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Chapter 242 Qiu Shuijing mourns

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    Su Yun fell silent.

    Spirituality is the condensed spirit of people, and supernatural powers are the reflection of spirituality.

    When Qin Wuling died, his spirit was not strong enough, and when his spirit was attached to external objects, he could only become a demon, spirit or monster.

    Han Jun, who is now Xue Qingfu, sent Qin Wuling's spirit into his pen, turning him into a pen monster, no different from other monsters.

    Other monsters, such as Huahu and Qingqiuyue, are also transformed from the soul of a spiritualist attached to a fox.  For them, there is no past life, they are themselves, and the only relationship between themselves and the past life is that they feel that something is very familiar in their memory from time to time, as if they have done or experienced it.

    Sometimes, they will also recall fragments of life in the previous life, but they are no longer the same person in the previous life.

    The same is true for Pen Monster Danqing.

    He was sold by Han Jun to Cen Shengren who came to Beijing to take the exam when he was young. Cen Shengren had a good relationship with the Taoist saints and holy Buddhas at that time, enlightened Danqing, and accepted him as a disciple.

    Even if Danqing awakened Qin Wuling's memory, it had nothing to do with Qin Wuling, it was just a life experience for him, just like Yingying now.

    Wen Guanshan said that Qin Wuling is dead, and he is a wonderful painter, and this is the reason.

    "So, teacher, how did Saint Wen die?"

    Su Yun asked: "Cen Sheng investigated Danqing's death, but hanged himself outside Tianmen Town, how did he die? I saw Wen Shengren's body in your study, and saw many terrible things.  How do you explain it?"

    "You are very close to the truth."

    Wen Guanshan glanced at the shadow behind him, smiled and said: "If I can survive this disaster, I will tell you the truth. If I can't, then this secret will be buried in the dust with me."

    Su Yun raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the girl's body that had been frozen into an ice sculpture behind him: "The teacher is only two steps away from me, maybe the teacher doesn't need to wait to see if he can survive this catastrophe, maybe the disciple can do it now  Let the teacher turn into dust."

    Wen Guanshan said lightly: "With the Yinglong in your body? My child, before you master the power of Yinglong, I can kill you, and kill Yingying in your spirit world by the way."

    The two fell silent.

    Yingying broke into a cold sweat, feeling extremely nervous.

    Su Yun got up and said goodbye: "Teacher, I want to take good care of my body."

    Wen Guanshan stared at his shadow, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, he wanted to move, but held back.

    The shadow of Su Yun on the ground is like the God of War Yinglong in myths and legends, with powerful and strange power, which makes him a little unpredictable.

    "The shadow on the ground is like Yinglong. At a certain moment, I thought he was lying to me, using his superficial supernatural powers to fool me. But this evil and powerful force"

    Looking at Su Yun's back, Wen Guanshan was puzzled: "This profound power even surpassed that of a saint. It is rumored that the ancient saint emperor was invincible when he encountered a demon king.  Say, are the rumors true?"

    "Ma-ha¡ª¡ª" A strange voice came from next to his ear.

    When Wen Guanshan heard this voice, the killing intent in his heart completely dissipated.

    Su Yun walked out, and when he walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a Yingying voice finally came from his ear: "Finally came out alive. Su Shizi, just now I thought he would really hurt the killer! Unexpectedly  He will actually be intimidated by your supernatural powers!"

    Su Yun was also a little surprised, and said: "I didn't expect that either. I originally expected that he would have a temptation, but who knew that he didn't even try, so I was bluffed."

    "Maybe he was beaten too badly by Xiang Liu." Yingying guessed.

    "I think so."

    Su Yun was very proud: "Sage Wen, one of the four great myths, was a little psychologically shadowed by me, and it is only natural."

    Yingying was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Su Shizi, thank you, you have settled my concern."

    Su Yun looked up at the sky, breathed out a turbid breath, and said with a smile: "Yingying, not only you have settled a concern, but I have also settled a huge concern. From now on, there will be no obstacles in my Taoist heart."

    Yingying sneered and said, "I'm still worried that you will fall into the devil's way because of this, just like Han Jun, just like Qin Wuling and the others, when they saw darkness, they turned into darkness." When she said this, she felt a little sad in her heart.

