Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

As for the yellow dog, it doesn't even have the cultivation base now, it only has the spiritual wisdom that transcends ordinary things, and it has no ability to defend against the enemy at all.

"Well……"

The low barking of the yellow dog interrupted Lu Chen's meditation.

The young Taoist looked down, and the yellow dog straightened the dying red fox on its back, with a somewhat unbearable expression.

Lu Chen stretched out his hand and rubbed the yellow dog's head, and smiled faintly: "It's okay, I just fainted due to a skin trauma."

"It's a pretty good spirit."

The young Taoist smiled faintly, and took the red fox with his slender fingertips filled with faint spiritual power, but as soon as he took it, Lu Chen's expression suddenly changed.

He re-examined the red fox in his hand, which was no bigger than a few circles of palm, with a serious expression on his face.

The yellow dog crouched at Lu Chen's feet, looking at the Taoist priest for no reason.

"jingle……"

The soul-detaining bell around Lu Chen's waist was automatically lifted from the Taoist's waist without wind, and hung in the air by itself.

With a crisp sound, a somewhat weak figure in red stepped out of the copper bell.

It was Qinghan, the woman in red with the blood of the prehistoric.

Goodbye to Lu Chen, Qing Han's eyes were a little inexplicable, she was still wise during this period, so she naturally knew that Lu Chen had nourished her spirit and soul, and seeing you now, the prehistoric blood that has lived for tens of thousands of years felt quite emotional.

Having been in the same body as Ping Yuan for ten thousand years, Qing Han couldn't die if she wanted to.

After finally finding a chance to die with that evil obstacle, but by chance, he survived.

Life and death in this world are due to fate.

How, can you not be emotional?

Qing Han, who revealed his weakness, saluted Lu Chen lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Qing Han thanked the Celestial Master."

Lu Chen shook his head slowly: "Poverty Tao just can't bear to suffer disasters with good intentions."

Both of them smiled knowingly, and this smile was either sad or free and easy.

"It took only a few days to recover to such a level." Looking at the woman's weak remnant soul, Lu Chen couldn't help but sighed, "The blood of the wild is really terrifying."

Although the method of nourishing the soul was obtained by Lu Chen in the Taoist Tianzang, it is absolutely extraordinary, but in the past few days, it has been contaminated by a lot of Taoist incense.

But this recovery speed is absolutely terrifying.

"You forced your way out because of it?" Lu Chen raised the unconscious red fox in his hands.

Qinghan's eyes were surprised, but he adjusted in an instant. With Lu Chen's methods, it is normal to be able to detect something is wrong.

The woman in red nodded slowly: "The Celestial Master also noticed something was wrong?"

The young Taoist nodded slightly: "The evil spirit on this little guy is a bit unusual."

"Pindao can sense that the evil spirit is wrong, but he can't tell what is special about it. He can only feel that the breath is long-lasting, vicissitudes, and low."

Lu Chen raised his head slowly, looking at the woman in red with some doubts in his eyes.

Qinghan Liu frowned slightly, and said softly: "Suppression."

"Suppression?" Lu Chen frowned slightly, and asked, "Blood suppression?"

Qinghan nodded, his eyes were a little serious: "This kind of feeling can only be felt in that place."

Lu Chen was shocked: "Where?"

"Kunlun." Speaking of this, Qinghan's eyes were a little gloomy: "When I was young, I went to Kunlun with my father, but we have low blood and cannot enter."

"Kunlun..."

Lu Chen's eyes flickered, Qing Han possessed the blood of the wilderness, and could suppress the blood of the wilderness, it could only be a higher-level spirit beast or a strange beast.

Given the current state of Blue Star's recovery of spiritual power, such existences are unlikely to occur at all.

"but……"

Qing Han's words broke Lu Chen's contemplation, and the red-clothed woman gently stroked the red fox's hair with her fingertips like green onions: "However, the suppression brought by this breath is not strong."

"It's very different from the kind of strong crushing that I encountered back then that could be brought from the bottom of my heart."

After finishing speaking, Qinghan's eyes changed slightly.

"Ok?"

Lu Chen groaned, his eyes somewhat puzzled.

Qinghan raised his head slowly, turned to look at the night sky, seemed to be a bit resistant to mentioning the events of the past, but still sighed softly: "The suppression back then was extremely tyrannical, no matter whether it was obedience or disobedience, it will completely crush you , until he was smashed to pieces, for no reason and no reason."

"And it's different."

The star-like eyes of the woman in red kept flickering: "It's very peaceful."

"Even a little ignorant."

Lu Chen nodded silently. He is not a monster, so he cannot experience the many feelings that Qinghan said.

But now, the traces of the red fox's breath left in the air have become blurred, and it is impossible to rely on the Qi Watching technique to track it down.

If he wanted to find out the clues, he could only wait for the red fox to wake up, and then think of a way.

The spiritual power of the young Taoist priest's palm was like a drop of water, slowly seeping into the red fox's body, and the spiritual power was like a silk thread, stretching the red fox's injury bit by bit.

With spiritual power entering his body, the tense face of the red fox gradually eased, and he fell asleep.

Under the moonlight.

The Taoist and the woman looked at each other, and asked lightly, "Are you tired?"

The woman in red with a slightly gloomy face nodded lightly. Her spirit was already weak, but now she was overwhelmed by the use of spiritual power.

But Lu Chen could see that, compared to the weakness of the soul and body, that past event hurt Qing Han more psychologically.

Seeing the woman in red stepping into the soul arresting bell, the young Taoist reached out and sent the sleeping red fox to the yellow dog's back, sighing slightly.

Just like that day on the top of Chiyang Mountain, Ping Yuan's last murderous words.

Half god and half demon, no matter how she promotes good and punishes evil, she is an outlier in the two races.