Chapter Eighty-Nine: Farewell and Departure
Uncle Ying's face remained unchanged, blocking the way of the music zombies, and said without looking back: "Don't come here, you two set up the altar, I want to ask Master Zu to subdue demons and eliminate demons." ”
"Yes, Uncle Shi!" Ah Hao and Ah Qiang nodded hurriedly, untied the package on their backs, and hurriedly arranged them.
Tai Gang stood on the tree and watched, not making a move from beginning to end, just squinting slightly, like a cheetah that would pounce out at any time.
Three seconds later, a swallow rolled over and was swept out by the zombie with his arm, and Uncle Ying wanted to go over to help, but he was also kicked in the chest.
At this time, Tai Gang swooped down like a falcon and joined the battle in time.
"Boom!" Tai Gang slammed a 'key' and hit the zombie's arm, disrupting its attempt to grab Ma Ma Tunnel.
When the music zombie saw Tai Gang appear, it was like an enemy meeting, and his eyes were red, so he turned his target and rushed to it on the spot.
"Attack him!"
Uncle Ying, who fell, and Ma Madi, shouted in unison, and swept their legs towards the bottom plate of the music zombie.
The music zombie didn't look at it at all, like a rhinoceros running wildly, and directly knocked Uncle Ying and the two into the air, and hit Tai Gang unabated.
"! Fight! Tai Gang took a deep breath, and his true qi spread all over his body.
Rumble!
With a loud bang, Tai Gang flew out upside down in an instant.
His true qi was shattered, and a mouthful of blood spurted out immediately.
The whole person is like a bowling ball that has been knocked off.
"One move!" Falling heavily to the ground, Tai Gang spurted out another mouthful of blood.
He can walk ten rounds in the hands of the black-haired zombie, but he didn't expect that in the hands of the music zombie, he couldn't even stick to a single move.
Feeling the numb body and the true qi that was forcibly defeated, Tai Gang got up with difficulty and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.
"Deliver! Go out! Come! The music zombie struck a successful blow, and instead of chasing after the victory, he slowly walked in front of Tai Gang and stretched out his big hand full of purple fluff.
Tai Gang coughed heavily, and the corner of his eye looked towards Uncle Ying.
In his eyes, Uncle Ying was already hunched over, ran to the altar, and pinched his hands against the candles: "Disciple Maoshan, please ask Master Zu to come up!" ”
"You can't scare me!" Tai Gang spoke with difficulty, without any fear in his eyes.
The music zombie twitched the corners of his mouth twice, his corpse teeth glinting in the moonlight, and reached out to grab Tai Gang's waist.
But before it could catch it, a peachwood sword came over, and I saw Uncle Ying's face full of gold, and he whispered: "Poor Dao Maoshan Zhiren Zhenjun Xu Mu, demon, dare to be rampant in front of me!" ”
The patriarch who called himself Xu Mu didn't know who it was, and the peachwood sword danced, with bursts of thunder.
As soon as the sword danced, there was a thunderbolt in the sky, and the music zombie was not afraid of Taoism, but it couldn't withstand the bombardment of the thunder, and was immediately beaten back again and again.
"Dao Chief, who is this Xu Mu?" Tai Gang withdrew from the battle group and asked with a surprised face.
He shrunk his neck numbly, and for the first time with a tone of awe, he whispered: "Ancestor Xu Mu, the Supreme Benevolence True Monarch, is the third patriarch of the Qing Sect on my Maoshan Mountain, and it is rumored that he has already ascended in the Western Jin Dynasty, but I didn't expect my junior brother to invite this ancestor down!" ”
The general Maoshan sect invites the gods, and only their own ancestors are invited, and most of them are masters of the sect or masters.
And the Supreme Benevolence True Monarch Xu Mu, who was ranked in the immortal class 1,500 years ago, it stands to reason that unless it is a contemporary heavenly master who comes out and sets up the altar, it is not possible to move the ancestor of this level.
Although Uncle Ying is good, he is not the current head of the Maoshan Sect, and it stands to reason that his face is not so big.
The only explanation is that Uncle Ying bumped into great luck this time, and Xu Mu, the true monarch of Zhiren, may be idle and bored, and when he sees a disciple inviting God, he comes down to play.
"The Most Benevolent True Monarch Xu Mu is here, please help me with the gods of the Thunder Department!" Patriarch Xu Mu, who was on Uncle Ying's body, had a slight touch of the peachwood sword in his hand.
In the next second, a bucket-thick sky thunder crashed down, slashing heavily on the body of the music zombie.
The thunder of the explosion shook people so much that they had to cover their ears.
After the thunder, the dust settled.
Tai Gang looked towards the location of the thunder, and saw that the ground was scorched black, and the music zombie who was arrogant just now had turned into a piece of black charcoal.
"It is my duty to subdue demons and eliminate demons, so you can do it yourself." With a golden light in his eyes, Uncle Ying raised his eyes and glanced around, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Ma Ma Di saw this, quickly knelt on the ground with his hands in his hand, and said respectfully: "Disciple Ma Madi, send the ancestor back!" ”
The golden light on Uncle Ying's face, as if it had been taken away, returned to its original color little by little.
A few minutes later, Uncle Ying slowly opened his eyes and asked blankly, "Which ancestor is here?" ”
"It's the Supreme Benevolence True Monarch Xu Mu Patriarch!" Ma Ma stepped forward to help Uncle Ying up, just like a commentator, and added: "The patriarch is an old man, the peach wood sword in his hand pointed to the sky, and pointed a little at the zombie, a thunderbolt came down, and the zombie was chopped to death!" ”
Uncle Ying nodded clearly, looked at the ground that was struck black by lightning, and sighed: "It's all useless to me, and I have to burden the ancestors to go down to earth, I am really ashamed of the ancestors!" ”
Tai Kong: "......"
