Four hundred and twenty-two, the image of the pangolin
The Taoist Bai Qing in front of Zhu Lingwu's eyes looked exactly the same as before, and even the light flashing slightly on the robe she was wearing was no different. There was no sign of the flaw in the pretending.
Of course, Zhu Lingwu is not good at really letting out his soul thoughts to examine carefully now, otherwise he might be able to distinguish more clearly, but now he can only observe with his naked eyes and test with words.
Thinking of the reminder of Taoist Bai Qing to him before, looking at the Taoist Bai Qing in front of him, Zhu Lingwu's suspicion in his heart inevitably deepened a little.
Although this Taoist Bai Qing seemed normal to say this, Zhu Lingwu believed in his feelings even more, so be careful not to make a big mistake.
Perhaps the reminder of Taoist Bai Qing to himself before was to tell himself that such a thing might happen in Fuyang Peak. Maybe it was because the mountain spirit of Fuyang Peak who liked to cause some trouble for newcomers.
Thinking of this, Zhu Lingwu deliberately delayed the time. If this Taoist Bai Qing was really pretending to be a human, then the real Taoist Bai Qing had already gone in and reported for so long, so it should have come out.
As long as the real Taoist Bai Qing comes out, the truth will be revealed.
No matter what, Zhu Lingwu is not that easy to deceive, so Zhu Lingwu is still like a good boy, and respectfully asked Taoist Bai Qing, but Hun Nian carefully observed the change in the expression of Taoist Bai Qing in front of him.
"A disciple like you, you should build a hut and live there. Don't worry, your spiritual power is insufficient and you can't build a hut with magic. I can help you build the frame of the hut, and then you can repair it yourself! It's often not too early, and there are still many things to take you to do today. Well, don't waste time, follow me quickly!"
The initial words of Taoist Bai Qing still seemed very normal, but for some reason, he seemed a little worried about the time.
As he said that, he was about to walk towards the courtyard gate. Now he did not release his jade plate-like magic weapon, as if he was about to walk with Zhu Lingwu.
"Oh, thank you Mr. Bai Qing! But, Mr. Master, are we just walking over like this? Otherwise, please take me there! It seems that this Fuyang Fairy Peak is much larger than I originally thought, so I won't waste my uncle's time!"
Although Zhu Lingwu also knew that he was suspicious of his neighbor stole the axe, the more he looked at it, the more suspicious he seemed to be looking at it. Now, he seemed to be more suspicious of the Taoist Bai Qing. In fact, all this may be that he was too careful.
But Zhu Lingwu was still careful to prepare and verify it.
This human form can be transformed, just like a nine-tailed fox like Xiao Daji, who becomes like whatever he wants. As long as his strength is higher than Zhu Lingwu, he cannot detect it carefully with his soul thoughts, and he cannot see the flaws.
But magical instruments cannot be transformed into a short period of time. If the Taoist Bai Qing in front of him cannot take out the magical instrument before, everything will be clear.
"Hmph, Hun, you disciple is so lazy. I used to take the lead in the magic of the peak master before, and I would take the initiative to lead you to the Immortal Peak. This is my duty. But now we are all inside the Immortal Peak. Can you not even have a flying spell? Okay, don't say more, follow me!"
After hearing Zhu Lingwu's words, Taoist Bai Qing directly taught a lesson, but what he said seemed to make some sense.
Although this Fuyang Fairy Peak is not a small place, Zhu Lingwu is not a mortal. He can fly by himself by just using a spell. Why do you keep letting others take you to walk?
Taking people to fly is also a waste of spiritual power.
As the Taoist Bai Qing said, he walked out of the courtyard, obviously not going to give Zhu Lingwu a chance to speak, and he had already reached the gate of the courtyard in a few steps.
But Zhu Lingwu was even more suspicious. Looking at the back of Taoist Bai Qing, a strange color flashed slightly in Zhu Lingwu's eyes. Should he believe him?
"Well, Uncle Bai Qing, I would like to ask, where is the ancestor palace of Fuyang Peak?"
"What are you asking about this?"
When Taoist Bai Qing heard this, he stood in front of the door again, turned his head and looked at Zhu Lingwu vigilantly, as if he was surprised by Zhu Lingwu's problem.
"Okay, Senior must be the mountain spirit of Fuyang Fairy Peak! Disciple, when you first come to Fuyang Fairy Peak, you don't know anything. Senior Shan Ling, please don't pretend to be a disciple!"
Zhu Lingwu is now completely sure that this was pretending to be the mountain spirit. Taoist Bai Qing took the initiative to take him to the Ancestor Hall to register his natal talisman.
Now this Taoist Bai Qing has no idea about this matter at all. Except for it being fake, he naturally doesn't need to explain it.
Even if you guess wrong, you have to be fooled once. Just like when you are playing the game of finding people, you can shout, don’t hide, I have seen you already.
When Taoist Bai Qing heard this, his eyes suddenly stared at Zhu Lingwu's face strangely. But who is Zhu Lingwu? Naturally, he was not guilty at all. He looked up at Taoist Bai Qing and treated him as he had seen through it completely.
"Hmph, this boy Bai Qing, said, has he already told you about me? OK, this boy, even my greatest pleasure dares to destroy me, I will definitely not spare him! What's your name?"
The pretending Taoist Bai Qing saw Zhu Lingwu's expression and did not stick to his identity. He just seemed to curse in his mouth with great annoyance.
Then the inspiration flashed on the posing Taoist Bai Qing, and the original human figure turned into an upright pangolin after the air fluctuated slightly.
The pangolin stood upright, about two meters high, but it was one head taller than Zhu Lingwu. I don’t know if it was intentional or what.
Its whole body was ink-colored, and the scales on its body were covered with fish-scale armor, and white fuzz grew between the scales, like burrs, but these fuzz were not very dense.
At this moment, it stood upright like a human, with a pair of lower legs appearing thick and powerful, while a pair of front paws bent slightly, and the tips of the claws were like the sharp claws of five small shovels. They looked extremely sharp and had a bright white luster.
Obviously, this claw allows it to easily dig a tunnel on the ground, and it is definitely a terrible weapon that can easily grab people into pieces.
On the pangolin's sharp head, the two black eyeballs looked very spiritual. It seemed that it was the so-called Fuyang Peak Mountain Spirit, but it didn't expect it to be a pangolin's spirit.
Now it appears completely in its physical body, which has also made Zhu Lingwu’s original idea ruin. Such a spiritual beast mountain spirit is not as easy to subdue as a spirit of the instrument.
Chapter completed!