Chapter 25: Why Need a Bull Knife for Slaughtering a Sheep
Lao Shaodaozi couldn't help but was stunned, and then stepped forward to touch the statue. The jade was warm and clean, with no cracks, as if it had never been hit hard.
With a "click", he exerted force with his left hand, pinched off the statue's belt, and held it tightly. When he looked again, the belt was well connected to the statue, and his palm was empty, not even a speck of powder was left. "If my Taoist friends try with all their strength, the result will be the same." Zhang Wujiu said with a smile. The old guy deliberately concealed his strength, so of course he would break it.
As expected, Boss Bai said in a weird manner: "Old Shao Knife, could it be that you really hid it?"
Lao Shaodaozi glanced at Boss Bai indifferently. These idiots didn't want to deal with outsiders. They would only rebel in their nests. They must be eliminated afterwards, just in time to collect the treasure. "This thing is indeed wonderful." He said calmly, "Who is there?
Do you see any clue?"
"Bah, why are you waiting for me after you see it?" Sun Jinmao, Ma Hua's leader, shouted carelessly, "We smashed it with a stick, burned it with fire, and even peed on the head of this thing. What?
It doesn’t work!”
It's a pity that Wu Sheng was lost, otherwise it would have been of some help. Lao Shaodaozi's eyes fell on the altar, and he thought for a long time. Could it be that he needed to burn incense, serve lamps, burn talismans, chant sutras, and fight to complete the Taoist ritual ceremony?
What is the secret behind the ritual? He was very familiar with this set of rituals when he was a Taoist boy, but he did not want to reveal it in front of the public.
Zhang Wujiu secretly peeped at Lao Shaodaozi for a moment, and saw that he was helpless, so he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. To solve the mystery of the statue, he would probably have to perform a fasting ceremony. Since this person couldn't tell, he must be a wild fox Zen. At that moment, he became courageous, and the Taoist sect and Zhengzong
It is not unusual for a three-legged cat's casual cultivator to fight against an enemy, even if he jumps over the level and kills them.
The eyes of everyone in the hall flickered, each with their own thoughts, and fell into a dull stalemate for a while. Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside, and the sound of chaotic footsteps came in droves.
"Oh, grab the treasure!" "Kill! Kill! Kill them all!" "Kill them, ho ho!"
A group of people, covered in blood, rushed in with a lot of shouts, their faces turned red, and they killed everyone on sight, immediately setting off a chaotic melee.
"Sun Erga, you fucking dared to fight me because you had the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard?" Sun Jinmao waved the black and red wind and fire stick, held up a horse-shaped Pounce, and cursed angrily.
Qinglong, Wu Jieba and others were all surrounded and killed. Those people who usually looked up to them in awe were now filled with resentment, fighting desperately, and roaring like beasts from time to time.
"Peng!" Lao Shao Daozi punched through the chest of the barbarian opposite him, and a column of blood spurted out. The other man fell back, then stood up strangely, hugged Lao Shao Daozi's calf, opened his mouth and bit it, and his teeth became sharp.
It is curved and protruding, dripping with fishy saliva.
Lao Shaodaozi was startled and kicked the opponent away. The barbarian fell out and rolled a few times, then shook his rope and got up. The granulations on the edge of the chest hole couldn't help but squirm, and oozed out indigo-blue sticky threads, like
Spider webs intertwined and tangled, covering the wounds.
No! Lao Shaodaozi felt slightly uneasy and looked around. Most of the people who rushed in looked like crazy beasts, salivating at the corners of their mouths. Their wounds were all wrapped with indigo sticky threads, and strange blue patches appeared on their skin. There was a fierce battle.
In the middle, a Yaksha tribesman suddenly stuck out his tongue, which was about one foot long. It immediately wrapped around Du Stutter's legs. People around him roared and pounced on him, grabbing and biting him.
"Save, save, save, save, save..." Du stuttered and struggled desperately, while the tiger outside him raised its claws and swept its tail, roaring repeatedly. The people who rushed towards him were repeatedly knocked away, and their flesh and blood were scattered everywhere, but the people in the outer circle
One after another, one after another, crazy attacks, flames of light shot out, air waves exploded, thunder rolled, and the pillars of the palace were shaking.
Du Stutter's roar gradually weakened, and the tiger Dharma Prime howled mournfully, and the light and shadow shattered. Outside the hall, the crowd was still pouring in in an endless stream, roaring and fighting, unscrupulously, like the evil ghosts in the wall sculptures resurrected, dancing wildly. p>
A stream of pure Qi from the Jade Emperor's Xuan Qiong was swept out, and the flesh and blood of the people who were besieged flew out in all directions. Zhang Wujiu stood on a crutch, pinching the magic formula with his hand, and the Qi from the Jade Emperor's Xuan Qiong galloped freely, making those who were invincible invincible.
The Jade Emperor's Xuan Qiong is clear! Lao Shaodaozi's pupils suddenly shrank. This outsider actually came from the Yu Palace in the Sea of Clouds! A murderous intention rose in his chest, and then his greed became blazing. He had rebelled against the family for decades and never had the chance to learn it.
