The big boss of metaphysics is sick again, and Fu Shaoqi is lucky to continue his life

100 years ago, under the siege of a hundred Taoist schools headed by Lingyun, heretics turned out to be returners.

Little Lucky Star: "Boss..."

After the appearance of the &nb level monster, Xiao Fuxing felt that things were not easy. Although he hadn't witnessed the 100-year encirclement and suppression war with his own eyes, he had heard a lot from his sister.

Heresy is different from Taoist people who believe in Sanqing, but believe in evil gods with evil spirits.

Then they are divided into sects according to the belief in different evil gods.

The statue of the evil god in front of me...

"Jiuyou Killing God?!"

Baili exclaimed when he saw the statue of the evil god.

Lingyun looked back at him: "You know him?"

Baili nodded: "One hundred years ago, a hundred schools of Taoism besieged and suppressed the disciples of the Evil God Sect. This is what the disciples of the Xuanmen must learn. The statue of the Evil God in front of us is Jiuyou Killing God, one of the three major statues of the Evil God Sect 100 years ago."

"The God of Killing is in charge of killing, and his disciples like to kill. He uses refining the energy of living people to help his cultivation. I didn't expect that after more than 100 years of silence, there are still disciples of the cult of evil spirits alive."

The family motto shared by the three major families: shoot and kill all disciples of the cult of evil spirits!

Baili originally thought that going to Beijing was just a chaotic situation, but he didn't expect that there would be a disciple of the evil god hiding here.

"Lingyun, you are from the Gu family, did you come here because you have been aware of the trend of evil spirits?" Baili asked Lingyun.

The evil god's red eyes are fierce and lifelike, and his condescending gaze falls on Ling Yun, seeming to be mocking.

It's annoying to watch.

Lingyun raised his hand and the red mist was lingering, and the statue was turned into a pile of ruins under the entanglement of the red mist.

Dust and smoke rose, Ling Yun's expression was indifferent: "Yes."

Baili looked at the statue of the evil god that suddenly collapsed in front of him, his mouth half-opened and he was speechless.

Too... too tough!

Ling Yun glanced at him indifferently: "Let's go, there's no one here anymore."

He ran fast, worthy of being the descendants of those people, ants and rats are used to digging holes.

Little Lucky Star said: "Boss..."

Lingyun: "Since it is a problem left over from 100 years ago, my ancient ancestor will not sit idly by."

Xiaofu has stars and eyes, and has long heard that the boss has strong spiritual power, and it has a chance to see it by following the boss.

only……

"Boss, your spiritual power."

Lingyun has not recovered one percent of its power before rebirth.

Lingyun's eyes were indifferent, and she walked out on her own: "It's okay, since I can be reborn, those lost spiritual powers will definitely be recovered."

Little Lucky Star nodded and placed it on Lingyun's shoulder.

Woohoo, it feels so safe to be by the boss's side!

The two of them were using voice transmission, and they couldn't hear anything when they were eyeing each other not far away. They asked curiously, "Did you just talk?!"

Into the ear?

Another lost technique?

Xiao Fuxing rolled his eyes: "That's right, just now we used voice transmission to communicate."

Baili...was shocked again.

He looked at Lingyun in disbelief.

He even felt that Lingyun was here to refresh his world view!

"Want to learn?" Lingyun turned to look at him.

Baili nodded like a pounding garlic: "I want to!"

Lingyun's eyes flickered lightly, sound transmission into the ear is not a complicated technique, but spiritual power is thin in the world today, and sound transmission into the ear needs to use thin spiritual power as a medium.

As for Baili, there was obviously no spiritual power fluctuation on his body.

It is probably due to the thinness of spiritual power in the world. The three former Xuanmen families gave up using the thin spiritual power to practice spells, and instead used more tools.

"I can teach you, but your basic skills are not solid."

Lingyun glanced at Baili and continued to walk out.

In an instant, Lingyun's figure grew a lot taller in Baili's eyes, boss!This is definitely a big shot!

He secretly felt that this little girl who was only eighteen or nineteen years old in front of him was even stronger than his grandfather!

Baili followed Lingyun's pace, completely forgot about the evil god statue, and trot up to ask: "I... can I really learn spells?"

Lingyun replied to him: "You have a good talent and can learn."

There is Huigen in Baili, his talent is even stronger than his grandfather, but he was born in the wrong era, and the spiritual power in this era is pitifully thin.

A group of people walked away into the night while talking.

Within a few minutes of their leaving, the factory that was still standing on the ground was instantly reduced to ruins.

Under the full moon, above the ruins, a young man in white shirt with silver hair and white pupils stood tall above the ruins. His pale pupils looked towards the direction where Lingyun was going away, and he remained silent for a long time.

A gust of night wind blew through the boy's waist-length silver hair, and there was an elegant fragrance of roses in the night wind.

The tip of the boy's nose twitched, and he murmured, "A familiar smell..."

……

It is located in the Baiyun Taoist Temple on the third street of Shangjing.

The young man came on the wind, and skillfully pushed open the door of a meditation room.

"came back?"

A middle-aged man's voice came from the room.

After the boy hummed, he pushed the door open and entered.

The room was not big, and on the altar in the center was a small statue of Jiuyou Sha.

A Taoist was meditating in front of the statue, and opened his eyes when he heard the sound of the boy entering the room: "How?"

Boy: "People are here, and Baili's family is also here."

"The Baili family?" The Taoist frowned.

He doesn't want to get involved with the Baili family, one of the three major families of Xuanmen.

"What about that girl?"

"Very strong."

"What about those traps?"

"destroyed."

"Who did it?"

"girl."

The boy answered indifferently, like a puppet without emotion.

A dignified look: "It's all ruined, what a powerful force."

juvenile:……

Yimen: "Can you find out the details of the girl? What kind of faction? No, that girl should be dead. What is the 'something' living in the girl's body now, little thing, do you want to go to school?"

Yimen's gaze fell on the boy.

The boy's white pupils moved slightly, but he didn't speak.

Looking at the young man for a long time, he revealed a sinister smile.

No matter what 'something' is in that girl's body, it would be a pity if such powerful power does not become a 'nutrient'.

……

A week later.

The injury on Lingyun's face has healed, and she can go to school normally.

Gu Yue was also relieved of the punishment under Zhang Wenjing's pleading, but now Gu Yue's status in the Gu family is no longer what it used to be, and the servants of the Gu family basically know that Ling Yun is the real daughter of the Gu family.

As the real daughter of the Gu family, Lingyun's treatment has also made a qualitative leap.

When I woke up in the morning, the alarm clock was turned off as soon as it rang.

A gentle female voice came from Lingyun's ears: "Miss, you are awake, here is the breakfast and school uniform prepared for you, and the schoolbag has been packed for you, please check whether the washing is done on the bed or in the bathroom ?”

"Ok?"

Lingyun opened her eyes in a daze, and she saw the maid's kind and gentle eighty-degree smile, and she was silent for a moment.

dream?

She closed her eyes again, and opened her maid's kind and gentle smile.

After Lingyun was silent for a while, she asked in a sleepy voice: "You?"