Immortal wind and deceit: the secret scriptures of the seven chapters of Xuanjun at the beginning Chapter 081 Dropping blood to build a card, is actually an old friend!
Chapter 081 Dropping blood to build a card, is actually an old friend!
"Little guy, don't argue with each other in person!" Kaiming Beast lifted one of its nine sleeping heads and looked at the two of them with squinted eyes. His face was full of expressions, just like a real person.
Lu Yan hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Young man, I don't dare. I'm just afraid that my junior brother will be ignorant and anger God Lu Wu."
The enlightened beast did not give way immediately, but looked at the two of them carefully with its head, and then yawned a little boringly, showing its terrifying fangs, then lowered its head and fell asleep, but one of its nine tails was raised
He pulled one out, revealing a cave.
So Lu Yan hurriedly let the sword light fly over. As soon as the sword light entered the cave entrance, he heard a bang outside, and the cave became pitch black, with no fingers visible. Apparently, the enlightened beast lowered its tail again, covering the cave entrance.
With a "bang" sound, the ever-burning lamps in the corridor lit up one after another.
Wu Qiudao followed Lu Yan and jumped down from the flying sword. He looked up and saw that the ever-brightening lanterns on the corridor were all figures of ghosts and monsters such as water sprites, wood demons, spies, mandrills, plague ghosts and so on. Under the shadows, they seemed to be really real.
can show off its teeth and claws.
He felt a little strange in his heart, so he asked: "Elder brother, why do these lamp holders look so scary?"
Lu Yan used his sword skills repeatedly, recalled the flying sword into the scabbard on his back, and explained: "The reason why the lamp holders of the everlasting lanterns are made into these ghostly shapes actually stems from the New Year's Eve tradition."
According to legend, every year at the end of the year, the gods who guard the mansion, the God of Day and Night, and other gods who patrol the world need to be answered by heaven. Therefore, the New Year's Eve before dawn on New Year's Day becomes the haunting of ghosts and ghosts.
Carnival time.
In order to fight against ghosts and ghosts, people created lamps that can stay on all night based on the ghosts' fear of fire and light. Unless the oil runs out and the lamp dies, neither humans nor ghosts can blow it out.
Since then, the ever-burning lamp has played a role in suppressing ghosts, and the lamp holders are often made into ghost shapes to scare ghosts.
Wu Qiudao asked curiously: "With that big guy outside here, can there be any ghosts causing trouble?"
"Ah." Lu Yan didn't know how to explain it for a moment, so he took down an ever-burning lamp closest to the two of them, held it in his hand, and said, "You will know it when you enter the Hall of Eternal Life later."
Wu Qiudao took a sniff and felt that he smelled a fishy smell similar to that of a rotting corpse, so he asked: "Elder brother, what kind of lamp oil is this? It smells so bad!"
"Stinky? It's not that bad, right?" Lu Yan was a little funny, "This lamp oil is mermaid ointment."
Lu Yan introduced that it was recorded in "Foreign Object Chronicles" that "mermaids resemble human figures and are rarely seen in the East China Sea. Use mermaid paste as a candle, and if it remains indestructible for a long time, you can make an ever-lasting lamp."
Wu Qiudao took the ever-light lamp from Lu Yan and asked curiously: "Mermaid ointment? What does this mean?"
Lu Yan said as he walked: "The mermaid bones are refined into oil, and the oil is cooled and condensed into a white paste, which is the 'mermaid ointment'."
Wu Qiudao trembled when he heard this. This fairy world is really like this. Every time he relaxes his vigilance, it will punch him hard. Wu Qiudao felt a dark wind behind him and quickly followed Lu Yan.
"Ta-ta-ta-ta", the footsteps of the two people echoed continuously in the corridor.
Finally reaching the end of the corridor, Lu Yan Yungong pushed open the heavy stone door and saw a huge cave. In the middle of the cave was a huge wooden frame with hundreds of immortal tablets hanging on it. I think most of them have already become immortals.
Immortal, or already dead.
Good guy, after all, the Kunlun Hidden Immortal Sect is really hidden. It has only recruited more than a hundred disciples in thousands of years. This is really not taking recruitment seriously.
At this time, an old man with a stench all over his body came up to him: "Ah! It's Chunyangzi. I haven't seen the Kunlun disciples come down to the Hall of Eternal Life for many days. I really miss him!"
