This is the luck of the Thunder Heaven Sword. If you meet yourself, otherwise you will be delayed for decades by this fake secret recipe, and your Taoist heart will collapse even if you are not angry to death.
He put the clothes back on for Lao Lei, stuffed all kinds of hidden weapons and poisons back into their places, and put down a few Wuling Pills, Tribulation Overcoming Pills, Sunflower Demon Pills, Tai Chi Pills... and left them for Lao Lei to learn the way of alchemy, and Zhang Wucai solved the feng shui.
pattern.
Speaking of which, Lei Tian Dao is almost seventy years old, and his energy and blood have not declined much. Instead, he has gone upstream, breaking the limits of the human body and becoming a grand master. His talent is really terrifying.
For a person like this, without him as a time traveler, and with the pressure of the Immortal, Lao Lei would probably be able to run amok and be invincible.
However, time is also fate.
Without himself, Lei Tian Dao would not have much motivation to grow, and it would be difficult to achieve what it is today.
"Practice hard, I'll wait for you at the end of the martial arts."
Zhang Wu murmured, took a deep look at Lao Lei, then stood up and walked towards the fourth elder in the distance.
The corpses were separated, and he died with his eyes closed. The supreme master ended up like this, and I am afraid that his resentment will never go away.
But Zhang Wu was not afraid.
After hesitating for a moment, he made a decision in his mind.
Mu Wang didn't become this guy, so he originally planned to leave it to Lao Lei.
But at present, the Thunder Sky Sword has a lifespan of two hundred years, and it has not yet reached the time to absorb flesh and blood to extend its lifespan.
Unless you have no choice but to practice the Bloodthirsty Demonic Skill less often, you will avoid becoming possessed by evil spirits.
Moreover, with Lao Lei's shrewdness, if he really wanted to extend his life, there would be no shortage of people.
Not long after, Cheng Gou came back pushing the coffin on a cart, along with all the funeral items.
The two of them worked together to clean King Mu's body, put on his shroud and shoes, and put him into the coffin. After finishing their work, Zhang Wucai said:
"Dog, if you suck the fourth elder, you should be able to extend your life for another fifty years."
"Brother Wu..."
Cheng Gou was grateful and didn't know what to say.
Real brothers never say thank you, they only keep their friendship deep in their hearts.
Gouzi knows that absorbing the Supreme Grandmaster will bring huge benefits, which is no less than the last time he changed his destiny.
Brother Wu should take advantage of this opportunity by himself.
Seeing that Cheng Gou didn't move, Zhang Wu said:
"You suck his body, and I'll suck his head."
"good."
Cheng Gou nodded and came to the headless body of the Fourth Elder. With his fingers like steel, he inserted his hands deeply into the opponent's chest.
Liang Wenbai also helped to move many wreaths. When he saw that the dog was about to take action, he immediately licked his face, put his hands on the dog's back, and said to please the dog:
"Brother Dog, give me a drink."
"..." Cheng Gou.
"..." Zhang Wu.
His face twitched, but Zhang Wu nodded slowly and agreed to give up the profits to Xiao Liang. This move was regarded as accepting Liang Wenbai as a member of his small group.
Cheng Gou took a deep breath, activated the Bloodthirsty Demonic Art, and a fierce suction force burst out from his hands!
"call--"
Groups of strong blood rushed into the body, making Gouzi feel refreshed. It was like a billowing heat wave rushing through his blood and meridians, burning and refreshing, crazily replenishing his life source.
The body of the fourth elder is gradually shriveling up.
Even if the supreme master is old and weak and has a short lifespan, the life functions and the power of qi and blood contained in his body are hundreds of times that of ordinary people.
Rays of blood flowed along Cheng Gou's arms all over his body, making his body and mind surging. The muscles on his body were like long snakes entwined, as if spring was coming, and the little snakes waking up from the warmth of winter were about to come out, and everything was competing, full of energy.
vitality.
A quarter of an hour later, Cheng Gou's loose skin became firmer, his black hair was like a waterfall, and his energy and blood were strong, as if he had returned to his youth.
Behind him, Liang Wenbai was also getting younger, with blood snakes scurrying around his face, his eyes turning white, and he almost fainted from being breastfed.
"Kachacha..."
There was a slight sound of bone cracking, and the bones of the fourth elder seemed to have been eroded by time and lost their proper texture.
The flesh and blood were sucked dry, and the clothes on his body could no longer hold up. When they fell and were pressed, the bones in his body fell apart like soot.
Seeing that both of them had received unparalleled benefits, Zhang Wu also looked forward to Chen Dao's head.
However, instead of absorbing the opponent's energy and blood with the bloodthirsty demonic power, he used his supreme spirit to absorb some of the remaining things in his head and seize his fortune.
Picking up the fourth elder's head, Zhang Wu wanted to wipe off the other's eyelids. After all, his head was in a different place and his eyes were wide open, which always made him look a bit seedy.
But after wiping it twice, it almost crushed my face, but it still couldn't be wiped off.
Zhang Wu pondered for a moment, respectfully placed his head far away, bowed and said:
"Senior, when we go out to hang out in the world, we always have our heads stuck to our waistbands and our skills are inferior to others. We should have the consciousness to admit defeat. The supreme master should have some magnanimity."
After saying this, Zhang Wu bowed four times, took some white paper, and burned it in the street to give his opponent face.
Coming to the head again, he wiped the other person's eyes... still refusing to close his eyes.
This gesture is quite suggestive of dying unjustly and not letting you go even if you become a ghost.
"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink."
Zhang Wu's face turned cold, and his five fingers formed into claws, like gold and bronze. With a single grab, the five fingers sank deeply into his skull.
In an instant, Chen Dao's bloody head was furious, his face was bloodshot, and he was twisted and hideous like an evil ghost.
Zhang Wu felt a very terrifying spirit impacting him. It was the other person's consciousness left in his head, and it was frantically trying to enter his body.
"The worm shakes the tree!"
"You are no match for me when you are alive."
"How dare you act like a monster even after you're dead?"
Zhang Wu's voice was like a loud bell, and he recited the Transcendence Sutra loudly. The sound of chanting resounded throughout the long street, like rolling thunder from the sky, stirring up all directions.
The spiritual power of the Supreme Master is very terrifying. He can control people's hearts, sense all things, and empower others. These are all small ways.
A master who is close to a terrestrial god can even resurrect a corpse and live a new life.
The reason is very simple. If you inject your own memories and life experiences into other people's minds in the name of empowerment and teaching, if others merge with your memories, they will be affected and they will not be able to tell who you are.
These four elders searched everywhere for the favored son of heaven, looking for Xiao Jingchen and Zhang Wu, just to pave the way for his reincarnation.
The bloodthirsty demonic skill was his first preparation, and reincarnation was his second preparation.
If it doesn't work, then just eat blood to prolong your life.
If you grow up and are only one step away from becoming a supreme master, then I will use your body to revive your soul.
After all, no one wants to be reborn as a useless person and be ravaged by others.
After practicing for so many years, the supreme master's vision has been revealed here, and ordinary great masters cannot enter their eyes at all.
An hour later, Zhang Wu slowly opened his eyes. His breath was as deep as an abyss. His upright body seemed to contain terrifying and majestic power, as if he could soar into the sky at any time.
And Chen Dao's head also turned into ashes, drifting away in the wind.
"Killing a supreme master is worth my twenty years of hard training."