Chapter 406: Exclusive patent

Old Stone Ghost, haven't you already left the main altar, and you haven't seen him for so many years, so what are you doing again? "
After worshipping the sacred fire, the green-haired old man's face was as cold as ice, and he shouted to the gray-robed old man, his tone full of teasing and sarcasm.
The Five Poison Boy was startled, took a deep look at the gray robe old man, and said inwardly.
That is one of the four major guardians of this religion, the corpse king Shi Xingfeng?
Legend has it that he has left the total altar for nearly a hundred years, but he actually returned this time?
Shi Xingfeng didn't look at him, just smiled coldly, and said proudly: Poisonous old ghost, you are an old man willing to come back to see your stinky face. Had it not been for the fact that the sect would be in great trouble, the old man would not have stepped into this place again. "
Is this teacher in trouble? I do not know how? "
With a sneer, the Poison King pouted noncommittal: This teaching has been thriving under the care of the old man these years. I don't know how prosperous it is. How could a disaster come? "
Old poisonous ghost, you are so shameless. In the past few decades, how the sacred religion has been half-dead? After you became an old man living in seclusion in the mountains, did you not know it at all? In the past hundred years, the reputation of the holy religion has been weakened day by day. I almost never remember that there is such a sign of the holy fire in the world. You are really embarrassed to blow it. The old thing is incompetent, so quickly give up and let more capable people take charge of the house. Don't occupy the pit or shit, and ruin the foundation of the sacred religion. "
You said the old man ruined the foundation of Shengjiao Wannian? "
The face couldn't help but a fierce twitch, the poison king looked at Shi Xingfeng with a look of resentment and said: You, an old man who lives with dead bodies every day, speaks with conscience. Back then, the sacred religion fell apart, and the big guys fell apart. They could walk and retreat. No one took the survival of the sacred seriously. It is the old man who has worked hard for so many years and has maintained the foundation of Shengjiao. You, the shopkeeper, still have the face to blame the old man now? Who is so shameless, huh! "
You said it nicely, but who can you blame? When everyone recommended the leader, you just wanted to be, are you that piece of material? "
I’m not that piece of material, are you guys? This is not an insistence between the old man, but the old man, no one in the church has the ability to take care of the sacred religion. The old man can't look at the sacred education and destroy it in the hands of others. "
You just say that you want to be the leader, you have to be in power if you want to be in power. Why do you find so many excuses? "
What power does the old man hold? Over the past hundred years, the old man has never been called the leader, and he is still just the king of the teachings. The old man just wants to wait for someone who is truly capable of being a leader to appear, and then recommend him to take charge of the teaching, without selfish intentions. "
Come on, you want to become the leader of your own life, but do you agree with the guardian? Does the Type Five Army listen to you? Will the Sun Moon Star three strange waiters personally protect you? It’s not that you don’t want to, you are powerless, hehe..."
you……"
The face couldn't help but a fierce twitch, the poison king was ridiculed by the corpse king and his face turned greener.
The high-ranking priests around him watched this scene, and they couldn't help smiling brightly and stepped forward to persuade them.
The two lords of the Karmapa, let’s say a few words less, because peace is the most important thing! "
Get out, what's the matter with you here, just go there! "
With a loud shout, the two old men glared at everyone at the same time, and immediately stunned the congregants back to their bodies, afraid to speak.
After pondering for a while, the Poison King took a deep breath, calmed down, and said lightly: Old things, although we had some troubles at the beginning, the old man knew that you didn't accept the old man's teaching at all. But when the holy religion is in trouble, you can come back here again, and the old man is very grateful to have a heart of apologetics. "
Hmph, the old man is not here to help you, thank you for using it? The old man is also the protector of the Holy Church. Even if he has lived in the mountains and forests for many years, when the holy religion is in trouble, he will surrender his life to protect the teaching. This is the duty of the old man. It has nothing to do with you, don't be passionate. "
Well, well, the old man is not affectionate. You traveled all the way back to the apologist, you are kind and righteous, and the old man admires you very much, right? It’s just that the old man still doesn’t understand. Our sacred sect is doing well right now, and there is no martial arts sect, who is besieging this sect under the banner of justice and demonization. Who do you hear that we are in trouble? "
Old stuff, I said you weren't supposed to be the leader of the church. The catastrophe is imminent, and you still don't know it. Sooner or later, the holy religion will destroy your hands, huh! "
Unable to hum, the corpse king looked at him contemptuously, his complexion quickly became serious, and he shouted: The old ghost king is back! "
What, he's back? "
His pupils couldn't help shrinking fiercely, and the Poison King's face was full of resentment, and he gritted his teeth with hatred: This sacred traitor, he actually has a face to appear? If it weren't for him, how could our church be besieged by the top ten empires, how could the leader die tragically, and how could the sacred church fall apart now? This sacred sinner, he still has the face to come back? The old man really wanted to pump his muscles, peeled his skin, and cut him..."
okay! "
The King of Poison hadn’t finished speaking, the King of Zombie couldn’t help rolling his eyes and sneered: We can only have a mouth addiction. If we really fight with the old ghost of Rebirth, he is the four guardians. The leader of the teaching law king, the strength is above us, and the scheming is unpredictable, the city is extremely deep, and we are not his opponents at all. Besides, he didn't come back alone this time. "
Not alone? Who else? "
A group of three mountains and five mountains, the underworld demon who have been famous for hundreds of years! "
His eyes sighed slightly, and the king of the dead said with a heavy face: He recently established a Black Soul Sect, with the intention of reviving the Black Soul Tree again and dominating the world. "
What... he is going to resurrect that harmful thing again? How did you know? "
When the old man searched the corpses of the world's masters for refining, he inadvertently found the corpses of members of the Black Soul Sect. Although their souls were burned out because of the black soul mark of the ghost king, there were still some memory fragments in the brain. The old man learned about this and hurried out to stop him. "
Huh? Can memory fragments be extracted when the soul is burned out?
Yang Feng, who had been hiding in the dark outside the hall, couldn't help but wonder when hearing his words.
Because Yan Tianxing and the others clearly said that once the soul is destroyed, there is no evidence of death, and even the memory cannot be found, but this corpse king can actually...
As a master at playing with corpses, he can actually find memories from dead bodies. "
Yang Feng was thinking about it, and the Poison King couldn't help but praise.
Raising his head triumphantly, the king of the dead believes with a full face: This is nothing, the world only knows that the memory is in the soul, but it has forgotten that there are memory fragments in the brain. As long as the corpse hasn't died for too long, and the brain has not been damaged or decayed, something can always be investigated from it. Of course, this kind of technique can only be done by my corpse king after years of research on dead corpses. The words of others... Hmph, I can't think of it. "
It turns out that this is a unique skill, an exclusive patent.
Sure enough, this Sacred Huo cult is full of talents, and even the corpse is playing with flowers. It is different from others, which is really impressive.
Looking deeply at the arrogant expression of the corpse king, Yang Feng nodded secretly...