MTL - My Weird Life-v2 Chapter 697 Kui San Temple Department (2/2)

  Chapter 697 Kui San Temple Department (22)

  Two giant mountains tower above the gloomy land.

  The sky above the giant mountain is a dark blue color, like a layer of water, with frequent ripples.

  Countless strands of hair twisted like vines, entwining the two giant mountains.

  Among the thick hair accumulated on the surface of the mountain, there are vaguely protruding serpentine veins, which surround the two giant mountains. The top of the serpentine veins hangs near the peak of the mountain on the right, and the hair and purple blood clots are entangled, forming a huge tumor.

The purple-red avenue rhyme gushes out from the 'tumor', along the serpentine veins, and flows through the hair-covered cave pits on the veins, and flows to the end point, which is located at the top of the purple-red sheep's horn peak veins. When the hair ball is round,

  Avenue rhyme has become colorless.

  In the ball of hair,

  The fire is slightly bright.

  Two figures stood in the Wutong temple contained in the **** of the gods, and the charms on their bodies circulated around, arranging all the colorless avenue rhymes that had been washed away.

  Fires blazing on the ground,

  But it didn't bring any warmth to the two people present.

  The real body stands in the temple of the 虺, and people can't help but feel disgusted with the current environment and want to escape.

Moreover, the scorpion **** is gradually waking up, and its body—the snake-shaped veins coiling around Zhenlu Mountain, began to emit a strange rhyme, even though the sly rhyme emitted by the scorpion **** now is not as good as it was after waking up. One ten-thousandth of that, but now that Su Wu and Chilong Daoist are in the temple system of the God of the Assassin, they are in direct contact with the true form of the God of the Assassin, and that one-ten-thousandth of the strange charm of the God of the Assassin also brings to the flesh shells of the two of them. heavy burden,

  The two of them were stuck in a quagmire!

"for you."

Reverend Chilong unfastened the Shenxiao Sword from his waist, and handed it to Su Wu who was next to him: "The real body has stepped into the realm of Zhenlu Mountain, and I feel that there is still a great deal of immobility with the talisman body entering the realm of Zhenlu Mountain. I feel like this now. , much easier than before.

  You don’t have the charm of the temple, so you must be struggling here.

  Bringing the Divine Firmament Sword and borrowing the charm of the ancestors to shuttle here, it will always make you more relaxed. "

"The charm of the sympathy between heaven and man is more like guidance and perception here, and it is not as powerful as the charm of the temple system." Su Wu did not hesitate, took the Shenxiao sword from the real Chilong, and the talisman dharma body merged The Divine Firmament sword, wisps of the patriarch's charm emanated from the sword, and he suddenly felt much more relaxed,

  The feeling of being stuck in a quagmire quickly faded away.

  Realist Chilong circled around the 'Zhongkui Dao Shen Yun', glanced at the Wutong temple system where he was currently, and said, "Let's go? What instruction does the divine charm of sympathy between heaven and man give you?

  Where do we go next? "

"Come with me."

  Su Wu looked at the curly beard and hair all around him, and suddenly stepped towards the dark corner on the left.

  The beards and hairs of the gods that form the "Wutong Temple System" have become withered and yellow, and the colorless Dao pattern rhyme flows through the hairs, and it is still difficult to revitalize them.

  Since the Beilushan group uncovered the conspiracy of the Wutong God,

   Its believer group will decrease sharply,

   At the same time, the Tianwei Taoist altar was shattered, and the "Wutong God Faith" has survived in name only.

In the real world, the belief in the Wutong God is gradually dying, and it is reflected on the Zhenlu Mountain and the gods of the Gods, that is, the hairs of the Gods covering the entire Wutong Temple system are all dry, and the hairs of each hair are dry. On the road, there was no trace of the wishing baby.

  Unless the belief in Wutong God rises again in the world,

   Otherwise, the current situation of the Wutong Temple will not be changed even if the God of God is revived.

  The "temple system" will also be replaced, swallowed up by other temple systems, and even annihilated in the long river of time as the creatures forget and abandon them during the long years of change.

  Those powerful temple systems that accommodate many gods are all formed by gradually annexing and assimilating other temple systems as the years change.

In the dark corner where Su Wu was heading towards, the curly hair formed a pitch-black temple gate. As his figure approached the small temple gate, the "Hengzhi Charm" circling between his brows simulated the Wutong God breath, let out a little bit,

   makes the temple door open automatically.

  The two masters and apprentices broke away from the Wutong Temple Department.

   "Go over there.

   Halfway up the mountain, in the "Kuisan Temple System", there is the first sly charm of Hengzhi's charm that needs to be combined. Su Wu raised his head and looked at the winding purple veins coiling around the two giant mountains. Standing on top of this huge winding mountain range, he even sensed that the veins seemed to be pulsating, and every time it pulsated, there were countless ravings. In the realm of Zhenlu Mountain.

  虺The mysterious charm turned into a wind here, whistling in the void.

  The wind is so fierce,

  Even Su Wu, who was holding the Shenxiao Sword, might be overturned by the evil wind and fall to the foot of the giant mountain if he didn't deal with it carefully.

  He grabbed a clump of unawakened beards and hairs covering the surface of the two mountains, and used his strength to climb up.

   Occasionally look down at the bottom of the giant mountain,

  I can only see the black and fuzzy area surrounded by hair strands, and I can't see what is going on at the foot of the mountain.

