Chapter 1425 Two Big White Dogs

At this moment, with Su Ming's enlightenment, he picked up the axe and raised his right hand, just like cutting firewood in the past few months, and cut down the thin monk in his eyes across the distance.

When this axe was cut off, Su Ming's mind was calm and did not fluctuate at all, as if all his consciousness had been integrated into the axe. In this calm, the fall of the axe made the world seem to shock, as if the sky was at this moment, and Qi Qi Qi collapsed!

The fat monk who was about to grab the reverse spirit bead, his eyes contracted before and showed a moment of shock. He did not hesitate to retreat quickly, but the skinny monk who was locked by Su Ming, his hair shrugged all over his body, and there was a strong crisis of life and death. The sudden arrival of this crisis made him feel that it was Now, or in other words, this crisis can't be the scattered of the third prince in front of the Taoist realm!

He didn't even have time to think about it, and he couldn't even dodge in his mind. When a sad scream suddenly came out of his mouth, with the cutting of the axe, his right arm and body separated in an instant.

Blood erupted, and this scene shocked the fatter monk, and even made the thin monk's look completely changed. At the same time, his body retreated rapidly. When he looked at Su Ming, he was already horrible, but soon, his eyes fell on the axe in Su Ming's hand in an instant!

The fatter monk also reacted in an instant and stared straight at the axe in Su Ming's hand.

"You, you, you, do you have such a woodcutter? I'm so angry with the old man." At this moment, the door of the house was pushed open, and the old man in a small jacket walked out angrily. Without looking at the two powerful monks in the sky at this moment, he went straight to Su Ming and grabbed the axe in Su Ming's hand.

"Waste, what a good dog leg, waste, waste, look, old man, I'll teach you again, cut firewood, cut like this!" The old man stared at Su Ming fiercely, lifted the axe with his right hand, and cut off the axe at the moment when the eyes of two fat and thin monks contracted in the sky.

At this moment, the sky seemed to be gone, and there seemed to be countless sad roars in the chaos, and the earth was not there, but turned into an abyss of hell. At the moment of chaos, the thin monk's eyes showed the most frightening look in his life, and the horror seemed to drown his life.

His body trembled, and there was a strong fear in his eyes. Su Ming saw that with the old man's axe raised, it seemed that there was an indescribable breath in the world. Su Ming was familiar with it, which was the will that no one he thought had in this ancient burial country!

The power of this will is too much more than Su Ming. At the moment when the will appeared, at the moment when it enveloped the thin monk, there was a scene outside the monk's body... Maybe others can't see it, but only those with will can see it clearly!

That's... a round complex array, composed of white gas!

This fate is full of runes, and each rune represents a memory of this person. At the moment when the fate appears, the old man's axe... be cut off!

What he cut off was not the body of the thin monk, but... on the fate of the thin monk.

There is no violent roar, and there is nothing amazing. This simple axe cuts through the fate of the thin monk and smashes in it, making this fate at this moment... as if it is recombined until it is twisted, with the old man's After the axe was completely cut off, the fate had been completely distorted and disappeared above the head of the skinny monk.

At the same time, the skinny monk's body trembled, and his body was twisted. In the unbelievable look and indescribable panic, his body let out a slight scream, as if it was completely suffocated in his throat until his body fell down. When it was twisted in the yard, his clothes fell off, and I became a white dog!

A dog barked, as if it had been suppressed for a long time. At this moment, when he finally roared, Su Ming saw the white-skinned dog's eyes, showing strong fear and the trembling of his body.

This is a white-skinned dog with only three legs!

At this moment, the fat monk in the sky was several times more afraid than the man who became a white-skinned dog. His body trembled and his body suddenly retreated, and he was desperate to escape. He never thought that in this ordinary mountain village, there was... A strong man who made him so stunned!

In his opinion, this person must be the Great Heavenly Lord, but he can't figure it out, because even the Great Heavenly Lord in the sect does not seem to have the magic power to turn people into beasts!

From his cultivation, it can be seen at a glance that this is not a simple illusion, and even this is not an illusion at all. This is a change from the origin of life, and it is to let the thin monk completely turn into a livestock from the origin of life!!

This is the root cause of his fear. At this moment, there is no magic weapon of greedy Su Ming in the monk's mind, and there is no murderous intention to kill Su Ming. His only idea is to escape desperately! In this gallop, he has torn away the nothingness and taken half a step forward.

