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Chapter 116: Qixun

"But he is the only one who can enter the upper realm. The dragons in the lower realm are leaderless, and he cannot give up everything in the lower realm. Now what was just a fabrication has become true. Naturally, he will rush to find this saint to reproduce.

A candidate for the spiritual master's successor."

Yi Xiaorou paused, "What if it's a man?"

"Huh?" It took Nalan Mufeng a while to realize what Yi Xiaorou was saying, and he made a "pop" sound. Even though he tried hard to purse his lips, he still couldn't hide the funny smile on his lips.

"Ahem..." He coughed pretentiously, truly convinced by Yi Xiaorou's unique brain circuitry.

Yi Xiaorou was probably the first to ask such a sharp question.

Also, this kind of thing, the so-called guardian of the spirit race chosen by God is just fabricated out of thin air. It has never been seen before, and it is said to be chosen by God. Naturally, it is thought that it is a saint, so it must be a woman.

But I never thought that anyone could become the person chosen by God, including men, as long as they met Biyuxiao's requirements.

This was the conventional thinking of ordinary people. However, he was really curious about what was inside Yi Xiaorou's head.

Yi Xiaorou saw Nalan Mufeng thinking about her problem seriously, and then added, "A man can't have a child with a man."

Haven't they ever considered this possibility?

"Well, they really didn't think about this possibility." Nalan Mufeng paused before forcing the topic to go on the right track.

"There are many talents in the spiritual world, and in order to have offspring as soon as possible and to allow their spiritual masters to meditate and practice to break through the divine realm and ascend to the upper realm, it is natural to find a saint without delay. And in the spiritual world, there is a technique that can be found in an instant

A person's position, and the only one who knows this kind of technique is the Great Elder of the spirit world, he is particularly sensitive in some things!"

"The gifted saint is indeed good, but if the gifted saint is a heretic, wouldn't it be a shame for the current leader of the spiritual world who is a descendant of the divine world? And as the great elder of the spiritual world

Naturally, various factors have to be taken into consideration, so when looking for something, you can’t look for it in an open and honest manner.”

She squinted her eyes, so... Nalan Mufeng meant that her identity had already been discovered.

So, what doesn't mean they can't search openly and honestly, does that mean they planted some tracking device on her? But she doesn't remember that she has come into contact with any outsiders.

"Have you ever heard of Qixun? Qixun Qixun, in the six realms and outside the seven tribes, you can find everything."

Qixun... Well, she frowned. Then, who was the one who gave her Qixun? There are only a handful of people she has come into contact with here, including Zi Yuchen, Zi Ling, Nalan Xian, Shen Tianyun, etc.

, Bai Zhi is a demon, so she is naturally excluded, but apart from them, the only person she comes into contact with is the old man?

"With Qixun Fen leaning on you and using Qixun Butterfly as a guide, it will be easy to find the Saint."

"But if you can inject Qixun on me, you have already confirmed that it is me, right? Why go to all the trouble to inject Qixun on me?" Yi Xiaorou sensitively caught the loophole in Nalan Mufeng's words.

Facing Yi Xiaorou's question, Nalan Mufeng just stretched out his hand in a funny way and flicked her forehead. The force was not strong, but his behavior was a bit intimate, "Stupid, didn't I say that you are a saint?

But you are a heretic, so most of the spirit clan cannot tolerate you. Once the saint appears in the world, most of the higher-ups in the spirit world will know about it, but not everyone has the ability to know that the saint is a heretic. But now the spirit world

The world is gradually declining, and their only hope is you, the saint who meets once in a thousand years. Until those insiders who know your true identity figure out how to deal with your trouble, all their actions can only be done in secret.

You can't put it in a negative light, do you understand?"

Yi Xiaorou nodded. Nalan Mufeng had already made it clear enough. If she didn't understand, she wouldn't be able to explain it.

But she still had some questions.

"Who is that person?" she asked.

"Didn't you already guess it?" He curled his lips, put his hand on her head and ruffled her hair vigorously.

"..." He knows? But before she met the old man, she had never met Nalan Mufeng.

"Stupid, you underestimate me." He seemed to understand Yi Xiaorou's inner thoughts, he said.

"Great Elder? Then who is he?" She thought for a while, and the only key person who appeared in Nalan Mufeng's mouth just now was the Great Elder.

So, there is no doubt that the old man is the great elder, but he is the great elder, so who is the young man in the hall? What kind of person in the spiritual world can send one person to find the saint who is of great significance to them.

Nalan Mufeng raised his chin and narrowed his narrow phoenix eyes slightly, "If I guess correctly, he is probably the newly appointed world master of the spiritual world and the grandson of the great elder of the spiritual world, Yu Ziqing."

She furrowed her eyebrows, feeling somewhat clear in her heart, "But his name is Saint Shen Tianyun, and you did it?"

"He wants to find a saint, and I will help him. As for how he only looks at himself, he has nothing to do with me." Nalan Mufeng buried his face in her neck and narrowed his eyes comfortably. Rub it again.

In the summer, even he would feel stuffy. Suddenly such a treasure came. Holding her was like holding a piece of ice. The faint cold air drove away the sultry heat. It was so cool and comfortable.

The warm breath she exhaled sprayed on her neck, and she trembled. Even though she wanted to slap the man behind her and throw her out too many times, she still held it back.

"Even if that's the case, then he can't stay."

Nalan Mufeng raised his head when he heard the words, "He is not old, but his ambition is not small. He is not a idiot like Shen Tianyun and A Lang. Since he can become a world master at a young age, then he It’s not something you can mess with casually.”

Yi Xiaorou nodded, "I know."

So she didn't think about provoking anyone. If she wanted to kill someone, she didn't have to use her own knife to do it, right?

So the summary is that the saint, except for the first one, is just a child-bearing machine with excellent spiritual power to maintain the stability of the spiritual world.

But Yi Xiaorou always felt that something was wrong. All her powers were sealed, and she was a heretic. How did Xiao know that she had good talent? For now, Yi Xiaorou clearly understood one fact: she was a waste at the moment.

She felt that Nalan Mufeng was hiding something from her.
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