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Chapter 1,257 Loincloth(2/2)

Although there is not much kindness, since Balian woke up from the coffin, he has met too many people who are justified in doing unfair things based on their status.

Nowadays, it is rare to see these two people who have the words "Justice" engraved on their faces, which makes Bailian, who originally ended the conversation and left after just a few words, troubled.

Balian rolled up his sleeves, glanced at them, and abruptly changed the subject: "The blessing method of the True Immortal Sect is indeed miraculous, but I have been traveling in the world for many years, and this is the first time I have heard that blessing requires knocking on the spiritual platform.

Yes, the golden bell in the hand of the Dao Immortal contains the water of Hanyu Pond, although it cannot help the demon transform into bones.

But if you dip your hand into the water and tap your forehead, the spiritual platform will naturally open wide under the action of the water. At this moment, the person's sea of ​​consciousness and divine palace will be exposed to that finger without any defense."

Balian said it politely.

But smart people can hear the overtones.

Wetting your fingers with the water of cold feathers is like holding the key to unlocking the locks of all the demons and immortals.

The spiritual platform is wide open, and your fingers touch your forehead.

With just one thought, the people under your command can be completely destroyed and their souls can be dispersed!

The lives and deaths of all immortals and people are all under that one finger.

"That's nonsense!" Shang Chang immediately retorted sternly: "The Shangqing Immortal Realm and Kunlun Jingxu are originally one. If there are problems with the True Immortal Sect founded by His Majesty the Emperor, doesn't it mean that His Majesty the Emperor also has problems! How did the True Immortal Sect establish the altar?

There are thousands of enlightened immortals, but if it was harmful to others, people would have died for it!"

He retorted eloquently on his face, but for some unknown reason, cold sweat broke out all over his back as if he was frightened!

He subconsciously looked at Qi Shan, but he happened to see his eyes flash twice, his eyelids drooping, hiding the deep emotions inside.

Shang Chang called him almost scolding and suspiciously: "Qi Shan?!"

Qi Shan moved his lips, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "He did not say that His Majesty the Emperor has any problems with the True Immortal Sect, he just informed you and me of the stakes.

Since ancient times, I don’t know how many gods have had thoughts about Kunlun, even if His Majesty is the son of his father.
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