Liang Yànzhen and his team were far away from the cart. The internal skills were not the director of Miss Liang. The skill of listening to the wind and distinguishing positions did not help to hear sounds from a distance. The night wind circled in the square, and there were interferences of people's voices. She heard the conversation between Xi and Sui and asked urgently: Did the person from Qigong explode the Tibetan Valley?Why do they do this?How can the valley collapse?
Axue also showed a look of desire for an answer.
Dugu Ji touched his nose and twitched twice.
The soil in the Tibetan Valley is called a treasure, and it is called the soil of the bardo. It can bury people into living zombies that are immortal.I said there are such a ghost thing in the world. Isn’t it that I’m still digging 180 kilograms of his mother? Is it done at home? Do I take it alone and apply it externally after taking it for three meals?
He casually retelled the words that were not long, including the seventeenth master's Yuedan high theory. After deducting a small amount of original words and a large number of irresponsible distortions, the rest were all cursing.
The zombie man thought about something, subconsciously pinched the disordered and entangled hair on his right hand and stroked it with the flow.
If this hand is used to clean and dress up people, it will be a bit of a handsome young man. Unfortunately, he is holding a messy bird's nest and cannot stroke it, showing pain; he coughs dryly, scratches his temples and ponders: There are many elves in famous mountains and rivers.Since there are saints of healing in the world such as ginseng, will there be no bardo soil that is damaged by turtle breath?The turtle breathing method can reduce breathing and blood flow to less than 30% of ordinary people, and maintain life with innate energy. Although I have never heard of the turtle breathing method that has been practiced for a long time, it is really possible. If you are young and not old, there is a reasonable explanation.
It is important to know that internal masters prolong their life by using turtle breath, and their skills are all based on the word "relaxation".
A person's heart beats five times with one breath and lives forty-five times with one breath and a turtle's heart vein forty-five times with one breath and a 500-five; it lengthens the internal breath and slows down the consumption of the body, which is like a fake death. Ten days for ordinary people are equal to the day of these Yin people, so ten years of time is only one year for them.
Dugu Ji shaved his chin with his thumb and shook his head.
If you really have such martial arts, you will become a god.Among the top masters I have seen in my life, there is no one who will live forever. These living zombies are so young, which must be caused by external forces.The bardo earth is so magical, and they have to be buried in the soil to achieve results. If it weren't for this, it would be said that it would be against the will of heaven.
Bei Yunhu came to her senses and slapped her high-fives: That's exactly that!There is a forbidden area behind the village, and no one is allowed to approach it. I have sneaked in and investigated many times, but I can't see any strangeness.Now that I think about it, I am afraid that all the people buried below will be foul people.
The zombie man suddenly said: It is rare to see Yin people. Maybe it will not be until the full moon night before crawling out of the forbidden area.
I have to live for thirty days and nights a month, and after a day of age, they only have one night of activity per month. It has been less than a year for them for ten years, and it is more than April, which is considered a bit scarce, and it may only be more than two months.
Liang Yànzhen and A Xue looked at each other, as if they were hearing some weird and strange tale, not at all true.
This statement may not be nonsense, but there is a problem with the boss.
Dugu Ji smiled and said: Suppose that Yin people cannot live without the earth in the bardo and can only move for one night a month, and someone will travel thousands of miles apart, and the corpse and earth are transported to Shixingzhuang.According to the name Xi, it is difficult for the people in the dark to move during the day, and they cannot resist even if they set fire. If anyone knows that such a door would be like a god of night to worship the living zombies?The person who transports corpses must not be the living treasures of Long Fang.Hello, you sneak into the forbidden area, isn’t anyone taking care of you?The last two sentences were said to Bei Yunhu.
Bei Yunhu shook her head.It is said to be forbidden land, so naturally no one can get close to it.But it was in a deserted forest, and it was already deserted. I haven't been there for a long time, and I'm not sure if there are anyone else.
Moth's eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he remembered something, but he was not sure, and he pursed his beautiful lips and looked thoughtful.
This kind of stubborn expression with a little stubborn look is very familiar. No one can dig out the truth from her mouth what the ugly girl refuses to say.
The zombie man was suspicious for a moment, and thought to himself: Xi Wuquan made a big statement on the elder's collegial meeting. Although he was under house arrest, Zhizhiguan's house was not a vegetarian. I knew that they sent people to Yuyang to investigate and found the mound he mentioned, but did not find any useful things.
Bei Yunhu came to her senses and spoke indifferently: Obviously the person sent did not tell the truth, right?
The zombie man rarely had a stern face and said in a stern way: If you have any questions about your master, please tell me, I will take you to the rightful way and let him return you justice. As soon as possible, I will take those boring tricks of pointing out mulberry and slandering the world.This matter is very important, and it is not something that allows you to take advantage of the situation and settle personal grudges!Can't you tell the difference between the severity of the matter?
Bei Yunhu smiled slightly and said indifferently: What's the difficulty? These living dead people pretend to be magical and ghosts. In the eyes of the Seventeenth Master, who is so powerful that they can only take it down in the blink of an eye. Then, please ask the elder to go to Longting Mountain, and be clear about the questioning of Zhishi and Guan, and see who is doing it.
The zombie man hummed heavily, silent, and his face looked very ugly.
Dugu Ji raised his chin in the direction of the cart.The reason why you agreed to intervene is no longer there. Do you still have to worry about this matter of destroying Zhuangzi?
Bei Yunhu looked into the distance and was lying in a mischievous way and staring at her second young master Long Fangyi, with a very complicated expression.
Pity, sadness, confusion... The seven emotions and five flavors changed several times on the extraordinary little face, and I could not make up my mind.
The girl murmured in a low voice as if she was talking to herself: If this is a disease or a poison, can't it be cured?How can you... how can you become like this if you are alone?
Your devil husband is dead.
Dugu Ji rubbed his chin, and although he didn't care, he didn't have any sarcasm of gloating, he was much gentler than usual.
No matter what they did to him, he wasn't the same person anymore.You are the only one who can't get over it. I believe that when this newborn second young master Long Fang rapes and robs and eats raw people alive, he will not feel uncomfortable.
...What should the others in the village do?The girl blurted out.
This is what I want to confirm with you.
Dugu Ji shrugged his shoulders, held his smile, and said seriously: As a yin person, you can kill all the dirty things that are against the will of heaven and justice.Is this Zhuangzi man also going to kill?
Bei Yunhu raised her eyebrows, but the zombie man came back to his senses first and snatched Bai Dao.What do you mean?
Dugu Ji sneered: Haven’t you discovered this most difficult problem yet?
Xi Wuquan unexpectedly expected that the truth about the explosion of the Tibetan Valley back then was like this. I imagined that it was the desperate situation facing Ye, Xu Wuduo, and his heart was heartbroken.
I...I don't know...I dug there for half a month and found nothing...
It’s not your fault, no one.
Sui Wuduo grinned.
I saw the man Tian Ri again and dug for three years; and then dug out the remaining people one by one, and the expenses were more than that. This is God's will.The soil of the bardo forms shade corpses for at least three years. If you are taught to dig it out, we will eventually die if the injuries we suffer. If you dig it out one or two years ago, the bones, flesh and skin have not yet recovered. It is better to die if you are neither human nor ghost.Nowadays, it can protect youth and enjoy the convenience of enjoyment. Isn’t that wonderful?
