Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

This 'voice of all things' newly awakened by the bee mother has not yet seen other effects. It only allows it to communicate with itself, which is enough.

You can even use the bee mother as a transfer station to allow you to communicate with other spirit beasts, so that you can better understand the little thoughts of your own spirit beast.

Monsters and spiritual beasts, those below the level of Jindan cultivation, cannot speak or speak.

In the beast control sect, there is a knowledge of animal language, but there are thousands of spiritual beasts in the world, and it is impossible for a monk to learn all the animal languages. He can only learn a few major categories, such as cat language and bird language. , snake language and these are basically enough.

But even if you learn these animal languages, it is quite difficult to communicate with spirit beasts, because the spirit beasts have low IQs and their speech is very disorganized, and the spirit beasts in strange places also have some local accents.

But the bee mother's magical power ignores the ambiguity in words and directly enters the heart of the spirit beast. This method of communication is clever enough.

After Fang Qingyuan explored this information, he allowed the bee mother who had just woken up to continue eating the golden jade nectar. He escaped from the fairy mansion, looked at the people outside, and said:

"I just realized a little bit and figured out a problem in my practice. I couldn't help but get lost in thoughts and wasted everyone's time."

Hearing Fang Qingyuan's words, the foundation-building monks who had been waiting around for a long time could not come forward to accuse Fang Qingyuan. Instead, they all came up to congratulate Fang Qingyuan for his improvement.

As for the foundation-building casual cultivators who were crying below, no one cared about their reactions.

Skipping this section, Fang Qingyuan focused on the possessed Zhang Laodao. According to the following group of casual cultivators, this was just a simple story of a possessed monk going on a killing spree, but Fang Qingyuan subconsciously felt that it couldn't be that simple. judge.

In the past ten years, there have been no possessed monks here, and Fang Qingyuan felt that it was far-fetched to say that this was a coincidence, and that he had just cheated the Lingmu League, and there was a case of being possessed.

Could it be that the Lingmu League sent people to do it?

Now that anything bad happens in his own territory, Fang Qingyuan subconsciously doubts the spirit tree. Instead of believing in luck and coincidence, he believes in man-made things.

Always prepare for the worst in everything, so that you can have some margin for dealing with it.

Is this just the handiwork of the Lingmu Alliance?

To allow a late-stage foundation-building monk to become possessed and destroy this newly developed camp was a very petty act.

Unless, these are just bait right now, and the real target of the Lingmu Alliance is the military formation like us who just came here.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan's heart trembled. He looked at the foundation-building monks below who were still crying and said:

"Our Southern Frontier Beast Control Sect is already aware of this matter. We, our Beast Control Sect, will definitely take care of this matter to the end. You can rest assured and cultivate. It won't take long for peace to return here."

Hearing Fang Qingyuan's promise, the few Foundation Establishment casual cultivators below were all overjoyed. After they thanked Fang Qingyuan again, they were led down. Naturally, the beast-controlling sect disciples came to them later to ask for more details.

After the outsiders left, Fang Qingyuan looked at the dozen foundation-building monks in the room and said:

"What do you think about this matter? Now you can talk about it. Let's discuss it, so that I won't be the only one to think poorly."

After Fang Qingyuan said these kind words, the monks sitting around him began to talk about it. These people can practice to build the foundation, and they are naturally knowledgeable. Among them are several heads of monk families, who are even better.

Only one person stood up and said:

"Master Fang, I think this matter is strange. As a late-stage practitioner of Foundation Establishment, it is impossible for Mr. Zhang to have no signs before becoming a demon. But what is suspicious is that many monks in this camp have not noticed it before. This does not make sense."

The person who spoke was the patriarch of a vassal monk family of the Beast Control Sect in Southern Xinjiang. His name was Ma Kun. He was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment and had been the patriarch for more than fifty years. He had gone through the Wei family and Wei contemporaries. During the Wei Xuan era, after the Wei family was defeated in Tianyin Mountain, he returned to southern Xinjiang and defected to Yushoumen.

