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Qingxuan's voice was slow and deafening, stepping on Yanfan's nerves and crushing them like a spell: "Did you teach Baihua the forbidden art of spiritual spring symbiosis? Your goal is to drive the turbid air to purify the spiritual spring, right? It's truly an unprecedented idea."
This word of agreement made Yan Fan open his eyes suddenly, in disbelief. After a while, he said, "It's okay to tell you, this woman is greedy for all the good things in the world, intelligence, tenacity, age, beauty, voice, and even skin...
These are all hard to find, and the essence of them is concentrated in the spiritual spring. So Baihua secretly practiced the forbidden technique, but he didn't know the rules and almost became a demon because of the backlash. I happened to pass by and saved him, so I took it for myself.
After that, you will see more and more flowers, and all the gods will bow down before her. With her help, I can combine the turbid air with the spiritual spring's symbiotic technique to completely complete the spiritual spring's evolution! "
When mentioning this, Yan Fan looked crazy and excited, "I have completed the evolution of the spiritual spring, so no more ancient gods will fall! The gods can also use the turbid air to practice! Just like you,"
Yan Fan suddenly looked at Yan Zhu, his eyes burning as if he was looking at some treasure, his eyes were crazy as he admired the peerless masterpiece.
The other party's gaze was too revealing. Gui Zang frowned and wanted to cast a spell to interrupt Yan Fan, but was silently stopped by Qingxuan.
Yan Zhu frowned. Yan Fan's gaze made her feel like she was a top-grade artifact. "Oh? Like me? A cultivator who mutated from a spiritual spring?"
“That’s right!”
Yan Fan raised his hand and beckoned towards Yan Zhu, "Come here, I'll tell you a secret."
Yanzhu raised her eyebrows and was about to step forward, but Qingxuan stopped her.
"No need to go over there. He can say it or not."
Yan Zhu brushed the man's hand away and walked towards Yan Fan without looking away: "Speak, I am all ears."
Unexpectedly, Yan Fan went crazy the next second and grabbed Yan Zhu's hand directly. If the woman had not been non-aggressive, the black silk behind her would have killed her in the face.
Yan Fan murmured, "If I succeed in evolving the Spiritual Spring, there will be thousands and thousands of people in this world who are like the Purifying God. They can purify the turbid air and embark on a different path from spiritual cultivation. Wouldn't that be better? Are you willing to help me?"
This way, you won't be alone anymore, okay?"
Just as Yan Zhu was about to say something, a slender, cold white hand appeared in her field of vision. It chopped down Yan Fan's wrist with great force. The latter felt the pain, screamed, and let go.
Yan Fan saw the newcomer and said, "That's perfect. Qingxuan, think about it. Even if the turbid energy is rampant, so what? We will adapt to the situation. This is the will of heaven! Survival of the fittest!"
Yanzhu was pulled back a few steps by Qingxuan by the wrist. The man's face looked unhappy, and he looked at Yanfan with a deathly gaze.
Yan Zhu looked at Yan Fan and said, "I think that Heaven's original intention was not like this. If the turbid energy is rampant, where will the human world go? Will it become hell and the source of the turbid energy?"
Yan Fan sneered: "So what? Mortals are like ants. If they can complete the spiritual spring evolution, it is their honor."
Yan Zhu couldn't help but think of the day when Bai Hua was executed, and she had said the same thing: "They really are all from the same nest."
"you!"
Yan Fan said, "What do you understand? Compassion? Don't you think about what mortals gain from their lives, finding joy in suffering? And if gods lose their faith and merit, they will also dissipate into the world. That's fine, but now the spiritual energy is thin, and the ancient gods have fallen one after another. Who can guarantee that in a hundred years, we will not fall due to the decline of spiritual energy!
But if one completes the spiritual spring evolution and cultivates with turbid energy, then a new era will be ushered in! An era where no god will perish because their cultivation is not in line with their development!
