Chapter 383 Bai Suzhen?

In the Yinshan War, at the last moment, the masters of the world rose up and attacked it. Even many top figures hidden elsewhere in the last moment, they brazenly took action. Wang Chan was in it. After going through the process, he failed to see the result with his own eyes, he was taken a step by the long-prepared ancestor of Yuan Tu, breaking the void and sent him far away. Beyond the Yin Mountain.

In a daze, he only felt a piece of coolness on the top of his head. The array of essences turned into stream gurgling, and he poured it down from his top beam door. In a blink of an eye, he turned into thousands of threads, regardless of meridian acupuncture points. He had to be like mercury, endless, continuous, and extremely quickly penetrated into his body. One place.

From head to toe, and then from to toe, from head, one after another, circulating back and forth. It's just three or five breathing kung fu is infinitely useful. It is combined with the qi and blood essence in his body. Suddenly, the whole body is like a tide rushing, and the stagnant ancestral god in the eyebrows is also like a heart, and begins to beat. Slowly, a wisp of divine thoughts poked out from the middle, extending the pulp all the way straight down, through the throat, in the middle of the mouth, to Guan Yuan, **, and then turning back, and walking around the front line of the door of the governor's vein.

click! [p> Click! t ! Only two loud sounds were heard in his ears, as if there was a thunder roar in his mind. This line of divine thought was driven by his eyebrows, and he instantly turned the second veins of Ren Du, forming a cycle of Zhou Tian. After a moment, only a contact with the Zhenyuan mana mobilized in Wang Zen's body, and it seemed that a little spark fell into the gasoline barrel. Wang Chan's body The mana roared into the sky, a vibration, the hundred veins suddenly opened, and all the blood in the pores all over the body was forced out.

Then, the fire became more and more vigorous. The real yuan mana went up in the mud pills, and the shen began to thrive and withered. The four meridians of Taiyin, Shaoyin, the sun and Shaoyang ran through the warm up. The vitality began in the yin and yang, and several cycles wrapped the evil spirit of the whole body, and then sank down. It fell on Dantian, three inches under his navel.

The spirit practitioner penetrates the meridians around the body and stores the essence. Generally, there are three upper, middle and lower parts. The Dantian at the bottom is the largest, known as the sea of Qi. The true mana that can be stored is far more than the capacity of all the meridians of the human body.

At present, Wang Chan penetrated Zhou Tian in one fell swoop, warmed up all his muscles and bones and blood, and the Yuanshen's magic power also resumed operation. He was suddenly overjoyed and knew that he was initially out of danger. No matter how serious the injury was now, as long as he could wake up and flirt with his skills, he would always recover as before.

"Who is spending mana to help me heal my wounds? I, Wang Chan, will definitely have a heavy reward!" With a sudden clear in his mind, Wang Chan suddenly felt the pain on his body disappear. He immediately shouted, opened his eyes, turned over and sat up.

"Ah!" A shallow exclamation spread to his ears, and Wang Chan saw that he was sitting on a cloud bed, and the wisps of yang under his body kept rising. At this time, there was also a girl in front of his bed, looking at herself in panic. On her delicate face, there was a little joy, and a pair of big eyes were full of waves.

The girl is petite and exquisite, with picturesque eyebrows. She wears a white gauze skirt, and her skin is slightly transparent in the snow-white. Although she is young, she is a complete beauty.

"Where is this? Which one are you? But you saved me?"

Wang Chan's eyes flashed and he was about to open his mouth to ask when he heard footsteps outside the door. He pushed the door open and walked in to describe a gray-haired old man.

"Ancestors!" As soon as the girl saw the old man, her eyes were even more panicked. Even her body below trembled violently, and her legs were soft, so she knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Bai Suzhen! What did I tell you before? How to wake up the master? It's more than enough!" The old man's face trembled like a thousand-year-old tree. His mouth was sharp and sharp. In addition, his face was like an eagle hook's nose. He looked like a owl in the middle of the night, and his eyes were extremely gloomy.

It seems that he blamed the girl for not disturbing Wang Chan's rest. The old man stepped forward and slapped the other party in the face. He only saw blood on the corners of his mouth and cried. Then he shook his head like a sieve and retreated to one side.

"Old slave Jiumoshi, meet your master!" Then the old man made a long promise to Wang Chan, but he also fell on his knees and bowed down.

"Hou Moshi? Master?"

Wang Chan narrowed his eyes and looked at the withered old tree in front of him, full of dead Jiu Moshi, and looked at the white girl named Bai Suzhen, and couldn't help muttering in his heart. The room he is in now is spacious, bright and luxuriously decorated. The cloud bed under his buttocks is clearly carved from a whole piece of ten-thousand-year-old jade, which is extremely precious. When people are on it, they can be moistened by the jade aura from time to time without adjusting their breath. "It turns out that all of this was as early as the expectation of Yuan Tu's ancestor, what a sea of blood. In the overturned temple, everyone was teased by him like a monkey, and even my way out was reserved for him many years ago!!"

