Chapter 437 – Qing Bao Bestows Blessings?
Chapter 437 – Qing Bao Bestows Blessings?
“This Guangping County, this is our test place!”
Song Yin said, “Spend some time, find the cause, and then solve it gradually, Senior Brother, Senior Sister, we’re going to be delayed here for a while.”
“Respectfully follow senior brother’s order.” The others naturally arched their hands in agreement.
What else?
They themselves were trying to stall Song Yin, but they were unwilling to bluff him, and now that he brought it up himself, it was just right.
As for Suzaku, that was even more inconsequential, she went wherever her senior brother went.
What Jigoku Demon Plague, it wasn’t their sphere of consideration.
It was naturally feasible to watch these hundred ghosts here.
In the midst of the fog, the few people finally arrived and gradually advanced along the streets.
It didn’t take long for Song Yin to stop and look into a dark alley.
“Senior brother, someone? No, there’s a ghost.”
Zhang Feixuan also looked over and realized that in the corner of the dark alley, there was a person with his back to them, squatting there, his head and shoulders shrugged, and under the swinging of his arms, he seemed to be swallowing something into his mouth.
This person is skinny and bony, from the back to see almost can not see the meat, only a skeleton hanging a little skin, seems to be hungry for a long time.
Seems to sense the gaze, this thing suddenly turned his head, a pair of green eyes in the fog emanating, like two green night pearl.
And that face, also not like a human face, skin hanging, nose crooked, one of the eyeballs also drooped downwards, while his mouth is full of dirt, hand inside . . holding the feces of I don’t know what.
“AHHH!!!”
After being seen, this thing seemed to be enraged, and with a lift of his arm, he threw the filthy thing.
This scene caused several people to be shocked.
“Lao San!” Zhang Feixuan shouted.
“I don’t, you do it!” Wang Qizheng flatly refused.
Gao Sizhu even stepped back, his face showing disgust.
Song Yin was expressionless, staring at the dung that was getting closer and closer, until the time when that dung was about to approach, to be evaporated by the breath of the body, Zhang Fei Xuan directly fanned out his folding fan, curling up a cloud of blood mist, and swirling away with that dung, falling to the side.
What a joke!
No matter how invulnerable Eldest Brother is, he can’t throw this thing at him.
This is not blasphemy big brother ah, this is to hit them in the face.
He is a land immortal, followed by his brother, but a ghost threw on the feces, and had to be personally handled by the senior brother?
If this thing to do, they simply head to death to pull down, so as not to let people look down on.
“My spells!”
Zhang Feixuan gritted his teeth, it was also too humiliating for him, a man who himself was concerned about his manners, to have to cast spells to remove the feces at this moment.
“What are you guys doing!” He glared at the crowd.
Wang Qizheng was all set to charge up, when he saw Zhang Feixuan do it, he stopped, shrugged his shoulders and said, “Stop it, I’m sure I can’t, I just don’t have such a spell, I can’t resist dung with my flesh, right?”
Gao Siju put down the pinched up spell seal and did not utter a word.
I should have known that it was a step too late!
Zhang Feixuan pursed his lips and glared fiercely at them again before arching his hand at his senior brother, “Senior brother, this is also a ghost, right? Hurry up and exterminate it.”
“No need.”
Song Yin was shaking his head, the encyclopedia in his hand flipping again, “There is no need for this ghost to be dealt with, it doesn’t harm anyone.”
“Pollution-eating ghosts, is a person’s good heart into ghosts, its people want to remove the world injustice and inequality but not, produce its grudge, this grudge into ghosts, although grudges heaven and earth, but also instinctively in the removal of injustice and inequality.”
“Just its grievances transformed, also do not know what is injustice and unfairness, just see the street is an eyesore, so it becomes this kind of dirt-eating ghosts, appearing at night, devouring its street dirt, so that the street becomes quiet.”
Song Yin face with a smile, pointing at the ghost said, “Do not look ugly, but the matter of eating dirt, but is beneficial to people, the grievances of this place increase, but the ghosts that are born, are not all harmful.”
“Wow!!!”
Suddenly, his shoulder drilled out the little thing, in that pupil of the eye flood light, wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow. “Oh? You came out instead, are you agreeing with my words?” Song Yin laughed.
