Immortal Mansion Royal Beast

The red spider, with its eight legs, was firmly grasping the brain of the foundation-building cultivator. When it was illuminated by Ma Kun's Bagua bronze mirror, it looked uneasy, and then its eight legs suddenly started to move. With such force, he scratched the casual cultivator's face in agony.

"Ah, it hurts so much. What did you do to me?"

The foundation-building casual cultivator yelled and took out his personal magic weapon, apparently wanting to fight his way out of here.

However, facing a dozen foundation-building monks, it would be a joke to let this person run out. As soon as this person took out his magic weapon, he was swarmed up and subdued by everyone.

After the magic power of the foundation-building casual cultivator was banned and the magic weapon was taken away, Fang Qingyuan saw that there was no danger anymore, then he stepped down from the main seat, came to Ma Kun's side, and asked with a solemn expression:

"What on earth is this red spider? A monster? Or a monster?"

During Ma Kun's inspection just now, although the foundation-building cultivator was very cooperative and submissive on the surface, he was very manic in his heart, full of murderous intent, and wanted to kill all the cultivators present.

This kind of emotion is definitely not normal, because being treated like this by the Beast Control Sect, the average monk would feel a little aggrieved at most, having a secret of his own, and a little worried.

But someone who wants to kill everyone right away is no longer a normal person. Even a demon cultivator, although cunning and cunning, has a brain.

Fang Qingyuan originally didn't know the true thoughts of this casual cultivator, but when he stared closely at this casual cultivator and watched Ma Kun examine it with a precious mirror, the voice of this foundation-building casual cultivator suddenly came into Fang Qingyuan's heart.

Fang Qingyuan thought of the newly awakened talent of the Bee Mother in the Immortal Mansion, the 'Voice of All Creatures', and wondered in his mind, could he be able to get some light from this magical power and use it to exert some power?

Thinking back to the time when I injected a ray of soul into the mother bee in order to control her, could it be the effect of this ray of soul?

But now is not the time to explore this magical power. Fang Qingyuan looked at the ferocious red spider and felt ripples in his heart.

What's wrong? It's still so hidden. If I hadn't persisted, I might have been fooled by this spider shadow.

Although Ma Kun worked hard during this inspection, he would not go to the trouble of wasting his essence and blood to check this person.

The essence and blood of monks are rare and precious. It will take at least half a year to recover from the mouthful that Ma Kun just spat out. If Fang Qingyuan hadn't ordered it, he would have been reluctant to part with it.

But now that the red spider shadow has appeared, the problem has been exposed, and the remaining soldiers will just stop it.

Listening to Fang Qingyuan's question, Ma Kun hesitated and said:

"It's not like a monster. Even this spider is not an entity. Please see first. The body of this spider is red. Compared with the real spider-like monster, this spider lacks more detailed features and is more like a virtual magical means. , my subordinates guessed that this spider is not native to this wilderness, but seems to have been raised by someone."

After Ma Kun made a long speech, Fang Qingyuan also nodded when he heard what he said. Ma Kun's words were almost as he guessed. Then Fang Qingyuan looked at everyone again and asked everyone to express their opinions on the red spider shadow in front of them.

"It is undoubtedly a demonic technique. It seems very sinister. This casual cultivator is being controlled without knowing it. Why don't you try the moral weapon that kills demons?"

"What is the purpose of the red spider shadow? Is it just to use this foundation-building monk as a nest? Will it hatch more spider eggs, and then spread out to this casual cultivator camp, infecting thousands of creatures with magic?"

"With such magical powers, the mastermind behind it should be more than just foundation building. Could it be a Golden Core cultivator?"

"The golden elixir is fine, but I'm afraid it's the Nascent Soul. Why do we feel that something is wrong with us?"

Listening to the people talking more and more outrageously, Fang Qingyuan coughed and said:

"Don't be too alarmed. No matter how strong the opponent is, he is still hiding his head and tail. If he was really capable, he would have come out and killed us all. We at the Beast Control Sect have never been afraid of anyone in this world!"

After listening to Fang Qingyuan's grand remarks, everyone looked better, but they had different opinions on how to deal with the ferocious spider shadow in front of them.