"See, this is cutting firewood. Humph, old man, I'm awesome." The old man proudly raised his chin. When he raised the axe in his right hand, he had stepped into nothingness in the distance. The fat monk, whose body was about to dissipate, was suddenly cut off.

"This fat dog can't let it run away. I still have to keep the old man at home. When I'm hungry, I can also make a tooth sacrifice, right?" In the old man's words, the monk who had already stepped into nothingness trembled suddenly, and his body rolled upside down in an instant and fell into the yard. His body twisted, and when he let out a sob, he became a... big white dog.

His body trembled, and when he looked at the old man, the fear in his eyes was unprecedented in his life.

"You see it, you can't see it, you see it." The old man pointed to the two white dogs endlessly, looked at Su Ming, and said seriously.

"Cut wood, this is to cut firewood. Humph, you know how many people in this ancient burial country would rather lick the old man's toes and come to me to cut firewood for a day. If it hadn't been to the fact that the ancient baby had taken me to some places in those years and made the old man very comfortable

Remember, cut firewood and go down with an axe. If you look at the firewood, then you cut the firewood, but if you don't look at it, maybe you don't cut the firewood.

It's too messy. I've never had an apprentice, and I can't teach others. Take your time. Remember, there are three realms for cutting firewood. The first of these three realms is to cut people, the second is to cut wood, and the third is to cut all the wood or people you don't like. The old man scratched his head and felt confused after talking for a long time. He simply threw the axe on the ground and turned to walk towards the house.

When he was about to enter the house, he suddenly stopped, turned his head slightly, and faced Su Ming with a side face. In this way, he seemed to be different again, with less cynical and more vicissitudes of time.

"Su Ming." He opened his mouth slowly, with an old voice.

Su Ming has been somewhat enlightened by the old man's previous words. At this moment, when he looked up, he looked at the old man.

"Give these two dogs a name. If anyone is not honest, you can kill him. We can have dog soup tomorrow." After saying that, the old man stepped into the house with deep consciousness.

In the yard, the rain was still curing, and the two white dogs were trembling at this moment, trembling in the rain.

Su Ming ignored the two big dogs, but picked up the axe and returned to the wooden shed. He looked at the axe with meditation in his eyes. He looked calm, but in fact, he had already set off a huge wave in Su Ming's heart.

He never doubted the old man's cultivation, but he never thought that a firewood-cutting action could reach such an amazing level, which has surpassed all magical spells.

"Kill the life..." Su Ming's eyes flashed. He couldn't forget the previous scenes. Even in his opinion, this is no longer what a monk can do. This has become a kind of creation!

"Creation..." Su Ming muttered, and his eyes fell on the two big white dogs in the yard. When he meditated, he raised his right hand and immediately flew to Su Ming's clothes and storage bags that belonged to these two big white dogs in the yard.

"Your name is Da Bai!" Su Ming pointed to the fatter white dog.

"Your name is Sanbai!" Su Ming's eyes fell on the three-legged white-skinned dog.

The two dogs were silent and looked sad. In the rain, it seemed that they could do nothing but tremble. After the cultivation in their bodies became livestock, they were all sealed. Even if they were alive at this moment, it was better to die.

That kind of humiliation, that kind of fear, made these two white dogs look sad and indignant at this moment.

They are not dogs, they are monks. They are the elders of a clan. They can call the wind and rain in the ancient burial country, and even stand at the peak, but now...

Such a contrast makes them unacceptable at all.

"If you want to die, you can't die. Even if you die, there is a way for you to continue to reincarnate as the guard dog here. If you can be loyal, then maybe after some years, I will plead with the old man and give you the opportunity to become a monk again." Su Ming spoke lightly.

"Gr. Give you a night to think about it." After saying that, Su Ming looked down at the axe in his hand and fell into meditation.

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I saw some words in the group today. I can pretend not to see them. After all, this is very beneficial to me, but I can't do it! I can't pretend I can't see it! There are some heartfelt words that I would like to tell you here. It was supposed to be put in the leaflet, but in case someone shows off, I will still post it here.

Monthly ticket, I just moved everyone to vote for the monthly ticket with the outbreak. I don't want to burden everyone because of my monthly ticket competition. Don't raise funds!

Compete for a monthly ticket, you can win or lose. It's common to win or lose. I don't want to win the monthly ticket in the end, lose everything, and lose everyone.

Everyone is the most important! As long as every Taoist friend can feel the blood in this November, it will be enough!

Hold your fists in your ears and bow deeply! RS