The word "Enjoyment" made Xi Wuwang feel ache in his chest, but he knew that he would never waver at this time, so he would calm his mind and open his eyes.The price of exchange is to turn you into a raw and flesh-eating demon?
Sui Wuduo laughed loudly.
It is indeed a headache to not taste the taste, but after being transformed into Yin people, oil, salt, rice and vegetables are not good for nourishing. We have made many attempts and found that living people are the best flesh and blood, and supplemented in moderation can prolong the time of activity without soil, but in the end, it is still not as good as bardo soil; it is just that there is no interference from appetite, and lust can be more satisfied.The newborn Yin people cannot tell the difference between the two, otherwise they would not have lost a few beautiful little maids.
Long Fang was frightened when he heard this and finally he was willing to withdraw his gaze from Bei Yunhu's graceful body, shrink his neck, and feel guilty.
Xi Wuqiu murmured: If you lose your heart, lose your heart, is it the human heart?
We've all been infected with this poison, especially you and me.
Sui Wuduo smiled and said: Do you think those people or villagers who were buried alive have not been transformed into evil people?That's because we protect them so well that they fail to get a heart-wrenching knot.
The surviving brothers and brothers have taken care of the woman who is poisoned by the body. No one has shirked the responsibility before You Wuyi inferred that the poison was also passed on to the man.You and Shen Xueer have been lingering for a long time, and you never think you can be lucky?
With a slap in the tip of Pity's shallow flat buttocks, five finger marks appeared on Xueshui's buttocks' buttocks, somehow a faint blue blue, indescribable lewdness and weirdness.
A clear and shallow sound burst out with a delicate moan, raised his eyes with resentment, and the desire flowed in his eyes, which was extremely seductive. A shiny and smooth slimy oozing out the sticky fat.
Xi Wuqiu clenched his fists and said hoarsely: I am different from you.I know who I am.
I'm here to pick you up, no one.
Sui Wuduo said softly: I have mastered the method of transformation and can make anyone a part of us. You are here today, not for no reason, but the clever arrangement of God.I'm sorry that I didn't come earlier, so I let you be alone; if you join us, you will be able to appreciate the mystery of life, no longer worry, but stay with Shen Xueer forever and never be separated.Isn’t this your wish that you have been thinking about every day and every day for ten years?
He restrained his madman's posture and his speech became extremely convincing. Xi Wuquan had not yet touched the situation. Grandpa Long Fang, not far away, was already trembling and kneeling. Huang Zhuo's eyes were filled with eager light. He lay down and shouted: I pray for the blessing of the gods at night to make our blessings last forever and prosperous!
The villagers standing knelt down one after another, and those who were originally kneeling were even more provocative. There was a buzzing sound in the square, making their scalp numb, and even the howling night wind could not be covered.
I was very satisfied with the old comrade-in-arms in the past, and I laughed at my old comrade-in-arms: If you want it, we don’t even need to do it again, and we can’t be a god!The world has been around for hundreds of years, and it is only a few degrees of cold and heat for you and me. What is Longting Mountain? What is it? What is it?How could he be useless? How can he be here now!
...If you become a Yin person, even if you can live without death, will you not be injured?
What?
Xi Wuquan's whisper was almost covered by human voices. Sui Wuduo was stunned and turned around and heard it in a moment. He smiled and said: There are no scars in the world that cannot be repaired by the bardo soil!Only bury it in the soil, and the broken limbs can be connected--
That's good.You don't look like the soil with a coffin on your own.
Xi Wuqiu suddenly looked up: ...Take it!
Half a bright sword tip, puff!When he penetrated Long Fangyi's chest, the young Yin man was stunned and lowered his head, and thrust his sword upwards, passing through the intersection of his shoulders and neck. His left shoulder collapsed diagonally with his arms, revealing a neat section, with the gray flesh and bones clearly visible, and the heart and lungs that were stirring after the division were split.
Sui Wuduo turned his head quickly. He saw Ying Fengse holding a long sword beside him - it was used to cut off the sacrificial rope for the woman - he hugged behind Long Fangyi, cleverly using the corpse as a screen, and laughed hard: "A bad boy!"Just as he was about to raise his legs, he kicked the corpse and the people away. The wind behind his head was already coming, so he quickly swung his arms and turned around and beat him. Unexpectedly, Xi Wuquan seemed to have figured out his mind. The palm that attacked Xu Wuduo's back seemed to be very slim, but it was actually a false move. The tall and thin elder Qigong shrank and drilled under the yin man's back. At the same time, he was cold and kicked out. At mid-year, he used the power of the anti-shock to smash the car board, hugged Yingfengse and rolled down the bottom of the car.
Sui Wuduo landed on the opposite side, and he staggered and turned steadily, without even vomiting blood. Xi Wuli felt his legs and feet sore and numb, like wood and stones in his heart. He forced his true energy to move his strength, and tried his best to pull out the calamus embedded in Yingfengse's palm.
The boy's face was pale and gritted his teeth and did not scream. Xi Wuqiu was both caring and apologizing, and said in a low voice: The situation is critical, life should be put first.When I was young, I would go back to the mountain and look for famous doctors and medicines again, so that I would definitely restore you to the same as before.
Before the adjustment is completed, the effect of the material to attach strength will inevitably be greatly reduced. The green paper is soaked in blood, and when pulled out, it will stick to muscles, bones, meridians, etc., which will inevitably cause harm.
However, the opportunity to take action is fleeting, and the two evils are the least important, which is also a last resort.
Ying Fengse pointed the acupoints of the shoulder and arm and tore off his clothes?He wrapped his wounds and replied in a low voice: Disciple, please pay attention... Master, be careful!
With a loud bang, the cart carrying the slaughter rack was split into pieces, and a ball of bat-like black shadows mingled among countless pieces and suddenly came.
...Retreat!
Xi Wuquan held the wind-colored back and steadily pushed out three meters away. He spread his sleeves like a brush, and turned over like writing wind and clouds. The splashing cracked wood twisted copper was fixed in front of him, and he pushed it into one side, and then two horizontal, two vertical and four vertical strokes. The strength was so strong that it was a well character with a large slab that was more than one person tall. Although dust and sand can pass through the strokes, it was not too long, but it had to run into it.
The scholar's morale has not changed for many years, but it has become more circumspect!
Sui Wuduo closed his hands together, raised them high above the top, and condensed the air along his arms. The whirlwind pieces of earth and rock condensed into a huge cone. As his falling body fell, he burst into tic-toe air!
On the battlefield, let your books be empty!
Xi Wuquan pulled away and retreated quickly, staggered, and the broken tic toe ticks surged, like a wave of sand, almost swallowing him; Xu Wuduo rode the wave toes without touching the ground, and the strength of the cone was at the end of the strong crossbow, both of which were shaved, and the dry claws penetrated into dust and sand, and he could directly take Xi Wuquan's throat!
