Chapter 107: No Zhou Tianzhu, Ten Thousand Burials on the Sacred Mountain
A slap that caught me off guard made me stumble.
I was a little confused, "What are you hitting me for?" ”
"You should fight!" Murong Changqing's pretty face turned red, "You are a boy, what nonsense!" ”
I rubbed my red and swollen cheeks, and said with some displeasure: "I'm just putting forward a hypothesis, maybe it's because of the day and night between relatives that there will be feelings of love thicker than water." ”
"Shut up!" Murong Changqing said angrily, "This matter must be mentioned again in the future, otherwise I will fight with you endlessly." ”
kindly reminded Murong Changqing, but he spoke ill of me, and even shot at me.
At the moment, I don't know what to expect.
The water was almost drunk, and I was on guard against the demons staring at me, "Ready to go!" ”
"Understood!"
Mo Ruchu turned the two tires into sparks, suddenly retracted the rivets that were used as stability on the wall, and rushed into the hole like arrows off the string.
Under the watering of the boy's urine, the surrounding banshees did not dare to approach.
I don't know if it's my delusion, but I always feel that there are a lot fewer banshees in this cave......
When I finally came to the exit of the cave, I was stunned to find that half of Lu Heming's body was stuck in the ground by a stone, and he was desperately wielding a Pu knife to block out the centipede banshee and other monsters.
Every time Lu Heming beheaded a banshee, yin qi would be diffused around, and after a few breaths, the banshee would condense into an entity again.
At this time, Lu Heming's muscles were raised, and the Pu knife was dancing vigorously, and there was already enough yin qi around him, which showed that he had killed a lot of enemies.
Among them, it also contains a centipede banshee that can spray a thin poisonous yin qi and is extremely difficult to deal with with with hands and feet.
When perfecting the formation, there will be fluctuations in the stone cave and it will damage the perfection.
It is estimated that Lu Heming was originally standing in the smashed clearing, and the stone cave was restored due to the formation, so he was buried in the pit.
Lu Heming's face turned red, "Brother, save me!" ”
I have no combat power against the centipede banshee with the ink jade. Helplessly, I looked at Murong Changqing with a pleading look.
"Remember, you owe me a favor!"
Murong Changqing gritted his teeth, raised his head and bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a column of blood, when his delicate body trembled, the hands that pinched the spell were extremely stable!
I tried to see Murong Changqing's technique clearly, but the charm hidden in it could mobilize the momentum of heaven and earth, and I couldn't comprehend it at all.
The stones on the surrounding walls peeled off, and a whirlwind struck from all around, quickly knocking down the banshees that surrounded them.
The centipede banshee raised her head and roared, trying to gather more demonic power, but she was wrapped in a tornado and shattered into a pile of limbs in an instant.
And the black jade stone also peeled off from its chest cavity and rolled to the ground.
After doing all this, even though Murong Changqing was paralyzed in a wheelchair, his pretty face was pale and short of breath, and he didn't have any strength.
Fang Cai's curse had hurt her vitality.
Seeing that the monsters around me are still condensing, the broken limbs of the centipede banshee are reorganizing and recovering, and Lu Heming is still half buried in the stone, the urgency of the situation no longer allows me to think about it!
Mo Ruchu shouted: "No, let's run first, if you can run one, it's one!" ”
"Shut up!"
I turned my whole body strength around, bit the tip of my tongue and spewed out a pillar of soul blood:
Heaven and earth Xuanzong, the root of Wan Qi.
Cultivating hundreds of millions of eons of eons proves my supernatural powers.
Inside and outside the Three Realms, only the Tao is the only one.
There is a golden light in my body, covering my body!
The golden light spelled up, covering my body, and also enveloping Murong Changqing and Lu Heming, blocking the monster out.
Although this golden light spell can't deal with the centipede banshee, it still has some deterrent effect on the remaining monsters.
However, with a golden light spell of this intensity, I can only hold three breaths.
The Centipede Banshee's body recovered faster, and the severed limbs reorganized at a dizzying speed, and they were about to suck the black jade into their chest again!
At the moment when the ink jade stone was about to merge into it for the last time, I gritted my teeth and used all my strength to start chanting again: Guards of the Three Realms, Five Emperors Siying.
All gods salute, and serve the thunder.
Demons are frightened, and spirits are dead.
There is a thunderbolt inside, and Thor is incognito!
The Golden Light Spell and the Thunder Law are both released, and the power can be magnified countless times, but this move has a huge loss of vitality, so I never use it lightly.
