Wu Dazhi smiled, sincerely. The moment he fell to the ground, the dagger was thrown into the air in a beautiful arc and disappeared into the haze. He forgot that the enemy was a bear demon. Since it was a demon,
It will use magic!
Old people always say that before death, people will recall the path they have traveled in this life. When the red light hit, Wu Dazhi's heart was filled with things that he had never cherished or even noticed before.
Grandpa's greetings, Xiaoyou's deep affection for him, Hu Xue who seems to be indifferent, but always helps him at critical moments.
It's just that in this life, he has no way to enjoy these anymore. There is no fear, no despair in his heart, and there is not even a trace of resentment towards Long Zhi. The only feeling left is the feeling of powerlessness towards his own life.
It's obviously your own life, why can't you control it yourself?
"Dazhi!" At this moment, a person suddenly rushed out and hugged Wu Dazhi, but his body had become transparent, as if he would disappear in the next second.
He reluctantly opened his eyes and vaguely seemed to see Zhou Zijing standing in front of him.
Tears flowed silently from the corners of his eyes: "Dazhi, why did you do this?"
Wu Dazhi no longer had the energy to speak, so he just shook his head gently. In fact, he was not as great as Zhou Zijing thought.
Zhou Zijing had no idea that everything he encountered was because of his own fault. Wu Dazhi might have done this to atone for his sins, or perhaps more because he was tired of fate's tricks and just wanted to get out of trouble quickly.
Just when Zhou Zijing was crying and blaming himself, a ball of yellow light lingered on Long Zhi's hand, and the light gradually enveloped Wu Dazhi.
His body, which had become transparent, miraculously returned to its original shape. Zhou Zijing wiped away his tears and looked at everything that happened in front of him in amazement.
Within a few minutes, Wu Dazhi, who was about to die, was able to stand up alive and kicking.
Wu Dazhi jumped twice, and his body was intact as before. If anything, it seemed to be stronger than before.
Wu Dazhi looked at Long Zhi in front of him, and suddenly an indescribable emotion arose in his heart: "Am I okay? Old man, what did you do to me?"
Long Zhi shook his head, put away the murderous look on his face just now, and walked up to them: "I should have killed you when you made the initial decision, but fortunately I didn't do it in a hurry, and you didn't let me down.
You are different from your previous life!"
Wu Dazhi gave a helpless smile. This bad old man is very good at playing tricks. You must know that the important decision he just made is not at all in line with his selfish character of "everyone is for me" for more than ten years. He obviously wants to verify it.
Is a philosophy of life correct, but in the end nothing was accomplished?
However, it is good to be alive. Even in this realm of the underworld, living a boring life is better than dying in ashes.
Seeing that Wu Dazhi was fine, Zhou Zijing immediately gave him a bear hug. He didn't say anything, just hugged him tightly.
Wu Dazhi struggled hard, and it didn't matter if he was hugged by the man, but the guy's hug was too tight. But Zhou Zijing had been seriously injured just now. After a moment, he suddenly realized that Long Zhi was probably the one who caused the trouble.
At this moment, Long Zhi returned with an indifferent expression: "Are you two okay? Our matter hasn't been resolved yet!"
Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing were stunned. It was not over yet? Could it be that he had come up with some bad idea again?
Zhou Zijing let go of Wu Dazhi, looked at Long Zhi and asked with dissatisfaction: "Old man, have you done enough? We two brothers almost died here!"
Long Zhi was not angry, and smiled slightly, looking like a cunning fox: "Now it's time to discuss sending you back? You haven't completed the task, but I can send one of you back, but who should it be?
Go back and decide for yourself!"
"Send Fatty back!" Wu Dazhi replied decisively.
Silence, Zhou Zijing fell into silence. He was very entangled, did he really want to leave Wu Dazhi and go back alone?
Long Zhi yawned and urged: "Nothing to say? Then I will send you back directly?"
As he spoke, he slowly raised his right hand and seemed to be saying something in his mouth.
Wu Dazhi didn't move, and Zhou Zijing didn't dare to go. He stepped forward and slapped Long Zhi, scolding him: "Grandma, you are a bitch. You, this old man, are a scumbag. Otherwise, send us together."
Go back, otherwise, your Fatty Grandpa Zhou and I won’t go back either!”
Wu Dazhi was stunned. He looked at Zhou Zijing in surprise and relief. He couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.
Zhou Zijing chuckled and patted his big chest: "Don't worship your fat grandpa, you are not the only one who can help your brothers these days!"
While the two were talking, Long Zhi's right hand refused to fall. Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing held their hands tightly together, closed their eyes, and waited for the judgment of fate.
Can you go back alive, or will you become a pet for this old lamp here?
But after waiting for a long time, no miracle happened. The two of them hurriedly opened their eyes, only to see Long Zhi stretching and yawning gracefully.
Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing couldn't believe it. Wouldn't this old lamp trick them again?
Looking at the idiot-like expressions of the two of them, Long Zhi reached out and scratched their backs, then said with a smile: "Congratulations, you have finally passed the test and can officially become a successor of the Tantric Cult!"
Successor of Esoteric Cult? What does it mean?
Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing looked at each other. Zhou Zijing had long learned the skills of the Esoteric Cult from Mr. Zhou, and could safely be regarded as the successor of the Esoteric Cult.
Even Wu Dazhi, a low-profile person, learned some unskilled skills in Tantric Buddhism from Mr. Wu. He can barely be regarded as a trainee disciple of Tantric Buddhism, right?
In the midst of the ups and downs, a somewhat handsome young man and a dirty fat man were looking at Long Zhi in front of them with wide eyes.
But Long Zhi still looked lazy and said softly: "Don't stare at me like that. I know you learned some magic in the world, but it can't be considered magic at all, you know?"
Speaking of this, Long Zhi actually looked angry and itched his teeth: "Thousands of years after my death, the esoteric sect has been reduced to the point where there is no decent guru. What do you think is this?
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Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing looked at me and I looked at you. They didn’t know how to answer Long Zhi’s words.
Long Zhi rubbed his eyes and continued: "But you two are destined to me and have already entered the esoteric sect. I will teach you the task of carrying forward the esoteric sect in the future!"
Carry forward? Teach us? Wu Dazhi turned these words aside in his heart and immediately understood what Long Zhi meant. It seemed that he was going to accept them as his disciples?
He didn't have time to think about it, so he grabbed Zhou Zijing, fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, and shouted: "Master is here, please accept my disciple's obeisance!!"