The premature aging shocked Gu Zishou's chief robe danced with sleeves, rolled up his arms, and he was about to break his throat when he was about to break his throat. After a few years, I stepped onto the ground. I was about to urge me, but I realized that the sand waves on both sides had not dispersed, and they were clamped up like a railing like a crab claw, which was exactly the left and right half of the character "Morch".
The sand pliers collapsed as soon as they were clamped, and the strength was all affected by the Yin people. The corners of their mouths were filled with purple blood, and their legs suddenly sank. Wherever they stood, a huge Yin character appeared. The earth and stones in the strokes were soft and rotten like slurry, and then the energy burst out. Some dragged him down, some wrapped around his legs and feet like vines, and some shot upwards, like countless small flying knives coming!
The robe of Xuwuduo was split and blood flew, and the screams were not over. Xiwuduo's tortoiseshell pen had slid out of the sleeve tube. The word "Moss" was written all the way from the middle of the Yinren's eyebrows. Xuwuduo's arms were blocked with rapid luck, resisting the nib of the murderous pen that was more solid than gold and iron, but more wild than swords, adding countless sharp tricks.
The writing style was not completed, Xi Wuzhu finished writing all the words without stopping, turning around in the air, and the large characters formed by condensed air were almost transparent, but they burst out with unprecedented terrifying wind and rushed straight to the Yin people!There is no need to avoid it in the year. If you use your body as a soldier to break the word Qi, the last stroke of the word "六" breaks through the defense and penetrates into your abdomen.
Xi Wuquan didn't even look at it, and suddenly turned around. There were many ancient characters in square scripts. Five characters fell into the ground, which was exactly where the other five Yin people were on the wall. There was no way to borrow any force in the air. The five people who were originally rushing towards each other were slightly stagnant and moved hard, and fell one after another before the big characters. They didn't know what clever and tricky mechanisms were attached to the words, and they didn't dare to step beyond the line.
Very... so vicious hands and eyes, so amazing scheming!
Sui Wuduo knelt on one knee, covered his lower abdomen with his hands, and bleeding could not be seen between his fingers - if that could still be called blood.
The blood of Yin people is far darker and more stickier than that of living people, with a strange purple paste blue; in contrast, the blood of Long Fangyi, which fell to the ground, seems to be closer to that of a strange dark tone, which may be related to the shallowness of his transformation into Yin people.
When you pulled out paper darts for the thief, you will pay me a lot?
Sui Wuduo shook his head exaggeratedly, and he could not hide his pain while talking. Yin people still feel pain. Without a pen, you will become an ugly person with a thick face as thick as a wall and a black heart as charcoal. What is the difference between this and the collegial discussions between the faction elders and the elder Zhizhi and Guan you have always hated?
Xi Wuquan snorted coldly.
On the battlefield, how can there be no love?You slept for nine years and ten months, but I have lived for ten years.
Back then, I always thought that you were extremely talented and would look at you ten years later, just a frigid young man.What do you think of becoming a god and being saint, and being young and never getting old? Do you know how childish and ridiculous what you say is?
Su Wuduo smiled.
The moss is everywhere in the well and the moss is everywhere, and there are many ancient characters in the square script; today's rain in Yangshan should be harmonious with wine!You used the stele and poems on Longting Mountain Road to teach me a lesson, but you even said I was naive?
Xi Wuquan knew only about the third type of Yin people in front of him, but in Yuyang, even in the first time, even the mixed fish Yin people who had broken body and limited combat power, there were also examples where they could still hurt people after being cut in the waist.
Chief Zishou, who is used to seeing the wind and waves, is no longer the innocent and susceptible young man in the past, and will not believe that Su Wuduo has lost his combat power; he is not counted as him, and he is half-lived and faces five Yin people alone, so Xi Wuquan doesn't think he can escape unstoppably.
But in order to bring his disciples, he would never fall down here.
He started Yuangong and wrote the two words "Yangshan" in the night with silver hooks and iron strokes. The pen was powerful and the large characters formed by condensed energy reflected the torch flame light, which shone brightly in an instant, like stars.The word Qi dissipated in an instant, but the reflected light was faintly visible in the night, just like the towering Longting Mountain.
The mountains and rivers are sunny in the north.The main peak of Longting Mountain is half inside Yangting County. Yangting refers to the south of Longting Mountain. Over time, Longting Mountain is also known as Yangshan.
Xi Wuquan fought against five with one, but the Yin people did not dare to get closer, as if they were intimidated by the word Yangshan.He cleared his throat and raised his breath and said loudly: The Nine Veins of Yangshan, subdue the demons and relieve the disaster!Although you are disappointed, do you still remember that under the gate of Longting Mountain, you cannot allow evil spirits to be rampant?
The morale of the disciples of the Qigong Palace was greatly boosted. I don’t know who started it, and shouted in unison: The Nine Veins of Yangshan, subdue the demons and quell the disaster!
The nine veins of Yangshan Mountain, subdue demons and relieve disasters!
It resounds through the sky, and the blood boils when it hears it.Xi Wuquan knew the first voice that shouted, and suddenly felt relieved: This child didn't blame me.
Yu Guang glanced at Ying Fengse slowly retreating, secretly praised his judgment of the situation for extremely accurate: Long Fang, a Shixingzhuang, wanted to save him, but it was not today. Besides, the Yin people went south, and who was planning behind the scenes, so the Qigong could not be let go; if he could take advantage of the intimidation of the Yin people and lead his disciples to quietly withdraw from Shixingzhuang, he could only return to the mountain to report.
A burst of laughter mixed with Xuexue's sob sound suddenly sounded. Xu Wuduo did not use his true power. Therefore, most of the disciples of the Qigong who raised their arms and shouted in the distance could not hear it. In addition to Xi Wuquan who was close to him, he could also hear it.You think... The head of the Yin Man smiled and raised his head, with a sinister splendor flashing in his bloody eyes: Are you going to deal with us?
Xi Wuquan felt an ominous feeling in his heart. Before he could reach the touch, Xu Wuduo suddenly raised his anger and shouted: Tonight's blood sacrifice, use flesh as a cultivation, and kill foreign enemies, I will give you immortality!
The exercise of his skills caused his abdominal wound to bleed rapidly, but he didn't care at all. These few words overwhelmed the passionate shouts of the disciples of Qigong, as if they spread throughout every corner of the village.The disciples of Qigong kept silent in shock, but the accident happened unexpectedly. A 60-year-old woman lying on the ground stood up tremblingly, as if her legs had been kneeling for a long time, and she was unstable. She staggered towards the nearest Qigong disciple.The young man was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with beautiful eyebrows and instinctively reaching out to support him. After seeing the tip of the old woman’s hairpin in her hand, she thought and let her go sideways, and said in a cold voice: This old lady, you are a sharp pain in your knee bent, but another woman opened her mouth and bit it down!
Seven or eight people rushed up. Before the disciple of Qigong drew his sword, he instantly penetrated into the figure. Even the shrill scream lasted for half a while. The crazy villagers kept pulling something from him, and blood splattered like wine.
All the disciples of Qigong were attacked almost at the same time. The ones who took action were the villagers who were originally kneeling on the ground. Instead, the bandits watched from the side with laughter, their eyes shining, as if they were watching the lively Lantern Festival.
Only then did the zombie man feel relieved and suddenly turned to Duguji.
