Patriarch of Wanjiao

Chapter 139 Good words are hard to persuade to be a dead ghost!My name is on the Qianlong Book ([-] in [-])

In the middle of the moon, black crows startled up and landed on dead wood branches.

A mass grave five miles away from Luofu Mountain.

Two furtive figures were in front of a grave, clawing at the tombstone with all their might.

"Brother Li, I heard that in the middle of the night, the Yin Qi is the heaviest... I'm a little scared."

The thin figure suddenly stopped what he was doing, and looked around with some guilt.

"Nothing, being so timid, it has ruined the good reputation of our tomb robbers, I'm sorry."

The burly man cast a contemptuous glance at his companion.

"Brother Li, I'm going to quit after I finish this ticket... Bring my savings to marry Widow Wang..." The thin man was resolute, his eyes full of yearning for the future.

"She's single, I'm single, and we're going to get married."

"Marry first, then divorce, the bride price is two and a half for you?" The strong man poured cold water on his face: "She is a widow inlaid with gold? 30 taels of dowry, she really dares to open her teeth, do you know that 30 taels Yinzi, how many women can you play with?"

"You can play until you can't."

"Brother Li, I'm different from you, I talk about feelings..." the thin man hesitated.

"Emotion? The easiest thing to deceive in this world is emotion."

"I shuttled alone under the pink lanterns and red candles, wandering in the dark and narrow alleys, looking for the figure waving to welcome guests, do you think I have taken a fancy to their cheapness?" The expression of the burly man changed A little lonely.

"That's the only warmth in the trough of my life."

"Those women are the purest women in the world. Not only will they meet all your needs, but they will not deceive your feelings. That is the rare innocence in the world..."

There was a rare tenderness in the strong man's eyes, which might be one of the few good things in his memory.

"Brother Li, let's stop remembering, okay? I always feel that this place...is not very clean..."

The thin man's voice became a little trembling, and he scanned every grave around him vigilantly.

"Afraid of a bird, there are no taboos in our line of work, is it possible to meet ghosts?" The burly man said fearlessly.

boom……

At this moment, a blood-stained arm suddenly stretched out from the grave between the two of them.

"Cheat the corpse!"

The burly man was taken aback for a moment, then let out a sharp cry, dropped the shovel in his hand, turned around and ran.

"Li...Brother Li...you...you wait for me..."

The skinny man was about to cry, and he kept on scrambling to catch up with the strong man. In this life, even if he couldn't marry the widow of the king, he would never do this business of digging out the grave again.

Under the moonlight, the blood-stained arm shook slightly, and the majestic inner breath shook the grave away.

Immediately afterwards, a bloody figure crawled out of it.

The colorless at this moment is not as solemn and sacred as before, the monk's robe is broken, and the whole body is covered with blood holes, obviously formed by being pierced by bone bullets.

His pectoralis major did not have the same outline as before, it drooped sickly, and his breath was exhausted to the extreme.

"Amitabha, the world is vast, I never thought there would be such a terrifying monster."

Wu Se leaned against the broken tomb, panting heavily.

If he didn't have the body protection of the authentic inner breath of Buddhism, and also cultivated the [Vajra Wrath Body], he would have died eight rounds by now.

The luckiest thing is that he was buried deep by the collapsed mountain wall, otherwise, even the whole body would not be left behind.

Colorless exhausted his last bit of strength and dug a path from the ground, which led directly to the mass grave five miles away before he dared to take the lead.

"It's no wonder my uncle said that I will have a catastrophe of life and death when I go out of the mountain to cross the south."

Wu Se murmured softly, thinking of what the old monk had said to him before going down the mountain.

On that day, he insisted on going down the mountain, intending to go all the way south, subdue demons, meet masters from various mountain gates, just like the [Monk King] back then, pay a visit to Luofu Mountain, and see the mark left by the black sword in the past.

At that time, the master uncle who had been sitting in meditation for 30 years gave him eight words: Seeing the bones cause disasters, seeing the tombs being robbed.

