Fang Shan: "When I answered just now, the host avoided looking at me for a second."
Wei Sushen said calmly: "Really?"
Fang Shan nodded: "In most cases, rhetorical questions mean that a person is thinking of ways to make up lies."
“…”
Even after making insinuations, I didn't ask what exactly he was hiding, so the matter was left unresolved for the time being.
Fang Shan continued to read at a glance. Wei Sushen made sure that the system was no longer paying attention to him, and relaxed his shoulders slightly.
Several hours passed, but nothing was found.
Xie Lan put down a book and rubbed his eyebrows to relieve the fatigue in his eyes: "Searching like this is like looking for a needle in a haystack." After thinking about it, he approached Bai Yiqing and said, "How about you calculate another hexagram?"
He was answered with an icy gaze.
At this time, Fang Shan said: "A slight calculation is against the harmony of nature. Continuous calculations in a short period of time can easily cause trouble."
Xie Lan recalled that Bai Yi almost destroyed the sword body when he was clearing out the emotional calamity, and for a moment he didn't dare to make any bad ideas again.
"It's a bit difficult to search blindly," Bai Yiqing stopped what he was doing, looked at the bookshelf and fell into brief contemplation.
Seeing that they were helpless, the monk reminded them, "You must not ask outsiders to help."
Xie Lan quickly said that he would not break the rules of the Sutra Pavilion.
Fang Shan looked at Bai Yiqing out of the corner of his eye: "Do you know how to distinguish body skills?"
The latter said coldly: "I am a sword cultivator."
Fang Shan sighed: "It seems I can only do it."
There was a flash of light and the living person turned into a rooster.
In the world of cultivation, it’s not surprising to know the magic of transformation. What’s amazing is that this big rooster is laying eggs in a serious manner.
Not long after, dozens of fresh eggs were lined up in a row. Fang Shan crushed one with his claws, and a tender yellow chick emerged from the broken eggshell.
The nearest monk's pupils trembled suddenly, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.
Among the people, Wei Sushen suffered the greatest psychological impact. At the moment when the chicken hatched, he thought of the time when the system first transformed into a rooster and asked him to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Xie Lan: "A-live?"
Although Bai Yiqing didn't speak, his cold expression contained some difficulty that he had never seen before.
The rooster coughed lightly, which sounded like a crowing: "It's just a technique, an offensive version of turning three pure beings into one qi. Don't think too much about it."
Xie Lan's face was ugly. If the Taoist heard what he said, he would definitely rush forward and fight for his life.
Fang Shan just thought they were making a fuss and calmly directed the chickens to start their work.
For a time, every corner of the bookshelf was occupied by the chicken army.
After witnessing this miraculous and outrageous scene, the others had no intention of continuing to read and decided to continue watching.
After some chickens have been working for a period of time, their physical strength gradually becomes exhausted, and finally they disappear into nothingness.
Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. At least it proved that these were not real chicken cubs, but probably the embodiment of spiritual power.
The monk kept chanting Amitabha Buddha: "The little monk is possessed by demons. How can a newborn ordinary chick be literate? There must be another reason."
Having said that, it still left quite a visual impact.
The Chicken Corps' work efficiency was extremely fast, and half of the books in the area were quickly read.
Fang Shan had not planned to use this move originally, as he was worried about causing panic. At this moment, he slightly regretted it. If he had known this, he should not have been limited to other people's opinions in the first place.
One of the fattest little yellow chickens jumped from a high place into the system's arms, fluttering its down, and opening and closing its red pointed mouth. The big rooster nodded, and all the chickens who were working jumped down, submerged themselves into his body and disappeared.
When Fang Shan returned in human form, except for Wei Su Shen, everyone else's eyes changed somewhat when they looked at him.
Xie Lan asked cautiously: "Could you be a rooster monster who has practiced well in the mountains and forests?"
Fang Shan smiled horribly: "If so, I should have eaten you as chicken feed early in the morning."
Xie Lan also knew that the guess was unreliable, so she covered up her embarrassment with a smile.
The monk was frightened for no reason and could barely maintain his composure: "Does the donor already have the answer?"
Fang Shan nodded and did not stay any longer as he wished.
The moment the Sutra Pavilion was locked, Fang Shan clearly heard the monk sighing in relief.
When he walked away, Fang Shan shook his head: "Today's young people are too weak to resist blows."
Wei Sushen said calmly: "The responsibility does not entirely lie with him."
Xie Lan nodded in agreement: "Who would have thought that you alone can be a gang."
Fang Shan smiled peacefully: "Really?"
Xie Lan suddenly felt a little cold.
Wei Sushen silently walked to the outside. Others asked whether he was fabricating lies to delay time. The system made an exception and it was purely to hold grudges.
In the cold and stiff atmosphere, what was a little gratifying was that Bai Yiqing still focused on the purpose of the trip and asked about the harvest.
Fang Shan pointed to a relatively secluded place ahead, and after walking there, he took out the translucent mysterious object from his storage bag: "It's alive."
Xie Lan has long been accustomed to his endless lack of shocking words, and now he can calmly point out the mistakes: "It has been left in the storage bag for so long, it deserves to die."
Fang Shan shook his head, with a hint of mockery on his brows: "According to the records, this kind of monster is called Immortal and spends half its life pretending to be dead."