This is what you said... Could it be that all the villagers were poisoned by Wuduo?
That may not be true.Do you think that people become crazy and unwise and need to rely on external things?
Dugu Ji narrowed his eyes and looked at the crazy fighting from afar and near, and smiled faintly.
Just gather people together and do this.I was tied outside the execution ground back then. I have seen too many thieves who were killed by the people. Have they really had deep hatred and relatives and brothers of mine, and their relatives were brutally killed in the midst of rebellion?There is nothing at all.With just a few words of inciting and righteous indignation, they can throw out the stones in their hands.People are born to be such a vulgar animal. If they are too big, they will be violent and will be alone without courage.
Do you think that training troops is to go to battle and kill the enemy?That's true.After all, what they practice is to obey discipline so that they can listen to others and not be easily incited. If they enter the city, they will rape and loot, burn, kill, smash and loot.Sui Wuduo has been here for half a year for night tour sacrifices. These people's minds have long been ineffective. Otherwise, just a few dozen bandits could see dozens or even hundreds of times more villagers?
Liang Yànzhen protected A Xue who couldn't bear to watch anymore, and her voice was so anxious that she couldn't help but out: What should I do?
If this continues, everyone... will die!
The disciples of Qigong were outnumbered, but after all, they were carrying martial arts. Except for a few people who were caught off guard and tragically attacked at the beginning, the rest drew their swords and fought hard to resist.
However, even though the villagers were unarmed, they still rushed forward one after another, trying to obtain the immortal flesh and blood cultivation. In addition, the Qigong side was still in shock, so it was only a matter of time before they were taken down.
Suddenly, a man came out from the side, his robes were clean and his manners were polite. He bowed to everyone. He was the boy, a zombie man in the previous shop. Master, it’s time to leave, it’s not advisable to stay here for a long time.
Please, everyone.
Looking closely, he found that his facial features were too handsome, like pink and jade carvings, and only when he looked at them from a distance was given to others.
The feeling is that he is actually very tall and two years older than A Xue. In the future, he will definitely be a beautiful man who will fascinate countless famous ladies.
Let's not leave.
The zombie man said solemnly: Frost color, those on the field are all your fellow disciples. Even if your martial arts are a bit embarrassing, you can't leave it alone, save one.
Liang Yànzhen could hardly believe his ears: You let such a cute child break into hundreds of crazy villages to save people?
The boy called Frost Color was much calmer than Miss Liang, and he didn't even hop around his eyelids, as if he had known that he would have been like this and bowed to accept the order.
If the master is in danger, the disciple must give priority to rush back and protect him.Only this section is beyond discussion.
You are here─The zombie man couldn't help laughing: Do you criticize memorials?Old-fashioned!Go and go, I can't die.Is it your master who returns me?It's up to me.
The young man must be respectful and respectful, bow to respond, and said: In addition, to reduce his life and waste some household income.
The zombie man showed impatient face and waved his hands repeatedly: I've never done anything to kill people with money, don't be irritated.Be careful.
Disciple can understand.
The boy saluted and said goodbye to everyone, and then walked into the square. He seemed to be walking in the garden, but no one could touch the corner of his clothes. Wherever he passed, the villagers staggered and collapsed, like stepping on vegetable oil. After falling to the ground, most of them could not twitch, as if the acupoints were being controlled, but the boy could not see clearly how he took action.
Bei Yunhu saw it a little dazzled and murmured: His martial arts... are even higher than mine.Is this the strength of Fengyunxia?
The zombie man smiled and said: It's just a false reputation.We have been like this for hundreds of years, so we just make do with it.
When they reached a crowded place, the young man's robe sleeves were slightly raised, and the paper bag that flew out was in the middle of the red-eyed villagers. A vast cloud of white sludge burst out, which turned out to be flour.
The villagers' heads and faces were covered with blood, and the flour was stained with it, so it was difficult to see things. As the boy approached, he fell to the ground one after another, leaving white footprints on the ground.
Dugu Ji suddenly burst out and laughed.
I said that brushing the acupoints and closing breaths is a top internal technique. Not to mention the eyesight of recognizing the acupoints, just the requirements for internal strength, this kid cannot do it even if he starts practicing. It turns out that it is not acupoints, but stepping on those people's feet.
Stepping on foot is a common way for naughty children in the village to fight, and it is difficult to reach the elegant place.
However, the young man cooperated with the light skills and applied it in the dodge, which not only greatly reduced the frequency of limbs, avoided entanglement, and increased the chance of defeating one against more people, but also the soles and toes were the key to human pain. Once the bones were broken, ordinary people fell to the ground immediately and completely lost the ability to move.
Don’t the zombie man know the trick of his beloved disciple?
I coughed twice, but I just refused.
Only then did Bei Yunhu realize that the young man took advantage of the loopholes and did not have the skill of practicing wise internal skills at a young age. However, when he thought that he did not have such ability to adapt quickly, make accurate and ingenious judgments, and if he really fought, he might still lose. He immediately felt relieved: The Fengyunxia series is indeed well-deserved!
Suddenly, Axue said: He... is really capable.
It seems extremely envious, but also a little disappointed.
Liang Yànzhen empathized with it and almost blurted out. With a thought, she touched his hair and laughed softly: You can practice martial arts, but not everyone has a chivalrous heart.You know how to protect your sister at such a young age. In the future, you will definitely be a hero.
Axue's cheeks were slightly red, her neck shrank, and then she became cheerful.
The boy is not the only variable to enter the battle group.
On the other side, Ying Fengse held a sword in one hand and chopped everyone whenever he saw him, but it was not a brutal act of losing his mind and being frantically chaotic. He took into account the situation, tear open the crowd with extraordinary accuracy, and quickly rescued several fellow disciples who were struggling to support him.
Under his leadership, the surviving disciples of the Joint Army reorganized the offensive and realized that they were the villagers who were hunted to wake up and began to flee in all directions.
It is hard for Ying Fengse to not notice the figure of the young man who was walking gracefully after one hand, and Wuming's anger was burning in his chest.
His decisiveness, clear decision and leadership skills are undoubtedly the key to turning the outcome around this time. However, the young man is more like the Fengyunxia disciple in everyone's mind than him, floating out of the world, talking and laughing, just like the figure of his uncle he has looked up to since childhood.
──The man refused to stay in Longting Mountain and refused to participate in the elder's proposal of Zhizhiguan. He said that his internal injuries were severe and he had to rest... He endured all these.However, this guy took disciples at the foot of the mountain and taught his unique skills secretly!
He vented his anger on the heads of the villagers and bandits, and slashed all the way to Long Dafang.
Long Dafang sat up on the stretcher and shouted without any trouble. He relied on the desperate protection of the two elderly disciples from the Shock Valley beside him, so he was not torn into a ball of fat by the crazy villagers. Seeing Ying Fengse coming, tears were almost flowing out, and he cried out in a mournful voice: Senior brother, Senior brother!Come and save me... Elder Xi!
Suddenly, his eyes were round, as if he had seen something terrifying with three heads and six arms.
Ying Fengse's heart was cold and he turned around in a hurry. He saw the Yin man kneeling on one knee in the distance suddenly stood up, and a paper sword penetrated straight into Xi Wuquan's heart.
