Chapter 9 Skull

Driving all the way, swaying in the wind, but Bai Lang didn't know this feeling. I don't know whether the man in black was too powerful or because he deliberately did it. Bai Lang was dizzy all the way, like falling into the clouds and could not wake up.

After a long time, Bai Lang faintly heard a burst of laughter, but the sound was not pleasant at all, which made people feel a scalp explode.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a faint fragrance of vegetation floated, which made people feel refreshed. The blue sky and white clouds, and his eyes were green. In a trance, Bai Lang's heart seemed to have a sense of confusion, as if he had returned to the small village at the bottom of the mountain.

"Ah!"

Bai Lang screamed and jumped up suddenly. His eyes were staring, and there was a faint flow of gold between his fingers.

A snow-white skeleton was half squatting in the place where he had just lying, opening its mouth and looking at himself curiously.

Bai Lang was surprised and surprised. He had forgotten why a skeleton could make himself feel his expression!

"Cock!"

The skeleton seemed to be shocked by Bai Lang's reaction, and then stood up and walked towards Bai Lang step by step.

"Don't come here!" Bai Lang was just a thirteen or 14-year-old teenager, who was worried and shouted.

The snow-white skeleton heard the words, looked at the sky, and actually stopped!

"Uh!"

Bai Lang was stunned and a little incredible. He carefully looked at the strange skeleton and saw him wave his two long arms and click. He didn't know what it meant.

Bai Lang was still a little uneasy and subconsciously took a step back.

It seemed that he had touched something. His tentacles were cold and delicate as jade. He turned around strangely.

Four snow-white skeletons lined up in a row, facing him, and their empty mouths closed one by one, making a strange click. One of the bones is like white jade, with a crystal luster, which is particularly tall, as if there is a faint fluctuation of light in the empty eyes.

He has a pair of pale bone hands on his white shoulders.

Blan's hair suddenly stood up, and a coolness passed from the soles of his feet to the back of his head, like falling into an ice cave. He suddenly jumped up, half turned his body, and pointed like a knife, golden, and cut behind him.

The skeleton did not seem to be flexible, and it was abruptly attacked by Bai Lang. With a crisp sound, a snow-white skull flew to one side and fell into the grass.

Bai Lang's body was flexible and jumped to one side. He still had a lingering lingering heart. He was careful and scolded that these ghosts were really cunning and surrounded him back and forth.

For a moment, this group of skeletons seemed to be shocked by Bai Lang's reaction. They stood on the spot, slowly turned their heads and looked at Bai Lang, but they stopped moving.

A cool breeze brushed across the face, and the vegetation was lush and lush. Bai Lang and this group of skeletons stared at each other and remained motionless. The scene was very strange.

After a while, Bai Lang was a little tired, and he also showed a slight surprise in his heart. These skeletons did not seem to be fierce and did not attack himself, but looked at himself with his empty eyes, which made people's scalp numb and feel a little frightening.

Bai Lang looked around for a week and was about to retreat slowly. When he left this strange place, he suddenly heard a sound.

The skull with its head cut off slowly climbed up from the grass, and there was a sound of bones.

Bai Lang looked surprised and could hardly believe that this picture was so strange that Bai Lang, a peasant teenager, felt like he was in a dream.

The skeleton got up as if nothing had happened, stretched out his fingers, slowly walked to the place where his head fell, picked it up, reached out and patted the dust, and then looked carefully for a moment before carefully placing it back on his neck.

"Kka!"

The crystal skeleton twisted its neck with satisfaction, opened its mouth, and let out a terrible laugh, which seemed to be very proud.

"Kka, Kaka!"

White looked at the skeleton as if there was no one, and he looked leisurely (if he still had a look) and almost fainted, which was really shocking!

Bai Lang had a feeling of being teased. His face became dignified, and his hands were empty, like bullets and shadows, and a faint light curtain condensed out. A bright golden light flowed from his fingers and sublimated, winding on the light curtain. The bright gold light reflected each other, and there seemed to be endless power hidden in it.

He formed a big Buddha's seal with his hands, surrounded him, and gently under his feet, so he wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

At this time, a cold wind hit, as if it blew out of the yellow spring, making people feel a chill. Bai Lang was frightened and looked up. A figure was as black as thick ink, flying like lightning, and fell in front of Bai Lang in the blink of an eye.

"It's you!" Bai Lang's bitter face stood in front of the man in black who climbed out of the unknown black altar.

The man in black is standing in front of Bai Lang at this moment, his thin face is full of wrinkles, his eyes are dark, and his cold eyes are as sharp as an eagle, which makes people unable to look directly.

"Ha ha, what, do you want to go?" He suddenly smiled strangely and said, I don't know whether it was a thousand years old or born, but the laughter sounded so harsh.

"Now I don't want to!" Bai Lang thought for a moment, suddenly smiled indifferently, turned over and sat on a piece of broken wood and said. He felt that he didn't have much chance to escape at all, so he might as well stay and wait and see what happens.

