typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 1601 Pavilion

"Although this technique is mysterious, it is also quite dangerous.

If you fail midway, your magic power will be polluted by the power of faith, and it will be impossible to advance in the future!"

Having said this, the Rakshasa King showed a hint of fear on his face, and then he said:

"Originally, I have been cultivating my body very smoothly. It is estimated that in another thousand years or so, I will be able to further understand the laws of Rakshasa, and then I will be done.

But recently, I don’t know if it’s a bad calamity or something else, but I’ve been having bad luck.

In a short period of time, I was on the verge of losing my power twice!

Fortunately, Taoist friend Jiao Ba helped me, otherwise it would be a small thing for me to fall short of my own merits, but it would be a big thing to completely cut off the path to immortality!"

Haha, this probably has nothing to do with me.

Luo Hong thought a little guilty at this time.

"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Jiao Ba and Fellow Daoist Mo could both cast five-color divine light. Could it be that you are the ones?"

Seeing that Luo Hong didn't speak, the Rakshasa King asked again seemingly casually.

However, before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Luo Hong's cold voice.

"Hmph, apart from the fact that they have understood the laws of space and are worth mentioning, none of those things can catch my eye. How can they have a blood relationship with me! Fellow Taoist, it's better not to make blind guesses!"

As soon as Luo Hong heard this, he knew that this woman was testing him, so all the guilt in his heart disappeared in an instant.

"Forgive me, fellow Taoist, I made a mistake!"

The Lord of Rakshasa didn't really doubt this, after all, as long as he refined the five-color true blood, he could cast the five-color divine light.

There is obviously some kind of trading relationship between Mo Bufan and Jiao Ba, and the five-color true blood is probably part of their deal.

"Since fellow Taoist has overcome the crisis, please go out and find another house to rest. This is my residence!"

Luo Hong chased away the guests in a cold voice.

The Lord of the Rakshasa Kingdom was immediately stunned when he heard this, and secretly thought that she was so weak, and the other party asked her to go out and find another house, which was too merciless!

But looking at the other party's increasingly sharp eyes, the Rakshasa King did not dare to have any objection at this moment.

After all, the sight of the heaven and earth moving at that point was still deeply imprinted on her soul!

Therefore, the Lord of Rakshasa Kingdom quickly got up from the bed and walked towards the door with some staggering steps.

However, when she came outside the house, she saw only a dark wind billowing and evil spirits steaming, but she did not see the other houses.

"This fellow Taoist Jiaoba"

"boom!"

Surprised, the Lord of the Rakshasa Kingdom just turned around to ask, but saw the door of the room slammed shut.

It was so urgent that it actually made the whole house tremble.

Seeing this scene, the Rakshasa King blinked twice, then couldn't help but touch his cheek, but was completely stunned.

Hearing a "dong" sound, Luo Hong, who had just used the last bit of his immortal power to close the room and unlock the ban, collapsed on the bed.

This time he not only exhausted his immortal energy, but also lost a lot of essence and blood.

"It's really terrible! If I hadn't owed you a debt, Luo wouldn't have saved you like this!

Huh~ I’m so exhausted!”

After swallowing a handful of the recovery elixir that Old Mo Han had prepared for him, Luo Hong did not do any exercises, but simply lay down on the bed and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

And he slept for a whole month!

When he woke up, the exercises that had been running in his body had absorbed the power of the elixir, returning his condition to its peak.

"Fortunately, the vitality was not damaged, otherwise even with Junior Brother Han's elixir, it would not have been so easy."

Luo Hong stretched out and crossed his legs on the bed.

Including the time spent in the whirling formation of time, he had not slept for more than three hundred years, and now he couldn't help but stay in bed.

"Boy Luo, don't make it sound like you would damage your vitality for that female fairy."

Silver Fairy pointed him out directly.

"Haha, isn't this the lack of friendship!

Forget it, let's go and see how her injuries are.

When we reach the boundary of Songhe Tower, there are still a lot of things that need her help!"

As he said that, Luo Hong ducked to the door of the house, pushed it, and came outside.

But before he could look around, he heard a bunch of noisy sounds.

He saw hundreds of corpse demons of various sizes carrying earthworks and stones dozens of feet to the left of his house, and there were a large number of blood mosquitoes in the air that were laying pieces of black tiles on the roof of a pavilion.

.

"Master, wake up!"

While Luo Hong was in shock, Xuer's voice suddenly sounded in his soul.

"Xue'er, what is she doing?"

With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, Luo Hong knew that the corpse monsters were controlled by the Rakshasa King using yellow talismans, but the blood mosquitoes in the air were under the control of Xuer.

"We are building a house!

After her master fell into a coma, this sister built a house while meditating in front of his master's door.

Xue'er saw that it was difficult for her to be alone, and she was brought back by her master, so he helped her.

Master, are you good?"

Xuer immediately laughed and said.

"Uh, be good, Xue'er is naturally good.

However, we are about to leave the cave, so let’s stop this project first.”

Luo Hong secretly said that women just hold grudges, while giving instructions.

"Yes, Master!"

Xue'er replied happily.

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood mosquitoes in the air threw the tiles between their legs and flew towards the sea of ​​​​blood.

"Huh? Why are you leaving?"

The "bang bang" sound of tiles falling suddenly made the Lord Rakshasa, who had closed his eyes to do his exercises, open his eyes. He glanced around and discovered Luo Hong outside the house.

"It turns out that fellow Daoist Jiaoba has left seclusion.

Fellow Taoist, do you think my pavilion is well repaired? It will be completed in another seven or eight days."

While speaking, the Lord of Rakshasa specifically glanced at the simple hut behind Luo Hong.

The house behind Luo Hong was built using magic at an unknown time, so it is naturally not very beautiful.

Compared with the exquisite pavilion built by the Lord of Rakshasa Kingdom, it is just like a thatched house!

Luo Hong: ""

"Fellow Daoist, I see that you have almost recovered from your injuries. Fellow Daoist Mo is almost reaching the boundary of Songhe Tower outside. It's time to leave this cave."

Luo Hong continued to maintain his character, cold and ruthless.

"Wait a minute, let me finish building it in just a few days!"

The Lord of Rakshasa Kingdom immediately said anxiously after hearing this.

This is 90% completed. If it is not built well, it will be more uncomfortable than killing her!

However, Luo Hong paid no attention to this. With a wave of his right arm, a black mist of death appeared around the Rakshasa King and swallowed him up instantly.

"wait"

The Lord of the Rakshasa Kingdom felt a blur before his eyes, and his figure appeared on the snake-headed boat.

“It’s so small”

After he reacted, he immediately gritted his teeth and wanted to curse, but when he thought that Mo Bufan was still nearby, he held it back.

"Fairy Rakshasa, are you getting along well with fellow Taoist Jiaoba these days?"

The person who was asking the question at this time was still Luo Hong's true form. While he was teleporting the Lord of the Rakshasa Kingdom, he himself also faced off against the incarnation of the devil.

As soon as the immortal power was activated, the flying boat under his feet immediately became overflowing with spiritual energy, and there was no trace of being demonized.

But this is not surprising. After all, the incarnation of the devil's cultivation level is only in the late Mahayana stage, which is far from the immortal level he is now!

"Fellow Daoist Mo, Fellow Daoist Jiaoba, has he always been so unkind, or is he only like this to his country's lord?"

The Lord of Rakshasa couldn't help but ask.

"Haha, although fellow Daoist Jiaoba has a weird personality, he is a man who honors his word and keeps his word.

Mo Mou can survive until now, thanks to his secret protection!"

Luo Hong did not hesitate to put a golden smile on his face.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next