Xi Wuquan sprayed blood on the enemy's mouth, and threw the female vagina in her arms on her face.
Elder Xi──!
Axue also showed a look of desire for an answer.
Dugu Ji touched his nose and twitched twice.
The soil in the Tibetan Valley is called a treasure, and it is called the soil of the bardo. It can bury people into living zombies that are immortal.I said there are such a ghost thing in the world. Isn’t it that I’m still digging 180 kilograms of his mother? Is it done at home? Do I take it alone and apply it externally after taking it for three meals?
He casually retelled the words that were not long, including the seventeenth master's Yuedan high theory. After deducting a small amount of original words and a large number of irresponsible distortions, the rest were all cursing.
The zombie man thought about something, subconsciously pinched the disordered and entangled hair on his right hand and stroked it with the flow.
If this hand is used to clean and dress up people, it will be a bit of a handsome young man. Unfortunately, he is holding a messy bird's nest and cannot stroke it, showing pain; he coughs dryly, scratches his temples and ponders: There are many elves in famous mountains and rivers.Since there are saints of healing in the world such as ginseng, will there be no bardo soil that is damaged by turtle breath?The turtle breathing method can reduce breathing and blood flow to less than 30% of ordinary people, and maintain life with innate energy. Although I have never heard of the turtle breathing method that has been practiced for a long time, it is really possible. If you are young and not old, there is a reasonable explanation.
It is important to know that internal masters prolong their life by using turtle breath, and their skills are all based on the word "relaxation".
A person's heart beats five times with one breath and lives forty-five times with one breath and a turtle's heart vein forty-five times with one breath and a 500-five; it lengthens the internal breath and slows down the consumption of the body, which is like a fake death. Ten days for ordinary people are equal to the day of these Yin people, so ten years of time is only one year for them.
Dugu Ji shaved his chin with his thumb and shook his head.
If you really have such martial arts, you will become a god.Among the top masters I have seen in my life, there is no one who will live forever. These living zombies are so young, which must be caused by external forces.The bardo earth is so magical, and they have to be buried in the soil to achieve results. If it weren't for this, it would be said that it would be against the will of heaven.
Bei Yunhu came to her senses and slapped her high-fives: That's exactly that!There is a forbidden area behind the village, and no one is allowed to approach it. I have sneaked in and investigated many times, but I can't see any strangeness.Now that I think about it, I am afraid that all the people buried below will be foul people.
The zombie man suddenly said: It is rare to see Yin people. Maybe it will not be until the full moon night before crawling out of the forbidden area.
I have to live for thirty days and nights a month, and after a day of age, they only have one night of activity per month. It has been less than a year for them for ten years, and it is more than April, which is considered a bit scarce, and it may only be more than two months.
Liang Yànzhen and A Xue looked at each other, as if they were hearing some weird and strange tale, not at all true.
This statement may not be nonsense, but there is a problem with the boss.
Dugu Ji smiled and said: Suppose that Yin people cannot live without the earth in the bardo and can only move for one night a month, and someone will travel thousands of miles apart, and the corpse and earth are transported to Shixingzhuang.According to the name Xi, it is difficult for the people in the dark to move during the day, and they cannot resist even if they set fire. If anyone knows that such a door would be like a god of night to worship the living zombies?The person who transports corpses must not be the living treasures of Long Fang.Hello, you sneak into the forbidden area, isn’t anyone taking care of you?The last two sentences were said to Bei Yunhu.
Bei Yunhu shook her head.It is said to be forbidden land, so naturally no one can get close to it.But it was in a deserted forest, and it was already deserted. I haven't been there for a long time, and I'm not sure if there are anyone else.
Moth's eyebrows frowned slightly, as if he remembered something, but he was not sure, and he pursed his beautiful lips and looked thoughtful.
This kind of stubborn expression with a little stubborn look is very familiar. No one can dig out the truth from her mouth what the ugly girl refuses to say.
The zombie man was suspicious for a moment, and thought to himself: Xi Wuquan made a big statement on the elder's collegial meeting. Although he was under house arrest, Zhizhiguan's house was not a vegetarian. I knew that they sent people to Yuyang to investigate and found the mound he mentioned, but did not find any useful things.
Bei Yunhu came to her senses and spoke indifferently: Obviously the person sent did not tell the truth, right?
The zombie man rarely had a stern face and said in a stern way: If you have any questions about your master, please tell me, I will take you to the rightful way and let him return you justice. As soon as possible, I will take those boring tricks of pointing out mulberry and slandering the world.This matter is very important, and it is not something that allows you to take advantage of the situation and settle personal grudges!Can't you tell the difference between the severity of the matter?
Bei Yunhu smiled slightly and said indifferently: What's the difficulty? These living dead people pretend to be magical and ghosts. In the eyes of the Seventeenth Master, who is so powerful that they can only take it down in the blink of an eye. Then, please ask the elder to go to Longting Mountain, and be clear about the questioning of Zhishi and Guan, and see who is doing it.
The zombie man hummed heavily, silent, and his face looked very ugly.
Dugu Ji raised his chin in the direction of the cart.The reason why you agreed to intervene is no longer there. Do you still have to worry about this matter of destroying Zhuangzi?
Bei Yunhu looked into the distance and was lying in a mischievous way and staring at her second young master Long Fangyi, with a very complicated expression.
Pity, sadness, confusion... The seven emotions and five flavors changed several times on the extraordinary little face, and I could not make up my mind.
The girl murmured in a low voice as if she was talking to herself: If this is a disease or a poison, can't it be cured?How can you... how can you become like this if you are alone?
Your devil husband is dead.
Dugu Ji rubbed his chin, and although he didn't care, he didn't have any sarcasm of gloating, he was much gentler than usual.
No matter what they did to him, he wasn't the same person anymore.You are the only one who can't get over it. I believe that when this newborn second young master Long Fang rapes and robs and eats raw people alive, he will not feel uncomfortable.
...What should the others in the village do?The girl blurted out.
This is what I want to confirm with you.
Dugu Ji shrugged his shoulders, held his smile, and said seriously: As a yin person, you can kill all the dirty things that are against the will of heaven and justice.Is this Zhuangzi man also going to kill?
Bei Yunhu raised her eyebrows, but the zombie man came back to his senses first and snatched Bai Dao.What do you mean?
Dugu Ji sneered: Haven’t you discovered this most difficult problem yet?
Xi Wuquan unexpectedly expected that the truth about the explosion of the Tibetan Valley back then was like this. I imagined that it was the desperate situation facing Ye, Xu Wuduo, and his heart was heartbroken.
I...I don't know...I dug there for half a month and found nothing...
It’s not your fault, no one.
Sui Wuduo grinned.
I saw the man Tian Ri again and dug for three years; and then dug out the remaining people one by one, and the expenses were more than that. This is God's will.The soil of the bardo forms shade corpses for at least three years. If you are taught to dig it out, we will eventually die if the injuries we suffer. If you dig it out one or two years ago, the bones, flesh and skin have not yet recovered. It is better to die if you are neither human nor ghost.Nowadays, it can protect youth and enjoy the convenience of enjoyment. Isn’t that wonderful?
