The salted fish attack made the master carry the cub

That thing looked like a beam of light, but when it got closer, it was actually a glowing white mist.

"Cough cough cough."

As soon as he took a few steps, the boy coughed loudly due to the unpleasant smell intertwined with the smell of blood and stench.

The hands on his side curled slightly, and he turned to look at the person next to him.

Zong Wu lowered his head, covered his lower abdomen with one hand, his Adam's apple rolled up slightly, and lightly covered his mouth and nose with the other hand, revealing a section of smooth and white back of his neck.

"Master." Qi Wushen stretched out his hand, and handed over a snow-white scarf.

"No need." Zong Wu shook his head, but his eyes stayed on the towel that seemed to be ready at any time.

"That handkerchief, do you always carry it?" Zong Wu raised his head and pointed to the handkerchief. It was embroidered with a few red plums, which was somewhat similar to the one in front of his room.

"Naturally." The young man smiled.

He also said: "A small gift from an "old friend", of course it should be cherished carefully. "The corners of the boy's eyes were curved, and there seemed to be starlight in his eyes.

So... friends?Zong Wu's new product is the word.

After a while, the young man retracted the towel, pulled out a folding fan from his waist, and then took Zong Wu's wrist, and gently fanned it in front of the two of them, fanning away the stench.

"Master, are you feeling better?" the boy asked.

At this time, Ji Sheng also came forward.

"Lend me a hand too."

After walking into that beam of light, the surrounding roads became much wider, and several people walking side by side did not feel crowded.

Qi Wushen pulled out the folding fan at his waist, twirled it in his hand, and was about to hand it to Ji Sheng, but suddenly took it back.

"Where's the fan last time?" The boy gave him a look.

"Which one?"

"It's the one you dug out when you demolished the house before."

"Ah, I'll look for it." Ji Sheng rummaged in his pocket, and pulled out another folding fan from the depths in a moment.

"Here it is."

The folding fan unfolded slowly, the bones and surface of the fan were exquisitely made, but when the pattern on the fan was clearly seen, Ji Sheng's face was twisted into a ball.

"Good fan, what is this painting?"

I saw a funnel-shaped pattern drawn in dark ink on the exquisite fan.

Using the word "outline" is an exaggeration, although the style of the brush is vigorous and powerful, but from a distance, it looks like a random scribble, like the result of some childish graffiti, and the graffiti is only one stroke.

"I said it was a phoenix bird, would you believe it?" Qi Wushen said with a smile, while he was laughing, he was fiddling with his hands behind him where no one noticed.

Ji Sheng clicked his tongue: "I believe you are a ghost."

The boy was still smiling, he didn't speak, and replaced the one in Ji Sheng's hand with another folding fan at his waist.

Qi Wushen pointed at the two funnel-shaped upper edges of the ink stain, and introduced to his friend: "Look, these are the wings of a phoenix bird."

Pointing to the slender and vertical lower edge of the funnel, he said, "Look again, this is the leg of a phoenix bird."

The corner of Ji Sheng's mouth twitched, and he calmly asked, "My eyes or my brain, which one do you think is the problem?"

The young man spread his hands: "If you don't believe me, I can't help it."

As soon as the words fell, he swung the fan with one hand, injected spiritual power, and only heard a "swish", and the next second——

"Depend on!"

Several people sighed at the same time.

The fiery red phoenix flew away from the fire, leaving only a bright red afterimage at such a fast speed. The phoenix stayed in mid-air and sang a few times, as if calling for friends. The ground flapped, as if trying to burn every trace of life with all its strength.

"What magic weapon are you?" Lin Yangfeng frowned and asked in a low voice.

The teenagers repeatedly brought new accidents, which seemed to be quite different from the inherent impression of being unlearned and inexperienced, just waiting to die.However, this difference did not surprise him, but made him feel a crisis.

"Your driving spirit?" Ji Sheng also came forward to gossip.

That fan was a property in the house, logically speaking, Qi Wushen hadn't ascended to immortality at that time.

The two Ji family members also came forward and began to gossip: "It should not be the driving spirit."

"It doesn't look like a living thing."

The young man neither announced the answer nor participated in their discussion. He approached Zong Wu with the corner of his mouth pulled, pointed at the phoenix bird that had dyed most of the sky red, and said, "Master, do you think the bird of this disciple looks good?"

Zong Wu didn't answer, but Nan Tianzun next to him took the initiative to intervene.

"Good-looking, not only good-looking, but also big."

Zong Wu: "..."

His eyes glanced at the two of them, and for a moment, he realized that they were meaningless, so he withdrew his mind.

The discussion between the few people was fruitless, but the white mist slowly dissipated along with the stench, and the surrounding scene gradually became clear.

"Where is this? The forest?"

"Where did the peacock go?"

The young man pointed in one direction, and there were some scattered marks on the dirt path between the dense forests, which were left by peacocks at first glance.

"Oh, let's go." Several people curled their lips and walked forward along the path.

At this time, someone suddenly remembered something.

"Eh? Where's your phoenix bird?"

They looked up, and the Fengfengniao, which had been covering the sky and the sun, had disappeared at some point.Instead, a black charcoal-like thing slowly fell from the top of the head.

With a sound of "da", the boy threw away the folding fan, and the place where the "graffiti" was originally drawn was now empty, leaving only the smooth and delicate surface of the fan.

Qi Wushen spread his hands and said again: "The phoenix bird is burnt out, what? Have you heard the story of the rebirth of the phoenix from the ashes?"

Just as he was speaking, the charcoal-black thing just fell in front of him, Shua, Shua, Shua, the boy flicked his folding fan, and the deep black flakes were caught between his palms.

Looking closely, there was a more random ink stain on the originally empty fan. The funnel-shaped thing could barely be called a bird, but the one in front of me looked like a bird's egg, and it was the kind that was beaten into it. .