At that time, Wu Se didn't take it to heart, which caused the old monk to send him another sentence.

It's hard to persuade a ghost to die!

"It seems that Master Uncle has really attained Taoism... The world is too big, demons are in chaos, and I still can't suppress them with magical powers..."

Wu Se stood up unsteadily, clasped his hands together, and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

He has already made up his mind that he will start retreat this time when he returns to the mountain, and he will never step out of the mountain gate in less than 30 years.

boom……

At this moment, the colorless head burst open suddenly, like a watermelon falling to the ground, the juice splashed everywhere, mixed with white slurry.

The stiff body finally instinctively struggled twice, and then slowly fell down.

"The monk in Xichan Mountain...he has become dull."

In the dark night, a cold voice resounded.

The Lord of the Bone Temple, wearing a robe and holding floating dust, walked slowly under the moonlight, followed by a young man with a handsome face.

"Master, will it be okay to kill him?" The young man couldn't help asking when he looked at the colorless corpse.

"There are countless heads in the world, how can there be gods and Buddhas who ask about cause and effect?" The Lord of the Bone Temple said indifferently: "I just sent him to see my Buddha."

While speaking, the Lord of the Bones Temple stretched out his right hand, picked up the colorless corpse, and casually threw it to the young man next to him.

"This is good nourishment. As long as you parasitize him, you should be able to improve your cultivation a lot... The Xuantian Pavilion assessment is coming soon. With your strength, it will not be half difficult to get promoted in the [Xuanyu Token]." The bone temple master said lightly.

Hearing the words, the young man held the colorless corpse, a frightening gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Thank you, master, for fulfilling it."

The method of parasitism is a secret technique passed down by the Lord of the Bone Monastery. Its highest meaning is to parasitize the body of a monk and ghost, plunder the energy of others, and strengthen one's own cultivation.

It is said that this secret method is all-encompassing, including the way of talismans, the art of weapons, etc., all of which are based on [parasitic].

These things, the Lord of the Bones Temple did not pass it on to him.

"Master, Luofu Mountain is not far ahead, according to your induction, that [Bone Parasitic Talisman] should be there." The young man said suddenly.

"Luofu Mountain..."

The Lord of the Bone Monastery focused his eyes slightly. These days, he used magic induction to gradually determine the position of the [Bone Parasitic Talisman].

He can faintly perceive this talisman only when it is used by someone.

Just after a big battle, the [Bone Parasitic Talisman] fluctuated to an unprecedented intensity, and was finally captured by him completely. Only then did he meet the colorless who had just escaped.

"Since it is Luofu Mountain, let's let it go for now." The Bone Temple Master said lightly.

"Why?" The young man couldn't help being stunned.

As a master, he never takes revenge and murder overnight, and he only kills people in the command room, it is rare to see people calm down like this, maybe he is afraid of Luofu Mountain.

"The examination of Xuantian Pavilion is coming soon, among the seven gates of Longyuan Mansion, there is one person you should pay special attention to." The Lord of the Bone Temple suddenly said.

"Who?"

"Luofushan, a boy named Qi Yu."

"Him!?" The young man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said calmly, "I've heard his name before. Although he is said to be a genius, he seems to have average cultivation, not..."

"Young people don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth. A real master hides his weapon in the abyss. How can you see it clearly?" The Lord of the Bone Temple sneered.

"He is not ordinary, he is the reincarnation of the old Black Mountain demon..."

"What!?" The young man's complexion changed suddenly, and he couldn't believe the secret he heard.

"He is very imposing, he hides deep in Luofu, has been cultivating for many years, and now he is practicing Xuangong secretly. He is undergoing the most important transformation in his life."

There was a special kind of splendor in the eyes of the Lord of the Bone Temple: "Before he completes his transformation, I don't want to distract him...Let's talk about Luofu Mountain later."

While talking, the Lord of the Bones Temple turned around and was about to leave.

