But A Jing smiled and popped up an air ball, knocked on Chen Guanshui's forehead, and cursed with a smile: "What do you think of me as when you look at your eyes? Is it really so embarrassing in your heart? Or do you think that after reading a few more books, you understand everything in this world, and think that everyone is thinking the same as your mind?"

"Don't you really think that the Moon Palace of Thirty-Two is really the Moon Palace you think?"

A Jing looked at Chen Guanshui's still angry eyes, but did not explain it to him. Instead, he stretched out his finger and bounced the thirty-two golden book leaves, and slowly said, "Chen Guanshui, you know that Luofu has thirty-three rich business businesses, and your aunt Chen Liuer's Liuer's Liuer's Liuer is also one of them. But those are just a few signs that Luofu is in broad daylight, so do you know how many guilds Luofu has in private? Just in the information line, how many Nascent Soul monks like the Thirty-Two are running around the world? Do you know what the real official position Thirty-Two holds in Luofu's dark tribe is?"

Before Chen Guanshui could do anything, A Jing directly gave the answer: "I am the Nascent Soul under Zhou Tianxing of Luofu Artifacts Department who is specifically responsible for the East China Sea. Thirty-two is the Luofu Ancient Tribe who is specially placed in the East China Sea to cooperate with me. Since you, Chen Guanshui, has accepted the book left by Thirty-two, you are now under the jurisdiction of Luofu Ancient Tribe. From today on, you can be considered one of the people who are cooperating with me in the East China Sea."

Chen Guanshui listened quietly to A Jing’s words, thinking in his heart why she said this, and then he realized that he was really thinking about it in the same place just now.

Thirty-two is no longer in a mess, and sheltering those female cultivators who cling to him as she did when she climbed the Feitian Cloud Boat in Yangzhou City. She is always a famous Nascent Soul monk on Luofu Mountain. He always has his "Tao" as the Nascent Soul, and also has his arrogance as the old Nascent Soul. In the mirage illusion of A Jing in front of her, hundreds of Nascent Souls who died in battle were buried in the mirage of A Jing; then Thirty-two, who are at the same source as A Jing, will never fall to establishing that kind of inhuman cage like that monkey.

After thinking about it carefully, Chen Guanshui noticed a misunderstanding in his own thinking.

I am still too young.

I am just an eighteen-year-old boy, just a beginner in the cultivation world who has read hundreds of thousands of Taoist books, and a young monk who has just built a foundation. Perhaps because of the convenience of dream magical powers, I have seen too much darkness in the world and too many of the noble monks in the Wu Kingdom secretly survived. I have even found the bloody past events that can prove my views from the historical books of the cultivation world specially edited by Confucianism. I really think that the world is the same as what I imagined.

They are all strict and solidified classes, all insects and insects struggling desperately in the cage, all the tragedy that can only enjoy short-term peace like ephemerals, and all the little crabs that cannot help but rise and fall in the tide. Those who are superior are all beasts that cannibalize, and they all like to use the life, dignity, blood, and flesh of the lower ones to please themselves.

But why didn't I think about it? Everything I saw was because I stood under the waterfall, and could only face the torrents of the sky but could not see the river above the cliff; standing in a group of mushrooms with short life, I imagined that the towering trees were also devouring dead trunks like me; standing in the depression between the two mountains, seeing the swamps of water beside me, I thought that the mountains in the distance were also made of mud.

But how is that possible?

The simplest example is also the color that all atrocities must be exaggerated, what all thugs are willing to do, the source of all depravity, the beginning of all sins, that is, sexual matters between men and women. But what can make oneself happy, the 18-year-old boy happy, the thirty-two pleasures that have been thirty-one for countless times? What can make oneself outrageous, what can make oneself full of anger, what can make oneself full of resentment, what can be disgusted after the shock of the first meeting, and a desire and trembling, what should be the same as the one who also moved the thirty-two Nascent Soul monk?

Chen Guanshui didn't know the answer. The only thing he could be sure about in his heart was that if Thirty-Two really had such degeneration and indulgence, he might not have grown to achievement above the Golden Elixir.

Below the Golden Pill, you can also rely on resources to pile up hard. There are countless cheap methods to easily overcome this step of the Golden Pill. However, every step in the Golden Pill will be a completely different way.

Chen Guanshui didn't know how to go about the future path of the Jindan. He was still confused even when he practiced below, but he still knew one thing. That is, the six words "Tao, Dharma, art, mind, nature, and action" are really important.

Then the "Tao" of Thirty-two is obviously inclined to "change, hide, spy", like a polyhedron that changes at any time and adjusts the outermost image according to the situation it faces at any time. It is simply not related to "Tao" such as "crazy, terror, whip, and enslavement". Even if that "Moon Palace" really imitates Zhou Jia's moon palace, it will not be as terrifying as the extreme abyss that you think in your heart. Can Thirty-two still act recklessly according to the "Zhu Yan Secret Record" and deviate from your six aspects, and make yourself die alive?

With the first doubt in his heart, his eyes could no longer hold on to anger. Chen Guanshui was also brave enough to act and acted so he directly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the 21st page of the book leaf, and began to sacrifice and refine it bit by bit according to the sacrificial method taught by A Jing.

As for what A Jing said just now, Chen Guanshui also heard it in his ears, but it quickly put it aside.

He was recruited by Luofu's dark tribe and became a small protrusion on a tentacle of the giant Luofu. He had to accept instructions from nowhere, from which corner, from which level, from which to where, use not knowing which identity, approaching who doesn't know, listen to his words, observe his behavior, judge his tendency towards Luofu, and spy on the heights he can reach in the future. He might play a role in a major situation in Luofu below. Chen Guanshui was mentally prepared for such a recruitment, but he did not take it seriously.

Because not every spy has to play the role of an assassin and a killer. Many times, spys, especially those with foundation-building skills like themselves, the most responsible way is to be a slightly more active bystander. Some of those things related to killing are done by Luofu monks who are several times stronger than the target. Luofu can still use the thirty-two similar Nascent Souls to do the things that hunt deep intelligence.

As for the battle between Luofu and other sects, it was only in the small circle of the real people of the soul. It was impossible for him to have any relationship with him, a small person.

In other words, as long as you make a scale on a pine ball on a branch on a thousand-foot giant pine, it is even just a part of the scale. As long as you do your duty, then you can do things by yourself and reward them, what else can you worry about?

But what is more important in front of you is to sacrifice the book leaves on the 21st page - "Moon Palace". The simplest thing is to be able to understand the spatial profile inside; to find where Ruan Hongyu is now and know her current situation.

No matter whether Ruan Hongyu wanted to kill herself in despair, whether she was hung on the collar because of Luofu's horror, and no matter whether she really attached herself and let herself play with her body with the same thoughts as those women, or whether she was intimidated by Mr. Fengyue when she did it for the first time. But, she always fell in front of her eyes from a free Jindan monk nine days ago, step by step, from just nine days ago, becoming a place where she was forbidden, controlled, and deprived of her freedom.

In just eight days, he fell into depravity.

It's always sad and pitiful.
Chapter completed!