"Can't you say?" Kunpeng's smile remained unchanged, "I have a way."

As he said that, he reached out to hold it out of thin air and a coma appeared in her hand.

Being tightly clutched to the neck.

It was the Nine-Headed Worm who was in a coma.

What Kunpeng did was nothing more than to investigate the memories in his mind and pursue Liu Changsheng's roots.

Seeing this scene, Liu Changsheng felt nervous.

After all, some flaws were left. The Nine-Headed Insect had a scene about his passing through the heavenly tribulation. Kunpeng was very likely to guess that he was pretending to be garlic just now.

This copper coin incarnation is in danger after all.

As he thought, Kunpeng found the first scene in the memory of the Nine-Headed Worm when he passed through the heavenly tribulation.

However, Kunpeng quickly skipped the picture.

It’s not that she doesn’t pay attention to it, but that a celestial immortal who has just survived the heavenly tribulation is at most a true immortal. How could she not be able to figure out her roots?

Compared to what the Nine-Headed Worm saw, she believed more about what she saw.

After all, all memories can be modified.

‘Gold-winged Roc Eagle? Not necessarily, but it is true that I understand ancient history so much. I think this Kong Xuan is really his identity.’

Thinking of this, Kunpeng suddenly felt that everything before made sense.

If it were Kong Xuan, he would be a little qualified to call her "Fellow Daoist". The five-colored divine light can avoid the calculation of the secret.

Back then, the dragon clan used the luck of the whole clan to fill the turbid spring, but the phoenix clan did not have such good luck, but more or less, it also moistened some of the first peacock in the world, Kong Xuan, after the phoenix clan, after the phoenix clan, the first peacock in the world, Kong Xuan!

Kunpeng put away his feather fan, put down the nine-headed insect, put his hands together, bowed slightly to Liu Changsheng, and smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan, he is hiding well."

Kong Xuan?

Liu Changsheng was stunned.

He really wanted to pry Kunpeng's head open and see, what did she do to make up for the moment just now?

The thoughts in my mind turn sharply.

Now in front of him, there are three choices.

1. Denied Kong Xuan's identity, and allowed Kunpeng to take away the nine-headed insect, and then completely broke away from the Black Shuijian.

Although he left many arrangements here, it was also related to his calculations for a while later, no matter what the calculations were, it was useless in the face of this absolute strength.

2. Acknowledge Kong Xuan's identity, and then try to make a fuss with Kunpeng and Hu. Maybe you can know some changes in the secrets and changes in the general trend at this moment, so as to make some plans for yourself in advance.

3. Silently leave Kunpeng to guess and make up for it himself.

Time is tight, and there is no time to give him too much time to think, and he must make a choice, and Kunpeng is watching from the side.

Liu Changsheng smiled bitterly and sighed, bowing to Kunpeng again.

It is considered to be accustomed to the identity of "Kong Xuan".

‘This is really... the phoenix family, the golden-winged roc eagle, and Kong Xuan himself were forcibly crowned on him. If Kong Xuan knew that he was doing things with his name, he would not know whether the first thing he did after leaving the mountain was to destroy himself, rather than devote himself to the Shang Dynasty as a general.’

Seeing that he agreed, Kunpeng narrowed his eyes and made adjustments to her plan in the shortest time.

"Daoist Kong Xuan also fell in love with this Nine-Headed Worm?"

As the disaster first appeared, a large number of people began to accept disciples, and ordered their disciples to enter the disaster, while as masters, they watched.

If you have the opportunity, you will also enter the disaster. If you don’t have the right opportunity, you will hide behind the scenes and avoid the disaster.

As a master, the disciple can also share a lot of benefits from the benefits of the disciples from the extreme calamity.

This is also the reason why the nine-headed insect, a alien species in the world, was favored by Kunpeng.

"The alien species in heaven and earth are happy to see the hunting. If fellow Taoist Kunpeng likes it, he will just take it away." Liu Changsheng shook his sleeves and said lightly.

Since we have confirmed the identity of "Kong Xuan", we must express our corresponding attitude.

Kunpeng pondered for a moment.

"I don't win people's love, but I hope that fellow Taoist Kong Xuan can solve my doubts."

"But it's okay."

"How do you view fellow Taoist Kong Xuan, the saint..."

After saying that, his eyes were staring at Liu Changsheng tightly.

Liu Changsheng's pupils shrank uncontrollably.

Kunpeng’s question is difficult to answer. If he doesn’t solve it properly, he will become a grudge with him.

Recalling all the information about Kunpeng in your mind.

The secret room fell silent again.

Kunpeng was not in a hurry, and slapped the feather fan in his hand, waiting for Liu Changsheng's reply.

It is very difficult for her, a Kunpeng demon master, to defeat the saint.

But if you add a quasi-saint Kong Xuan with five-colored divine light, it is really not necessarily true.

The five-colored divine light is known as the saint, and everything is not allowed to be washed away.

Liu Changsheng's face was solemn, his lips moved, and he spoke a sentence.

"The saints will not die, and the thief will not stop."

Kunpeng's feather fan stopped, his pupils shrunk, and his feather shawl swung without wind.

This is a very disrespectful word that falls into the ears of the saints and is guaranteed to turn into ashes.

After being silent for a long time, Kunpeng understood the deep meaning of this sentence, looked at Liu Changsheng deeply, and bowed.

"Friends of Taoism have a better opinion."

Liu Changsheng smiled bitterly in his heart.

He thought for a long time before he came up with such a sentence. Who knows what Kunpeng has learned from it.

Immediately afterwards, Kunpeng continued, "Fellow Taoist, I have a plan. I wonder if I am willing to listen?"

"Please say it."

Kunpeng: "So this..."

"Xuan also has a word, and I need to say it to fellow Taoists."

"oh?"

"Fellow Taoist, the disaster has come."

"A disaster?"

"Let me tell you in detail for fellow Taoists..."

In the closed secret room, no sound sounded, and the two incarnations began to communicate with each other through voice transmission.

One hour later.

Kunpeng's expression changed, sometimes suddenly realized, sometimes confused, sometimes resentful, sometimes depressed, and finally returned to peace and bowed to Liu Changsheng.

"Thank you for your reminder, but I am here to look at you."

Liu Changsheng also gave up.

"I have also known such a plan, and I hope we can all get what we want."

"good."

As he finished speaking, Kunpeng's figure slowly disappeared.

Liu Changsheng looked grim and sat cross-legged back on his cushion again, sending the Nine-Headed Worm out of the secret room. Then a flash of light turned back to the appearance of a copper coin.

....

Qingxiao Sect, Wangyoufeng inside the thatched hut.

Liu Changsheng opened his eyes suddenly.

In an instant, sweat covered my forehead, sweat wet my clothes, and I gasped violently.

"I'm so scared that I actually sat down with the demon master Kunpeng..."

He, a little real immortal, successfully fooled the dignified demon master. If he said it, no one believed him.

The demon master Kunpeng is an ancient demon court think tank. It is not impossible to say that he is the most wise man in the demon clan.

This is probably what is called cleverness is mistaken by cleverness.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Changsheng began to analyze the news he heard from the demon master Kunpeng.

First, the time node was determined.

The time he was at this time was the beginning of the great tribulation of the gods in the prehistoric world, the beginning of the rift of the Three Pure Taoism, and the beginning of the two Western religions planning the power of faith in the Southern Continent.
To be continued...