The word "Enjoyment" made Xi Wuwang feel ache in his chest, but he knew that he would never waver at this time, so he would calm his mind and open his eyes.The price of exchange is to turn you into a raw and flesh-eating demon?
Sui Wuduo laughed loudly.
It is indeed a headache to not taste the taste, but after being transformed into Yin people, oil, salt, rice and vegetables are not good for nourishing. We have made many attempts and found that living people are the best flesh and blood, and supplemented in moderation can prolong the time of activity without soil, but in the end, it is still not as good as bardo soil; it is just that there is no interference from appetite, and lust can be more satisfied.The newborn Yin people cannot tell the difference between the two, otherwise they would not have lost a few beautiful little maids.
Long Fang was frightened when he heard this and finally he was willing to withdraw his gaze from Bei Yunhu's graceful body, shrink his neck, and feel guilty.
Xi Wuqiu murmured: If you lose your heart, lose your heart, is it the human heart?
We've all been infected with this poison, especially you and me.
Sui Wuduo smiled and said: Do you think those people or villagers who were buried alive have not been transformed into evil people?That's because we protect them so well that they fail to get a heart-wrenching knot.
The surviving brothers and brothers have taken care of the woman who is poisoned by the body. No one has shirked the responsibility before You Wuyi inferred that the poison was also passed on to the man.You and Shen Xueer have been lingering for a long time, and you never think you can be lucky?
With a slap in the tip of Pity's shallow flat buttocks, five finger marks appeared on Xueshui's buttocks' buttocks, somehow a faint blue blue, indescribable lewdness and weirdness.
A clear and shallow sound burst out with a delicate moan, raised his eyes with resentment, and the desire flowed in his eyes, which was extremely seductive. A shiny and smooth slimy oozing out the sticky fat.
Xi Wuqiu clenched his fists and said hoarsely: I am different from you.I know who I am.
I'm here to pick you up, no one.
Sui Wuduo said softly: I have mastered the method of transformation and can make anyone a part of us. You are here today, not for no reason, but the clever arrangement of God.I'm sorry that I didn't come earlier, so I let you be alone; if you join us, you will be able to appreciate the mystery of life, no longer worry, but stay with Shen Xueer forever and never be separated.Isn’t this your wish that you have been thinking about every day and every day for ten years?
He restrained his madman's posture and his speech became extremely convincing. Xi Wuquan had not yet touched the situation. Grandpa Long Fang, not far away, was already trembling and kneeling. Huang Zhuo's eyes were filled with eager light. He lay down and shouted: I pray for the blessing of the gods at night to make our blessings last forever and prosperous!
The villagers standing knelt down one after another, and those who were originally kneeling were even more provocative. There was a buzzing sound in the square, making their scalp numb, and even the howling night wind could not be covered.
I was very satisfied with the old comrade-in-arms in the past, and I laughed at my old comrade-in-arms: If you want it, we don’t even need to do it again, and we can’t be a god!The world has been around for hundreds of years, and it is only a few degrees of cold and heat for you and me. What is Longting Mountain? What is it? What is it?How could he be useless? How can he be here now!
...If you become a Yin person, even if you can live without death, will you not be injured?
What?
Xi Wuquan's whisper was almost covered by human voices. Sui Wuduo was stunned and turned around and heard it in a moment. He smiled and said: There are no scars in the world that cannot be repaired by the bardo soil!Only bury it in the soil, and the broken limbs can be connected--
That's good.You don't look like the soil with a coffin on your own.
Xi Wuqiu suddenly looked up: ...Take it!
Half a bright sword tip, puff!When he penetrated Long Fangyi's chest, the young Yin man was stunned and lowered his head, and thrust his sword upwards, passing through the intersection of his shoulders and neck. His left shoulder collapsed diagonally with his arms, revealing a neat section, with the gray flesh and bones clearly visible, and the heart and lungs that were stirring after the division were split.
Sui Wuduo turned his head quickly. He saw Ying Fengse holding a long sword beside him - it was used to cut off the sacrificial rope for the woman - he hugged behind Long Fangyi, cleverly using the corpse as a screen, and laughed hard: "A bad boy!"Just as he was about to raise his legs, he kicked the corpse and the people away. The wind behind his head was already coming, so he quickly swung his arms and turned around and beat him. Unexpectedly, Xi Wuquan seemed to have figured out his mind. The palm that attacked Xu Wuduo's back seemed to be very slim, but it was actually a false move. The tall and thin elder Qigong shrank and drilled under the yin man's back. At the same time, he was cold and kicked out. At mid-year, he used the power of the anti-shock to smash the car board, hugged Yingfengse and rolled down the bottom of the car.
Sui Wuduo landed on the opposite side, and he staggered and turned steadily, without even vomiting blood. Xi Wuli felt his legs and feet sore and numb, like wood and stones in his heart. He forced his true energy to move his strength, and tried his best to pull out the calamus embedded in Yingfengse's palm.
The boy's face was pale and gritted his teeth and did not scream. Xi Wuqiu was both caring and apologizing, and said in a low voice: The situation is critical, life should be put first.When I was young, I would go back to the mountain and look for famous doctors and medicines again, so that I would definitely restore you to the same as before.
Before the adjustment is completed, the effect of the material to attach strength will inevitably be greatly reduced. The green paper is soaked in blood, and when pulled out, it will stick to muscles, bones, meridians, etc., which will inevitably cause harm.
However, the opportunity to take action is fleeting, and the two evils are the least important, which is also a last resort.
Ying Fengse pointed the acupoints of the shoulder and arm and tore off his clothes?He wrapped his wounds and replied in a low voice: Disciple, please pay attention... Master, be careful!
With a loud bang, the cart carrying the slaughter rack was split into pieces, and a ball of bat-like black shadows mingled among countless pieces and suddenly came.
...Retreat!
Xi Wuquan held the wind-colored back and steadily pushed out three meters away. He spread his sleeves like a brush, and turned over like writing wind and clouds. The splashing cracked wood twisted copper was fixed in front of him, and he pushed it into one side, and then two horizontal, two vertical and four vertical strokes. The strength was so strong that it was a well character with a large slab that was more than one person tall. Although dust and sand can pass through the strokes, it was not too long, but it had to run into it.
The scholar's morale has not changed for many years, but it has become more circumspect!
Sui Wuduo closed his hands together, raised them high above the top, and condensed the air along his arms. The whirlwind pieces of earth and rock condensed into a huge cone. As his falling body fell, he burst into tic-toe air!
On the battlefield, let your books be empty!
Xi Wuquan pulled away and retreated quickly, staggered, and the broken tic toe ticks surged, like a wave of sand, almost swallowing him; Xu Wuduo rode the wave toes without touching the ground, and the strength of the cone was at the end of the strong crossbow, both of which were shaved, and the dry claws penetrated into dust and sand, and he could directly take Xi Wuquan's throat!
The premature aging shocked Gu Zishou's chief robe danced with sleeves, rolled up his arms, and he was about to break his throat when he was about to break his throat. After a few years, I stepped onto the ground. I was about to urge me, but I realized that the sand waves on both sides had not dispersed, and they were clamped up like a railing like a crab claw, which was exactly the left and right half of the character "Morch".
