Ye Qingxuan's actions shocked the two of them again, the village woman and the village uncle really didn't expect that this Taoist priest would be so uneasy this time.

In the first few times, they invited Ye Qingxuan into the village, and this Taoist priest either started to kill people before entering the village, or after seeing this soup, he went berserk, why did he drink this chicken soup so easily this time?

The appearance of these two people naturally fell into Ye Qingxuan's eyes, and the reason why Ye Qingxuan was like this was contrary to common sense, and this was what he wanted.

I saw that this true Taoist priest, like a starving ghost at this time, feasted on this bowl of terrifying soup with dark green mist and rotten flesh and broken bones floating inside.

But after a while, a bowl of soup was trickled down by him, and even the broken bones and rotten meat in this soup bowl were all eaten by him!

After doing all this, Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand and wiped it on his mouth, then looked at the two of them with a smile, and said softly, "Two of you, so delicious, but I don't know if there is anything left?"

"You...... You...... You!" The two of them were shocked by Ye Qingxuan's operation, and their eyes straightened, and they couldn't answer for a while.

After a while, the village uncle and the village woman finally understood that Ye Qingxuan must have seen something, so this drama could no longer be played, the two of them were originally gorgeous and kind, but their faces suddenly turned into a hideous appearance, roaring in their mouths, and they pounced towards Ye Qingxuan!

If this was the case, in the first few times, Ye Qingxuan would have already made a move and killed these two people on the spot, but this time Ye Qingxuan moved his body and let go of these two people, and then said softly, "What's the matter?"

Hearing this, the two people with hideous faces flashed a different color in their eyes, and then as if they were hit by Ye Qingxuan, they rushed towards him even more frantically!

However, Ye Qingxuan was still unhurried and said while dodging, "Two of you, since you want to kill the poor Dao, then it is better to really show your kung fu, are you waiting for such a posture, do you want to kill the poor Dao, or do you want the poor Dao to kill you!?"

Hearing this, the woman and the village uncle actually stopped the attack, and then looked at Ye Qingxuan with an appreciative expression, and then the village uncle opened his mouth and said, "Little Taoist, but I don't know which family you are a disciple of, you actually have such knowledge!"

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Ye Qingxuan saw that the two of them stopped, so he naturally avoided it, and gave a Taoist name, and then said without being salty or light, "Poor Dao Yuxu Palace Qingwei, two ...... Oh...... No, this one... Well... Let's just be a layman, why are you trying to plot here so many times?"

Ye Qingxuan turned his head as he spoke, looking at the woman with a calm expression, and completely ignoring the village uncle.

Seeing this, a trace of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, and then the already beautiful face suddenly began to change like flowing water, and without even a blink of an eye, the woman seemed to be more than ten years younger, and turned into a beautiful woman with graceful posture and thousands of manners!

Subsequently, under Ye Qingxuanqing's gaze, the surrounding scene also began to change, but in a moment, what big house, village uncle, what chickens and dogs chirped, and Qianmo traffic, all disappeared, and instead, under the feet of Ye Qingxuan and the two of them, was the surging river!

Somehow, the two of them stood above the water like this, as if there was an invisible layer of ground separating them from the river!

"Little Taoist, how did you find out that I was the main messenger of all this?" asked the beautiful woman with a smile on her face.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Ye Qingxuan said again, and then he didn't answer the woman's question, but after looking at the surrounding scene, he immediately asked, "This layman, I don't know how many times the poor Dao has been repeated here?"

"Hehe?" When the woman heard this, she first laughed coquettishly, and then opened her mouth and said coquettishly, "Little Taoist, you are really a little different, I can answer you this question, but you have to answer me first, how many times do you remember?"

Hearing this, Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment, and then opened his mouth and replied, "What Poor Dao can remember, counting this time, it is only four times in total!"

"Four times? Not bad!" the woman heard this, and a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and then she nodded with a smile, and then said, "However, compared to the number of times you have been reincarnated in this secret place, it is really too small, you must know that the number of times you repeat here is ten times as much as you remember in your mind!"

Hearing this, Ye Qingxuan seemed to have expected it, before on the bank of the big river, he wanted to reach out to fish for the river, and found that the big river seemed to be different, what flowed in this big river was not a river, but the surging aura of heaven and earth!

Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan was naturally thoughtful, and at that time he wondered, in such a strange place, was his memory really reliable?

So, after this doubt was rooted in his heart, Ye Qingxuan thought about it carefully, and then realized that he seemed to have missed some very important things, which led to his actions later.

Just when Ye Qingxuan was thinking about it, he heard the woman say delicately, "Little Taoist, you can't remember, in the dozens of times before, without exception, you either killed when you saw the soup, or when you saw the village uncle, you shot directly."

Dozens of times like this, I don't know how many sinners have been created, and even your firm and perfect Dao heart has already been shaken by this rolling slaughter! If you do it a few more times, maybe you will really lose all your consciousness and memory, and then become a puppet in my hands!

But I'm really curious, how did you hold back the killing intent in your heart this time, and actually drank that bowl of soup and noodles without changing color? I'm afraid that any normal person would not drink that thing! But since I drank it, then my purpose can be regarded as achieved!"

As she spoke, the woman's face also showed a look of disgust, as if there was really a bowl of soup with a thick green mist in front of her.

"You want to know?" Ye Qingxuan's contemplation was interrupted by this woman, and then he laughed, and then said, "Because no matter how many times you have experienced, the only thing in this village that is discordant or can provoke the killing intent of the poor way is this bowl of soup.

If you really want Poor Dao to drink the soup, then find a bowl of ordinary soup at random and mix it with what you want Poor Dao to drink, then Poor Dao will definitely fall into the Tao unconsciously.

Even if it doesn't work once, there are many times, as you said, when the memory of the poor Dao mind is blurred, then you will drink this soup no matter what.

However, you just want to give Poor Dao a bowl of such disgusting things, and Poor Dao came back to his senses this time, and naturally understood that what you really think is that some people don't want Poor Dao to drink this bowl of things, since this is the case, then Poor Dao will do the opposite this time!"