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"Master Meng, how is your relationship with the pastor?"
Qin Yang casually asked Master Meng a question.
He didn't know the pastor, so he contacted the other party for no reason, not to mention the method, but for any normal person on the other side, the first thing to do is to confirm his identity first.
But obviously, he, Qin Youde, has no identity or reputation in the Ten Directions Realm, and if he doesn't have something to back him up, then the credibility of his words is naturally capped at 50%.
What's the use of him bragging about who he is and what he has done.
His Qin Youde's name, even if it resounds throughout the heavens and worlds, the Ten Directions Realm is still an exception.
? For normal people to make friends and deal with each other for the first time, if they want to get off to a good start, the easiest thing is naturally to have a trusted middleman and invite them to have dinner together.
Now who else is more suitable than Mengshi?
Mengshi obviously didn't know Qin Yang's slap in the face, she replied blankly.
"I don't know him well."
"" When Qin Yang prepared a car, he was blocked back abruptly.
Seeing Qin Yang's ghostly appearance of being constipated for eight months, Mengshi thought about it and added a sentence.
"My deity is not familiar with him, and those who walk the world are basically my incarnations."
Qin Yang said in his heart, what do you need to say?
How many incarnations do you have, I'm afraid you don't even know.
The Fujun type is at best walking around with avatars, but to you, avatars are not as good as dogs, and the number is not of the same order at all.
Qin Yang didn't bother to go around in circles, and said bluntly.
"Could you introduce the pastor to me? You don't need to come forward if you set up a line. After all, if I come directly to the door, he won't know who Qin Yang is."
"What are you looking for?" Meng Shi seemed a little surprised.
Qin Yang didn't know what to say for a moment.
He could see that Meng Shi still looked like a ghost, and she really didn't even bother to hear a word about the things she didn't pay attention to.
Because of personal matters, the dream master will most likely not bother to care about them. Normal interpersonal communication, if it is put on this guy, is purely useless.
Qin Yang considered it for a while.
"If we want to promote it in the future, the ten-square boundary will definitely not be able to go around. If the pastor is willing to give a little help there, everything will go much smoother.
After all, it is our ultimate goal to let the whole world and all living beings join in.
All living beings and one less person, these are two levels. "
"Oh, you're right, but one of my incarnations seems to have offended the pastor. I'm not suitable to meet him, and I don't want him to know that I'm still there.
If you want to find him, you can find him yourself. "
The dream master stretched out a hand, as if probing into a phantom, and poked it into her head. She seemed to be looking for it for a long time, and a wisp of gray smoke was caught by her. In her hand, it turned into a jade token .
On the jade tablet, there is a relief of a whip.
"This was brought back by my incarnation back then. It's a thought of the pastor. You can find him through this, but I think you'd better not go."
"Is he not very talkative?"
"I just don't feel very good. I don't know the specifics. It may be because one of my incarnations died in his hands."
"Does he know that is your incarnation?"
"I don't know if he knows."
After Mengshi finished speaking, he went offline and disappeared.
Today's dream is over.
Qin Yang took the jade tablet and left, confused.
What happened, the pastor killed an incarnation of the dreamer?
This matter is very big if you say it is big, but it may be small if you say it is small.
That's why Qin Yang asked the pastor if he knew it was an avatar.
For an epic-level dead house like Mengshi, the deity basically never moves, and what outsiders see are incarnations.
If the avatar was present from the very beginning, then this so-called avatar is not actually an avatar in the eyes of others.
As for the so-called dream master himself, it may be someone else in the eyes of others.
If the pastor didn't know about the incarnation, but killed the dream master's incarnation, it meant that the pastor was planning to kill the dream master completely.
In that era, the Realm of the Dead hadn't yet appeared.
If a strong man of this level makes a move, he will die if he dies, and if he is wiped out, he will be wiped out.
resurrection?Possible, purely a small probability event.
