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“I stuffed you in a ‘ginseng’ body, the ginseng I've been dragging you on.” White honored explains.

Lushan Road Demon: “...” lying down, that poor Ginseng? And he's stuck in a ginseng sperm? How did this happen?

“So now, are you willing to answer my question? Where exactly is the core of this heavenly fragment? I looked around in this heavenly shrapnel before, searching a few places that looked important, but didn't find the core.” The White Honored asked.

“I refuse to answer your question.” Lushan Road Demon Lord Cold Road - I just don't answer, what do you want me to do?

And the white man was not angry, but laughed, "Do you want to live? My brothers, the hard work, day and night cultivation, also bear the suffering of the heavens and the earth, in order not to die forever? Especially if you've been through death... do you want to live? ”

Lushan Road Demon: “…”

It's a bloody problem. Do you want to live?

Of course I do!

As long as it's a spiritual monk, who wants to die?

But… there are many ways to survive.

Years, 10 years of Shou Yuan, and then he died, and he lived.

Like walking corpses, they become ghosts and live.

Even refining one's soul as an evil magic tool is alive.

But none of that, he wanted.

“I want to live.” Lushan Road demon prince bites the teeth: “But...”

However, Lushan Road Demon's words are not finished, and the white man has pulled a tiny pot out of his pocket.

This is a large clapping teapot, cast in gold. The style of the kettle is oriented towards Western style...

“That's what you're waiting for!” The White Honored is happy with his face.

Lushan Road Demon: “??????” At the same time, he feels his ginseng roots need to be stiff, which is a principle and a bad premonition with human hair erection!

At this time, the White Honourable hands out like electricity, reaching out and grabbing the ‘tail’ of Ginseng's fine mouth, pulling hard! The ‘Soul Ice Pearl' with its little tail attached to it was pulled out by the white priest.

“Woo ~ ~” Lushan Road Demon Dignity shouted, then his consciousness was black again.

--After the soul seal ice beads were pulled out, the Lushan Road Demon King lost control of the ginseng sperm body, and consciousness returned to the small ice beads.

The white man opened the tiny pot with joy, stuffed the soul sealing ice beads into the tiny pot, and covered the lid of the tiny pot back.

Ding ~ ~

This magical little pot and lid has a large piece of symbol illuminated. Thereafter, the lid and body of the tin merge into one.

[Deed established] A thick voice was made on the magical tiny pot. The language it emits is not Huaxia, but it has a gentle spirit and acts as a translation effect. Song Shuhang and Su Shi A XVI don't know which language this is, but they can still understand what it means.

Deed established? Senior White Tortured for half a day, in fact, to make the soul of the seven dignitaries of the 'Unextremist Sect' a covenant with this tiny pot?

Song Shuhang speculated that those who had just taken possession of the seven virtues of Ginseng Concentrated Body had fulfilled the premise of the contract when he said [I want to live].

I should talk to King Golden Horn's Pharaoh. Is that a type of thing? If you answer correctly, will it be sucked into a gourd or bottle?

What's this little pot, baby?

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At this time, Bai Zheng held this tiny pot and laughed: “Ha ha, after all these years, I finally found you more than seven souls as a pot spirit, are you satisfied now? ”

Buzz ~ ~ This tiny pot makes a burst of joy - the tiny pot itself does not speak, the previous [deed established], just something similar to the lines, will play when the conditions are met. It's not what the pot says.

“It's done.” The White Honored said to his satisfaction.

At this point, the poor ginseng sperm woke up again. It slowly opened its eyes and felt so panicked —— just now, it had a nightmare, it dreamed of its own body, and it didn't belong to itself. Even his own soul was seized by an outsider.

Its will cannot drive its own body, and its mouth makes a voice that does not belong to it. Its soul is repressed in the depths of its body and can only cry out helplessly.

Luckily, it's all just a dream. When I opened my eyes, I was still my own body, and there were no terrible outsiders in my body.

It's a nightmare. That's great!

By the way... is it part of the nightmare that I was captured by a very handsome immortal?

With anticipation, adult ginseng opened his eyes and raised his head.

Then it quickly looked around and was holding a strange little pot, a happy white honored man.

Shit, it's not a nightmare.

He was really caught by this handsome monk!

Reality is often more brutal than nightmares.

So, ginseng and instinct struggled again: “Woo woo woo woo!”