   "There is only the ghostly ghost roaring and wreaking havoc here, and the second ghostly ghost besides the ghostly ghost has not been sensed—if Zhenlu Mountain is also terrifying and ghostly, it must still be silent at the moment.

   I don’t know what kind of treachery this Zhenlu Mountain is? "

  Su Wu climbed over the huge body of the **** of assholes, while talking loudly to the real Chilong behind him.

  The two climbed over the dangerous mountain, and they could still chat with each other. This mountaineering trip was finally not so lonely.

   "Such a dangerous mountain looks like two feet standing on the ground.

   Could it be a pair of sneaky feet? "Reverend Chilong heard what his disciples said, grabbed the beard and hair of the God of Ascension and stopped in mid-air, looked carefully at the two mountains, and gave his own judgment.

  His judgment made Su Wu's heart tremble.

  Like a pair of soles? !

  Su Wu squinted his eyes to observe Yamagata, and some bad guesses suddenly appeared in his mind.

   "How do these two mountains look like a pair of feet?" Su Wu shook his head, suppressed the thoughts in his mind, and said to Master Chilong with a smile.

   Master Chilong climbed to the level with Su Wu, grinning and said: "I have never seen what it looks like at the bottom of the mountain, maybe I can see a few toes from the bottom of the mountain?

Ha ha!

   Whatever he is,

   Anyway, it is still silent now,

   This is always a good thing! Going up! "

   While talking, Master Chilong passed Su Wu and climbed halfway up the mountain.

  Su Wu lowered his head and looked at the foot of the mountain again. The foot of the mountain was pitch black, and there were countless beards and hairs covering the foot of the mountain—so he couldn't see clearly what was going on at the foot of the mountain.

  He suppressed the frequent thoughts in his mind, pulled the strands of beards and hairs that had not awakened, and followed the master's figure.

  The true form of God is a snake-shaped vein entwined with countless strands of hair. The head of this dragon-snake-shaped vein looks like a huge tumor that is constantly flowing out of purple-red 'pus'.

  The purple red avenue rhyme that rushes down from the upper reaches, as far as the many temple systems on the **** itself, can nourish the temple systems, maintain the operation of the temple systems, and even protect the gods bred in the temple systems.

  But for Su Wu and Chilong Zhenren, the two outsiders, the rolling purple-red avenue pattern rhyme is simply a bad flow of magma.

  These avenue rhymes condensed into water quality, which is more terrifying than the Zhenwu Dao rhymes around the two of them. They can easily penetrate the Zhenwu Dao rhymes on both of them, hurt the two themselves, and pollute their talismans.

  It can only attract the charm of the avenue, which can slightly block the charm of the avenue with such a concentration,

  If you are under the erosion of this kind of avenue pattern charm for a long time, even the avenue charm will be difficult to support!

When the two reached four-fifths of the distance from the top of the mountain, the rhyme of the Dao of the Assassin God was no longer colorless and qualityless, but gradually turned into a light-colored stream, requiring the two to constantly swing between the two mountains to avoid The scouring of the rhyme of the divine way,

When the two of them reached three-fifths of the position, even if they kept swinging their bodies to avoid it, it would not work - the bearded and hairy gods here have 'awakened', and they may be pulled by them to climb the giant mountain with the help of them. In some horrible temples where the ghosts live!

   "How did you get past these Dao Shen Dao Yun Yun? Think of a way!"

In Su Wu's brows and eyes, the three pupils trembled endlessly, and the charm of Hengzhi lingered in it, as if something was brewing, he tried his best to shake away the washed purple red avenue charm again, and couldn't help but swing to the side as well Asked the red dragon real person who swung away.

   "How does someone know?!

  At that time, before a certain climbed here, he was absorbed by the Patriarch Temple Department! "Master Chilong was indignant, and he had never experienced such an embarrassing situation. He rolled his eyes and said again, "If someone can run the talisman, please move the thunder, and first quiet the beards and hairs of the gods here. , we will use them to climb up—the Kuisan temple system is not far from us! "

"OK OK!

   Shut up, Master!

  I'm afraid that you will provoke the thunder like that, and before you can calm these hairs down, you must first wake up the gods! "

Su Wu kept yelling, in the vertical eye between his brows, three pupils merged into one, and in the only pupil, there was the charm of Heng's turning - the vertical eye suddenly 'looked' at the purple red flowing between the hair The rhyme of the avenue pattern, in Su Wu's mind, a thought suddenly occurred to him, a pair of black arms grew out from behind his shoulders, intertwined with colorful sutures, and stitched the thought together—

  There was a huge pit on the face, and the 'Wutongshen' with countless holes in the pit appeared in front of Su Wu.

  The ghostly hands behind Su Wu's shoulders are still flying needles,

  In an instant, another 'Wutongshen' was stitched together,

  The two "five-pass gods" each face the master and the apprentice,

In the blink of an eye, the two of them were sucked into the holes in the pits of their faces, and the two fake Wutong gods were more handy with the help of the beard and hair of the asparagus. The rhyme of the avenue pattern washes over the two bodies, and is fully tolerated by the two, without 'pollution' of the two!

  The real Chilong attached to the pit in the face of the "Wutongshen" was startled: "Your method actually works?!

  The sixth stage of Buddha Mahamudra is actually such a mysterious path? "

  (end of this chapter)