"The truth that the temple has been collecting [the undead] over the years...may have surfaced."

Gu Shen said calmly: "If the great elder of the temple was contaminated, maybe there were other people who were infected by the disaster in that battle... In any case, people infected by the underworld fire disaster need to survive if they want to survive.

Use the [Immortal] to extend your life."

Song Ci was stunned for a moment: "Use the [Immortal] to extend your life?"

"The blood of the [Immortal] has unparalleled vitality and can resist the invasion of disasters to a great extent." Gu Shen said: "Inject the blood of the [Immortal] into your own body, and then send your blood to the [Immortal]

】Body... This is equivalent to completing a 'rebirth'. As for the length of this life, it depends on the blood activity of the [Undead]."

Song Ci fell silent.

The truth revealed by Gu Shen at this moment made him unable to believe it.

Although I hate Guangming City...

But Song Ci never thought that people in the temple could do such a thing.

“It’s understandable that you will do anything in order to survive.”

Gu Shen saw Song Ci's thoughts, and he said slowly: "Actually, there are more cruel and cruel methods... It's just that the temple has no control over it."

Immortality.

If the great elder masters the art of immortality, more people will die!

"So, the Holy Inquisitor found me and hoped that I would return to Guangming City...it was just a pretense."

Song Ci murmured: "From the beginning, all they wanted was my blood."

"I also hate Guangming City. But only a few people should know about this kind of thing."

Gu Shen said: "Those Holy Inquisitors who persuaded you to go to the west were just pawns at best. They may have wanted you to return to Xizhou from the bottom of their hearts and accept the cleansing of light... But it is foreseeable that if you really accept it,

If you are washed by light, then the final outcome is to have all the blood drained out, and then you will be covered in disasters and die of exhaustion."

"Click."

Song Ci silently clenched his fists.

He stood up and left the yard without saying a word.

Gu Shen appeared in front of him instantly, smiled and said: "Do you want to assassinate the great elder of the temple in Guangming City?"

"He wants to kill me, of course I will kill him!"

There were blue veins bulging on Song Ci's forehead.

For him, there is no such thing as an "overnight feud".

His enemies often don't survive the second night!

Gu Shen's expression did not change, and he said with a teasing smile: "Why, all the results of six years of practice in Mr. Bai Shu's divine domain have been returned? Do you still remember how to write the word "Jingjing"?

"..."

Song Ci fell silent.

There are only a few people in the world who can bring him back to his senses with a few words.

Madam, Nan Jin, and Gu Shen, after studying in the cemetery for six years, Mr. Bai Shu can also be regarded as one.

"He wants to kill you, even if you don't kill him, I will kill him."

Gu Shen said slowly: "It's just that this is Guangming City, and he is the elder of the temple... When and how to kill is a very important matter. The elder of the temple is several years older than us combined.

Wheel, I don’t know how many years have passed since he entered the title realm. Even though he is very old now, it is not so easy to kill him."

After Song Ci calmed down and thought about it, his every move was now controlled by the temple.

The great elder must be wary of the mental loss caused by that wisp of fire dream.

Doing it yourself will do you a lot of harm and nothing good.

"Tell me, what should I do?"

Song Ci said in a deep voice: "I will listen to you!"
Chapter completed!