“Why are you awake again?” After hearing the sound of its struggle, the White Honourable turned his head and looked at Ginseng and said softly: “Looks like his soul has been stimulated, so is he awake again? ”

Say it, White Honored turns around, a handsome flip kick.

Bang ~ ~ Adult ginseng's eyes darkened again and passed out.

This time, the White Venerable kicked a little harder.

So this time, ginseng may sleep a little longer.

The willow demon dancing on one side swallowed his mouth - alright, he could also supply branches for the white man. It is useful for the white honored. Not as miserable as this useless ginseng.

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Song Shuhang and Su Shi A XVI were curious to see the tiny pot in Bai's hands.

“Do you want to know how this tin works?” The white man shook this tiny pot, "he said.

Song Shuhang nodded with Su's XVI company.

“This thing, by the way, is not a fabric of our brothers… it was found hundreds of years ago in a desert while I was playing around the world. I don't know which system the practitioner, the artifact. In this tiny pot, you can reside a soul to become a 'pot spirit’, but to become a pot spirit, you have to have more than five fixes. Then, the spirit must also be [willing] to complete the contract before entering the pot to become a pot spirit.” The White Honored.

“What about its role?” Song Shuhang asked.

“You guys watch this.” The White Lord reached out and rubbed his hands on this tiny pot for a few moments.

Bang ~ ~

Smoke sprayed out of this tiny pot's mouth.

Then the smoke smogged into the shape of a black robe monk - exactly what Lu Shan Road looked like.

“Divine lamp?!” Song Shuhang's eyes lit up: “Senior Bai, can it fulfill people's wishes? ”

“Fulfilling people's wishes? How can there be such an exaggeration in the world?” The white honored waved, "This magic instrument is actually a combat artifact. You can summon the Kettle Spirit three times a day for half an hour each time and let it fight for you. But be careful, if the pot spirit dies, it will really end. So every time it gets seriously injured, you have to put it back in the pot and warm it up. ”

“...” Song Shuhang: “But Senior Bai, don't you want to get the core information from his mouth about ’Heavenly Fragment’? Now that he's a pot spirit, can you answer your question? ”

“Necessary. Otherwise, why did I work so hard to turn him into a pot spirit?” The white man smiled, knocking on the tiny pot, and said to the black robe in the sky, “What's your name? ”

“Road number [Lushan Road].” The Black Robe Taoist answered honestly.

I can't believe I answered!

“So amazing?” Song Shu Channel. At the same time, he is fortunate that his serial number is not [Real person, Baiwhale Road, Wenzhou City, ZJ Province, Huaxia Province]. Otherwise, how courageous would it be to answer if others asked about his serial number in the future?

And then the Book Sail said, “Lushan Road companion, can I ask you a question? What's your mother's name, please? ”

Lushan Road Demon King looked coldly at Song Shuhang and said nothing.

Song Shuhang: “…”

So embarrassing.

Bai Zheng consoled Song Shuhang Channel: “Book navigation do not mind, in fact, it will only answer the question of the owner of the pot, not despise you. ”

Senior White, don't say anything. When you said that, I immediately felt deeply despised by the pot spirit.

Su Shi A XVI couldn't help laughing.

“Cough.” The white man cleared his voice, "Lu Shan Road companion, please introduce the ‘core’ of this heavenly fragment. ”

Lushan Road demon Johnston stood, his cold face tangled.

“The will was so strong that it became a pot spirit in the pot, and it was still resisting.” The White Honored sighed and gently rubbed his hands on the tiny pot again.

The Lushan Road Demon King eventually opened his mouth: “The core of the heavenly debris is hidden in a palace in a western location. However, opening the core requires me… I have inherited some of the core permissions for 'Heavenly Fragments’ here. ”

“No wonder, the core was hidden, and it was climbed first. So I haven't found the core for half a day.” The White Honored.

I didn't expect that Lushan Road Demon Lord has already mastered the core authority. If you give him a little more time to merge this heavenly court fragment into your own, it will be absolutely stable to promote Eight Pin Xuansheng.

Unfortunately... there is no ‘if’ in the world, Lushan Road demon has not yet come and promoted eight pints of Xuansheng, it becomes the pot spirit of the mysterious pot of the white honored.

“Well, please, Daoist lead the way.” The White Honored said.

In the void, Lushan Road's demon face was again tangled - a moment later, his will was no match for Little Kettle's covenant, and he defeated.

He then began to lead the way forward, leading the three white dignitaries to the palace community west of the heavenly shreds.