Xianfeng Daogui: Chapter 242 of Xuanjun's seven secret scriptures at the beginning is over the line
When Wu Qiudao heard this, the corner of his mouth curled up: "Whatever you say, if you fall into my hands today, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape."
After saying this, Wu Qiudao slammed Huo Daoxiong in his hand onto the ground.
The whole earth trembled and changed its appearance.
Huo Daoxiong turned around and saw that it was a wasteland with many strange rocks and broken earth.
There are many ghosts in the wasteland, including false ghosts, fake ghosts, traitors, troublemakers, reckless ghosts, scumbag ghosts, careful ghosts, beggar ghosts, local ghosts, street ghosts, impatient ghosts, plague ghosts, all evil.
It has an evil shape, and there is a huge face of Yama high in the sky.
Yama smiled and said: "Huo Daoxiong, you have offended Yama, and you are punished to suffer the eighteen hells. This dream is your prison. The first prison term is ten thousand years, the second prison term is twenty thousand years, and the subsequent ones are
The terms of prison sentences are increased twice in this way."
Huo Daoxiong was dragged away by several ghosts behind him, still shouting angrily: "Dragon King, no, Dragon King!"
Yama smiled slightly: "As long as I do the math, well, it only takes 3.43 million years for you to be released from prison, provided that you are still alive at that time."
Wu Qiudao's eyelids trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes. He saw that the main gate wall of Puyang City and the nearby residential areas were in ruins. He sighed and called the rebel soldiers who were observing the situation not far away to come over and remove the sleeping Huo Daoxiong.
He threw it casually.
"Mr. Wu, what are you calling me?" A young rebel soldier ran over. He looked very young, maybe even a child, but maybe, after all, the people at the bottom these days don't have enough nutrition and are very small.
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Wu Qiudao looked at the little warrior and asked casually: "Little guy, what is your name?"
The little soldier immediately straightened his chest, made a military salute and replied: "Mr. Wu, my name is Zhang Huan, a student of the 7th Orphan Camp! Sir, what is this?"
Wu Qiudao said: "His name is Huo Daoxiong, and he is ranked seventh on the list of heroes of the Great Tang Yaxing. Among the dragons, tigers, snakes and insects, he is the one with the nickname 'Lingnan Sword Hero'."
Zhang Huan was a little scared and asked: "Sir, he is number seven on the dragon list. I'm afraid we can't watch him."
"It's okay. Now he has fallen into my dream spell. If no one helps to solve the spell, he probably won't be able to wake up in ten or eight years. You tie him up and send him to the orphan camp. Let me use those two mirrors.
Interrogation in a dream." Wu Qiudao rubbed his brows, "I really don't have time now."
Wu Qiudao's words were not deceiving. The rioters in many places in the Tang Dynasty had been suppressed by the spiritual practitioners invited by Louguan Dao. On the surface, the situation seemed to be somewhat stable again, so that the average situation in Henan Dao was
The military uprising seemed so dazzling.
In the past few days, qigong masters from other places came one after another to suppress the riot. After Wu Qiudao's series of ruthless attacks, many people were indeed frightened. They began to hide nearby to watch and test.
Wu Qiudao wanted to protect the entire Puyang City by himself. More and more Qi Refiners were watching. He was really tired and couldn't sleep well in the past two days.
After returning to the camp, Wu Qiudao rubbed his eyebrows and said to the students on duty: "Send the students who suffered from severe illness yesterday to the public lecture platform. In addition, let all the middle and senior students come over. I want to temporarily insert a section."
Practice class.”
Several students who were on duty in the teacher's office of the orphan camp nodded and immediately went out to inform all the middle and senior students to gather at the public lecture platform.
Wu Qiudao closed his eyes and rested for a while, but he was too tired and fell asleep soon after.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Wu Qiudao suddenly felt dizzy. He woke up and found that he had fallen off the office chair. He yawned, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the on-duty student waiting next to him: "How long have I been sleeping?
Already?"
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The student on duty hesitated for a moment and replied: "Less than an hour."
Wu Qiudao sighed: "Why don't you wake me up?"
The student on duty held back his tears and said, "Sir, you haven't had a full sleep for several days. When you finally fell asleep, we couldn't bear to wake you up."
Wu Qiudao said nothing more, patted the shoulders of several students on duty, and walked to the public lecture platform.
The public lecture platform is a very special building. It is different from other indoor classrooms in that it is an open-air classroom, but it is also different from the playground. It has steps, aisles, and a large stone platform in the center of the building.
If you have to make an analogy, the public lecture platform is very much like a theater. It is a fan-shaped space extending out from the center of the stage. Whenever a large number of students need to be gathered for public lectures like today, the public lecture platform comes in handy.
Wu Qiudao walked to the public lecture platform and looked at the almost inhuman student lying on the mobile hospital bed. He was silent for a while, then stepped forward to tie the restraints in person, then erected the mobile hospital bed vertically and displayed it directly on the
Sitting on the stairs in front of hundreds of middle and senior students.
"Does anyone know who this classmate is?" Wu Qiudao asked, pacing the stage.
The person hanging by the restraints on the mobile hospital bed can only be seen roughly in human form, because his limbs are abnormally thick and muscular, and basically the length of each limb is longer than the height of anyone present.
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This matter is quite famous. Most of the students here know about it. Soon some students shouted: "He is King Zeng, right? The surviving orphan of Zeng Touzhuang."
Wu Qiudao nodded: "It seems that everyone is very friendly to their classmates. Yes, his name is Zeng Tianwang. He is one of the early members of our orphan camp. He should be a senior student now. Considering that there are many students here,
You know the situation very well, can anyone help me introduce the situation to you sir?"
The student who had something good to do raised his hand, Wu Qiudao called his name, and then the student began to explain the cause and effect to all the students on the public platform.
It turns out that Zeng Tianwang is thirteen years old this year and comes from a small village called Zeng Touzhuang in Puzhou. After the entire Zeng Touzhuang was bloodbathed by bandits, only a few survivors survived.
King Zeng Tian was one of the survivors. After the bandits were defeated by the rebels, the survivors of Zeng Touzhuang became the first group of orphans accepted by the Junping Army, and they formed the earliest orphan camp.
Due to his tragic life experience, King Zeng Tian always hated bandits, gentry, powerful men, officers and soldiers, and the like. He even regarded Wu Qiudao's theory of equalization and replenishment as his belief in life.
Without anyone noticing, Zeng Tianwang desperately practiced the "Zhongxin Cultivating Method" and the "Fate Palace Pointing Star Technique" to strengthen the body, hoping to be able to succeed in the practice as soon as possible and help the general and his husband.
Being too impatient, he followed the practice principles of step by step and letting nature take its course as emphasized by Wu Qiudao many times. Instead, he made vigorous progress all the way, even greedy for more and more for speed.
Until in the end... he crossed that limit, and his mind was covered with corpses and five poisons. The pollution disease broke out, and his body underwent an irreversible Taoist reaction.