Chapter 113 We promise that we will never be the first to use God Nezha
Yue Buqun's words were like a basin of cold water, which helped Ning Caichen regain his composure from his panic and mixed emotions.
Turning his head to look at the reminder he had just ignored, it turned out that it was just as the other party said. With the intervention of Heavenly Law in the Liaozhai World, the virus no longer had the infectious ability of the talker in Resident Evil.
"It's just... I saw that the tiger demon behaved strangely. He was severely injured by Elder Fahai several times, but he recovered within a few moments. If the centipede spirit also took the same medicine, what if he went on a killing spree in the capital?
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However, even so, Ning Caichen's complexion did not improve much.
Recalling the strange appearance of the tiger demon who didn't have a single piece of flesh on his body yet still attacked Fa Hai without fear of death, it really made people feel uneasy.
When Fa Hai faced off against the tiger demon just now, he was not only suppressed in terms of realm, but the opponent took the medicine in the wrong way, and there was not enough flesh and blood in the wilderness for it to evolve.
So even though it looks like a lot of manipulation, in fact, everything is under control.
But every step of the way brings wisdom. If Pudu Cihang learns his lesson and takes advantage of the time they are on the road to replenish their blood and take the final step, it will not be as easy as it is now.
Perhaps seeing Ning Caichen's worries, Fahai smiled and comforted:
"Ning Donor, don't worry. Those who can cultivate to this level are all talented and determined people. As long as the centipede spirit feels that there is a glimmer of hope for success in what he does, he will not use this kind of side effects easily.
means."
"At most, this medicine is used as a last resort to save life. We just need to be careful and not give it the opportunity to take medicine throughout the process."
"Besides, even if we prepare for the worst, if the evildoer relies on medicine and blood food to make a breakthrough, we are not without the strength to fight. At most... we can lure it to the wilderness and let God Nezha untie it.
That’s the seal.”
Yes, how could I forget this?!
He punched the palm fiercely, and Ning Caichen belatedly shouted out.
Once Nezha unlocks the seal of the Qiankun Circle, according to Group Leader Gou, he will be at the lowest level of an immortal. By the standards of a chat group, he will be a real sixth-level boss.
With him in charge, let alone a mere centipede spirit who relied on trickery to make breakthroughs, I am afraid that even the practitioners in the entire Liaozhai world would not be able to defeat him alone.
"It seems like there's really nothing to be afraid of anymore!"
Ning Caichen, who had clear thoughts after clearing the clouds and saw the sun, began to raise the flag without any awareness.
"Hey, nerd, seeing how pitiful you are, I will reluctantly agree to help you this time."
Unexpectedly, after going around in a circle, the topic would fall on him again, especially Fahai, the only designated boss in the group, who valued his ability so much.
He had always been regarded as a scourge by the people of Chentangguan City, and how often had he been treated like this. Nezha was a little swollen, and even his tone of voice was slightly off.
Knowing that the naughty child wants to have his hair down, Ning Caichen will naturally not hesitate to say nice words and flatter him.
Wang Ziwen even made Nezha's akimbo pose into an emoticon and posted it on the public screen——
[We promise that we will never be the first to use Nezha Master.jpg]
Originally, as the only child in the group, Nezha was quite popular among everyone.
For a time, everyone turned into a repeater and started copying and pasting.
Even Nezha himself couldn't help but secretly collect a copy, taking it out in private and enjoying himself silly.
There was another commotion, and everyone agreed to gather in the capital three days later. Except for Yue Buqun, who was of low cultivation, and Wang Ziwen, who was well versed in Gou's ways, they stayed behind to protect the safety of Ning Caichen's family.
At that time, it will be the time for them to fight to the death with the Centipede Spirit and the last two reincarnations.
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Here Fahai and his group have already rested, while over there they are in a huge Forbidden City.
The palace where Emperor Zhengde rested has now become like a small Leiyin Temple. There are clay sculptures and golden bodies of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas everywhere.
The two futons placed opposite each other in the middle are woven from the Ningxin grass grown deep in Yunmengze. They are exquisitely made and have the effect of calming and concentrating the mind.
It's just a scene that should be bright and Zen-like. Whenever night falls, there is always a shadow creeping up on the golden body of the Dharma, like strange clusters and murmurs everywhere. Even the guards standing guard outside the door can feel it rising from the soles of their feet.
The coolness.
Ever since the emperor listened to the imperial master's plan to restructure the palace, no one has been able to stand guard outside the palace for three days. All of them fell seriously ill after the shift, and from then on they all feared this job like a tiger or a wolf.
However, the two people in the palace seemed to know nothing about it. After finishing today's sermon, Emperor Zhengde was about to call the maids to take a rest. When he saw Pudu Cihang still standing there and unwilling to leave, he couldn't help but feel curious.
He asked with a smile:
"The Imperial Master is so preoccupied, but there are ministers from the Yushitai who want to impeach you?"
"No, it's just that the poor monk was so blessed that he calculated a divination with his fingers, but it turned out..."
Pudu Cihang's expression remained unchanged, but his tone was a little hesitant.
"Oh, how are the hexagrams? Why don't you come and tell me about them?"
Emperor Zhengde's interest was aroused for a moment, and while he asked the waiters and maids to change his clothes and warm the bed for him, he stared at the face of the centipede spirit.
"Nine to five, the flying dragon is in the sky, which will help you meet your master."
Pudu Cihang spoke slowly, and when he saw that Emperor Zhengde's eyes were dazed, he added another sentence.
"What the poor monk decides is whether His Majesty can attain enlightenment and ascend to heaven."
"Is this true?"
It was just a joke at first, but when he heard such shocking news, Emperor Zhengde didn't even care about the eunuch who was changing his clothes. He walked quickly to Centipede Jing with piercing eyes.
"Amitabha, monks do not lie."
Pudu Cihang's calm face is a bit like Fahai telling lies with his eyes open.
"However, His Majesty's ascension will bring one final disaster."
As if to dampen Zhengde's appetite, Pudu Cihang suddenly became silent at critical moments.
"The Imperial Master said it bluntly. If I can achieve fruition, I will definitely not forget the contribution of the Imperial Master."
Emperor Zhengde looked very excited, holding Pudu Cihang's old hand that was like a dead branch tightly, without the calmness and calmness of a human king at all.
"Your Majesty is the king of a country. He has the luck of the dynasty and is invulnerable to all means. It's just Xiao He who succeeds and loses Xiao He. Now this emperor's dragon energy has become the last shackle for your majesty to achieve enlightenment and ascension."
"Only by sacrificing the blood of three thousand boys and girls and following the example of the ancestor dragon can we take off the shackles. Once Feng Xu controls the wind, he can achieve great freedom."
The old god Pudu Cihang was there, as if he was not worried that the other party would reject his proposal.
"Three thousand boys and girls... Why is this difficult? I will immediately issue an order and let the national master do it."
After just thinking for a moment, Emperor Zhengde actually smiled and agreed. It seemed that in his eyes, the lives of three thousand boys were not a big deal at all.
"Poor monk, I wish your Majesty in advance that your wish will come true."
With a dry flattery, Pudu Cihang turned around and left with a compassionate look on his face before Zhengde could reply.
The deep and flickering candlelight made his back curve and spread, making him look like a monster.