"You are always very powerful. I can't even imagine that you are 240 years old and your body is still so tough."
Zhang Wu looked at the other party calmly, his body standing upright, like breaking into the blue sky.
I silently recite the supreme meditation mantra in my heart, block my own breath, and fully open my telepathy. I have used three-point power for the first time since I became the supreme master.
Then, retreat fifty feet.
I felt unsafe, so my figure flashed and retreated a hundred feet later.
Until the other person's figure became a little blurred on the horizon.
No matter who the enemy is, you should take the attitude of a nuclear bomb and blowing flies. You can be more tired, but you can't put yourself in a dangerous position.
This Xiao family ancestor has never taken action in his life, which does not mean that he can't deal with you.
Although Zhang Wu concluded that this guy was already in the wind and had no power to fight again, otherwise he would have come to find him twenty years ago and would not have been waiting here, but he would not bet on luck.
Tang Zhan died strangely back then, and the ancestor of the Xiao family died even stranger.
It is somewhat absurd to have a mere Feng Shui pattern, and it is a bit absurd to curse the supreme master to death through a thousand miles.
The Xiao royal family always liked to use fake death routines, so Zhang Wu had no choice but to doubt it.
After Da Kun was destroyed, he searched for the body of the ancestor of the Xiao family. His blood type was the same and his appearance was the same, but he was obviously a substitute.
The corpse of the Supreme Master is too precious. Even if you don’t know the bloodthirsty magic skills at that time, you will only comprehend the other party’s corpse and study the secrets of the Supreme Master, which will benefit you greatly.
The ancestor of the Xiao family had no intention of taking action, but just sighed and said:
"Time is always too fast, the past is like smoke, and it gets old in the blink of an eye. The qi and blood are declining, the heart is weak, and people are also in a nasty way. Please do not laugh at me if you are not allowed."
"So you killed Uncle Zhan, and you are deliberately planning the overall Feng Shui situation here, wanting to attract me to be reborn through a backdoor?"
Zhang Wu looked up at the sky, and there were thunder and thunder. The summer weather changed as soon as possible, making the air look a little dull.
So he retreated fifty feet apart.
The technique of refining the gods of the sun and the moon has great flaws.
In a weather without seeing the sun and stars or moon, the power of the sun and moon cannot be directly emitted, and its power will be greatly reduced.
His behavior made the ancestor of the Xiao family tremble.
"Fellow Daoist, I don't even have the energy to save Da Kun. I've been surviving until now, so you don't need to be nervous."
"I'm not nervous."
Zhang Wu said honestly:
"I just can't believe in you."
"..." The ancestor of the Xiao family.
"Fellow Daoist, you are so cautious, it's no wonder that you have achieved such great success."
After a while of speech, Lao Xiao said with emotion:
"If you were really Xiao Jingwu, you would be fine. With descendants like you, I will die without regrets."
"Fellow Daoist Xiao, you have been thinking too much. I have always been the only one who can be a father and an ancestor for others. You should take a break. Daydreaming is not conducive to physical and mental health."
Zhang Wu shook his head and asked in confusion:
"But I'm very curious, you are living well. At that time, Ma Liu came to kill the two brothers of the Xiao family. Why didn't you save them?"
"I am helpless."
The ancestor of the Xiao family said:
"That sword sealing throat pattern, blood sacrifices tens of thousands of strong men. Although I was not dead, I was not feeling well. The curse on my body was difficult to expel. I could only come to this mass grave and use the death evil here to resolve the evil evil brought by the curse.
Only by using evil to eliminate evil can one survive. Once you leave here, the evil will explode and you will die immediately."
"Your explanation is reasonable."
Zhang Wu nodded and answered the same.
He could clearly feel the resentment of the ancestor of the Xiao family, and the seal hall on his eyebrows was also turning black.
If he was still in his prime, his body was strong and his blood was full of energy, he would naturally not be afraid of these resentments.
Unfortunately, when a person is old, his body and energy are declining in all aspects. He is born, old age, sickness and death, and the normal state of human beings, and the supreme master is also a human being.
As for why the other party can live 240 years old, of course it is attributed to the Demon Planting Art.
The bloodthirsty magic skill directly absorbs other people's flesh and blood and uses it to prolong life.
The magic technique is to plant demon seeds on others, plunder others' qi, blood and spirit, and slowly feed back to yourself.
One is to kill the chicken to get the eggs, and kill them in one wave.
One is a long flow of water, silent.
Overall, the bloodthirsty demon is more effective in prolonging life.
After all, the demon seed is not that good.
You must first sacrifice your own spiritual and qi and blood, condense into a demon seed, and then use physical contact to plant it on others.
When a person is old, everything will really go to rest. He has little lifespan and he has to sacrifice his spirit, qi and blood. If he cannot feed back in a short period of time, he is likely to waste himself to death before he has prolonged his life.
After thinking about it, Zhang Wu asked:
"No one in this world can escape the disaster of life and death. You know that it is difficult to borrow my body, so why don't you borrow someone else to be reborn and have to wait for me to come?"
"It's better to break jade than to be full of tiles."
The ancestor of the Xiao family said frankly:
"Inject memory into a useless person, do nothing for his whole life, and suffer from exploitation. This kind of life has been old enough. It is better to die if you don't find a genius who has the opportunity to become a land god."
"You are free and easy."
Zhang Wu praised him, and suddenly felt a warning. The feeling of a disaster was coming very strong, which made his tall figure instinctively flash, and it had reached ten feet away.
Boom-
There was a thunder in the sky, and lightning flashed across the earth, and the sky and the earth were shrouded in dazzling bright light.
The ground he had just stood was suddenly charred by the blue lightning, and the soil and rocks splashed, exuding a strong charred smell.
At this moment, Zhang Wu was frightened and ran away.
When struck by lightning, even if his vitality is strong enough, countless cells will be killed and seriously injured.
He really didn't expect that the Xiao family ancestor's work was so huge that he incorporated a few miles into the Feng Shui array, and used the power of the sky to attract thunder and destroy the enemy. It was really a magic method.
Of course, the main reason is that your aura is too strong and your life magnetic field is too terrifying. Standing in a thunderstorm is like a metal pillar exposed to the sky, and someone guides Feng Shui, and if you don’t hit you, who will you hit?
Bang--
General Zhang Wu crushed a strange stone to pieces, scattered himself from the top of his head, and ran back to the capital.
The ancestor of the Xiao family stared wide, unable to believe that he had not hurt this guy with the help of the power of the sky.
"Foresee the good and bad luck, the land gods?"
Old Xiao murmured to himself, and a feeling of despair suddenly arose in his heart, knowing that he was really going to die this time.
...
After that day, Zhang Wu returned to his ancestral home and asked Hutubao to send someone to seal the mass grave.
He occasionally meets guests and spends most of his time developing poisons against the supreme master.
Only around Qingming Festival every year will we choose a good weather, go out of the city to see the ancestor of the Xiao family, burn some paper for the other party, and then ask the death row prisoner to give Lao Xiao a chicken, and kill the person when he comes back.
In the end, I had to sit on the top of the city and recite a strange demonic sound to urge death torture the death evil spirits of the turmoil. I didn't stop until the resentment of the Xiao family ancestor broke out.
After going back and forth, the years trembled and the vicissitudes of the earth.
Four years and four months later, an old body was added to the house under the hills of mass graves.