Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

"That was actually done by the Treasure Beast?" Fu Sheng said in astonishment.

The plot at that time made her very angry. The hero had just become the Immortal Lord and his position was not stable yet. Suddenly, rumors spread among the people that Yan Su had killed innocent people indiscriminately. Someone took out a recording stone to testify that it was indeed Yan Su.

It happened that the fake Yan Su was doing evil at that time, and the real Yan Su was in seclusion, so no one could prove his innocence.

The storm escalates, and the entire immortal cultivation world is condemning the male protagonist, claiming that he is not worthy of being an immortal.

In the end, the male protagonist shot the people who made the loudest noises in the head without blinking an eye.

Part of the sound stopped instantly.

But this also further confirmed the cruel and ruthless nature of the male protagonist, but the male protagonist immediately used the time and space reversal array to put the facts in front of him, proving that he was indeed practicing when the fake Yan Su did evil.

As a result, public opinion turned around, everyone in the immortal cultivation world was apologizing to the male protagonist, and all the voices that were dissatisfied with the male protagonist disappeared. Fu Sheng enjoyed watching that part very much, but the author did not make it clear until the end who the fake Yan Su was. The male protagonist ordered his subordinates to investigate, but there was no news after that.

At that time, Fu Sheng wanted to see who was so bold as to impersonate the male protagonist, but it was not mentioned again in the text until the finale.

She just felt that the author added the plot out of thin air to make the story more ups and downs. There was no cause and effect at all, and it only made the male protagonist shine. After all, the author had too many plots in the later period just for the sake of torture and fun, and many of the logics could not be carefully analyzed.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a treasure beast.

When thinking of this, an idea suddenly flashed through Fu Sheng's mind.

"System, time-space retracing array, when did the male protagonist learn it?"

In the middle period of his life, the protagonist went to a secret realm, where he got the opportunity to form a divine formation and inherited many divine formations. His formation ability increased rapidly, almost comparable to Mu Shi, the number one formation master at that time.

However, in the early stage, the protagonist's achievements in the formation were not written.

"I don't know, maybe I learned it after I got the chance to master the Heavenly God Formation?" Qiqi said.

Fu Sheng's heartbeat quickened: "Why did the hero set up that formation in the cave before?"

Isn’t the formation that Yan Su set up the time-space reversal formation that he set up in his later years when he was an Immortal Lord?

"Isn't that the Time and Space Rewinding Formation?" Qiqi, as a system, naturally knew the plot of the book very well. It hesitated and said, "The Time and Space Rewinding Formation is a divine-level formation. How could the male protagonist set it up so easily? It may be just a low-level formation with the same effect as the Time and Space Rewinding Formation. As the young master of the Yan family, hasn't the male protagonist also learned some formations since he was a child?"

Fu Sheng listened to the system's words and gradually calmed down.

Think about the description in the novel. Indeed, the time and space-rewinding formation set up by the hero during the Immortal Lord period can directly reproduce the scene and make the viewers feel as if they are there.

What was placed in Yan Su's cave at that time was at most an image, similar to a recording stone.

No longer imagining, Fu Sheng said gloomily: "Let's find the treasure beast."

Without a specific location, Fu Sheng could only search blindly.

She didn't know what the treasure beast looked like, so she clapped her hands and sucked on it while searching for it.

"...Host, the treasure beast is not a dog. It won't come out even if you do this." Qiqi said.

"You don't know what it looks like? What can I do?" Fu Sheng complained.

She walked around for half an hour, almost covering the entire cemetery, but she didn't find any trace of the treasure beast.

"Is it really here?" Fu Sheng asked doubtfully, "This is nothing but a cemetery."

"It's really here." Qiqi said, "The treasure beast is good at camouflage. Every branch and leaf here could be transformed by it."

"Then how can I find it?" Fu Sheng's eyes widened when he heard this. "Should I pick up every leaf I see and have a look?"

She then asked: "Does the Treasure Beast have any hobbies?"

"Hmm..." Qiqi thought, "Oh, the treasure beast actually has some of the blood of the ancient Taotie, and it is very greedy."

Fu Sheng's eyes lit up and he blamed her: "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

She immediately picked up a stone and started drawing on the ground.

Soon, a rich aroma of roasted lamb appeared and spread throughout the underground palace.

Fu Sheng held a handful of lamb skewers in each hand.

She started walking in the underground palace with it as if she was parading in the city.

When passing by a stone tablet, Fu Sheng suddenly saw a piece of stone move.

Fu Sheng suspected that he had seen it wrong, so he stopped and shook the kebab in his hand as if casually.

The aroma is even stronger.

Fu Sheng stared at the stone closely.

This time I was not dazzled, the stone really moved again.

Fu Sheng was overjoyed, and pretending to be tired, he walked to the stone tablet and sat down to rest, then placed the kebabs on the side close to the stone.

Sure enough, she caught a glimpse of the stone moving forward at an extremely slow speed, almost millimeter by millimeter.

If Fu Sheng hadn't been staring at it, he wouldn't have been able to tell the stone was moving so slowly.

Ten minutes later, when the stone was finally moved next to the lamb skewers, Fu Sheng's hands were as fast as lightning and he pressed down the stone in an instant.

The stone didn't expect to be discovered, and the whole body of the stone shook. Just when Fu Sheng was overjoyed, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his hand.

"Ah——" Fu Sheng let go of his hand in pain.

The stone she was holding down had turned into a hedgehog. After stabbing her, it ran away.

"Damn it!" Fu Sheng cursed and chased after him.

Just when she was running out of breath and was about to catch up, the hedgehog turned into a bird, flapped its wings and flew into the air.

"..."

Fu Sheng gritted his teeth.

This precious beast is so cunning!

Fortunately, this is underground, and the bird can't fly out at all, so it can only hover in this underground palace.

Maybe the bird felt that Fu Sheng couldn't do anything to it, so it stopped landing and transformed into something else. It kept flying in the air, even flying over Fu Sheng's head.

Then Fu Sheng felt something falling on his head.

When I touched it, it was bird poop.

"You boy!!!"

Feeling the strong provocation from the bird, Fu Sheng became furious. While staring at the bird, he picked up a stone and started drawing on the ground again.

Because he was very angry, Fu Sheng's hands flew quickly and he quickly drew a catching net gun. Fearing that it would happen again like last time, Fu Sheng also drew a thick glove for himself.

After finishing the painting, Fu Sheng put on gloves, raised the net gun and aimed at the bird that was still provocative.

After aiming, there was a "bang" sound, and several net tubes with traction heads were shot out. The bird was caught off guard, screamed, and fell to the ground.

When Fu Sheng got closer, he saw the bird lying on the ground, entangled in the capture net, with its body wrapped in thread.

The bird was still struggling, but the harder it struggled, the tighter the net became. In the end, the line almost strangled its flesh and the bird stopped moving.

"Hey, keep running!" Fu Sheng looked down at the bird and smiled like a villain.