When he was outside the Holy King Temple, Chang Feng only knew that the sound came from outside the hall, but he couldn't capture the source of the sound at all.

Seeing the light and shadow flickering, a white-faced scholar-like man appeared on the shoulder of the statue, and then jumped lightly from the statue to Chang Feng.

"Hey, those cultivators who came here a month ago were too strong, but now you are a little weak. Smiling slightly in front of Chang Feng, the man in white said lightly and then arched his hand slightly:

"This Taoist friend is invited, and the spirit has completed the self-introduction and is not rude, is it time for the Taoist friend to introduce himself? ”

He had long known that there were living beings in the Holy King Temple, but when he really saw such a man in white, Chang Feng was still surprised.

His eyes carefully looked at the man in white for a few circles, and even urged his soul to peep secretly, Chang Feng still couldn't determine the other party's cultivation and realm, and he couldn't help frowning in his heart.

"In the desolate mountains and seas, I have seen the Taoist friends of the heavens. Everything on the other side is so uncertain, Chang Feng can only deal with it calmly.

"Haha...... The desolate mountains and seas are obviously desolate realms, but you call them the desolate mountains and seas...... Forget it, my Xuan Realm has fallen to this point, how can I be qualified to laugh at others?"

After listening to Chang Feng's introduction, the white-faced scholar Tianxuan muttered to himself and then said to Chang Feng: "That Chang Feng Daoist, since you are the first to pass the ladder of climbing, you are also the most powerful cultivator among the people who came, and you are worthy of being your friend by the Spirit." ”

"Now that you have entered the temple of the Holy King alone, do you have a thousand questions, ask, even ask, as long as the spirit knows, you will definitely tell the truth as it is. ”

After saying the words, he looked at Chang Feng with a straight squint, and saw that Chang Feng was always frowning, and couldn't help but be puzzled: "Ask! Ask! Chang Daoyou, you are asking questions!"

"What kind of existence is this?" At this moment, Chang Feng was not thinking about asking, but judging what kind of existence was in front of him.

Muyang Old Demon, Silver Dragon Ancestor and other top-level immortals only broke the formation outside the Holy King Temple and forbade opening the door of the Holy King Temple, as for what was inside the temple, they didn't know.

Venerable Mu Yuan was the only one who infiltrated the Holy King's Temple with his special talent, but even so, he only knew that there was a living creature in the temple, and he didn't know the specific situation of that creature.

At this moment, facing such a somewhat crazy white-faced scholar, Chang Feng has a sense of vigilance from the bottom of his heart, and he has to ask:

"I take the liberty of asking, what kind of existence are you?"

"Ben Ling ......" Chang Feng's first question can be described as sudden, which made the day extremely depressed, and he almost didn't come up in one breath, and immediately became furious:

"Oh, you Terran boy, the spirit lets you ask casually, you can't be so casual! You don't want to know what kind of fairy realm the spirit is in? What is there? You don't want to know what treasures are in this temple? What can you get? Don't you want to know who the original form of the seven statues is? Don't you ......?"

"Please also ask Tiansuan Daoist friends to tell me the truth?" Chang Feng asked a question, so that Tiansuan would shut up instantly.

Since answering the phone with Tiantian, the other party has been talking endlessly and showing a generous temperament, but the more the other party is like this, the more strange Chang Feng feels.

Facing the unknown Saint King Temple, Chang Feng had countless questions in his heart, but he knew that if he wanted to let himself know those curious things that day, he would tell himself if he didn't ask the other party, and if the other party intended to hide something, no matter how he asked, the other party would try his best to avoid answering.

The first question became the key, and it was also the one that Chang Feng was most concerned about, only by figuring out what kind of existence the white-faced scholar in front of him was, he could decide the next steps.

