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Wang Lin's expression remained normal, but his heart was moved. The so-called "return" actually meant that the Yuanying monk was invaded by external demons during his cultivation, and thus became entangled in the Yuanying, making it impossible for the Yuanying to leave the body, but the body was in a state of insecurity. A state like sleep.
This is homecoming!
The only way to solve this problem is to put the monks in a place with spiritual isolation, and let them drive away the external demons on their own, so that they can wake up. If outsiders help, unless their cultivation is several steps higher than that of the returning monks, or even It needs to be at a higher level, otherwise it will have no effect.
If a monk who has been away for a long time cannot wake up on his own, then the Nascent Soul will be infiltrated by external demons, disappear immediately, and the physical body will also rot.
But generally speaking, most of the returning monks can wake up, but their cultivation level will be reduced, but it is better than losing their lives.
This kind of return is not very common in the world of cultivation. At least Wang Lin has not heard of any monks who are in the state of return so far.
After Qiu Siping finished speaking, he immediately stared at Wang Lin closely, trying to get some clues from his expression. Unfortunately, Wang Lin's expression did not change at all, and he remained calm and composed from beginning to end.
Wang Lin pondered for a while, the red light in his eyes faded slightly, he glanced at Qiu Siping, and said slowly: "How do you know that there are returning monks?"
Qiu Siping breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. As long as Wang Lin asked questions, it would mean that the three-sentence agreement mentioned before had been terminated. Qiu Siping had no doubt that if his three sentences just now did not impress the other party, then this person would definitely Kill yourself without hesitation.
They were both in the late stage of pill formation, but the gap was huge. Qiu Siping smiled bitterly in his heart. He felt unwilling to accept it. In his opinion, the other party must have some extremely powerful magic weapon in his body. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to have such an attack. The strength can make him even lack the strength to resist.
Hearing Wang Lin's question at this time, he quickly said: "Fellow Taoist, this is a long story. How about we sit down and let Qiu explain it to you slowly?"
Wang Lin glanced at him and nodded slightly.
Qiu Siping immediately flew forward, and a trace of black mist appeared under his feet, carrying him to the pavilion at the top of the mountain.
After Qiu Siping went ahead, Wang Lin sent his body forward and landed lightly on the mountain pavilion. With a flick of his sleeve, a breeze blew on the stone bench, blowing away some fine dust on it, and he He lifted up the hem and sat on it.
Although he was behind, he entered the pavilion at the same time as Qiu Siping. Although Qiu Siping looked normal, his heart was calm. His pupils shrank for a moment, but they soon returned to normal.
He knows that this must be a warning from the other party, and its purpose is to let him know that even if he uses some means to escape, he will definitely not be able to escape the pursuit.
In fact, Wang Lin¡¯s intention was indeed this. He paid close attention to what Qiu Siping said. In fact, anything related to the birth of a baby can attract his attention.
After all, Wang Lin¡¯s current cultivation level has reached the late stage of pill formation, and birthing a baby is a major event that must be considered and is close at hand.
Once he can successfully conceive a baby, what awaits him will be to kill him back to the Zhao Kingdom, make the sky dark and the earth dark, kill him until the blood flows into a river, turn the Zhao Kingdom's sky into blood, and turn the Zhao Kingdom's land into red. Let all cultivators in the Zhao Kingdom never forget that bloody day, and let all his enemies in the Zhao Kingdom use their blood to worship the ancestors of the Wang family! !
He wants the entire Teng family, from the elderly to the children and grandchildren, and even everyone related to them not to leave any chickens or dogs behind!
He wanted the old man of Jimo to die without a burial place and all his disciples to die in agony for several months.
He wants all those who secretly helped the Teng family to be punished, and all of them have to pay an unbearable price for this matter!
??????????????????????? More importantly, he wants to transform the vine into a spirit, remove the soul, peel off the skin, remove the bones, melt the tendons, and cut the flesh! In short, he used every method he could think of to repay the pain and hatred for more than four hundred years!
Qiu Siping flipped his right hand, and there was a wine pot and cup in his hand. After pouring two cups himself, he picked up the cup, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, this is the wine brewed from Canyun Fruit by Xiu Mo Beihai." , take a sip, and the aftertaste will be endless, Taoist friends may wish to taste it."
Wang Lin did not urge the other party to answer the question, but glanced at the wine glass, then picked it up and observed it carefully, as if there was something interesting inside.
The wine in this wine glass is turquoise, and it looks crystal clear, which is really beautiful.
Qiu Siping took a sip for a long time, but found that Wang Lin seemed to have no interest in this matter, so heThe infant monks teleport several times faster, and their speed is getting faster and faster. With the sound of thunder, they disappear in the blink of an eye.
In Xiu Demon Sea, in the extreme south, on the third floor of the weapon refining sect's shop in an ordinary city, a white-haired, wrinkled old man was holding an animal bone and talking nonstop to a building. Cardinal monks brag.
"Brother, this thing is really a treasure. I will tell you about its seventy-fourth use. Please listen to me slowly"
The foundation-building monk had a livid face at this moment. If it weren't for the fact that he was not allowed to do anything in the weapon refining pavilion, he would have killed the old guy who was entangled from the first floor to the third floor with a sword. In his opinion, this old man was around the seventh or eighth level of the Qi Condensation Stage.
What was especially intolerable to him was that the old man was spitting when he spoke, which made him almost uncontrollable and had to reveal his magic weapon.
In the end, he was really angry, swept his sleeves, and left the weapon refining pavilion in a hurry, but the old man still kept pestering him. Seeing that many people around him were looking at this place, the foundation-building monk threw out a low-grade spiritual stone, picked up the animal bone, and He sneered and left without looking back.
He has made up his mind to make this old guy look good tonight!
The white-haired old man picked up the spirit stone with a smile, put it to his mouth, blew on it, and placed it in his arms with great care. But at this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly raised his head and stared at the clouds.
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