When the universe first opened, the gods cultivated with the power of chaos. After thousands of years, the power of chaos dissipated, leaving the gods unable to cultivate and falling one after another. The Primordial Age ended, and those fallen Chaos Ancient Gods transformed into mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas to nourish all things. At the same time, the universe gave birth to spiritual power, and the Ancient Age began. But what is happening now?! Tell me!
Fall! Still Fall! "
Yan Fan became more and more excited as he spoke, and the iron chain made a rattling sound as he was pulled.
Yanzhu glanced at Qingxuan, and their eyes met, both solemn.
The woman thought of Jinhuang, the god who was calm and composed, walking towards his predetermined fate and falling.
After venting, Yan Fan seemed to be tired and his mood was depressed: "Okay, you all know everything you need to know. Even if you kill me, it will be useless because there are more than just me, hahahahahaha!"
After saying this, Yan Fan closed his eyes and said no more.
The whole story is clear. If you want to make someone lose their composure, threats and oppression are inferior, but attacking their mind is the best. First make them crazy, and then wait for them to destroy themselves.
Yan Zhu looked at Qing Xuan. This man first bombarded Yan Fan with questions, leaving him no time to think and making him lose his composure. Then, in panic, Yan Fan instinctively avoided key information, allowing Qing Xuan to confirm his guess. Finally, he produced evidence to break down the other party's last psychological defenses, and then, with the attitude of a superior, he generously threw out the word "recognition". Yan Fan, with a frenzied expression, told everything.
Gui Zang's eyes showed a hint of praise: "Continuously bombarding the other party with multiple consecutive questions deprives them of time to think, finds contradictions in their own confusion, and exposes their lies in their efforts to cover up.
I didn't know, Qingxuan, that you were also a mastermind behind all this. It just so happens that you don't have a priestly title, but are a free God Lord. So, how about coming to work in my Divine Law Temple? I'll pay you a divine salary, and I promise you'll be no less than Sister Yanzhu."
Gui Zang hooked his arm around Qing Xuan's shoulder, acting like a good brother, and coaxed him, "It's just right that you've moved out of Lonely Land. You don't have to be controlled by your sister anymore. Why don't you come work for me?"
Yan Zhu: Poaching people right in front of me? Is that appropriate?
Wu Jiu reminded Yan Zhu: "Master, have you forgotten? Qing Xuan has already moved out. Wherever he goes has nothing to do with us in Gujing."
Yan Zhu in the second form was extremely overbearing and unreasonable: So what? Although I have reached the stage of forming a pill and advanced in cultivation, and his cultivation has recovered, and the agreement we made a year ago barely has a beginning and an end, but I have a relationship with his prophecy stone, and that means I have a relationship with him, and Qingxuan is still my person!
Wujiu: ...
Yanzhu rolled her eyes. What did she mean by "controlling him"?
"Can I control him?"
The dark light in Yanzhu's eyes concealed a myriad of things, as if she had heard a joke.
"Hey? Sister Yanzhu, don't be angry. I'm just looking for a job for Qingxuan."
Gui Zang discussed with a smile, "You also know that in the God Realm, there are too many monks and too little porridge. Every carrot is in its place. Even if he has the cultivation of a God, it doesn't mean he can get the position of a priest. But it's different for me. I can find a backdoor for Qingxuan!
If you think it's too low, and Yan Fan has just been dismissed, your life is in danger, why don't you take over Yan Fan's position?"
Yan Zhu raised an eyebrow: "Let him be."
Yan Fan, who was trapped on the punishment platform, was annoyed to death: "What are you arguing about? Do you think the priests in the divine world are yours? And you're using the backdoor? Even if this lousy fortune teller is a divine master, he can't get in! Besides, I'm still here. You're just thinking about my position. You really don't take me seriously!"
After saying that, Yan Zhu raised her hand, and the black silk instantly rushed towards Yan Fan's face -
In a flash, he was stopped by Gui Zang, who looked puzzled, "What's wrong, Sister Yanzhu? Why did you kill her so cruelly? If the God of Sin in the Divine Law Temple is to be executed, there are procedures to follow."
