"That’s strange. How do you keep your soul together?"
In Pei Wende’s cognition, only the Taoist "Yuan Shen" can keep the soul from leaving the body.
At this point, even Buddhist practitioners at the same level can make their souls independent of the physical foreign minister.
"That’s naturally because of’ Xian Yuan’."
The answer to Pei Wende’s question is not Zhu Yiniang but his uncle’s return to absolute being from shock.
"Legacy Niang, you really stole the nostalgia’ Fairy Edge’"
His uncle’s tone was full of disbelief because he never believed that Zhu Yiniang would steal his brother’s "fairy fate"
Even if it was Zhu’s master who said it himself, his uncle remained highly skeptical.
But facts speak louder than words. Zhu Yiniang’s present situation makes his uncle have to doubt that maybe the facts are just as his eldest brother said.
It was Zhu Yiniang who wanted to steal Zhu Huaigu’s "fairy fate" and did not hesitate to murder her brother.
"Xianyuan?"
However, in the face of his uncle’s questioning that his previous performance was still very calm, Zhu Yiniang suddenly sneered at one.
"So that’s what the dead old man told you?"
"Because I want to steal Zhu Huaigu’s’ Xianyuan’, he secretly killed me and then let you crush me?"
In the faint voice, I made no secret of suppressing my anger and resentment. When Zhu Yiniang said this sentence, the whole hall suddenly blew a gust of evil wind
Whoo!
This gust of evil wind blows Rao, and his uncle feels a chill that goes deep into the bone marrow because of Pei Wende’s Buddha’s light.
"Isn’t it?"
Some consternation staring at Zhu Yiniang’s uncle clearly recognized the hidden meaning in each other’s words.
"Hum, since you keep saying that I want to kill Zhu Huaigu, do you know what Xianyuan is?"
This three uncle suddenly fell silent.
After all, his uncle really doesn’t know what the so-called "fairy fate" is.
He knew that it was because of this "fairy fate" that Zhu Run was miraculously pregnant and gave birth to Zhu Huaigu smoothly.
"Look, this is you!"
"A bunch of fool who don’t know anything but are being fool around!"
Venting seems to curse for two years. After Zhu Yiniang stopped looking at his uncle and turned to look at Pei Wende.
"true god!"
"The soul of my brother is immortal because my brother still has a’ body’ alive …"
Hear each other call PeiWenDe directly interrupted each other’s rhetoric.
"I’m not the true god in your mouth, and you’re not my brother."
"I don’t know where you learned about Mohologa, but you didn’t ask my permission when you gained my power."
Slightly bowed their heads to zhu yi niang naturally know this.
Or if Pei Wende’s perception of Zhu Yiniang was not blocked in advance, I really dare not be so "blasphemous" in public.
It is Zhu Yiniang who never imagined that she would one day touch this force.
More importantly, Zhu Yiniang never thought that this snake god who should be silenced would be "reborn" in this world and become a very rare "personal god"
"Who taught you to steal the magical power of incense?"
"And stealing is actually the power of’ Mohologa’?"
Just like Xiaoqing’s previous speculation, Pei Wende has long noticed the fact that "Mohologa" belief is broadcast by the people.
Pei Wende noticed that those who were spreading this belief were some inhuman monsters.
Pei Wende can easily come to a conclusion that Pei Huihui "Tianzhong" is secretly broadcasting his beliefs in combination with the intelligence information obtained by himself in Chang ‘an.
Pei Wende doesn’t know what the people are planning secretly. The only thing he can be sure of is that he doesn’t want to get involved.
So for a while, Pei Wende consciously suppressed the growth of Shinto power and avoided being involved in the plan of the public.
Who would have thought that Pei Wende found a "blasphemer" at the foot of Jinshan Temple when the public would give up the belief of "Mohologa"?
Chapter 33 ShaQi manifestation, pig demon manifestation
Two flowers, one for each.
On the occasion of the dialogue between Pei Wende and Zhu Yiniang, Zhao Yanwei, the outside world, also hurried home.
"Nostalgia! Third aunt! "
Zhu Run, anxious about the dirt road outside the wall, looked at the dark courtyard and couldn’t help shouting.
"Can you hear me?"