"Please please~" Ziming lowered his head, his ears were a little fevered, and he walked in front of his head. She actually couldn't say anything about her feelings, but because no one could see her, Xiao Hua's temperament was very different from that of millions of Mengshan souls, and there was no slight flattery, so it suddenly came into her heart. The current lingering and terrifying experience that was not considered a deep impression on her, and it was a bit hazy. This hazy emotion has always been secret and I didn't want Fairy Hongxia to know, but was pointed out by Ji Man again. Now that Fairy Hongxia is alert, she naturally feels embarrassed.

"By the way, Ziming, Xiao still feels strange. I want to ask more questions!" Xiao Hua spoke again inappropriately, and the fairy Hongxia glared at him with some shame and anger.

"Please speak for yourself by Mr. Xiao!" Ziming lowered his head slightly, looked up slightly, and asked in a low voice.

"Xiao is a little confused about Zi Yan's matter! I have always wanted to ask." Xiao Hua didn't care about this and said the doubts in his heart, "Since Zi Yan was taken over by a demon, he did not die before, and his natal spirit card might not be broken. However, when Hanba killed Zi Yan, Miss Ziming even took away the devil's residual soul. So, this natal spirit card would not be broken when the soul has never been destroyed? Why didn't Ji Man know about it? It's not until now?"

"Oh, it turns out that Mr. Xiao's doubts are here." Zi Ming understood and smiled, "That life spirit card is just the magic of your Dao Sect. There is nothing like this in my soul cultivation in Mengshan!"

"Oh? Why not? If this thing is there...you and Ji Man... won't there be so many misunderstandings?" Xiao Hua asked in surprise.

Ziming's face turned pale and he said lightly: "If this thing is there, Midnight's incident would not have happened!"

After thinking for a while, Ziming spoke again: "I guess Mr. Xiao already knows the power of blood, which is also the foundation of my Mengshan Soul Master's soul technique!"

"Well, I know a little!" Xiao Hua nodded. Master Keqin had already told him about this on the day.

"Simply put, the power of blood is to use the power of heaven and earth through the inheritance of essence and blood! The essence and blood must contain the mark of the soul sect!" Ziming said, "Although your Taoist sect's magic does not talk about this, the natal spirit card that can be refined with essence and blood should also belong to this category. A drop of essence and blood is nothing to you Taoist sect's cultivator, but it is extremely important to my soul sect's soul. The soul sect can use countless means to cast art on other soul sects and blood through essence and blood, and even take the life of that soul sect! Therefore, I, Mengshan Soul sect, cannot use myself to do it.

Take out the essence and blood to refine some natal spirit cards for others to hold their own life and death! In fact, to give a simple explanation, since the fall of the Taoist sect cultivator can damage the natal spirit cards, then the damage of the natal spirit cards can definitely also cause the Dao Sect cultivator to fall! Your Dao Sect's natal spirit cards... are the most important means for the cultivation sect to control the disciples of our sect, not what ordinary people think of. The concern for our disciples! Hehe. Let me say something bad. If I attack and kill the three kingdoms of your Dao Sect, I don't have to fight to kill anything. As long as I can control your Jade Hall, I can completely control all your cultivators!!!”

"Silk..." After hearing this, not only Xiao Hua was stunned, but even Fairy Hongxia and others took a breath. Xiao Hua even thought of the golden natal spirit card he kept in the Jade Document Hall.

"The monks of the Dao Sect... are like locusts in the world, desperately devouring the spiritual energy in the world, and taking everything in the world for their own use. And they use any means to plunder, regardless of the needs and care of the world. Now the celestial phenomena in Mengshan are changing. I am afraid that the consequences of your Taoist cultivation of the Three Kingdoms and ignoring the way of heaven and heaven?" Ziming sighed, "It's a pity that you and the monks don't know at all, and they are arrogant and treat themselves as authentic! People in the world are short-sighted, and when they see the great magic of the Taoist sect, they naturally pursue it... Therefore, my soul cultivation declines, and the Confucian cultivation disappears..."

Speaking of this, Ziming saw that Xiao Hua and others looked bad, and smiled again: "This is what Mr. Wu said when he has nothing to do on weekdays. I just listen to it. Now that I repost it, Mr. Xiao does not need to take it seriously!"

"Haha, hehe..." Xiao Hua smiled bitterly, looked at the same thoughtful fairy Hongxia and others, and didn't know how to answer.

Everyone said that, leaving the ancestral temple. At first glance, they saw a tall and burly drought bar standing on the rocks that cost dozens of feet. The drought bar seemed to have received the orders of Mr. Wu and did not make a noise. When they saw Xiao Mao, they roared and flew down from the huge rocks, and the ground where they were stepping on them turned yellow!

Xiao Mao smiled and stretched out his hand. The Hanba also stretched out his big hand. He touched Xiao Mao's hand with his two fingers. Xiao Mao said a few words. The Hanba smiled happily, and then a red light appeared on his body and flew away from the sky again!

