Ultimate Immortal Killing System

Chapter 362 [Qinkunzong]

The hazy mist rushed towards the face, and Bu Pingfan was lying on the body of the giant bird with silver-white feathers and shuttled back and forth.

rustle!

With the sound of wind, the three of them quickly left the foggy area, and could see a ray of dawn bursting out in the sky.

It was very dazzling at first, but gradually they became accustomed to this light, and finally they opened their eyes together.

At this time, Bu Pingfan was also pretending to be dumbfounded. After opening his eyes, he casually looked at the man dressed as a scholar for a few times, and finally focused on the man with the pockmarked face.

"It's this guy who is very impatient with Lao Tzu and has a lot of criminal evidence? When the time comes, I will let you know what will happen to you if you behave badly and commit heinous crimes."

Bu Fanfan glanced at the man with a pockmarked face, and muttered to himself that no one knew what he was thinking. He cleared his throat slightly, and then said:
"Who are you? Why are you here?" He has always pretended to be very similar. If he were filming at this moment, he could certainly win the Oscar for pretending. Whether it is the scene or the expression, he is a superb hard-core pretender. .

A ray of light fell directly on Bu Pingfan's body, making him very sacred, looking like a god descending from the earth, paying attention to the afterglow of the light.

The scholar man and the pock-marked man were speechless for a while, scolding Bu Pingfan in their hearts for not waking up early or late, and only woke up after walking out of the foggy area.

"I wonder why fellow Taoists mistakenly entered our [Qinkun Sect]'s [Xianni Wuxia Formation]? No matter how cultivated this magic formation is, as long as there is no guidance map of this magic formation and special secret methods, it is difficult to be here shuttle.”

The man dressed as a scholar spoke abruptly. He was obviously more delicate and approachable.

"cut!"

The man with the pockmarked face turned away frivolously, looking disdainful of talking to Bu Pingfan. His personality was relatively straightforward and he couldn't hide anything. Therefore, his personality made him many enemies.

"Fellow Taoist, don't be offended. This senior brother of mine has some resentment and nowhere to vent it. Now he has vomited it out. I hope you will forgive me, fellow Taoist."

The man dressed as a scholar quickly handed over to smooth things over. He didn't want Bu Pingfan to say something he shouldn't have said next to those law enforcement elders.

After he finished speaking, he glanced sideways at the pockmarked man and winked, as if he was implying something?
Bu Pingfan had already seen this scene, but secretly remembered this man in his heart, and he would definitely not let him go when the opportunity arises.

"It's okay! Have you gone to that [Xianni Mist Formation] now? It feels hazy and white, and I can't see anything clearly. I struggled on it for a long time, and finally I felt like I was suffocating. Fortunately, I met you. , otherwise you will really die from this.”

Bu Pingfan waved his hand and joked, saying that it was okay, but in fact, he had already cursed the pockmarked man hundreds of times in his heart.

Suddenly, their bodies were completely exposed in the warm light. Bu Fanfan, who had been tired for a day, finally took out a breath and stretched lazily.

After Bu Pingfan finished speaking, the man dressed as a scholar just laughed with him and didn't continue the conversation, because he saw the pockmarked man's unfriendly expression, and felt that no matter what he said, he couldn't change the atmosphere, so he simply smiled at each other.

"Is this the [Qinkun Sect] that these two [Abalone Shovels] are talking about? It looks pretty good! The aura is compelling, and the density is many times stronger than that of the Nangong Family and the Duanxing Sect?"

Bu Pingfan suddenly stood up and looked down at the field below. There were not only lush bushes, but also winding spiritual rivers, and it was full of life. As long as he stayed here for a while, he would feel comfortable all over. Physical and mental health.

He sighed for a moment, feeling that this should be the best sect in the spiritual world. Whether it was the area covered or the rich purple bubbles emerging from the ground, they were all top-notch.

"Beyond the twelve spirit mountains in the spirit world, if it is not considered the biggest power in the spirit world, then there is no power that is the greatest. But the aura here is far less than the ancient pagoda in my hand. An ancient pagoda is a piece of sky. , I don’t know how many such ancient pagodas there are, and how many treasures that have fallen from the ancient pagodas.”

He thought about the clan treasure he got from the Nangong family - [Nangong Three Thousand Thunder Demons] and the [Thunder Fury]. In fact, they were both from the same treasure, the silver hammer, which fell to the human world together with the Zhuxian Tower. , and finally landed on Dongyi Shengzhou in the north.

This silver hammer with thunder fell in the spiritual world, and it happened to land on the Nangong family, on the peak of Lingchunge.

Afterwards, it was used by the melancholy master Nangong, the patriarch of the Nangong family, to refine a Thunderfury, and the remaining half of the hammer became the family treasure of the Nangong family, used to inspire people.

When he thought of this, he suddenly heard a man dressed as a scholar asking, saying:
"I don't know which faction fellow daoist is from, why did you come to Donglingmen?"

This man dressed as a scholar has always been very friendly to Bu Pingfan, and has repeatedly criticized the pockmarked man. He has a natural respect for Bu Pingfan.

"He feels so fuzzy, as if he is separated by a thin layer of gauze, unable to see through or touch. It also gives me an inexplicable palpitation. He must have killed many monks, otherwise he would have been soaked all the time. The executioner in the smell of blood..."

The man dressed as a scholar is still smiling and very gentle.

Bu Pingfan withdrew his gaze from the Qinkun Sect's domain, then slowly sat down and gently stroked the giant bird with silver-white feathers with his hand.

"Actually, I don't want to hide anything from you. I don't know my name or where I come from. I only know that I have an enemy called Shui Shuizhu. When he was in the human world, he made me unable to go to heaven or earth. Wumen, my whole life has been spent chasing and being chased. How long has it been? I have forgotten how long it has been?..."

Bu Pingfan started acting again, and his lines poured out like a tidal wave.

He can't even pretend to have amnesia, he dare not admit that he is Bu Fanfan, and he doesn't have any other code and name that can be used?

So he can only pretend, so that he will not reveal his secrets, and he is not afraid of being questioned and unable to answer.

"Have you lost your memory? Immortal cultivators won't have amnesia after a while? Could it be that your memory has been blocked? Or has your memory been forcibly erased?"

The man dressed as a scholar continued to ask, but Bu Pingfan was like a bewildered man, shaking his head like a rattle, and kept saying he didn't know.

Such a simple and clear answer immediately caused them to fall into deep thought. Although they were patrollers of the Qinkun Sect, they actually didn't know much about the disciples of the sect.

"Okay! If that's the case, let's take you back to the Law Enforcement Hall and hand it over to the Law Enforcement Elder to have a look at your situation!"

The man dressed as a scholar said.

(End of this chapter)