I can calculate everything

Chapter 88: The Good Disciple is Extraordinarily Intelligent

"This……"

Upon hearing this, Jin Bi, who was standing by, wanted to say something.

But Meng De raised his hand to stop him and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, go out."

Seeing Meng De speak in a serious tone, everyone present stopped talking and walked out of the room with full of doubts.

"Uncle Meng, please go out too." Seeing that Meng De did not leave, Xu Huan nodded with a smile.

After gazing deeply at Xu Huan, Meng De looked at that gentle, jade-like face with a confident smile on its face. After a long while, he nodded seriously and said, "Thank you, my dear nephew."

He didn't know whether Xu Huan had any solution, nor did he see the black things that Xu Huan and Meng Meng mentioned, but his years of experience and his familiarity with the two made him choose to believe Xu Huan.

"Uncle Meng, don't worry." Xu Huan smiled happily, watching Meng Dexing walk out of the room and close the door. He listened to the sounds outside the door going away, as if he walked out of the yard before turning around.

"Huahua, stand further away." Xu Huan did not forget to greet Huahua.
Hearing this, Huahua immediately moved her short legs and stood on the other side of the room, sticking close to the corner and looking curiously. She guessed that the young master was going to call the old ancestor out.

Sure enough, the next moment, Zhen Qiankun, dressed in a yellow Taoist robe, turned into a wisp of smoke and emerged from the Qiankun Cauldron.

At the same time as he came out, Zhen Qiankun unleashed his soul power to wrap the room, preventing anything that happened inside the room from being transmitted outside.

Outside the yard, Meng De and Jin Bi could no longer sense the breath in the room, and they couldn't help but frowned slightly, thinking that Xu Huan had used the portable shielding formation made by the formation master.

In the room, Zhen Qiankun floated to the bed, lowered his head slightly, and looked at Meng Dong lying on the bed with deep eyes.

"It's difficult, it's difficult."

Listening to Zhen Qiankun's somewhat tangled words, Xu Huan immediately asked in confusion: "Ancestor, what happened to Brother Meng?"

"I guess you must have seen the hidden demonic patterns on his body, right?" Zhen Qiankun said in a deep voice.

"Hidden Demonic Pattern? Those little snake-like things?" Hearing this, Xu Huan felt even more uneasy.

"Indeed, the Hidden Demon Mark." Zhen Qiankun paused for a moment, nodded, and then sighed softly, "This is an extremely rare gift among the demons. It condenses the souls of demons and is used specifically to take over other people's bodies and die in their place. Don't be fooled by his dying appearance before. In fact, that was just the state of the demon's original body manifesting. Once the original body dies, it can be reborn through the body of the person possessed by the Hidden Demon Mark."

"Reborn in place of the dead?! Could it be the Qi Emperor of the Dark Demon Clan?" Upon hearing this, Xu Huan couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise. He had only heard of the magical straw man death-substitution technique in the Southern Xinjiang Empire, but he didn't expect that the demons also had this mysterious method.

"That should be it. It is impossible for ordinary low-level demons to awaken the talent of Hidden Demon Pattern. Moreover, this Hidden Demon Pattern can only be seen by people with light spiritual roots and five elements spiritual roots." As he spoke, Zhen Qiankun's energetic eyes kept turning, as if he was thinking about how to treat Meng Dong, eliminate the Hidden Demon Pattern, and minimize the collateral damage to him at the same time.

"No wonder only Mengmeng and I saw it, but no one else could." Hearing this, Xu Huan immediately understood.

Seeing Zhen Qiankun's serious and thoughtful look, Xu Huan rolled his dark eyes, thought for a while, and decided to ask the Bagua Immortal Mirror directly.

"Xianjing Xianjing, tell me how to get rid of the hidden demon pattern without hurting Brother Meng."

As soon as the words fell, the Eight Diagrams Immortal Mirror immediately consumed five strands of Xu Huan's spiritual energy, and in just two breaths, it gave a reply. [Master, there are two options.]

[1. Use the Changhong Sword to pierce Meng Dong's heart, allowing it to purify and devour the hidden demonic patterns attached to his soul. Then, take an Angong Niuhuang Pill.]

[Second, place the peach wood sword against Meng Dong's heart to force the Hidden Demonic Mark to flee. Then, take out the Demonic Seed you obtained earlier, break the seal, and let the Demonic Seed absorb the Hidden Demonic Mark.]

[Master, please note that after the demon seed absorbs this Qi Emperor-level hidden demon pattern and refines it into a magical pill, the magical power you will comprehend will be even more powerful.]

[And after removing the Hidden Demonic Mark, the Dark Demon Clan's Qi Emperor's body will be severely damaged, causing him to suffer excruciating pain.]

While listening to the sweet words of the Bagua Fairy Mirror, Xu Huan was thinking secretly.

The first option is obviously used to refine the Changhong Sword, but it is a bit embarrassing to hurt Meng Dong first and then heal his injuries.

The second option is obviously for him to use, making his magical powers stronger.

As for the last sentence, I felt a little surprised and happy. After all, Ling'er should have been seriously injured by her true body. No matter what, she had taken so many things from her nominal fiancée. It would be a good thing to avenge her.

"My dear Changhong Sword, what do you think?" Xu Huan said in his heart, asking the opinion of the Changhong Sword in his body.

The embryo of the immortal sword was spiritual, and immediately conveyed a spiritual message to Xu Huan: the master comes first in everything.

"Good sword! Next time I have something good, I'll give it to you first." Xu Huan secretly praised in his heart, then raised his eyes slightly, looked at Zhen Qiankun, and said softly: "Well, ancestor, what do you say, we use the demon seed from before to absorb the hidden demon pattern?"

Hearing this, Zhen Qiankun was slightly startled and pondered for a long while before realizing that this was a good idea. He immediately stroked his long beard and said with a smile, "Not bad, not bad. My good disciple is indeed very smart. He can actually come up with this idea. It's feasible, it's feasible."

After praising him several times and pausing for a moment, Zhen Qiankun immediately took out the black fire lotus that had been wrapped into a five-colored small ball by his soul power, and said to Xu Huan in a gesture, "To be on the safe side, you kid should use the peach wood sword to activate the hidden demon pattern first, and then I, the ancestor, will use the demon seed to absorb it."

Seeing that Zhen Qiankun understood everything immediately without much explanation, and his thoughts coincided with his, Xu Huan's lips curled up immediately and he nodded happily.

At this time, Meng Dong's skin, which had originally regained its rosy color, turned pale again after the snake-like hidden magic pattern slowly squirmed.

The next moment, Xu Huan flipped his right hand, and with a thought, the light yellow peach wood sword emerged from his palm.

Gently holding the hilt of the sword, Xu Huan shook his wrist, made a sword flower, and then placed the peach wood sword in front of Meng Dong's heart.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

As soon as it touched, those hidden demonic patterns began to twist and shake violently like countless dying snakes, even causing Meng Dong's unconscious body to struggle desperately, swaying constantly and making bursts of violent banging sounds on the bed.

"Phew~that was close." Xu Huan sighed softly. Fortunately, the peach wood sword was in tune with his mind and swayed along with Meng Dong's body, without piercing his heart.

After a while, Zhen Qiankun saw that the hidden magic patterns on Meng Dong's body began to move around quickly like headless flies. He had an idea and made a small opening in the five-colored ball wrapped around the black fire lotus and handed it to Meng Dong's mouth.

(End of this chapter)