According to incomplete statistics, most of the reincarnated people were born into poverty, and very few were born as immortals.

"No, you are a Chinese citizen, my compatriot."

"This is your place, and people are just memories." Xu Manhong used her own power to slightly influence the other person, turning it into words of encouragement.

The Li Changsheng in those memories was completely opposite to the one in his impression.

"These are all souls? Are you crazy? There is more than one reincarnation."

This. Is this a divine soul?

"Are you going to make a mistake too?"

The spiritual platform is very large, far larger than the average foundation-building monk. In this case, it is either a peerless genius or a reincarnation, and the latter is more likely.

One of the female monks picked up a syringe filled with blue liquid and added it to her vein. Hao Yu's nervous thoughts were relieved at this moment, as if all the stress generated during this period had disappeared.

Xu Manhong was pushed forward half a step, and the Taoist's half-cast eyes turned to look at him. It was clearly a memory, but it was immersive.

Everyone's faces were lost in thought, and countless thoughts and speculations seemed to flash through their eyes. Some people began to whisper among themselves. The atmosphere was slightly dignified and serious. For them, this operation was no less than dealing with nuclear waste.

"Can you show me around here?" Xu Manhong asked like a friend. This is the most commonly used technique for soul searching.

While Qingxuzi was thinking, a monk had already taken the elixir and put it into the mouth of the foundation-building monk who was affected by the sequelae. After helping others to send the Buddha to the west, Qingxuzi casually helped him refine the elixir.

This is the real Hao Yu, a demonic witch who practices the method of furnace cauldron.

In fact, he didn't want to believe the memories he saw. The Living Immortal took action several times to save Shenzhou from fire and water. If the Living Immortal killed someone, he must have had deep intentions.

But believe it or not, the government has not stopped exploring the history of the spiritual world. The monks do not care about this matter, but the Chinese government attaches great importance to it. Since ancient times, China has a tradition of remembering history, whether it is from China or overseas.

And when she looked up again, Hao Yu's figure had disappeared, replaced by split and folded faces, their eyes closed, calm and peaceful, both men and women, old and young.

It's called rescue, but it actually wants to complete the understanding of living immortals.

This news reached the ears of Qingxuan who was far away in Qidi. Of course, there were also inquiries from the government. The answer he got was very concise and clear. The living immortal could not bear the trouble of the times and used killing to stop killing.

Tang Yuan raised his head and pointed at the Taoist who was stained with blood, pushed Xu Manhong, and said: "That's him. If you kill him, everything will be liberated. I, Hao Yu, and everyone will be liberated."

Xu Manhong suppressed the surprise in her heart and turned her gaze to Tang Yuan again. At this moment, the other party was also looking at her. His eyes were slightly dull, and he was obviously still under the effect of the soul-soothing potion.

"It's not important. No matter what happens to the immortal in my memory, it's impossible to do anything to him. Rather than this, we should think about whether we want to contact Hao Yu's soul."

But with such great achievements and power, he never coveted China's resources. Without the propaganda of Qingxuan and others, the world would not even know that he did it.

Xu Manhong took half a step back, her face full of disbelief, and a bad guess came to her mind.

Matters related to living immortals are special emergencies with the highest priority. The company went directly to Tianting, and soon it was reported to Zhongshu Mansion. The prime minister decided to urgently mobilize the monks in the soul field near Tiandu to form a team in just half a day.

A team of 30 people participated in the rescue mission.

"Fart, I am Taoist Hao Yu."

An ordinary Taoist wearing a half-red and half-white Taoist robe dyed with blood held an ancient sword in his hand, and there were corpses everywhere at his feet.

Qing Xuzi's first reaction was also disbelief, saying: "Maybe you were affected by the other party's soul. In our modern terms, memory is subjective."

"The living immortals have killed many people, very many people, whether they are on the righteous path or the devil's path." The foundation-building monk suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and covered his mouth with his hands as if he wanted to spit it out.

Stay calm, stay calm no matter what happens.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, all members of the special soul search team arrived.

Someone objected: "She is a deaf-mute lawyer who specializes in serving deaf-mute people. She also has a blind mother at home. I think her humanity has been able to resist until now, and now it has inevitably deformed."

"Is it possible that Tang Yuan's memory is incomplete? Or maybe Hao Yu wants you to see those memories. This is what caused the 717 incident."

"ah!!!!!"

The sound spread throughout the operating room, and the monks around him were stunned for a moment, and then the two closest monks shot at Xu Manhong in unison. They slammed her to the ground and locked her body.

She struggled desperately and shouted crazily:

"Can't save, can't save, absolutely can't save!"
Chapter completed!