Feng Shu was asking, but after hearing what Chan Simiao said, he waved his hand and said, "That's not necessary, but if you really make this person an idiot... Fellow Taoist Chan, don't blame me!"

"Where is, the soul searching method may fail. Even if the leader of the alliance comes in person, he may not be able to guarantee 100%. Fellow Daoist Feng should ask!" Chan Simiao replied with a smile.

Feng Shu nodded and glanced at the man on the ground. Dozens of complex and abnormal magic tricks were shot out with his right hand, all of which were penetrated into the man's head. Then, his right hand suddenly stretched out, and his index finger drove the vital energy of heaven and earth around him. Circles of four-colored brilliance were born like colorful butterflies. With Feng Shu's finger, he pointed at the man's eyebrows...

However, in an instant, Feng Shu's relaxed expression became severe, and slowly turned into a kind of mockery. He snorted from his nose, took out his index finger, turned to look at Chan Simiao, and shook his head and said, "I... I'm ugly, this person... has indeed become an idiot! There is nothing in his memory, I'm afraid I wasn't it just now..."

Chan Simiao seemed not surprised, but the disciple next to him exclaimed, and was then swept away by Feng Shu's sharp eyes and immediately lowered his head!

"Oh, Feng Shu, he... his eyelids moved!" The moment the disciple lowered his head, he actually saw the man's slightly moving eyelids!

This time, Feng Shu didn't dare to move around and just stood beside him and watched quietly.

Sure enough, after a cup of tea, the man finally opened his eyes, first looked around, sat up, looked at the three people beside him, and asked, "Who are you...you...who are you? Where is this...?"

Feng Shu smiled at the corner of his mouth and said, "This is the Demon Valley. Don't you know who we are?"

"Demon Valley?" The man muttered, looked at Feng Shu again, shook his head and said, "Who are you, how do I know?"

"Then...who are you?" Chan Simiao said with a smile.

"Yes, I... who am I?" The man was stunned and said this inexplicably, then seemed to say to himself again: "Who can I be? I want to know who I am, and how can I not tell you?"

This person is naturally Zhang Xiaohua who floated out of the cracks in the void. However, his memory was closed by a bracelet in the void, and now it has been searched by Feng Shu using the method of searching the soul. How can he have any memory?

"Forget it, since you don't know the name, you don't have to think about it anymore." Feng Shu knew in his heart that there might be something wrong with his soul searching technique, so he waved his hand, "I asked you, which disciple are you? How could you reach the Demon Valley?"

"What sect? That's...what sect am I?" Zhang Xiaohua frowned and said again.

"Oh~" Feng Shu sighed, looking at Chan Simiao, his eyes full of helplessness, as if he was feeling guilty for the failure of his soul search technique!

Then, Feng Shu asked again: "Then... little guy, where did you come from? Or...what are you here for?"

"This..." Zhang Xiaohua reached out and scratched her head hard, and smiled bitterly: "This... I don't remember it anymore. It seems... I should know, but... I just don't know!"

Chan Simiao nodded slightly, turned to look at Feng Shu, with a gloating look in his eyes!

Feng Shu saw Chan Simiao's gaze, and could only smash the dry mouth. He looked at Zhang Xiaohua with a confused look on his face, and waved his hand and said, "I don't even know where I came from... You... are so... idiot! Forget it, you go down first..."

Then he said to the disciple next to him: "Please take him down to rest and wait for instructions from the alliance!"

"Yes, I know!" The disciple bowed and took Zhang Xiaohua down quickly.

As soon as the two of them walked away, Feng Shu had a smile on his face and turned to Chan Simiao and said, "Fellow Daoist Chan... cough cough, you're laughing..."

"Where are people who make mistakes and horses and horses who make hoofs. This soul search technique has always been like this. Convenience is convenient, but it is very harmful. I believe that Fellow Daoist Feng is also thinking about my Immortal Alliance and is eager to know where this son comes from, so he came up with this worst!" Chan Simiao replied with a smile.

"Haha, what fellow Taoist Chan said is very consistent with my heart..." Feng Shu sighed: "The sudden appearance of such a low-cultural person in the Demon Valley is indeed surprising. I am afraid that he is a monster in the Demon World, so..."

Feng Shu said, feeling a little reluctant but stopped.

"If this is the case, Fellow Daoist Feng can rest assured that the people in the Demon Realm have been fighting with our human realm for so long. The meridians and bodies of the people in the Demon Realm are completely different from those in our human realm. And this person is obviously a person in the Human Realm. Besides, there is also the true qi in his meridians from the Qi Refining Stage, so how can this be imitated by the Demon Realm?"

Hearing Chen Simiao talk about the true energy in Zhang Xiaohua's meridians, Feng Shu's right eye hopped slightly, then he laughed and said, "That's good... I'm afraid it's a new method in the Demon World, so I'm anxious..."

"This... I know too, Fellow Daoist Feng doesn't need to care. If the leader of the alliance asks, I will take responsibility!" Chan Simiao looked righteous.

"Then... I will thank you for your fellow Taoist Chan!" Feng Shu bowed and said.

"It's okay, it's okay. If I hadn't had good cultivation, I would have taken action!" Chan Simiao said with a polite attitude.

But Feng Shu did not look relaxed because of Chan Simiao's sharing of the burden. Instead, he looked outside and hesitated: "Just..."

"Just what? Isn't Fellow Daoist Feng worried about me? Besides, it's just a little qi-refining kid..." Chan Simiao was displeased.

"Where, where!" Feng Shu waved his hand quickly, thought for a while, and gritted his teeth and whispered: "Fellow Daoist Chan, it's not that I don't believe you, it's... I don't believe... others!"

"Other person?" Chan Simiao said strangely: "Who is this other person?"

Feng Shu sighed, waved his hand, and a restriction was generated. Then, he walked to the chair and sat down. He picked up a transparent red fruit on the jade table, threw it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and smiled and said, "Chan Simiao, you and I have a deep friendship, why bother pretending to be confused when you understand?"

Chan Simiao seemed even more puzzled. He walked to the side of the desk, sat down, picked up the red fruit, ate a few, then looked up at Feng Shu, and smiled, "I... I don't know what you said? It's just using the soul search technique to use a boy in the Qi refining stage to make him an idiot. Even if he lost all his memory, he didn't hurt his surname. Well, even if he hurt his surname, who would say anything?"

"This time, another time! If it were normal, no one would say anything, but now? It's really possible!" Feng Shugao said inexplicably.
Chapter completed!