"Master, why is this? If I let him practice Xuan Gong, can I still compete?" The young man couldn't help but ask.

The black mountain old demon, that is a giant among ghosts, reincarnated and rebuilt is no small matter, if the transformation is completed, no one can stop it! ?
"Fool... If you want to complete that kind of transformation, how can there be no doom? At that time, you will use the method of parasitism to suck him dry... You will practice hard for a lifetime, but you will only make wedding dresses for others..."

The bone temple master sneered: "Brother Heishan, speaking of it, you taught me the law of parasitism back then."

"I'm reciprocating the favor."

"Master is always considerate of me, but it's hard to repay my apprentice's love." The young man lowered his head, with a strange smile on his face, but a cold glint in his eyes.

"Let's go."

The Bone Watchman gave him an indifferent glance, stepped out, and disappeared into the vast night.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Luofu Mountain, a prison.

Feng Wannian walked in with a package in his arms mysteriously.

"Why are you being so sneaky?"

Li Mo yawned, looked up and saw Feng Wannian, the latter had dark circles, apparently did not sleep well last night.

"I went down the mountain overnight last night."

Feng Wannian sat down and poured himself a cup of strong tea to refresh himself.

"You don't even know what I saw at the foot of the mountain yesterday..." Feng Wannian lowered his voice.

"what?"

"It turns out that there really are bone demons..." Feng Wannian said in a deep voice.

"Did you see it?" Li Mo couldn't help showing a strange expression.

"I saw it with my own eyes... that bone monster has a ferocious face, its bared fangs are as long as your arm, and it has three heads, it's too scary..."

"..."

Li Mo's eyes narrowed slightly: "Where did you see that?"

"At the foot of the mountain, although it's a little far away, I can see it quite clearly." Feng Wannian said in a deep voice.

"I guess the mountain gate will block the news."

If it's just a rumor, then it will be spread, and it's nothing to use it as an after-dinner conversation. At most, Deputy Chief Xiao will lose some of his reputation.

But if it is true, Shanmen will control public opinion and block the news, so as not to cause unnecessary panic and speculation.

"What were you doing down the mountain last night?" Li Mo sensed something was wrong, and hurriedly asked.

"Hey, of course it's for this baby."

While talking, Feng Wannian patted the package in front of him, and gently opened it, uncovering one layer, and another layer inside.

Finally, Li Mo just saw clearly that there was a stack of book pages inside the package, which seemed to be rubbings from some kind of booklet.

"Hidden Dragon Book? Did you really get it?" Li Mo showed a strange look.

The Qianlong Book is a book published by the largest Longyuan Fu firm [Huayunlou], which records the detailed information of the top disciples and seed players of the seven mountain gates.

Over the past years, the Book of Qianlong has been regarded as the direction mark for the assessment of Xuantian Pavilion. Those who are famous on the list, even if they cannot enter the Xuantian Pavilion, will definitely be influential figures in the various sects in the future. Given time, they will definitely rank among the top ranks .

It is no exaggeration to say that Qianlong Book is Long Yuanfu's power list in the future.

As a result, every release is met with a rush to buy.

According to the past, the book of Qianlong was the most expensive in the black market and once sold for 8000 taels, which can be described as a sky-high price.

"Are you crazy? Publishing a pirated version, if you are caught, you will die." Li Mo couldn't help but said.

Although he knew that he could definitely make a lot of money by taking advantage of this trend, the risks were also huge.

"In this world, some people are so poor that they urinate blood, and some people are so rich... how can they have the appetite to eat if they don't have the guts to die?" Feng Wannian grinned.

"Don't worry, publishing, shipping, distribution, bill collection...all processes are separated, and they are all in one line of contact... Even if I get caught, I won't be able to get involved."

As he spoke, the smile on Feng Wannian's face became wider, and the luster of money seemed to shine in his eyes.

"This time, I want to make a lot of money."

Li Mo pouted, and picked up a scattered album.

"Langhuan Sect, Luo Xiaoxiao, eighth level of inner breath..."

