All along, whether it is actual combat or the focus of training, it is the skill of the thunder attribute, and the use of a thousand birds, a thousand birds, a sharp spear and a thousand birds, etc., is really refreshing and quick to use.

However, although the power of the thunder attribute skill is great and the speed is fast, the disadvantage is that the long-range attack means are lacking, and the level of change is not enough, so it cannot play complex and changeable attacks.

At this point, the fire skill can make up for it very well.

Fang Shaoping had already made up his mind to develop the Hao Fireball Skill Tree that had been neglected for a long time.

"Little brother, aren't you tired after standing for so long?"

Fang Shaoping was suddenly startled, his eyes looked at one of the lit rooms, just now he didn't notice anyone's approach, and he didn't feel the sense of crisis that he was locked in, obviously, the person in that room far surpassed himself in terms of perception.

"Come in and talk!"

There was a sentence coming, Fang Shaoping knew that this was Xuan Zhenzi's probability of eight or nine, so he lightly arched his hand and said:

"But it's disrespectful."

Fang Shaoping walked straight to the front of the house with the lights on, pushed the door in, and there was a violent strong light in front of him, which stimulated him to open his eyes, he covered his eyes with his hands, and felt that the strong light shone himself from top to bottom at a very fast speed and then disappeared suddenly.

Fang Shaoping took down the hand that covered his eyes, glanced at a gossip-shaped mirror on the ceiling, and then landed on a white-haired old man with a clear face in front of the square table.

Although the old man's hair was all snow-white, his face was as delicate as a baby, and his eyes were bright, and he was intoxicating with a cup of tea.

Fang Shao said calmly, I can't let you take the initiative, Lao Tzu likes to play cards out of common sense!

"Senior Xuan Zhenzi, that burst of strong light just now, is it the legend that can shine monsters out of a circular demon mirror?" Fang Shaoping stepped forward with a look of curiosity, and when he saw that he also had a cup of tea on his side, he picked it up and drank it all without hesitation.

Lao Dao smiled, naturally filled Fang Shaoping with another cup of tea, and said slowly:

"There are no demons here, only ghosts."

Fang Shaoping waved his hand indifferently:

"Oops, it's one thing, it's one thing."

"No, it's definitely not the same thing."

The old Taoist elder said with a shimmering eye:

"Everything in the world, anyone with life can become a demon, but only a person can become a ghost when he dies with resentment."

Fang Shaoping blinked and said:

"Then can I understand it this way, there are good and bad in the monsters, but the ghosts that become resentful are all bad?"

"That depends on what kind of grudge it contains."

The old Taoist elder seemed to have penetrated Fang Shaoping's gaze, saw the various states in the world, and sighed:

"If a good person is killed, it is possible to become a powerful ghost and find an enemy to ask for his life."

Fang Shaoping felt a little unhappy and said:

"Since ancient times, ghosts have different paths, ghosts don't hurry up to reincarnation, is it reasonable to stay in the world and kill people? Is it true that the ghost only seeks revenge on those who hurt her? What is it for innocent people to be implicated and killed by ghosts? What is it if a good person is killed by an evil spirit? ”

"There is no love without a cause, and there is no hate without a reason."

The old Taoist's gaze fell on Fang Shaoping again, and the expression on his face became deep and mysterious:

"Just like you, Tong Minghuang, your brother, Tong Minghui, is he a good person?"

Fang Shaoping was secretly happy in his heart, the main topic has finally arrived, it is not in vain that Lao Tzu will chew the words with you here!

"Of course my brother is a good man!"

Fang Shaoping immediately entered the role of his younger brother and said confidently:

"Our parents died early, it was my brother who raised me, and my brother provided for me to go to school, without my brother, I would have been a beggar a long time ago!"

The old Taoist sighed lightly and said:

"In your eyes, your brother is an out-and-out good person, even the best person in your mind, but ......"

Bang!

"Stinky Daoist! Hugh is going to speak ill of my brother! ”

Fang Shaoping slapped the table and stood up, his eyes widened angrily, and he secretly said in his heart, according to the urine nature of the main god, the more realistic he acted, the more dry goods the old Taoist confided out, and the greater the probability of completing task one!

"There's no need to be angry, it's a big injury to the liver, this is actually a loss of life, you came to me, didn't you just want to know the cause of your brother's death?" The old Taoist priest's eyes were deep, and he said slowly.

"How the hell did my brother die! I'll tell you the truth! I see it! I really saw ghosts! I was in the same car with him that day......"

Fang Shaoping's tone was urgent, but he was interrupted by the old Taoist priest raising his hand, and he pointed to the tea on the table:

"Sit down and drink it."

Fang Shaoping took a deep breath, sat down slowly, stared at the old Taoist priest, picked up the tea and drank it all as soon as he raised his head, it was strange to say, after drinking this cup of tea, Fang Shaoping felt that his mentality was inexplicably calmer.

"Is the gourd silk in your backpack returned to its original owner?"

Fang Shaoping was shocked, this old Taoist could see through his eyes, it was estimated that he had already seen the gourd silk he brought, so he was willing to invite himself in to chat!

Then there's no need to hide it.

Fang Shaoping simply put down his backpack, took out the wooden box from it, and handed it to Xuan Zhenzi.

Lao Dao stroked the wooden box, and said with a hint of memory on his face:

"After so many years, the cowherd baby has now become a little old man! It's a pity that no one around Yunding Mountain will remember his goodness, and his merits are actually enough to make the people around Yunding Mountain grateful to him for several lifetimes, and even offer him up and give him incense and blessings. ”

Fang Shaoping's heart moved, and he thought of the story of the big bell stone told by the old stall owner, so he asked mysteriously:

"Is it because of the boy's urine under the big bell stone?"

A strange light flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, and then he smiled and said:

"This cowherd baby seems to have kept this in mind all the time and told people everywhere, right?"

Fang Shaoping nodded and said:

"It should be so, but no one believes what he says, because the Great Bell Stone has never appeared to the spirit, so no one takes his words to heart, and they all think that he has bragged all his life."

"Hahahaha......"

The old Taoist priest laughed loudly, he stretched out his finger and pointed at Fang Shaoping and said:

"I also have a real fate with you, I haven't laughed so much for so many years, since you brought the gourd silk I gave to the cowherd baby, then I'll tell you something."

Fang Shaoping immediately sat upright, not squinting, he knew that whether the main task could be completed or not depended on what kind of words the old Taoist priest spit out.

Xuan Zhenzi took a sip of tea lightly, and said in an ethereal tone:

"I'll tell you a story!"

- Reminder of the Lord God:

Important information received, as soon as the main quest enters the countdown to completion, please maintain the current state and do not leave.

Fang Shaoping's expression became extremely serious, he knew that task one was about to be completed, and he was really curious about why the blue female ghost gnawed on his brother's head in the pre-plot.