Uncle Ying, who was forced to pretend, Tai Gang directly gave 101 points, one more point, and he was not afraid of his pride at all.
The big gate faction, sure enough, is the big gate faction, what is the heritage, please ask the ancestor to go down to earth at every turn, this is the foundation.
There are at least hundreds of ancestors in the Shangqing Sect of Maoshan Mountain, and there are more than a dozen of them in the immortal class, and the leader is Mao Tianshi, one of the four heavenly masters.
The strength of the music zombie is between the purple zombie and the flying zombie, and there is no one for hundreds of years, so it hangs up so easily.
Is the music zombie too weak? No, one-on-one, Uncle Ying is not an opponent of music zombies.
The reason why it died was not because of its weak strength, but because it had a bad background and no backing behind it.
If Master Zu doesn't go to the lower realm, Uncle Ying fights with it, and it's not certain who will clean up whom.
And Uncle Ying's strength is firmly in the top three among Maoshan's contemporary disciples, which fully demonstrates the strength of music zombies.
"Uncle Ying's victory is the victory of the ruling class and the victory of the RMB warriors, and I seem to be a casual player!" Facing Uncle Ying, who seems to have opened a VIP membership, Tai Gang knows that there is still a big gap between people.
I don't know why, seeing the musical zombie who was killed by a thunderbolt, Tai Gang not only didn't have any joy, but felt empty in his heart.
The music zombie is stronger than him, but he died in one fell swoop, and he didn't need half of it.
"It's not good, people who study martial arts pay attention to their hearts, and the means of destroying zombies with a thunderbolt make me doubt myself." Tai Gang hurriedly adjusted his mentality, and no longer thought about the means of Xu Mu, the true monarch of Zhiren.
It's a pity that the thoughts in his heart are not so easy to control, and the more Tai Gang forces himself not to think about it, the more the picture of the thunder descending from heaven flashes in his mind.
In the end, Tai Gang only felt upset, and whispered: "Zhiren Zhenjun Xu Mu, those are all characters from fifteen hundred years ago, if you give me fifteen hundred years, I may not be worse than him, right?" ”
With this thought, my heart suddenly felt a lot lighter.
Tai Gang thought of everything that Master 'Key Dao Ancestor' had given him, whether it was an artifact keyboard or the opportunity to travel through the heavens, it was an opportunity that ordinary people could not get at all.
Traveling through the endless world also means endless possibilities, Tai Gang no longer escapes the power of Xu Mu, the true monarch of Zhiren, but turns his head to imagine his future.
After a while, he exhaled a breath of turbulence, his eyes became bright again, and he whispered: "Count the merry people, and look at the present day!" ”
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Day 2.
After the matter of the musical zombies was settled, everyone stayed in the hall to rest for the night, and only rushed back the next day.
After nine hours of turbulence, Renjiazhen gradually came into view.
Tai Gang didn't go back with Uncle Ying, thinking that the zombie that Old Lady Ren had turned into had been killed by himself, he got out of the car outside the town and said, "Uncle Ying, there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, I have been very happy with you these days, and it's time to leave." ”
"You're leaving?" This was not asked by Uncle Ying, but by Ren Tingting.
Glancing at Ren Tingting's expression, Tai Gang nodded with a smile and said, "There is a meeting in the mountains and rivers, and there will be a period in the future." ”
"There will be a date later!" Uncle Ying didn't ask Tai Gang why he wanted to leave, he was used to parting, and he was very free and easy.
However, Wen Cai was a little reluctant, raised his head in a daze, waved his hand weakly, and said: "Brother Gang, remember to come and see us when you have time, I and Qiusheng still owe you a meal of bean curd!" ”
"Good!" Tai Gang nodded with a smile, and then said, "Uncle Ying, when I go back, I will bid farewell to the four-eyed Taoist for me, and if I have the opportunity, I will come back to take a look." ”
"Take care!" Under the eyes of Uncle Ying and several others, Tai Gang gradually drifted away.
Leaving the sight of Uncle Ying and the others, Tai Gang did not leave Renjia Town directly, but first found Qian Tianshi and handed over all the gold coins he had promised, and then turned around and left.
When he arrived at the gate of the town, Tai Gang was immediately shocked.
The town is still the town, but there is a big black dog squatting under the archway, it is lying quietly in front of the archway, and is sleeping listlessly.
"Big Black!" As soon as Tai Gang barked, the big black dog suddenly pricked up his ears, and when he saw him, he wagged his tail and ran up.
"How did you get here?" Tai Gang squatted on the ground, rubbing the ears of the big black dog.
The big black dog couldn't speak, just licked his hand happily, and his tail wagged like a windmill.
Tai Gang looked at the lively Renjia Town and whispered, "Do you want to be with me?" ”
"Wang! Woof! The big black dog barked twice as if in reply.
Tai Gang frowned slightly, looked at the appearance of the big black dog, and said suspiciously: "You won't be able to understand me, will you?" ”
The big black dog saw Tai Gang looking at him and happily pounced on him to lick his face.
Tai Gang pushed it away in disgust, thinking that he was also thinking too much, how could a dog understand human speech.
"But I'm going to leave one day!" Tai Gang touched the dog's head, thinking about Chrissduo, who was waiting for him on the Resident Evil plane, if Da Hei had been following him, he was afraid that it would be like that.
When the big black dog saw Tai Gang get up and wanted to leave, a spirit got up from the ground, bit his trouser leg hard, and tried hard to pull Tai Gang back......