I'm not immortal

Chapter 435 is over for now?

As the voice dispersed, a pair of sharp eyes locked on Jiang Qi.

But the next moment, there was a blank look in those eyes.

"You are not Wang Boan, who are you?"

After a brief shock, Jiang Qi regained his composure. Hearing the man's words, he cupped his hands and said, "I have seen the great demon Boqi. This junior is a disciple of Saint Wang from another life. Although he is not Saint Wang, he is Saint Wang." Half a disciple."

In front of Wang Yangming, Jiang Qi said boldly.

When Wang Yangming heard this, he didn't say anything.

He did pass on a magical power to Jiang Qi, and it was said that he was half a master. From a certain point of view, Jiang Qi's words were not a lie.

When Birch heard this, he nodded, believing it.

Because just now Jiang Qi used Wang Yangming's original magical power, which was specially created to trace his whereabouts. Birch himself had suffered many times, and Jiang Qi was able to use Wang Yangming's magical power, so he could be said to be his disciple.

Birch sighed when he thought of this.

"I never thought time would fly by so fast!"

"Hundreds of years have passed in a hurry!"

"I think my old friend's bones have melted. Do you know where he is buried? I will pay him a personal visit in a while and get close to him."

"what?"

Jiang Qi was a little confused when he heard these murderous words.

At that time, Wang Yangming next to him laughed helplessly.

"This guy's temper is still as bad as ever!"

Wang Yangming himself has a deep understanding of this evil habit of joking with people, but his temper is unpredictable. Sometimes it is just a joke, but it may cause people to lose their lives.

"Just tell him, it doesn't matter if he whips the corpse or crushes the bones and spreads ashes."

Jiang Qi didn't think anything was wrong at first, but when he heard Wang Yangming say this, he suddenly felt a little unhappy.

"Great Demon Boqi, do you know what Saint Wang did for you in the past?"

"Back then, you became a demon, sacrificed all living beings, and performed the bloody feast. Saint Wang knew about it. Although he wiped out all your hundreds of years of cultivation and beheaded your body, he still left you a glimmer of hope."

"I even helped you build the tomb of the living and help you refine your demonic nature. All these things are done without even a single word from you, okay?"

Jiang Qi asked in a fierce tone.

Listening to Jiang Qi's words, Birch recalled the events of that time again, and his eyes became a little blurry.

"So what? Am I still being manipulated by others now?"

Birch grinned with a ferocious expression, while Yan Beiqiu next to him didn't say a word, just listened quietly.

However, Jiang Qi, who was familiar with Birch's past, suddenly understood something when he saw the two people in front of him.

Is this Yan Beiqiu actually the descendant of the person behind the plot against Birch?

"I think this is exactly what Saint Wang wants to know."

Jiang Qi considered his words and spoke carefully.

"You should know that Saint Wang has no intention of harming you. Now that you are in this situation, it must not be what he wants."

"So, what exactly happened back then?"

After hearing Jiang Qi's question, Birch suddenly opened his eyes.

"Who on earth are you and how do you know so much about what happened back then?"

Jiang Qi's words successfully made Bo Qi wary. Even Wang Yangming's disciples should not know these past events, especially in such detail.

It was as if he had witnessed what happened back then!
But how is this possible? Only he and Wang Bo'an know what happened back then.

"Or are you just that old ghost Wang Bo'an?"

Birch scanned Jiang Qi from head to toe, already doubting Jiang Qi's origins.

"Haha, Birch doesn't have to guess who I am!"

"I am not Wang Shouren!"

Hearing what Jiang Qi said, Birch let out a cold snort.

"After all, you shouldn't be him either!"

"Okay, I am in a good mood today. Since you are his disciple, I will let you live. Just go!" Birch waved his hand to persuade him to retreat.

Jiang Qi was unmoved when he saw his actions, and his appearance also made Birch curious.

"What, boy, do you really want to die?"

Jiang Qi looked at the long-famous big demon in front of him with a faint smile on his face.

"Big Demon Birch, it's not that I look down on you, but I'm afraid you still can't do it with your current abilities."

"I'm afraid you're the one who said you couldn't wait to escape!"

Birch's expression instantly turned cold, and he looked at Jiang Qi in front of him with a cold look in his eyes.

"Boy is crazy!"

His body twists and turns, undergoing thousands of changes and various methods.

Jiang Qi took a deep breath and put his whole body on guard. This was the big demon Boqi, how could he be compared to a small character like Yan Beiqiu.

Just when Jiang Qi was fully prepared, Boqi suddenly became illusory in front of him, and at the same time, Yan Beiqiu also lost his whereabouts.

Even the Qianxiang demon and the unconscious Lu Fan dispersed without a trace.

Jiang Qi blinked, suddenly feeling empty.

Is this gone?

Wang Yangming actually looked like this.

"His temper is still as bad as ever!"

"This is Birch. Be careful when dealing with him in the future. Don't believe anything he says, otherwise you will be the unlucky one!"

Listening to Wang Yangming's wise words, Jiang Qi just nodded.

"And now it seems that Birch's power has not been completely restored, otherwise there is no way he could have just let it go without even a single test."

"That's a good thing!"

"Mix the good with the bad. Don't forget that the flesh and blood of the sacrifices are all in Birch's hands. Once he starts holding a blood-killing feast, it will only take a moment for him to restore his previous cultivation."

"Your time is running out!"

Wang Yangming's words made Jiang Qi suddenly feel a sense of urgency.

He had almost forgotten all of this.

Thinking that all five sacrifices carefully planned by Yan Beiqiu had been received, Jiang Qi's mood was a little explosive.

"Let's take one step at a time."

"Zhang Ning!"

Jiang Qi called Zhang Ning's name, but no one responded for a long time.

He looked back and saw Zhang Ning looking at him curiously.

"What are you looking at?"

"Of course it's up to you!"

"When did you become Wang Yangming's disciple?"

A smile appeared on Zhang Ning's eyebrows. When she heard Jiang Qi say this before, she almost didn't laugh out loud.

She knew all about Jiang Qi's past, and she had never heard of Jiang Qi being related to that Saint Wang.

"What do you know? That Saint Wang and I are friends from different generations and have similar interests. When he saw that I was talented, he said he would accept me as his disciple."

"I couldn't resist, so I learned a few Sanshou moves!"

Zhang Ning rolled her eyes on the spot when she heard Jiang Qi's unreliable speech.

"You, you should be more reliable when making up stories, okay?"

"What a story, it's the truth!"

Jiang Qi emphasized solemnly.

The two laughed and joked for a while, and finally got down to business.

"Zhang Ning, we are going to be in trouble next."

(End of this chapter)