Chen Huai'an placed the crystal wrapped in beard cells on the screen of his mobile phone.

The screen that was resisting just now suddenly opened up and the player's backpack took the crystal into it.

Chen Huai'an felt great.

So what if you are good at deducing secrets?

He can't fix the bug himself!

When I went online again, I was able to take the crystal ball out of my backpack.

Seeing that Li Qingran was already meditating, Chen Huai'an quietly closed the door and went outside to wait for Bai.

"This is the remaining...um, the remains of one of my ancestors. Can you help me see if there is any hope for his resurrection?"

Bai took the crystal ball and looked at Chen Huai'an with a touch of admiration and emotion in his eyes.

Combined with the questions asked by the Sword Pavilion ancestor before, it can be seen that this ancient man is just an ordinary person.

But even so, the ancestor of Jian Ge was still careful to preserve the remains of the old man, just to resurrect him one day.

I guess this stump will eventually die.

Save 껗껜뎃 ah...

It is said that time can erase everything, but it still cannot erase the loyalty and righteousness of this Jian Ge ancestor!

In this way, it is absolutely possible to join the group of monsters in Yaochi.

Her worries before were totally unnecessary.

Bai opened his spiritual eyes to observe the crystal ball while thinking.

I will refine the remaining ninety-six portions of Hunyuan Bu Tian in a moment.

When the time comes, each disciple of Jian Pavilion will have one in their hands, and they will be placed in the sect's treasury for future use.

Anyway, after the ancestor of Jian Ge expressed his opinion, Master Su Ge has agreed to accept her into Jian Ge, and she will be a disciple of Jian Ge from now on!

Chen Huai'an waited anxiously for Bai Xuan's result.

But the girl was biting her lower lip with a strange expression, as if she wanted to say something but stopped herself.

"Why, you can't be resurrected? It's okay, just tell me, I have already prepared myself mentally."

"This..." Wang Bai was silent for a moment, then glanced at Chen Huai'an from a distance, "You should look at it yourself..."

Chen Huai'an took the crystal ball and took a look.

[Sweet~Your smile is so sweet~]

[Fake cigarettes, fake alcohol, fake friends, fake friends~ fake love, fake gentleness, coaxing you to your home, and driving you away in the middle of the night~]

[We are the stars of the village. We have no feelings for each other. You said we need fortune telling when we are together~]

All kinds of demonic music flooded Chen Huai'an's consciousness like a tsunami.

He saw in the crystal ball that the man with the beard was wearing a black suit and a Batman mask, holding a bouquet of roses in his mouth and twisting his body passionately to the music.

This picture, this music.

Don't say you've seen it in vain. Keep silent.

He almost cried after reading it - if he had known earlier, he would have said that Luo Hai was his story.

It should be said that it is a roadside.

"Senior, you..." An awkward smile appeared on her pretty face: "Your story is quite interesting."

She could actually understand it.

For ordinary people, the hobbies and behaviors of immortal cultivators are naturally a little different.

Although the difference was a bit too obvious, she could only hypnotize herself like this.

"Well... this old friend of mine was also good at singing and dancing." Chen Huai'an coughed lightly and said seriously: "Don't think his behavior is strange. This is actually the folk dance and folk song of his hometown. Don't you feel his aura?"

Bai suddenly understood what he said.

He stared at the crystal ball for a while and nodded: "So that's how it is. Very natural!"

Chen Huai'an saw that he had been fooled, so he hurriedly asked, "What's going on? Is there still hope for his resurrection?"

"Senior, your deceased is not just a remnant of soul. His entire soul is sealed in the crystal ball. All we need to do is restore his body. However, the body of a mortal is much more fragile than that of a monk, and there is only this much left..."

뀑Bai Man's face was filled with embarrassment and he sighed:

"It would be great if you were the Nüwatu, but unfortunately we only know that the Fenjing Holy Land has collected a bowl of it. The old evil monk Fenye treasures that bowl of Nüwatu..."

