“You want me to kill a god?”

Qin Liuxi and Feng Bo looked at each other with a bit of shock in their eyes: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Uncle Feng showed a wry smile and said: "I know, I'm just afraid that I can't suppress it. Now you can see that if you peel off this bone, this green lake will turn over. What if one day... I don't want to be him."

“That’s not the case.” Qin Liuxi said, “You have to remember that you are the Water God Feng Bo. As long as you stick to the Taoist heart, you will be on the right path.”

 “What if it doesn’t work?”

Qin Liuxi's eyes were bright and he said: "If you really become him one day, I will kill the god."

Uncle Feng's eyes were very dark, as if he was touched, and he said, "Okay."

Qin Liuxi added: "The loss of the power of faith may be because of this Buddha bone. I said before that he wants to find this bone more than we do, and his soul can more easily sense its whereabouts."

 “You mean, he already knows that I have a piece of it?”

Qin Liuxi said in a deep voice: "Maybe."

Uncle Feng frowned and asked, "If you knew, why didn't you come and get it? Didn't you say he wanted it?"

“Perhaps he is trying to use this Buddha bone to absorb the power of faith and solidify his soul.”

Uncle Feng took a breath and said coldly: "In this case, you want to destroy me more than watching him continue to regain strength through me. When the day comes that he fully recovers, we can be like those predecessors thousands of years ago. Same, take him down and imprison him deep in the Nine Netherworld again?"

Qin Liuxi looked at the night sky and said, "It depends on whether God has mercy and gives us this glimmer of hope."

"Um?"

“The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, there will always be a glimmer of hope left.”

 “What if I don’t keep it? Or what if I can’t catch it?”

Qin Liuxi looked at him and said, "Then...cook it in one pot!"

Feng Bo was stunned: “…”

This is not funny!

Qin Liuxi also smiled and said: "Stop talking about killing gods. I haven't reached that point yet. I'm really panicking. Should I give you a restraining power on the Buddha bones of your divine soul?"

 “Can this still happen?”

 “Yes, as long as you don’t try to resist.”

Uncle Feng sat down cross-legged and said, "Absolutely not."

Qin Liuxi asked with a half-smile, "Aren't you afraid that my restriction will suppress you?"

"If I were afraid, I wouldn't let you kill the gods." Uncle Feng looked at Green Lake and said, "I'm just afraid of success and failure."

Qin Liuxi sat opposite him, her hands forming complicated Taoist seals, her fingers almost turning into an afterimage. As her face turned pale, a forbidden seal fell on his legs, and the corners of her mouth also secreted. A streak of blood came out.

Uncle Feng was a little surprised and asked, "Are you okay?" He touched his legs again and tried to adjust his breath, and found that his usual desire to stir up the bones had disappeared.

 She really put a ban on it.

Qin Liuxi wiped the blood from his mouth and shook his head: "It's okay."

Uncle Feng looked at her pale face and frowned, "You don't look like you're fine."

"Only if this restriction is broken will I be in trouble." Qin Liuxi laughed: "So, you have to be more careful and don't let it break through and backfire on me. Also, if we agree to fight monsters together in the future, we can't Escape at the last minute."

Uncle Feng twitched the corners of his mouth, looked at his legs and said, "You are much smarter and more powerful than I thought." "My restriction can only help you suppress the backlash of the Buddha's bones. Can you regain the power of faith?" You have to rely on yourself, Uncle Feng." Qin Liuxi touched the soul-nurturing bottle and asked, "By the way, what's going on with your Yan Qishan? I don't think he has a short-lived appearance, so why did he suddenly give birth to such a ridiculous thing? Accident?"

Uncle Feng's face showed a bit of sadness when he heard this, and said: "There are unpredictable events in the sky, everything is fate."

Qin Liuxi shook his head: "No, it was the old monster Si Luo who did this."

 Feng Boteng looked at her.

Qin Liuxi told what happened in Xinghua Town: "He died suddenly and strangely. Don't you, the demigod ancestor, feel that something is wrong? His soul is still imprisoned in that place."

"You have to know that although I am the ancestor of the Yan family, I have become a demigod and will protect my descendants, but I cannot interfere in their life, old age, illness and death. If I interfere, God will not let me." Feng Bo said: "I heard the news of his death from the patriarch, I also took a small peek at his horoscope. It was an accident, so I didn’t explore further. If it weren’t for the fact that he is my descendant, I wouldn’t even be able to explore this. I thought you, a Taoist, would know better. What you can interfere with and what you can’t.”

 Qin Liuxi was silent.

“Now that we have escaped from the mortal world, cultivators like you and me cannot be bound by the so-called kinship and bloodline.” Feng Bo sighed: “The mortal world is all in the past.”

 “You are willing to give up on love.”

"I am the Water God Feng Bo, and I am no longer Yan Conghe. Yan Conghe can have feelings, but the Water God cannot." Feng Bo said: "I just didn't expect that his death was caused by the Buddha's bones. The illusory apricot blossom realm It actually exists because of this, haha. So it seems that my Buddha bone seems to be fighting back because it feels the pull of other bones? If I had known it, I should have gone to investigate on the spot even if I was fighting to be obliterated. Fan."

If the mountain **** leaves the mountain, there will no longer be a mountain **** in that mountain. In the same way, if the water **** leaves, there will no longer be a **** in that area.

Uncle Feng looked at her soul-nurturing bottle: "Did you bring him back?"

Qin Liuxi nodded: "Chief Tangshan was ill after learning about his death. I want to take him back and let him see him before sending him away. However, his soul is also a little weird."

 As she spoke, she also released Yan Qishan.

Uncle Feng glanced at it, pointed with his divine power, and said, "His memory is lost. What's going on?"

Qin Liuxi's eyes darkened slightly and he said, "I'm also curious whether his memory was lost before his death or after his death."

"Everyone is dead. Even if he has all kinds of memories, when he reaches the underworld, he can't wipe them clean before reincarnation?" Feng Bo cast a little golden light of merit and fell on him.

"Are you soft-hearted?" Qin Liuxi raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and said, "What did you say that this earthly world is all in the past?"

“As an ancestor, what’s wrong with giving some good things to our descendants and reincarnating them?” Feng Bo said without changing his expression.

Qin Liuxi took Yan Qishan away again and said, "If I see the mountain leader later, I will send him to hell."

"Thank you." Uncle Feng thought for a moment and then asked: "Since you can destroy the Buddha's bones, why do you keep the piece in your hand?"

Qin Liuxi's face was cold: "He took my Wangchuan away. I'll wait for him to come and get it himself!"

Uncle Feng wanted to speak but stopped.

Qin Liuxi saluted him, pulled Teng Zhao up, tore open the vaginal passage, and stepped in.

As soon as she entered, within two steps, she vomited a mouthful of blood and looked sluggish.

 “Master?” Teng Zhao was horrified and quickly held her hand.

Qin Liuxi squeezed his hand hard, adjusted his breathing slightly, and said, "It's okay, it just takes a lot of spiritual energy."

 She glanced back, pursed her lips, and looked thoughtful in her eyes.

　　　Yesterday I wore short sleeves, today I wear a cotton-padded jacket, let’s learn about it during downhill descent emmm!

　　(End of this chapter)