Chapter 375 One-year-old elimination in the sound of firecrackers!
The star of the year, the dense forest, before the tomb.
Ding Yin looked at the thirty-year-old woman in his arms who was hugging him and crying, and he was stunned:
"You are Afu..."
He looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief. Her appearance was vaguely similar to that of the most precious woman in his heart:
"You are really alive."
"Yes, it's me!"
Han Zifu looked at Ding Yin, and after holding back her excitement, she said: "Uncle Ding..."
"How did you survive!"
Ding Yin was extremely shocked:
"Back then I..."
When Miesheng launched the war against the Nine Realms, it was when Ding Yin broke through to the Four Nine Loose Immortals. He was going through a tribulation in Chenxing, and that drop of Taiyi True Water was obtained by chance.
Suddenly he learned that Miesheng had established an army with nine envoys to invade the nine stars. His first thought at that time was to rush back to Zhenxing, which was his hometown and sect.
But suddenly I received a letter asking for help from my beloved.
That is, the elder of the woman in front of me, a witch named Han Yinsha. At that time, this witch was the saint and chief priest of the Suixing Witch Clan.
At that time, he was faced with whether to return to the Zhenxing Sect first or to help the Wu Clan Wu Gu tribe in Suixing...
In the end, he chose to go to the nearest Suixing first, and then take the Wu people back to Zhenxing.
Unexpectedly.
He was all late.
When he arrived at Suixing, the entire place where the witch witch tribe was located had been reduced to scorched earth. He found the belongings and bones of the witch Han Yinsha among the ruins. There were thousands of holes in the bones.
, streaks of black worms emerged, which were the result of the use of the forbidden witchcraft of the witch clan, 'Nine Songs of the Netherworld'.
And when Ding Yin returned to Zhenxing, he also saw the scene of his Enlightenment Immortal Sect being wiped out by the messengers of Heaven. Just when he was about to be killed by the messengers of Heaven, the nine star masters all moved together.
The star ascended. To say it ascended, it would be better to say that it pulled the nine immortal stars into the eternally still Nine Heavens, sealing them for thousands of years. It is only now that they are slowly recovering.
Therefore, Ding Yin never expected at this time that the people from the Witch Girl tribe, whom he thought were dead at that time, were actually still alive.
Han Zifu couldn't hide the feeling of being reunited with her relatives, and said with tears of joy: "No matter I am still alive, there are more than a dozen witch aunts who have survived with me thousands of miles away. Uncle Ding, you have to come with me to see them."
Them?"
Ding Yin nodded and went.
When he really saw that some of the Wu clan members were still alive, he felt sour in his heart and was speechless for a moment.
Then at Han Zifu's invitation, he stayed here for one night.
In the evening, Han Zifu finally asked Ding to attract Sui Xing. After she calmed down, she also thought that since Uncle Ding thought everyone in her was dead, he probably wasn't looking for her.
Ding Yin said: "I just wanted to come to worship you... Auntie, by the way, I went to the place where the Lord of the Year Star sleeps, to try my luck and see if I can get his guidance and give me the magic of the Year Star to remove the Year Bamboo."
Opportunity."
"Uncle Ding wants to practice the New Year's Bamboo Bamboo. This is something that only the Suixing Bloodline Immortal can understand..."
Han Zifu said, looking at Ding Yin's unwillingness to explain too much, her heart softened and she said: "I know the resting place of Lord Fang Star. After waking up, I also searched for other places on Sui Star.
There are tens of billions of living beings in Sui Xing now, and the remaining ones are less than 10,000, but the Purple Bamboo Forest where Star Lord Fang lives is often visited by people to worship."
The next day.
The two set out from this dense forest of the witch clan, and under Ding Yin's Four-nine Immortal cultivation level, they arrived at the "Purple Bamboo Forest" that Han Zifu called in just half a day.
Looking out from mid-air, the bamboo forest is like a sea, with surging purple air, undulating with the wind, like a purple ocean.
The two people lowered their cloud heads and walked through the purple bamboo forest.
Occasionally, you can hear the cry of peacocks, which brings a certain holy atmosphere here.
After walking for thirty or forty miles into the forest, it finally dawned on me. At the end of my sight, I saw a thatched cottage. A tall and thin figure in a long gown had one hand behind his back and the other hand was holding a bamboo stick. The texture was neither mud nor mud.
Wood is like half bamboo and half clay.