The sand pliers collapsed as soon as they were clamped, and the strength was all affected by the Yin people. The corners of their mouths were filled with purple blood, and their legs suddenly sank. Wherever they stood, a huge Yin character appeared. The earth and stones in the strokes were soft and rotten like slurry, and then the energy burst out. Some dragged him down, some wrapped around his legs and feet like vines, and some shot upwards, like countless small flying knives coming!
The robe of Xuwuduo was split and blood flew, and the screams were not over. Xiwuduo's tortoiseshell pen had slid out of the sleeve tube. The word "Moss" was written all the way from the middle of the Yinren's eyebrows. Xuwuduo's arms were blocked with rapid luck, resisting the nib of the murderous pen that was more solid than gold and iron, but more wild than swords, adding countless sharp tricks.
The writing style was not completed, Xi Wuzhu finished writing all the words without stopping, turning around in the air, and the large characters formed by condensed air were almost transparent, but they burst out with unprecedented terrifying wind and rushed straight to the Yin people!There is no need to avoid it in the year. If you use your body as a soldier to break the word Qi, the last stroke of the word "六" breaks through the defense and penetrates into your abdomen.
Xi Wuquan didn't even look at it, and suddenly turned around. There were many ancient characters in square scripts. Five characters fell into the ground, which was exactly where the other five Yin people were on the wall. There was no way to borrow any force in the air. The five people who were originally rushing towards each other were slightly stagnant and moved hard, and fell one after another before the big characters. They didn't know what clever and tricky mechanisms were attached to the words, and they didn't dare to step beyond the line.
Very... so vicious hands and eyes, so amazing scheming!
Sui Wuduo knelt on one knee, covered his lower abdomen with his hands, and bleeding could not be seen between his fingers - if that could still be called blood.
The blood of Yin people is far darker and more stickier than that of living people, with a strange purple paste blue; in contrast, the blood of Long Fangyi, which fell to the ground, seems to be closer to that of a strange dark tone, which may be related to the shallowness of his transformation into Yin people.
When you pulled out paper darts for the thief, you will pay me a lot?
Sui Wuduo shook his head exaggeratedly, and he could not hide his pain while talking. Yin people still feel pain. Without a pen, you will become an ugly person with a thick face as thick as a wall and a black heart as charcoal. What is the difference between this and the collegial discussions between the faction elders and the elder Zhizhi and Guan you have always hated?
Xi Wuquan snorted coldly.
On the battlefield, how can there be no love?You slept for nine years and ten months, but I have lived for ten years.
Back then, I always thought that you were extremely talented and would look at you ten years later, just a frigid young man.What do you think of becoming a god and being saint, and being young and never getting old? Do you know how childish and ridiculous what you say is?
Su Wuduo smiled.
The moss is everywhere in the well and the moss is everywhere, and there are many ancient characters in the square script; today's rain in Yangshan should be harmonious with wine!You used the stele and poems on Longting Mountain Road to teach me a lesson, but you even said I was naive?
Xi Wuquan knew only about the third type of Yin people in front of him, but in Yuyang, even in the first time, even the mixed fish Yin people who had broken body and limited combat power, there were also examples where they could still hurt people after being cut in the waist.
Chief Zishou, who is used to seeing the wind and waves, is no longer the innocent and susceptible young man in the past, and will not believe that Su Wuduo has lost his combat power; he is not counted as him, and he is half-lived and faces five Yin people alone, so Xi Wuquan doesn't think he can escape unstoppably.
But in order to bring his disciples, he would never fall down here.
He started Yuangong and wrote the two words "Yangshan" in the night with silver hooks and iron strokes. The pen was powerful and the large characters formed by condensed energy reflected the torch flame light, which shone brightly in an instant, like stars.The word Qi dissipated in an instant, but the reflected light was faintly visible in the night, just like the towering Longting Mountain.
The mountains and rivers are sunny in the north.The main peak of Longting Mountain is half inside Yangting County. Yangting refers to the south of Longting Mountain. Over time, Longting Mountain is also known as Yangshan.
Xi Wuquan fought against five with one, but the Yin people did not dare to get closer, as if they were intimidated by the word Yangshan.He cleared his throat and raised his breath and said loudly: The Nine Veins of Yangshan, subdue the demons and relieve the disaster!Although you are disappointed, do you still remember that under the gate of Longting Mountain, you cannot allow evil spirits to be rampant?
The morale of the disciples of the Qigong Palace was greatly boosted. I don’t know who started it, and shouted in unison: The Nine Veins of Yangshan, subdue the demons and quell the disaster!
The nine veins of Yangshan Mountain, subdue demons and relieve disasters!
It resounds through the sky, and the blood boils when it hears it.Xi Wuquan knew the first voice that shouted, and suddenly felt relieved: This child didn't blame me.
Yu Guang glanced at Ying Fengse slowly retreating, secretly praised his judgment of the situation for extremely accurate: Long Fang, a Shixingzhuang, wanted to save him, but it was not today. Besides, the Yin people went south, and who was planning behind the scenes, so the Qigong could not be let go; if he could take advantage of the intimidation of the Yin people and lead his disciples to quietly withdraw from Shixingzhuang, he could only return to the mountain to report.
A burst of laughter mixed with Xuexue's sob sound suddenly sounded. Xu Wuduo did not use his true power. Therefore, most of the disciples of the Qigong who raised their arms and shouted in the distance could not hear it. In addition to Xi Wuquan who was close to him, he could also hear it.You think... The head of the Yin Man smiled and raised his head, with a sinister splendor flashing in his bloody eyes: Are you going to deal with us?
Xi Wuquan felt an ominous feeling in his heart. Before he could reach the touch, Xu Wuduo suddenly raised his anger and shouted: Tonight's blood sacrifice, use flesh as a cultivation, and kill foreign enemies, I will give you immortality!
The exercise of his skills caused his abdominal wound to bleed rapidly, but he didn't care at all. These few words overwhelmed the passionate shouts of the disciples of Qigong, as if they spread throughout every corner of the village.The disciples of Qigong kept silent in shock, but the accident happened unexpectedly. A 60-year-old woman lying on the ground stood up tremblingly, as if her legs had been kneeling for a long time, and she was unstable. She staggered towards the nearest Qigong disciple.The young man was only seventeen or eighteen years old, with beautiful eyebrows and instinctively reaching out to support him. After seeing the tip of the old woman’s hairpin in her hand, she thought and let her go sideways, and said in a cold voice: This old lady, you are a sharp pain in your knee bent, but another woman opened her mouth and bit it down!
Seven or eight people rushed up. Before the disciple of Qigong drew his sword, he instantly penetrated into the figure. Even the shrill scream lasted for half a while. The crazy villagers kept pulling something from him, and blood splattered like wine.
All the disciples of Qigong were attacked almost at the same time. The ones who took action were the villagers who were originally kneeling on the ground. Instead, the bandits watched from the side with laughter, their eyes shining, as if they were watching the lively Lantern Festival.
Only then did the zombie man feel relieved and suddenly turned to Duguji.
This is what you said... Could it be that all the villagers were poisoned by Wuduo?
That may not be true.Do you think that people become crazy and unwise and need to rely on external things?