"What? Your bird turned into a turtle?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, why is your bird so short-lived?"

The chattering voices sounded again.

At this time, Nan Tianzun behind him suddenly laughed heartily.

"The little trick went very well." He patted Qi Wushen on the shoulder, with a sense of appreciation in his words.

Jokes belong to gags, just now he actually didn't see how Qi Wushen turned the ink on a folding fan into a phoenix bird, now seeing the ink, he just belatedly understood.

Zong Wu's reaction was much "simple". He directly said the three words "shifting character" and pointed out the way.

"Ah—" Several people suddenly realized, but Lin Yangfeng frowned even tighter.

The so-called shifting talisman is a way to fabricate other things by relying on indelible things such as cinnabar, lead and mercury. It is often used to fool people, and is rarely used alone.

Just now Qi Wushen seemed to be "summoning" the phoenix bird, but actually put a yellow talisman on the back of the folding fan, and this gave everyone the illusion that the phoenix bird was born.

"Wait, but that bird was on fire just now? Does the apparition talisman still work?"

Immediately someone explained: "He can place one talisman, so naturally he can place two, right? Brother."

Qi Wushen showed a natural expression, he shrugged and approached Zong Wu with a smile.

"Master didn't notice it at the beginning?"

Zong Wu shook his head.

He rarely engages in such flashy little tricks. Compared with such an indirect method, the simple and crude method of directly using spiritual power is his specialty.

Nan Tianzun clicked his tongue a few times, and teased: "Junior brother, you are a very dishonest apprentice, you are not like you at all."

Zong Wu raised his eyes, did not elaborate with him, but said a few words lightly: "He doesn't need to be like me."

Although the tone of voice is light and light, but the expression and attitude are very serious.

Hearing this, the smile on Nan Tianzun's face faded, he stroked his straight nose bridge with two fingers, put his palm in front of his face, wiped it twice, then put down his hand, and spit out two words in a weak tone.

"Too."

Zong Wu also added two words: "Naturally."

Qi Wushen was caught between their conversations, as if he understood something, but also as if he didn't understand anything.

After a while, the young man came to his senses after the people on both sides made a move. He quickly caught up with Zong Wu and asked, "Master, what kind of person is Huasheng Taoist?"

Zong Wu said nothing, shook his head and said, "Let's go ahead first."

"it is good."

The boy nodded, and said again: "But it doesn't have to be too fast, I sent a signal to Bai Bai just now, it may take a while to come over."

Zong Wu remembered the long cry of the phoenix bird in the air, and raised his eyes: "How many talismans did you stack just now?"

"Guess?" The young man pulled out a bright smile.

The few people walked along the forest for a while, and the young man faintly felt that there was something familiar about the gloomy forest. At this moment, Lin Yangfeng, who was leading the way, stopped in his tracks.

"Tianzun, do you think this place looks familiar?"

As soon as he heard the word familiar, Qi Wushen pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

"Familiar, but not familiar?" The tone was a bit disdainful, and it was clearly snorted.

Hearing this, the young man felt that Nan Tianzun should be very familiar with this place, so he immediately looked around, and the next second;

"puff--"

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"You didn't drink any water, how could you choke yourself?"

Qi Wushen said repeatedly: "It's nothing, nothing." He shook his head while talking, coughed twice, but his body moved to the side calmly, however, the other people had already noticed something not far ahead.

"Hey, what is that?"

"Isn't this a forest? How could there be such a big millstone?"

"What millstone, isn't that just a bigger stone disc?"

The people behind him passed Qi Wushen to check the stone plate, but the young man still stayed where he was.

He lowered his head, clenched his hands into fists, and his face was so red that it was bleeding.

Zong Wu didn't come forward either, he just stopped where he was, with a stiff expression.

"Why do you both have this reaction?" Nan Tianzun folded his arms, chewing half of a grass root that he didn't know where it came from, with a playful tone.

He nodded Qi Wushen and said: "Especially you, do you have a fever? Why is your face so red?"

The boy shook his head and asked, "So where is this place? You just said that this place looks familiar."

"Yo yo, it's abnormal, I took you with me."

"Cough—" Zong Wu coughed lightly, signaling him to restrain himself, and Nan Tianzun returned to normal.

"This is the entrance to the demon realm, don't you know?"

"Yaoyu?" Qi Wushen shook his head, but he felt that this explanation was extremely reasonable.

I saw Nan Tianzun pointing to the stone plate.

"That place is the entrance to the demon realm. You can turn the stone plate to open the road to the demon realm. I remember going further, and there is a thatched cottage, but it has not been inhabited for a long time."

When he heard the thatched cottage, Qi Wushen lowered his head again, but Zong Wu didn't react much.

At this moment, Ji Sheng and the others rushed forward and pushed the stone plate. With the sound of the metal and stone hitting each other, the stone plate opened slowly, and a piece of peacock feather caught there floated down.

Ji Sheng and the others ran over again, shouting as they ran, "I found the footsteps of those peacocks, they went down there."

As they shouted, Qi Wushen also calmed down, he sorted out those messy thoughts, then stretched out his hand towards Zongwu, and said: "Master, let's go, the important things are important."

The second time he called, Zong Wu didn't come back to his senses.

The young man tugged at the hem of Master's clothes in puzzlement, and Zong Wu just came back to his senses.However, the expression on his face is still dignified.

Zong Wu raised his head and murmured: "I seem to know where the Wanqueling they keep talking about is."

"where?"

It is said that if you know yourself and the enemy, you will win every battle.

As soon as this remark came out, several people gathered around, showing curious eyes.

Zong Wu pursed his lips again, hesitated for a while before speaking: "I almost slaughtered their entire clan."

Everyone: "..."