Wu Qiudao asked curiously: "Elder brother, didn't you say there is no one else in Kunlun?"
"Who is this?" The old man came closer and reached out to touch Wu Qiudao's face.
Lu Yan had a look of worry on his face and flicked the ever-bright lamp in his hand towards the old man's eyes. The old man suddenly stepped back and quickly avoided this ever-bright lamp that had the power to hate victory.
Wu Qiudao was startled. He could see that the old man's face was illuminated by a bright lamp, like a melted candle, dripping with a lot of black liquid. The old man covered his face and screamed "ah".
Lu Yan yelled and scolded: "Senior Xiu, this is Kunlun's new disciple, don't be so presumptuous!"
The old man wiped it on his face, then raised his head, and turned into a charming beauty. She rolled her eyes at Lu Yan coquettishly: "Chun Yangzi, you are too outspoken, aren't you? Could it be that I will hurt you again?"
Can you kill him?"
But even though she said so, she was careful not to try to get close to the two of them again.
Lu Yan introduced to Wu Qiudao that this was a kind of spirit left behind by ancient witchcraft experiments in heaven. It was called Xiuge. It could change its body and wisdom according to the owner's needs. Queen Mother Xi did not take it away after she left.
Li Xuan, the founder of Donghua, saw that it was pitiful, so he stayed to guard the longevity tablet. Only when the longevity tablet of one of the Kunlun disciples had changes, could he send a letter to notify the head. Otherwise, he was not allowed to do anything else.
Come out of this cave.
From Patriarch Dong Hua down, no matter who the disciples of Kunlun see him, they are considered a junior. Because his lifespan is too long to calculate, and he has not been given any serious name, they all call him "Xiu Lao" as a title.
Xiu Lao took out a new wooden sign from behind the wooden frame and wanted to register Wu Qiudao's birthplace, so he asked about his place of birth and name.
Wu Qiudao said quickly: "Xiu Lao, I made a mistake in my previous practice. I have forgotten my past memories. I don't know where I am from and what my name is..."
Xiu Lao suddenly raised his index finger, and the white green onion roots shook, which shocked people: "Why do you call people old like Chunyangzi and others? Now that I have changed the appearance of a beautiful concubine, why don't you act like my previous generation?"
Master, how about calling me 'Xiu Ji'?"
Wu Qiudao smelled the stench from Xiu Lao's body and felt like vomiting in his heart. He still said with a sneer on his face: "Then let's call you Xiu Lao! Xiu Lao, I'm afraid, now he has a name for himself and calls him 'Wu Qiudao'.
I don’t know if this works?
"Little slippery man!" Xiu Lao covered his mouth with his slender jade fingers and smiled: "Okay, there's nothing wrong with it. You just need to cut your fingertips, put a drop of blood on this card, and you can call it a cat or a dog.
It’s okay, this card will naturally connect with your soul.”
Wu Qiudao quickly cut his finger with the Seven Stars and Five Lights Sword, dripped the blood from his fingertips on the wooden sign, and then sucked it quickly, trying to stop the bleeding with saliva.
Elder Xiu was in a daze, holding the wooden sign and looking at it over and over again.
Lu Yan hurriedly asked: "Xiu Lao, is there anything wrong with this brand?"
Xiu Lao said: "The problem is huge! It is said that if the essence and blood is dripped, it will be contaminated with the breath of the soul. Even if you are a person like Dong Huazi who takes away the body and is reborn, it will be easily connected with your soul, but this kid's soul
I don’t know what kind of alien species it is, but I haven’t been able to get in touch with it!”
Wu Qiudao quickly added the setting: "Oh, by the way, I am a born immortal mutant. Some people say that I may have inherited the blood of the immortals, and the genes are dominantly inherited from generation to generation. Have you heard of it? It's a very special kind!
"
Xiu Lao and Lu Yan studied for a long time, but they didn't know the reason. They could only accept Wu Qiudao's "naturally different species" for the time being, and went back to Patriarch Donghua to ask about the situation.
Before leaving, Wu Qiudao looked back at the stone door that had not yet been closed. The old man Xiu in the crack in the door had returned to his original shape. At first glance, he looked like a big black mass, but he was covered with pustules, false eyes, and sharp teeth.
, which is extremely disgusting to watch.
Wu Qiudao was shocked. Isn't this the old friend he met in the Xiling Crypt, the cannibal slime?
Is it really okay for Kunlun to use monsters like this as servants?