MTL - My Weird Life-v2 Chapter 704 Another option (1/2)

   Chapter 704 Another Choice (12)

Master Heizhi has dominated Fujian for more than 800 years. He has refined the beard hair, skin, and bones of the God of the God of the God of the God of Hei, and many spells of the God of God. However, in the realm of Zhenlu Mountain, his head was cut off by Su Wu. , died on the spot!

  This 'Master Heizhi' gave Su Wu the feeling that his strength was similar to that of 'Master Tiezhi'.

  —But Master Heizhi and Master Tiezhi are still several levels behind,

   Between the two, there are three masters of the Black Horn Mountain, Jin Zhi, Yin Zhi, and Tong Zhi!

  The reason why it is so weak and hastily broke into the realm of Zhenlu Mountain, and under the intrusion of the gods and ghosts here, it must be the main reason for the revival of the "Prince God of Gods" contained in the body of Master Heizhi.

also,

  'Black Horn Mountain' is the home of Master Heizhi.

According to the many information circulated on the "Underground Wanchi Jishen Scroll", many caves have been opened up for the hairy witches to place their own baby spirits. The baby spirits of the hairy witches themselves, in times of crisis, can devour the life force of the hairy witches' real baby spirits for their own use!

   Fighting against Master Heizhi who is at the home court of Heijiao Mountain, even Su Wu might not be able to gain much advantage.

  It's a pity that Master Heizhi took a wrong step and broke into the Zhenlu Mountain. He was caught off guard, and it ended in a mess.

   "The disciple discovered one after another that the feet of the Eight Purities and the veins of the God of God are already just contradicting each other and resisting each other's tricks.

  But the dazzling firelight, like the last moment, can illuminate the white surface of the river.

  The Taoist with a mustache said something to the mountain wall, and then walked to the depths of the cave in the Patriarch Temple Department step by step.

  I held in my palm and carefully observed the Patriarch's Black Horn Mountain Sword. Because my hands were falling down forcefully, I fell into the dust.

   Around this narrow and long crack, the traces of talismans left by the cross-corrosion of the traces and charms of the patriarch's sword carried by the ancestor's magic sword gradually became shallower.

  The mighty Minjiang River flows with sound in the darkness.

After a moment of silence, the mustache Taoist said: "Go and pick up the tricky rhyme of the prince of the God of God, you stay here, if the magic sword is supported, someone here can also contribute - as long as someone can If the Lingfa sword is nailed in the crack, the feet of the eight pure and the gods will always be revived!"

  The wind is blowing and the water is cold,

  —On the surface of the river, there seems to be countless white hairs rushing with the water.

  The other party is so close, it is said that they will definitely do something.

  In the boat, the lights are still brightly lit.

  The throne of Patriarch Jingyang was trampled to pieces.

  Dingyang, he found out like this, but there is no proof! "Reverend Chilong finally understands what is the inexplicable aura surging under the little disciple—

  Reverend Chilong turned his head at that time, looked at the mountain wall and asked, "What does he think of the method of the patriarch?"

  The surface of the river, which was darkened by the bright sky light, became even more white.

  The dharma sword in his hand fell to the altar covered with beards and hairs of the gods, and the beards and hairs of the gods on Qishang rushed to avoid it.

The cave was completely dark, and the beards and hairs of these awakened gods meandered back into the depths of the cave, dragging and coiling around Su Wu, covering the originally bare Su Wu, and in the depths of the cave that was clogged with clumps of hair, there was already no gold. The red talisman shines brightly.

   Does it make any difference to the current situation whether they are nailed together or not?

   Stepped on my internal organs!

  In the crack that has become extremely wide, a human head is struggling.

The method of 虺 talisman and the strange rhyme of the feet of the eight clears are mixed here, and the cold and heavy feeling is pressed against the body and heart of the mountain wall. Surrounded by the clumps of 虺 god's beard and hair, I turned into the first human form, and raised my head Looking at the crack that has been filled by 40%,

   Suddenly sailed along the river to the center of the river.

  Azure-gold veins appear all over the mountain wall,

  There is no more golden and red light flashing in the cave,

  It is like pulling out the sword of the patriarch,

  These cloud splendens talismans that once left traces under the forest and glowed faintly can be seen here as well.

   Come with you! "Shanbi returned the sword of Shenxiao to Chilong,

   In the crack,

  Lin Sheng did not respond with a special nod next time.

  The divas who were singing and dancing outside the building, and the sensual men and women, all turned into plump corpses at this time.

  Su Wu's figure flickered,

  At the foot of the giant mountain.

  The pale giant mountain top breaks the river, with clumps of white hair scattered, standing in the heart of the river.

  My head drooped vigorously, and the palm that was struggling to protrude from the crack quickly let go.

  Don't waste your energy here...

The heart of the mountain wall sank slightly, and with the help of Kuiba's phantom, he walked straight through the densely overlapping hair nets, and finally reached the deepest part of the cave—the side of the cave that was covered by the hair of the Goddess from seven sides. Su Wu,

  Xun God's beard and hair surrounded the narrow and long cave temple system for seven weeks, but after all, he has not yet penetrated into the cave.

   "Give him the sword!

  The **** of 虺 is entwined under the two giant mountains, but the purple-red veins covered with hair gradually blend with the giant mountains.

  The first light in Master's eyes brightened suddenly.

  The river water flowing with sound seems to swallow all the light,

   A moment ago,

  Next time, he will also ask Lin Sheng that question.

   Run for your life..."

  The seven are gradually integrated.

   It's just that the sound of silk and bamboo, which had stopped all night, suddenly fell silent at this moment.

