"So, whether it is a witch spirit or a living evil spirit, it is very fragile before it grows up. Even if they can devour people, they can still be easily killed."

"But on the contrary, if they grow up, their lethality will definitely explode."

"Um."

Fuxi nodded.

Slowly said:

"If they grow up, it will be a catastrophe, and they must be killed before they grow up."

"That's right."

The young man nodded.

"but--"

He frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

"I always feel that Huosha and Wuling are not just similar, there should be a deeper connection between them."

"Um?"

Fu Xi was startled.

Looking down, he saw the living evil in the small bottle in his hand.

Then look at the boy.

Hesitantly said:

"You mean to say?"

"You feel--"

The boy held his chin.

His eyes stared at Fuxi from a distance.

His expression was somewhat playful.

"When did the ghost forbidden technique start?"

Fuxi closed the fingertips holding the vial.

In an instant, it became clear what the young man meant.

"Huosha is a continuation of the witch spirit? With enough living evil, you can revive the witch spirit? Is that what you mean?"

his words.

Let the young man curl his lips into a smile.

Dumbly nodded at him.

"Smart."

The corners of Fuxi's lips twitched lightly.

A faint smile appeared.

"Then, what this involves is not just the reappearance of the ghost forbidden technique, but someone who wants to summon the witch spirit through the growth and condensation of the living evil, but—"

Fuxi's brows furrowed.

"After summoning the witch spirits, what is their purpose? And—"

Confusion crossed his eyebrows.

"I always feel that there is something a little abnormal. It seems that the person who reproduces the ghost-forbidden technique is not the same as the person who hides the witch spirit in the body of Senglie."

"Oh? What do you say?"

The young man smiled Yan Yan, twisting a grape and biting it in his mouth.

Signaling Fuxi to continue the analysis.

Fuxi pondered.

"Look, if this is all the way—"

"Since they were able to hide the witch spirit in Senglie's body, it means that, to a certain extent, they have been able to contact the witch spirit."

"If this is the case, why don't you directly feed the witch spirits to grow, wait for the opportunity, and achieve what you want, but instead, make a living evil?"

He questioned.

Make the young man laugh.

Fuxi looked at the young man.

Doubtful:

"What's wrong?"

"No, such doubts are normal, but Fuxi, don't ignore certain things."

The boy twisted another grape and threw it into his mouth.

Slowly said:

"Remember what Sengley said?"

What did Sengley say?

Fuxi paused.

That looked at the boy's eyes.

I don't know why, but I felt a little grieved.

The young man blinked inexplicably.

After a while, he laughed.

"Ah yes, you weren't there at the time, it seemed like you were in retreat."

"..."

Fuxi pursed the corners of his lips.

Somewhat frustrated.

He missed it.

So I can't grasp the key point of this.

Looking a bit dejected, the moonstone between the eyebrows was inexplicably dimmed, more like a poor young man.

The young man couldn't help but be happy.

Extending his long arm, he rubbed the young man's head across the stone table.

I even thought it felt good, so I grabbed a few more.

He whipped Fuxi's soft and long black hair into a chicken coop.

This is very funny said:

"Okay, I told you-"

"He said that after the damage of the enchantment of the Unmaintained Domain, black gas overflowed from it, and then swallowed all the creatures in the world of death."

"And there is no main domain, but it is a strange place. After any creature falls into it, it will degenerate into a single-celled creature."

"Then how do you think that all the way people can pull out the witch spirit from the masterless domain, so as to feed it and grow up?"

"Just by looking at the world of the dead, you can tell how big the appetite of the witch spirits is. How do they feed the witch spirits quietly?"

...obviously—

boy's voice.

As always, it is elegant and elegant.

In the past, he would have listened carefully.

In order to record his, the frequency of ups and downs in his voice, to distinguish his true emotions.

but now--

All his senses froze above his head.

The boy's voice drifted slowly into the distance.

He can tell.

Just that, warm and slightly cool, soft and dry palms.

Gently, softly, he rubbed a few times on his head.

Like coaxing, like comforting.

Or just a simple, intimate gesture between familiar people.

Just like what he often did to Shen Changlin.

but.

But let the heart beat.

bang——

bang bang—

Bang, bang, bang, cheer up.

The sound was so loud and powerful that he couldn't hear or feel anything.

Only the rest, full of throbbing, full of joy.

And juvenile.

Supporting the chin with one hand, tapping the table with the other, he continued to analyze in a brooding manner:

"This is unrealistic. After all, no matter how weak Wu Ling is, the lethality is huge. If they can really get Wu Ling, they will definitely not be able to trap it."

"It will definitely escape from it, so that it will be revealed to the world and known to the world, but throughout the years of historical documents, as well as some idle stories, I have not found any information about witch spirits."

"Then, from this point it can be explained-"

"The Witch Spirit has never had the chance to appear before, and the time limit for its existence starts from the Battle of Burning Industry and ends when the Upper Realm is closed."

"This point is the result of the analysis after comparing what Yagos once said with the words I extracted from Ji Xuci before."

"Then, after thinking and comparing like this, I found something very interesting."

The young man's eyes flashed brightly.

The expression was also amused.

"It's basically true that the witch spirits are from the East, die in the West, and then turn into evil."

"Also, the time limit for its existence and its end is set to exceed the time limit at the beginning of the 4D. This is basically true. As for the untrue—"

He scratched his chin.

A meaningful smile.

"How can a dark cloud of black energy be able to be accurately analyzed, whether it is a witch spirit or a living evil? Since the historical documents after the 10,000 characters, and the wild words of Xianshi, have not mentioned the witch spirit. ."

"Then, apart from those who participated in and witnessed the witch spirit at the time, who can recognize it, how do you recognize a black gas for the rest? You know—"

The boy flicked his fingertips.

Two similar small transparent bottles flashed between his slender fingers.

He stared at them with a half-smile, and shook them.

"In Grandpa's eyes, these two groups of things basically belong to the same category. Grandpa can't easily distinguish them. How can others distinguish them? Isn't this very interesting?"