The Lord who use immortals as food

In the county government office, Xing Zhi looked at the things in front of him: wooden beads, books... and Ming Qitian.

What can be seen from this?

She recalled Hei Chi's explanation: "He can directly lock the target as long as he touches a certain number of related objects, but we have to use our minds to infer - this may be slower than him, but it may also be faster than him."

The book on martial arts seemed to have something to do with Ming Qitian, but Xing Zhi flipped through it and didn't see the martial arts in Yunlang Mountain.

This is normal, although this booklet even records "thaumaturgic menopause" - although it cannot list those names and just brags about it as a general category - this is because it is listed in the "Five Great Opportunities to Climb to Heaven" rumored in the world. "Among them.

However, there are only a few people in the Yunlang Mountain sect, and they are relatively remote, so only someone with a certain status can know the details.

As she thought about it, she suddenly thought of another possibility: Could it be that... the thing that Xianjun wants to destroy is Ming Qitian himself?

Although the level of Taiyi True Dragon Immortal Lord is not yet known, if Qitian is qualified to threaten it in the future, no one will doubt it.

She remembered her question again: "Can they only find relevant things? Is it possible to find this thing directly?"

"It's possible." Hei Chi's calm voice sounded in his ears.

…

"Muzhu, Shuzhu and Ming Qitian." Black Cat whispered on his shoulder.

"What?" Pei Ye asked.

"Information came from three hosts." Black Cat said, "They have locked on these three things respectively."

"What do these three things have to do with each other?"

"It's not that they are related to each other, but that they all point to that thing at different levels." Black Cat said, "For example, beads may mean that the thing is wooden or spherical..."

"Hmm...a spherical martial arts related to Ming Qitian?"

"...We'd better look for more clues." The black cat sighed, "Follow it first - it turned around, where is that place?"

"Martial arts gym."

Pei Ye stepped forward in two steps, and the familiar compound appeared in front of him.

There was a noise inside, and children of all sizes were cheering.

"Master Huang! Master Huang is here! Sit down quickly!"

There was a sound of clanking, the children sat upright, and an old man in military uniform in his fifties walked out slowly with a belt on.

On the night of the heavy rain in the county government office, three masters were summoned from the martial arts school, but none of them came back.

Master Huang is old and injured. He was originally the most leisurely master in the martial arts school, but now he has become the mainstay, leading four classes a day.

"Is anyone lazy?" he said gruffly.

"No!"

"Zhao Feihu is lazy!"

"You fart!"

"That's right! He pooped for two quarters of an hour!"

"Zhao Feihu, do you have so much shit?" Master Huang said expressionlessly.

The children burst into laughter. Zhao Feihu suppressed his blush and stood up, lowering his head and saying nothing.

"I'll spare you this once, but I won't do it next time!" Master Huang said majestically, "Sit down."

Pei Ye had never seen this face before. It must have been the victim of several strict masters, so he had to play this role.

Master Huang sat down slowly and said in a slow voice: "Today we will talk about the twentieth chapter of "The Broken Hero"."

As soon as he finished speaking, before the children cheered, a man walked in the door, wearing a straw hat and his face could not be seen clearly.

Master Huang frowned and looked for a while, vaguely recognizing the figure: "Is it... Brother Zhengguang? What's the matter?"

However, the man just walked straight inside, passed the apprentices, passed Master Huang, and went into the house.

The flash of blue under the straw hat made Master Huang's heart tighten. Just as he was about to reach out and grab the other person, his wrist was already held by the person behind him.

Master Huang turned around in surprise. A familiar yet unfamiliar face of a young man appeared behind him, with an elegant black cat squatting on his shoulder.

"Xiao, Xiao Pei?!" Master Huang was stunned.

Pei Ye nodded, pointed at the old farmer who walked in, raised his finger and said, "Shh."

The black cat on the shoulder jumped lightly and followed the old farmer inside.

Master Huang looked at him blankly, and Pei Ye smiled: "Master Huang, the county government affairs will be over soon."

Master Huang nodded as if he understood, and actually no longer cared about the things in the room. He held Pei Ye and said to the children who were looking up at him: "You don't even recognize it. This is the talent in our library before." The highest apprentice."

The children's expressions were the same as those of Master Huang just now.

Master Huang said again: "It's Pei Ye."

There was a loud scream, and now the martial arts hall was full of noise. Who killed the murderer in the Seven Lives Realm a few days ago had been told countless times by the returning teenagers.

Looking at these excited and admiring faces, Pei Ye was slightly in a trance - this came from the contradictory feelings of the two identities of Phoenix Tail and Chicken Head.

He smiled and nodded: "When everything is over, I will come back to train with everyone."

Master Huang said in a deep voice: "Xiao Pei is going to the state to participate in the Golden Autumn Martial Arts Competition next month. You should learn more from him."

At this time, the black cat came out with a stack of papers in its mouth. Pei Ye reached out to take it. When he saw it, he saw that it was Chapter 20 of "The Broken Man" that Master Huang had copied crookedly.

"Master Huang, I have to take this thing away." Pei Ye stretched out his hand and raised it to Master Huang.

Master Huang stepped over in two steps and pressed his hand. His broad figure blocked the curious eyes of the children, and said loudly: "I have taught you everything a boxing book is worth, so take it."

Pei Ye laughed, clasped his fists and said, "Come back in a few days and ask Master Huang for advice."

"Can I still teach you? Get out of here."

"Someone will be sent to take care of things in the house." Pei Ye smiled and held his wrist, whispered an instruction, turned around and hugged the cat and climbed over the wall.

Master Huang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and went into the room.

I saw that everything on the floor was as before, except that the manuscript under the pillow was missing.

‘Where’s the glory? ’

Suddenly, a black streak entered the lower part of his field of vision. When he lowered his head, a human-shaped ashes quietly spread on the ground, with the embers still lingering.

…

On the other side, Pei Ye climbed out of the wall, with the image of a dozen vital faces looking up at him still in his mind. He patted the black cat and whispered: "Do you really think that even if the entire Bowang Prefecture is ruined? , do you want to stop him too?”

The black cat glanced at the young man's confused face. His blue eyes were calm, quiet, and firm. He said softly: "Words can't convince you, Pei Ye, you only need to... meet Him once."

"Didn't you count seeing me before? He is still in my body."

"Not really." The black cat shook his head and patted the boy's neck with his tail, "But luckily you are unlucky enough and you may be able to see him today."

"Then... I don't really want to see it that much." Pei Ye muttered and opened the manuscript in his hand, "Where does this point to?"

"Open it and take a look." Black Cat sighed, the cold fun returning after a long absence, "Then start using your little brain."

"A spherical martial arts with ugly writing related to Ming Qitian." Pei Ye said unceremoniously.