Shen Hui collected his thoughts and did not open his eyes in a hurry.
He first went through the words of the two monsters in his mind.
The first one was what the other party called "Fox...True Lord".
As soon as Pig Demon spit out the word "fox", Fox Spirit slapped him in the face and said, "If I wake up True Lord in advance, you can serve it."
The meaning of this statement is very clear:
The name of True Lord cannot be mentioned casually, otherwise the real owner may notice it.
This mechanism is a bit tricky.
Shen Hui thought secretly:
He had been chanting this name a lot at the beginning. If the other party could notice by really talking about his name, wouldn't he have been targeted by others long ago?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, but then he thought again, old Fox Spirit seems to be sleeping all year round, maybe he sleeps for five years, and only holds a banquet once when he wakes up?
It's not impossible for monsters to live a long life.
Pressing this end, he considered the second one.
The little Fox Spirit said that the reason they came to dig the grave was because of Chief Mountain Scout's order.
The person who gave the order to Chief Mountain Scout was a Daoist priest next to old Fox Spirit, a Daoist priest who "knows some fortune-telling skills".
The other party was sure that Sinful Lotus was still there, so they sent someone to get it.
It's just that I don't know whether the Daoist priest made a mistake in his calculation, or whether these two stupid monsters were wasted on the road, so they all came to nothing.
A Daoist priest who knows some fortune-telling skills...
Shen Hui A thought came to the bottom of my heart, like a bubble emerging from the bottom of the water, getting bigger and bigger, and finally surfaced and dispersed with a beep.
Lao Feng, is that you?
Is this why you didn't want to elaborate with me in the first place?
Shen Hui opened his eyes and his gaze fell on Shouyuan.
Old Daoist was chewing on a piece of meat from a jar, the corners of his mouth were shiny, and he was eating happily.
"Senior."
"Huh?"
Old Daoist chewed in his mouth and responded vaguely.
"Have you ever heard of a place called Lost Ferry Ridge?"
Old Daoist was stunned when he heard this, stopped chewing on his cheeks, thought for a moment, shook his head and replied:
"Never heard of it."
Shen Hui asked again, "Then do you know that Fox Spirit has the ability to hear sounds and identify objects thousands of miles away?"
This time Old Daoist paused, but quickly spoke:
"This really does exist."
Shen Hui raised his eyebrows, lifted the wine bottle, and filled it for Old Daoist:
"I hope my seniors can give me some advice."
Old Daoist picked up the cup and didn't drink it in a hurry. He squinted his eyes as if he was remembering.
"When I was young, Cangzhou once had a big demon..."
He took a sip of wine and said slowly:
"That beast ate an entire county for Core Formation's transformation."
As soon as these words came out, the table suddenly fell silent.
"A person from a county?!"
Jinghui almost frightened the chopsticks in his hand. He had half a piece of chopstick in his mouth, stared at it, and even forgot to chew.
Green Bamboo asked in a low voice:
"How many people... are there in a county?"
Shen Hui answered for Old Daoist:
"It depends on the place. If it is a major area in the capital, the population can reach one million. If it is an ordinary state or county, it will be between 100,000 and 400,000. If it is a small border state, it may only be more than 10,000."
Green Bamboo was stunned, and then turned to look at Old Daoist:
"Senior, what county did the monster eat?"
Old Daoist stretched out two fingers and said calmly:
"Two hundred thousand people. They were all eaten within three days."
Everyone took a breath of air-conditioning:
"No one cares?"
"How come no one cares?"
Old Daoist glanced sideways at everyone. "The imperial court was furious and sent troops south. Various sects also joined forces, True Person alarmed several people."
Jinghui asked quickly, "Senior is one of them?"
Old Daoist shook his head. "At that time, I could only compare to Foundation Establishment, and Soul Crossing Temple is located in Shazhou, far away from Cangzhou, so I couldn't get involved even if I wanted to."
"What happened next?"
Old Daoist took another sip of wine and said calmly:
"Later, Fox Demon asked several sects to join forces to chase him, and he was jumping up and down. When he escaped to Jingzhou, he was targeted by the Chongming Palace and Nascent Soul True Lord again."
"Chongming Palace?"
Shen Hui read the name again, "Jingzhou Does this sect exist?"
"There used to be."
Old Daoist smacked his lips. "As for whether it exists now, I don't know."
Shen Hui is thoughtful.
Jinghui on the side asked:
"Then what? Nascent Soul True Lord takes action to deal with Fox Demon who just Core Formation. I must be able to catch him, right?"
Shouyuan laughed:
"Any ordinary monster can be easily captured, but this Fox Demon is different. It predicts the enemy's opportunity every time. Everyone sets up a dragnet, but every time it pounces, nothing comes up."
"Nascent Soul True Lord can't even use it?"
"No way."
Shouyuan shook his head, took another sip of wine, and continued:
"In the end, a little Daoist priest named Feng Zhiwei came out from a small man named Grand Void Temple. After some calculations, the other party told everyone: Fox Demon is a different species from heaven and earth, and Divine Ability has clairvoyance and ears, so he can escape again and again."
Shen Hui Hearing this, the hand holding the wine bottle stopped for a moment.
Grand Void Temple...Feng Zhiwei?
Old Daoist continued:
"It turned out that Fox Demon also listened to this. The beast set up a plan to take advantage of everyone's relaxation, turn around and devour the little Daoist priest."
"Ah?"
