Chapter 227 I would like to spy on your panties for the bridge
The Ten Palaces of Hell are the supreme officials who control the cycle of life and death of all things when the gods return to heaven. For many people, they are the highest gods that human souls can see. They are also true gods who hold real power. Not only can they
The life model that allows you to gain glory, wealth, and so, easy will better determine how you will be punished in the underworld. Therefore, whether you are an all-powerful hero or a beggar on the street, when you come to the King of Hell, you will be given
The Lord of Hell knelt down and begged for some mercy from the gods.
He was probably only thirteen. When he saw Emperor Song walking towards him, he quickly stood up while rolling and crawling. He held the blade of Ghost Kiss in his hand and blocked Lin Xi's soul behind him with one hand.
Emperor Song still had a dead fish-eyed expression of "no roadblocks". Fortunately, he no longer had the interest to do anything. If he thought about it, he really only needed to think about it, and Thirteen would turn into a pool of blood in front of him.
, will never be reincarnated. Unfortunately, this kid is really lucky. The phone call just now has become his gold medal to avoid death. Not only that...
"You can go." Emperor Song said calmly.
"What did you say?" Thirteen felt like his ears were blind.
"I said you can leave, but according to the rules of the underworld, you are not allowed to remember everything that happened down here." Emperor Song casually took out two pills from behind his back and handed them to Shisan and Lin Xi, "This is
The condensed version of Meng Po Soup will only clear what you saw, heard, thought and felt in the reincarnation world. It will not affect your memory in the human world. It will feel like a chaotic dream."
"Have you ever eaten it? Do you know? Do you have a Food and Drug Administration here? Does this thing have a production license? Is there any infringement of Meng Po's trademark?" Thirteen said habitually.
"Either you eat it, or I dig out your brain. It said it would keep you alive, but it didn't say whether it would give you IQ or not." When Emperor Song was about to take action, Lin Xi quickly took two pills.
, he ate one piece by himself, and slapped one directly into Thirteen's mouth. The movement was so fast that Thirteen almost choked to death.
"Why did you suddenly let us go?" Lin Xi chewed the pills and looked at Emperor Song in confusion.
"Do you want to hear the truth or lies?"
"Lies!" Thirteen, who was coughing dryly, said first.
"The gods and Buddhas in the sky are moved by your true love, so they give you a chance to be reborn." The lie of the Song Emperor was like a script in a movie.
"Can you go away? I want to hear the truth." Lin Xi pushed Shisan and insisted.
"The Jade Emperor called me to spare your lives. I don't mind telling you these secrets, because when you wake up, you won't remember them." When Emperor Song said this, a white light fell from the sky and enveloped Lin Xi.
She completely broke away from the ground and flew towards the sky.
It felt like being captured by aliens, or going to heaven, and disappeared in an instant. Thirteen quickly waved his sword finger, summoning many sword babies back to the sword niche ghost.
"Brother, are you leaving? Can you take Xiaosheng with you?" Jiangu looked at Thirteen pitifully, although he had no eyes to show pity.
"Is that okay?" Thirteen asked Emperor Song for his opinion, but without waiting for Emperor Song's reply, he put the cheap bones into the sword niche ghost, "Thank you."
"Thirteen, do you love her?" Emperor Song asked with his hands in his pockets.
"Whether I love her or fall in love with her is none of your business. I'll tell you when we meet again next time." Thirteen said with a shameless smile.
"Do you really think you have a chance to go to the underworld again? Thirteen, you are not a human soul at all. This is your first and last time as a human. Whether you want to believe it or not, after becoming Thirteen
In the past hundreds of millions of years, you were just a grain of sand. Because you are sand, you naturally have no spiritual barrier. Fortunately, you will be entangled with Lin Xi's reincarnation in every life.
You were once her walk, the bridge she crossed, the mirror she used, and the clay figurine she molded. No one knows when you had a human heart, no one knows when you started to have a crush on Lin Xi.
In the Buddhist scriptures, a man named Ananda once said to the Buddha, "I would like to turn into a stone bridge and withstand five hundred years of wind, five hundred years of sun, and five hundred years of rain. I just want her to cross the bridge."
I walked up there. 'That's you I'm talking about." Emperor Song's words made Thirteen stunned, but this moment only lasted for a second.
"Sand is sand, I am still living under my crotch. The poignant love story you are talking about must not be mine, because even if I am willing to turn into a stone bridge and just ask her to walk across the bridge, it is just to get a glimpse of the scenery under the skirt.
Idiot!" Shisan smiled evilly and raised his middle finger to Emperor Song.
White light shone on Thirteen's body and took him flying into the sky.
"I really don't understand why the gods would bet their future on such a bad person?" Emperor Song looked at Thirteen who was leaving before he remembered, "Damn it, I'm going to buy a mobile phone again.
When will ip17 be released? If the phone is longer, the trouser legs will not be long enough..."
