"Is there a problem with me?" Jiang Zizai saw Feng Xiaoyao within two steps, and asked directly.
To tell the truth, he hated hearing these silly slanders.
These people are really merciless to the Nine Immortals, the curser, are they so terrible.
Those obscene gossips are indeed ruthless. But this is also human indifference.
"It's up to you, as long as fewer people die." Feng Xiaoyao rolled his eyes, "People who gossip will be inferior all their lives.
"I want to ask about the curser." Jiang Zizai said straight to the point.
Feng Xiaoyao said with a bit of a headache: "Don't be so busy, if I knew, I would have saved her long ago. To put it simply, I have also checked a lot, and there is really nothing I can do."
"I heard that there are 'six great talismans' between heaven and earth, and one of them is called 'undead talisman', can it keep her from dying?" Jiang Zizai asked cautiously.
"Those things are all legends, so there is no such thing. If there is one, maybe, after all, the curse was cast by the ancient gods, and the six talismans are also ancient gods. Maybe they can cancel each other out."
He probably wanted to make Jiang Zizao hopeful, so he made such a speculation.
"Other than that, is there really no other way?"
"If there is a way, why do other cursers have to work hard for 30 years and still die. There are some things that cannot be controlled by human power. Think about it, just live happily, and let her live happily for the past two years." Feng Xiaoyao shook his head helplessly.
"No." Jiang Zizai bowed his head in silence.
Feng Xiaoyao didn't say much, he patted Jiang Zizai's shoulder, suddenly smiled and said: "You are not bad, you have not been here for a long time, first you are a fifth-level evolutionary source, and now you have defeated my most talented priest. Your number one sacrificial disciple, are you considering earning some face for your Holy Spirit servant?"
"Are you asking me for something?" Jiang Zizi smiled.
Judging by how tactfully he said it, it is certain.
Feng Xiaoyao hehe said: "This is not my business. It is to let you stand up for our Xiaoyao Palace. Last year, I had a priest who I loved very much. It was so good that I had to be sent back to my hometown. People also say that our Xiaoyao Palace is all trash, and that makes me so angry, I can’t eat or drink to this day.”
"You're really thick-skinned, so why do you smell like alcohol?" Jiang Zizai said contemptuously.
"Haha, it's very difficult to be a human being, don't expose it casually. But, to be honest, I have endured this group of grandchildren for a long time. You must help me out with this tone, and let them see if there are any talents in our Xiaoyao Palace. .”
Jiang Zizai knew that when he got the fifth-level evolutionary source, he also helped him stop Xuan Cang and the others.
This favor will definitely help.
He said it easily, but he must be very popular. The key is that there are no priests who can support Xiaoyao Hall.
So he said: "It is my duty to stand up for Xiaoyao Palace, but my strength is low, if there are some benefits, maybe I can be stronger."
His hint is obvious enough.
"You're a chicken thief, I want you to help me, and I want to ask for a baby. However, as your holy servant, I haven't given you a gift. In this way, if you help me get it done, I will give it to you when I come back. A 'high-grade moon-level combat art', I just saw that your movement is good, but it's a star-level movement, and the upper limit is low."
"It's a deal."
The agility of a top-grade moon-level combat art is already quite precious. It's just to give him an outlet, and he earned it.
"Tell me, who do you want me to beat?"
"Not alone, follow me to the 'Xuanwu Hall' and challenge all their priests."
"Damn it?" Jiang Zizai was stunned, he probably regarded himself as a god.
"At the beginning, that person also came to challenge all our sacrificial disciples. Otherwise, how could I lose face? You think the top-ranked monthly battle tactics are so easy to make money."
"What realm?"
"The holy body is the third level, maybe the fourth level. I just became a holy servant, so it's normal not to have more powerful priests. Of course, the age limit is under 18 years old. If you are over 18 years old, you will not be in this level for a long time. layered."
The worshipers of Shenzong are divided into three age groups.
Under 18 years old, 18 to 25 years old, 25 to 30 years old.
At each stage, if a certain standard is not reached, one has to leave Shenzong.
The standard of eighteen years old here is: the ninth level of Profound Vein Realm.
If you can't get there, pack up and leave.
Beishan Jin and the others should still have a chance.
Jiang Zizai is now the first level of the Holy Body Realm. To be honest, it is a bit risky, but since he has already boasted, he agreed.
"Xuanwu Palace, why is it a little familiar?" He asked doubtfully.
"You must be familiar with it. This is the lair of the old tortoise Xuancang. The person who beat me to sacrifice was his grandson Xuan Ye. It is the brother of the naughty boy you met that day. The old tortoise Xuancang has two sons." , the youngest son, Xuanjun, was the one who died in the hands of the Nine Immortals."
"You said it was the Xuanwu Palace earlier, so I agreed directly." Jiang Zizai's eyes flickered with anger.
"Stop pretending, I don't believe you would go without the battle tactics." Feng Xiaoyao rolled his eyes.
At this time last year, I was yelled at by a young boy, but there was not a single priest who could fight, I felt aggrieved.
He waited too long for today.
"However, Ling Shenshi asked me to keep a low profile. If I go to challenge, is it too high profile?"
"Don't believe him, he is a coward, low-key ass, if you feel uncomfortable, just fuck them directly, didn't you do this today, you shrink your head, can you protect the people you care about?"
Makes sense.
Jiang Zizai turned his head and left.
"where you go?"
"Xuanwu Hall."
"Yo, you're so brave, it suits my appetite."
"I just want to ask, as long as you don't kill anyone, you're fine, right?"
"Yes."
Xuan Cang.
Jiang Zizai has seen him.
His son has harmed the Nine Immortals so much, and this family is all rubbish.
After coming to Shenzong and knowing these things, Jiang Zizai became a little violent.
Now, he thinks of beating someone all the time.
It may be the influence of the new totem, but there must be anger in his heart against the word fate.
He and Feng Xiaoyao shuttled through the streets of Beast God Palace, from Xiaoyao Hall to Xuanwu Hall.
That Xuan Cang is an old servant of the Holy Spirit. The scale of the Xuanwu Hall is much larger than that of the Xiaoyao Hall. It is resplendent and magnificent, and there are many sculptures of Xuanwu gods and beasts.
It is said that this is a totem comparable to a dragon. If you look closely, it is in the shape of a turtle and a snake. The body of the tortoise has a snake head and a snake tail.
Inside the Xuanwu Hall, the hall is solemn and solemn, and the priests are all practicing seriously.
Feng Xiaoyao walked up, and a middle-aged man came to ask, but he pushed him away.
"Old turtle Xuan Cang, your father has come to take revenge, and tell all the priests under the age of eighteen in your Xuanwu Hall to get out, and today your father's priests will beat them all to the ground."
Sure enough, he is really high-profile.
However, it is so chic to repay kindness with kindness and revenge with revenge.
"In life, you have to live like this to be truly carefree." Jiang Zizi smiled.
People, why do you need to know that the sky is high and the earth is thick