Numerologist

The black eagle sent people all the way to the outside of the snowy area, and further inside was the miraculous area of ​​perennial snowfall.I don't know if it's because the heavy snow is not suitable for flying, but the black eagle has some inexplicable resistance to the front and doesn't want to continue flying.

"Thank you, old man." Bai Fu rubbed its head, waved goodbye to the black eagle, and the two walked into the snowy area.

At the same time, the mercenary warlocks who had been tricked by the positioning beads were arguing endlessly at the edge of the miracle.

Before abducting the Holy Son, Bai Fu hung the positioning beads on a rabbit. The people were misled by the rabbit and circled two big circles in the cedar forest.In the end, he managed to catch up with him, but caught Jian Xi, a mercenary who suddenly remembered the locator after disappearing, holding a white long-haired rabbit in his arms.

"Why are you here? What the hell are you doing? Where is the Holy Son?"

What about using the locator to track the Son?It turned out to be a rabbit. They had been chasing for a long time because of loneliness?

Jian Xi, who was surrounded by everyone, also looked confused, "What holy son? Your Highness has turned into a rabbit?!"

When he saw everyone pointing at the rabbit, biting one of the Holy Son, his mind was wide open for a moment, and he mistakenly thought that they were saying that the rabbit in his hand was transformed by the Holy Son, so he immediately picked up the rabbit in horror and horror, stunned.

"What are you thinking about!" Captain Lie Yang rewarded him with a chestnut, "When did you catch this rabbit? Have you ever seen the Holy Son and the golden paladin Bai Fu?"

Touching the head with the red mark, Jian Xi replied honestly: "I lost my way and lit the talisman, and then followed the smoke to come here. The rabbit caught it half an hour ago, and I have never seen His Royal Highness the Son."

Jian Xi had been lost for a long time, and his companions even agreed that he was dead.At first, he habitually used the skills he learned in the mercenary group to find his way.However, the heavy wind and snow in this area covered up their traces in a short while.I was so hungry this morning, I wanted to check if there was any more dry food in my pocket, so I turned out the locator.

The dead horse lit the talisman paper like a living horse doctor, and then followed in a daze to Qingyan circling and circling in the woods. There happened to be a fat rabbit at the destination, and he wanted to pick up dry wood to roast rabbit meat.

Well, I didn't see that the bottom of the tree was already full of dead wood branches.The pots are all set up, and what they will see later is the delicious roasted rabbit.

"How dare you tease us, despicable boy!" the bearded warlock yelled at the innocent rabbit.

Everyone had already been suffocated along the way, and once someone made such a start, they immediately chased and complained, "I didn't expect the Son of the Holy See to be such a shameless person! He wants to kill us!"

When the Son was willing to sacrifice himself to save the world, they were happy to praise the Son, and even put him on a high place; They died, resentful of branding the Son as a sinner.

This sentiment is felt the most by the aborigines in this world.The priests from outside are still relatively rational. They don't take the Son's sacrifice as a matter of course, but they are also quite critical of the Son's escape.

The little Taoist sighed, formed the Taiji Yin-Yang seal with both hands, cupped his hands and said, "Infinite longevity. Layman Carlo changed his mind before the battle. I don't know what he thinks."

"At least I can live a little longer." Seventh Master Uncle said nonchalantly.Anyway, in their view, the world is about to return to chaos, and the Holy See's theory of summoning gods can fool other people, but it can't fool them.

Although there is a certain difference between immortals and gods, one cultivates the way of immortality and the other cultivates the way of gods. Immortals rely on the aura of heaven and earth, while gods rely on merit and incense.But speaking, the difference between the two is not very big, and they still have the same strength to speak in a fight.They also use the same standard to divide their strengths. From low to high, they are earth immortals, heavenly immortals, golden immortals, Taiyi golden immortals, Daluo golden immortals, quasi-sages, and Hunyuan Daluo golden immortals (sages).

Except for the young Taoist priests in the Tian|Xing team, everyone else is at least a fairy or above, and the leader of the team is already a Taiyi Golden Immortal.They have a deeper understanding of gods than these mortals, so even if gods really exist, they don't think that the other party has the ability to save the world that has entered the nirvana period.

Change the course of the entire world by yourself, unless that person is a saint.But if he is really a saint, it is even more impossible to interfere with the natural evolution of the world.

