"Big brother, can he see me too?" Xuan Ling was very surprised, this Taoist priest in front of him actually had this kind of ability.

"Not only can I see you, but I can hear you very clearly. The priest snapped his fingers, looking so triumphant.

Xuanling immediately covered her mouth and didn't dare to speak again.

Fengshu didn't have much of a good impression of the gods, and he didn't want to deal with him at all.

This kind of cold scene is really different from the picture imagined by the gods. He got up and raised his hand, picked up the teapot on the table, and filled his own teacup with tea.

The tea leaves are washed by boiling water and tumble up and down in the teacup, and clouds of hot air waft on the teacup.

After all, the god servant still couldn't hold his breath, and he said excitedly: "Little Nizi, do you want to be resurrected?"

"Why, can you resurrect me? You didn't lie to me, did you?"

"Of course, I have mastered the Heavenly Principles and refined the magic method, and this little thing is still difficult for me. Seeing her expression, the priest went from surprise to surprise, surprise to surprise, surprise to expectation, so he was satisfied and changed his words, and said playfully: "If you want to be resurrected, let your brother come and beg me, right?"

"Hmph, ugly bull-nosed old man, you dream, I will never beg you!"

Moreover, Xuan Ling knew that Fengshu was proud of himself, and he would never grovel.

Fengshu had been sitting at the table, quietly drinking tea, silently observing him.

Although this person's behavior is flamboyant, he is not incompetent.

"Do you know how to dementor the soul?" Feng Shu first wanted to find out whether he really had his ability, or was he talking nonsense.

The priest got up and walked to the open space in the middle of the house.

Ah, with a loud shout, with a stroke of luck, the bookcase on his back opened automatically. A scroll flew out of it, and the scroll opened, revealing a fat, round-waisted, pot-bellied Pixiu drawn on the paper.

The priest pinched a sword trick and shouted loudly in his mouth, open!

The Pixiu jumped out of the painting and landed straight to the ground.

The priest walked up to it and ordered, "Spit out the puppets I collected a few days ago!"

Pixiu opened his mouth, his stomach made a churning sound, his throat trembled, his mouth opened, and a delicate puppet flew into the hand of the divine servant.

Pixiu dragged his bulky body, like a cat, rubbing his head against his body, seeking to be touched.

The priest accepted the sword trick, and gave an order, accept it!

In an instant, Pixiu was retracted from the scroll, and the scroll flew back to the bookcase as if it were alive.

The bookcase lid closed, and the priest walked over to the table and placed the little puppet on the table. He took out a few more cinnabar talismans from his pocket and gently placed them on the table.

The priest tapped his fingers on the table and said proudly: "This is called the soul talisman, which can contain the soul body. I only need to put Xiao Nizi into the talisman first, and then inject the talisman into the puppet, but in a moment, she can borrow it and be reborn. ”

Feng Shu saw his spell and knew that he was indeed very capable, so he opened his mouth and asked, "What do you want from me?"

"I want you to be my friend!"

The word "no...", the word friend is not a generality for Fengshu, but a true love and sincerity that is difficult to know oneself. However, he also wanted to save Xuanling very much, so he took a step back, got up and saluted: "Dao Chief, as long as you are willing to help me, I will never forget the great kindness." As long as you help me, I owe you a favor, and I can help you with anything within my ability. ”

"Can you help me kill Lu Yang?"

"Okay, no problem!"

Seeing that his eyes were firm, his breath was smooth, and he listened to his heartbeat in an orderly manner, he just said this casually, and the other party actually took it seriously. The priest hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "Don't, don't, I was just joking just now, and when I have something to do one day, I will naturally tell you." ”

With that, the priest took a step back, and he began to cast the spell.

His fingers pointed to the charms, and one after the other the charms flew towards the Xuanling.

In the eyes of ordinary people, these charms are just two or three inches of yellow paper, but in Xuanling's eyes, they are long strips of yellow cloth two or three meters wide.

The yellow cloth continued to wrap her, and finally wrapped her in a large round ball of two or three meters.

Yikes...

The priest roared, and the charm ball flew up slightly, burrowing into the puppet's mouth and falling down the esophagus into the puppet's belly.

Click!

The puppet opened its eyes, and the puppet, which was lying on the table, made a slight noise. The puppet staggered to its feet, and the puppet moved its fingers and shouted happily: "Big brother, big brother, I'm really resurrected." ”

Fengshu nodded, happy for her, but not as happy as her.

It sounds good to say that it is resurrection, and to say that it is ugly is just to borrow the body and accept the soul, which is still 108,000 miles away from the real meaning of resurrection and rebirth.

"Dao Chief, will you borrow the method of resurrecting the soul from the corpse?" Fengshu promised Xuanling to help find the method of rebirth, and today I happened to meet a master, so I just asked.

"I won't, but I've heard someone do. Have you ever heard of the Penglai faction? It is said that they are superb in their skills and can change their lives and do things. The more respectful Fengshu was to him, the more satisfied the priest became.

"Penglai faction?" Fengshu muttered quietly, his former lover Zhong Shenxiu was a proud disciple of the Penglai faction, but after these decades, it is unknown whether she is still in the world.

"Dao Chief, how much do you know about the method of rebirth?"

"To practice the law of rebirth is against the way of heaven. The power of heavenly punishment is invincible, and there must be a force that can fight against it. The priest tapped his finger on the table and said excitedly: "In other words, not only do you need a powerful aura that can match the Heavenly Punishment, but you also need a magician who can change the destiny of Heaven. ”

"Dao Chief, do you know such an excellent magician?"

"This kind of master who is unique in ten thousand, I am a nobody, how can I have a chance to know. But I know where there are such magicians. ”

"Oh, where?"

"In the Wanbaomen of the Ten Thousand Demon Country, there is a magician who is known as the number one in the five continents, and her name is Shen Qiushui. ”

Shen Qiushui?Shen Qiushui!Shen Qiushui...

Feng Shu was expressionless but surprised in his heart, this Shen Qiushui is Zhong Shenxiu's fellow senior sister, although the two of them are not familiar, but they have had several encounters.

It seems that after returning to the valley and worshipping his ancestors, he still has to take time to go to Wanbaomen.

"By the way, soon, Wanbaomen will hold a martial arts competition, are you interested in going with me?"

"Thank you, Dao Chang is kind, my shallow kung fu can be insufficient, so don't get involved in such a big thing. ”

When the priest saw him, his attitude towards himself was a little colder, and he suddenly felt bored, so he turned to look at Xuanling on the table and asked curiously, "Little sister, where is your body?"