In the face of Chang Feng's question, the white-faced scholar bit the word at all, but it seemed that he was subject to some kind of rule or something that had to be answered:

"This spirit is a pet that the Holy King of Luo Tian sits on, the body is a psychic mouse, the Xuan Realm is broken, the Holy King escapes, the spirit is trapped in the temple of the Holy King, loses his body, and becomes a demon spirit under various opportunities. ”

From the other party's demeanor, Chang Feng made a judgment, what the other party said was true, and Chang Feng instantly read the psychological fluctuations of the demon spirit and did not see any big fluctuations, and his heart relaxed and came alive at the same time:

"It turned out to be a pet mouse, so don't worry, even if it was cultivated to the top level before, at most it only exceeded the fairyland level, and now only the demon spirit remains...... Hehe, then don't be afraid. ”

The demon spirit is strong, but it is just the existence of the divine soul, separated from the physical body, even if it has great magical powers, it will be subject to many restrictions, and the most important thing Chang Feng lacks is the means to deal with the demon spirit and the soul, and he naturally has the bottom in his heart.

"Dare to ask the Heavenly Reckoning Daoist, are there any other creatures in this temple?" Just as the demon spirit gritted his teeth, Chang Feng asked a second question.

Mu Yuan Ancestor said that there are living beings in the Holy King Temple, but they have different breaths, taking this opportunity, Chang Feng naturally wants to make sure of it, so as not to fall into great passivity next.

"Boy, ...... you" Hearing Chang Feng's second question, the white-faced scholar Tianshuan's chest instantly swelled, and he was extremely annoyed, and he waved his hands at Chang Feng and grabbed it indiscriminately, which can be described as a mouse in anger, but it did not fall on Chang Feng's body.

"In addition to the original spirit, there is another existence in this holy king temple, but the original spirit has no contact with him for old age and death, and only knows that it exists but has never seen him. ”

After the white-faced scholar responded to it, he seemed to be afraid that Chang Feng would continue to ask, and said in a loud voice: "Daoyou, Changfeng Daoyou, let's not have a Q&A, let's be friends, discuss a deal, you help the spirit do something, you can take you whatever the spirit wants, don't dare to say anything else, there is no place in this temple of the Holy King that the spirit is not familiar with." ”

Ignoring the words of Tianshuan, Chang Feng smiled slightly and said: "Tiansuan Daoist, Chang still has a few questions to ask, and I also ask Daoist friends to give advice, dare to ask Daoyou, ...... in this Holy King Temple"

"It's not more than three, it's not three, the spirit is subject to the forbidden, and the answer to the question never answers three questions in a row, and now that you've asked two questions, the spirit has the right not to answer whatever you ask. ”

Contrary to Chang Feng's expectations, that day he directly interrupted his words, putting on a confident look, and Chang Feng was also surprised when he saw it, and said secretly in his heart: "Where is it so forbidden?"

Despite this, Chang Feng still asked a question: "I wonder if the Heavenly Calculation Daoist can tell me where the core of this Holy King Temple is?"

Through the first two questions, Chang Feng has already determined that the other party must be subject to what prohibition, as long as he asks the other party, he will not dare to answer the lie, Rao is Tiansuan said that he will not answer, but Chang Feng is unwilling, at the moment he is most concerned about the core of the Holy King Temple, as long as he enters the core place, everything else is under control.

"I don't know, I don't know this question of yours. But he didn't want to, but this time the white-faced scholar shook his head again and again, and even took out a folding fan out of nowhere and fanned it, full of scholarly pedantic.

"It seems to be true. Seeing this, Chang Feng's face was full of loss, and he couldn't help but feel a little remorseful in his heart, he knew that the opportunity was so rare, and the first two questions should not be asked like this.

But after thinking about it, Chang Feng relaxed.

The demon spirit in front of him is obviously not very honest, and he looks very generous, but in fact, he is calculating everywhere, if he asks step by step, he will fall into the trap of the other party, and all he gets is some irrelevant news, but it is not as good as the two questions he asked before.

Seeing Chang Feng's look of chagrin, although he was sad in his heart, there was a smile on his face that day, and then he saw that Chang Feng had regained his calm, and couldn't help frowning, but asked: "Chang Feng Daoyou, can we talk about the transaction now?"

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