Yue Buqun's words were like a basin of cold water, but they made Ning Caichen recover from his flustered and complicated emotions.

Turning his head and looking at the hint that Fang Cai had just ignored, sure enough, as the other party said, with the intervention of the Heavenly Dao of this Chat Zhai World, the virus no longer has the contagious ability of the talker in Resident Evil.

"It's just...... I saw that the tiger demon behaved strangely, and was seriously injured by Elder Fahai several times, but it didn't take long for him to recover, if that centipede essence also took medicine, if it was to kill in the capital, how would this be good?"

However, even so, Ning Caichen's complexion did not improve much.

Recalling that the tiger demon Zhou didn't have a piece of good meat on his body before, but he was still not afraid of death and attacked Fahai's strange appearance, it was really reassuring.

The right talent Fahai against the Tiger Demon is not only a suppression of the realm, but also the way the other party takes the medicine is wrong, and there is not enough flesh and blood in the wilderness for it to evolve.

So although it seems to be quite a trick, in fact, it is all under control.

In case Pudu Cihang learns a lesson, takes advantage of the time they are on their way to replenish blood and food, and really takes the last step, it will not be as easy as it is now.

Perhaps seeing Ning Caichen's worries, Fahai smiled and said with relief:

"Don't worry, if you can cultivate to this point, all of them are talented and determined, but if that centipede spirit feels that what he is doing has a glimmer of hope for success, he will not easily use this kind of method with great side effects. ”

"At most, this medicine is used as a last resort to save its life, and we just need to be careful and not give it the opportunity to take the medicine during the whole process. ”

"Besides, even if we plan for the worst, that demon relies on potions and blood food to make a breakthrough, we are not without the strength to fight, at most...... Lead it to the wilderness, and then let the great god Nezha unlock the seal. ”

yes, how did I forget about this stubble?!

Suddenly clapped his fist high-five, and Ning Caichen called out unconsciously.

Once Nezha unlocks the seal of the Qiankun Circle, according to the Gou Group Master, the lowest is a figure at the level of a celestial immortal, and if it is replaced by the standard of a chat group, it will be a real sixth-order boss.

With him in charge, Hugh wants to say that a centipede essence that only made a breakthrough by means of tricks, I am afraid that the cultivators of the entire Liaozhai world will not be enough for him to fight alone.

"In this way, there really is nothing to be afraid of!"

Seeing the clouds and seeing the sun, Ning Caichen, who had a clear mind, began to set up a flag without knowing it.

"Hehe, nerd, for your pitiful sake, I reluctantly agreed to help you this time, sir. ”

Unexpectedly, after going around in a circle, the topic fell on him again, especially Fahai, the only designated boss in the group, who valued his ability so much.

On weekdays, he has always been regarded as a disaster by the people of Chentang Guancheng, and when has he been treated like this, Nezha is a little inflated, and even the tone of his speech has drifted by three points.

Knowing that the bear child wants to follow the hair, Ning Caichen will naturally not hesitate to say good things and flatter a few words.

Even Wang Ziwen made Nezha's cross-waisted appearance into an emoji and posted it on the public screen-

[We promise that we will never take the lead in using Nezha Dashen .jpg]

Originally, as the only child in the group, Nezha was quite popular with everyone.

For a while, everyone turned into a repeater and copied and pasted it one after another.

Even Nezha himself couldn't help but secretly collect a copy, and took it out in private and played it stupidly.

After another commotion, everyone agreed to gather in the capital in three days, except for Yue Buqun, who cultivated as a lowly cultivator, and Wang Ziwen, who was well versed in the road of Gou, and stayed to protect the safety of Ning Caichen's family.

At that time, it will be the time for them to fight to the death with the centipede spirit and the last two reincarnators.

......

Here, Fahai and his party have rested, and there is a huge Forbidden City over there.

The sleeping palace where the Son of Heaven rests in Zhengde has now become the general appearance of the small Leiyin Temple, there are clay statues of the Buddha and Bodhisattva everywhere, the treasure is solemn, the eyebrows are kind, and you can see at a glance that they are all from the hands of famous artists.

The two futons placed opposite each other in the middle are woven by picking the Ningxin grass in the depths of Yunmengze, which is exquisite in workmanship and has the effect of calming the mind.

It's just a bright and Zen scene, whenever night falls, there is always a shadow climbing up the golden body, such as a strange cluster, whispering, is standing far away outside the door of the guards, can feel the coolness rising from the heart of the feet.

Since the Son of Heaven heard that the national teacher would restructure the dormitory, no one has ever been able to insist on guarding the palace for three days.

However, the two people in the hall seemed to know nothing about this, and after completing today's lecture, the Son of Heaven was about to summon the palace maid to serve and rest, and saw that Pudu Cihang was still standing in place, and he didn't want to leave, so he couldn't help but smile with some curiosity and asked:

"The national teacher is so preoccupied, but there are ministers from the Imperial Historical Observatory who want to impeach you?"

"No, it's just that the poor monk is blessed to the soul, pinching his fingers and counting a hexagram, but it's ......"

Pudu Cihang's face remained unchanged, but his tone was a little hesitant.

"Oh, how about the hexagram, but let's listen to it?"

Emperor Zhengde was aroused for a while, and while asking the waiter maid to change his clothes and warm the bed, he stared at the face of the centipede spirit.

"Count ninety-five, the flying dragon is in the sky, and it is good to see the lord. ”

Pudu Cihang slowly spoke, and when he saw the stunned eyes of the Son of Heaven, he added.

"The poor monk calculates whether His Majesty can ascend to the Tao. ”

"Is that true?"

Originally, he was just joking, but when he heard such shocking news at first glance, the Son of Heaven didn't even care about the temple people who changed his clothes, and walked quickly to the centipede spirit with blazing eyes.

"Amitabha, monks don't speak. ”

Pudu Cihang's unfazed face is quite a bit of Fahai's true biography of talking nonsense with his eyes open.

"However, Your Majesty's ascension this time has one last calamity. ”

It seems to be to hold back Zhengde's appetite, and at every critical time, Pudu Cihang suddenly stopped talking.

"The national teacher said bluntly that if I can attain the fruition position, I will definitely not forget the merits of the national teacher. ”

Emperor Zhengde looked very excited, holding Pudu Cihang's old hand tightly like a withered branch, and he did not have the calmness and calmness of being a human monarch at all.

"Your Majesty is the king of a country, and you have the luck of the dynasty, and all laws will not invade. It's just that Xiao He defeated Xiao He, but now this Heavenly Son Dragon Qi has become the last shackle for His Majesty to ascend. ”

"Only by sacrificing the painstaking efforts of three thousand boys and girls, and following the example of the ancestral dragon, can we get rid of the shackles, and once Feng Xuan resists the wind, he can prove that he is at ease. ”

The old god of Pudu Cihang was there, as if he was not worried that the other party would reject his proposal at all.

"Three thousand boys and girls...... What's so difficult about this, I immediately issued an edict to empower the national teacher to do it. ”

After thinking about it for a moment, the Son of Heaven really smiled and agreed, as if in his eyes, the lives of the three thousand boys were not a big deal at all.

"Poor monk, I wish your majesty in advance, your wish will come true. ”

A dry flattery, without waiting for Zhengde to reply, Pudu Cihang turned around and left with a merciful face.

The deep flickering candlelight reflected his back in a crooked and spread like a demon.

......