“Woah woah!”
The fat body of the double-headed slid down from his shoulder along his arm, directly sliding to the encyclopedia, fat little hands there picking and pulling the encyclopedia, seems to be upset with this book.
And the encyclopedia is also flipping randomly, to turn the pages of the book, disturbing the little thing’s hand.
“Elder brother, your hybrid true spirit, it seems that this encyclopedia is not quite right with you?” Wang Qi was saying curiously.
“I also don’t know, one is blessing, one is divine power, both are my things, but if they appear together, it is indeed a little bit not too good to get along with.”
Song Yin looked at the little thing and said, “Only this bestow blessing is also naive and romantic, amiable and kind, I’m afraid it’s just having fun.”
“Come come.”
Song Yin stretched out her hand, aimed at the little thing and hooked it, the little thing that was fanned a little dizzy by the flipping of the pages of the book jumped forward, fell into her hands, and licked with its tongue sticking out there.
“Ohhhh, so itchy, so itchy oh, don’t lick, you this thing, not good!”
Suzaku directly held it in her hands, the little thing was like a soft clay, and was pinched into various shapes in her hands.
“Of course not deal with it.”
After playing with it for a while, Suzu suddenly said, “Mixed Yuan and Qing Bao, only they don’t deal with it.”
Mixed Yuan?
Qingbao?
Zhang Feixuan froze for a moment and spoke, “Qingbao is not .”
Before these words could be uttered, the pupils of his eyes suddenly contracted, and his heart felt palpitating terribly.
This was not Da Qian!
It couldn’t be that spontaneous!
He stifled his words and looked at Song Yin, “Senior brother, this divine ability of yours…”
“Qingbao? Qingbao Heavenly Father? But the Golden Immortal Sect cultivates the Dao of Mixed Elements?”
Song Yin said strangely, “This Avatar was sublimated from Brother Fu Qing’s book and transformed into my Avatar, whose utility you all know, and whose benchmark is Brother Fu Qing’s birthright of knowledge and omniscience, but Brother Fu Qing is a mortal, so how can he be associated with the Qingbao Dao?”
“Hmm.”
Bell tilted her head, looked towards the sky, and pondered for a while, then suddenly her eyes rolled, bringing a bit of mischief with them as she looked towards Zhang Feixuan, “Second senior brother knows.”
“??”
Zhang Feixuan’s eye pupils were filled with question marks.
He knew?
What did he know?
The only thing he knew nowadays was that he was able to scold the Four Heavenly Monarchs within Da Qian, other than that what could he know?
“Senior sister, why are you dragging me into this, what could I know?” Zhang Feixuan asked.
“You know.”
Suzaku said quietly, “You will know.”
“Qingbao.”
Song Yin frowned and looked at the book, “This is clearly my divine ability, self-generated, can this Heavenly Father arbitrarily meddle in people’s cultivation?”
His brows grew tighter, and a divine light erupted from his eyes, “If that’s the case, doesn’t it mean that under the Heavenly Exalted, all of them are”
Boom!
Without saying all his words, the sky suddenly stirred up thunder, and its thunder caused Zhang Feixuan to have a jolt, blessed to the core, he opened his mouth, “Elder brother, it’s a blessing bestowed!”
“Heavenly Father has no phase and formlessness, and how can he meddle in personnel, it must be the bestowal of blessings, that Book of Payment and Clearness, it must be because of the large amount of knowledge recorded, thus arousing the attention of the Heavenly Father in the netherworld, and thus bringing on the bestowal of blessings.”
“The bestowal of blessings by the Heavenly Father of Qingbao is perhaps the casting of spells of divine power!”
After saying this, he seemed as if he had become deflated, and beads of sweat flowed down his face.
“Oh? If that’s the case, it’s not bad, it’s a bestowal of blessings in the same way as the True Spirit of the Mixed Elements is it?”
Song Yin thought about it and nodded his head, “Brother Fu Qing is a mortal, but he can also receive the Heavenly Father’s bestowal of blessings, it means that this Heavenly Father is also watching over mortals, not just focusing on cultivators such as us, yet it’s not bad at all.”
(End of chapter)