who is mentally retarded

"How young do you think you are?! Is Xiao Ben 40 years old amazing?" Mo Dao, who was free to shoot, rushed over with his fists.

"Shishi, I'm only 50 years older than you..." Ying Feng also walked over, resisting weakly.

Wen Shi dodged Mo Dao's fist familiarly, and raised an eyebrow at Ying Feng: "The age difference between four and fifty years old, isn't it just grandpa?"

"Your sister Qinghe is hundreds of years older than you." Mo Dao looked contemptuous.

"But sister Qinghe has ascended." Wen Shishi gave a heavy blow to the two grandfathers who had practiced for more than 700 years and had not ascended.

Ying Feng decided to change the subject: "Poetry, did Feng Xuan bring you here?"

"Feng Xuan?!" Wen Shishi unexpectedly revealed a shocked expression, "Where is Feng Xuan?!"

"Senior," Feng Xuan, who had been ignored for a long time, said, "It's me."

Wen Shi cast her eyes on Feng Xuan, and that weird gaze made Feng Xuan feel like she was going to be ripped open and put on the grill.

Looking at Feng Xuan with this creepy gaze for a long time, Wen Shi nodded, then patted Feng Xuan on the shoulder, and said to him: "Young man, I will leave it to you to seal the Hundred Ghosts Crying Soul Yuan. "

The three present felt that they might have heard it wrong, or that Wen Shishi was joking, but looking at each other's sincere eyes, it didn't seem like a joke at all.

"Poetry," Ying Feng questioned first, "Now is not the time to train the younger generation."

"I know," Wen Shi replied, "it's just that the seal of Baiguikuhunyuan can only be filled by him now."

"Can't you?" Mo Dao frowned.

"I can't," Wen Shi shook his head, "Hundred Ghosts Crying Soul Yuan, it wasn't called this name after the ghost cultivator was in troubled times. There are not only tens of thousands of ghost cultivators suppressed here, but also other things. We need to strengthen it." It's not just the seal that suppresses ghost cultivators, but also the seal that suppresses that thing."

"What is that thing?" Wen Shi's serious tone made Mo Dao's expression solemn.

"I don't know either," Wen Shi paused, "It's just that I saw a book with relevant records in sister Qinghe's study back then, and I understand that once this thing was born, even the immortals in the nine heavens would be helpless, and the only one who sealed it The one who is here is the Lord of the Three Thousand Worlds, the Supreme Being of the God Realm, or you can call it—the Dao of Heaven.”

"There is such a dangerous thing in this small world?" Ying Feng was full of surprise, "Since this is the case, it is even more impossible for Feng Xuan to seal it."

"No," Wen Shi raised the corners of her lips, "sometimes it's not just strength that determines everything, but also luck."

"Luck?" Mo Dao snorted, "Who has better luck than you? A human being adopted by the Mingmie Tianhu family, the owner of the ancient artifact Fuxiqin, and No. 150 in the world who ascended at the age of 1. "

"That's true, but," Wen Shishi glanced into the distance, where the South China Sea Demon Island is located, "I used my qi on the Kraken Rebellion, but this time it may not be effective, after all, this time is not my story."

"In short, you can't understand so many explanations, just ask, do you believe me?"

After Wen Shishi asked this sentence, the two fell silent, and when they were about to answer, they saw Wen Shishi running to Feng Xuan's side, putting their arms around each other's shoulders, and the two brothers said, "The protagonist, I leave it to you, you There must be a way."

"You're not going to consider our ideas at all!" Mo Dao thought, as expected, Wen Shishi was still as annoying as ever.

"The senior trusts me so much, the junior is really scared." Feng Xuan's attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, which made Wen Shi's impression of him a lot, "The junior will do his best."

"Hearing what you said, is there a way?" Wen Shi was a little curious.

"Yes," Feng Xuan nodded, "This junior once had an adventure and learned a sword technique called 'Zhu Tian', which can be used as a seal, and the senior who taught me the sword technique also said that this sword technique will sooner or later It will come in handy, presumably the 'sooner or later' will be this time."

"Zhu Tian..." Wen Shi lowered her eyes as if thinking, "Then go, you will succeed."

"Borrowing the auspicious words of the immortal." Feng Xuan nodded slightly, then summoned Lan Feng, and walked towards the Hundred Ghosts Crying Soul Abyss.