  Same as the next time, according to Master's instructions, put the Divine Firmament Sword under the altar.

   The boat moored in the building is a nearby awning boat,

  Lin Sheng looked quiet,

  A certain ancestor sword was left to him...

  In this form and color, but covering the sky and the sun, there is no cold and light tricky rhyme gradually dissipating in the rushing talisman method.

  The seven masters and apprentices ran side by side out of the cave of the Patriarch Temple where the golden and red rays of light disappeared!

  The inner edge of the cave glowed with golden-red light like breathing. Master Chilong turned his head and looked at the calm disciple in front of him.

  Outside of your hands, there is always a sharp weapon—” Lin Sheng held the palm of the Patriarch’s Sword hilt, and with a sudden force, he pulled the blade inch by inch out of the crack under Lin Sheng—

   On the chin of this human head, there is not a single human hand that has been squeezed and turned purple.

   On this side of Su Wuxia, the long and narrow crack that was originally cut by the Black Horn Mountain Sword has been filled up to 1144 on this side.

  What details? "Renren Chilong's eyelids twitched slightly, and he felt an inexplicable aura surging from under the little disciple. This aura was connected to a certain premonition in my heart, and it beat suddenly.

   "Come with you."

Lin Sheng looked at the real Chilong who died for the first time, and then looked up at the Black Horn Mountain Sword under the altar—in the temple cave opened by the ancestor of Jingyang, but still occupied by the beard and hair of the **** no Sato,

  Patter!

   is still lifelike.

  The temple is outside the cave,

  虺 God exudes an increasingly strong charm,

  The first light of the sky cast down the river was swallowed up by the white hair on the river.

"detail?

  The candles flickering under the big table,

  That doom is inevitable!

  A pair of soles stepped firmly under the lotus formation formed by countless blood characters, and the names of countless Taoist priests were all trampled on those soles!

However,

  After speaking the last words, the phantom shadow of the patriarch dissipated under the altar, and gradually appeared in the fusion of the charm of the two paths.

  The expression on the face of the group remains the same,

  Lin Sheng immediately held this golden-red light!

   apprentice,

   Master Chilong saw that I hadn't noticed the strange rhyme flowing in the crack,

  I looked at the real Chilong who suddenly fell silent, and said: "It will take some time for the seven to completely remove the traces of the patriarch's talisman patterns and heal the wounds—Master, take advantage of this opportunity, you must hurry up!"

   Reflecting the expressions on the faces of the Taoists, they are all lifelike.

  Transformed into the phantom of Kui San, dragged the body of Master Hei Zhi, and climbed up into the temple cave where the God of Hei was seven inches away.

   Soon,

Master had just had such a premonition in his heart. Lin Sheng, who had his back to me, suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the black-horned mountain sword—Reverend Chilong's eyelids twitched wildly, and his heart trembled: " Ding Yang, what is he going to do?!"

  —The mustache Taoist suddenly felt that the little disciple was too close to Su Wu.

  The boat capsized and was swept into the river by the torrential water.

  I moved closer to this side of Su Wu, as if I was looking at the long and narrow crack cut by the Black Horn Mountain Sword under Su Wu. From this crack, there were strands of talisman and magic rhyme overflowing from the feet of the Eight Purities.

  …

   This footprint pierces the wrapping of shadows,

   It's just that the cloud splendens talismans all over the cave slowly became brighter.

   stepped on the Yuanhuang skin in front of the mountain wall,

  Master made the same choice in the next simulation.

  But now that I understand it, it’s useless? !

   But the mountain wall shook his head: "When the disciple climbed the feet of the Eight Purities one after another, he found some abnormal details under the feet of the Eight Purities."

   "That fellow!" Chilong Master raised his eyes and glared at the mountain wall, and suddenly asked in a muffled voice, "Hold on to what?

  He was lurking under the surface of the river, and his white hair, which was as bad as water weeds, climbed down the boat.

   Once the strong man is gone, he will return!

  This boat, which was overturned by the river because the top of the mountain broke the river, was filled with river water and completely sank to the bottom of the river.

  Yuanhuang skin covered the whole body, and the shadow wrapped the Yuanhuang skin, staying under me with sound and sound.

  Sit quietly around the table in the Beilu Mountains.

   Before more than ten breaths,

  Walking down the nearby Yuanxi River, all clan lines stand in the boats below the river, the fire is still bright, and the sound of silk and bamboo is uninterrupted.

  This human head hangs up, the bearded face is facing the mountain wall above, there is a lot of regret in the eyes: "Have you thought about it... The God of God and the feet of the Eight Purities have not gradually separated you...

   Ask someone to do something! "

  —If the fusion of the seven ends,

   This patriarchal sword was finally pulled out of the crack by the mountain wall.

   "Don't do that!

  The phantom of the Patriarch of Jingyang was sitting cross-legged in the altar above the blending of the charms of the two trails, with no expression of sadness on his face, and slowly spoke his last words.

  Following Master to the depths of the temple,

  The man held tightly in his hand a dharma sword formed by the fusion of various talismans.

  The last striking footprint appeared in the shadows behind me.

  Inside the awning,

  Every word and every sentence is completely different from the last words heard by the mountain wall next time.

   But I took a careless glance at the other party. Dingyang is still the same as Dingyang, and it has not changed in the slightest since then.

  Little disciple is holding on to some kind of idea that 'if you succeed, you will become benevolent'!

   Still slowly spilling out wisps of strange rhyme,

  Suddenly,

  My successive feelings seem to be just an illusion.

   Repeatedly talked about successive last words.

  (end of this chapter)