Chapter 241: The Eighth Mural
"Wang Hao!"
It is nothing less than slaughtering Dragonfly, that is, Che Huapei and Weisheng Han Borer, who also gritted their teeth and said, not to mention the Gongxi Dynasty who had suffered so much from Wang Hao before.
The black-clothed man next to the micro-sheng Han moth saw Wang Hao, and his pupils suddenly shrank: It's actually him!
Xiang Zhanjin didn't quite understand why Wang Hao was exposed at this time, but he still cooperated, "Senior Brother Wang Hao, it's actually you!"
Narong Hanying and Yuan Taoqing are obviously not clear.
Not to mention the people of the Jingheng Mansion and the Xiangru Mansion.
At this time, a disciple of Wen Fu Changgong shouted loudly: "This is the disciple of that quicksand oasis who won the first place in the Wanfu Danshu Competition!"
Although the judges of the competition finally set Wang Hao as the second place, in the hearts of everyone, Wang Hao's alchemy is the first place, as for the reason, everyone didn't listen to a word.
An eleven or twelve-year-old boy can actually refine a Xuan-level second-grade mellow elixir, which is simply incredible, such a talent, even if he picks pears in vain, he can't catch up with the horse.
Because the competition was held in the Xiangru Prefecture, although some of the prefectures are not known for the time being, it will soon spread out, and the Xiangru Prefecture is the organizer, and as soon as the natural results are announced, they are almost a household name.
Everyone looked at Wang Hao in great surprise.
Wang Hao's cultivation revealed at this time is to move the mountain realm
Such a young mountain-moving realm, a second-grade alchemist of the Xuan Rank, is actually still a formation mage!
A huge wave was set up in the hearts of the people.
But Zai Dragonjiao's face was almost distorted: it was Wang Hao again, this Wang Hao was actually Wu Feisheng, who had been lurking by his side, and he was like a fool, he didn't see it at all, and he took the initiative to send this Wang Hao in, and even paved the way for him?
Zai Dragonjiao's face was gloomy and about to drip water.
The revenge of disfigurement, the revenge of bullying, the revenge of treasure grabbing, the revenge of exposing wounds!
Many big hatreds are caused by this Wang Hao, who is not in the same sky with him, and he has no suspicion at all!
The more she thought about it, the more she felt pathetic, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, "Okay, okay, my Zai Dragonjiao fell into the hands of your Wang Hao, but Wang Hao, do you dare to swagger in, do you dare to swagger out?"
Wang Hao looked at her with great pity and said, "It's really pitiful enough to be a man and you are so aggrieved." ”
Zai Dragonjiao spat out a mouthful of blood with another "wow", and the asymmetrical face became even more distorted because of hatred.
Wang Hao suddenly approached the corpse bone, pointed to the relics and said, "Whoever destroys all the relevant people in the Qishui Mansion Domain, I will give this relic to whoever I give it to last!"
One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and suddenly slaughtered the dragon's scalp, but when he saw countless martial arts sect forces and scattered cultivators, he stared at himself one after another, and suddenly felt bad in his heart: just now, everyone was just holding each other back, even if you are dead or alive, now when it comes to such a treasure against the sky, isn't this slaughtering dragonfly as mouth-watering as a delicious lamb?
"I'm the daughter of the lord of the Prayer Water Domain, you dare to hurt me"
watched with satisfaction as Zai Dragonjiao and his party fell into a bitter battle, which was exactly the effect he wanted.
Reach out and touch the relic: I wonder what the purpose of this relic is.
When Wang Hao touched the relics with his fingertips, suddenly a distant sigh came: "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”
Wang Hao subconsciously looked around, and found that it seemed that he was the only one who heard this sentence, was it still an illusion?
No, it was an illusion to appear once, and it appeared one after another, Wang Hao didn't think it was an illusion.
Suddenly, the relics in front of Wang Hao were shining brightly, and the eyes of the people who were shining directly couldn't open them, and Wang Hao in that formation, including the Buddha shrine and the corpse bone relics, disappeared together.
Everyone looked at each other, clearly not understanding what was happening.
Seeing that the situation was good and about to escape, Rong Hanying smiled coldly, "Even if there are no relics, I have seen that you have been unhappy in the Prayer Water Mansion for a long time, since there is life and death here, how can you easily escape?!"
"Yes, you are always arrogant and domineering in the Prayer Water Domain, we have been unhappy with you for a long time, brothers!"
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Wang Hao opened his eyes, the relic in his hand was lying quietly in the center of his hand, and he was in a white space, at the end of this space, there was a monk in a robe, who seemed to be sitting cross-legged on the futon and chanting the scriptures.
Wang Hao walked in to take a look, but felt that the person was like a phantom.
Suddenly, the corpse beside Wang Hao was summoned by this phantom, and the phantom immediately condensed, looking at Wang Hao, he suddenly opened his eyes, and actually stood up slowly.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”
Wang Hao looked left and right, and found that this place seemed to be
Alone, he pointed to himself and said, "Wait for me?"
The monk nodded.
Wang Hao looked at this monk who was similar to himself, and he always felt that he had seen it somewhere, and suddenly said, "You are the person on the mural!"
The monk nodded, "The little monk is." ”
"But I only looked at the first seven of the murals, and the back ones seemed to have been destroyed or whatever, and I couldn't see them clearly. ”
Monk and Shandao "Do you want to see it?"
Wang Hao hesitated for a while and nodded, of course he wanted to see it, because looking at the mural, it seemed that there was always a sense of familiarity.
The monk suddenly flicked his left hand, and more than a dozen murals that Wang Hao had seen in the hall before appeared one after another.
It's just that this time the murals are no longer damaged, but they are all clear and complete.
In the seventh picture, facing the scene in front of him, the monk suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, smashed the bowl in his hand, took off his robe, tore off the Buddha beads, and confronted the Buddha, obviously having no intention of becoming a Buddha again.
The eighth one seems to be no longer visible.
The eighth mural here is that the Buddha was furious when he saw the monk's move, and wanted to rob the monk of all his cultivation, but the monk resisted alone, but he was defeated in the end.
The ninth mural is that many evil ghosts suddenly appeared in unison at this time, helping the monk, and the monk got this help, and attacked angrily again, but how could the Buddha easily resist, even so, he also received some blows, and the divine light was a little shaky, obviously injured.
In the tenth picture, countless Buddha Guanyin suddenly appeared around the Buddha, all of them helped to suppress the monk and the evil ghost, and the monk and the evil ghost were defeated one after another.
The eleventh one, but the Buddha was obviously angry because of this, and knocked the monk away, the monk because of the Buddha's anger, the golden body collapsed, the original spirit and the body were separated, it was already in danger, and the Buddha was still unwilling, and the countless evil ghosts that the previous monks had turned into were deprived of their spiritual wisdom, and the evil ghosts that had been cleansed of their sins were transformed into evil ghosts again, making them chaotic and chaotic, and becoming low-level evil animals again.
In the twelfth picture, the monk finally got the help of a mysterious force, and fought to the death, with his own bowl, to take back all the evil spirits, and with his last breath, he came to a wasteland, and moved a city, drove out all the people in the city, released the evil spirits, and buried the city into the ground.
That's the end of all the stories.