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Lin Fengyu grabbed Song Qingshu's robe: "Could it be...you really want to give that monster to..."

"I'm just going to check the situation. I still can't do such a thing as the corpse of a monster loyal to my master."

Song Qingshu patted Lin Fengyu's shoulder. Lin Fengyu heard him say this, and after pondering for a moment, he also loosened Song Qingshu's robe and let him go in the middle.

"But aren't you worried about your companion?"

After Song Qingshu took two steps, he suddenly stopped and asked.

If Lin Fengyu said that she was very worried about the life of that companion, if there was really no other way out, Song Qingshu would assume the identity of a bad guy and attack the corpse of the monster.

It was all the reward for helping Lin Fengyu save Song Ling'er for his crime.

But this time Lin Fengyu was silent for a while, then shook his head, and said slowly: "No matter what the purpose is, it's all about doing something and not doing something."

"What to do and what not to do?"

Song Qingshu looked back, looking at Lin Fengyu's back.

"My father, the domain owner, has always emphasized some principles with me. Even if there is something that must be achieved, he must not violate his own heart."

Lin Fengyu turned sideways slightly, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the bound monster.

"It...will die for the sake of its master. To attack this loyal monster for my own selfishness...I can't do it."

"Even if it's just a monster?"

"Monsters are also holy spirits. No matter whether they are monks or monsters, there is no reason why anyone is more noble than the other."

Lin Fengyu said firmly to Song Qingshu's gaze.

"Ha..." The two looked at each other for a while, and Song Qingshu was the first to laugh out loud.

"...what's so funny about that!"

Lin Fengyu stared at him, quite dissatisfied.

"I just didn't expect you to say such a thing. And from what you said, the owner of Suzaku Domain seems to be an interesting person."

Song Qingshu lightly coughed once or twice, and Chunjun came out of the sheath in his palm.

"I'll go and have a look first, you just wait here."

"Well, you have to be careful yourself."

Song Ling'er on Lin Fengyu's lap hadn't woken up yet, Song Qingshu naturally had no intention of digging Song Ling'er up, and walked to the middle of the third floor alone.

In the middle of the third floor, those secret books that they haven't touched have already been sucked clean by the space-time rift just now.

The crowd didn't have a chance at all, so they were all sucked away by the crack.

Song Qingshu had just noticed something in the middle, originally there were a few things that would interest him, but since it has been swallowed up by the gap in time and space, it only proves that the fate has not yet come, and it is meaningless to think about it again.

Perhaps the corpse of the monster was not swallowed by the crack because it was bound to the third floor by chains and fused with the entire third floor.

If the cracks were not spared even the corpses of monsters, I'm afraid they might lose their way to the fourth floor directly.

And the real phantom in white is very likely to be on the upper floor of the tower. If even the senior in white can't get down, then Song Qingshu's original idea of ​​bringing him back to open up a passage for the Great Thousand World of Daoling Pavilion will be in vain.

For Song Qingshu's exploration of the secret realm, he can do without anything else, but it is impossible to give up on this means of leading to the fairy world.

"call--"

Song Qingshu let out a long breath, and walked slowly to the side of the monster's corpse.

Although there were a few deep bone wounds on the corpse of the monster, it was not difficult to see that it was a long time ago.

The scars caused recently are nothing more than the remnants of the thunder that was spread and the turbulence of time and space left when the space-time rift was raging.

But because at that time, the monster had already made no sound, so even if Song Qingshu came to the monster now, he didn't smell any bloody smell.

Song Qingshu walked around the monster beast twice, and after confirming that there was no formation beside the monster beast, he focused on the monster beast.

The monster closed its eyes, and those monks with lower cultivation might mistakenly think that the monster is still alive.

Song Qingshu pondered in his mind for a long time but never figured out what kind of race this monster actually existed.

However, this is not an important matter. Song Qingshu just gave up on this matter after pondering for a while, and said softly to the monster, "I've offended you."

Song Qingshu put his hand on the top of the monster's head, and slowly injected spiritual power into the monster's body.

In order to prevent the monster from setting up any formations before it died, or to prevent any resistance to his spiritual power, Song Qingshu's invisible form wrapped around his arm in an instant, just in case.

Chapter 1558 Search

Song Qingshu's spiritual power circulates in the monster's body. Although the monster has no signs of survival, it is a creature that has used its spiritual power after all, so the circulation of its spiritual power is not a big deal.

Because of Song Qingshu's actions, the corpse of the monster beast glowed with aura.Song Qingshu wanted to directly use the power of the rules of the time-space avenue to drive the power of the avenue into the corpse of the monster, so that he could find the time-space node leading to the fourth floor faster.

