Senior Brother, yes you are right!

Chapter 150: Thinking long will lead to knowing; knowing too much will lead to thirst for thought

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"Don't leave my barrier. This monster is different. It can capture people's hearts. It is somewhat similar to the Dream Ghost Sect."

Song Yin walked out of the barrier, stretched out his hand and sucked a blade of grass that was dancing in the sky like a tentacle into his hand. As soon as he got it in his hand, he frowned and looked up at the sky.

These things seemed to not care at all whether there were people around or not. They just kept rising up, following the moon.

'Strange things'

Song Yin ignited a white fire in his hand, and with just a slight refinement, the dancing grass leaves softened and turned into the most ordinary grass leaves, only emitting fluorescent light.

He waved his sleeves, and countless grass leaves were sucked into his sleeves. When they got close to his sleeves, white flames appeared on the grass leaves, and they shrank in size, turning into small grasses and entering his sleeves.

The turbid heart grass all over the mountains did not decrease in number after being absorbed by Song Yin. The fluorescent light was still shining, and grass leaves like tentacles continued to grow from the ground and continue to stretch towards the sky.

"Great Immortal has a good method, but unfortunately, it can't collect all of them. During this period of time, the turbid heart grass is endless."

A voice appeared next to Song Yin.

With a quick glance, he saw Fu Qing stepping out of the barrier, allowing the white fire to burn all over his body, but he seemed to feel no pain and was completely unaffected. He walked out alone, illuminated by the fluorescent light.

"Brother, you."

"I've already told you, Great Immortal, you don't have to call me brother. You Qigong practitioners don't show your age, so how can you tell your age? You might even be older than me."

He was just a mortal, and after leaving the barrier, he should have been absorbed into the soul by the Turbid Heart Grass, but he just stood there fine, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Fu Qing raised his hands and looked at the white fire burning on himself. "This white fire is a good thing. It can cleanse the soul, melt the body, save people from water and fire, and make elixir to become a god. The name of the Great Dao Fire is very appropriate. Unfortunately, I don't feel anything. My feelings disappeared a long time ago."

As soon as these words came out, the three people in the barrier shrank. Zhang Feixuan pointed at Fu Qing and said in surprise: "You are not a mortal?!"

That's not right!

If I were not a mortal, how could I escape the eyes of my senior brother

"I am a mortal."

Fu Qing spread his hands and said, "I have never practiced, I have no magical power, and I am just a mortal, and a scum."

"Senior Brother?" Zhang Feixuan looked at Song Yin.

Song Yin closed his eyes at this time and nodded: "It's a mortal."

Senior brother admitted it himself, so it must be true, but he is just a mortal, how could he know about the Great Dao Fire

Fu Qing looked at the doubt in Zhang Feixuan's eyes, shook his head and smiled, then sighed:

"Qi-refining masters, you seem to be high and mighty, holding the power of life and death over ordinary people, but do you really understand? You know nothing, you just build your own ant nest under the gaze of others, thinking that you understand how happy the world is!"

"I'm different from you. I was born with supernatural powers. I understand everything. Endless knowledge is in my head, tormenting me every day. I can't even die because I know that ordinary death can't alleviate my pain. Little girl, you should understand this kind of pain."

"Hmm" Lingling frowned.

Fu Qing looked at the others again, a meaningful smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

That smile made Zhang Feixuan and the others feel inexplicably cold in their hearts.

He shook his head and just smiled:

"I was born in Xiliang. There is a sect there called the Wanjiang Sect, which is good at refining zombies. I am one of them. After being refined, although my body is stiff and I have difficulty moving, I am hard to be penetrated by swords and guns, and I can also recover my body. Relying on this physique, I was able to leave Xiliang."

"Then I visited Da Zhao and ate the meat in the food house. As a result, my body became raw animal meat. Therefore, no matter how difficult the journey was, I could still eat myself and survive."

"That big Chu Fei Shi Zhai sucked my spiritual energy, making me muddleheaded and unable to maintain clarity, which relieved a lot of my pain."

"The Soundless Sect of Nanping took away my spirit and my last will to live. That's why I came to the Xumi Meridian to look for the Turbid Heart Grass."

"All in all, I just wanted to end my pain. In fact, I could have died a long time ago, but I saw it."

He looked at Song Yin and said, "I saw everything you did. You are a good person, but it is too difficult to be a good person in this world. What you want to do is also too difficult."

