"Shen Kong...death penalty!"

The lingering sound lingers in this land and reverberates in this space. It is low and hoarse, as if it has an indescribable special magic power, which is touching.

At this moment.

Whether it was Xu Fu, the water friends in front of the live broadcast room, or senior officials from various countries, they were all stunned. The breeze blew, and what they felt was lingering shock.

No one knows what happened to the other party, but the weight of a strong Nascent Soul cannot be questioned by anyone. The key to the problem lies in that talisman.

Shen Kong turned a deaf ear to what everyone was thinking. He straightened his body and walked straight towards Xu Fu. With his pupils glowing with blood, he glanced at the talisman again with fear and said in a deep voice:

"What is your relationship with that person?"

you?

He calls me you?

The terrifying god of death in front of me, who is absolutely capable of taking on the entire Blue Star on his own, actually calls me you? Why? Because of this cinnabar sword talisman?

Xu Fu looked sideways, glanced at the top of his head from the corner of his eye, hesitated for a moment, and told the truth: "I, I don't know, this talisman was given to me by my senior sister."

He didn't lie.

He knew nothing about the origin of this sword talisman. It was undoubtedly the most idiotic and stupid behavior in the world to deceive someone whose realm had crushed him.

Can't hide it.

You don't even need to think about it, their experience can be seen through you at a glance.

"Your senior sister?"

Shen Kong was stunned:

"What's it called?"

"Li Qingjun."

"No impression."

Shen Kong searched through his memories but could not find any personal information about the other party, indicating that she was not the powerful giant from five thousand years ago: "Can you introduce me to her?"

"this…"

Worry that God is empty and has ulterior motives.

Xu Fuzheng was about to decline politely, when suddenly, a cold message came into his consciousness: "Master knows him, bring him to Sijiu City, master is here with me."

After holding back the words on his lips, Xu Fu respectfully made a sideways gesture:

“What an honor!”

…

Live broadcast room.

Looking at Xu Fu, who was "wandering to the enemy", water friends from all over the world whispered to each other:

"Oh, this guy is just a wallflower, isn't he? Will he fall into the wind?"

"Is this the town-state level of Longhan Land?"

"If you really discredit Long Han, get out of here. It's embarrassing."

"Silly dog ​​upstairs, it is said that those who know the current affairs are heroes. Isn't that bad? To turn a fight into friendship, do you have to make the murderous god angry for you to be happy?"

"What should I do with the soldiers who died in battle?"

"When it comes to fighting, how can anyone not die?"

"that is."

"Everyone knows about war. Long live peace!"

“…”

Forty-nine cities.

Different identities will see different things. Even if they see exactly the same scenery, the senior officials of Longhan all agree with Xu Fu's approach.

"Xiao Xu is good, he is flexible and flexible, and he deserves to be commended."

"So good."

"Public opinion on the Internet...Xiao Zhao, please control it."

"Then Lao Xu."

"Organize the manpower, count the number of casualties, and provide adequate pensions. In addition, if the monks died in this battle, their families will be supported by the state, and they must not be treated unfairly."

"One more thing."

"Secretly investigate who the "him" mentioned by the God of Death is, and spare no effort to win over him. Even if he cannot win over, he must not become his enemy."

"Oh, right."

"Sword Immortal and Chen Changsheng, I'll try my best to make a trip to Xiao Li in a while, bring some cultivation resources, ask them if they have anything needed, and move around frequently."

"The world is going to be in chaos..."

…

About one stick of incense.

Sijiucheng, Li Qingjun’s residence.

Xu Fu invited people to come.

Opening the door, Lord Shen Kong looked out, smelling of sandalwood, the master and the apprentice were playing chess. The former's pure white robe was particularly eye-catching, exuding an aloofness:

"Great Heaven, Your Excellency..."

Yi Qinglan waved his hand to signal Li Qingjun to suspend the chess game, then stood up and bowed: "When the wind blows, above the willow branches in the moonlight, I look at Qingfeng. Yi Qinglan has seen Venerable Shen Kong."

"He was originally a disciple of Qingfeng."

Shen Kong suddenly realized:

"So, that sword talisman came from your hand?"

"Exactly."

Five thousand years ago, the master of Qingfeng Temple had a good relationship with Chen Yi. In his spare time, he asked the other party for some sword power to help him realize the Tao. The sword talismans were refined here, a total of twelve pieces.

Yi Qinglan glared at Xu Fu:

"evil creature."

"Do you know that the venerable heir is the King of Zhenhai who was personally consecrated by Emperor Shenyu five thousand years ago? He is so powerful that he can kill all mortals. He even calls me "senior" when he meets his master."

"How many heads do you have for being disrespectful to His Holiness? You still haven't apologized to His Holiness!"

Shen Kong shook his head and stopped Xu Fu who was about to kowtow: "That's all, since you are a disciple of Qingfeng's lineage, I betray Qingfeng to save face, so I won't do it again."

"The Lord is benevolent and righteous."

Yi Qinglan bowed again, neither humble nor overbearing, and showed enough courtesy, turned around and shouted:

"Why don't you get out quickly?"

Xu Fu bowed and resigned, Shen Kong was also satisfied, sat down on the futon, and Li Qingjun poured tea. Everyone was happy: Jianghu is not about fighting and killing, but Jianghu is about human relations.

"It's better for you guys who cultivate the way of heaven."

After a cup of tea, Shen Kong looked at Yi Qinglan and couldn't help but sigh:

"God's grace is so great that I can reincarnate with the magic weapon from my past life. It's not like me who spends a thousand days collecting firewood and burning it in one day, only to go back to the pre-liberation period with empty hands after one reincarnation."

"This junior has stopped practicing the ruthless way a long time ago."

Yi Qinglan said while cleaning up the mess:

"Moreover, the reincarnation of magic weapons is not a privilege for younger generations. In fact, since the recovery of spiritual energy entered the second stage, monks' magic weapons have been reincarnated one after another."

"oh?"

Shen Kong's eyelids twitched, he played with the porcelain cup and muttered:

"This is not good news."

People can be reincarnated because they have three souls and seven souls, but the magic weapon is a dead object. How can they be reincarnated? Unless there is an invisible black hand behind the scenes, adding fuel to the fire.

"It's a blessing, not a disaster. It's a disaster that can't be avoided. Once it comes, it's safe to do so."

"You have a good heart."

Lord Shen Kong praised him and then changed the subject:

"Can Qingfeng be reincarnated?"

"I haven't noticed the master's aura yet."

"What about him?"

"he…"
To be continued...