Hearing Xue Zhen's words, a speech that made Xian Zuimeng unexpectedly appear a little touching, Xian Zuimeng's eyes completely fell on Xue Zhen's body, Xue Zhen looked back at the past, and showed a little puzzlement, but Xian Zuimeng quickly gave an explanation with a smile, and said brightly:

"Xue Daoyou, I can't imagine that you still trust Xian, which really surprises Xian!"

Hearing this, Xue Zhen shook his head, but he quickly said solemnly:

This matter is by no means a joke, and Xue never wants the fresh seniors to make a mistake because of this matter!"

"Xue Daoyou, don't you know Xian's style of doing things? Don't worry, Xian is not an impulsive person!"

Xian Zuimeng's words, Xue Zhen's heart showed bitterness, he was not completely relieved, but the matter had already been said, and he could only wait for time to verify, the two stood quietly, silent for a while, Xian Zuimeng's eyes turned to Xue Zhen, which meant to let him out and ask what else was important, Xue Zhen immediately said again:

"Xian senior, Xue actually has something to ask you!"

"Haha! Xue Daoyou really has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace! Say it! What else is going on!" Xian Drunken Meng's expression suddenly stretched out, and his smile grew stronger.

"Brahma Blood Refining Dao!

"Sanskrit Blood Refining Dao?This matter Xian Mou once heard from the people below, and mentioned it by chance, it seems to be some mortal matter, is there any other meaning in this?" Xian Zuimeng pondered for a while before remembering some impressions.

"Senior Xian is right, the Sanskrit Blood Refining Dao is exactly a kind of magic practiced by mortals!"

"Is this matter important? Xue Daoyou asked, is there any mystery?"

"Here's the thing......"

And then. Xue Zhen made it clear to Xian Zuimeng about his many encounters with the Sanskrit Blood Refining Dao, and at the beginning, Xian Zuimeng's eyes unconsciously brought out a trace of saltiness and indifference.

However, soon, as Xue Zhen continued, especially when he heard that other monks had intervened, taking the initiative to intervene, and even monks from the upper realm were also involved, Xian Zuimeng's eyes froze a little. I also felt the strictness of things.

"You mean. Someone is also secretly obstructing this matter? To make it a chaotic situation? Fang Cai may indeed be able to help himself by accepting a few spirit slaves, but what is the meaning of this kind of chaos? Xian really can't see it!" Xian Zui Mengdao expressed his incomprehension.

Xue knows everything he can say, and he has said everything he can say, the ability of mortals is indeed small compared to you and me. But mortals have the combat power of lower-rank monks. Plus the number of people is trillions times that of monks. Once the situation is chaotic, or even out of control, it is never a good thing. In the end, if the two sides fight each other, with heavy casualties, and the mortals who are the foundation are gone, I am afraid that the order of the entire immortal realm will also collapse, or even disappear!" Xue Zhen once again stated his opinion.

Hearing this, Xian Zuimeng's expression was a little solemn, like this similar situation, just like in the wilderness, a large group of birds and bees with only low-level strength can surround a Mahayana or even an ordinary immortal. This is a real thing that has happened, and if there is a real war, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Xue Daoyou raised this matter, hoping that Xian Mou would let the people in the upper echelons of the Xianmen know about it?"

"That's not necessary, Senior Xian! With your reaction, Xue can also guess what kind of attitude those high-ranking immortal gate control people will have!"

Xue Zhen's speech, with a kind of contrasting ridicule, was also the truth, Xian Zuimeng didn't pay much attention to it, but he quickly continued to ask:

"What does Xue Daoyou want!"

"Xian senior, you should have a lot of opportunities to go to other big cities and small towns!"

"Sometimes there are indeed some city lords who invite you to do things!"

"Xue hopes that when the Xian seniors go to other big cities and small cities, they can stimulate a magic trick from Xue in the city, then this city should not have the risk of a large-scale outbreak of chaos in the Sanskrit Blood Refining Dao!"

Xian Drunken Dream couldn't help but look at Xue Zhen intently, Xue Zhen smiled lightly, and then explained:

"Xian senior, Xue got a copy of the Jing Fan Heart Sutra from an old friend, after many attempts, it has a very good effect on the calming of mortals' hearts, even if he has practiced the Sanskrit Blood Refining Dao, he can give up because of this!"

"Jingfan Heart Sutra? are you talking about Ningkong?"

Seeing Xian Zuimeng take the initiative to propose Ning Kong's name, Xue Zhen was slightly stunned, but he also remembered that Ning Kong had mentioned that he and Xian Zuimeng should also know each other, and Xue also nodded to confirm.

"Ning Kong's life can be described as a great evil, and I heard that in the end, he encountered the Sutra of the Jing Fan Heart Sutra, which made him fully enlightened, and now he should be on the right path!" Xian Zuimeng sighed softly.

"Master Ningkong has been dead for nine days, and he has been robbed in a row!" Xue Zhenlang said.

"What?"

Xian Zuimeng obviously felt shocked, but he finally sighed, shook his head and said nothing.

I don't know how long it took, Xue Zhen also walked out of that not deep or shallow memory, and Shi Jue separated a wisp of divine thought from his own divine consciousness sea, a wisp of divine thought figure urged by the array of thoughts, and silently recited something.

In the end, this wisp of divine thought figure turned into a faint light gray crystal bead and appeared in Xue Zhen's palm, and another jade ring also flashed in the spiritual light.

"Xian senior! This is Xue's divine thought, please Xian senior temporarily foster in his own divine consciousness sea, when he arrives in a city, no one will inspire him to come out, as short as three or two days, as long as three or two months, it will be able to sneak into the local city protection array, and arrange the recitation of the Sanskrit Heart Sutra on a regular basis, the city should be able to avoid the huge risk of Sanskrit blood refining!" Xue Zhen explained in detail in a light voice.

Hearing this, Xian Zuimeng's complexion changed again, he naturally remembered Xue Zhen's abnormal behavior in the past, it turned out that he relied on this small wisp of divine thought, and the truth was finally revealed at this moment, but he still didn't believe it a little.

And this kind of detached divine thought, if there is no special source power nourishment outside, it will slowly decay, and storing the sea of divine consciousness of other people is also one of the good methods, and the jade ring in Xue Zhen's hand records the places that need to be paid attention to in this separated divine thought, and naturally there is also that part of the Jingfan Heart Sutra.

Looking at these two things, Xian Zumeng's heart rolled a little strangely, and in the end, he took over the jade ring of this record, read it carefully, and then cast a spell to put the divine thought belonging to Xue Zhen, that divine thought figure received his divine consciousness in the sea, and after sensing it slightly, he put it into the lowest level, the deepest place closest to his divine soul.

After doing this, Xian Zuimeng put his eyes back on Xue Zhen, Xue Zhen also looked at each other, the two exchanged glances, and smiled at each other. (To be continued......)