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Chapter 164 Won't Your Conscience Hurt When You Say This?
Facing a group of old fritters who have lived for hundreds of years, even the matter of Dafan Prajna, which he kept secret, was caught out, not to mention the bloodthirsty bead that was already worn around his neck.

So, without the slightest surprise, under the rhetoric of Daoxuan's head, Zhang Xiaofan found himself taking out the beads hanging around his neck inexplicably.

After taking it out, he realized that this was tantamount to admitting his Master Puzhi in a disguised form. Unfortunately, it was too late to regret it.

However, Puzhi's big-eyed guy has probably betrayed the revolution, so there's no need for him, Zhang Xiaofan, to keep it secret, right?

In this kind of thinking, Zhang Xiaofan foolishly handed the bloodthirsty bead into the hands of the head of Daoxuan.

When receiving the blood-thirsty bead, head Daoxuan was slightly puzzled, because the blood-thirsty bead was clearly a blood-red bead, but what Zhang Xiaofan took out was a blue rosary bead.

However, this kind of doubt turned into a sudden realization the moment he took the beads.

As soon as the blue rosary was in his hand, an evil aura rushed towards Daoxuan's brain. ,

Of course, this bit of evil thought is not enough to affect such an accomplished person like Daoxuan.

What's more, at the moment when the evil thoughts rushed out, there were golden swastikas circulating on the rosary beads, which tightly suppressed the evil power in the beads.

"really!"

The head of Daoxuan said in his heart, "Sure enough", it was the bloodthirsty bead, and at the same time he understood that the reason why the color of the bead changed was that Puzhi suppressed the evil nature of the bloodthirsty bead with mana, and disguised it as an ordinary bead. Rosary.

Successfully 'borrowing' the bloodthirsty bead, Daoxuan waved Zhang Xiaofan to step back first.

Of course, before that, no one told Zhang Xiaofan that what he had been carrying close to his body for three months was the famous bloodthirsty bead of Zhengmo and Zhengmo.

Until he walked out of the Shoujing Hall, Zhang Xiaofan only thought that this was a blue rosary bead Puzhi left for him.

After leaving the Shoujing Hall, the senior brothers and the little senior sister Tian Linger greeted Zhang Xiaofan with concern, needless to say.

But in the Shoujing hall, after watching Zhang Xiaofan leave, the eyes of all the leaders focused on Daoxuan's head in unison.

"Brother Sect Leader, this bloodthirsty bead is a very dangerous thing. Keep it for fear of causing great disaster to my Qingyun, so it is better to let the younger brother dispose of it."

Suppressing the heat in his heart, Taoist Cangsong raised his head and looked at Daoxuan, wanting to ask for the Bloodthirsty Orb and 'dispose' of it.

Cangsong’s words won the approval of all the leaders present. This bloodthirsty bead was the magic weapon of the black-hearted old man 800 years ago. Countless creatures died on this magic weapon. .

But he didn't want to, Daoxuan, who was holding the bloodthirsty bead, shook his head slightly, and immediately
"Bloodthirsty bead? What bloodthirsty bead? Has a monster like bloodthirsty bead appeared in my Qingyun?
In my Qingyun, isn't there only one blue rosary left by the general wise monk? "

Daoxuan turned his head and looked at the juniors and juniors with a look of 'surprise', as if I had no idea what you were talking about.

Everyone: "." There is no bloodthirsty bead, can you tell us what you are holding in your hand?

Cyan rosary?If you say this, won't your conscience hurt?

Sure enough, none of the people who can become the head of the sect is not thick-skinned enough!

Well, that means there is no Qingyun's earlier generation present, otherwise, maybe there will be a certain senior stroking his beard and saying to Daoxuan with a gratified face, "You look shameless, quite like me when I was young." Demeanor'.

Of course, even though they were speechless, the leaders also understood what Daoxuan meant.

There was no bloodthirsty bead in Qingyun, only a cyan rosary left by the general wise monk.

As for where the rosary went in the end, well, I'm sorry, according to the last wish left by the divine monk Puzhi, the rosary had been found on a cliff and thrown away.

As for the lost position
Cough cough, my head is old and has a bad memory, so I can't remember clearly.

It may be somewhere in the ends of the earth, or it may be in a certain valley in Qingyun, if you want it, go find it yourself.

All in all, all in all.

There is only one core meaning to be expressed by the words of the head of Daoxuan - this bloodthirsty bead, from now on it will not be called a bloodthirsty bead!

This bead, no matter who the previous owner was, will change its surname to Qingyun starting today!
"Senior brother, this bead hurts heaven and harmony, even the Dafan Prajna, which is used by the general wise monk to restrain evil nature, can only temporarily suppress it, but cannot completely get rid of its evil nature.

Staying in Qingyun, I'm afraid it will be unknown! "

The first Taoist Tianyun of Luoxia Peak, who had always had a low sense of existence, frowned slightly, with a faint worry on his face about Daoxuan's decision.

"Hehe, it's okay!"

Daoxuan didn't care about Taoist Tianyun's concern.

"In this world, there are no evil magic weapons, only evil people.

Use it positively, it will be positive, use it evilly, it will be evil! "

In today's Qingyun, probably only Daoxuan and the one-armed old man Wan Jianyi who guards the ancestral hall have the final say.

