Shen Shang, the janitor of the Old Ancestor Fengtaiyuan, is also the guardian of the Pangshan Spirit Beast, so he has a strange title - Lingguan. "This is my self-proclaimed title. No one objected, that means he recognized it. There are too many Taoist priests surnamed Shen, so everyone calls me 'Shangling Guan'. Of course, you can also call me 'Guardian', as you like."

The title is not Xiaoqiu’s most concerned issue. He pointed to the sheep head in the hand of a Taoist priest at the door, "Has it bitten by something?"

Even though it was dark, Xiaoqiu could see clearly that the sheep's head was chewed to pieces, and it was definitely not what he looked like when he was buried in the middle of the night.

"It seems like a wolf." Shen Shang turned his head and looked at the sheep's head, then looked at Xiaoqiu, and said meaningfully: "This wolf has a big appetite. Not only do he eat all the meat of the whole sandalwood sheep, but he even eats a few bones left. If the sheep's head was not strong enough, he would probably not have left..."

"It may also be not a wolf." Xiao Qiu tentatively said. He had to see how much inside the other party knew and then decide how much he wanted to admit.

"It is possible that these wolves must be very united. There is no trace of scrambling on the spot. Moreover, they are very strange. They first buried the sandalwood sheep, then dug it out and eat it again, as if the taste will be more beautiful in this way."

Xiaoqiu nodded, without any contact, and tried to let the other party say more. When he caused trouble in a fight, he used this trick to deal with his father's questioning.

A Taoist priest at the door interrupted: "The sandal sheep must have fallen from him. There are blood stains left on the cliff, but these wolves are cheaper. Alas, there are fifty-three sandal sheep and fourteen rams in total, and this one is the strongest, which is a pity."

Xiao Qiu responded: "What a pity."

"You didn't see anything in Wrangama Valley?" asked Shinshang.

Xiaoqiu lowered her head and pretended to think for a while, "I didn't see it. I seemed to hear something calling in the middle of the night, and I didn't care."

"The head next to you..."

"His name is Mu Songxuan."

"My name is bald." Bald man kept silent. He interrupted at this time, and he also knew that "head" was called impolitely.

Xiaoqiu and Bald Zi spoke at the same time, but they gave two names. Shen Shang smiled, "Bald Mu Songxuan just flew alone in the valley, muttering to see the demon king and queen, what's going on?"

Before Xiaoqiu could speak, the bald man snatched: "I stayed in the valley and didn't watch it as fun. Brother Xiaoqiu came back and told me the story of the demon king and demon queen being taken away. I was very curious. The two of them became animals and might come to the grace valley to wander around, so I just flew around, hoping to meet the demon king and demon queen. Isn't this okay?"

The bald man just went straight to the northwest of the valley, but he didn't look like he was "flying around". The two Taoist priests at the door were about to question him, but Shen Shang waved his hand, "Forget it. Anyway, the Tanyang Sheep died by himself, and nothing else matters." He also instructed Xiaoqiu: "There are a few wolves around here, so be careful in the Wrangama Valley."

The bald man was proudly trying to continue talking, but Xiaoqiu hurriedly reached out and pulled him back. "I will be careful. No matter what kind of wolf, entering the Wrangler Valley will be a dead end."

"That's right, let alone the brocade-tailed horse. Even when the sandal sheep is alive, ordinary wolves dare not approach." Shen Shang turned around and said to the two Taoist priests, "Okay, let's do it. You go back to the ancestor's peak, and I'll stay and talk to the old acquaintances."

The two Taoist priests obviously felt that the way the spirit officials handled it was too hasty, so they looked at each other, said nothing more, and said goodbye with the sheep's head.

Shen Shang waited for a while before asking: "Is sandalwood mutton delicious? I heard that sandalwood mutton is so beautiful and fresh, and only emperors can taste it among mortals."

"You have to ask those wolves." Xiaoqiu said cautiously.