For so many years, except for those who were born with immortality, or the emperor of heaven, I really haven't seen anyone who has been resurrected seriously.
Conversely, if the pastor knows that it is just an incarnation.
The nature is at most the same as Qin Yang killing the incarnation of the Fujun, it's just a drizzle.
Qin Yang pondered over and over again, but he still couldn't settle down. There was still a little bump in Mengshi's words.
Although I feel so in my heart, I still have to do things.
After finishing the new day's work in the Ministry of Rebirth, and after watching the dreams of those guys, Qin Yang took out the jade card, cast the dream technique, and tried to give the priest a dream.
Let's meet first.
Ten squares.
The pastor was sitting on the edge of a cliff with drooping eyelids. His left sleeve was fluttering in the wind. It was empty inside, and his left hand had disappeared.
This is the result of a head-to-head confrontation in previous years.
After Tai Yi transformed into the emperor of the ten directions, he recovered to today, and with the blessing of the gods, his strength was even stronger than when the emperor of heaven was at his peak.
There is no carelessness, but it also damages the way.
Sitting dry, he suddenly felt a call that seemed to be there, but he couldn't feel where the person was. The pastoral whip was circling around him without any response.
The pastor pondered for a while, then smiled in surprise, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in an instant.
?In the mist, the clouds and mists gradually parted, and it seemed that after walking for a long time, a pavilion suddenly appeared in front of it.
The pastor stepped into the gazebo, and Qin Yang was already sitting inside.
Seeing the pastor with his own eyes, the gap with Qin Yang's expected image was not so big.
At least the image of this one-armed old farmer with vicissitudes of life does not have the temperament of a strategizing giant.
The thought flashed by, Qin Yang had already stood up before the other party came in, and bowed his hands politely.
"Junior Qin Yang, I have seen Senior Priest."
"Dream entry?"
"The younger generation was once inherited by a dream master. This is the dream-making technique developed by the younger generation."
"I've heard of you."
Qin Yang was taken aback, had his name, Qin Youde, already resounded throughout the Ten Directions?
"I heard Yan Hui mentioned you."
"Oh, so it's Senior Yan, I wonder if he's alright?" Qin Yang heaved a sigh of relief.
After a few polite words and asking about Yan Hui's situation, Qin Yang turned to the main topic.
"Since the senior is in the Ten Directions Realm, he must know that the Emperor of the Ten Directions is the Taitian Emperor."
"I know it myself."
"Please forgive me for being presumptuous, senior, how do seniors plan to deal with Emperor Zun of the Ten Directions?"
"At present, there is no complete solution. The moment I opened my eyes, he has become a big deal."
"That's right. The junior has some ideas. I don't know if the senior can lend a helping hand."
Qin Yang simply said that since it is impossible to fight alone because of the Shenchao, he should integrate a stronger Shenchao, cooperate with the Shenchao Emperor, and press it head-on.
But as the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you can win a hundred battles, and you must have early intelligence.
So this needs the pastor to help out.
For some easy things, the pastor did not hesitate, and directly agreed.
At this point, Qin Yang didn't talk about it any further. He didn't mention the dream technique, the re-enactment of the big world in the dream, or even the realm of the dead.
After a simple exchange, the dream was over, and Qin Yang looked back at the gazebo in the mist, where it was completely annihilated.
He opened his eyes, frowning slightly.
He guessed quite right before, but something was wrong.
His status, in all aspects, is obviously not enough to make the pastor who has never had contact with him and is still in a relatively independent world give too much face.
But at the same time, the pastor seemed to be saving face, so he agreed directly.
It sounds contradictory, but this is how Qin Yang feels now.
He always felt that there was something awkward about the simple communication that seemed to be no problem.
Among the twelve divisions, if counting the incarnations, he has come into contact with several of them, but the priest feels the most awkward to him.
It seemed that he was worried, but he didn't dare to say it, and he didn't dare to show it. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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