Chapter 660: Little Ah Qing, I’m Missing a Waist

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The gray wind roared, carrying countless sand and gravel, blowing on the spaceships between heaven and earth.

Although there was protection, there was still a crackling sound, accompanied by the words of the Fourth Hall Master and Master Sheng Luo, reaching Xu Qing's ears.

At the same time, the other subordinates of the four hall masters on the flying boat also opened their eyes from their healing wounds and looked at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing looked at the four hall masters.

When he saw each other for the first time at the edge of the desert, some familiar feelings arose in his heart.

This feeling is not because they have seen each other's statues in Niyue Palace.

Statues are different for everyone, and even gender and ethnicity are hidden under the statue. Unless you have the supreme authority of Niming Palace, it is impossible to see it.

So Xu Qing was silent all the way on the flying boat, thinking about this familiar source in his heart.

Until now, he found it.

The most distinctive features of these four hall masters are, first, their old-fashioned seriousness. It seems that a smile is an extremely rare expression on his face, and the Sichuan pattern between his eyebrows makes this old-fashioned expression even more different. of intensity.

Xu Qing had seen such a face before in Kong Liangxiu, the master of the Sword-holding Palace in Fenghai County.

Thinking of the Palace Master, even after several years, waves still rose in his heart. The other party stood outside the forbidden formation, blocking the Shenglan tribe's army. In the destruction of ice and fire, Xu Qing's mind was forever .

"It is my senior brother who controls the God-Slaying Place." Xu Qing said softly.

He didn't lie. It was indeed Chen Erniu at the beginning, and Chen Erniu was responsible for the final outcome, but there was a little accident in the middle.

As for the truth, Xu felt that there was no need to tell others.

The master of the fourth hall had profound meaning and did not ask any more questions. As for Master Ding Shengluo, he sighed in his heart. He did not think that Xu Qinggong's attainments in alchemy could be very high, let alone that of Dan Jiu.

Because in his heart, those who can speak out their own thoughts and thoughts on alchemy cultivation in the Moon Sacrifice Domain after the original battle of alchemy must be the same as himself, and their pursuit of alchemy has been immersed in the passage of time. Not so young.

In this way, with Xu Qing's silence and time passing by, these flying boats crossed the wind and sand, and arrived at the Kusheng Mountains one day later.

Under the arrangement of Patriarch Mo Gui, the residence rights of more than ten mountain peaks were given to the Fourth Hall Master, which will be the new home of the monks on the Fourth Hall Master's side.

Xu Qing also completed the task, returned to the drug store, locked the chickens in the backyard again, sat in front of the deceased, took out the unused Yunshen Jade Slips, and put them aside.

Ming Mei Gong is not here. While drinking tea, the prince glanced at the jade slip and spoke calmly.

"Take it, it's a life-saving thing for you."

Xu Qing looked at the Crown Prince after hearing this.

"Senior, are you going on a long trip?"

"After some time, Third Sister and I will go out to unblock Lao Jiu. This time we don't need your help. We are fully confident and will wait for the opportunity to come."

Xu Qing nodded and put away the jade slips.

"In addition, you must not slack off in your cultivation. You asked me about your Ding Yi San Er last time. Now I can also tell you."

The prince looked deeply at Xu Qing's body.

Xu Qing perked up and listened carefully.

Seeing Xu Qing like this, the prince felt relieved. He had spent some time thinking about Ding Yisaner. At this moment, he put down the tea cup and spoke calmly.

"Your penis, one, three, two, is both a prison and luck, and it also contains a divine finger."

"Although this finger is not very good, it looks like the finger of a subordinate god, but it was born to be a god. This is commendable."

"But this also makes your Ding Yisan Er become complicated. I can see that this finger also has authority. It is the power of misfortune." But this misfortune does not belong to you. It really belongs to your Ding Yisan Er's luck and destiny. The fusion of misfortunes turned into the power of forgetfulness formed by this cage! "

"This combination of luck and misfortune is very clever. I saw many traces of the human race's restrictions on it, and even Yu Bi from the Sword-wielding Immortal Palace. If I guessed correctly, the prototype should be the Sword-wielding Immortal Palace. The Prison Department!"

"It was the people of later generations who used the records of the past, innovated them, and finally shaped them."

Shi Lu's deep voice echoed in Xu's ears. Xu Qing's body trembled, and a sense of respect arose in his heart.

Regarding Ding Yisan Er, he didn't say much to the prince, but the other party saw the essence directly, which made Xu Qing stand up and bow.

"Please give me some advice, senior."

The prince smiled.

"Feel the power of forgetfulness within it. This is a new authority and a direction that the Sword-bearing Immortal Palace researched during the period of the Ancient Emperor Xuanyou."

"That direction was what some people called artistic conception back then."

Xu Qing's mind moved, and he thought of Taisi Xianmen in Fenghai County.

Li Zimei once told him that at the end of the Taisi Immortal Sect's cultivation, it would be the path of artistic conception.

In addition to these, the clan leader of the Sea Corpse Clan also followed this path.