Returning to the human world does not mean that you will find peace. In the square outside Jinxiu Pavilion, a duel that has been delayed for nearly 200 years is inevitable.
For Zhang Tianshi, Dao Yichi must die as the last member of the Taoist Tantric Sect; as a fellow disciple of Taishang Laojun, it is even more necessary to die. Because Zhang Tianshi is a traitor who betrayed his master, and when Zhang Tianshi has a female scheming
When Taishang Laojun's mind was forced back to heaven, he no longer wanted to hold any class reunion with his classmates.
"Junior brother, how long have you been studying with Taishang Laojun?" Tianshi Zhang asked softly.
"One night." Dao Yichi smiled slightly.
"You dare to call me your junior brother for just one night? I have studied art for ten years, and I think I have only learned a few things about Taishang Laojun." Zhang Tianshi's heart relaxed, and he felt that this junior brother was not much better.
"As the saying goes, one night's master and apprentice's kindness lasts for a hundred years. I have never forgotten the teachings of my respected master. The master does not expect me to achieve much. He just wants to find a descendant to inherit the mantle in the world. The disciple assigned to him by the heaven gave him
I cried stupidly, and had no choice but to let my mind go down to the next world to search for it.
Master wanted to pass on the mantle to you, but it’s a pity that a child cannot be taught. When he ordered you to kill the six demon kings among the demons, you ended up tricking him. You have no idea what you have lost..." said
Yichi plays with the Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal in his hand.
"That old guy, he holds back everything he teaches. He inherits the mantle just because he wants the soul of the Six Demon Kings to make elixirs. This Taoist is just a tool for him to achieve his goal. This husband's motives are not pure. I have nothing to feel guilty about. What about you?
?What tasks did he give you?" Zhang Tianshi asked, stroking his beard.
"I told you that I have no mission, but I just mentioned a few words to me, because I am the last generation successor of Taoist Tantric Buddhism. It is very likely that I will meet you in my life. Master said, 'There will be no traitors in my family.' The one who deserves the most damn is not me, but
It's you, I need to clean up the house." Dao Yichi said as he put the Yangping Zhidu Gong Seal into his lapel.
"Clean up this Taoist ancestor? Can you compare what you have learned in one night with what I have learned in ten years?" Zhang Tianshi laughed wildly. This was the funniest joke he had ever heard since his resurrection.
"Brother Corpse, why did Master teach you not to leave for ten years, and why did Master teach me to leave after just one night? Don't you understand? It doesn't matter how long it takes, it only cares about talent. You...are really not very witty."
Dao Yichi's taunting skill was probably maxed out, and Zhang Tianshi looked furious as if he had been pissed on by Shisan again.
"You arrogant person, let me come and tell you what you have learned!" Zhang Tianshi threw off his long sleeves, and countless yellow talismans came out, laying out a huge Bagua totem on the ground, just like the hero opened
The buff effect is average.
"You don't want to see this." Dao Yichi threw a handful of white talismans and black talismans into the sky, as if he was mourning the deceased. After the black and white talismans fell to the ground, they automatically pieced together at his feet.
It became a huge Tai Chi pattern.
The battle between the two disciples of Taishang Laojun has never been imagined by the world, right? Dao Yichi and Zhang Tianshi walked towards each other. Whether it was the talisman that constituted the Bagua or the Taoist talisman that constituted Tai Chi, I think
The moment they meet, it's like a storm sweeping across the earth. The dancing talisman fingertips tear and attack each other, like red-eyed warriors tearing the enemy into pieces.
The storm quickly swept through the entire square. Thousands of yellow, white, and black spells formed a tornado. The green electric current kept beating on the tornado, like a green dragon passing through the dark clouds. The outside world could not see what was happening inside.
"Zhengyi Thunderstorm Talisman!" Stepping on the yellow talisman in the rotating storm, Zhang Tianshi used his spiritual energy to draw the talisman in the air and move it one foot towards the opposite direction.
"Broken! Tantric Red Flame Talisman!" He drew out the peach wood sword from his waist and ran on the spell storm almost parallel to the ground, stepping on his black and white talisman.
Taomu sword swung and tore apart the invisible talisman thrown by Zhang Tianshi. Dao Yichi constructed another talisman with his backhand and threw it out.
In the eye of the storm, Dao Yichi and Zhang Tianshi are like the peerless masters in the old Hong Kong martial arts movies. They chase each other desperately on the ring-shaped storm wall without any physical contact, throwing various halo spells at each other, and deciphering each other.
of spells.
The two sides competed on the speed of casting and breaking curses, as well as whose spiritual power was stronger. After this battle, the real king of the Tao in the world emerged.
"Junior brother, is this all you can do after a night of cultivation? Brother Zhi, are you still waiting for you to show off what the old guy taught you to write?" Zhang Tianshi roared loudly.
"I told you that you don't want to know..." I saw Dao Yichi taking out a gourd from his clothes. When he saw the thing, Zhang Tianshi's eyes bulged out. He really didn't want to see it, "Zijin...