Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty Eight Thousand Miles to the South of Gu Insect Mountain
Wang Tuozi, who had provided clues before, now felt the rain of spiritual energy falling on his body. At first, he felt itchy all over his body, and then he felt an indescribable sense of relief.
It's like taking a bath.
Not only himself, but also his pet vulture.
It turned out that Bald Wang's pet had been seriously injured in his early years. Not only was the old disease unrecovered, but he also had a lot of corpse poison accumulated in his body because he often ate carrion.
Vultures are scavengers, so it would be okay if they were not injured. However, the corpse poison cannot be suppressed due to injuries. In recent years, there has often been a period of extremely painful time. Not only is his pet in pain, but Wang Baldzi is also suffering from blood.
The power of Qi is also implicated, which makes his appearance become so ferocious and terrifying.
It seems so weird that the toxins in the body of a person and an animal have accumulated for a long time, but now that they are showered with spiritual energy, the original old diseases and the corpse poison in the body are slowly getting better.
Not only Baldy Wang, but also the old turtle over there had trembling fingers. He was previously treated by Zhang'er. Although he was successfully treated by chance in the end, his pet was still very weak and dry.
But under this rain of spiritual energy, not only did the old turtle himself feel like he had been reborn, but his pet, the big turtle, was now breaking the clothes on the old turtle's back, raising its head, enjoying the rain of rebirth.
And it can be seen with the naked eye that the size of this turtle beast is slowly getting bigger.
Originally it was only the size of a washbasin, but in a short time it grew to be half a person tall, and it would not be a problem to sit three or five people on its back.
How could the old turtle not be excited when he saw this scene?
Mrs. Guiying came over at this time and said: "This is the magical power of the curator. In my opinion, there is probably nothing in the world that the curator cannot do."
Mrs. Ghost Baby, the Coffin Bearer and the Old Turtle are all the Five Immortals of Nanling. They were brothers and sisters in the past, but later met with a disaster. One of them died and four were injured. How many years have they lived without humans and ghosts? If it weren’t for a coincidence
With the curator's treatment, at least the old turtle would not survive until now, and the coffin bearer might also be dead.
This was the first time for the old turtle to meet the curator. At this moment, he was also excited, but he was thinking of an old incident.
"Ghost baby, old coffin, do you still remember the legend of Daojun back then?"
Taojun?
Upon hearing these two words, all the evil masters present were stunned.
As long as you are an evil master, how can you not know about Daojun? The evil master list that has been circulated for hundreds of years was created by Daojun. In the evil way, Daojun is like the founder of the master, and he was created hundreds of years ago.
Ranked as the number one master in the world.
"Master Dao, you always showed yourself in a mask back then, and now the curator is also the same. Is there any connection between the two?" The old turtle asked at this moment because he had a big heart and said whatever he thought of.
After all, it happened hundreds of years ago. None of the evil masters present, even those who were famous on the list of evil masters, had actually met Daojun.
But there are indeed many legends about Daojun.
"I've heard about this too. I've also seen a portrait of Mr. Dao. He does appear to be wearing a Taoist mask, but no one has seen his true appearance." An evil master also spoke at this time.
Tao character mask.
On the white wood base, the word "道" written in wild cursive in black ink was written on it. It was called Daojun at that time, and it was also because of the mask of this word "Dao".
"It should be just a coincidence. The curator's mask has animal patterns on it." Black Crow said at this time, and everyone nodded. After all, although Dao Lord has a very famous reputation among evil masters, he was born hundreds of years ago after all.
As a character, compared to such legendary figures, the Curator is more real.
"Everyone, although Wang Tuzi gave a clue before, we still don't know whether it is true or not. The white ape is the first-level disciple of the curator. Now he has disappeared. After receiving a shower of spiritual energy from the curator, we all went to help find the clues.
, if there is any news, please communicate with us immediately." Mrs. Guiying suggested at this time, and everyone responded naturally.
Seeing this, the monks in Daluo Temple were eager for this, so that this group of evil masters could disperse. In addition, their seal-holding monk should be with the white ape. As long as the white ape is found, he can be found.
The monk holding the seal.
After everyone here reached an agreement, they dispersed.
At the same time, Lin Jin had already entered Qilong Town.
This is the intersection of three continents. It is a very important place. It belongs to a medium-sized kingdom here. However, this medium-sized kingdom is not strong. The city walls of Qilong Town are also in tatters. If they are not merchants, they will often pass here.
I'm afraid this town doesn't even exist.
The soldiers guarding the city were in good spirits. Although their armor was old, their military appearance was solemn, their blades were sharp, and their spears had a cold light.
Lin Jin wore a mask and held a six-tailed fox. Not to mention Dahuang, he said that he was too conspicuous like this, so Lin Jin used a blindfold when he entered the city.
Ordinary people can't see him at all.
Qilong Town is not big, and it only takes a moment to cross it. If you walk through the entire town, half an hour is more than enough. If you are like Lin Jin, it will take even less time.
After entering the city, Lin Jin knew that the little white ape Wang Tuzi said he had seen before was the white ape.
Because the wine in my arms smelled the remaining demonic aura of the white ape.
Although it is faint, it is 100% certain that it is a white ape.
This refreshed Lin Jin's spirits and made him even more vigilant. According to what Wang Baldzi said, the white ape was tied around the neck with a rope by an old Taoist priest, just like a dog.
In addition, the seal-holding monk followed behind.
There are several possibilities. One is that the old Taoist priest has superb skills and subdued the white ape and the monk Zhiyin and coerced them; the other is that the old Taoist priest and the monk Zhiyin are in the same league, and the two team up to abduct the white ape.
In Lin Jin's opinion, these two possibilities are the greatest, and no matter which one they are, it shows that the other party's methods are not bad, and they are estimated to be at least a first-level master of the first monk of Daluo Temple.
Have to guard against it.
Following the smell, Zhang'er guided Lin Jin to a wine shop in the city.
There were not many drinkers in the wine shop, and most of the few tables were empty. On one of the tables, there was a piece of rice paper, pressed with a wine glass, and a pen next to it.
There is the aura of the white ape on it, not to mention Zhang'er, even Lin Jin can feel it.
Lin Jin stepped forward to take a look and frowned.
There are a few lines written on the paper.
This word carries magic power and cannot be seen by ordinary people, but with Lin Jin's level of cultivation, he can naturally see it clearly.
What surprised Lin Jin was not the other party's methods, but the words left by the other party.
"Thousands of miles south to the Gu Chong Mountain, washing tea and warming cups to entertain distinguished guests, the Taoist left a letter!"
Although he didn't say who it was for, Lin Jin knew that it was for him.
Not only these two lines of words, but also because the pen next to it is made of white ape hair. No wonder the white ape's evil spirit remains on it.
These two lines of characters were written with this white ape pen.