"Junior Han Zifu, meet the Star Lord!"
Even though there was a clay body with her back to them, Han Zifu still knelt down sincerely. If the star master in front of her hadn't lifted the star and soared, bringing her into the ninth heaven, how could she and those tribesmen have survived?
Hereafter comes.
"Star Lord, Fang Jiunian!"
Ding Yin was also staring at the back in trance, but soon he looked at the bamboo stick in the hand of Sui Xing Lord Fang Jiu Nian, and said to himself:
"This one is probably the great magic technique of Lord Sui Star, 'Sui Bamboo'."
"Yes, the bamboo stick in Lord Fang's hand is probably the great magic technique, the so-called 'wiping out the year with the sound of firecrackers'. Star Lord's magic technique is to understand the vitality law of the year star to the extreme, so
A technique created to deprive one of longevity."
Han Zifu stood beside Ding Yin, looked at the bamboo stick in the hand of Star Master Fang Jiunian in front of her, and said:
"I heard that with a bang of this bamboo staff, mortals will be extinguished for one year, monks will be expelled for thousands of years, and immortals will be extinguished for ten thousand years. Look at the bamboo staff with seven sections in total. It is said that since the star master created this technique, it has never been
There are immortals who can hear the complete sound of seven firecrackers to celebrate the New Year."
With seven sounds, a mortal will lose seven years of life, a monk will lose seven thousand years, and an immortal will lose seventy thousand years...
Ding Yin looked at the bamboo and said, "Chen Ying would rather resist the seven blasts?"
The expression on Han Zifu's face suddenly stopped.
She showed a bitter smile, and really didn't know how to answer this question. She must have resisted it, but she didn't know how.
But if they couldn't resist, how could their nine-star scattered immortals, a generation of trillions of people, be slaughtered to the point where they are now only a handful?
Just when she was feeling sad.
But suddenly I heard a voice coming from my ears:
"Junior Ding Yin, please ask Senior Zhu Suizhu to appear and see you!"
Han Zifu turned her head and looked at Ding Yin blankly.
Did she hear it right?
Uncle Ding asked for this bamboo in Star Master's hand?
Ding Yin did not look at Han Zifu at all, but looked at the clay body in front of him solemnly, and said: "This junior knows that the great immortal arts of the nine star masters are all in the realm of magic and spirituality, so the spells also have
Lingzhi, this matter was informed by the Immortal Art of Earth Emperor Prison Suppressing Tower, Senior Nangong Shi, the Star Suppressor, and I also asked Senior Zhu Suizhu to show up..."
For a moment, the bamboo forest was swaying in the wind.
The bamboo leaves rustled.
But no one answered.
but.
But in another time and space that is almost exactly the same as this scene.
The wind blows in the bamboo forest.
The purple bamboo leaves swayed and collided with each other, like the sound of wind chimes all over the sky.
In the bamboo forest.
A thin man with a figure as tall as a slender bamboo sat upright on a bamboo chair in front of the bamboo house. His long knuckles beat the bamboo table rhythmically, seeming to match the natural sound of the collision of bamboo leaves.
This man's face was elegant, like a handsome young man.
He looks to be in his thirties.
Suddenly.
Amidst the purple bamboo forests that fill the sky, everything is silent.
A thirty-year-old man named Fang Jiu Nian, who was not yet the master of the Suixing Star in the future, suddenly opened his eyes and said to himself:
"A master is visiting!"
There was a hint of melancholy and pride in his eyes that could intoxicate women, but at this moment, the voice of a black-clad Taoist priest who appeared three thousand miles away in the purple bamboo forest was reflected in his eyes.
Three thousand miles away in the sky.
In the purple bamboo forest, the world seems to be frozen.
Only the sleeves and sleeves of the Taoist priest in black fluttered like a flag.
Fang Jiunian looked at the Taoist priest three thousand miles away and felt the aura of at least fifty-nine loose immortals in him, which was comparable to his own. Although his heart was slightly awe-inspiring, his face did not change and he spoke calmly:
"Who are you? You came uninvited and broke into my purple bamboo forest."
"Chen Sha, I'm here to learn Mr. Fang's 'magic technique of removing the new year.'"
The Taoist priest in black spoke.
It is Chen Sha.
This world, of course, is also the experience of the fragments of light in the past nine years where Chen Sha came, the first chapter of "Yayin in the Bamboo Forest".