"The people on the Ancestor Peak don't eat meat. Do you know what to do after the normal death of the sandal sheep? Burn it and leave only the sheep's horns... It's a waste."

The bald man came up with an idea, "You can eat it secretly, just don't let the master know..."

Xiaoqiu grabbed the bald man's hair and placed him behind him, "The sandal sheep was killed by himself..."

"There is no doubt about this. The blood on the cliff is there. I'm asking you if the mutton is really as delicious as the legendary one?"

Shen Shang smiled, and seemed to have no malice, and was purely a kind of curiosity.

"Alright... okay." Xiaoqiu no longer remembers the taste of mutton. Their interest in outdoor dinners was far greater than that of the mutton itself.

"It's a bit battered." Bald man refused to shut up in Xiaoqiu's body. "The raw meat with blood tastes better, but they don't let me eat more."

Lingguan Shen Shang nodded with a smile, and his expression suddenly became stern, "Mu Xingqiu! You are so brave! Do you know how precious the sandal sheep is? Do you know what the sin is to kill the spirit beast without authorization? You must be not the only one who eats meat. If you explain the names of other people, you may be able to reduce your crime."

Shen Shang's face changed was quite abrupt. Xiao Qiu was already a little prepared. Just as he was about to speak, the bald man behind him broke free from his control, flew high, looked down at Shen Shang, revealing his two rows of teeth with gaps, "Bad Taoist, stinky Taoist, you dare to lie to me and Brother Xiao Qiu, I want to drink your blood!"

The bald man became smart this time and walked around for half a circle before diving towards Shen Shang to prevent Xiaoqiu from taking action to stop him.

Shen Shang revealed his main magic weapon - a pure white jade Ruyi, but he did not cast powerful spells, but used Ruyi as a stick, and seized the opportunity to hit it with one stick, hitting the copper coil under the head.

The bald man rotated in the air like a top, and the three strands of hair that usually play a supporting role also swayed, and it was a bit like a large bamboo dragonfly.

"Damn, dizzy, Brother Xiao Qiu, save me..."

Xiaoqiu was about to take action, Shen Shang opposite him shook his wish, "Mu Xingqiu, if you want to save someone, you will pass this level first."

"I didn't kill Tanyang." Xiao Qiu secretly felt energetic. Although he already possessed the inner alchemy, he had no magical tools and had never learned serious offensive spells. If he wanted to defeat Shen Shang, he still had to use a dangerous move.

"I'm up to you to kill it." Shen Shang laughed a few times, "Anyway, the meat is what you eat. If you give it to others, I will make it a big deal. Otherwise, you can explain it to the master."

The bald man's rotation speed did not slow down at all, and he screamed loudly. Xiaoqiu glanced at him and jumped up suddenly, trying to steal his head back to his hand.

Although both inhalation levels are Xiaoqiu, Yang Qingyin is in the third level, Shen Shang is in the highest level. The difference in strength is still very obvious. Perhaps because of this, Shen Shang did not rush to cast spells, but regarded Ruyi as an ordinary weapon, and came first, hitting Xiaoqiu's waist.

Xiao Qiu made a false move. He judged from Shen Shang's casual teasing attitude that the Pang Shan Lingguan disdained to use spells from the beginning, which was his chance to defeat the strong with the weak.

Xiaoqiu fell suddenly and switched to the middle Dantian Jianggong in Shen Shang.

Why can the five-character spells be fixed on relatively weak spells? Why is the effect of directly hitting Jiang Palace more obvious? Xiao Qiu used to know only the reason but not the reason. Zuo Liuying, the head of the Forbidden Secret Department, finally made Xiao Qiu suddenly enlightened - the five-character spell is actually a kind of illusion of mind lyricism. It acts on the heart and causes the opponent to have illusions that cannot be cast.

After understanding this truth, Xiaoqiu's Mei Xin Fist's power increased greatly. His goal was no longer simple spells, nor Jianggong itself, but the entire person.

His boxing speed is faster and his punches and kicks are more obvious. This gives the enemy a strong impression.