"The drought is very powerful, but unfortunately it can't control its own strength now!" Xiao Mao looked regretfully at the place where the drought is standing. Some fine gravel appeared and said, "Otherwise, with it, it can stop a lot of trouble!"

"What's even more regrettable is that you can't take him out..." Xiao Hua said casually, but he stopped halfway through his words. Yes, why can't he bring out millions of Mengshan?

"Yes, Baiwan Mengshan is the home of Hanba, I won't let it leave! Moreover, if it goes to the Three Kingdoms of Cultivation, who knows whether it will attract the attention of the Nascent Soul or the Distracted Senior?" Xiao Mao said with a smile, and then took out the jade slip that he had just held in his hand and immersed his divine thoughts.

Xiao Hua looked up at the terrifying back mountains near the terrifying ones, looked at Fairy Hongxia again, and said, "This...is the earliest Houtu Village, right?"

"Well, it's true!" Ziming waited for a while, and saw that Fairy Hongxia didn't say anything, then he slowly said, "According to the Wudian, the Houtu Village had only a ancestral temple, and the ancestral temple was not so vast! Later, it gradually expanded, and the palaces and others were built around the ancestral temple, and the back mountain was full. This was a big construction in his previous life! I have said before that the buildings in the front mountain were greatly influenced by Confucianism, and it was different from the back mountain!"

"Confucianism, what should it look like?" Xiao Hua narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking of the tortoise shell, the heart of the detachment, and the inscription of the armor!

There were naturally guards waiting outside the ancestral temple. Ziming looked at the guards and gave a few instructions. He whispered to Xiao Hua and others: "The place to rest is near the ancestral temple, and I'm not far away to send it to you!"

"Well, Miss Ziming, please be calm!" Xiao Hua didn't dare to say much, "I'll go back to me to recuperate. I'll wait until the matter of Wu's veteran general Hou Tuzhai is handled. I'll meet again!"

"Okay!" Ziming smiled slightly and was about to turn around.

Fairy Hongxia said again: "Miss Ziming, you have to pay more attention to the important matters of Houtu Palace. After all, you are the next generation of Ji Man now. Your task is very heavy. The people of Houtu Village depend on you!"

Ziming felt sad. He knew what Fairy Hongxia was going to say. He smiled bitterly: "Thank you, sister, I have a sense of my body and mind!"

After saying that, he smiled at everyone, turned around and walked along the wide mountain road to the temple next to the ancestral temple. His figure seemed so lonely in the wind!

"Oh, let's go!" Xiao Hua sighed slightly, "Although it's Ji Man, the Houtu Village is more than ten thousand people, the hardships are better than being a monk!"

"What? Do you want to share the burden?" Fairy Hongxia asked with a smile.

"Don't~Don't~" Xiao Hua waved his hand quickly, "Xiao is just lazy. Let those who have ambition take responsibility for this matter!"

"It's just sharing the burden, why don't you try?" Fairy Hongxia refused to give in, "I'm very earnest!"

Xiao Hua looked up and said seriously: "Xiao is a cultivator, how can he be involved in the affairs of millions of Mengshan Soul Cultivators? Besides, Xiao is a disciple of the Yulei Sect. If you want to share the affairs of my Wanlei Valley, how can you be here?"

"Hehe, Xiao Lang! What kind of talisman is yours? It seems to be a soul technique, right?" Fairy Hongxia smiled, "And didn't your Dharma body be lost? When you find it, let it come to Houtuzhai! It's also yours! Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

"By the way, talk about this!" Xiao Hua seemed to have not heard it, raised his eyebrows and asked strangely, "Hongxia, are you strange? Why didn't you find Cai Zhuoxia's soul? I took her corpse back in person! And, didn't you say it too? It was also buried by you with your own hands. She might not die like this?"

Fairy Hongxia's heart was suddenly grabbed and nodded, "Yes! Could it be... the one who died was not the sister?"

Hearing the successful shift of the topic, Xiao Hua felt relieved and glanced at Li Zongbao and said, "I saw Cai Zhuoxia's death with my own eyes, and the corpse I brought back was also seen by the head of your Cai family. Everyone has determined that it is not her?"

"Then...what happened?" Fairy Hongxia also scratched her head, "Is it because my sister is really not dead? But... but she was completely breathless at that time and was seriously injured! Until she was buried, I tried again and again and again, and did not find any abnormality! If there was such a hint of warmth, I would not be able to..."

"Senior Brother Li, what do you think?" Xiao Hua turned to look at Li Zongbao and asked.

"Go back to Luyang, I want to see it with my own eyes!" Li Zongbao raised his head, his eyes were red, and he said word by word, "I dare not admit it before, nor dare to face it! But now Zhuo Xia is still alive to wake up a certain family. Since a certain family has her in her heart, it should admit it in front of everyone in the world! In this way... even if she dies, she can rest in peace! Perhaps... she is waiting for a certain family to see her!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!