The golden light on my body was replaced by the azure thunder light, and the ghosts and ghosts that surrounded me were scattered the moment they touched the thunder light!
The scarlet eyes of the centipede banshee showed a humanized look of horror, and she reached out to grab the black jade that was close at hand.
But it was too late, and the lightning was faster than ever, quickly filling the entire cavern and enveloping the centipede banshee in it.
After a terrible scream, the thunder disappeared, and the entire cavern was empty, except for the three of us and a wheelchair.
"Damn, big brother is awesome......"
Mo Ruchu slapped his ass vigorously, but because I lost too much strength, I could only collapse on the back of the chair weakly, and looked at Lu Heming with my eyes half-closed.
Unleashing a powerful energy also means that my soul power is almost drained.
Lu Heming saw that my face was wrong, and hurriedly climbed out of the stone surface with a simple knife, "Brother, how do you feel?" ”
I closed my eyes and shook my head, then pointed to the black jade on the ground, trembling so much that I didn't even have the strength to speak.
Lu Heming immediately picked up the stone on the ground, but the moment he stretched out his hand, he froze.
After three short breaths, Lu Heming, who was still in shock, handed me the ink jade.
The moment I touched the black jade, my consciousness was sucked into it again......
In a trance, I saw a misty fairy mountain...... No, it should be said that it is a mountain pillar that supports the loess under and the sky on the top!
This mountain pillar is tens of thousands of meters wide, majestic and does not see the top, and at the end of the lush vegetation, there are still clouds.
The grandfather, dressed in a linen robe, was holding a crying baby in his arms, and Lu Heming stood beside him with a cold face.
Grandpa glanced at the pillar-like immortal mountain, and said in a deep voice: "Old Lu, after fifty years, he will be handed over to you." ”
"Don't worry, I will protect him......"
When the words fell, the fairy mountain began to shake violently, the earth and rocks fell violently, and the picture came to an abrupt end.
I opened my eyes blankly, and there was already a storm in my heart.
Grandpa's name is Lu Heming and Lao Lu, what is the relationship between the two of them?
Also, Who is the baby in Grandpa's arms?
Before, I suspected that I lost my memory with Lu Heming and Murong Changqing, and my grandfather was controlling the overall situation.
Now it seems that Grandpa may just be a member of the fuel, not the real mastermind.
Or maybe grandpa is just a piece in the chess game......
Just as I was contemplating and thinking, Murong Changqing couldn't wait to snatch the ink jade stone in my hand, and closed his eyes to concentrate on it.
Lu Heming stepped forward with a bitter face: "Brother, why don't I have any impression of the old thing holding you?" ”
"That's my grandfather."
"Ahem, I mean, I don't have any impression of the old man......"
Before Lu Heming finished speaking, I asked in surprise, "Who did you just say was the baby in your arms?" ”
"Isn't that you?"
Lu Heming looked calm, "Brother, I don't believe you can open your arms to see if there are three moles under your armpits that are connected into a line." ”
I hurriedly opened my arms and found three black moles in the most hidden part of my armpit near my back.
When I think about it again, the baby's armpits also seem to have the same black moles as mine!
Grandpa said: "Lao Lu, fifty years later, he will be handed over to you." "That's exactly what I've been in the cave for fifty years!
I was barely able to accept that the baby that my grandfather was holding fifty years ago was me.
But...... How did Lu Heming know that I had a black mole!?
Seeing my stunned face, Lu Heming probably knew the reason for the matter, so he scratched his head and said a little embarrassed, "Before, my yin body was molded by me with a yin token, so I understand it more clearly." ”
I am not very satisfied with Lu Heming's explanation.
Such a trivial matter, which can be recalled in a short period of time and associated with the characteristics of the baby, is difficult for ordinary people to do.
Lu Heming probably sensed my suspicions, and hurriedly explained: "Brother, I really didn't lie to you......"
"Well, I believe you."
Having said that, I still have a solemn face. Because this matter, if there is no conclusive evidence, it cannot be broken.
Perhaps, Lu Heming has secrets to hide from me, but as long as he doesn't have bad intentions towards me, there is no need to break the casserole and ask to the end.
Lu Heming scratched his head and said a little incredulously: "This memory always feels amazing, will it be fake?" ”
"The ink jade stone will only record what has happened, and there is no way to fake it."
At this time, Mo Ruchu took the initiative to speak, "It is said that the last time there was a burial in the Sacred Mountain, there was a black jade stone, and there has been no news since then. ”