A flash of light flashed in his fierce mind, and Wang Chan suddenly realized that he had vaguely guessed the thoughts and means of Yuan Tu's ancestors. The more I couldn't help thinking about it, the more I was surprised. This layout was watertight. It turned out that Yuan Tu's ancestor had begun long before he was suppressed, and he unconsciously arranged it...

And at the center of all this arrangement, there is no surprise that it is Wang Chan himself!!!

Who is Bai Suzhen? Everyone on earth knows it! A snake spirit who has been practicing on Qingcheng Mountain for 1,700 years, in order to repay Xu Xian's life-saving kindness in those years, he promised with his body... In particular, the legendary love and hatred between Bai Suzhen, Xu Xian, Xiaoqing, Fahai and other characters is widely spread, and is well known to women and children. Until now, the Leifeng Tower in Hangzhou has been towering high...

As a modern person, Wang Chan is naturally familiar with the legend of The Legend of the White Snake. It's just that in the past, Zi didn't talk about strange powers and gods, and ghosts were all nonsense. Modern people only listened to stories, and no one was willing to delve into it. But now Wang Han has come across the border, full of gods and demons, and many strange biographies he had seen in the past have been verified by him in this world.

Since even the famous Guiguzi on the earth may be a split of Yuan Tu's ancestors, there is naturally nothing strange about Bai Suzhen with the same name in the world.

The ancestor of Yuantu once wandered outside the sky, peeped at a long river of fate closely related to him, and saw Wang Chan and the future, but the details have never been told to Wang Chan.

"Where is this place? Make it clear to me little by little!!" Wang Chan saw that his robe was still intact, and even the Liquan gun in his hand was leaning against the bedside. The cloud bed under him was covered with thick crane feathers. The diamond yarn hung on the outside, ignited incense, and sniffed it in his nose. He only felt fresh and elegant. It smelled very good, and the arrangement was very thoughtful.

Then he turned her eyes to look at Bai Suzhen, who retreated aside. She saw the girl, covering half of her face with her hand and trembling all over, as if she was weak. However, when she fell on Wang Chan's eyes, she saw that the girl was by no means a good stubble. Whether it was just now, she spent sperm to help her heal her wounds, or faintly revealing a little outside her body. The fluctuation of breath is not the means that ordinary masters can have.

In her eyes, every time she lowered her head, there was a wisp of cold light flashing, and her pupils were upright, not like a human at all.

"In return to the master, this is the 800-mile wild boar forest in Yunmeng Daze! Our Jiumo family has received great kindness from the old master in the past. For generations, there has been a branch family staying here, waiting for the master to come. It can be counted that the old slave is the thirteenth generation. Fang was so poor that the maidservant woke up the master. If the master wanted to punish him, just order it. The old slave will do it. He must remember the lesson forever!!"

Jiu Moshi slowly stood up, and the bone joints all over his body made a creaking sound in an instant. With the slow relief of his night owl, Wang Chan finally had a general understanding of some things in front of him.

As expected, this place is really a trick secretly played by Yuan Tu's ancestors countless years ago, in order to wait for the arrival of Wang Chan today. The ancestor of Jiu Moshi was also a master of Yuan Tu's ancestors who plundered the world. He was born in Brahmins in the Western Regions and was later subdued as a slave. Because of his soul, he was branded by Yuan Tu's ancestors. In this life, his children and grandchildren could not be freed, so they could only stay here and wait for the arrival of Wang Chan. As for Bai Suzhen, she is one of the maidservant adopted by Jiu Moshi since she was a child. She said that she would do some chores for him.

Wang Chan nodded and remembered some of his previous situations. Finally, he slowly remembered the scenes that came to his eyes from the broken void before he fell into a coma. In the last battle of Yuan Tu's ancestor, he was clearly deliberately using himself as bait to attack the masters of the world together.

He challenged almost all the top masters in the world with his own strength. Finally, the body primor turned into a long sword, tore the void and cut the earth. Wang Zen was his only heir. Although he witnessed all the previous processes, he only missed the last moment of everyone's birth and death.

Until the end, he was wrapped in the Yuantu ancestor's differentiation Yuanshen, sent into the cracks in time and space, and was chased into a coma. By the time he woke up, he had arrived at the other side of the world, the Dongyi land that had been the enemy of the Central Dynasty for generations.

The legendary wild boar forest in the depths of Yunmeng Daze.

"The ancestor of Yuantu wanted to pave the way for me before he gave up a wisp of Yuanshen! However, his identity is still there, and I seem to be able to feel his distant existence, so that we can finally meet each other, and I don't have to be sad! It's just that now, I have the Taoist system of the Beidou Heavenly Palace. I still don't know what the result of the Battle of Yinshan is. It's also a question of where to go in the future?" --

(to be continued)