Hearing this, Song Yin frowned, said nothing, and just looked at him.

Fu Qing shrugged and continued, "I'm waiting for you because I know you will come. I also know you will invite me. I should go back to the Golden Immortal Gate with the Great Immortal, and then use my knowledge to help the Great Immortal in clearing out the evil sects in the world. Until the Great Immortal cleanses the universe, maybe he can save me."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth curled up, as if he saw something in the distant future, which made him laugh from the bottom of his heart.

"But"

He raised his head, and his eyes seemed to pass through the moon in the sky, staring at something in the deep space.

"It's too far away. Even I can't see it. Maybe I will be rescued in the future, or maybe I will suffer even more. I am just a mortal, not a Qi Refiner, so I don't choose. Mortals are qualified to be cowards."

"Great Immortal, I left something for you. As I said before, if you lead me to find the Turbid Heart Grass, I will give you my entire fortune. In that bag, there are the books I have written over the years, which will also give you a clear understanding of the world so that you won't be deceived."

Fu Qing laughed, his eyes wandered over Zhang Feixuan and the others for a moment, and said with a smile: "It would be a disaster if someone like you were deceived."

Song Yin looked at him deeply and said, "Brother, I don't know what you are waiting for, but this turbid heart grass should have no effect on you."

"The turbid heart grass is a monster. It can capture people's hearts and minds. It uses fluorescence to lure creatures into its territory so that they can eat and survive."

Fu Qing shook his head and said, "But its instinct is just to chase the moon. This kind of thing can't kill me. I have too much knowledge, and it can't capture my soul. But."

He smiled at Song Yin: "The existence of monsters is sometimes accompanied by monsters."

call!

There was clearly no wind around, but the mountain wind suddenly whistled and spread throughout the valley.

The mountain wind was so fierce that it blew Fu Qing's hat, revealing his head which was completely hairless, even without scalp and bones, and only the beating brain was exposed.

"There is a monster, invisible, colorless, and without breath. It is good at leading people into dreams, making them enter a psychedelic dream world, and then swallowing up everything they have. The person being swallowed is completely unaware and will only indulge in the beautiful dream in his mind. This monster often lives in the mountains and is called—"

"Mountain ghost."

Fu Qing said calmly: "It is the real owner of the Turbid Heart Grass."

winter!

Song Yin took a step forward, with white flames rising in his hands, and was about to punch out.

"Great Immortal, do you want me to die in pain?"

Fu Qing's words made Song Yin stop moving. He took a deep breath, looked at the middle-aged man, and said in a deep voice: "Since you know my power, why don't you trust me and let me save you."

"I've already said that I don't want to wait. I just want to die. I waited for you for so long because you are a good person."

Fu Qing smiled slightly: "Let me die without pain, that's saving me."

He continued, "The Dream Ghost Sect is just a group of Qi-refining practitioners that worship mountain ghosts. Those beings that let you enter dreams are 'invisible beings', but it doesn't matter. Most of them have been eaten by mountain ghosts. The remaining three, you just dealt with them, right? As for this mountain ghost, you can't deal with it, Great Immortal."

"It is different from the Yellow Wind Monster. The monster from the north was created by resentment, but this mountain ghost is a natural creature. It is everywhere and cannot be eliminated. Even if you have all kinds of magical powers, you can only force the mountain ghost to retreat. But as long as you stay in the Xumi Meridian, you will always encounter it. It is not your original intention to escape first, so I will help you and myself."

call!

The wind became stronger, like the howling of ghosts and wolves, constantly rumbling in the valley. In the fluorescent light, Fu Qing's shadow stretched infinitely, and in the shadows around him, countless tentacles stretched out and tore at his shadow.

"This mountain ghost can allow me to die peacefully. After it eats me, the endless knowledge will also devour it and dissipate in this world. From now on, there will be no mountain ghosts in Xumi Meridian, and of course, there will be no turbid heart grass either."

The shadow began to be torn apart by the tentacles, and Fu Qing's eyes began to dim, but the smile on his lips grew wider and wider.

"Hehe, that's it. Let me die without any pain and let me indulge in a world where I am just an ordinary person."

He sat down cross-legged and sighed, "What a pity there is no wine. Oh, no, I can't feel anything and I can't taste the wine."

He suddenly raised his head and stared at the starry night sky. "Look at this. As a mortal, I am not without the strength to resist. You want me to be a Qi Refiner, but I just don't want to be one. You can't do anything to me, right?"

