It’s just after the New Year, and the mountains are covered with ice and snow.
In a snow-white valley, a small altar emits a faint light.
Xiong Taidou bowed to the ground, knelt down and saluted towards the altar, and recited a secret mantra.
There was a green cloud around his body. He represented Buddhism and acted as a vanguard to set off a riot among hundreds of millions of people in Anping Prefecture. The luck accumulated for Buddhism was constantly poured into the altar like running water.
The magician, wearing a green shirt, stood quietly aside.
On a cold day, he waved his folding fan, the breeze blew his bangs, and strands of hair fluttered in the wind, giving him a somewhat elegant air.
After a long, long time, almost all the luck in Xiong Taidou's body disappeared into the altar. Xiong Taidou's own energy and blood became restless, his face turned red, and there were bursts of 'clicking' sounds coming from his body.
On the altar, several palm-sized runes lit up, and an extremely strong pulling power erupted.
Xiong Taidou suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky with a sudden crack as big as a palm: "The sky is cracked?"
The magician suddenly raised his head. Like an insidious snake, he scurried behind Xiong Taidou silently. An extremely thin long needle, one and a half feet long, shone with faint light and stabbed into Xiong Taidou fiercely.
The vital point of the heavenly spirit.
As soon as a needle was inserted, Xiong Taidou's whole body suddenly stiffened.
A very thin thread of blood flowed out from the seven orifices, and Xiong Taidou hissed: "Magic Counter, you... what are you..."
The magician chuckled softly: "The chess pieces must have the consciousness of the chess pieces... Do you think that I went to Anping Prefecture to find you and wasted the few true Buddha relics passed down by the sect to temper your body and improve your cultivation?
, for what?”
The magician smiled brightly: "It's true that your cultivation level was too low before and you were of little use. But now, you are a qualified chess piece."
From the cracks in the sky, an obscure light fell.
The dim light fell directly on the thin needle inserted in Xiong Taidou's head. The extremely fine runes in the needle lit up. Xiong Taidou's body twitched violently, and he kept making shrill wails, a terrifying sight
The pale color gradually spread from the top of his head to his whole body.
After a full quarter of an hour, Xiong Taidou's whole body turned a strange pale white.
The dim light disappeared.
The long needle was pulled out of Xiong Taidou's body bit by bit, and returned to the hands of the magician with a drop of sticky blood.
The magician knelt on the ground respectfully, and kowtowed a few times to Xiong Taidou, who stood up slowly and exuded an evil aura: "Disciple, the magician, please see your master..."
The cracks in the sky slowly disappeared.
Xiong Taidou's pale complexion gradually returned to normal. He moved his body and waved his fist. Then he smiled slightly. Suddenly, a piece of golden glow arose from the top of his head. In the golden glow, a giant King Kong statue loomed, and then he heard a dragon sound.
With a groan, a dragon shadow with gorgeous golden scales flew out from above his head.
"Dajinguang Temple...Datianlong Temple..." Xiong Taidou smiled and said: "Those relics are well put to good use... Back then, a few old thieves from Datianlong Temple almost broke through the mountain gate of our magic calculation sect.
, countless ancestors died suddenly due to their magical power of Tianlongyin."
"It's a pity that the magical power is not as good as the destiny, and those thieves died cleanly. Their relics have been kept in the mountain gate for so many years, and now they are finally put to use."
Xiong Taidou shook his neck, and the golden glow above his head, the dragon's roar, and other strange phenomena disappeared at the same time, leaving only a gray bright light like a chicken, floating behind his head, and waves of extremely subtle sounds.
The waves spread rapidly in all directions, instantly covering the mountains and forests within a hundred miles.
"Well, the Holy Heaven is full of malice towards me, and puts great pressure on the clone that has descended from my soul."
"However, with this body as a shell, you can do something."
Xiong Taidou lowered his head, looked at the magic operator lying on the ground, and said with a smile: "Okay, disciple, get up... Well, is there any movement from the old blood god? Did he really get any big opportunity?
?”
The magician stood up, waved his folding fan, and wiped away the ice and snow residue stained on his robe.
He looked at Xiong Taidou and said with a smile: "Master, my disciple's cultivation is shallow. I don't dare to get close to the avatar of the Blood God Old Ghost and ask for trouble... However, a few days ago, he did something appropriate.
For the business, he kidnapped Dayin’s former Queen Mother and former General..."
The evil fortune teller told everything in detail about the blood god old man kidnapping Leshi and others, supporting Xin Yin, and dividing the world to fight against Dayin.
Xiong Taidou's eyes flickered and he said softly: "Oh? There is such a thing? So... he may have really gotten some opportunities."
"The Holy Spirit of Heaven and Earth will recover, and the will of Heaven and Earth will definitely bless some lucky people, just like the Supreme Supreme of our Yuanling Heaven back then...tsk tsk." Gu
"Although the Old Ghost, the Blood God, is an outsider, it is possible that he directly took away the luck of Zhengshuo from this side of the world with his secret fortune-sharing skills..."
Xiong Taidou stroked his chin and said quietly: "Well, let's not mention it. The reason why I took the risk and came here early is to find out what the old ghost, the Blood God, encountered here... Whether it was danger or opportunity,
It’s always better to plan ahead.”