"You have already reached the eighth level of Inner Breathing Realm!?" Li Mo couldn't help showing a strange look.

This woman named Luo Xiaoxiao is only one year older than him, and she has the eighth level of cultivation, which can be called an extraordinary talent.

Li Mo is thoughtful, his strength cannot be used as a criterion for judging, from a normal point of view, this woman named Luo Xiaoxiao is quite scary, if it is placed in Luofu Mountain, there is really no one among her peers who can challenge her The presence.

Obviously, the examination of Xuantian Pavilion is coming soon, and those so-called evil geniuses have finally jumped out.

"I hate the red silk thread in my boudoir, but my husband is cheaper than paper." Li Mo looked at the comments in the book and couldn't help being stunned.

"What do you mean?"

"I heard that Luo Xiaoxiao's greatest wish in life is to marry a man she likes and who is better than herself..."

"It's a pity, not to mention making her like it, but I can't even find someone who is better than her." Feng Wannian shook his head and sighed.

According to legend, when Luo Xiaoxiao was 16 years old, she began to ask a matchmaker to make blind dates for her. The annual martial arts contest to recruit relatives was the highlight of Langhuan Mountain, but the men she killed were buried pile after pile.

Therefore, Luo Xiaoxiao also earned the title of "Living Widow".

"interesting."

Li Mo casually picked up another book.

"Longyuan Mansion's Lin family, Lin Yuntian, is at the eighth level of Inner Breath Realm."

The Lin family is well-known and very important in Longyuan Mansion. The so-called chaos in Longyuan, the Lin family has the final say.

There is no reason for the absence of the Lin family for such a big matter in the Xuantian Pavilion assessment.

After all, Li Mo and the Lin family are old acquaintances.

Chen Xinyi, the daughter of the mistress of the Lin family, died at his hands.

When he got the heart of the yellow-skinned old demon that day, he also crippled Lin Yunxiao's waist and Lin Ke'er's head, leaving an indelible shadow in Lin Yunfei's heart.

Later, Li Mo ran thousands of miles to kill the Jiulu Corpse Demon. Lin Yunfei was so frightened that he directly applied to guard the ancestral tomb after returning to the Lin family, and he never planned to come out for the rest of his life.

Of course, Li Mo was mostly ignorant of the fate of these people.

"Okay, don't read it, it has nothing to do with us." Feng Wannian hurriedly packed up the scattered books.

Not to mention them jailers, even if you look around Luofu Mountain, you can't find one or two characters who can be included in this [Hiding Dragon Book].

"Um!?"

At this moment, a page of the book dangled and fell at Li Mo's feet. He bent over to pick it up, glanced at it casually, and couldn't help being stunned.

"The sect is in bad luck."

"The strength is ominous."

"The name is inauspicious."

"The winner of the first Profound Jade Order will be exempted from the exam."

……

"This is the biggest hit in this assessment, and it has been promoted before it even started..." Feng Wannian glanced at it, and took it casually.

"I heard that the entire Longyuan Mansion is now inquiring about this person's true identity."

Feng Wannian lowered his voice: "Right now, rumors are spreading that this person's back door is so deep and his back is so hard that he has never seen before. He seems to have become the emperor of Longyuan Mansion."

"Someone saw with their own eyes that Chen Wangdu, a special member of the Xuantian Pavilion, once handed over the [Xuanyu Token] to a man in the Longfenghuan bathhouse..."

"Longfenghuan Bathhouse!!?" Li Mo showed a strange expression.

This is the largest bathing place in Longyuan Mansion.

"Just taking a bath together, you will be promoted. The energy behind this person is really unimaginable."

Feng Wannian said in a deep voice: "Do you know what this mysterious advanced person is called outside!?"

"What?" Li Mo asked subconsciously.

"Yellow Emperor!"

puff……

Li Mo sprayed out the strong tea in one gulp.

　Two chapters in one! ! !

　
(End of this chapter)