Peerless Famous Doctor: The Female CEO's Personal Physician

The woman was slightly surprised.

There is a soul in the bun?
So what is the difference between this and eating people?
"Well, that's right, it's indeed the breath of the soul." Shen Gongbao nodded with a smile.

At this time, a gust of wind suddenly appeared around him, and the dust on the ground flew up, hovered around this small table for a moment, and then fell still.

This is a technique that can isolate the sound.

Shen Gongbao smiled and said, "I've already inquired. The purchase channel of this stall is the same as that of other stalls. They all pick up the goods from the vegetable market about half a kilometer away from here. That is to say, it's not a problem with the goods."

The old man frowned and remained silent.

The woman raised her head and cast her eyes on the busy little boss standing beside the steamer not far away.

Shen Gongbao shook his head and explained: "It's not his problem either. He's just an ordinary person who has never practiced before. How can he extract the soul of the underworld?"

The woman bowed her head and said nothing.

After smoking a Huazi, Zhang Zhenren, who lit another one, coughed and asked, "Why is that?"

The old man was silent for a moment, and noticed something strange in Shen Gongbao's eyes, but he didn't answer his question just now.

He flicked the cigarette ash, and said instead: "You know, the underworld is connected to the inner world of the frontier, and there is only a seal in the middle, but because of the chaos in the inner world of the frontier, not only the inner and outer seals have loosened, but even the inner and outer seals have loosened. There is also a problem with the seal of the connected underworld."

"Not long ago, I sensed some strands of souls in Feng, and guessed that there might be trouble in the underworld. Then I promised you, let you go in and see the situation... It's not just me, I think, Xue Lingxian should be the same .”

"Shen Gongbao, although the three guardians of the world are idlers, time is also precious, so if you have anything to say, you should say it directly and clearly, and don't go around in circles. Because that will only upset us."

When he said the last sentence, the eyes of the old man with 'Huazi' between his fingers suddenly burst into a majestic brilliance, unintentional, but it made the viewers terrified.

The old man's birth was not amiable, but his appearance was mediocre, and he belonged to the kind that you can catch a lot on the street, so he gave people a very ordinary feeling.But some people know that this old man with crossed legs, hunched back, and a cigarette in his hand is definitely one of the best in the real world even if he looks at the entire human world.

Shen Gongbao smiled and nodded.

In front of this frighteningly senior Zhang Zhenren, even though Shen Gongbao had made great contributions to the human race, he did not dare to claim credit for himself.

He knew that the real body of this real person was Zhang Ying, the descendant of the Yellow Emperor among the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and the father of the Jade Emperor who later benefited the most from the Conferred God Plan.

Although his real body is currently staying in the inner border of the border and cannot come out temporarily, this does not affect the mysterious connection between them. If we think about it a little further, if one day, the inner border of the border is opened, The real Zhang Ying came out. If he knew from the "clone" in front of him at this time that Shen Gongbao had disrespected him, then, let alone the god of water diversion, it was Yuanshi Tianzun who came to intercede. It takes half a layer of skin off to offset this crime.

After all, he, Shen Gongbao, was just a member of the monster clan. Although he later took refuge in humans, he was not of our race after all, and he was never trusted by humans.

In front of Zhang Ying, his immortal position of "dividing the sea god" is like the shabbyness of a royal family member meeting a ninth-rank sesame official in a county government, which is not worth mentioning.

"I suspect that those souls who escaped from the underworld came from here." Shen Gongbao suddenly raised his head and pointed to this small stall. Standing there, he saw Shen Gongbao's movements, and thought that this distinguished guest who paid 3 yuan to buy his shop for a whole day had some orders, so he hurried over... Shen Gongbao waved his hand, signaling the boss to go on He was busy with his own work, then turned his head, and said to the two people at the table: "Don't you find it strange about the stove?"

Zhang Ying frowned, and sent out a ray of consciousness to explore the stove fire.

The appearance of the stove is not much different from that of ordinary rural homes. The cylindrical appearance is covered with thick mud, but the mud has been baked by high temperature and hard as stones. There is an opening on the top and bottom, and the bottom is , is used to add firewood, and the top is used to place pots... Because it is a restaurant business after all, the stove is a few circles larger than that of ordinary farmers.But other than that... there's no other difference.

