At the end of the day, Ling Baili begged for two steamed buns from Li Po.

When he was about to return to the city wall, he saw three monks.

The three monks got up early, and they had already begun to survey the city, intending to find a suitable place to build a small spiritual temple for the Lonely Soul.

Seeing the three of them, Ling Baili stepped forward and said, "Good morning, three masters."

"Lord Ling is a good ......"

Lingfan Lingyuan saw him and replied in unison.

"Master Ling, now the location of the small spirit temple used to cross the soul has been found, but according to the current shortage of resources in Fengtian and the shortage of strong men, I am afraid it will take a while to complete."

Monk Xuanyang looked at an empty field not far from the appearance of the 'mourning god' and said.

Ling Baili nodded: "If during this period of time, how should the 'Mourning God' attack again?" ”

"I'm sorry, the poor monk doesn't have the extra strength to urge the Buddha Pan Luo Jade Array again, Fengtian can only ask for more blessings."

Monk Xuanyang shook his head.

Although Ling Baili was disappointed, there was no way.

"You're saying that you have a 'Kaza' in Mukden?"

A shadow suddenly walked out of the wooden building, interrupting the silence, and the person who came was Sijie Xunqing.

Lingfan Lingyuan and the two looked at this girl who suddenly appeared, and they had lived for a few days, and they had never seen this girl.

"Master Ling, who is this woman?"

Xuanyang looked at Ling Baili and asked.

"Oh, I don't know ...... either"

Ling Baili said lightly.

"What?"

As soon as Ling Baili's words fell, the three monks were all stunned.

"Hmph, I'm Si Jie Xunqing, the lord of Beiyang County in Daman, and the 'mourning god' you are talking about is called 'Kaza' in our Daman."

Sijie Xunqing snorted coldly and said, "You have 'Kaza' haunted in Fengtian, no wonder you have this smell."

When the three monks of Xuanyang heard this, they were all shocked, they never expected that the girl in front of them who looked unusually beautiful would be the lord of the barbarian county.

"Master Ling, allow the Great Barbarian County Lord to enter the Great Yan Realm, I think Lord Ling's state of mind is even more open-minded than Lingyuan Lingfan."

Monk Xuanyang quipped.

Ling Baili smiled indifferently, then looked at Sijie Xunqing, and asked, "You said that you Da Man also have a 'mourning god'?"

"Not only the barbarian, but the 'Mourning God' can haunt anywhere because it is not a living being, she is an evil curse."

Sijie Xunqingdao, with a slight solemnity in his tone.

Curse?

These two words made Ling Baili have a trace of curiosity.

"The things that are generally seen are not complete 'mourning gods', it can be said that it is a little power projected by the 'mourning gods' in the world, and this information is recorded in the ancient genealogy of the Great Barbarians."

Esprit continued.

Ling Baili was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that the terrifying existence that appeared that night was actually just formed by a force projected by the main body.

What kind of existence should the so-called 'mourning god' ontology be?

"Lord Sijie, your expression tells me that there is already a way to deal with it?"

Xuanyang asked.

Sijie Xunqing nodded with a smile and said, "There is indeed a way...... There seems to be a connection between the Heavenly Dao and the immortal cultivators, similar to the power projection like the 'Lost God', and the immortal cultivators can easily defeat them with the use of immortal spiritual power. ”

"Immortal cultivators?"

Monk Xuanyang frowned, and said: "Master Sijie may not know something, Dayan's cultivation resources are scarce, and immortal cultivators are even more scarce, at least this Fengtian is unmanned."

Esprit shook his head: "Is there really none?" So what is the imitation immortal technique? ”

Imitation immortal skills?

After hearing this, Xuanyang's faces changed.

Sijie Xunqing moved his gaze to Ling Baili, and the three of Xuanyang also looked over.

"Master Ling, what is this?"

What's the situation? I'd like to ask about it myself.

What inexplicable imitation of immortal skills?

What kind of fame is this Esprit doing? Do you think that the power of my account is the so-called imitation immortal technique?

Ling Baili was puzzled in his heart, but his face was as calm as water, and he said, "When I was young, I practiced this technique under an immortal, and I was lucky enough to practice it. ”

"What, you actually practiced?!"

"This ...... Master Ling, why didn't you say it earlier, now that you have the power of Lord Ling, you naturally don't have to worry about the 'loss of God'. “

Xuanyang Monk, Lingfan, and Lingyuan were all shocked, and Xuanyang then spoke: "Then seize the opportunity to get rid of the 'Mourning God' tonight, we can't delay it any longer, the lonely evil spirit in the city is getting stronger and stronger, if it is delayed any longer, the situation will develop to the point of no return......

"Then it will be arranged by Master Xuanyang."

Ling Baili nodded.

……

"Why do you keep pestering me? You're really annoying."

Ling Baili sat on the city wall, and behind him was the constantly entangled Sijie Xunqing, Ling Baili said with some annoyance.

"We big brute girls have a custom that they like men who are stronger than themselves, and because you are the man I like, I want to pester you all the time."

After the last war, Esprit has matured a lot, and he will not feel shy when he says this kind of thing.

Ling Baili's brows furrowed.

"I don't know where I'm worthy of your pursuit?"

"Because you're good-looking, because you're amazing......"

The corners of Ling Baili's mouth twitched fiercely, he had never seen such a brazen person.

"Your body has recovered?"

Ling Baili asked a few more words, but he didn't pay much attention to the expression on the other party's face.

Esprit nodded and said, "Recovery, the ...... has been restored."

"So fast?"

Ling Baili was taken aback.

"Grandma Yao's medical skills are very powerful, these wonderful herbs are not available in the barbarians, they are very magical!"

Esprit said with a smile, her eyes narrowed slightly, shining with a charming light.

Ling Baili was silent, then stood up, gathered his thoughts, and left directly.

"Where are you going?"

Sijie asked abruptly.

Ling Baili didn't reply, walked down the stairs, and entered the city wall hut.

Seeing this, Sijie Xunqing didn't get up, and moved to Ling Baili's previous position to look north.

The door of the hut opened, and Ling Baili walked out.

"Catch!"

"Oh!"

Esprit Xunqing took what Ling Baili threw over.

It was a turquoise dagger, which was her weapon.

Sijie Xunqing looked at the dagger, and his face showed joy.

"What, give me a weapon and I'm not afraid I'll take advantage of your sleep to solve you?" Esprit laughed.

"I'm sure you don't have that power yet."

Ling Baili said calmly, then turned around and walked towards the hut.

"What are you doing?"

Esprit hurriedly shouted.

"Rest for a while, you can stay in the city for a while."

Ling Baili didn't look back, his back to Sijie Xunqingdao.

"Are you going to let the wounded recuperate like this?"

Esprit froze in place, and then a look of anger appeared on his face.

There was no sound in the cabin and it seemed like it was really sleeping.

After a quarter of an hour of solitude, she stood up and a small black bird landed on her arm.

Esprit tied a piece of yellow paper with pen and ink to the black bird's feet, and then she released the bird.

"Chirp...... Tweet ......"

The chirping of the black bird faded away.

"Tweet ......"

Sijie Xunqing looked at the black bird that was fading away, and muttered, "Ling Baili, I like you, but I can't seem to forget my identity......"