Techniques. And the Jade Palace is a giant of the Taoist sect, and its pure mind is still above the immeasurable pure land.
With a flash of his eyes, Lao Shaodaozi casually dealt with a few punches, knocking the people in front of him staggering, then blended into the crowd, used small maneuvers to move around, and quietly approached Zhang Wujiu.
"Ah!" came the painful howl of the barbarian leader Aliba from the crowd. Lao Shaojia fired his voice, and Aliba was overwhelmed by the surging figures. He was shocked to find that those people's faces turned red, and there were blue patches on their bodies.
It becomes denser and denser, as if indigo mucus gradually penetrates the skin and flesh, covering the whole body.
"Bang!" The shadow of the stick wielded by Sun Jinmao suddenly struck down, causing everyone to fall forward and backward. Sun Jinmao let out a sharp roar, somersaulted out of the crowd, and fled out of the hall.
A person was hit by the stick shadow method and fell towards the statue of the immortal. Half of his body fell on the immortal's outstretched right palm, splattered with blood. "Buzz--" The copper plate on the immortal's left hand made a slight sound, as thin as a gossamer.
, negligible. Half of the corpse began to melt, as if being swallowed by an invisible giant mouth.
Zhang Wujiu and Lao Shaodaozi turned their heads at the same time, their eyes brightening. Sacrifice! The immortal statue needs a sacrifice!
The eyes of the two parties met halfway, paused for a moment, then exchanged glances, and each jumped out.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The pure energy of the Jade Emperor's Xuan Qiong suddenly surged, like a bright band of light, sweeping around. The people who rushed over were cut off at the waist, their internal organs burst out, and they fell to the ground one after another. The power of Lao Shaodaozi's fists was also urging
To the extreme, the fists were like a mountain avalanche, deafening and enlightening. Before everyone could get close, they were crushed into pulp by the heavy and domineering fists like mountains.
The two of them had no scruples anymore. Regardless of Boss Bai, Qinglong... or the crazy crowd, they would kill them all without fail. Anyway, the more sacrifices, the better. In less than a moment of pouring incense, everyone in the hall was slaughtered, and everyone in the hall was slaughtered.
The flow of people coming in is also getting smaller and smaller. There are piles of corpses all around, rare treasures and precious treasures are scattered all over the floor, and the blood is accumulated every inch.
Lao Shaodaozi and Zhang Wujiu stopped, looked at each other, and then glanced at the treasures in the palace. They couldn't help laughing loudly, with uncontrollable murderous intent in their laughter.
"Fellow Taoist, why not take a look at the changes to the statue first?" Zhang Wujiu suggested in a pleasant tone.
Lao Shao Daozi nodded, and the two of them started to work together. The corpses flew towards the immortal's right hand and melted continuously. The sound of the copper plate became clearer and louder. When most of the corpses were removed, a drop of dew slowly seeped out from the copper plate.
, crystal clear, colorless and fragranceless, shining with a distant and mysterious light.
Fairy dew!
The two of them coincidentally came up with a certain record in the Taoist classics. It is said that Immortal Dew is a condensed essence from the sky. It can not only purify mana and wash away impurities, but also eliminate all hidden dangers caused by the sudden advancement of skills.
Both sides stared at the Immortal Dew without saying a word for a long time. After a while, Zhang Wujiu coughed lightly: "Fellow Taoist, this drop of rootless pure water for healing belongs to me, and the rest of the treasures here belong to fellow Taoist. How about that?"
Rootless purified water? The corners of Lao Shaodaozi's mouth were crooked. He was born in the Immortal Pure Land, and he still doesn't know what his sect's rootless purified water is? "Don't worry, there are still many sacrifices." Lao Shaodaozi kept his hands up.
, continue to throw corpses one after another into the immortal’s left hand.
The fairy dew on the copper plate did not increase, but the brilliance became more profound and unpredictable. Lao Shaodaozi's heart moved, he grabbed a green ginseng on the ground and threw it tentatively towards the statue.
The green ginseng fell into the heart of the cactus and also began to melt. Lao Shaozi no longer hesitated, and punched out, rolling up the treasures on the ground and throwing them into the palm of the statue. Zhang Wujiu's eyes flashed, but he did not stop it. When it came to refining,
In the realm where the gods return to the void, ordinary treasures can only be the icing on the cake, far less than the unparalleled treasures such as Immortal Dew.
"Bang——" The copper plate glowed brightly and made a long and loud sound. An ancient jade slip appeared from scratch and floated out of the copper plate.
"Boom!" The moment the jade slip appeared, the two of them suddenly took action. The pure Qi of the Jade Emperor's Xuan Qiong and the mighty fist power collided in mid-air, setting off waves of violent waves.
Lao Shaodaozi's body swayed slightly, and the blood on his face disappeared in a flash. Zhang Wujiu's face turned red, and blood was bleeding from the corners of his mouth. He stumbled back ten steps and almost fell down. In the end, he suffered the consequences of his unhealed injuries.