When Zhang Ying's consciousness came to the stove, he searched around the surface first, because of Shen Gongbao's slightly mysterious tone just now, he was very suspicious and careful, even more careful than before when he was looking for treasures in the deep mountains and old forests Several times, but unfortunately, nothing abnormal was found on the surface of the stove.

Zhang Ying frowned, and then probed into the stove with her spiritual consciousness.

Wisps of spiritual consciousness drilled into the surface of the stove, and immediately felt a rush of heat, but it was still an ordinary heat, which was emitted by the firewood burning inside.Zhang Ying's white eyebrows were deeply frowned, and he noticed that the flames from the firewood seemed a little abnormal...

It seems that there is a little more unusual breath than the ordinary flame.

After thinking for a long time, he finally understood where this unusual trace appeared.

"Well, it's the soul, that's right." Zhang Ying said while closing her eyes.

Close your eyes, and a picture is born in your mind.

He saw that in the fiery boundless sea of ​​flames, there seemed to be countless strange faces looming along with the flames.

Every face is a separate soul.

These souls are suffering.

"In other words, it was used as a kind of nourishment." Shen Gongbao suddenly said with a smile: "If I guess correctly, under this stove is the place where souls escape from the underworld, or in other words, it is a crack... But, I don't know. Which cultivator with supernatural powers would have cracked here even if he arrived here many years ago, and set up a magic circle in advance..."

That's right, under the stove is a small magic circle.

The function of the formation is to let the escaped souls endure the torment of the flames. If they can bear it, they will dig out the cracks completely. If they can't bear it, they will ignite with the flames and disappear in smoke.

Zhang Ying's consciousness continued to probe downward, and sure enough, a small magic circle was found under the burning firewood pile.

This formation is very mysterious, even if he is well-informed and searches all the knowledge systems in his mind, he can't guess which master or teacher this formation came from.

Zhang Ying was silent for a moment, then said: "Well, that's right, the formation can absorb the yin energy of Fengdu and turn the yin into yang. This method alone is against the sky, not to mention that he can use the yang energy to compress it into one that can specifically control the yin soul." However, judging by the technique, the person who arranged the formation at that time must have been a little... a little sloppy, or even sloppy. Because the formation is mysterious and true, but the formation diagram below is as messy as a child's cursive script , it looks like you did it carelessly."

Shen Gongbao nodded, he had already discovered this.

"So, can we start taking action?" At this time, the woman who had been silent sitting next to her suddenly asked.

Hearing the woman speak, the other two were taken aback, then Shen Gongbao smiled and said: "Of course, you can start anytime."

Shen Gongbao took out a space pocket from his bosom.

"If you want to enter the Underworld, you have to cross the Naihe Bridge, but the Naihe Bridge has been guarded by the human sage Meng Po for countless years. She made a rule that only the dead can cross the bridge. For countless years, this rule has only been broken once. That is, during the battle between gods and demons, one of the three emperors, the human emperor, Fuxi, went to intercede in person, and finally persuaded Po Meng with the righteousness of the human race, and let the three emperors and five emperors and their entourage, the sixteen saints, go. In addition, this The rules have continued to this day and have never been broken again."

He took a box out of his pocket.

The box is boxy and unremarkable.

There is a lock on it.

The lock is a small golden lock, and the lock body seems to be shining with dazzling colors in the sun.

Shen Gongbao held the box and continued: "In ancient times, human tribes were roughly divided into five, five large tribes. In fact, if roughly divided, they can be said to be five human races, and they are divided by gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Every tribe has its own characteristics. For example, the Jin tribe does not have saint-level powerhouses in its tribe, but the Jin tribe is best at making weapons. Most of the magic weapons used by saints in other tribes come from Jin tribe. The Mu clan is good at medical skills. Shennong’s ancestors came from the Mu clan. The Shui and Fire clans are headed by the water god Gonggong and the fire god Zhurong Suiren respectively. The last Tu clan, very It's low-key..."

When he said this, Shen Gongbao's eyes became hot. He looked at the wooden box in his hand and murmured: "Although this race is very low-key, no one has ever underestimated it because of its low-key. The reason is that It's because of this thing in my hand."

The old man and the woman seemed to have thought of something, and their expressions suddenly changed.

Xue Lingxian, who had spoken no more than a hundred sentences for thousands of years, was in a trance, and murmured, "Is it the soil of the Empress?"

Shen Gongbao nodded.

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