What she meant was that she wanted to make sure that the nun of Fenjing Holy Land could only fight with the monk Fenye.

The ancestor of Jian Ge is a master, so he must have done it before.

Of course, the female nun couldn't even think about it.

"I, the real Nüwatu, was lucky enough to gain something when I traveled to other worlds." Chen Huai'an lied with his eyes closed.

The problem is that all the Jian Ge disciples present know that his real body is traveling.

"But what should I do if I lose this female nun?"

"How could you get a treasure like Nvwutu?" Bai was surprised, but soon he was relieved: "That's right, you can cultivate to the fifth level of Dongxu with just an ordinary field, which shows that you are very lucky, so it is understandable that you can get a treasure like Nvwutu."

Chen Huai'an: "..."

뀑Bai is good in every way.

It's a pity that I have such a mouth.

"You bury the remains of your deceased father in the soil of his mother's grave. I will prepare some liquid medicine for you. You can irrigate it with the liquid medicine every day. In half a month at most, the remains will form embryos." Wang Bai did not realize that there was a problem with what she had just described. On the contrary, she felt that she had flattered him very well.

"Embryo? He'll become a baby?!"

This is so bizarre.

Although it is acceptable.

"This is a necessary process." Bai nodded, frowned again, and said with certainty: "But after all, he is a new body grown from the soil of the nanny. With the help of the medicine, he will grow very quickly... Maybe he will be ready in a month?"

Chen Huaian held the crystal ball doubtfully.

He really wants to take care of the kids.

However, if you really need to take care of the child, just leave it to Xiang Xiaoyuan.

After all, Xiang Xiaoyuan is her wet nurse, so as long as she can revive Lu Beihu, that will be enough.

It would also let the whiskered man see what a mess the prosperous times he had been looking forward to have become.

“Hmm…”

A muffled groan came from the side room.

Through the open door, everyone saw that Jian Ge's direct disciple Duan Feng had already sat up from the bench.

"This is... back to Jiange?"

Duan Feng's memory was still stuck on the scene where he was punched away by the remains of the demon cultivator and vomited blood.

He glanced around and saw Xu An and Zhen He were also slowly waking up.

There was a seductive woman lying on the bed opposite, but she was hidden by the gauze curtain so it was hard to see who she was.

Chen Huaian walked into the room. Duan Feng saw that it was the ancestor and was about to get out of bed to greet him, but he was held down by a soft force.

"Your field has just been repaired, so please don't mess around."

"You field? Just repaired?" Duan Feng was stunned and his hand consciously reached for his lower abdomen.

He closed his eyes and sensed it, his face gradually turning pale—traces of Makoto Oda's remodeling.

In other words, his front field was gone! ?

What terrified him even more was that the spiritual roots of his Taoist body also disappeared.

Who fucks?

The remains of a demon cultivator? !

Duan Feng ignored himself and started to care about his two fellow apprentices: "Then, then fellow apprentices Xu An and Zhen He..."

"That's right." Su Qi also walked in, stood half a step behind Chen Huai'an, and said solemnly:

"All your fields have been abandoned. Not only your fields have been abandoned, but your spiritual roots and special physiques have been uprooted. Those who committed such evil deeds are not the remains of demon cultivators or demon cultivators. They are from the Yaochi Holy Land among the three holy lands. The Fenjing Holy Land is also very likely to be an ally of the Yaochi Holy Land."

Su Qi's voice gradually became lower and lower.

Duan Feng saw a sword pavilion disciple with a strange face standing outside the door.

The only thing missing is a hint of beauty.

Normally, if he was injured and unconscious, Senior Sister would definitely be the first person he would see when he woke up.

Duan Feng suddenly had a good premonition in his heart. He stared at the Pavilion Master in a daze and asked in a trembling voice, "Pavilion Master, where is Senior Sister?"

"Your senior sister..."

The corners of Su Qi's eyes turned red and he sighed.

"Your senior sister has been trapped in the Yaochi Holy Land in order to rescue you!"

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