Chapter 679 Where did the turtle come from?
"Of course my Ping An is not an old monster who has replaced his soul in disguise!"

Taoist Xuanqing snorted coldly, his face full of happiness that was difficult to conceal, and changed the topic: "But Fellow Daoist Feng, you said that this child was born to be a musician. I think you still underestimate our Ping An. How could our Ping An just choose the path of a musician? He has countless ways to the sky for him to choose!"

Zi Yang Palace also has spells to check the soul, to see if it is a legitimate reincarnation, or if the soul has been replaced. No matter whether it is a famous and upright sect or an evil sect, the deeper the inheritance, the more and more advanced such spells there are. They are because they are worried that their disciples' souls have been replaced by others and that someone has sneaked into the sect to steal the inherited skills.

He had once learned a spell of examining souls in Ziyang Palace. When he became suspicious of Wang Ping'an, he had sneaked around and examined Wang Ping'an when no one was paying attention. Once he was sure that Wang Ping'an was not himself and his soul had been replaced by some old monster, he would find a chance to kill 'Wang Ping'an'. He didn't care whether he put the blame on the prime minister's daughter or on himself.

It is no exaggeration to say that those who are unwilling to reincarnate, worry that their lifelong efforts will be in vain, or are afraid of going to the eighteen levels of hell, even if they transform into ghost cultivators, are countless times stronger than these evil cultivators who replace other people's souls and use corpses to revive. Generally, those who can do such things are completely inhumane and have no moral bottom line.

For the sake of self-cultivation, you can do anything.

Once Wang Ping'an's soul is replaced by some old monster, when his cultivation recovers a little, the Wang family might die, or even cause a catastrophe, and the entire Hutougou and Qingyang County would suffer.

fortunately.

After his examination, he found that Wang Ping'an was a genuine reincarnation, and his soul was not replaced by an old monster. He was an old monster in disguise.

The results of Feng Yanrong's examination were within his expectations, but he was still very happy to hear the conclusion he wanted from Feng Yanrong. After all, Wang Ping'an had become more and more mysterious during this period of time. Recently, he even snatched the jade flute from Feng Yanrong's waist in front of him and played it in front of everyone. It was obviously a funeral music that he had learned from the opera troupe.

The sad music played led him into a fantasy world. If he did not have the ability to quickly come out of the fantasy world, he would probably have sunk into it and been unable to extricate himself.

This didn't seem like something a child of a few months old could do. Even a natural prodigy - no, to be precise, a fairy seed - couldn't do it - no, he was not even qualified to see a fairy seed. He had only heard of these natural fairies through rumors.

It's just that, according to the rumors, those born fairies have done things that are even more outrageous than Wang Ping'an. Compared with those born fairies in the legend, Wang Ping'an is nothing.

pity.

He was short-sighted. Even though he knew that Wang Ping'an was a congenital Taoist body and a natural immortal, he was happy when he saw Wang Ping'an performing miraculous acts time and time again, but at the same time, he couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart. He guessed that Wang Ping'an was not his real self, but was disguised by the old monster with his soul replaced.

Even though he had examined Wang Ping'an with special methods and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the child, he still couldn't help but have some suspicions. He worried that his special magic was not good enough, or that the old monster who replaced Wang Ping'an had a corresponding countermeasure.

Now seeing that Feng Yanrong used different methods of examination and was also able to confirm that there was nothing wrong with Wang Ping'an, the slight suspicion that had arisen in his heart was instantly shattered. How could he not be happy?
"Master Ku Mu, you are underestimating our musicians!"

Feng Yanrong sneered and said, "It's not an easy thing to take a different path of cultivation!"

Understanding the meaning of Taoist Xuanqing's words, he knew that he was talking about Wang Ping'an, a one- or two-year-old child, whose mental power was many times stronger than that of an adult. He could take other paths of cultivation, but with this advantage, it was still too difficult for him to develop in other ways of cultivation. Without waiting for Taoist Xuanqing to respond, Feng Yanrong stood up and walked towards an inconspicuous location.

"Feng Daoyou, do you want to leave because of something?"

Taoist Xuanqing looked at Feng Yanrong's back as she turned and left and asked.

"Master Ku Mu, I will not leave until you agree and this child follows me to join Le Shan to practice Buddhism!"

Feng Yanrong stopped and turned to look at Taoist Xuanqing, but her eyes fell on Wang Pingan who was lying on the ground beside her. Even though it was not the first time she had seen him, she could not help but show a fiery look in her eyes when she saw Wang Pingan again. Without waiting for Taoist Xuanqing to speak, she continued:
"As for where I'm going, don't you know, Taoist Master Ku Mu?"

“Feng Daoist, it’s very difficult to get this child to go to Leshan with you to practice. Even if I agree, the child’s mother won’t agree!”

Taoist Xuanqing watched Feng Yanrong turn around and leave again. He did not answer Feng Yanrong's questions, but watched Feng Yanrong go to an inconspicuous place and grab a human glans from it. He didn't know whether the monster was dead or alive, and asked with a smile:

"Feng Daoist, could it be that this turtle demon was lured here by you?"

When he saw the turtle monster in Feng Yanrong's hand, thousands of speculations immediately emerged in his mind. He was very suspicious that the turtle monster in front of him was a subordinate of the Liangshui River God. This time, he came for him and wanted to avenge Zhu Xing. However, this made him very concerned about the relationship between the Zhu family and the Liangshui River God.

perhaps.

The girl from the Zhu family was more favored by the Liangshui River God than he had imagined!
"Master Ku Mu, is this turtle monster coming for me or for you? When he wakes up, won't we know by asking him?"

Feng Yanrong smiled, her pretty face full of a playful smile. The moment she saw this turtle monster for the first time, she knew that it was coming for Taoist Priest Xuanqing. After all, she knew clearly from the constable that the Zhu family had been able to dominate Xiang County for so many years because of their relationship with the god of Liangshui River.

The turtle monster is most likely a creature from Liangshui River. It is impossible for it to sneak around the Kurumu Temple for no reason.

Not long ago.

Taoist Priest Xuanqing had just had a conflict with Zhu Xing when some subordinates of the Liangshui River God ran to the side of the Kurumu Temple. She didn't believe that they were not coming for Taoist Priest Xuanqing, but this was actually a good thing for her.

(End of this chapter)