"But the most important thing now is to heal the obsession with this body!"
Xiong Taidou said solemnly: "This body, Xiong Taidou, his obsession is to kill a small mortal ant? Called Lu Qian? Well, Lu Qian must be killed so that this body can be completely integrated with mine."
Breath, I can move freely only in the Holy Heaven."
Taidou Xiong looked at the magician: "Disciple, since you can scheme against Taidou Xiong, you should know about his affairs."
The magician bowed respectfully to Taidou Xiong: "Master, Lu Qian is Xiong Taidou's enemy. One of his juniors was killed by Lu Qian... Moreover, Xiong Taidou is also a disciple of the Great Vajra Temple.
All the red lotus crossing Erdan that could not be obtained were promised to Lu Qian by the abbot of the Great Vajra Temple."
"so……"
Xiong Taidou touched his bald head and said calmly: "Is the thief from the Great Vajra Temple bald? Where is he?"
The magician said softly: "His recent whereabouts are a bit mysterious, but based on the disciple's arrangements these days, it is..."
Xiong Taidou waved his hand: "Don't be verbose. Your little tricks were all trained little by little by your teacher. I don't care how you did it. I just want an answer. Where is Lu Qian now?"
"He should be the chief disciple of Xinyin now!" Mo Suanzi quickly replied: "Through the analysis of intelligence information collected from all aspects...I..."
Xiong Taidou shook his head and slapped the magician on the face: "Master said, I don't care how you did it, my disciples should have such skills... Where is Xin Yin?
Take me there, kill Lu Qian first, and then..."
The magician was shocked.
He hissed: "Master, acting in such a hurry seems to be in line with the purpose of our sect..."
Xiong Taidou frowned and slapped the magic operator on the head hard, blocking out all his next words: "Of course I know that my master, the magic calculation sect, is better at behind-the-scenes layout and strategizing, even if I want to kill people
, and are more accustomed to stabbing people in the back, and even when people die, they can’t believe they were tricked to death by us.”
"However, the blood god old ghost actually held a banquet and boasted that he had obtained the supreme treasure, which is comparable to the 'Nine-Nine Deaths and Hundreds of Tribulations Tower'... Do you know that the 'Nine-Nine Deaths of Hundreds of Tribulations Tower' is
Nowadays, there is only one innate spiritual treasure left in Yuan Lingtian. It was born innately and has infinite fortune. With it, it is in charge of the sect. Unless Yuan Lingtian is destroyed by great power, the sect’s luck will be like the sea and the abyss, and the sect’s disciples will
Everyone is like a dragon, and there is almost no fear of death."
"The words of the blood god old ghost, I think the teacher probably has evil intentions."
"But what if it's true?"
Xiong Taidou frowned and said: "For countless years, our Demonic Calculation Sect has never encountered such a thing where the world's spiritual machine collapsed and then recovered from the brink of death... There is no precedent, so there is no way to deduce or deduce it.
!”
Gritting his teeth, Xiong Taidou murmured: "Originally, it was possible to sacrifice some disciples and explore the reality of the Holy Heaven step by step... But being disturbed by the Blood God Old Ghost, even if there is a huge crisis here, it can only
I can take action personally in advance.”
When the magician heard the words 'sacrifice some disciples', his eyes flickered for a while.
Xiong Taidou sighed softly: "What's more, a group of old ghosts in the sect got the news too quickly. They sent letters to urge them continuously. As the sect master, I can't do anything to them... Tsk, tsk, the Supreme Immortal Certificate, Feixian
The only possibility of enlightenment...the old ghosts have gone crazy, and if I don’t take action personally, I’m afraid I won’t be able to keep my throne as the leader of the sect.”
"So, hurry up and cut through the mess quickly."
Xiong Taidou glanced at the magician and said leisurely: "Before your first batch of disciples arrived, you should have noticed that there was something abnormal about them. They were all crazy. Are they just here to die?"
"They have all been tampered with by the elders of the master's sect. They are just a group of blood sacrifices... I feel sorry for you as a master. I didn't do such a shameful method to you. You must know it full well!"
The magician's face moved slightly, he smiled and bowed deeply to Xiong Taidou: "My disciple is deeply grateful!"
Xiong Taidou waved his hand: "Stop talking nonsense... Our disciples, elders and seniors of the Magic Calculation Sect are all very evil. If we don't speak clearly, I, as a teacher, will be afraid of being stabbed in the back by you."
"However, just because we have so many minds, we think too much... When this person thinks too much, he will easily become soft-hearted and look forward and backward, and he will have more affection for his disciples... unlike the Blood God Old Ghost.
These old guys are treating the disciples like piglets, tsk tsk, how many of the disciples they sent down have died these days?"
The magician curled his lips and gently reported a number.
Xiong Taidou's face twitched, and he said in shock: "Isn't it true that 73% of the disciples are dead? So, those old guys, their clones can also come soon... Tsk."
"Go, go, go, speed up the efficiency."
"We can't let them get the upper hand... What if the Old Ghost, the Blood God, is telling the truth? It's comparable to the treasure of the Nine-Nine Deaths of Hundred Tribulations Tower... Tsk tsk, my heart is beating so fast, it's simply better than the number one in my life as a teacher.
The first time I entered the bridal chamber, my heart rate was much faster!"
