Chapter 389 Picture Poor Dagger See
"Good! Very good!" Jiu Moshi smiled repeatedly and was unexpectedly generous. "That boy has the most complete inheritance method of the Beidou Heavenly Palace. For this reason, the ancestors were even willing to give up the whole family in the king's capital as a price to deal with the palace. If you are interested, you will go back immediately and act according to me. When the work is done, I will lift the ban on you and let you go.
Bai Suzhen only felt a burst of panic. The surname of Jiumoshi is cruel and ferocious. Every time he asks people to search around for boys and girls with excellent talent. He secretly took him to the wild boar forest to teach demons and experiment spells. Over the past many years, there have been a lot of white bones under the skyscraper cliff in the back mountain. The little cold mountain yin snake breath technique practiced by Bai Suzhen is originally a secret method of the demon clan. If it hadn't been for the natural pure yin of physique. After so many years of practice, it would have been demonized and become a demon.
Therefore, she had a heart to get out of here for a long time, but she was under the control of Jiumosh and couldn't leave even if she wanted to. But now Wang Chan suddenly appeared, and there was finally a turning point. Jiu Moshi had bad intentions towards Wang Chan. With her mind, she had already seen through it. Under the painstaking consideration, she did not hesitate to spend many years of pure yin essence to help Wang Chan heal and awaken, but she also had the idea of life or death from beginning to end.
If Wang Chan, the heir of the Beidou Heavenly Palace, can't help her get out of the sea of suffering, it's better to die.
Don't want to, Jiu Moshi's mind was so hot that she was seen through at a glance, but she didn't know why she didn't punish herself severely for the first time. Bai Suzhen knew this person's surname very well, and suddenly she was a little flustered. At the moment, she couldn't think much about it. She hurriedly answered and walked back. Seeing this, Xiaoqing also glanced at Jiu Moshi with a gloomy face, and then followed.
"Ancestor, this cheap maidservant is obviously malicious. It's in vain that my Jiumo family has raised her for so many years. Why don't you just read the heart-eating spell and let her know that she is powerful and dare not have the mind?"
For more than a hundred years, the boys and girls who died in the wild boar forest are countless, but Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing are the only two of so many people who can survive after practicing magic, which is the most successful of Jiumosh's many experiments. Therefore, the private friendship has always been excellent. However, Jiu Moshi had already imposed a vicious ban on the two people. The two left together and monitored each other, and they were not afraid of any more mistakes.
What's more, now Jiu Moshi has got the exact news. Yuan Tu's ancestor fell on Yinshan. Wang Chan is young and his cultivation is not deep. According to his mind, he just wants to spend these three days in peace. After that, no matter what Wang Chan is like, he will tear his face and force him to confess.
"That boy is hurt by all his veins. Even if he becomes a shen, he can't exert all his strength. He shouldn't have to worry. Sooner or later, he will be fat on the chopping board. Are you afraid that he will fly to the sky? We still have to leave here as soon as possible. Don't delay!" Jiu Moshi's eyes were full of light, and he thought in his heart: "It is said that the palace is very difficult to defeat. Even if it is only the owner of Chiwu Mountain, I can't stand it head-on. For today's plan, I have to go to Jinshan Temple in Zhenhai Mountain to seek the shelter of the master's gate, and survive for a few years for the time being. At that time, as long as I learn all the magical power of Yuan Tu's ancestors, the world is so big, how can I not gain a foothold? Even if the Wangdu family is destroyed, with me, it can naturally be rebuilt. As for Bai Suzhen's lowly maidservant, she was extremely submissive and respectful to me on the surface. She didn't want to save her heart for a long time. I also honored her to live a few more days for the time being. After arriving at the Jinshan Temple, I immediately invited her out of the Leifeng Pagoda and suppressed her. She had to be tortured by thunder. Life is better than death, so that I could get rid of my hatred.
It turns out that the ancestor of Jiu Moshi was born in Brahman. He was a noble surname in the sect and enjoyed generations of privileges. When he was young, he also went to the Dalanta Temple, the holy land of Brahman, to practice magic power, and learned from his master Ni Qianluo. In those years, Yuan Tu's ancestor traveled through Dongyi, took away the ancestor of the Jiumo family, planted a brand in his blood, and lasted for generations. His children and grandchildren were slaves from generation to generation. When Jiu Moshi was not convinced, he asked Ni Qianluo to cast a spell on him. He wanted to use the secret spell of Brahman to expel the innate marks in his body, but he was devoured by the prohibition of Yuan Tu's ancestors and was tricked on the spot. The sun is really hot, and it burns into a ball of ashes.
Since then, Jiumoshi returned to the capital of Dongyi from Dalanda Temple, inheriting family rights and secretly operating momentum. On the one hand, he constantly experimented with human life to find a way to save himself. On the other hand, he also continued to worship Brahman with huge financial resources and made friends with the sage of Dalanda Temple in Haishan Jinshan Temple in Dongyi Town. In order to leave a way out for yourself.
A big battle in Yinshan. At the last moment, Yuan Tu's ancestor separated a wisp of yuan god, mobilized the power of breaking the void of the Vientiane monument, and sent him out of the Yinshan Mountain first. According to the agreement with the ancestor of the Jiumo family, he fell into the wild boar forest and sent the sound to take good care of Jiumo.
