touch was somewhat lessened - Wang Zhixin inexplicably remembered the banquet in Chang'an that night. When everyone was sleeping soundly, Zhang Qinghe left alone and told him to give it to Shang Qinghe. Seeing the mortal Li Ping'an adding some clothes, a burst of silence arose in his heart, followed by a vague concern.

What has Zhang Qinghe experienced, what is he going through, and what will he go through before he is subtly changed into what he is now? This level is not deep, but this trend is particularly regrettable. Wang Zhixin prides himself on being a person who cannot express emotions, but he is still worried about where his teacher will go in the future.

"I see."

After a long time, Wang Zhixin finally responded, and then there was a long silence - Zhang Qinghe was indeed not wrong, and it was not that he didn't save him. Moreover, this was a test that Li Ping'an had to go through.

Killing those who are related to evil spirits will make you feel sick. As the heir of the Demon Suppressing King, Li Tuizhi is really embarrassed.

"Huh...Human, you are fine!"

Liu Mao covered his broken arm and gasped fiercely. Liu Biao seemed to be fine, but was in a bit of pain from the aftermath.

These two people were considered to be among the highest-ranking people in Maocun, so their injuries did not appear serious. On the contrary, the rest of the Daoji murlocs seemed to be stooped, with a burnt smell exuding from their bodies, and blood dripping constantly. Can't see the complete appearance.

"People want to kill me, but I can't kill people?"

Li Ping'an sneered and retorted without hesitation - his temper did not allow him to be angry with these ghosts.

"It was your companions and yourself who broke into our secret realm! Once you come in, you should be the food we are waiting for, or a gift from God. It is your destined destiny!"

Liu Biao roared as if he was hoarse, causing Li Ping'an to feel uncomfortable.

"Then let me see how you kill me!"

Li Ping'an didn't know the situation, so he floated Luo Tianmu in his hand, and the mysterious sky spread out in a radius of three feet, and the light of stars appeared.

This time it's Tianshu, he must be killed on the spot.

"The Immortal Mother Shui Yuan has wonderful wisdom. Her body is in Cang Yuan, and her earth is in the east. Her incarnations are hard to predict, and all things are pregnant with each other.

Taking the bloodline of my spiritual race as my guide, I respectfully invite...the Son of God to come to the dust..."