When Li Mu looked up at the top of the hill, he saw a ray of white light breaking through the main hall on the top of the mountain, shooting straight into the sky, instantly cutting off the white clouds in the sky, and even the void was cut into a small gap by this white light.
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"What a powerful sword light!"
Li Mu was overjoyed and disappeared from the mountainside in a flash. The next moment, he arrived at the main hall on the top of the mountain.
I saw that this hall was extremely large, three feet high, nine feet long, and five feet wide. There were nine extremely thick and long pillars in the hall supporting the roof.
The roof of the hall is covered with runes, and there are various shapes of auspicious images of ferocious beasts.
On the wall in the middle of the hall, an ancient painting is hung, occupying most of the wall.
In this picture, there are more than a dozen characters, the most eye-catching of which is a strong Tibetan man.
This big man is tall and strong, with a lion's nose and a wide mouth, big eyes and thick eyebrows, a bare upper body with muscles and muscles, and a blood-stained apron tied around his waist.
At this time, the big man in the picture pressed a huge turtle-shaped mythical beast with his right hand on a large red eucalyptus board. The turtle's shell was dented when he pressed it, and the limbs stretched out from the shell, straight.<
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The big man was holding a butcher's knife in his left hand, trying to stab the turtle's throat.
The turtle, who was pressed against the eucalyptus board, had a look of extreme fear in his eyes, and his tail was straight, stirring the void into chaos.
Around the big man, there were more than thirty men and women gathered. The one closest to the big man was a man with a tall head and horns. This man had a strange appearance. He was holding a square-shaped halberd and stood respectfully beside the man who killed the turtle.
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On the other side of the turtle-killing man, stood a woman in red. This woman in red was extremely beautiful. She carried a long sword on her back and held a pair of gold maces in both hands. She seemed to be the maid of the man, and she seemed to belong to the man.
Relatives.
Except for this man and woman who were very close to the big man, several men and women nearby came closer to watch the big man behead the turtle, but they did not dare to get too close.
Among them, the one farthest away from the big man and standing in the corner is a Taoist. The Taoist has five strands of long beard flowing on his chest, and he looks like an immortal and Taoist. His appearance is excellent.
Behind this group of people is a large mountain in the shape of five fingers. The human hand seems to be transformed by a certain big hand. There are countless runes flashing on the mountain, exuding auspicious light and auspiciousness, illuminating half of the sky.
"How could such a great hall have such a weird picture of killing a turtle hanging on it?"
Li Mu took a few glances at this picture and felt that it did not match the solemn and solemn hall. He did not know why the owner of this hall hung such a painting. It was simply inexplicable.
But in this picture, the apron worn by the turtle-killing man looks a bit familiar to Li Mu.
He looked carefully for a few times, and suddenly his heart moved. He reached into his handbag and took out a blood-colored cassock. He shook it vigorously in his hand and said, "Wake up, I have something to ask you!"
The bloody cassock in his hand suddenly tensed up like a living thing, then stretched out and let out a contented groan: "Oh, who called me?"
A pair of big eyes appeared on the cassock. The eyeballs moved a few times, and finally settled on Li Mu. Suddenly, a flattering look appeared on his face: "Strong man, you always call me? What are your orders?" p>
It suddenly opened its eyes, looked at the painting hanging in front of it, and suddenly stood up from Li Mu's palm: "This..."
The cassock shook violently as if being blown by a strong wind, and even the voice trembled: "Fun Yuan Tu!"
While shaking violently, the color of its body began to change, and it shouted loudly: "It turns out to be a sub-element diagram!"
"Part diagram? What part diagram?"
Seeing how excited the cassock monster was, Li Mu suddenly became curious: "Have you seen this picture before? Huh?"
The bloody cassock in front of him was rapidly changing its shape, fading in color visibly to the naked eye, from a luxurious bloody cassock to a blood-stained, greasy apron.
This change shocked Li Mu: "Fuck!"
He suddenly remembered what the cassock monster said to him before: "Strong man, I am actually an apron, not a cassock!"
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At that time, Li Mu and Gu Qingcheng heard it funny. They both felt that there was something wrong with Kasaya's brain. He was obviously a monster in Kasaya, but he insisted on saying that he was an apron. It was simply inexplicable.
But now it seems that maybe it didn't lie.
It might really be an apron...
At this time, the apron was shouting excitedly: "Master! That person with one cent is my master! He is... Huh? Who is he?"
The apron suddenly froze on the spot and stood motionless.
Li Mu looked at the apron curiously and saw that it was stained with blood. It was no different from the apron worn by ordinary butchers, but ordinary aprons could not speak.
"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you?"
He saw the apron standing motionless in the palm of his hand, and then it shook slightly: "Why don't you speak?"
Li Mu's shaking seemed to wake up the apron, and he heard the apron shouting loudly: "Dividing the Yuan Diagram! It turned out to be the Dividing Yuan Diagram! There is still a picture of my master... Huh? Who is my master?
Who am I?"
The apron muttered to himself, like a psychotic monster. After a long time, he straightened up again and looked at the picture hanging in front of him: "Dividing the Yuan Diagram! It turned out to be the Dividing Yuan Diagram! My master..."
Its memory seems to be stuck, and it keeps repeating the same actions and tone. Every time it talks about its owner, the memory will restart.
Li Mu was shocked: "What a guy! The master of this apron demon is amazing! He actually prevents the apron demon from calling him by his first name!"
According to legend, there is a peerless master in the world, but no one dares to call him by his name. There is even a more domineering existence, not to mention his real name, or even his title.
Once he says it, he will know it, and a disaster will immediately occur, so that the person who speaks his name will be punished on the spot.
It is said that there is a more powerful existence, whose aura has long invaded the avenue and blended with the rules of the avenue between heaven and earth. Once someone wants to say his name, he will be sensed by the avenue immediately, and the person who speaks can be instantly
People's thoughts are disrupted, making it difficult to speak and have no thoughts.
This kind of existence is just a legend. It is so mysterious that even the practicing monks do not think that such a creature really exists.
You know, even the founders of the four major sects of Confucianism, Taoism, Buddhism and Demonism have never reached this level.
When Gu Qingcheng told Li Mu about this kind of thing, even Gu Qingcheng himself didn't believe that such a thing really existed.
Li Mu doesn't believe it either.
Until now, when I saw the bloody cassock in my palm turned into an old apron, and the old apron turned into a psychotic demon, I started to believe it.
It turns out that there are really powerful people in this world who can even control the highways between heaven and earth.