"Poetry," Ying Feng, who had been in touch with Wen Shishi for a long time, had already noticed what the other party was hiding, "There is another way of sealing, right?"

"Yes," Wen Shi admitted generously, "And to be honest, I think that method is more reliable than relying on luck, but..."

"but what?"

"...I will definitely not let A Qu or Yun Jin go," Wen Shi narrowed his eyes, "because another method of sealing is to use one's own soul to inspire the ancient artifact Fuxiqin, so as to design The seal under the seal, and this soul can only be A Qu and Yun Jin."

"why?"

Wen Shi didn't answer, but silently looked at Feng Xuan's back in the distance.

Seeing this, Ying Feng didn't ask any more questions.

As for Feng Xuan, he is actually not as confident as he appears on the surface. Whether "Zhu Tian" can seal Hundred Ghosts Crying Soul Yuan is not clear to Feng Xuan, but he has to do it.

Feng Xuan can vaguely detect that Wen Shih knows another method of sealing, but this method may be related to Qing Shuqu, because of the words that Wen Shih blurted out when he heard about the seal of Hundred Ghosts Crying Soul Yuan at that time.

The words "Hun Fei Po San" are still ringing in Feng Xuan's ears, making him dare not take any risks.

Thinking in this way, Feng Xuan held Lan Feng in front of him, concentrated his mind, and guided the trace of the sword intent that he had comprehended, the invisible sword energy lingered around Lan Feng's sword, making the surrounding space fall into dead silence.

The breath of a piece of land suddenly disappeared out of thin air, which immediately attracted the attention of Wen Shi and the others. The three of them looked at Feng Xuan with surprise in their eyes.

Wen Shi was better than the two people around him. After being surprised, he "cut" in a low voice, and murmured silently: "The setting of the Chosen One is really enough to cheat."

A sword fell without a sound.

But Baiguikuhunyuan, which was like boiling water, instantly calmed down, as if what he had seen before was an illusion.

"Success?"

I don't know who asked it first.

Wen Shi's eyes stayed on the young man standing on the edge of the abyss with neither sad nor happy expression, and after a long time, he said slowly: "It should be successful, but it's better to ask yourself."

Ying Feng Mo Dao agreed, and at this moment, Feng Xuan put away his sword and retreated to the three of them: "Wen Xianzun, Master, Senior Mo Dao, Hundred Ghosts Crying Soul Yuan has been sealed again."

"Well," Wen Shih nodded slightly, and then said to his two friends, "Since the matter of the seal has been dealt with, I don't need to stay here any longer. After the situation has been rectified, go to Shang Que to find me. The people Yun Jin summoned are not useless, just let them take this opportunity to look for the little bugs hidden by the various sects. Do me a favor."

There is a lot of information in Wen Shi's passage, but before Ying Feng and the others had time to inquire in detail, the other party's figure had disappeared.

Ying Feng and Mo Dao looked at each other, and at the same time saw helplessness in each other's eyes, they both sighed in unison, left Baiguikuhunyuan, and prepared to go back to their own sect to complete the task Wenshi assigned to them.

Before Ying Feng left, he did not forget to bring Feng Xuan along with him. To be honest, he was very, very skeptical that Wen Shi, who was overweight in protecting the calf, knew that Feng Xuan was a disciple of Qing Shuqu, so he was sure that the other party could seal the ghosts and crying souls. Yuan Yuan, after all, was the nymphomaniac back then, but he has always believed that his family's "Sister Qinghe" is omnipotent, and it's okay to fight against the sky and the earth.

He was clearly thinking about something, but Ying Feng didn't show it at all, he still looked like an outsider at a glance, so Feng Xuan hesitated for a long time before asking: "Master, Wen Xianzun He should have ascended to the Immortal Realm, why would he go down to the Realm now? It must not be because of Hundred Ghosts Crying Soul Abyss."

"Well, no," Ying Feng replied succinctly, "Shi Shi's trip to the lower world is for the immortal gate, and you should have heard about it."

Combining the information revealed between the lines of the previous three people, Feng Xuan already had some clues. He bit his lip and continued to ask: "Actually, this junior met Venerable Wen Xianzun before and told him that the seal of Baigui Kuhunyuan would be broken. At that time, I heard that Wen Xianzun mentioned Shizun unintentionally, saying that if Shizun strengthened the seal, he would not be able to wait for him to save him, I wonder if Shizun knows what this means?"