After all, both of them know that the most evil magic weapon in the world is not the Bloodthirsty Bead, or the Soul Eater that can confuse people's minds in the hands of Zhang Xiaofan in the future.

The real and most evil magic weapon is their Qingyun Zhuxian Sword!
Zhu Xian is strong if he is strong, but he must not act rashly.

Together with Zhu Xian's great formation, all demons and demons will be wiped out, but such a large formation can only be used once or twice in a lifetime by the masters of all generations.

After using it, most of them still have the suspicion of being corrupted by Zhu Xian's evil spirit and falling into the devil's way.

Such a Zhu Xian sword can be used as the treasure of Qing Yun's town religion, just a bloodthirsty bead, why wouldn't Daoxuan dare to keep it?

What's more, if it is true to the story told by the storyteller, this bloodthirsty bead, after combining with the meteorite iron soul-absorbing rod in the back mountain of Dazhufeng, will become a magic weapon that belongs to Zhang Xiaofan alone.

The magic weapon is in his hands and he can control it.

A disciple of the sect can slowly control this magic weapon by himself, not to mention that they have many elders in Qingyun to help refine it?

He replied indifferently, seeing that Cangsong and Taoist Tianyun wanted to say more, Master Daoxuan waved his hand directly.

"There is no need to mention this matter again. Judging from the current situation, the verified news coincides with what was mentioned in the story of the mysterious storyteller.

Now, I want to go to the back mountain of Dazhu Peak to look for the dementor. I wonder if you guys want to go with me? "

There is no need to ask this question. They all followed to Dazhu Peak. Naturally, no one would want to take a look at the back mountain.

After some discussion, the six heads of the Daoxuan sect and the eight Suru walked out of the Shoujing Hall.

After explaining a few words, he set up the Dunguang and headed towards the back mountain of Big Bamboo Peak.

Flying over the back mountain, along the cliff, everyone plunged into the cliff.

Flying through a long woods, out of the woods, there is an open area in front of you.

In the center of the open area is a pool of water.

In the middle of the pool, surrounded by a circle of gravel, in the middle of the circle of gravel, a black iron rod with a black body and a disgusting evil breath was inserted.

"There really is!"

Even though they believed the fortune-teller's 'story' in their hearts, they couldn't help being shocked when they really saw the black iron rod in the back mountain.

At this point, there is no need to do too much research, Caomiao Village, Bloodthirsty Bead, Dafan Prajna, and Houshan Black Iron Rod.

With these as evidence, the storyteller's 'story', [-]% of the time, should really be the fact that will happen in the future.

Of course, everyone present is an expert in practice, so they can naturally understand a truth - the future is not unchangeable.

Just like now, if those stories are not told, there are ten chances that they will really happen.

And now, people who already know the future, when faced with a future they don't want, will they let that possible future really happen?
Not to mention anything else, at least Tian Buyi said that if Qi Hao's grandson wanted to use his family's Shuiling Cabbage, he had to make preparations for Tian Buyi to eunuch his pig in advance.

"Now it seems that the matter is more serious than we imagined. As the first existence to discover the truth, I, Qingyun, must seize this opportunity.

Now, I have collected the black iron soul-absorbing rod first, and leave it for later processing.

After taking me to collect the dementor, everyone will go back to Tongtian Peak together with me to discuss this matter related to my Qingyun's future!

As for the elders of each branch, considering that the storyteller mentioned that the true identity of the man in black is my disciple hidden in Qingyun.

And those who can use the Divine Sword and Thunder Control Secret Art are at least at the level above the Ninth Layer of Yuqing.

To be on the safe side, don't let the news out before you come up with a charter and seize the opportunity. "

Naturally no one would object to Daoxuan's decision.

After explaining a few words, Daoxuan took a step forward, waved his sleeves, and a Taiji diagram transformed from spiritual energy rolled towards the black iron rod in the pool.

Facing the coercion of Taijitu, the black iron rod seemed to feel the threat, and flew directly from the stone pestle, suspended in the air, emitting evil black energy, trying to erode the Taijitu and escape.

However, after all, he is the head of Qingyun, who is known as the number one sect in the world. As a strong man who has stepped into the Dao realm with half his foot, how can the methods of the head of Daoxuan be so easy to crack?

If used as a weapon in the hands of a master who is also in the same Dao state, Dementor might still be able to threaten Daoxuan.

But at this moment, it was just a psychic black iron rod, how could it possibly have the ability to resist against a master like Daoxuan.

Struggling is doomed to be futile.

In the end, Taijitu wrapped the black iron rod in it without any accident, and was taken by the head of Daoxuan.

After collecting the dementor, Daoxuan greeted, and everyone flew away from the pool here, and rushed back to Tongtian Peak to discuss matters.

What no one noticed was that after the pedestrians left, a small figure walked out of the dense forest by the pool.

The figure walked to the edge of the pool with its head probing, and cautiously stretched out a foot towards the pool.

After a while, after confirming that it was all right, I stretched my other foot in again.

In this way, after confirming the safety of the pool, the little figure jumped up and down by the pool, cheering happily.

(End of this chapter)