Everyone was silent.
Lu Huan said doubtfully:
"Then Feng Zhiwei can pinch and count? Why didn't he count the trap set by Fox Demon?"
Everyone nodded after hearing this.
Even Squire Wang, who was eavesdropping at the side, couldn't hold back and nodded.
Old Daoist is stroking his beard, the old god is here.
Shen Hui answered, "Could it be that this is also a trap set by Feng Zhiwei? To lure Fox Demon into taking the bait?"
"Yes!"
Old Daoist pointed the chopsticks in his hand at Shen Hui:
"You are still a thief, you can tell the secret right away."
"This is indeed a trick set up by that man, but he did let the fox eat him and use his body as bait. Although Fox Demon swallowed him, Nascent Soul Cultivator, also named Chongming Palace, caught him and finally made a furnace of treasure elixir."
Having said this, Old Daoist sneered and tapped the table with his chopsticks:
"How can an animal be so deceitful? It only increases laughter."
Shen Hui quickly poured wine for him. "You'd better have a few more drinks and say less."
Old Daoist didn't take it seriously and happily accepted it.
Shen Hui lowered his head and pondered.
Then Fox Demon, is he really dead?
Feng Zhiwei...Feng Zhiming.
Is it a coincidence that the names are so similar, or...
He couldn't figure it out.
Then another question came to mind: If Fox Demon had not died at the beginning, what kind of cultivation level would he have now?
Still a big demon, Golden Core cultivation level?
Or is it that he has become a demon king and a veritable Nascent Soul True Lord?
He felt that the latter might be more generous.
After all, it has been more than 1,500 years since Old Daoist was young.
Fifteen hundred years, even a pig should have become famous, let alone a Fox Demon, which is famous for its cunning?
As a result, the pool of water Lost Ferry Ridge is deeper than he thought before.
To be on the safe side, we still have to hold on tight.
When you reach the level of Nascent Soul, it won't be too late to seek out the other party's bad luck.
Fortunately, I am not far away from Nascent Soul now. When the time comes, I must let the other party know what a value is! What an operation is! What a mechanism is!
While thinking about it, the dishes on the table were gradually emptying. Seeing this, Squire Wang diligently poured a round of wine and tea for everyone.
Then he rubbed his hands and said with a smile on his face:
"Several immortals, if you don't mind, could you please come to the humble house to have a rest in the afternoon? I just asked people to clean up a few clean rooms..."
Shen Hui shook his head:
"I appreciate your kindness, but we still have to go to Mass Grave."
Squire Wang Hearing this, a trace of disappointment appeared on his face. He opened and closed his mouth, looking like he was hesitating to speak.
Shen Hui saw it and said, "If you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."
Squire Wang hesitated again and again, finally moved the chair forward and lowered his voice:
"Daoist Master Divine Ability Guangda, I wonder if you can tell me... whether I am really destined to have no children in my life?"
Shen Hui's heart is indeed true.
However, although this person has his own agenda, his nature is not bad.
He nodded and sat down next to the other party:
"Stretch out your hand."
Squire Wang hurriedly pushed back his sleeves, revealing a chubby wrist.
Shen Hui placed three fingers on the opponent's mouth, closed his eyes and concentrated.
The pulse under the fingertips is stable and strong, the rhythm is well-proportioned, the Qi of the spleen and stomach is sufficient, and there is no sign of deficiency in the liver and kidneys.
This shows that this person is in good health. Although he is old, Qi and Blood is still smooth and he has no major symptoms.
He activated another trace of Spiritual Qi, traveling through the opponent's body along the meridians, exploring carefully.
Spiritual Qi passes through the spleen meridian, enters the kidney meridian, and goes all the way down. When it reaches the vicinity of the seminal chamber, it suddenly becomes stagnant.
Shen Hui brows moved slightly, and after exploring it carefully, he understood clearly.
This is a natural stasis in the sperm tract.
It's like being sterilized at birth, with the spirit blocked and naturally childless.
Now that the crux is clear, it's easy to take action.
If this problem were left in the hands of ordinary doctors, they would just stare blankly at it.
But for Shen Hui, it was just a rush for Spiritual Qi.
He activated Spiritual Qi again, condensed his energy into a needle, and stabbed gently at the stasis.
Spiritual Qi The tip of the needle arches forward little by little, like a channel, slowly dissolving the blockage.
Squire Wang I felt a sudden stabbing pain in my groin, and I couldn't help but let out a "hiss" sound.
Immediately, Shen Hui withdrew his hand.
"Daoist priest, this is..."
Squire Wang held his stomach, surprised and confused.
"This problem with Yuanwai was brought from the mother's womb."
Shen Hui picked up the tea bowl and took a sip:
"The semen canal is blocked by blood stasis, just like a ditch blocked by mud. No matter how full the water is, it can't flow through it. I just cleared it for you."
Squire Wang was stunned. "It's connected... it's connected?"
"That's it."
Squire Wang's eyes slowly opened wide, his lips trembled, he stood up suddenly, his chair fell over, and he bowed his head to Shen Hui:
"Oh, Daoist Priest! Daoist Priest! You are truly a living god! I... I... I kowtow to you!"
Shen Hui supported him, shook his head and said:
"You don't have to be like this outside the membership."
Squire Wang made three bows in a row, shouting "benefactor" and "living god" incessantly.
Shen Hui waved his hand. "Fortunately, I am a member who is always kind to others, so I am willing to help."