"This..." Ying Feng hesitated for a moment, "When the war is over, you can go directly to Shi Shi."

So he didn't want to say much, and when he saw this, he shut his mouth wisely.

----

The age of the cultivation world was 670 years, and some sects in the 33 realms of the Demon Sect secretly instigated a rebellion due to ghost cultivators, and the nineteen states of the righteous way intervened, and the situation was chaotic for a while.

In the same year, the seal of Hundred Ghosts Crying Soul Yuan was loosened, and Wen Xianzun descended to strengthen the seal.

The patriarchs of Shangque and Shuoyue came out to rectify the two ways of righteousness and evil, and cleaned up hidden ghost cultivators in each sect.

One month later, Venerable Wen Xianzun came forward and said that the method of reopening the immortal gate was a fiction, and it was all a ghost cultivator's conspiracy.

Bodhi, the holy monk of the cicada in the eight directions of the sky, and Luo Yiguan, who came out of the seclusion, confirmed that what Wen Shi said was correct. Now that the ghost cultivator is gone, the fairy gate is reopened.

So far, the realm of comprehension has successfully survived the calamity of the end of the Dharma.

----

Shangque Xianzong, Ququanfeng.

Although there are a few more people in Zhuyao Xiaozhu now, it doesn't seem noisy.

Wen Shi came out of the temporarily tidy up residence, just in time to meet Tianye who had the cheek to stay in Shangque Xianzong, Tianye called "Father" indifferently, then turned and went out.

Wen Shi, who hadn't had time to put on a fatherly smile in the future, followed Tian Ye heartbrokenly, their destination was the same.

Passing through the corridor, they came to the main courtyard where Qing Shuqu's bedroom was located. The two of them saw Feng Xuan who was practicing sword in the small courtyard without any surprise. Ye turned her head and looked at Wen Shi.

"He didn't leave last night either. 』

"Well, absolutely not. 』

There was no way that Feng Xuan could not fail to notice the two big living people standing there, so he withdrew his sword and bowed to the two: "Wen Xianzun, Tianye Demon Lord."

The two nodded, and then they didn't know what to say.

"You stood here all night again?" Wen Shi coughed twice and broke the silence.

Feng Xuan smiled, but did not speak.

Three months ago, Feng Xuan approached Wen Shishi to ask about what happened in the sky. Wen Shishi thought about it, told Feng Xuan not to tell others, and then talked about it. At that time, Feng Xuan just nodded and then disappeared for five days. Tian went back without incident, and then began to act as a gatekeeper.

Qing Shuqu fell asleep in the room, and Du Shilian had already integrated into his body. After the fusion was completed, he could wake up, and Feng Xuan could come back again according to the time.

Wen Shih and Tian Ye both talked about this with Feng Xuan, and Feng Xuan nodded with a smile at that time, saying that he knew about it, and then continued to guard outside the door.

So neither of them knew what to do.

Wen Shi poked Tian Ye calmly, and said via voice transmission: "Yun Jin, please persuade him. 』

"Didn't I persuade you three months ago, does it work? 』

"Uh……"

"He likes to guard, so let him guard." 』

"... To be honest, I have always had a question. 』

"What question? 』

"Yun Jin, you said that Feng Xuan has nothing to do with A Qu, at most he is a teacher from the same school. Why did he stay here for so long? 』

"ah?Father, don't you...you don't know...』

"what do you know?And to call me Daddy. 』

"Feng Xuan and A Qu are..."

bump--

The very ungentle way of opening the door made the two wooden doors make a loud noise, and at the same time interrupted Tianye's sound transmission to Wenshi.

For three months, Feng Xuan has been guarding the door and never stepped into the room. There is only one possibility for him to rush in at this moment——

Qing Shuqu woke up.

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【Small Theater·Interview】

Mo Dao: Sure enough, Wen Shishi is still as annoying as ever!

47: Even so, you still like him. Not only do you like him, you also miss him for more than 500 years

Mo Dao: But he only has that stinky fox and that dead shemale in his heart, bah!

Tianye: ... Who is this tsundere and resentful husband?My master?Maybe the way I opened my eyes was wrong.

47: Don't run away, that's your master