Chapter 1042

Xu Feng was slightly stunned. She didn't expect that Diji was so terrible that she had the strength comparable to the top Chinese power. How terrible is this? But immediately Xu Feng thought of the language disease in he Lao dialect and immediately asked, "since it has almost disappeared, why does he say that he has her breath?"

"To say disappear does not mean to disappear. A hundred years ago, I ran into that generation of Diji and fought with her, so I could detect a trace of such a breath. The girl also has a similar smell to him He replied, puzzled in his tone, "but Diji's orthodoxy disdains to appear in the secular world. In addition, they are rarely seen in such an empire. What is the status of this girl in Diji orthodoxy and how does she have their breath? "

Hearing he Lao's words, Xu Feng also looks at Ye Si, who shows his dignity. Naturally, Ye Si would not be a person in the orthodoxy of emperor Ji, which Xu Feng can guarantee. In that case, why does Ye Si have such a breath? He Lao can't get it wrong. Ye Si has the breath of Diji, so she and Diji are implicated.

"Her strength should have just been awakened, or by their means, there would have been no breath to show." He said, "but there are not many people in the world who know this breath."

"He Lao is familiar with that generation of imperial concubines?" Xu Feng suddenly asked he Lao.

"Have a friendship!" He Lao's tone is flat.

Seeing that he Lao's tone was so plain, Xu Feng was surprised. He felt that he was pretending to cover up something. This made Xu Feng smile and gossip nonsense: "old he is not strong for others, is it?"

Xu Feng had been waiting for the old man's angry scolding, but there was no voice in his mind. It was obvious that he was silent.

"Damn it..." Xu Feng scolded in a low voice. He thought that even if the imperial concubine of that generation was not strong by him, there must be some trivia between them.

Looking at Ye Si, who is the goddess of Wang Ru's coming to the world, Xu Feng asked him again: "he Lao, do you know about the Chinese people?"

He then replied, "OK! There are more or less legends about the sacred race, the people at the top of the continent. What's the matter? "

"I have Chinese blood!" Xu Feng did not cheat, said to the old he.

He was stunned by this sentence, and then he heard his excited voice: "I guessed that the most pure Daoism can be displayed if you can possess sacred vessels and cultivate both the spirit and body at such a strength. Apart from the Chinese, there are several races that can do it. The double cultivation of spirit and body is very precious and rare for other races, but for the Chinese people, any one of them is this kind of skill. "

"I should have guessed. Ha ha, I can't believe you have Chinese blood. I just don't know whether your Chinese blood is pure or not. It's a pity that I'm in a state of soul and can't test the purity of your blood. " He Lao sighed.

"I think my blood should be very pure." Xu Feng said frankly to he Lao.

"How do you know?" He asked Xu Feng.

"I have my confidence." Xu Feng replied.

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