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Chapter 8: The mountains full of holy laurels are so humble, it is not as good as blowing up the city and lifting the mountain.(1/3)

Chapter 1476 The holy glare in the mountains is so humble, it is better to blow up the city and spread the mountain

What's the meaning?

The spirit refiners on the city and under the city were stunned when they heard the sound.

If we say something differently, everyone can understand Xu Xiaoshou’s question.

It was nothing more than the first generation of Hongyi Fang's heart. He used the ten supernatural weapons, Blood Shadow Copper Coins to kill such a number of ghost beasts, and then constrain their souls, which led to resentment, but he was depressed on the holy mountain and lived a miserable life.

But...

His word is not "kill", but "salvation"!

What to redeemed?

Ghost beasts still need redemption?

If Fang Wenxin is the act of restraining the spirit of ghost beasts, it can be called "salvation".

Who are those who deviate from him and abandon his relatives and friends?

A fellow in red?

Or, Temple of the Holy Spirit?

It's nonsense, this is completely impossible!

"What Master Shou is saying, why can't I understand?"

"Do they have any secret words, or are they just being itchy when the old man is itchy, and what tricks do they want to kidnap the old red-clothed man?"

"I don't think so. Look, he doesn't stop Senior Fang from restraining the soul of the ghost beast and greedy god. He just says one word and is fearless..."

"So as you understand, ghost beasts, what else do we don't know, insider information?"

"Well, redemption..."

There was a commotion in the city.

Countless people chewed on this sentence, but couldn't appreciate it.

After all, in the Holy Spirit Continent, "ghost beast" is a forbidden word, and basically not many people have actually seen it before.

Not to mention anything else, Liu Changqing, who practiced the ultimate way of killing the Tao, had to take the risk of understanding the "ghost beast" after becoming a ghost beast.

This is the case with the killing of the Tao.

The world under the Dao is even more ignorant.

In the sky, after hearing the sound, Yu Lao narrowed his eyes slightly and saw no expression.

But his hands fell down.

Not only Zhong Yuanzi was put down, but also his weapons and a fishing rod.

"Um?"

Zhong Yuanzi looked at Fang Wenxin.

For the first time, he saw a dull look from this old and strong red shirt, and it was like a thunder struck by lightning.

The technique of soul-catching ten thousand ghosts that did not stop the blood shadow copper coins stopped because of their words. Fang Wenxin seemed to have been pulled away from his soul, completely distracted from his spirit.

"Um?"

Zhong Yuanzi didn't understand and turned to look at Mr. Yu again.

"Don't be um!"

Old Yu pulled his head over and said in a deep voice: "Leave it to them. Now the situation is, don't get involved."

"What the hell is it?" Zhong Yuanzi wondered. It sounded clearly that everyone knew some secrets, but I didn't know it?

"Don't ask."

"curious……"

"I know too much, and I can't even do research."

"Then I'm not curious."

Zhong Yuanzi shrank his head and wiped out all the presence in the sky, but suddenly felt something and frowned and glanced at the south.

South of Yujing City, in the Avenue of Death, a figure that was as unrestrained as a corpse slipped out quietly.

It was an orange figure, wearing a faceless mask.

He was holding a blood-red orb, and the holy power was injected in a shallow way, but suddenly his hands were weak and he slid down.

But he was stunned for a short moment and then woke up.

His figure shook and he returned to the great road.

“There is a situation…”

Zhong Yuanzi pointed to the south and was about to speak.

"Don't talk!"

Old Yu pushed his butt irritably and looked at Fang Wenxin.

Zhong Yuanzi wanted to speak but stopped, and finally sighed, and pretended that he had seen nothing.

Surrounded by nine copper coins, Fang Wenxin quickly came back to his senses. He shook his head and looked at Xu Xiaoshou with expressionless expression:

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

The Greedy God is still struggling.

The technique of soul-catching ten thousand ghosts did not activate again, but maintained a state of desire to stop.

Xu Xiaoshou smiled: "Do you don't understand, or are you unwilling to understand, or you are afraid too much, you clearly understand, pretend not to understand?"

Fang Wenxin calmly withdrew his gaze.

"boom!"

The void shook, and the art of soul-catching ten thousand ghosts continued to draw the soul of the greedy god.

"Senior Fang!" Xu Xiaoshou still did not stop him, but his voice rose and said loudly:

"You are too arrogant!"

“In this world, there is no one you can trust. Are you willing to share your hardships and walk side by side?”

Fang Wenxin was indifferent and his hands were speeding up.

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes swept towards everyone in Yujing City, took a deep breath, pointed at the God of Greedy from afar, and said aloud:

"The Ghost Beast Greed God comes from the Hui Palace of Xu Yue. I followed me when I was in a slight state. I have never killed anyone before."

"It is even restricted by me on weekdays. It cannot swallow meat, so it can only take some spiritual medicine and spiritual herbs, and it has a very difficult life."

"I have taught it, and there is no way to kill, only the alchemy technique to save the world and save people!"

Fang Wenxin's hand suddenly shook.

But the people in the city were surprised to hear it.

Ghost beast...

Alchemy?

Can this be combined into one piece?

It is hard to imagine how much imagination Xu Xiaoshou needed to open his mouth to imagine that this disaster beast had been refining alchemy before?

The scene was so funny that everyone thought about it. How could it really exist?

Xu Xiaoshou ignored everyone, and never looked at Fang Wenxin anymore, just told him:

"It practices alchemy day and night, and from a harmless little white cat, it turns into a third-grade alchemy cat."

"You heard it right now, it is equivalent to a throne-level old alchemist!"

There was a sudden roar in the city.

There are doubts, ridicule, and all kinds of abuse...

Old Yu was silent when he heard it.

He was neutral about Xu Xiaoshou's words and glanced at Fang Wenxin, but saw that he stopped his soul-catching and greedy behavior.

Xu Xiaoshou has never been caught up in criticism, and has never stopped his words:

"...In the process of elixir refining, the devouring body of the Greedy God was used by me to test poisons and try variously to study and create brand new elixirs."

"Maybe you don't believe it, but maybe you have really eaten the pill refined by the Greedy God."

"In the East Domain, in my cooperation with the Alchemist Association of Dongtian Wangcheng, the first batch of 'red gold liquid' comes from the hands of the greedy god!"

Fang Wenxin turned her eyes suddenly and looked at Xu Xiaoshou with trembling eyes.

Red gold liquid?
To be continued...
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