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But saying this is a bit disrespectful to Zhong Li. After all, although she is unlucky, pitiful, and has no opinion, her IQ is obviously higher than Caiwei's.

Gathering his thoughts, he pretended to be curious and asked: "Senior Gongyang, who is the ancestor of the warlocks of your line?"

Gong Yang looked at him fixedly, shook his head and said, "I don't know."

This is a lie, the facial features are too obvious Xu Qi'an pretended to be dazed, and asked doubtfully, "Isn't it the first supervisor?"

Gongyangsu looked normal, and said: "The origin of warlocks is the first generation of supervisors. As for who the ancestor of my lineage is, I don't know."

"It should be a certain faction that left the Sitianjian 500 years ago." Xu Qi'an said in a calm tone.

Gongyangsu's face changed wildly.

He opened his mouth, and his Adam's apple rolled: "Mr. Xu, take a step to speak."

My hard drive is gone, how can I borrow one?Xu Qi'an complained in his heart, got up with a smile, and walked down the trickle.

Gongyangsu followed silently.

Stepping on cobblestones, Xu Qi'an stopped after walking a hundred meters away, because this distance can ensure that their conversation will not be "eavesdropped" by Daoist Jin Lian and others.

Friends are friends, I can't reveal the secrets of the warlock system to you unless you give me money.

The footsteps following behind stopped, and Gong Yangsu stared at Xu Qi'an, with a serious face, and asked tentatively: "Young Master Xu, what else do you know?"

"I also know that Emperor Wuzong was able to successfully usurp the throne because he formed an alliance with Buddhism, and Buddhism helped him kill the first supervisor." Xu Qi'an turned around and looked at him with burning eyes.

"You even know this, who are you? You have a prophet by your side, and you can escape from the evil corpses in the ancient tomb."

"You don't need to know who I am, I just want to ask you, what role did the current supervisor play in those years?" Xu Qi'an cut to the chase and asked the doubts that had troubled him for a long time.

"Heh, isn't this an obvious thing. If there is no high-level warlock who cooperates internally and externally, it would not be so simple for Buddhism to kill a first-rank warlock." Gongyang Su sneered.

There was disdain and contempt in his eyes and expression, Xu Qi'an knew that it was not aimed at Buddhism, but the contemporary supervisor.

I guessed right, the supervisor was indeed a second-five boy back then, and that's why he got his current status. Xu Qi'an sighed, feeling very uncomfortable.

He has no moral obsession, but he is instinctively disgusted by this kind of teacher-killing behavior and cannot accept it.

"So, the warlocks who are living in the rivers and lakes are all split after the death of the first supervisor?" Xu Qi'an asked calmly without showing any flaws in his expression.

"There were six divisions of sorcerers who split from Sitianjian back then, and they were the six disciples of the first Jianzheng. The patriarch of my lineage is the fourth disciple of the first Jianzheng, and is a fourth-rank formation master."

Xu Qi'an hurriedly asked: "Do you still have contact with the other five warlock schools? How are they now?"

Gongyang Su shook his head: "They all go to the end of the world, how can there be any contact, besides, why should they contact each other to form a secret organization to fight against Si Tianjian?"

He smiled wryly: "The warlock system needs to be attached to the dynasty, and the higher the level, the more so. This is why our six warlocks will decline."

This is not right, the one I met in Yunzhou is definitely a high-grade warlock, he does not belong to Si Tianjian, and the six factions cannot be promoted to high-grade. There is a problem with the logic.

Xu Qi'an said in a deep voice: "I once met a high-quality sorcerer in Yunzhou, at least he was a master of celestial secrets. He is not a member of the Si Tianjian."

Gong Yangsu was taken aback, his brows were furrowed tightly: "This shouldn't be."

Xu Qi'an pondered: "Is it possible that he has taken refuge in a certain force, just like Si Tianjian attached to Dafeng."

Gongyang Su thought about it: "In this way, both Buddhism and Witchcraft are possible. As for the barbarians in the southern border and the barbarians in the north, heh, you may not know that they cannot gather luck."

No, I know, Dean Zhao Shou told me

Only Buddhism and the Sorcerer Sect helped me thwart the Sorcerer Sect's conspiracy. He must be malicious to me, because I suspect that the magicians behind the tax and silver case are these people. Of course, this guess needs to be verified, but no matter who he is Whether he treats me kindly or maliciously, he is not the same as the Witch God Sect.

So, only Buddhism is left? !

I knew that the bald donkeys in the West are not good things. They are rigorous and rigorous. I still assume that there is no evidence, but it does not prevent me from dissing bald donkeys.Xu Qi'an took a deep breath, clearly and deeply aware of the turbulent undercurrent among the major forces in Kyushu.

"The last question I want to ask Senior Gongyang." Xu Qi'an said.

"You have saved my life. As long as this old man knows, he can tell you everything he knows." Gong Yangsu nodded.

"Do you know that the supervisor has blocked all information about the first generation supervisor."

Gongyangsu let out a "huh": "As expected, emperors have known to revise history books since ancient times."

Xu Qi'an's tone was confused: "But the problem is, there are not a few people who know the existence of the first prison, such as you and me."

Gongyang Su pondered for a while, looked at the turbulent trickle, and said carefully: "Mr. Xu thinks, what is shielding the secret?"

"Erasure everything related to a certain person, or block the specialness of a certain person?"

Xu Qi'an gave an answer based on his own understanding of "404".

Gongyangsu withdrew his gaze and looked at Xu Qi'an: "Then, what does it mean to erase everything related?"

Before Xu Qi'an could reply, he lowered his head, drew a line on the ground with his toes, pointed to the mark and said:

"Erasing this mark is very simple. No one can know that I have drawn a road here. But what if this road expands countless times and becomes a ravine, or even a canyon?

"Furthermore, what if this canyon runs across the capital?"

Xu Qi'an suddenly said: "I understand, the first generation prison is this canyon, even if it is shielded from the sky, but because it has too much influence and is too eye-catching, the traces left behind cannot be completely erased."

Gongyangsu nodded, and continued:

"In addition, if Mr. Xu's closest people, such as his parents, are erased from existence, then Mr. Xu will feel that he jumped out of a rock? Will other people think Mr. Xu jumped out of a rock?

"Spells that shield heaven's secrets must also follow the rules of heaven and earth. If it is the closest person, they will leave a vague concept in their minds, but they can't remember the corresponding details."

So, no wonder Wei Yuan said that he always forgot that there was such a person as the first supervisor, and only when he recalled the information of Si Tianjian, would he remember that there was a first supervisor from the split of history!

Xu Qi'an seemed to have something to say: "You know a lot."

Gongyang Su smiled with a clear conscience: "It's not that I know a lot, it's that my lineage only knows this. Now that I'm talking about this, let me tell you some secrets about the warlock system.

"The first and second grades of warlocks are very mysterious. Even my patriarch doesn't know the names of these two grades and the corresponding methods."

Xu Qi'an nodded slowly: "Thank you for reminding me."

At the end of the conversation, Xu Qi'an slowly approached Zhong Li by the stream, she was cleaning her wound, and using a piece of brown ointment to keep bloated and congested legs in the tea room.

Until the swelling in her legs faded slightly, she took out two prepared wooden sticks and tore off a strip of cloth, intending to set her own bones.

Xu Qi'an suddenly roared behind her.

Zhong Li trembled in fright, let go of a wooden stick, and floated away along the stream.

Xu Qi'an put his waist down and looked at it triumphantly.