The messenger stared at us and said faintly, "It seems that you have really encountered a great evil thing."

We nodded vigorously.

The messenger asked, "If you want to deal with this great evil thing, the cultivators of the human world can't do it, you must have the Heavenly Eye of this seat?"

Jin Shengshui laughed dryly, "Our hearts are towards the underworld, and we are not familiar with the cultivators in the human world."

The messenger rejoiced: "A mortal whose heart is to the underworld? It's the first time I've heard of it."

Jin Shengshui laughed dryly and said, "That's the case."

"Aren't our brothers acting as errands?"

"Your Excellency, you don't know, our family used to have a low status in the village."

"It's like everyone wants to bully us, and everyone wants to step on us when they see us."

"But since the clan brother became a yin, it is very different."

"The people in the village were all respectful when they saw us, for fear that our brother would be taken away in advance."

"That's why we brothers think it's better to follow our brothers."

"In the future, if I can do a bad job, it will be so face-saving."

The messenger laughed, "You are planning to be a family of shadows."

Jin Shengshui nodded vigorously: "There is this idea, there is this idea."

The messenger said lightly, "It's not so easy to do yin, but ...... Courage is commendable."

Then the envoy said to Li Xuexian, "Aren't you a cultivator for several lifetimes?"

"Why are there any clan brothers again?"

Li Xuexian sighed and said, "Villain...... After all, he was born in the midst of this world."

"Since we were born in the world, we will inevitably have some connection with the world."

"Although it is said that the six roots of a practitioner are pure and the four are empty, they may not be so pure and empty."

The messenger nodded, "That's just as well."

He finally stretched and said, "Bring a pen and paper."

We all breathed a sigh of relief.

The messenger has questioned us for so long, and it seems that he has finally believed our words, and intends to draw us the eye of the sky.

The cow master next to him began to be courteous and handed over paper and pen.

The messenger glanced at the bull master and said faintly, "Who are you?"

A few of us were going crazy, and we couldn't wait to kick the bull.

At the critical moment, what kind of mess are you stepping on?

The cow master said cautiously, "The villain is ......."

Li Xuexian preemptively said, "Master Niu, is the guide I invited."

"The villain is ashamed of himself, and he feels that his status and status can't be asked for an adult."

"So, I pulled the cow master book along."

"The face of the cow master, after all, is a little bigger than the villain, maybe he can be favored by the adults and can see me."

The envoy sneered and said, "How big can a master book be compared to Yin?"

"You lowly people. It's really interesting."

Li Xuexian laughed dryly, but he promised.

The messenger began to draw the eyes of the dragon and snake.

When he drew the eye of the sky, I couldn't take my eyes off it.

Soon, I noticed that the messenger's pen was turning slowly, and every time I put pen to paper, there was a kind of rhyme that I could not comprehend.

I closed my eyes and felt carefully.

Could it be that this rhyme is the breath of heaven?

This thing is somewhat similar to the merits collected by monks in the non-human world.

No, it's not just similar, it's just identical.

If I can understand how to use this thing, I can put the merit in the pen...... Can I also draw the eye of the sky?

Just as I was pondering, a big hand suddenly slapped me on the shoulder, and I shuddered.

When I looked up, I saw the messenger staring at me.

He said faintly, "You

What are you doing?"

I stammered, "No...... I didn't do anything. Isn't it okay to shake your head, my lord?"

The messenger sneered: "Shaking your head and shaking your head, it would have worked, but if you shake your head according to the rhyme of this seat, it won't work."

Jin Shengshui looked at me with a bitter face, and the look in his eyes said: Big brother, can't you bear it?

I stubbornly said, "My lord, what kind of rhyme, why can't I understand it?"

The messenger said, "The rhyme of the Tao is the rhythm of the way of heaven."

"This seat now suspects that you are a gang, and they collude to steal the heavenly rhythm of this seat by asking this seat to draw the eye of heaven."

He laughed and said, "My lord, you misunderstood, I'm a bad old man, how can I do this."

The messenger said coldly, "Really?"

Then, he put his hand on the inside of my head.

I felt a shudder in my soul.

Fortunately, this soul is the village chief, and the village chief's consciousness is still in the soul.

I immediately hid my consciousness in a corner and pushed out the consciousness of the village chief.

When I did this, I was a little nervous.

Because I don't know if the village chief will be bad.

After all, I tortured him enough along the way.

In case he takes advantage of this time to take revenge on us, talking nonsense...... No need to talk nonsense, just tell the truth and we're finished.

Although I didn't fight the messenger, I could feel that his aura was much stronger than that of the judge.

Even if we use intrigues, we are no match for him.

However, although the village chief has motives for betraying us, there are also many motives for not betraying us.

The most important point is that the village chief betrayed us, can he survive himself?

Will the people of the underworld go to that point out who is a loyal minister and who is a female minister?

It is estimated that if you shoot it directly with one palm, you will all be killed directly, and it will be a hundred.

He was the village chief.

Although the village is small, it has all kinds of organs, and he should understand this truth.

After a few minutes, the messenger's hand was withdrawn.

And I took over the village chief's body again.

"You kid, you're not talking nonsense, are you?" I asked the village chief.

The village chief trembled and said, "I didn't say anything."

The messenger stared at me and said faintly, "You still dare to say that you are not a cultivator? I've seen it for a long time."