Wen Jin finally recovered from his trance, and without hesitation, he immediately used the ability brought by the Qingzhi Xuanguo to adjust his talent to the high-grade spiritual root. He didn't expect Li Wuming to appear here so soon, and he didn't know his love-hate relationship with Mianye, and he didn't expect Mian Ye to tell Li Wuming his location.

Before he had time to react, Wen Jin pressed his hands down and watched the crowd slowly quiet down. Facing the expectant gaze of the crowd, he cleared his throat and said in a pretended profound: "Ladies and gentlemen, I admit that it was I who solved the ...... of the person who controlled your body and mind."

Shouts rang out from the crowd, followed by a round of applause.

"The light has come, and the evil will eventually fade...... Wen Jin held his forehead in his heart, feeling like a magic stick, "No one has the right to control anyone, let alone decide a person's beliefs." Don't take anything they say, folks, and watch your mental state...... I suspect that this experience will have some effect on you. ”

"Are you an immortal?" He heard someone shouting from the crowd. Wen Jin shook his head a little weakly, and responded: "No, it is not only the immortals who can save you, but also ourselves. Okay, it's not too early, let's disperse...... I wish you all enjoyed this wonderful evening. ”

The echo of gratitude from the crowd slowly dispersed, leaving only a few people still standing in place, including Guo Ke and his parents who were smiling, as well as Aunt Li.

Aunt Li smiled and walked forward quickly, holding Wen Jin's arm, the pair of small eyes that were squinted into crescents, revealing shrewd eyes looking Wen Jin up and down, how to look at it, how to feel pleasing to the eye, and praised in her mouth: "Sure enough, he is a capable young man, knowledgeable, self-motivated, and very beautiful...... she looked at Wen Jin's expression, "...... Very handsome, worthy of my delicate child. ”

She paused and opened her mouth, as if she was going to keep nagging if she wasn't interrupted. But she finally restrained herself and patted Wen Jin on the shoulder: "Good boy, I won't bother you and your friends to catch up." She glanced at Guo Ke on the side, "Finally, thank you, fairy boy." ”

Aunt Li winked playfully, as if she was ten years younger. Wen Jin's body suddenly tensed - did this see that I was an immortal cultivator, or did I say it casually? But then, he relaxed, and the time to say goodbye to this town was almost there, and Aunt Li knew that it was okay.

He raised his eyes to look in Li Wuming's direction, and unsurprisingly found that he had disappeared into the air, not knowing if he had disappeared into the crowd. Wen Jin shook his head and walked towards Guo Ke and his parents. Looking at the smile on Guo Ke's face, he found that this shy teenager had become a lot more cheerful since his parents found him.

Pacing towards Guo Ke, Wen Jin nodded to his parents, receiving kind replies from two middle-aged men and women. He looked at Guo Ke and sent out an invitation: "How about it, come with me and Rhubarb to find You Jiao'er?" ”

Rhubarb had long since gotten rid of the trembling feeling, and was wagging his tail frantically at Wen Jin, circling around him, no longer looking like he was cowardly to death before. But Wen Jin always felt that it was showing off, saying "I'm amazing".

After all, all the "ordinary townspeople" it found just now were proven to be members of the "Men in Black".

Guo Ke's face swelled with joy, and he was about to agree, but he opened his mouth, but hesitated. He looked at his parents who accompanied him, his eyes showed reluctance, the heavens and men fought for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth, faced Wen Jin and said, "No...... I'm not going. ”

Wen Jin glanced at Guo Ke deeply, and a helpless smile was outlined on the corner of his mouth. His face was slightly gloomy, and he said with a smile: "It's okay, if you don't want to go, you won't go." He glanced at him, "Spend more time with your parents." ”

After saying that, he turned around, glanced at the crowd, didn't find Li Wuming, shook his head, and walked in the direction of You Jiao'er alone. Rhubarb shook his head, wagged his tail, stuck out his tongue, and followed Wen Jin diligently, and a man and a dog walked under the starry night sky, gradually disappearing into the deep darkness.

Guo Ke looked from afar, his eyes were full of complexity.

……

As the crowd thinned out, the townsfolk gradually returned to their homes to enjoy the hard-won peace of the night. And in the midst of the gradually dispersing crowd, a figure stood silently. The figure was wearing a purple robe and a handsome face, it was Li Wuming.

Li Wuming heard what Wen Jin said, and he already had a general understanding of the cause and effect. After thinking about it, he opened his golden eyes, and there was gold flowing in his eyes, looking at Wen Jin.

In his eyes, the gold on Wen Jin's body was dull, like a child's stick figure, in line with his identity as an ordinary person. Li Wuming's pupils constricted so that he could observe Wen Jin's situation more deeply.

In an instant, his pupils contracted again, because he saw that there was a purple mass lurking inside Wen Jin's body, swaying, and occupying the surrounding meridians, staining it with bright purple, like a burning flame - Haoran Purple Qi!

Li Wuming muttered, "My golden years...... How is this still called me narcissistic? "Even the Ming Xuanzong, which is full of talents and gathers genius monks from all over the Central Continent, has not had such a demon for two years-

That purple qi represents, the high-grade spiritual root!

Thinking of what the face said, he unconsciously whispered to himself: "Is this what he called 'good seedling', is it really amazingly talented......" He suddenly came back to his senses, shook his head, and a sense of resistance rose in his heart, "No, no, you can't believe what he said so easily, he is a member of the black-clothed organization." ”

"Well, it remains to be seen whether he is a spy or not, tsk, I'm so smart." He praised himself, wandered over Wen Jin with a thoughtful look, and then looked away and looked at Guo Ke next to him. His pupils constricted, once again examining his talent.

As his pupils narrowed, the scene reflected in his eyes gradually moved inward from the golden lines that resembled stick figures, passing through Guo Ke's body to the essence. He saw that there seemed to be an ice-blue flame in Guo Ke's body that was spontaneously combusting without wind.

Stunned, he opened his mouth, and Li Wuming found himself a little speechless. He naturally knew what this meant, which meant that he had found another monk with a mid-grade spiritual root, and the heavens were pitiful! He himself is just a Jindan stage powerhouse with a mid-grade spiritual root.

Well, we must emphasize that the strong man in the Jindan period is the only capital he can narcissize now. He was somewhat convinced that they were not spies, because there was no need and would not go to great lengths to set up such a sacrificial deception.

I'm not going to be an immortal

I'm not going to be an immortal