My weird life

"Righteous or evil?!

Your right path was beaten to the ground and begged for mercy by us evil people in Fujian. The Tianwei Daotan and Lingji Daotan of the Taoist sect have been controlled by the Tujiao's 'Kuimai' and 'Ximen'. The Zhongyi Daotan has now welcomed my Black Horn Mountain Snake God back to the altar and made him the master of the altar!

Even if you claim to be right, what can you do to us?"

On the blood altar, the 'hairy witch' who opened the tops of several masters' heads in succession stared with a pair of dark eyes. Its upper body broke free from the black hairy human figure. A pair of hands that were particularly huge compared to its thin body slapped the foreheads of several masters who had lost their tops, making a 'bang, bang' sound!

"Om Mantra, the Snake God casts a spell!

Where the black rope passes, the magic will come true!

The corpse is lacquered in clay, and the bones are engraved with blood!

Hehe Tuohama!

With a command spell,

the 'blood corpse' seven hundred feet underground will descend to the world, and will kill all those who obey the laws of heaven and earth and respect the three heavens!"

The black hair fluttered around the blood altar, seemingly real and unreal.

The strange language and the human voice overlapped, and the fluttering black hair gathered into a pitch-black command spell. The command spell fell on the ground, and the strands of black hair dispersed and merged into the pores of the earth's soil, disappearing in an instant!

On the blood altar,

the five masters whose heads were opened trembled violently, and their pale skin was covered with blood marks and cracks. Those cracks continued to expand, causing the skin membranes of the five masters to be torn!

The flesh and blood broke free from the membrane, and the black hairs that penetrated the flesh and blood, internal organs, and bones were torn off, and then rolled down under the blood altar, turning into pools of blood and blending into the soil!

The five torn human skins that were still hanging on the blood altar were connected by black ropes.

A huge human skin formed by stitching different skin colors was facing the Red Dragon Zhenren and Su Wu. Inside the human skin, clusters of granulation suddenly grew, wrapped in dark yellow bone marrow and growing rapidly, gradually gathering into a human figure.

The human figure was tall, covered in blood, and covered with a layer of human skin.

It gradually developed facial features,

and the facial features were 70% similar to Su Wu's appearance!

—— This fierce ghost summoned by Mao Wu from 700 feet underground was actually imitating Su Wu's face - perhaps after imitating the face of others, it was the beginning of its killing law!

"Do you want to go to the altar?"

Red Dragon Zhenren looked at the large banner made of human skin with different skin colors. Some strange words written in blood began to appear on the banner. He grinned and looked at Su Wu beside him: "This 'blood corpse' is quite interesting and strange. It can reflect others and split the corpse with its own fractal form in exchange for the fractal form of the reflected person.

It is difficult for the Five Thunder Generals invited by the Taoist children to break the blood corpse.

If you go to the altar, let alone the Five Thunder Generals, even the Six Jia Tian Ding can break the blood corpse.

-You can also feel it.

What is this 'manifestation of the saint'?"

Su Wu nodded when he heard it.

There was a thoughtful look in his eyes. When he opened his mouth to speak, some colorful oil paint quietly covered his face, gradually forming a red mask on his face: "The White Crane Boy, Zengshang and Erjiang of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Taoist Temple are good at using parody, Gangbu, and incense to exchange for the six-day ghosts to descend and bless - this is what the master just said.

I also have a few parody methods similar to the means of the spirit medium.

Can the master use my parody mask to descend and show his holiness?"

Su Wu was wearing a large black scale armor, and the shadow in his hand suddenly turned into a dark Guandao. His face was covered with a red mask, and his long black beard fluttered in the wind - this image, one word can make people see that he was parodying himself into "Guan Gong"!

True Man Chilong narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Wu who had transformed into ‘Guan Gong’. He sensed a very ferocious and strange aura from him. A ‘Guan Gong mask’ seemed to be connected with several strange figures in the underworld.

But some underlying ‘rules’ that made up the ‘Guan Gong mask’ firmly imprisoned the aura of those strange figures, making them only usable by the parodists and unable to counter the parodists at all!

“This mask of yours is quite magical.

The material of the mask itself is a strange ghost. This strange ghost has been connected with many strange ghosts in the world, but its current state is special and does not look like a living strange ghost.” True Man Chilong stared at Su Wu’s mask for a while, and he actually saw some clues!

Just as Chilong Zhenren said,

The original form of Guan Gong's facial makeup was the 'hidden paper', and this 'hidden paper' is a part of the Tripitaka in the Secret Treasure Domain. According to rumors, the birth of various evil spirits, gods and Buddhas in the Secret Treasure Domain is all recorded in the Tripitaka.

It is also very likely that the Tripitaka was first recorded, and then the corresponding evil spirits were born in the Secret Treasure Domain!

In this way, it is naturally connected with many evil spirits!

When Su Wu first accepted this hidden paper, a line of text appeared on the hidden paper, which was the information left by the evil spirit of the hidden paper itself, claiming that he was killed by a good-for-nothing novelist!

This is a 'dead evil spirit', and Chilong Zhenren also saw in a short time that it was 'in a special state' and 'not like a living evil spirit'!

Su Wu's heart moved slightly,

According to the diary that had appeared on the hidden paper,

At some point in the Ming Dynasty, a Taoist priest probably gave it to a scholar, and that scholar later created the 'Rightness Talisman' and became the second-generation owner of the Prison, calling himself the 'Su King' The one!