"Oh?" The man in black was slightly strange and suddenly said lightly, "Your choice is very correct. If you dare to escape three steps in front of me, your life will be like such a tree!"

"Bum!"

I only heard a loud noise, and I didn't see how the man moved. A thick and encircled ancient tree in front of Bai Lang suddenly shook, and then turned into powder all over the sky and dispersed with the wind.

"This old monster!" Bai Lang was shocked inexplicably, but he refused to show a trace of expression on his face, but whispered. He guessed that this person was strange and gloomy, and it was better not to contradict him.

"I'm very old and a monster, but I still like to let people know my name!" The man obviously heard Bai Lang's muttering and suddenly laughed strangely.

Bai Lang was stunned and didn't expect the man to say so. The man glanced at Bai Lang, stood with his hands down, and suddenly raised his head and said, "Old man, my surname is Jing - Mingwu! Say: Jingwu!" His tone was so excited that he seemed to be narrating one of the proudest things in his life.

Bai Lang rolled his eyes and said to himself that this man was really strange, but he didn't say much. Thinking that since he told his name, he should be so, it was not rude. He stood up and said, "My name is Bai Lang. I don't know why the old gentleman caught me!"

The person who claimed to be Jingwu did not answer. He looked at Bai Lang and asked, "What do you have to do with the Three Caves of Taixu in Lingzhou and Huasheng Temple in the Northern Region?"

Bai Lang was stunned for a moment and shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter!"

"Hmm!"

The man's fierce black sleeves waved, and a cold feeling penetrated into his body in an instant. His limbs were as uncomfortable as a needle. His white heart was shocked, and he hurriedly operated the Buddha's clear heart mantra, and the pure yang essence spread all over his body. Then he gradually melted away the cold, and his heart became more and more shocked.

Jing Wu said coldly, "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child!" You practice the authentic skill of Huasheng Temple, the Ancient Sutra of Qingxin, and there is also a clear water elixir in Taixu Cave. Do you think I can't see it?

"Ah?!" Bai Lang exclaimed, half surprised that the man in black could see through his inheritance of skills at a glance, but on the other hand, he faintly sensed that this man seemed to be hostile to the Taoist sect of the two immortals in those years.

Jingwu saw Bai Lang's expression in his eyes. He is an old and refined figure who has lived for many years, and now he has guessed a seven or eight.

"Yes, I am a disciple of Huasheng Temple. This water elixir is also given by Taixu Cave as the immortal and long love!" Bai Lang replied in a loud voice.

He was simple-minded and thought that since he had been generously gifted and practiced the skills of others, although he refused to enter the Taoist sect in those years, at this moment, if he shirked and said that he had nothing to do with them, it was obviously not done by a gentleman, so he didn't think much and admitted it.

Jingwu was not too surprised to see Bai Lang's pleasant answer and his guess, but he secretly thought: "In a chaotic war thousands of years ago, he was so shameless that he took advantage of the danger of people to suppress and seal himself for thousands of years. If it hadn't been for the divine thunder the night before, it happened to fall at the alternation of yin and yang. Disrupt the spiritual vein, how can I have a chance to break out!"

He also thought that the teenager's qualifications were excellent. Both of his two families had spent a lot of painstaking efforts on the teenager. They must want to take him under his door, but he would not let them succeed. Not only that, he also wanted to cultivate the teenager and grow for his own use, which was to ask for some interest from them first...

Jingwu stood there quietly, with no expression on his face, but many thoughts flew through his heart in an instant. Thinking of this enemy's disciple, he finally followed him and slaughtered him in all directions. The more he thought about it, the more excited he thought about it, the happier he became. In the end, he couldn't help but be happy, and there was a smile on the corners of his mouth.

Bai Lang stood aside and saw that the strange man suddenly fell into silence. Finally, there was even a smile on the corners of his mouth, and his heart became more and more anxious.

I saw a group of skeletons standing respectfully behind the man in black, snow-white and ghostly, and I felt inexplicable and strange.

After a long time, a sudden movement appeared in the group of skeletons. One of them, whose bones were crystal clear and the whole body was like snow. It was the one that was slapped off the head by Bai Lang's palm. He turned his head again and made a rattling sound, which seemed to be very excited.

Jingwu also found something abnormal. He turned around, glanced at it for a week, and then looked at the tall skeleton.

The skeleton was very respectful to Jingwu, and even saluted, and then his hands stood down, with red light flashing in the depths of his empty eyes.

One person and one skeleton stand opposite, as if they are communicating something!

After a moment, Jingwu nodded and turned around. The skeletons seemed to have received some recognition. They all turned their bodies and made a rattling sound, which looked extremely excited. Then, under the leadership of the tall skeletons, they ran to the depths of the forest and rolled up a sound of wind.

Bai Lang opened his mouth unbelievably. Is this still a skeleton?