Qin Liuxi did not look down on Feng Bo either. There were no water ghosts in the green lake, so he had to let Feng Bo dig the pond mud from the middle of the lake to remove the filthy talisman and purify his hands, ignite incense and tell the heaven to respect the gods. Then he began.

"It's not easy to use this face, so as not to think of your Yan family. Do you transform yourself into one?" Qin Liu said west.

Feng Bo thought about it and then transformed into a slightly ferocious face, with a beard and a bronze bell-eyed eye, like a glaring Vajra.

Qin Liuxi endured it and said, "In fact, it can be gentler."

"No, that's it."

OK, the master said so. Qin Liuxi directly added mud to the original statue of the god, while asking: "You said that when the soul is about to disappear, you can only cultivate this demigod after you have the opportunity to cultivate this demigod. What is the opportunity?"

"I thought you wouldn't ask." Feng Bo sat over and saw Qin Liuxi turning his head to look at him, and then smiled and said, "I saw you that you had been trying to speak several times, but now I asked them to avoid you, so I must have doubts, but I didn't expect you to ask this."

Qin Liuxi kept moving, saying, "Do you know how many people who practice Taoism cannot cultivate immortality in their entire lives? Many seniors like us have been practicing Taoism diligently throughout their lives, and they cannot cultivate to ascend to become immortals. It is great that they live longer, but they cannot withstand old age and death. So, like you, if you have a mere century of cultivation, you will definitely get great fortune and great opportunity. Only when you are in a good time, place, people, and luck are prosperous can you produce one."

"In fact, there is only one demigod like you who became a monk halfway through the journey, so that everything in this world knows, and everyone will envy and envy you." Qin Liuxi sighed lightly: "There is a demon fox that has been practiced for thousands of years before it can be transformed. There is also a ginseng that has practiced for thousands of years and has cultivated spiritual wisdom, but has not begged for alms. It can be seen that this also pays attention to the opportunity of creation. So you said that you have been dead for a hundred years and are a demigod. Who can not be jealous and who can not be jealous?"

Feng Bo glanced at her: "You girl, you are only in her prime, and you speak so well. All those who practice Taoism are like you? I think your disciple is too, and you can't lose a lot."

"I can only say that I am a sensible person." Qin Liuxi pinched the face of the mud, took another needle and picked the details on the face of the mud, and said, "So I am very curious about the opportunity you mentioned, and I hope Lord Water God will solve my doubts."

"I dare not." Feng Bo recalled: "Everything was a coincidence. At that time, I was exhausted from all my power and my soul was gone and I returned to the bottom of the lake. I felt regretful and helpless. I died too early and I didn't have a long time to be a ghost. Life seemed to have ended just now, and I had resentment in my heart."

People have obsessions, and there are also dead ghosts. They have obsessions in their hearts. They are not old enough to be a human being. They feel guilty about their lovers but have no time to say something. If they look at them, they still have delusions about this world.

Because of these delusions, he seemed to be attracted to something, floating deep into the bottom of the lake. The delusions attached to something that emitted soft white light, and his soul condensed again, and he had strength again.

The earth was moving, and the lake almost poured backwards. He heard the screams of fear. He had a moment of impulse to find the screams very pleasant, but he quickly woke up. He was a living person and a fellow villager.

With a thought, he formed a barrier with the greatest strength, blocked all the gushing water from the lake, and returned to the lake.

So later, he became the "water god" in people's mouths. With offerings and faith, he nourished his soul, gradually became stronger, and also protected this land and water.

Qin Liuxi paused and breathed slightly hard: "What is that thing?"

"A right leg bone."

Qin Liuxi almost crushed the statue head in his hand.

She put it aside, made seals with her hands, her eyes were completely opened, her eyes were clear and deep, looking at his bones and right legs.

A calf bone fell into his bones and formed an integral part. She reached out and reached over. The boundless Buddha power mixed with a trace of evil delusions were entangled, causing her to be confused.

Hmm.

Feng Bo widened his eyes, jumped away a few steps, and said, "Are you?"

He looked down at his legs, covered his chest again, frowned, he felt a little uncomfortable just now.

Qin Liuxi pointed two acupoints for himself, spit out the fishy sweetness that surged up from his throat, wiped it casually, and said with a big head: "Brother Feng, you are in trouble."

Feng Bo felt his scalp numb.

Qin Liuxi slowly took out a medicine bottle from the cloth bag around his waist and took out a pill and swallowed it. He stared at his leg bones and rubbed his eyebrows.

The second Buddha bone.

He actually appeared here in Feng Bo and had been integrated into one.

And the most important thing is that he became a demigod. The Buddha bone was within his divine appearance, and the power of faith and merit he sucked would be fed back to the Buddha bone. This bone was always controlled by him. If he could not, or if Shi Luo came up, Feng Bo would definitely become the first demigod in the world to be destroyed by Shi Luo.

Then he will be wiped out by himself, for fear that the Yan family's fortune will be affected by him and the whole person will suffer. On the other hand, if Shi Luo discovers the existence of this fortune, then can the entire Yan family escape the ending of nutrients?

When Qin Liuxi thought of this, his scalp was numb.

When she saw Feng Bo, she felt a sense of familiarity, but she must have never seen him before, and it was not because of Yan Qishan. Now it seems that the familiar feeling comes from the Buddha bones on his legs.

I never expected it!

Seeing Qin Liuxi's expression changing without hiding its solemnity, Feng Bo asked, "What's going on when you've made me so upset?"

Qin Liuxi pointed at his legs: "Do you know who your leg bone belongs to? Five thousand years ago, a man became an evil Buddha named Shi Luo, which harmed the people..."

She said all the origin of Shi Luo, how she escaped after doing something, and what she thought.

Feng Bo's face was distorted.

He looked down at his legs and was shaking a little.

"Don't panic, he escaped from the Jiuyou Hell Prison. Do you want to retrieve these bones? Everything is just my guess. Maybe I'm just thinking too much!" Qin Liuxi laughed.

Feng Bo touched his legs and smiled helplessly: "Do you believe this?"

Qin Liuxi was embarrassed, so she naturally didn't believe it. If she was Shi Luo, she would do this. So what if there was a suitable person to possess her? She was still not as good as her former body and bones. If she found her body and reorganized her body, wouldn't that power be destroyed?

"There are nine Buddha bones in total. If you integrate into one of these sections, do you feel other resonance or existence?" Qin Liuxi asked.

Feng Bo shook his head and said, "But when you came over just now, I seemed to have a murderous idea."
Chapter completed!