There was also the Taisi Xianmen monk he met under Li Youzhu. His actions also contained this kind of artistic conception.

Then there is Qingqiu. When the opponent uses his trump card, he also shows the power of artistic conception.

Xu Qing didn't expect that after going around in a big circle, he found out that his Ding Yi San Er also contained this ability.

Noticing Xu Qing's expression, the prince understood something in his heart.

"It seems that you have encountered similar cultivators before. This is normal. After all, when Ancient Emperor Xuanyou was still there, Sword-bearing Immortal Palace invited many people to participate for better research."

"However, your conception of forgetfulness is different from ordinary ones. After all, it is the product of the fusion of the fate of living beings and the misfortune of gods. It is worthy of your careful study."

"Moreover, the purpose of studying the artistic conception of the Sword-bearing Immortal Palace back then was to create an ability that would make the gods bow."

After saying that, the prince picked up the tea cup and told him that he had found out the trick on how to educate Xu Qing, that is, he knew it, and he had to explain it in as much detail as possible, without giving Xu Qing any room to develop his understanding.

As for things that you only know a little bit about, then you can talk about the mysteries and finally give you a direction, which is more suitable for Xu Qing's understanding.

And this direction needs to be big enough. Whether it can be achieved is another matter for later.

Xu Qing took a deep breath. His words made him suddenly understand his Ding Yi San Er, and he also had a direction. After clasping his fists, he immediately returned to the back room, sat down cross-legged, and began to think about it.

The Nascent Soul within Ding 132 also quietly opened its double limits at this moment, revealing a green light.

The god's fingers, which were stared at by him, turned over instinctively and continued to pretend to sleep, but his mind was trembling.

Other prisoners are even more like this.

Regardless of the head or the stone lion, they are currently in awe of Xu Qing to the extreme. After coming to the Moon Festival Territory, they feel that Xu Sheng is becoming less and less human and becomes more and more terrifying.

Even the old man Xing Danqing was trembling. Given a hundred courages given to him at this moment, he would not dare to shout at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing didn't pay much attention to these prisoners. He overlapped with his own Nascent Soul of Ding 132 and swept over them one by one.

With the idea of ​​​​giving the crown prince to his son, Xu Qing felt that the fingers were the source of misfortune, and his Nascent Soul was the gathering of luck, so the greatest manifestation of the power of forgetfulness was actually these prisoners.

So in the end, his eyes fell on the old man Danqing.

The old man looked pale and felt something bad, so he spoke quickly.

"Sir, I think our Ding 132 is not perfect yet. We need people, a water tank, and a scarecrow!"

"That's right, boss, the two of them are out there and will definitely cause harm to the common people. We have justice in our hearts and will never allow them to be so indulgent!"

His head was also speaking rapidly.

Xu Qing had no expression on his face and raised his right hand to grab it. Suddenly the old man Danqing flew over and landed in the hands of Xu Qing Yuanying. The old man had a flattering expression on his face and was about to speak.

"Shut up."

Xu Qing sent out his spiritual thoughts.

The old man immediately took out a pen, drew a line on his mouth to seal it, and then put on a flattering expression on his face.

Xu Qing nodded, raised his hand and pressed it on old man Danqing's forehead, feeling it carefully. Soon after, he grabbed the head and the stone lion again, feeling the same depth.

Even for the sake of better research, he simply waved these three and patted them into meat paste, staring at them intently, paying attention to their resurrection.

After repeating the process over and over again, with the three prisoners begging for mercy and with the fingers of the gods trembling more and more, Xu Qing ended his research.

In the back room, Xu Qing opened his eyes, revealing his enlightenment.

"Most of Ding Yisaner's previous guards died in misfortune, and I have also experienced many times of forgetfulness. These prisoners themselves are part of the misfortune, so they are immortal to a certain extent."

"And the reason why I forget is because I was also contaminated with bad luck at the beginning, and the luck merged, which resulted in forgetfulness."

"Using forgetfulness to determine cause and effect is the core of Ding Yi San Er."

Xu Qing groaned, and the Nascent Soul within his body flew towards the god's fingers and pressed on his body.

The fingers were reluctant, but they didn't dare to resist. The moment Ding Yisan's twin babies touched their fingers, Xu Qing's body, sitting in the back room, showed confusion in his eyes.

This confusion lasted for a while, until he instinctively felt the fluctuation coming from the Niyue Palace, so he took out the mirror given by the Crown Prince and entered the highest hall.

The moment he stepped in, the captain's small totem appeared on the door, and a wail could be heard.

"Little Ah Qing, something is wrong. Something is really wrong this time. I passed through the Moon-Reverse Palace during this period. Although I cannot be precise, I can still feel all the traces of flesh and blood on my body, but there is only one missing!"

"In my previous life, it seemed like I was missing a waist, and I couldn't feel it at all!"

"I have tried many times but can't find it. This is impossible. Even if it is eaten by someone, it will be left in the blood and I can feel it."

"Now, why is it gone? There is no trace at all. What happened to my waist?"