At that time, we were all waiting at a stronghold of the Feicheng Religious Affairs Bureau. For several days, we used the names of Gu Luhong and Liu Changya to hang out with Lin Qiming. This guy was from the central government, so we didn’t encounter any trouble. It was just that he was wearing the same clothes.
Master Wuchen, who was dressed in a shabby Taoist robe, looked at us a few times. This Taoist, who looked like an old farmer in the countryside, was also a very discerning guy. He smiled meaningfully, which made us feel confused and a little chilly.
We had been walking around the outskirts of the headquarters. When we learned that Zen Master Lianzhu had appeared in Yiyang Township, a long time had passed. When we walked out of the door, we had already been received at a guest house of the Religious Affairs Bureau.
Naturally, the first people to meet them were Lin Qiming and other members, as well as people with a certain status such as Wuchen Zhenren. We were wearing masks and could not come forward. We just listened to the news that Xiaokang came back to us and said
The old Zen master who practiced closed-mouth meditation actually spoke. His voice was as strong as a TV announcer, but he seemed much older. And his little apprentice, whose face was covered with acne, actually had a hair on his left arm.
The fluffy hands don't look like humans.
Hearing this news, we all felt relieved, knowing that these two people had finally escaped from rebirth, and nothing happened. As for what Xiaokang said about the little monk Shi Yongkong, we can wait slowly.
Zamao Xiaodao and I ordered something at Xinyi Fried Chicken Restaurant on Gongye 3rd Road, drank a few sips of beer, and found it tasteless, so we paid and left. At that time, the lights were on, and the two of us walked around this small northern town.
I walked around and felt the different scenery and the simple tone. In the past few days, the miscellaneous haired trail and the tiger cat were busy sneaking around. It was only now that they were willing to tell me that the Thunder Punishment Sword was fused with itself.
The accumulated thunderous intention, the essence and blood of the Sword-spine Crocodile Dragon and the rainbow energy of Zen Master Lunzhu were combined, and then blended with Tao Yuan, and finally with the help of Lord Tiger Cat, the sword spirit was finally created.
What is the sword spirit? This sword spirit is the will of Lei Pun. Like the wife mirror spirit, it has its own consciousness and ability, which is the basis for becoming a magical weapon. The emergence of the sword spirit also marks the entry of Lei Pun into the flying world.
Row of swords.
Although the new Thunder Punishment is not as long-standing as the flying swords handed down from medieval times such as Li Tengfei's Demon Slayer and Luo Feiyu's Beautiful Girl, it is also unique after being combined with so many unparalleled things, which makes people look forward to what it will have.
Ability.
The Thunder Punishment Sacrifice Sword uses Mao Yijiu's evil ghost spirit body as a guide. It sees blood when it is born, and the Yin blood shoots out rapidly.
In time, Thunder Punishment will definitely become a magical weapon that is famous in the world. It will appear in everyone's field of vision along with the Zamao Trail and become a legend that people admire. The only worrying thing is that it contains the power of rainbow.
Luo Feiyu seemed to be vaguely aware of the power before. If the Evil Spirit Sect really cares about that power, it would be another public case and troublesome if pursued.
Zamao Xiaodao and I were walking and chatting. At about nine o'clock in the evening, Lin Qiming called and said that he had sent those people away and asked us to come over to a certain suite in the guest house to catch up with old friends.
Speaking of which, the masters at Sheshenya were also kind to us, so Zamao Xiaodao and I had been restless, just waiting for such a call, so we stopped a taxi and hurried back.
When we arrived at the guest house, we found Zen Master Lianzhu's room. The person who opened the door was Lin Qiming. Sitting inside were Zen Master Lianzhu and Shi Yongkong, as well as the great monk Shifa. As Xiaokang said, Zen Master Lianzhu is indeed a bit old.
His bald head was covered with wrinkles and his eyebrows were all white. When he saw us coming in, the old Zen master stood up and said that it had been a long time since we last met, and Shi Fang had to be rescued by everyone and never leave, and he was able to escape from death.
I will sacrifice my life to record this feeling. If anything happens in the future, just speak out.
When the old Zen master was practicing closed-mouth meditation, he looked like a towering mountain, which made people inaccessible. But now he was as kind as the dad next door, which made us a little uncomfortable. So he was so polite that it went without saying.
Seeing that the black aura was gone from Shi Fang's brows, when he asked, he learned that the corpse aura on his body had been wiped away by a master at the Religious Affairs Bureau.
During this time, I saw Shi Yongkong's left arm. In my memory, his left hand was torn off by that guy Zhou Lin, but now another one was attached, but this arm was hidden inside the sleeve, holding up the sleeve.
It was swollen. Seeing me, I couldn't help but look at it. This young monk, who was quite senior, didn't hide anything. He rolled up his sleeves and saw that the arms were actually plush, like the hands of an animal.