After experiencing the past of Dalanda Temple in those years, Jiumosh had long been in great awe of Yuan Tu's ancestor. Although he saw that Wang Chan was unconscious, he also noticed that the prohibition in the blood had loosened, and he had a little more vitality in his heart, but the news was uncertain, so he did not dare to neglect Wang Chan. It's a pity that Bai Suzhen has a beautiful heart. She has been with him for many years and has a deep understanding of his spleen and surname. How can she not see it?
"Hey hey, hey hey!" Jiu Moshi thought he had a plan and made a strange smile in his mouth. "The cheap maidservant practiced the little cold mountain yin snake breath with her body. It is a great creation that she can not die. Up to now, she is charming and self-contained, with a smile and every move, which can be enchanting and chaotic. The boy's blood is just young, and he is afraid that he has been confused for a long time. It's like I want someone to serve the maidservant. If it hadn't been for the idea of betraying me, I would have been a little reluctant to ruin her.
"See you clearly from the ancestors! However, in my opinion, Xiaoqing's girl is better. Besides, she practices the art of sword immortals. After that, as long as she is deeply cultivated, it will be of great use. At this time, there were only two people left in the water side, Jiumosh and the young man in black, so they had no scruples when talking.
"Well, if you can suffer more and practice well, my ancestral magical achievements of the Jiumo family will definitely not be bad." Jiumosh stared at the young man fiercely and snorted coldly, "Go to my room, take the magic bell, immediately go to the sky cliff, wake up Movolt, and then come to the front yard to make peace with me. I'm going to find the boy and coax him to get on the boat. After an hour, I must leave.
"You don't have to look for it. I'm already here!"
Suddenly, the void was shocked, and a cold voice seemed to come into the ear from all directions. The voice was cold and cruel, as if blown down by the cold wind above the nine heavens, and as if it had penetrated directly into the human liver and intestinal eardrums from the underworld under the nine earth. In the words, the murderous atmosphere lingered and wrapped the whole water elf. For a moment, the wind stopped and the air seemed to solidify.
In the inexplicable eyes of the young man in black, in the confused light outside the waterside, a little light suddenly exploded. With a crack, a figure appeared in front of him out of thin air. Jiu Moshi's eyes immediately tightened, and his pupils shrank like the tip of a needle, screaming suddenly.
"Who are you?"
One night, he was silently touched twice in a row, but this time, the look on Jiumosh's face was obviously more surprised and appalled. His skills were naturally far above the young man in black, and his eyes were as sharp as electricity. At a glance, he saw the face of the person at the first time. The man's face was burnt yellow, and his skin was full and elastic, as if a whole piece of topaz was carved, and there was a strange texture between his muscles. He hunted in a war robe and danced with the wind. Move, holding a long gun upside down in his hand, his feet stepped on the void, and the bright tip of the gun gently touched the ground, and you could faintly see the body of the gun! A flash of silver-white brilliance flashed, and the cold air was deep and the evil spirit was compelling.
Especially this person's eyes are no longer human beings at all. One eye shines with blue and white cold light, one eye reveals the color of red gold, and the eyes in the pupil flow deeply, just like an endless whirlpool in the ocean. As long as he has a pair of eyes, the whole person can't help but be absorbed by the will of the soul, as if even the three souls and seven souls have to break away from themselves and throw themselves into it.
"What, it's only been a few days. Don't you recognize me as your master?"
Wang Chan sneered and walked into the watershed step by step from the void, like stepping on a staircase.
His feet fell silently, but every step he took, which caused the space around the water ripples to vibrate. The white ripples in the water ripples like ripples around, which immediately led to the waves of the mirror lake outside the water and surged up thousands of waves. Then the wind roared, rolling the gauze in the water shade, and the lights swayed, bright and dark. In the lake, countless big fish more than a foot long jumped out of the water, slapping the waves and making a crackling sound. The dark clouds in the sky covered the moon, and the momentum was so fierce.
"The original god body? Have you done a great job?
Jiu Moshi's eyes were wide open, and he saw that Wang Chan's body flashed out of nothingness, from virtual to reality, and was transformed into a real body after the legendary Yuanshen's nine turns. He could transform the Yuanshen at will, like an illusion. He couldn't help but be shocked. He knew that he had seen it before and miscalculated Wang Zen's ability. .
But after all, he is old and refined, and his cultivation is profound. After a shock, he suddenly understood it, and suddenly smiled strangely, "There are indeed endless secrets in the Beidou Heavenly Palace, and the descendants of Yuantu's ancestors are really not ordinary people. Although I don't know where your magic power comes from, it's obvious that it's just you. Recently, I have been in a hurry to deal with me. Although it looks a little like after the great success of the shen, I also know that no matter what kind of magic power is in the world, if you want to do it quickly, it is like taking the medicine of tigers and wolves under serious illness, and there will be gains and losses. I think you are obviously the failure of Jinyu. Obviously, the shen has dried up, but you still dare to come to me to die. Do you really think that you and I am the master and servant? Can you make me give in in a word? Today, I also made it clear to you that if you want to live, you can hand over the skills of Yuan Tu's ancestors. Otherwise, the ancestors have many means to make you speak, but at that time, you can't blame me for being cruel." --
(to be continued)