Regarding how to create illusions, Xiaoqiu just walked to the door and had not even stepped in with one foot, but just looked inside for a few glances. Naturally, his ability was not comparable to Zuo Liuying, but his confidence doubled, making his moves more handy.

He felt like he was touching something in the dark, thinking it was a way of playing when he thought it was a wooden stick. When he found that it was quite heavy, it was another way of playing when he found out that it was an iron stick. A light flashed by, illuminating that it was a sharp and shaky sword. The way of playing would change again, and each change would increase a little power.

Shen Shang was caught. He had a little understanding of Mu Xingqiu's Mei Xin Fist and thought that with his strength, he didn't have to care about this influence at all. But what surprised him was that the fist a few feet away had unusually powerful power. Not only was he numb from Jianggong, but his whole body was stiff and he couldn't move his step.

This was the first enemy Xiaoqiu encountered after comprehending the five-character spell. Although Yang Qingyin challenged him, Xiaoqiu did not fight back at that time.

"Strange!" Shen Shang was shocked, and the bald man laughed loudly. Just after a glance, he could see that Shen Shang was hit, "Beat him, Brother Xiao Qiu, beat him!"

Of course, Xiaoqiu would not stop there. The gap between his strength and Shen Shang still exists. The only way to win is to not give the opponent a gap to cast spells.

All the disciples of Ningdan must be protected by the fundamental method of hiding, and the three dantians in the upper, middle and lower areas cannot be easily broken through. Xiaoqiu then used his right hand Mei Xin Fist to continuously control Shen Shang's actions and casting spells, but his left fist hit the enemy's face firmly.

Shen Shang was like a puppet man. Every time he moved, he would pause for a moment. He was fisted on his face. Although he could bear it, his face was lost. "Stop!" Shen Shang's words were not greatly affected, but he could not say too much at once.

"Stop!" The bald man yelled while spinning.

Xiaoqiu finally gained an advantage, of course she didn't want to miss it just like that. Just as she was about to increase her efforts, Shen Shang shouted: "Why are we... fighting?"

Xiaoqiu was slightly stunned. When he thought about it carefully, he and Shen Shang were not as hostile as to the death. He just ate a sandal sheep that he had fallen to death. When he really arrived at the Ancestor Peak, Zuo Liuying would not let him suffer too serious punishment. The key is not to implicate Daliang and others.

But the change of face just now by the eldest son of the Shen family was too sudden. Xiaoqiu naturally regarded Shen Shang as an enemy, and his personality was absolutely unkind to the enemy.

Xiaoqiu's raised fist did not hit him anymore. Shen Shang was a strange guy. In the blink of an eye, he no longer looked like an enemy.

Shen Shang took two steps back, first raised his hand to stop the bald man's rotation, and then rubbed his face, "Mu Xingqiu, how are you like Taoist priest Pangshan? You're fighting with a scoundrel."

"Then I will beat you too." Xiaoqiu said that Shen Shang had not cast a spell, and his hostility decreased a little more. He grabbed the bun of his head and prevented the bald man from rushing up again.

"Hey, you really can't make a joke. Well, I'm here to challenge you formally."

"Challenge? Haven't we fought one?"

"It's not this kind of fight, it's a real fight. After breathing in, you can refine the main magic weapon and be qualified to participate in the artifact discussion. I choose you as my opponent, will you dare to fight?"

Xiaoqiu thought for a while, "You want to avenge your father?"

Shin Shang opened his eyes wide, his eyes rolling around, as if he was embarrassed about what he was about to say, "I am the eldest son of the Shin family, so I have to do something. More importantly, I want to try again, hoping that this time I can get through the collapse, and you are the tool I use to overcome the disaster."

Shen Shang laughed wildly, not like a teenager at all, but the eldest son of the Shen family who was over 100 years old. "Be careful, I may not wait until the day when I combine the instrument and discuss the Tao. In order to overcome the disaster, the Shen family has always used everything!"

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