    Wen Guanshan said that he is Danqing, not Qin Wuling, but in Yingying's heart he is still Qin Wuling, the wise and martial leader.

    "How could I have become like them?The lights are not as bright as before.

    ? On a rainy night, a man wearing a bamboo hat walked into the unguarded prime minister's courtyard with his head held low.

    There was no golden banner in front of the arch, so the man walked smoothly into the courtyard where Wen Guanshan recuperated, and came to the door of the sick bed.

    In front of the door hangs the Lingshan Subduing Demon Pestle, and suddenly the light shines!

    In a few rounds, the man in the bamboo hat pressed the Lingshan Demon Subduing Pestle, suppressed the Subduing Demon Pestle, nailed it to the ground, and then pushed open the door and entered.

    When he came to the sickbed, he saw a sword hanging on the bedside of the sickbed. It was another treasure of Wenguan Mountain, the Dao Sword of Cutting Three Corpses!

    Daojian screamed and jumped out of the scabbard. Immediately, the room was filled with sword light, intersecting like electricity in the ward.

    After another three rounds, the man in the bamboo hat suppressed the Dao Sword of Three Corpses, and the Dao sword inserted into the scabbard with a bang.

    The man in the bamboo hat walked towards the sickbed, behind the curtains of the sickbed, Wen Guanshan could be vaguely seen sitting up suddenly.

    The man in the bamboo hat stretched his palm towards the curtain, swiped his palm suddenly, picked up his sword, turned around, and strode away without opening the curtain.

    Wen Guanshan behind the tent was stunned: "That's amazing, Mr. Shui Jing!"

    The man in the bamboo hat came to the door, pulled out the Lingshan Subduing Demon Pestle stuck in the ground, and took it away with him.

    Wen Guanshan lay down, his face gloomy: "Qiu Shuijing is plotting against me, it really is like a mirror of water, watertight!"

    His original plan was to put the three spiritual weapons, the Qianyan Banner, the Three Corpse Sword and the Lingshan Subduing Demon Pestle, in the coffin in case the Lord of the Second Night came to attack him. Unexpectedly, the target of the visitor was not him.  , but his three spiritual soldiers!

    There are only a few people in the world who can count one step ahead of him in wisdom, and even he counts among them, and Qiu Shuijing is one of them.

    So Wen Guanshan immediately guessed that Mr. Shui Jing was the person behind the situation leading the situation!

    "It's not that easy to want me to die!"

    At five o'clock, after the thunderstorm, the sky was clear, the night sky was transparent, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and suddenly there was a lot of crying and shouting, and the sad news came from the prime minister's mansion. One of the four myths in Yuanshuo, the prime minister Wen Guanshan died of illness  , died suddenly.

    Most of the civil and military officials in the Eastern Capital had already washed and tidied up, were eating breakfast, and were preparing to go to court. When they heard the news, they couldn't help but panic and left one after another. They went straight to the other courtyard of the prime minister's mansion.

    From five watch to daytime, and from daytime to afternoon, there was an endless stream of people coming and going from the other courtyards of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and even the emperor went out of the palace to express his condolences, holding the coffin and crying loudly.

    Yu Shi Qiu Shuijing also came to mourn, crying so hard that he couldn't breathe. He insisted on Fei Hongjin, Zeng Zhensong and others to open the coffin and see the prime minister's remains with their own eyes.

    "The prime minister is gone, Qiu will be buried in the same room as the prime minister, and will follow the prime minister after death!"

    Qiu Shuijing drew his sword and cried loudly, and wanted to wipe his neck on the spot, but Min Wanghai, Fei Hongjin and others hurriedly stopped him. During the dispute, Qiu Shuijing accidentally stabbed the coffin with his sword.

    Civil and military officials hurried forward and tried to persuade Qiu Shuijing to stop crying, but occasionally twitched his shoulders, obviously the pain in his heart was hard to dispel for a while.

    At this night, in the middle of the night, everything is silent, the coffins are parked in the other courtyard, only the candles are faint, and the birds are silent.

    A figure slowly walked in the night and came to the coffin.

    The man slowly raised his head under the candlelight, took out a mask from his arms, and stuck it on his face with a click. The mask suddenly came alive.

    "Brother leader, you once saved my life, I will pay you back tonight. After tonight, you and I will not owe each other any more, and we will fight for the world!"

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