Shi Yongkong told us very frankly that this was the hand of a werewolf. His left arm was broken that day, and he fell into the cliff with his master and almost died of blood loss. At that time, they did not fall into the Dongyi that Shi Fang said.
Instead, he fell into a lair, where he encountered a pack of wolves. These primitive inhabitants of the underground attacked them and almost died. Later, his master used his magical power to remove all parts of his body.
The bleeding was stopped, and while the muscles on the arm were not necrotic, he tore a werewolf's arm directly and reattached it to him.
Having said this, the little monk pinched his plush left hand, and the bones inside made a crackling sound, showing extraordinary strength.
After that, they stayed in the cave for several days, almost unable to hold on any longer. As a result, the mountain shook and a crack opened, allowing them to finally see the light of day again. When he said this, he laughed and said that he was really disappointed.
From the east corner of the mulberry tree, since the master used a wonderful method to install this wolf arm on him, the result is that the strength is surprisingly strong. He can lift a weight that was unimaginable in the past, and his punches are like the wind.
It was as if the power of the dead wolf was attached to his body...
He said so, but I saw that there seemed to be deep regret in his words. Look at the rough claws on the left hand of the replacement wolf, which are full of barbs. This is very difficult for a young monk in his youth.
To me, it's really a bit too cruel.
Fortunately he still has his right hand, otherwise, alas...
Everyone has the friendship of fighting side by side. They save us and we save them. It is a life-long friendship. I once again regretted the death of the monk Shi Neng, and told everyone about the subsequent situation, and finally understood everything.
No one was seriously injured, so we said goodbye to the masters at Sheshen Cliff and left here.
To put it bluntly, Shi Shen Ya suffered heavy losses, Shi Neng died in battle, Shi Fang's poison was cured, but his cultivation has stagnated, Shi Yongkong's arm was replaced by a werewolf, and the most regrettable thing is that Zen Master Lianzhu...
It's such a pity that Jiazi didn't open his mouth, but his life was ruined in one fell swoop.
Sheshenya was our enemy before and drove me and Zamao Xiaodao into chaos all over the mountain. However, later on, we had the friendship of fighting side by side. We naturally remembered that we would not say too much words of respect and kept them in our hearts.
At that time, we did not stay in the guest house of Feicheng Religious Affairs Bureau for a few days. Zen Master Lianzhu and others left after explaining everything clearly. There was no need to go through any annoying reporting and isolation procedures before they returned.
The place where he died on the cliff.
The next day Master Wuchen of the Laoshan Sect also left here. After severely damaging the Evil Spirit Sect, he was still not happy. The old Taoist's favorite disciples were killed by the Evil Spirit Sect and their bodies were thrown into the wilderness.
No matter what, the lives of the disciples could not be restored, so they all returned more or less disappointed, not very happy.
Zamao Xiaodao and I didn't go to say goodbye at all. We just waited a few times and glanced at the window. However, even so, we were stared at by this old Taoist. Like a slippery snake, it was like a slippery snake.
Climb over.
The happiest person here is Lin Qiming. This gentleman came here this time to deal with the appearance of the wolf pack in Ludong. Not only did he accidentally hit him, but he also used the hands of Master Wuchen to eradicate all those mysterious guys.
He also killed most of the main members of the Binhai Honglu of the Evil Spirit Sect, which was a real achievement. In the more than half a year since he took office, he also eradicated Min Mo and others when he was in Southern Province, and his achievements were remarkable.
With his outstanding achievements, he countered all the gossip he received when he was promoted over the next level, and finally stabilized his position, barely allowing anyone to discuss his qualifications anymore.
Countless heads are the most real achievements, and no one can erase them.
We stayed in Feicheng for a few days to help sort out the rest of the things, and we didn’t get too involved in the rest of the matter. Under the leadership of Xiaokang, we really had a good visit in this big Shandong area - it is worth mentioning
One sentence I clicked is that when we were in Feicheng, we also met Fu Niu, a female student from the training camp. This master of jungle warfare had now become the person in charge of Ludong, and her level had been upgraded by two levels, but we
I didn't dare to admit it, after all, there was a case against me.
But as Lin Qiming said, a truly cool man, no matter how low-key he is, is still like a firefly in the dark night, so Fu Niu paid great attention to the two idlers who appeared next to him. She came over to chat with us many times, as if she wanted to confirm whether they were
us.
After experiencing the brutal training activities, our group of classmates gradually began to take up important positions and grow up.
The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and everyone is growing gradually.
I had a great time visiting Qilu Land for several days, but there were countless sights and the places I visited were not very deep. I just had to take a quick look around. During this time, Zamao Trail worked hard to reach a tacit understanding with Lei Punishment.
, and we are recuperating the body that was damaged in the past few days during the game, so that it can reach a better peak state.
Time flies, and the days soon enter July. On the evening of the 1st, senior brother called us and made an appointment with us. We stopped staying and took the train south, preparing to meet up in Jinling and go up to Maoshan together.
It is said that our trip is to celebrate Tao Jinhong's 100th birthday.