Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

"Does this... Does this mean that Bei Feng is different from the ordinary sitting and forgetting the Tao? Is my uncontrollable hallucination caused by my inability to use this innate energy? And Bei Feng is free from hallucinations, is it because Can he fully use the innate energy in his body?"

Li Huowang carefully analyzed everything Sima Lan said.

But after thinking about it, Li Huowang calmed down again and listened to Sima Lan's words, all of which were said by the dead giant.

Is there a possibility that this giant is wrong? Having experienced so much along the way, he felt that the credibility of the world's words was very low.

Li Huowang hesitated for a while, but did not ask the doubts in his heart, and directly questioned the authority of the highest authority of the Mo family.

"You want to deal with Beifeng? What's wrong with him?" Sima Lan seemed to have seen Li Huowang's story and asked directly.

Hearing this, Li Huowang's face became very ugly, his fists clenched quickly, and he said in a low voice: "I'm not just dealing with Beifeng! All Zanwangdao, I hate it! Back then Zanwangdao disguised as a jacket. The six great elders in Nestorianism..."

After listening to Li Huowang's remarks, Sima Lan nodded clearly, not surprised at all, as if this kind of thing had already been seen before.

"Don't be too obsessed with revenge. With this obsession to contact those liars, it is easy for them to take advantage."

"Thank you, Brother Sima, for your pointer. I'll know about it."

"Then take it slow, and if you don't understand anything, go to Nangong just now. I still have something to do, so I'll go first." Sima Lan said as he stood up and was about to leave.

"But if you want to deal with Zan Wangdao now, I'm afraid you won't be able to find it. The storyteller killed the fortune, and they are right. I guess there is no time to appear elsewhere."

The other party's casual remarks immediately made Li Huowang's heart congeal, the storyteller, Zhuge Yuan?

Li Huowang immediately rushed up and quickly stopped in front of him. He asked nervously, "Brother Sima, is this really the case?"

"Of course, if the storyteller kills one Sanyuan, the other Zanwangdao will never die. Just the day before yesterday, some people saw the storyteller fighting Zanwangdao."

"For this kind of thing, you just need to watch the show with peace of mind. Wouldn't it be a pleasure to have someone help you get revenge?"

When Sima Lan walked away from the screen, Li Huowang immediately turned to look at the **** who was sitting there kneeling.

"Help me go to the Siku to find it, I want the records about Zhuge Yuan and the storyteller, hurry up!!"

The **** sent it quickly, but unexpectedly, unlike the last two stacks, this time there was only a thin one.

"This is the only record about Zhuge Yuan?" Li Huowang asked in surprise.

"Lord, there are still six libraries, but at least General C can see it, you are not enough."

Hearing this, Li Huowang couldn't help but slandered in his heart: "I really don't know why the Supervisor Tiansi did this. Everything is hidden and tucked away. Is there something that can be changed if others know about it?"

Li Huowang was too lazy to think about this, so he cheered up and looked at the book in his hand.

In this book, there is not much difference between what Li Huowang understands, but there are a few details.

According to the records of Jian Tiansi, there have always been storytellers, but not all of them are called Zhuge Yuan.

Every time they appear, there will always be a big change in the world, and the storyteller is haunted, and no one can determine his position.

It stands to reason that the existence of storytellers who do not endanger the stability of the Daliang Kingdom at all, the Supervisor Tiansi should be too lazy to answer.

However, this is not the case. "Zhuge Yuan, the storyteller, confuses the public with evil words, and the three tribes of Yi." These are the original words of the imperial decree issued by the Emperor Daliang.

If it doesn't happen, it's fine, as long as it does, the supervisor of Tian Siren must find a way to put this person to death.

Li Huowang can be sure that there is still a lot of information about Zhuge Yuan that the Superintendent Tiansi has not told himself.

For example, his character. Is he really a good-natured man? What is the purpose of his storytelling everywhere? What was his purpose of stealing the heart before?

Li Huowang pondered these questions silently.

After a long time, Li Huowang pressed his stomach with his hand, and felt the existence of the spindle through his stomach.

He helped himself. If it wasn't for him, he might have gotten into great trouble that time before.

"and....."

"There will be a period in the future, Erjiu, Xiaosheng Zhuge Yuan, if you encounter troubles that can't be solved, remember to come to Xingdao in the West Sea to find Xiaosheng. Although your ability is limited, you will try your best to help Xiaosheng."

These are the original words of Zhuge Yuan. Li Huowang knew that he could not completely trust other people, but what if? What if he could really help himself?

After pondering for a long time, Li Huowang shook his head, stood up and walked towards the outside of the screen.

In fact, believe it or not, the two choices are not very different. Since Zan Wangdao is entangled in him and wants to determine the location of Beifeng, he still has to find him after all.

"If it is the first time for the adults, the slaves will send the adults."

"Is there a map of Da Liang? Give me a copy. The more detailed the better."

Under the leadership of the eunuch, Li Huowang came to the outside of the Superintendent of Heaven. He stared at the huge armillary sphere in the distance and took a slow breath.

On the map in his hand, it has been marked, Xihai, this is the original

Zhuge Yuan told himself the position.

If you want to go there, you need to cross half of Jiangnan Road.

Li Huowang originally wanted to leave on the same day, but when he hurriedly purchased some dry food and some necessities on the road, it was already dusk.

Sitting on the roadside stall, Li Huowang silently watched the distant sun gradually fall into the buildings in Shangjing.

"Have a good night's rest today, and leave tomorrow. No matter what Zhuge Yuan's attitude towards himself, there will always be a fierce battle to fight."

"Guest officer, your Yangchun noodles, and your two meat buns, the vinegar dish is here for you."

Li Huowang pushed the vinegar dish farther away, even if there were steamed buns for dinner, but the vinegar dish is still served, this world is really crazy~www.wuxiamtl.com~ woo.... woo.." The fragrant steamed buns constantly arched Li Huowang's trousers with a **** nose.

After scooping up a few noodles and a few small pieces of steamed buns, Li Huowang ignored it, and the fat on his body should be reduced.

At this time, the owner of the noodle stall said with a smile while wiping his hands with the cloth on his body: "Guest officials, eat slowly. Although the sun is going down, don't be in a hurry. Today is a small year, and there is no curfew in the capital."

Li Huowang, who was slurping the noodles, paused for a moment with chopsticks and continued eating. "It's been another year before you know it..."

That night, Li Huowang was lying in bed listening to the excitement outside. It sounded like there was something going on on the New Year's Eve in Beijing.

But he had no interest at all, and his mind was full of thoughts about the dangers he might encounter next, and he couldn't help but start to feel uneasy.

He knows that the next step is very dangerous, but it is impossible to improve his strength in a short period of time.

It is impossible for me to use my heart to refine any magical weapon with extraordinary abilities. Is it possible to refine myself?

"Um?"