Some want to use moral magic weapons to directly purify it, some want to use special spiritual beasts to suck it out and imprison it, and some want to taste the taste of this demon spider.

Only then did Fang Qingyuan realize that his fellow beast masters were really carefree. The monks who wanted to taste it were the monks from the Nanhai Islands. The weather there was hot and they wanted to taste everything.

For a moment, Fang Qingyuan didn't know which method to use, and it was difficult to distinguish this spider shadow. However, he then thought that there were still several foundation-building casual cultivators who had not checked. If a few more were revealed, there might be various kinds of spider shadows. You can try every method.

So Fang Qingyuan asked the two foundation-building monks to keep the casual cultivator under strict supervision, and then ordered Zhan Zhi'er to continue letting her bring people in from outside.

As soon as the person came in, many monks in the room took action and held the person down first. Then, regardless of the person's frightened expression, Ma Kun came to the person with a precious mirror, then spurted out a mouthful of blood and began to check. .

Half a day later, Ma Kun sat slumped aside with a bloodless face, feeling lazy and sleepy.

Seven or eight mouthfuls of essence and blood were spurted out one after another. For Ma Kun, his waist was almost shrinking. Seeing this, Fang Qingyuan quickly asked his servants to cook some blood-enhancing medicinal food and bring it to him.

Among the seven foundation-building casual cultivators, only three had problems. After questioning, Fang Qingyuan learned that these three were all cultivators whose organs had been removed when they fought against the possessed Zhang Laodao.

A kidney, a lung, and most of a liver.

Foundation-building monks have great vitality. Even if they are cut in half, as long as they don't die on the spot, they can still be saved. They just lose some organs and are only mortally injured, so it won't be a problem.

However, Fang Qingyuan looked at these lost organs and wondered, did Mr. Zhang do this intentionally? If he hadn't lost his mind and had demonic energy entering his brain, why would he want to take these organs?

If we follow this logic, there should still be a heart and a beer disappeared.

Thinking of this, Fang Qingyuan asked someone to count the injuries of the Foundation Establishment monks who were killed that day. When the results were reported, Fang Qingyuan's heart sank. Sure enough, there were still two Foundation Establishment monks missing their organs. One was missing a heart and the other was missing. beer.

The situation is a bit complicated. This seems to be a trap. Now that I know it, do I still want to jump into it?

For a moment, Fang Qingyuan was lost in thought, but at this moment, two figures walked into the door, one of whom said to Fang Qingyuan:

"Brother Fang, why are you looking so frowning? Let me introduce you to him. This is Uncle He from Zongshan. Why don't you go up to see him?"

The person who spoke was none other than Shangguan You. He was out patrolling, but he never expected to see Yu He who came alone. Shangguan You had met Yu He in his sect before. Yu He and his master had some friendship.

Yuhe learned that there were many disciples of the Beast Control Sect here, and received a warm invitation from Shangguan You, so he came over to take a look.

Wearing a black and white Taoist robe, he has an ordinary appearance and a calm and indifferent temperament. He looks no more than middle-aged, but his cultivation is in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, which is much more advanced than Lechuan.

Seeing Yuhe's arrival, Fang Qingyuan did not dare to neglect, and quickly got down from the main seat, and joined everyone in the room to pay homage to Yuhe.

After Yuhe bowed, he found a place to sit quietly aside. He didn't care about the matter in front of him, and he didn't take charge of the situation in the style of his uncle. He looked very indifferent.

Fang Qingyuan looked at Shangguan You, who gave him a helpless look in return. Fang Qingyuan understood, so he called on everyone to continue discussing countermeasures.

However, at this moment, Yuhe's face changed slightly, and he heard a crisp chirp, and a small hole opened in the head of the imprisoned cultivator in front of Fang Qingyuan, and then the blurred red spider shadow, like As if it was being held by something, it made a grunt and disappeared.

At this time, before Fang Qingyuan and others could react, they saw a hole opened in the head of the second foundation-building monk. The red spider shadow inside disappeared in mid-air just like before.

Seeing that the two spider shadows had disappeared, Fang Qingyuan only reacted at this moment. Just as he was about to shout out the word 'alert', he saw Yuhe stand up, grasp the void in front of him with one hand, and pull the neck of a transparent crane , hold it firmly.