Dugu Ji narrowed his eyes and looked at the crazy fighting from afar and near, and smiled faintly.
Just gather people together and do this.I was tied outside the execution ground back then. I have seen too many thieves who were killed by the people. Have they really had deep hatred and relatives and brothers of mine, and their relatives were brutally killed in the midst of rebellion?There is nothing at all.With just a few words of inciting and righteous indignation, they can throw out the stones in their hands.People are born to be such a vulgar animal. If they are too big, they will be violent and will be alone without courage.
Do you think that training troops is to go to battle and kill the enemy?That's true.After all, what they practice is to obey discipline so that they can listen to others and not be easily incited. If they enter the city, they will rape and loot, burn, kill, smash and loot.Sui Wuduo has been here for half a year for night tour sacrifices. These people's minds have long been ineffective. Otherwise, just a few dozen bandits could see dozens or even hundreds of times more villagers?
Liang Yànzhen protected A Xue who couldn't bear to watch anymore, and her voice was so anxious that she couldn't help but out: What should I do?
If this continues, everyone... will die!
The disciples of Qigong were outnumbered, but after all, they were carrying martial arts. Except for a few people who were caught off guard and tragically attacked at the beginning, the rest drew their swords and fought hard to resist.
However, even though the villagers were unarmed, they still rushed forward one after another, trying to obtain the immortal flesh and blood cultivation. In addition, the Qigong side was still in shock, so it was only a matter of time before they were taken down.
Suddenly, a man came out from the side, his robes were clean and his manners were polite. He bowed to everyone. He was the boy, a zombie man in the previous shop. Master, it’s time to leave, it’s not advisable to stay here for a long time.
Please, everyone.
Looking closely, he found that his facial features were too handsome, like pink and jade carvings, and only when he looked at them from a distance was given to others.
The feeling is that he is actually very tall and two years older than A Xue. In the future, he will definitely be a beautiful man who will fascinate countless famous ladies.
Let's not leave.
The zombie man said solemnly: Frost color, those on the field are all your fellow disciples. Even if your martial arts are a bit embarrassing, you can't leave it alone, save one.
Liang Yànzhen could hardly believe his ears: You let such a cute child break into hundreds of crazy villages to save people?
The boy called Frost Color was much calmer than Miss Liang, and he didn't even hop around his eyelids, as if he had known that he would have been like this and bowed to accept the order.
If the master is in danger, the disciple must give priority to rush back and protect him.Only this section is beyond discussion.
You are here─The zombie man couldn't help laughing: Do you criticize memorials?Old-fashioned!Go and go, I can't die.Is it your master who returns me?It's up to me.
The young man must be respectful and respectful, bow to respond, and said: In addition, to reduce his life and waste some household income.
The zombie man showed impatient face and waved his hands repeatedly: I've never done anything to kill people with money, don't be irritated.Be careful.
Disciple can understand.
The boy saluted and said goodbye to everyone, and then walked into the square. He seemed to be walking in the garden, but no one could touch the corner of his clothes. Wherever he passed, the villagers staggered and collapsed, like stepping on vegetable oil. After falling to the ground, most of them could not twitch, as if the acupoints were being controlled, but the boy could not see clearly how he took action.
Bei Yunhu saw it a little dazzled and murmured: His martial arts... are even higher than mine.Is this the strength of Fengyunxia?
The zombie man smiled and said: It's just a false reputation.We have been like this for hundreds of years, so we just make do with it.
When they reached a crowded place, the young man's robe sleeves were slightly raised, and the paper bag that flew out was in the middle of the red-eyed villagers. A vast cloud of white sludge burst out, which turned out to be flour.
The villagers' heads and faces were covered with blood, and the flour was stained with it, so it was difficult to see things. As the boy approached, he fell to the ground one after another, leaving white footprints on the ground.
Dugu Ji suddenly burst out and laughed.
I said that brushing the acupoints and closing breaths is a top internal technique. Not to mention the eyesight of recognizing the acupoints, just the requirements for internal strength, this kid cannot do it even if he starts practicing. It turns out that it is not acupoints, but stepping on those people's feet.
Stepping on foot is a common way for naughty children in the village to fight, and it is difficult to reach the elegant place.
However, the young man cooperated with the light skills and applied it in the dodge, which not only greatly reduced the frequency of limbs, avoided entanglement, and increased the chance of defeating one against more people, but also the soles and toes were the key to human pain. Once the bones were broken, ordinary people fell to the ground immediately and completely lost the ability to move.
Don’t the zombie man know the trick of his beloved disciple?
I coughed twice, but I just refused.
Only then did Bei Yunhu realize that the young man took advantage of the loopholes and did not have the skill of practicing wise internal skills at a young age. However, when he thought that he did not have such ability to adapt quickly, make accurate and ingenious judgments, and if he really fought, he might still lose. He immediately felt relieved: The Fengyunxia series is indeed well-deserved!
Suddenly, Axue said: He... is really capable.
It seems extremely envious, but also a little disappointed.
Liang Yànzhen empathized with it and almost blurted out. With a thought, she touched his hair and laughed softly: You can practice martial arts, but not everyone has a chivalrous heart.You know how to protect your sister at such a young age. In the future, you will definitely be a hero.
Axue's cheeks were slightly red, her neck shrank, and then she became cheerful.
The boy is not the only variable to enter the battle group.
On the other side, Ying Fengse held a sword in one hand and chopped everyone whenever he saw him, but it was not a brutal act of losing his mind and being frantically chaotic. He took into account the situation, tear open the crowd with extraordinary accuracy, and quickly rescued several fellow disciples who were struggling to support him.
Under his leadership, the surviving disciples of the Joint Army reorganized the offensive and realized that they were the villagers who were hunted to wake up and began to flee in all directions.
It is hard for Ying Fengse to not notice the figure of the young man who was walking gracefully after one hand, and Wuming's anger was burning in his chest.
His decisiveness, clear decision and leadership skills are undoubtedly the key to turning the outcome around this time. However, the young man is more like the Fengyunxia disciple in everyone's mind than him, floating out of the world, talking and laughing, just like the figure of his uncle he has looked up to since childhood.
──The man refused to stay in Longting Mountain and refused to participate in the elder's proposal of Zhizhiguan. He said that his internal injuries were severe and he had to rest... He endured all these.However, this guy took disciples at the foot of the mountain and taught his unique skills secretly!
He vented his anger on the heads of the villagers and bandits, and slashed all the way to Long Dafang.
Long Dafang sat up on the stretcher and shouted without any trouble. He relied on the desperate protection of the two elderly disciples from the Shock Valley beside him, so he was not torn into a ball of fat by the crazy villagers. Seeing Ying Fengse coming, tears were almost flowing out, and he cried out in a mournful voice: Senior brother, Senior brother!Come and save me... Elder Xi!
Suddenly, his eyes were round, as if he had seen something terrifying with three heads and six arms.
Ying Fengse's heart was cold and he turned around in a hurry. He saw the Yin man kneeling on one knee in the distance suddenly stood up, and a paper sword penetrated straight into Xi Wuquan's heart.
Xi Wuquan sprayed blood on the enemy's mouth, and threw the female vagina in her arms on her face.
Elder Xi──!
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