The scholar once said that he had a job writing operas for the theater troupe in exchange for daily expenses.

Various parodies of facial makeup emerging from terma paper at present,

It is very likely that he has an inseparable relationship with that scholar, and even the parody of facial makeup is a by-product of his research on the 'righteousness talisman'!

"The method of inviting the Holy Spirit to surrender also includes the method of summoning Li Gui who is fixed on the god's throne. Now that you have evolved Li Gui into the form of 'Guan Gong', I don't need to bother to summon him anymore." Li Gui fixed it on the divine throne.

Within the Taoist sect, there are many worshipers of Guan Gong.

I can ask the 'Guan Sheng Emperor' to come to the world - now, I am afraid that the blood altar opposite will be completely overturned. The blood corpse seven hundred feet underground has no possibility of turning the situation around! "

Master Chilong withdrew his gaze from Su Wu's face and shouted: "Gather your mind and stabilize the spiritual platform!"

Su Wu heard the sound and put his many thoughts to rest, keeping his mind focused as one.

But I saw Chilong Zhenren's left hand raised horizontally, with the palm facing himself, with his fingers spread out, and the palm of his right hand facing outward. He stood up, with his fingers spread out, the palm of his right hand pressed against the palm of his left hand, forming a 'four vertical and five horizontal seals', and shouted: "Guan Sheng The Great Heavenly Lord, the true God who conquers demons, lives in Yuquan Mountain, and his heroic demeanor always shocks the world!

Please invite Guan Shengdi, the great demon-suppressing emperor of the three realms, to manifest his sage and come true! "

Master Chilong gave an order!

The candle flames rose brightly above the temporary altar, and the light and shadow of swords appeared in the middle!

In the void surrounded by candles,

A towering statue of meritorious virtues stands in the sky.

All living beings gather their wishes on this meritorious throne, and the pattern of the great road clings to the left and right sides of this meritorious throne. Around this meritorious throne, fresh air floats, incense curls up, and there are many other meritorious altars standing vaguely!

Once this meritorious status is revealed,

Su Wu immediately developed some kind of vague connection with it.

He raised his eyes to look at the altar of merit and virtue above the altar, but suddenly, he seemed to see a red-faced and long-bearded god with a sword standing in the mountains and rivers. At the same time that he had a sudden feeling, the real Chilong suddenly turned around. , the sword pointed at him lightly!

The pattern and rhyme of the great road clinging to the merit and divine status pour down,

It surrounded Su Wu!

Su Wu's figure rose up in an instant. At this moment, he seemed to have turned into a towering mountain, and seemed to have risen into the sky. He turned into the roaring wind and clouds in the sky, and the sword in his hand turned into the claws of the sky.

As his thoughts moved——

The pitch-black Guandao coiled with a dragon and snake descended from the sky, with a loud rumbling sound, and slashed horizontally at the 'Mao Wu' on the blood altar in an instant!

God is so powerful!

'Mao Wu' saw Su Wu's figure on the altar opposite being swept away by the sky in an instant, turning into roaring wind and clouds in the sky, and matching the shapes of the mountains. When the clouds gathered and dispersed, and the mountains were silent, a touch of The red light descended from the ceiling like a ship's sail or a giant knife - it lost all thoughts in an instant and suddenly raised the human skin flag in front of it!

On the back of the big banner, the clumps of fleshy sprouts had just gathered into Su Wu's true form!

"A disaster is coming!"

Mao Wu let out a long and shrill howl, and his entire body was 'squeezed' by the black-haired human figure. His thin figure was lying on the blood altar. The masters in the blood altar were interspersed with thick black hair, and they opened their eyes angrily. With his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open, he gnawed hard at the flesh and blood all over Maowu's body, shattering the bones around him and biting him until blood dripped all over his body!

Uh-huh!

The large human skin banner lying in front of the altar was directly chopped into powder by the red light!

Su Wu's body, reflected in the blood corpse on the back of the banner, fell into pieces in an instant, completely failing to play its due role!

Red light swept across the blood altar!

Most of the three-foot-high blood altar collapsed and became two feet shorter!

The hairy witch, who had been bitten by the masters on the blood altar and was bleeding all over his body, was now torn into pieces. His head was wrapped in black hair. He raised it high and looked up at the red light swimming in the sky: "You - —A disaster is coming!”

"A disaster is coming!"

"A disaster is coming!"

The red light that swept across the sky returns again,

Then he chopped the hairy witch head held up by black hair into pieces!

On the blood altar that was chopped down to only one foot high, the masters who were sewn together with black hair on the blood altar were covered in dried flesh and blood, and sores appeared on their faces. The sores gradually expanded.

Turn all the teachers and masters into bones!

Many white bones collided with each other, their upper and lower teeth clicked, and they screamed sharply: "Lian Tan!"

"Lian Tan! Lian Tan! Lian Tan! Lian Tan!"

The black hair in the void became more and more violent,

The command spells that were successfully gathered by the black hair either rose into the clouds or fell into the ground!

Altars made of hair rise up from the mountains and forests!

Master Chilong glanced at it,

Then he discovered that thirteen black-haired altars had risen in succession on the opposite side!

Thirteen consecutive altars!