The indescribable Taoist Lord

“Are you talking about the mask and divine card of this Heavenly Palace?

I forgot to tell you that when I was sorting out old things, I accidentally found them in the secret room of my mentor's study on Yansheng Peak and put them away away from Xu Zhijie and Wang Sheng. "

Wang Zhixin didn't seem to be arrogant, but his tone was a little low. Zhang Qinghe naturally knew that the "teacher" here did not refer to him, but to Xu Huaijin.

He also felt that his teacher was inextricably linked to the Heavenly Palace, so when he saw his mentor's mask, he had some ideas and put it away without telling anyone.

When Zhang Qinghe responded to Daojun earlier, when he persisted in his handwriting saying "lay out the immortals and gods, they will perish on the road to move mountains", he already had some premonitions, so he saw that the mentor he had once suspected had the so-called "Heavenly Palace" "Evil Man" mask, it doesn't seem surprising.

Or perhaps, Xu Huaijin knew his temperament and deliberately stayed with him before leaving for convenience.

After all, the people who understand Wang Zhixin best in the world are not just his parents.

"Fulu Xingjun's mask and divine card..."

Zhang Qinghe looked at the mask of Cihe, the old man who seemed to control the world's blessings, and murmured involuntarily in his heart.

After all, this is not the first time he has seen this mask with some background recently - Xu Nieyu took this mask, but ended up going to Beiyin Mountain and having his soul swallowed up by evil spirits in order to plan.

Xu Huaijin took it as a righteous act, which became the last straw for Shou Yongzi.

That day, the Nan Zhao family's young boy, Zhao Haitang's cousin, also took it. He was intertwined with endless straw and was born in the flesh. He became a straw evil spirit that was worse than death. He was finally eliminated by Zhang Qing and Bin Tiejian. Amidst the ashes of the calamity, he finally found relief.

"Obstinate..."

Zhang Qinghe was a little hesitant. He didn't believe in fate at first, but in a place like Zhongtian Realm, under the eyes of the gods, the so-called fate was turned into concrete strings and could be manipulated at will. He had to accept it. Soft.

"Zhi Xin, please don't wear the mask of Mr. Fulu Xing."

Wang Zhi was a little confused - he was actually a little excited about going to the secret realm of Xiantai. After all, a hidden corner of the world was unfolding in front of him, not to mention that he had suffered a hidden loss to the Shuiyuan Fairy Mother before.

"Teacher, why is this?"

“There’s something ominous about this mask…

Fulu may be a little petty...or maybe it's a problem with the mask's mechanism. Although Tianji is covered up, every one of them does not end well. "

Zhang Qinghe was silent for a while, then slowly answered.

After all, Zhongtian is the realm of immortals and gods, and Fuluxingjun is the master who specializes in wealth. Even if he hides it extremely well, so that he doesn't care about these jumping ants or trivial details, it will eventually cause some kind of The backlash of the mechanism.

But... If the person who specializes in fortune and wealth is like this, then why does Tai Sui Xingjun, who specializes in destiny, seem to have no reaction at all?

Zhang Qinghe was slightly puzzled.

However, I'm afraid this is something that should only be considered after meeting Tai Sui Xingjun.

"The teacher is also afraid, and will he believe in fate?"

Wang Zhixin was no less confident than the current Zhang Qinghe - but he also realized that as a representative and a symbol of Tai Su in the world, Zhang Qinghe would undoubtedly know more, so he could not help but take it seriously.

"Since fate really exists, we have to believe it. I'm not afraid of Mr. Fulu Xing. I'm just worried about you."

Zhang Qinghe sighed with emotion.

This is indeed true. He is not worried about himself at all. The road is already dead, or in other words, he can only jump on the dead road repeatedly to see if there are any traces of a new road. But for Wang Zhixin, he still really hopes not to Died midway.

If one's destiny is affected by this mask, that would be something that is hard to accept.

"So you are concerned about me?"

For the first time, Wang Zhixin disobeyed Zhang Qinghe's will, took over his body, and briefly put on the mask of the kind old man.

A green robe with tattoos spread out from around the skinny young man, changing his body shape and spreading a wave of wealth and merit, as if all the blessings in the world were in his hands.

Apart from anything else, it was quite surprising that this dull young man did this for the first time in front of Zhang Qinghe according to his own wishes.

After all, Zhang Qinghe and Zhang Qinghe's death represented that he should be respectful and unwilling to disobey the great existence.

"Fulu is a god in heaven, and he came down to this mortal world to take pity on this world."

Wang Zhixin recited a sentence silently and smiled brightly.

This was the most arrogant thing he had ever done since he became a disciple of Yitaisu, but his dull face showed the most joy.

"My teacher said that the revenge of the tenth life can still be repaid. Although he wanted to level the mountain, destiny is also inseparable from this person in the sky. As a student, I naturally have to be connected with him.

Besides, this Fulu Xingjun needs someone to be the one. "

Wang Zhixin had also heard of Zhou Huaian's alchemy method. It would be better to say that it was through him that Li Ping'an got the complete alchemy method.

Looking at it now...

Naturally, he wrote it down silently that day, and finally waited until it came into use.

"How come you can do this too?!"

Zhang Qinghe was a little dumbfounded. From this moment on, the upper reaches of the years and the lower reaches of the years seemed to overlap. Although the "Straw Song" was strangled by him with his iron sword and Lord Fulu Xing three generations ago in the wind and snow, at this moment, a few words were actually passed down.

However, nature has long lost its ability to catalyze the evil seeds of straw.

"I don't know where I heard a phrase, but it seems to be related to Lord Fulu Xing. I just used it casually. Why, is there any problem?"

Between the wide green satin of Fulu Xingjun, an old and steady voice sounded from his throat.

After Wang Zhixin took control of his body, Zhang Qinghe didn't do much anymore. He just huddled in a corner of the lake in his heart and kept talking.

"It's okay... You chose your own path. I'm very happy that you can have your own ideas."

Zhang Qinghe smiled and said - although he still has to be involved in what happens next, he is no longer suitable to come forward in person, so it is just right to peek in secret.

But at this moment, Li Pingan twisted his waist, frowned, and muttered something.

Not bad, the negative impact of distorting reality and cognition has been eliminated. With the characteristics of the elixir method, after self-correction and repair of the soul, it is a particularly natural thing for Li Ping'an to wake up.

However, as soon as the young man opened his eyes, he began to observe his surroundings. His mind swept away, and his attention returned to the person carrying him. Then his eyes suddenly widened and he struggled wildly, as if he was about to be "Fulu Xingjun" What a terrible situation he was brought into.