Two moons hang high in the sky, and the night sky is filled with stars, just illuminating all living things, seemingly helpless and silent.

"You are speechless too, right?" Fu Qing smiled to the sky.

“Hahaha, hahahaha!”

Lingling covered her stomach and laughed so hard that she fell forward and backward. Her legs were shaking and the ankle bells made clear sounds.

She pointed at Fu Qing and laughed, "It doesn't care, it's happy! You failed, you fell into its trap!"

Fu Qing was startled, and his eyes tightened, but he relaxed immediately.

"Oh, how horrible."

He shook his head and said to Song Yin: "You will have a harder time in the future. Come on, but you must keep your original intention. Don't be confident, and don't be discouraged. Just keep your original intention, otherwise..."

call!

The mountain wind blew again, and the shadow was completely torn apart by the tentacles, interrupting his words and causing his body to disappear directly under the fluorescent light.

The wind stopped the moment Fu Qing disappeared, the surrounding fluorescent light disappeared, and the countless turbid heart grasses that were heading towards the sky also dissolved in the air and were never seen again, turning into a valley with only the roots and rhizomes of wild vegetables left.

Everything disappeared.

Song Yin trembled his lips and looked at Lingling again. After she finished laughing, she returned to normal and just looked at Song Yin with a smile.

"Lingdang, why do you say that?"

"ah?"

Lingling thought about it and shook her head again: "I don't know, I just said it this way."

Song Yin frowned, his eyes gleaming white, but nothing else could be seen except resentment.

Wang Qi couldn't stand Song Yin's gloomy face, so he said boldly: "Brother, why do you care about those things? Lingdang is not normal, and that Fu Qing is probably a psychopath. How can he talk to the sky? What else can there be in the sky except stars? Can he talk to the Four Heavenly Lords? Second Brother, what are you looking at me for?"

As he was speaking, he found that Zhang Feixuan was staring at him, as if his eyes wanted to eat him.

Didn't he say anything wrong

"Four Heavenly Lords" Zhang Feixuan stammered, and his body began to tremble inexplicably.

When Fu Qing was talking to Tian, he felt that something was not right. What knowledge was Fu Qing talking about? It should be Qing Bao Tianzun, the one who had explored all the changes and mastered endless magical powers, spells and knowledge.

But the Heavenly Lord is ruthless and never comes down to earth. It is a great joy for them to bestow blessings. Given their existence, how could they come down to earth to deal with a mortal

But inexplicably, Zhang Feixuan thought of the huge vortex that appeared in the sky when his senior brother was destroying the Yellow Wind Monster.

That shouldn't be the miracle caused by the Yellow Wind Demon. If that was the Four Heavenly Lords, and the Four Heavenly Lords were in control of the world, then...

Boom!

There seemed to be a thunder explosion in his mind, and his mind began to waver.

Zhang Feixuan only felt that the magic power around him was moving in disorder, and somehow, even his body seemed to be starting to change.

His eyes narrowed and he bit the tip of his tongue hard, using the pain to keep himself awake and stop thinking about random things.

Can’t think about it!

It will break!

Can’t think about it!

"I don't care what you are."

Just when Zhang Feixuan's eyes began to become increasingly confused, a voice shook his mind and shook him out of his endless thoughts. Immediately, his legs went soft and he fell to his knees, gasping for breath, with blood dripping from the tip of his tongue.

At this moment, he raised his head and looked forward, only to see Song Yin looking up at the sky, the light in his eyes even covering the double moons in the sky.

He didn't care what it was, and he didn't know what it was.

But Fu Qing was such a capable person, but he had to accept death. This was not right!

Song Yin didn't understand what was happening.

Because it was not the mountain ghost who wanted him dead. The mountain ghost disappeared with Fu Qing's death.

It was something else that wanted him dead!

"The road is one step at a time. I don't know who you are now, I can't find you, and I don't have time to take care of you, but it doesn't matter, you will eventually be able to hide it."

He pointed to the sky, but his face was not angry, but firm, as if he was sure of what was bound to happen:

"One day I will know who you are, and when I find you, I will peel off your skin!"

The night sky was quiet and nothing happened.

Lingling stared at the sky and whispered, "It's very happy."

After saying that, her little head tilted again, full of confusion, "Strange, who is happy?"

boom!

Song Yin himself emitted a large amount of white gas, like a white pillar, rushing straight into the sky.

Somehow, his own magical powers began to transform into a new realm.