The copper plate was affected by the air waves and shook violently. With a "bang", the jade slip fell to the ground. The two people's consciousness had already extended over it, and the several lines of ancient characters engraved on the jade slip were clearly visible.
It’s actually an ancient secret recipe for refining human elixir!
Using the heart of a master of refining the spirit and restoring the void as the main medicine, refine it into a pill, thereby breaking through the bottleneck and reaching the state of refining the void and combining the Tao!
The two of them immediately thought of that drop of fairy dew, and used this secret recipe to break through the bottleneck, and then used the fairy dew to eliminate hidden dangers. Even if the void is shattered, it is not hopeless!
"Fellow Taoist..." Zhang Wujiu's heart was beating fast and his expression was uncertain, "The handwriting on this jade slip is quite immature and lacks the ancient meaning. It may not be genuine. You and I might as well look carefully..."<
/p>
What greeted him was a powerful punch like a mountain! Lao Shao sank his waist, stepped forward, punched, and filled the hall with roaring laughter.
"Today between you and me, only one can get out alive!"
"No one can come out alive from the Nightmare Lake today." Zhikari Zhenzhen half-knelt on his knees, holding the broken sword against Hong Lianxue's jade-white neck, and said calmly.
"You damn little thief! You bastard! You bastard! Let me go! Let me go!" Hong Lianxue was lying on the edge of the lake in a humiliating position, her plump and elastic buttocks twisting violently, trying her best
I want to break away from the boy who is pressing me on my back.
"Wait a little longer." Zhikarizhen exerted his strength on his knees and pinned Hong Lianxue to the ground.
"Waiting for you to die! The shameless little scoundrel attacked me again! Another sneak attack! Another sneak attack!" Hong Lianxue was so angry that she was filled with shame and anger. She originally wanted to enter the Immortal Mansion for the sake of her people, but after thinking about the young man's words,
I was hesitant for a moment. But I didn't expect to be careful, and the young man attacked me from behind.
To put it into perspective, she only met him three times, but was cheated on three times!
"See for yourself." Zhikari Zhen moved the sword slightly.
"Look at you..." Hong Lianxue was stunned on the spot before she could say the word "fart".
In the Nightmare Lake, the colorful lights are disappearing rapidly, and the entire fairy palace begins to shrink. The magnificent eaves are swaying like water, as if they have turned into illusory bubbles.
In the twists and turns of the palace corridor, Wu Sheng was panting like an ox. Blood flowed into rivers along the way, and corpses were scattered. All the survivors who had taken the treasures had inexplicable changes, their bodies were twisted and deformed, and they struggled to make howling sounds. Wu Sheng avoided them.
, running wildly all the way. This is not an immortal mansion at all, this is an ancient palace of the witch clan, a terrifying bait to kill everyone in the slaughterhouse!
Zhikarizhen withdrew the broken sword and stood up slowly. This fairy mansion was originally a back-up plan deployed by the Zhi clan eight hundred years ago to prevent the Yu clan from pursuing them. Only the essence and blood of the direct bloodline of the Zhi clan can be restored.
Turn on. The purer the witch blood, the greater the power of the Immortal Mansion.
Looking at the gate from afar, Wu Sheng was running wildly with his hair disheveled. The red-faced, blue-skinned evil spirits in the wall sculptures on both sides let out sharp howls. That was Kui! He knew that they were Kui! There was a kind of dream path that existed in the earth in ancient books and legends.
A strange race that formed an alliance with the ancient witch clan.
The witch clan offered human sacrifices, and Kui Yi harvested lives in return. Zhikarizhen looked at the shrinking fairy mansion in the distance, and all the rare treasures in it were just phantoms projected by Kui Yi's human heart.
Except for that jade slip.
Zhi Kaizhen took out several identical colorful jade slips from his arms, and couldn't help but smile when he remembered the scene of sharing the stolen goods with Ge Shuye in the bandit's den.
"Plop!" Water splashed everywhere, and Wu Sheng staggered onto the threshold. The fairy palace suddenly shrank into a tiny point and disappeared into the rippling water. The jade slip slipped from the young man's palm and fell into the lake, causing ripples in circles. Zhikarizhen glanced at the stunned Hong Lianxue, turned around, and walked towards the waiting Qingfeng in the distance.
"Little thief! Why, why, why save me?" Hong Lianxue's gnashing of teeth came from behind.
"Because..." Zhikari thought about it for a while and replied seriously, "I don't like to owe others."
The breeze patted the young man, without saying anything or asking anything. With an indescribable tacit understanding, the old man and the young man walked side by side towards the dim distance.
"The old Taoist thought that he would have to fight with Zhang Wujiu." Qingfeng walked in silence for a long time, then suddenly laughed.
"Why do you need a knife to kill a sheep?" Zhi Shouzhen smiled slightly.
Zhiye said that if you grasp people's hearts, you can grasp everything.