However, due to the existence of the rift just now, the time and space around the entire minaret is somewhat unstable now, so Song Qingshu really can't use the power of the rules of the time and space avenue, so as not to cause another riot in time and space and affect other people around.

Spiritual energy flowed around in the monster's corpse, groping around for the time-space rift that was hidden somewhere without a clue.

Lin Fengyu also broke into a cold sweat because of Song Qingshu.

She could tell that Song Qingshu also wanted to preserve the monster's body, and had no intention of destroying it.

But if there is really no other way to get to the fourth floor, Song Qingshu may...

Lin Fengyu didn't dare to think about it until now, and clenched his skirt tightly with his slender fingers.

"What are you worried about?" yuyV

Song Ling'er also woke up leisurely at this time.

She seemed a little more sleepy after sleeping, and stretched on Lin Fengyu's lap before propping up her body.

"I'm worried about your father."

Lin Fengyu set his eyes on Song Qingshu, and couldn't help but worry about him again.

"Don't worry, Dad will definitely find a solution."

Song Ling'er tilted her head, as if she didn't understand why Lin Fengyu was worried about such a meaningless thing.

From Song Ling'er's point of view, it's just looking for a space-time node. Even if that node is covered by the monster's secret technique, as long as Song Qingshu is given a little more time, he will be able to find it sooner or later.

"I hope so... After all, a guy as strong as Song Qingshu... If he can't solve it, then we may have no chance."

Lin Fengyu was silent for a moment, and finally let out a sigh.

Song Ling'er patted Lin Fengyu on the shoulder, and slowly walked to Song Qingshu's side.

Song Qingshu was concentrating on pouring spiritual power into the corpse of the monster beast at this time, and did not notice Song Ling'er walking towards him.

"dad."

Song Ling'er stood about two steps away from Song Qingshu and called out in a low voice.

"Huh? Awake?"

With a sideways glance, Song Qingshu brought Song Ling'er's figure into his line of sight.

"Just woke up, so comfortable." Song Ling'er stretched and said with a smile.

"You..."

Song Qingshu smiled, put his free hand on top of Song Ling'er's head, and rubbed it twice.

Song Ling'er covered her head slightly, and complained after Song Qingshu finished kneading: "Father, you really messed up my hairstyle after messing around like this."

"Haha."

Song Qingshu knew that Song Ling'er was not someone who would get angry because of such things, so he just laughed it off, and once again focused on the corpse of the monster in front of him.

Song Qingshu's spiritual power was all over the body of the monster's body, and Song Qingshu relied on his vast spiritual power to search the monster's body like a net.

Although it is not possible to use the power of the rules of the time-space avenue now, it is not difficult at all to use the power of the existing rules of the time-space avenue beside him.

Moreover, simply borrowing the existing avenue rules will not trigger a new round of space-time collapse.Therefore, Song Qingshu didn't have any worries, he just needed to concentrate on searching.

"Dad, what can I do for you?"

Song Ling'er turned Zhijin into a chair, sat on Zhijin and dangled her little feet.

"No, you just rest for a while, I guess you can find it later."

Although Song Qingshu said so, his brows were tightly frowned, as if he had encountered a bottleneck.

"Father, if you can use me anywhere, just let me know."

"it is good."

Song Qingshu responded, then turned his head and focused all his attention on the corpse of the monster.

Although there is still some remaining spirit power of the monster in the corpse of the monster, it does not have any hostility towards Song Qingshu, which can be regarded as saving Song Qingshu a lot of trouble.

But even so, Song Qingshu still couldn't find the space-time node in the corpse of the monster.

"It would be great if we could use the power of the rules of the time-space avenue. The existing power of the avenue is simply not enough to deal with such troublesome things."

Song Qingshu complained in a deep voice, even the beads of sweat on his temples were a little more.

"Dad, can I see it?"

Song Qingshu withdrew his spiritual power and looked at Song Ling'er with a smile: "Ling'er, come and take a look."

"Ah."

Song Ling'er slid down from the chair made by Zhijin, and then put her hand on the head of the monster like Song Qingshu.

"Hey...that's impossible..."

Song Ling'er also tried many methods, but all ended in failure.

Song Qingshu nodded, watching Song Ling'er trying various methods, and finally pondered: "Is it possible... This formation is not in the body of this monster at all."

Song Ling'er had a flash of inspiration: "That's right, just now we always thought that the node of time and space was in the body of the monster, it was all because of the power of the heavens that I don't know what it is, which left us with such an impression first."

"So, what that guy said is very likely to be false. And the space-time node is not on this monster at all."

Song Qingshu snorted coldly: "This kind of trick..."

"Then dad, shall we look around?"