Yu Bi kneaded it back and forth like noodles. The hard edge rubbed against the soft palm, but failed to pierce the skin.
Xie Lan said happily: "I didn't expect that the skin of your palms is as thick as your face."
At the same time, Bai Yiqing remained silent and Wei Sushen kept his face silent. He glanced at Xie Lan and inexplicably recited a poem in his mind: Where are the loyal bones buried in the green mountains.
Fang Shan likes to settle accounts after autumn, which is the same as making wine. When all the old sesame and rotten millet things are piled together, it will be more intense and exciting, so at this moment he responded with a warm smile.
"The book only provides one way to awaken this kind of monster, okay?"
"What?"
Fang Shan brought the immortal to Wei Sushen's mouth: "Come, kiss it."
Wei Sushen didn't say anything, just looked at him, his eyes dark and scary.
Fang Shan stopped acting like a monster and lamented that the child was old and difficult to deceive: "Immortality is very rare. It has been dormant all year round. It can be forcibly awakened by falling into a dream."
Xie Lan took the lead and said: "Sword cultivators rarely practice spells."
The implication is that he and Bai Yiqing don't have that ability.
Fang Shan spread his hands, while Wei Sushen couldn't stop coughing and was not considered at all.
In the end, the Gu insect was ordered to do something in danger, and it was immortal. Unfortunately, it couldn't find a place where it could suck blood.
Xie Lan: "How about you try using charm?"
This is purely treating a dead horse as a live doctor. Fang Shan didn't know what he was thinking, but he really decided to give it a try.
Before he started to act, everyone turned their backs in unison.
Xie Lan's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible: "Will it succeed?"
Bai Yiqing said without emotion: "It will be scary if you succeed."
After hearing this, Xie Lan took a deep breath, and unexpectedly turned her face to look at Wei Sushen, giving a new definition: a stumbled man who was bewitched by charm.
Fang Shan's body was unintentionally cast as a scumbag, but he didn't realize it and was still using level 10 confusion skills on the sleeping monster.
Even with their backs turned, the smell of the wind passing by him was mixed with a hint of sweetness. The three adult men couldn't help but take a few steps forward, completely avoiding Fang Shan.
"woke up."
In every tortured breath, two concise words are enough to give people a sense of relief.
Several people turned around one after another. Fang Shan's terrifying buff had been put away, and the immortality in his hand was like a jellyfish, swimming up and down.
Xie Lan stared at the monster, which was less than half the size of a palm: "What's the use of it?"
"prophecy."
After Fang Shan spoke, the air was quiet for a few seconds.
Xie Lan couldn't help but smile: "Is there some misunderstanding?"
If it really had this ability, the entire continent would have been frantically snatching it up.
Fang Shan: "The Immortal only exists in legends, and you may not be able to recognize it even if you stand in front of it; moreover, it is extremely lethargic and will not wake up in a life-or-death crisis."
Bai Yiqing held the immortal with two fingers. The latter struggled symbolically for a few times, and his movements gradually became slower, and it seemed that he was about to continue to sleep.
Fang Shan: "Bleeding, bleeding from the heart."
After speaking, he quickly gave one to each of the remaining people.
After inhaling the blood, the translucent surface of Fang Shan's hand first turned into light pink, and a line of words gradually appeared on the mirror-like surface: Reality is illusion.
Fang Shan and Wei Sushen looked at each other and said calmly: "There are too many things that can be predicted. Even the weather forecast can be considered a prediction."
It implies that he couldn't figure out what these words meant for a while.
After the font disappeared, Wu Mie fell into a deep sleep. Every time he predicted it, he would sleep for thousands of years.
The strange thing is that except for the system, the results of several other people have not appeared yet.
Fang Shan: "Excellent people are indeed the most favored."
Wei Sushen: "Maybe it's because your results are the most superficial."
“…”
The prophecy belonging to Xie Lan appeared for the second time. The picture showed a woman whose face could not be seen clearly. Judging from the outline alone, she was an out-and-out beauty.
Fang Shan shouted, and Xie Lan's face immediately turned red.
Half a stick of incense passed, but Wu Mie did not fall asleep. The people waiting were all sleepy, and there was still no movement from Bai Yiqing and Wei Sushen.
Fang Shan couldn't help but move closer to Wei Su Shen and said with a smile, "You can be considered brothers in need."
Before he could finish his words, Wei Su Shen's immortal hand suddenly spread out like a pancake and threw it at his face.
Fang Shan caught it in the air with a smile, looking at the reflected face and feeling pity for himself: "Sure enough, I am the most beautiful person in the world."
Wei Sushen looked at him, and a flash of understanding suddenly flashed in his eyes. He didn't know whether to feel lucky or helpless.
Only Bai Yiqing remained unresponsive.
Fang Shan stretched out a finger and poked Wu Mie, but there was no movement.
broken
Bai Yiqing didn't believe in fate at all, and had no intention of continuing to wait after his patience was exhausted.
At the moment when it was about to give up, Immortality finally had some fluctuations. It sucked seven or eight drops of blood from the heart, and its whole body became frighteningly red. As it trembled, a line of small words began to appear -
Living like the thing I hated the most.
The incomprehensible words made everyone look at each other.
Only Fang Shan's gaze seemed to wander between Wei Sushen and Bai Yiqing unintentionally, and an idea vaguely emerged.
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