Yanzhu looked at Qingxuan, who had a calm expression and returned her gaze with a hint of comfort.
He knew it too.
When the Ascension Thunder struck, Yan Fan woke up earlier, perhaps he had been pretending to be unconscious the whole time.
The fact that Qingxuan's cultivation had recovered and he had been promoted to the realm of Godly Lord was probably already known to those behind the scenes.
Yan Zhu had a cold face as he approached Yan Fan in the center of the punishment platform step by step. His eyes were pure ice, and his gaze towards the opposite side was extremely oppressive and terrifying, like a demon who had the power of life and death at will.
Gui Zang saw that the situation was not right and his expression was solemn, but he still stood in front of Yan Fan and said in a serious tone, "Yan Zhu, give me a reason."
The reason? Yan Zhu couldn't give it. She couldn't reveal Qingxuan's cultivation level, even though the possibility of this trump card being leaked couldn't be ruled out.
She couldn't tell anyone else either.
As she pressed on step by step, Yan Zhu gathered her spirit at her fingertips again, and the black silk coiled forward behind her, ready to attack at any time and devour the opponent.
After Yan Fan was exposed, he stopped pretending and started to accuse people casually: "To kill someone in Linglong chess is a complete disregard for the divine laws and heavenly rules. Could it be that the God of Pure Turbidity is behind this? Guizang Divine Lord, you don't care about it? I am a Divine Lord after all. If I die, you, Guizang, cannot escape the blame!"
Seeing that Yan Zhu refused to budge and would rather be punished than kill Yan Fan, and Yan Fan chose to provoke him, Gui Zang, who had been a real headache for both of them, simply frowned and threatened: "This is the Temple of Divine Law. If you kill him, the punishment is the least, but the loss of the priest is the most serious!"
"Priest? It's just an empty title. It's better not to be one."
Yan Zhu seemed to be smiling, and her only goal at the moment was to kill Yan Fan.
Seeing that Yan Zhu was only five or six steps away from here and was getting closer, when the woman raised her hand, Gui Zang immediately raised the protective shield to resist, and at the same time called Qingxuan behind Yan Zhu.
"Hurry up and take care of Sister Yanzhu! You can't kill gods in Linglong chess!"
Unexpectedly, Qingxuan didn't move his lips and didn't try to dissuade him at all. Instead, he looked indifferent. The smile on his lips made Gui Zang think that Qingxuan also wanted to kill Yanfan.
Qingxuan's eyes followed Yanzhu's steps all the time. Hearing this, he just shook his head helplessly: "I can't control her."
Gui Zang choked and looked stunned.
"I have reasons why I must kill him, but I'm sorry, I can't tell you right now. As for all the blame... Qingxuan will bear it."
Yan Zhu raised her hand, and the black silk was slightly bent, like a hunting snake, ready to attack at any time.
Hearing the woman's words, Qingxuan smiled briefly: "That's right, no matter what she did, I will take care of it. As for Yanfan, the sins he committed are enough to strip the bones of the gods, destroy the godhood, and send him into reincarnation.
Yan Zhu killed him now, which was a relief. He should thank the God of Purification.
Isn't it, Yanfan?"
Yan Fan was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. How could someone need such a high-sounding reason to kill someone?
"Kill me if you want to. Stop talking so much nonsense."
Yan Fan's attitude was arrogant because he was convinced that the Divine Law Temple could not resort to private punishment and all gods had to follow the divine law.
Gui Zang frowned, "Although Yan Fan has admitted what he did, we still haven't found any clues about who's behind it?"
Qingxuan smiled and said, "I already know this, so... he is no longer valuable."
After saying this, Yan Fan's expression changed drastically: "How can you... No way... Blow me up!"
"Impossible! You can't possibly know!"
Yan Fan looked terrified, holding his head in his hands as if he was trying to recall where he had revealed his true identity.
Seeing this, a dark light flashed in Qingxuan's eyes on the side, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, like a chess player in control.
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