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Chapter six hundred and eighty third natal pet

Bai Qi's heroic soul came with a sword, riding a war horse and holding a sword with awe-inspiring aura.

The so-called strong generals are those who are thousands of miles away and pick up the heads of generals, just like picking out objects from a bag, killing thousands of enemies as if there is no one around.

The fierce general must be Bai Qi, the God of Killing.

Bai Qiyinghun rode a black horse and rushed into the lamas of the three sects of Tantric Buddhism in an instant. The sword blew in the wind, and the tip of the sword passed by. Although the people were fine, their bodies and spirits were scattered. Their souls were wiped out in an instant, and everyone present was speechless.

enemy.

"Step on, step on" Battle Horse ** to the Golden Wheel King and the two of them, then he raised his sword and fell out of thin air.

"Cut!" With one sword, the situation changed.

King Jinlun and the other two tantric masters saw this and fought hard, using all their strength to block the blow, but found that everything was in vain, and the killing sword was unstoppable.

"Pfft..." Jinlun Dharma King spat out a mouthful of blood. The golden wheel in his hand suddenly exploded and shattered into a pile of rotten metal. The other two people were directly struck by a sword and fell to the ground. They did not know whether they were alive or dead.

"Swish", after the sword strike, the God of Death Bai Qi took the reins with one hand and gave a fierce tug, causing the war horse to rise into the air. The two then disappeared between heaven and earth without a trace.

Xiang Que prostrated himself on the ground again and shouted: "Send the God of Death back..."

Broken Sword came back, Xiang Que held the iron sword and said solemnly: "Come again, I will prevent any of you from leaving this area."

Jinlun Dharma King looked at him gloomily and nodded and said: "Detonator, right? Our three Tantric sects have vowed to make you pay with this blood debt. Let's go."

In an instant, all the lamas of the three Tantric sects, except the dead ones, retreated in panic.

Xiang Que took a long breath and sat down on the ground slumped, panting heavily. The effect of summoning Bai Qiying's spirit this time was many times more powerful than the one when he just came out of the mountain. The sequelae were that he almost lost nearly half of his Tao Qi.

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Wang Xuanzhen and Cao Shanjun hurried over and asked politely: "Brother, you are too fierce, are you okay? How are you?"

Xiang Que stretched out two fingers and said: "It's okay, just take a rest. Come on and light a cigarette. I'll take it easy."

"Pah!" Wang Xuanzhen took out his cigarette and flicked it on him, then turned to look at the female Bodhisattva in white standing beside him.

Suddenly, the arrogant Wang Xuanzhen could no longer suppress the restless prehistoric energy in his body, and asked in a long voice: "Um... this female Bodhisattva, can you be hurt? Your body

Are you okay? If anything happens, please go to the car to rest for a while, drink some water and sit for a while."

Wang Xuanzhen bent down and stretched out his right hand in an invitation gesture, but the woman in white didn't even look at him. She first glanced at Xiang Que indifferently and then walked up to Cao Shanjun to take a look.

Wang Xuanzhen laughed and scratched his head. Feeling quite embarrassed, he blew out smoke at Que and cursed: "That's right"

Cao Shanjun clasped his hands together, lowered his head and said: "Namo Amitabha... Bodhisattva, you are polite."

It was quite rare that the female Bodhisattva in white actually bowed to him, then nodded and said, "Yes."

Wang Xuanzhen said speechlessly: "Suddenly, for no apparent reason, I didn't like him. He has a head that deserves a beating. It's so annoying."

"Haha, you're quite sour," Xiang Que said with a grin.

Wang Xuanzhen sighed, glanced sideways at the female Bodhisattva and said, "She is so sweet. She is even rarer than the twenty-year-old Yang Yuying. I am so proud of her."

Xiang Que patted him very bitterly and said, "Be careful. If you have any clues falling into his hands again, we will have to be led by this kid in the future. Be honest and don't fool around."

After Cao Shanjun finished the salute, he stood up straight and said, "May I ask the Bodhisattva, does he come from the Yellow Sect of Tantric Buddhism?"

"Tantrism, Yellow Sect"

Cao Shanjun asked again: "I saw you transform into a Bodhisattva body before..."

The female Bodhisattva suddenly raised her hand and said, "There is a place you should go to with me."

A few minutes later, Xiang Que burned the body on the ground, and then several people got into the car. Xiang Que and Wang Xuanzhen sat in the front. The woman in white and Cao Shanjun sat in the back. The little white ferret looked happily at Xiang Que and Cao Shanjun's side.

He was jumping up and down and his attitude was very affectionate.

Wang Xuanzhen looked at the rearview mirror and asked feebly: "Where should we go?"

"Gongba Mountain, Gandan," the woman in white said.

Wang Xuanzhen asked slightly confused: "What's the name of the place? I've never heard of it and I don't know how to get there."

Cao Shanjun said from behind: "You navigate."

Wang Xuanzhen gritted his teeth and turned around and said: "I can't even use a fucking smart phone. Why are you talking about navigation with me? Shut it down."

"No, brother, I've done this to you, why are you still biting? I've offended you."

Wang Xuanzhen drove the car and said angrily: "Don't push me, I'm just annoying you. There is no need for a reason."

Cao Shanjun then gritted his teeth and patted the ferret in his arms and said, "Bai Bai, scratch him."

The ferret immediately bared its teeth and jumped onto the driver's seat. Wang Xuanzhen was immediately frightened and lost his temper. He had just seen the power of this little thing. With one claw, the lama directly cut his arm with a knife.

A piece of meat on his crotch has been shaved off. If Bai Bai bites his crotch, you will be able to lift the knife and drop it, crying.

Xiang Que reached out and grabbed the ferret's neck, stuffed it into his arms, and said softly: "Even though it has a lot of meat, it's all sour. Please be more honest."

"Thank you..." the woman in white at the back suddenly said.

Xiang Que looked back at her and said, "Thank you for what?"

"It was injured before, but you saved it."

"Hey, stop talking and enjoy helping the beasts." Xiang Que sighed a little sadly. This little guy swallowed the fruit that he had worked so hard to grab. Now that he thinks about it, he feels quite sad.

"It is my natal spiritual pet. If it is injured, I will also be affected, so thank you."

Xiang Que was stunned for a moment. He had indeed heard an old Taoist talk about his natal spiritual pet, but he had never seen anyone carrying his natal spiritual pet in many years.

Since it can be called a natal spiritual pet, the fate of this spiritual pet and its owner can be connected with each other. A simple explanation is that a person will have one more life. If the person dies, the soul will neither disperse nor enter the underworld.

He is possessed by his spiritual pet. If he can use the secret technique, there is a chance that he can return to the sun again.

Moreover, the spiritual pet and its owner are connected with each other, and the two are almost equivalent to one body.

But it is said that this secret technique has been lost for a long time and has not appeared in the world for many years. Unexpectedly, the ferret brought by this female Bodhisattva in white turned out to be a spiritual pet.

Xiang Que glanced at the ferret in his arms with eagerness. If he could also get a natal spiritual pet, he would be more confident in surviving the catastrophe more than two years later.

Can this matter be settled?


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