"About the mission, what are your thoughts?" the team leader asked via voice transmission.

That's right, they followed the Holy Son on this trip, on the one hand, they wanted to do their best, but more importantly, they wanted to investigate the traces of the devouring silkworms.

They don't have the "non-attack" magic weapon of the fortune teller, and they can't figure out who is the lucky one when the sky is in chaos.However, they also have their own way of summarizing, that is, to find the place with the most disputes and the most chaotic.Seniors in their department also summed up a common saying, "Where there are silkworms, there must be bloody storms."

In this world, is there a bloodier place than the front line of the demon battlefield?

"I suspect it's the Son of God." Xiao Wu was the first to speak, and she and the little Taoist almost got mixed into the team.

"Bai Fu is a man of great luck, and the devouring silkworm will definitely choose to follow him. According to my observation, the Holy Son has always been inseparable from him, and the behavior of the Holy Son is also very suspicious."

Seventh Master Uncle glanced at the little parrot, and followed the voice transmission: "I agree. It must have no good intentions to lure us to this ghost place."

"The pure power of light in the Holy Son is somewhat similar to the source power of this world. I suspect that he extracted the source power and disguised it as light energy."

"He didn't put much effort along the way."

"That's right, the lucky ones are still being abducted right now!"

After discussing it, they became more and more sure that the Holy Son was the biggest suspect who devoured the silkworm.The Holy Son's usual trivial things seem to support this suspicion.

Xiao Wu was certain: "It must be him!"

"I don't think it's the Holy Son." A strange yet familiar voice suddenly appeared.

They looked towards the source of the sound, and saw Mo Zifei standing in the corner nodding slightly to them.

Although their audio transmission channel can be heard by any cultivator, they have all tacitly agreed that Mo Zifei is not a member of the group, and they were a little startled when they suddenly heard his voice.

When they got along with Xiao Wu these days, they discovered that Xiao Wu seemed to be having conflicts with Mo Zifei. They didn't know the reason, but since they got closer to Xiao Wu, they naturally kept a certain distance from Mo Zifei.

After silently exchanging eyes with each other, the leader of the team came forward and asked, "Why did Layman Mo say that?"

They analyzed a lot of evidence to prove that the Son was devouring the celestial silkworm in disguise, and now Mozi has to say no, of course he has to produce evidence.

"It's just intuition." Mo Zifei didn't have any strong evidence, and even the candidate he was most suspicious of was Shengzi.But very ingeniously, his intuition told him that it was not the Son of God.

This reason obviously cannot convince them.

The higher the cultivation base, the stronger the ability to communicate with the world, and there will be some senses in the dark.However, they learned from the little Taoist priest that Fellow Daoist Mo came from the big world of the universe, and his cultivation base is relatively low.Compared with Mo Zifei's intuition, they are more willing to trust their own intuition and inference.

"It's better to kill by mistake than let it go." After looking at each other, they concluded the proposition.

The discussion here was intense, but in the eyes of others, they just stood there dumbfounded and said nothing.Other warlocks and mercenaries had already fought with the Knights.

When they came, all the warlocks and mercenaries who died along the way were dissatisfied with the Knights for a long time.Now that the conflict is escalating, the Son of God cannot be found, so he has to vent his anger on his subordinates.

The Knights have heavy shields, armor and spears, with their own light attribute power, and they are both physical and mental, so they are not easy to bully.

A group of people were fighting, and Lie Yang's head and a few sporadic persuaders were in a mess.The Taoist priests who seemed to be standing there seemed to be watching the excitement, so they were attacked by the angry warlock.

"Damn! Who threw the water polo?" Uncle Qi touched his head, his hair was all wet and his hairstyle was crooked, and he immediately rushed to find someone to settle the score.

The little Taoist glanced at the battle situation, swallowed, and took a silent step back.

Seventh Master Uncle is also...too cruel...

The author has something to say: (.?＿?.)?I'msorry~

The author has been missing for several days. This is because she went to visit the last dragon in the cultivation world, and chatted with this poor little green dragon who has no territorial waters. I never thought that one day in the cultivation world and one year in the human world would be delayed by chatting for a while. so many days...

Stupid meow＿|￣|○: I know it’s wrong, but I won’t change it, hehe