Chapter 873 Qin Fanzhen
Chapter 873 Qin Fanzhen
After listening to Qin Fanzhen's words, Wan Yan Wu Lei's eyes seemed to have a trace of strange color, but it disappeared in a flash.
She smiled and said: "Yuan Shaoqin, a fool who claims to be a genius, it would be fine if he died. If he had not died, he might have become a serious problem for the Holy Cult by now."
Qin Fanzhen stopped talking. Regarding the story between Yuan Shaoqin and Wanyan Wulei, not many people in the Cangyun Sect knew much, let alone her. I just heard that the relationship between the two people is somewhat ambiguous.
Now she felt that this rumor might be false. If Wan Yan Wu Lei had a good relationship with Yuan Shaoqin, she would not be so indifferent to Yuan Shaoqin's life and death.
She was very hungry, so she actually ate the roast chicken Wanyan Wulei gave her.
The taste is not good, some parts are overcooked, and some parts are undercooked. It seems that this white-haired fairy still has a lot of room for improvement in her cooking skills.
Naturally, he had to lift his veil when eating. Although he was still wearing a bamboo hat, Wan Yan Wu Tears still saw Qin Fan's true face.
This was supposed to be a beautiful face, but unfortunately it was covered with abscesses and tumors. It was not that Wan Yan Wu Tear had never seen an ugly woman before, but this was the first time she saw such an ugly woman. Just looking at her would give her nightmares.
"Has your face been licked by a zombie? It's a waste of this good face. Corpse gas and poisonous gas are accumulated on your face. Miss Qin, have the sores on your face become more and more serious in the past few years? If you keep doing this, If this continues, for up to thirty years, the corpse energy will seep into your head bit by bit, and you will be dead by then. You, the Celestial Master, inherit Maoshan Taoism and master a Yin-Yang path, which you give every year. A large number of Yin spirits go to reincarnation, so they must be very experienced in removing corpses and poisons. How could your face look like this? "
As the saying goes, don't slap someone in the face when you hit someone, don't expose someone's shortcomings when you scold someone.
Face is Qin Fanzhen's biggest weakness. Anyone with some cultivation will not talk about Qin Fanzhen's face in front of him.
Wan Yan Wu Lei ignored this and started to sigh.
Qin Fanzhen said calmly: "It happened many years ago. At that time, my cultivation level was low, and I was licked by a zombie. I was lucky to save my life. How easy is it to remove the corpse poison?"
Wanyan said without tears: "Are you also here to find the Wanxiang Pan?"
Qin Fan was really stunned and shook his head slightly, not knowing what Wan Yan Wu Lei meant.
She said: "The Wanxiang Pan? What is it?"
Wanyan Wulei glanced at Qin Fanzhen in surprise. It seemed that Qin Fanzhen came to Northern Xinjiang just to join in the fun, and was not planning to make a fortune.
She said: "The Wanxiang Disk is a natural spiritual object that existed before the world opened. It was nurtured in chaos. To be precise, the Wanxiang Disk is just a concave stone. Every hundred years, it can condense a drop of the purest thing in the world. The heavenly water is called Baidishui. Although this kind of heavenly water cannot remove evil spirits, it can remove all the evil spirits in the world."
"The corpse qi on your face is already very serious. I am afraid that other methods cannot remove the corpse qi. However, if you can find the Wanxiang Disk, you only need ten drops of heavenly water at most. It should be able to dissolve the corpse qi on your face. Maybe in time Your appearance will be restored."
"You are very lucky. After this Wanxiang Disk was created by Northern Xinjiang thousands of years ago, in these years, the Wanxiang Disk is actually still in Northern Xinjiang, and I don't know which alien race fell into the hands. I came to Northern Xinjiang this time because I wanted to Let’s see if we can get the Vientiane Disk. As for the disciples of the Cangyun Sect, I’m afraid this is also the purpose. If Yu Jizi wants to purify the evil spirits in the Xuanling Qiankun Bracelet, the fastest way is to find the Vientiane Disk.”
"I thought you came here for this reason, looking for the Wanxiang Disk to dissolve the corpse energy on your face. It seems that I guessed wrong. Miss Qin, if I can get the Wanxiang Disk, I don't mind giving you ten drops of heavenly water, but the premise is Hand over the Hundred Ghost Banner of your Celestial Master Dao. This object is a magic weapon passed down by our holy religion for many years. It was left behind in the battle of Cangyun. I know that the Hundred Ghost Banner is in the hands of your master, Taoist Master Chunyangzi. Let’s make an exchange. ,how?"
Qin Fanzhen now understood why Wan Yan Wu Lei and Yu Linglong didn't kill him. It turned out that they planned to use themselves to exchange for the old master's treasure, the Hundred Ghost Night Banner, which was once the devil's sect's treasure.
For so many years, Master and the old man have always felt that they owe themselves. If Wan Yan Wu Lei can find that all-encompassing disk and remove the corpse poison from his face, Master will definitely agree to this exchange.
Almost everyone who enters the Black Forest, whether they are righteous disciples or demon sect disciples, basically focus on the surface and the sky when on alert. Very few people care about what is happening underground.
Escape is not actually a brilliant method. In the eyes of Zhengmo disciples, whether it is Escape or turning stones into gold, turning stones into gold, five ghosts bringing wealth, scattering beans and making soldiers, etc., they are all heresy. In the past, The Cangyun Sect's escape technique was so powerful that none of its disciples were willing to practice it, and it was gradually lost.
This gave Yamashita Zhizhu room to perform. He was in a deserted land underground. Although he always bumped into tree roots, few people noticed his presence.
Of course, it was purely an accident that Tian Wen tied up the immortal rope with a rope just after he emerged from the ground this afternoon without even being seen by anyone.
Now is a great opportunity to avenge his shame. Yamashita Zhishu secretly vowed in his heart that he must regain his face, otherwise this will become a big joke.
He quickly traveled a hundred miles underground, and sure enough he discovered the secret sentry arranged by the disciples of the Demon Sect's Hehuan Sect. When it came to hiding his body, Yamashita Zhishu felt that he should be the best in the world. The righteous way of Middle-earth and the Demon Sect of the Western Regions , I have always been dismissive of these small skills, but in Fuso, they are very popular, and they also have a very vivid name, Ninjutsu.
It's obviously an inferior thing that evolved from the Taoist Five Elements Escape Technique, but he just puts it on his own face and says it was his own creation.
To hide traces, it is best to integrate with nature. Yamashita Naoshu felt that only Fuso's ninjutsu could do it. Therefore, when he saw the secret sentry of the Acacia sect who thought he was well hidden, he couldn't help but feel a sense of ridicule in his heart.
He didn't dare to alert the secret sentry and sneaked under the ground. Since the secret sentry was here, the Acacia sect's camp must be within three miles nearby.
Sure enough, he heard voices from above and heard the conversation between Wanyan Wulei and Qin Fanzhen clearly.
"The Vientiane Disk? It turns out that so many disciples of the Cangyun Sect entered the Black Forest for the Vientiane Disk? The Demon Sect also did it for this thing! It must be a peerless treasure! This bastard Sun Yao just asked me to monitor Ye Xiaochuan, but he didn't tell me about this Damn it!”
Yamashita Zhishu felt as if he had discovered a huge secret. He was angry that Sun Yao had concealed the Wanxiang Pan from him, and felt inexplicably excited.
He felt that his opportunity had come. He never believed in the rare treasures in the world that only virtuous people could possess. He only imagined the river clams fighting and the fishermen benefiting.
He felt that he was the fisherman who hid in the darkness and watched the show, and would benefit when all parties involved lost.