Ma Kun was also quite capable of surviving bloody battles. Fang Qingyuan brought him along this time because he was also fancying his experience and hoped to use him to make up for his lack of experience.

Ma Kun has a high prestige among the vassal families who came to follow him this time. His words represent the vassal intention of these seven or eight monk families, so Fang Qingyuan also treats this with caution.

After Ma Kun finished speaking, Fang Qingyuan nodded and said:

"Clan Chief Ma is right. Even if a monk infected with demonic energy becomes possessed, he will not show any signs without warning, let alone a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment. In your opinion, where should we start now?"

Ma Kun has a city in his chest:

"There must be something wrong with those foundation-building casual cultivators just now. Although I don't think they are lying to deceive us, but they have a problem themselves, and they don't know it."

Fang Qingyuan nodded and signaled Ma Kun to continue, and Ma Kun stroked his beard and said:

"I have a treasure that can reveal the inner demons of monks. If Mr. Fang allows it, I would like to call those foundation-building monks just now to try them out one by one to see if there is any problem."

These foundation-building casual cultivators had already been checked by the beast-controlling disciples when they entered, but it was obvious that Ma Kun was more confident in his magic weapon.

Regarding Ma Kun's suggestion, Fang Qingyuan was very enthusiastic. He whispered a few words to Zhan Zhi'er beside him, and Zhan Zhi'er twisted his waist and went out.

After a while, a foundation-building casual cultivator was brought up alone. This person was the one who said that his waist was picked off before.

Entering here again, the foundation-building monk looked confused. He didn't know why he was brought in alone.

When Fang Qingyuan saw this, he softly comforted him:

"Don't be impatient. We still have a few questions to ask you, but before we ask any more questions, we need to do some tests on you."

"test?"

The foundation-building casual cultivator looked a little embarrassed, but when facing a room full of foundation-building cultivators, each of whom was stronger than himself, he had no choice but to say:

"I believe in your character and the reputation of the Beast Control Sect. You go ahead and do it."

For a casual cultivator, having all the roots of one's family fully understood by outsiders is something that he is extremely resistant to.

If your cultivation, talents, magic weapons, and skills are all known to outsiders, then if a monk of the same level wants to take action against you, whether intentionally or unintentionally, then you will have absolutely no luck. However, now that the situation is forcing this Foundation Builder As a casual cultivator, there was no room for resistance, so he had to use words to find some psychological comfort for himself.

Fang Qingyuan also understood, so after making some assurances, he signaled to Ma Kun on the side to let him take action.

Ma Kun came to this casual cultivator, waved his hand and pulled out a Bagua bronze mirror from his storage bag, and then used his magic power to pour three balls of pure Qi into the mirror.

The mirror was replenished with mana, and the eye-like decoration above it suddenly blinked, and then a clear light emitted from the mirror, shining on the casual cultivator in front of it.

However, the clear light enveloped him, and although the San Xiu's face was not good-looking, there was nothing strange about it, but nothing was revealed.

Ma Kun refused to give up and used a few more rounds of Qingqi, but the result was still the same.

After a while, Ma Kun gave up in frustration. Just as the casual cultivator showed a happy smile, Fang Qingyuan above asked:

"What did you say? You want to kill us all?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, because they did not hear any dissatisfaction from this casual cultivator, but looking at Fang Qingyuan's expression, it seemed as if this person had said something bad.

The casual cultivator was also surprised. He smiled and said:

"I didn't say anything. Did you hear me wrong?"

Fang Qingyuan rubbed his eyebrows and said to Ma Kun:

"Don't be stingy with the blood and essence. Take a photo of this area of ​​​​the human brain. There is probably a problem there."

Ma Kun obeyed the order and looked solemn. He immediately sprayed a mouthful of blood on his mirror. Immediately, the eyes above the Bagua bronze mirror suddenly opened and reflected the casual cultivator in front of him.

The next moment, the brain palace area of ​​this casual cultivator seemed to be blurred, revealing the brainstem tissue inside, as well as the small, ferocious red spider figure.