"What...... Luo Wuchen is also here? When I heard this, I almost shouted and asked.

"Shhhh The third master shouted.

"Okay, I see!" I nodded my head in understanding.

"It's also a very good thing to use your strength to create a big week from here." As I nodded, the third master sighed again.

"Who the hell is he, how can he also collect the Aryan Technique?" I looked at the humanity of the golden mask that was still circling around the spot like a madman.

"That black cloud is Wenchang Tower, and the collector's mother-in-law lied." Listen to me ask, the third master came to say this.

"Which black cloud...... Just the one in the front yard? ”

When I heard this, I asked, "Then the third master knew that the mother-in-law was lying, why didn't he ask for clarification at the right time, and he still fell into the trap?" ”

"Hehehehehehe...... Liu'er, that woman won't tell us the truth until she dies, and I don't want her to die. ”

When the third master heard this, he smiled helplessly: "After all, she is one of the three major mystical arts, the number of five buckets of rice arts, and the other is the only living relative of your sister Zang Qingrong, whether it is stiff or alive, there is always someone here." ”

As he said this, the third master looked at me, and said very deeply: "I know that you feel guilty in your heart, and you feel guilty about the collector and Xiao Chu'er, so I want to leave Mrs. Zang to make up for the shortcomings in your heart!" ”

"This ...... Does the third master want Mrs. Zang to return to the forest farm, teach Chu'er, and be Chu'er's companion? When I heard this, I asked very sourly.

Yes, the guilt of the Tibetan family torments me all the time.

I wanted Sister Qingrong to entrust me, but I didn't do the same.

"Yes, the inheritance of one line is also an explanation of the entire Three Realms."

When the third master heard this, he replied: "Only by contending with a hundred schools of thought can the prosperity of the Three Realms be reflected, a cold world, the demons are gone, what do you want me to do as the leader of the alliance?" ”

"Well, yes, everything is arranged by the third master, I'...... Xie Sanye for Sister Qingrong, but that old lady can really change it? When I heard this, I was still very worried and asked.

In my bones, I also hope to keep Mrs. Zang.

First, it can make me feel calmer, less guilty, and Chu'er has something to rely on.

But that smelly and hard Tibetan lady, can she live in peace?

"Yes, as long as the matter is over, and the big Zhou Tian is born, the old lady will not have anything to think about, and will naturally return to raise her collector's descendants." The third master said.

"That's ......"

When I heard this, I hesitated again and said, "But Chu'er is not a descendant of her collector?" ”

"Love the house and Wuma, and the collector has no descendants, so he has no choice." The third master said when he heard it.

"Ah...... I, Halloween Wenchang Tower, come! And at this time, the masked man who was crazy in circles was very torn and screamed.

It was a dark cloud, and it was falling very slowly.

It's different, it's like a body of light that becomes real as it slowly descends.

That is, a circle, all crystal transparent glass, inside the big house, there are clusters of candles, reflecting the whole hall brightly.

And in that room, there were a lot of people sitting in a daze, it was my grandparents and all the other people who were being held hostage.

"Puff puff puff ......"

As the crystal house landed, several very abrupt sounds came, and a cold current poured down, and in a clear blue light, three people appeared.

He appeared at our desk, with his back to us and looked at the big crystal house.

"Jizo King!" The third master got up like the wind, turned to the three of them and hugged his fist.

"Hmm." The big man in the middle, nodding.

The three of them were all dressed in black, and the cold and cold air were blowing, which made people very uncomfortable.

"Is it the old man?" I glanced at one of the Humpty Dumpty men and turned to call.

"Huh?" The old man's face twitched, and he gestured to King Jizo to be there, don't talk nonsense.

"Have you seen Shangguan Rui, can you bring him out of the Sanyang, Sanzi and Sankai realm?" I asked, ignoring it.

This old thing doesn't follow his opinions, and now that he has been caught, can I not hurry up and ask? Let's read a book

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Listening to my question, the old man covered his mouth and coughed a few times, laughing very embarrassedly.

"Old man Jizo, you appeared, hahahahaha...... It looks like this, I thought it was a fierce god of steel towers, it's good, it's good, take it, it's just the five-color stone in your hand. As I questioned the old man, the man in the golden mask jumped over like a monkey and smiled at King Jizo.

"Take it!" The King of Jizo stretched out his hand expressionlessly, holding his grandmother's five-colored stone in the palm of his hand.

"Jizo, please." As the golden masked man snatched the five-colored stone and turned around, the third master pointed to the table behind him and motioned for King Jizo to sit.

"Hmm." King Jizo nodded and sat down in the back.

"You ...... Is it just looking at it? I was shocked and asked.

I thought that when the King of Jizo came, the old man in the golden mask would be cleaned up.

As a result, it was not like this, and it was very obedient to the arrangement of the wicked, and it became lively.

"Hey Mom, it's suffocating me, you sit down and sit down, I'll tell you, my master Lao Dizang, he wants to use his strength, understand, and you said that Shangguan Rui, who is he, I didn't see it, I didn't see it." As I asked, the old man finally couldn't help but shout.

"Block the Seven Tricks!" King Jizo frowned and pointed a little, and the old man's eyes rolled, and he didn't move.

"It's over, it's not coming out." I was disappointed, and stood in front of the third master to take a look.

Everything was quiet, the people in the crystal house did not move, the golden masked man was lighting incense, and the five-colored stone and the pestle needle were placed in front of the incense by him, and he knelt down very reverently.

"Huhuhu......"

As the Golden Mask Man knelt down, the entire hall was full of gloomy winds, and the chilling atmosphere became heavier.

"One...... Two...... One...... 2. ......"

Immediately, there was a sound of trumpets shouting, and the wheels rolled, pushing out of the main hall and entering a wheelbarrow.

It was four or five people pulling in front, and one person shouting in the back to add oil and pestle very directly.

"Treasure for the Treasure...... The Three Masters of the Valley of the Wicked...... How did they get here? "When I saw who those people were, I screamed.

"Brother Luo...... You found them, Chongweibao didn't die? Then I called the man behind me to call the cart and call the trumpeter.

Who, it is Luo Wuchen who was left behind by me and the third master.

"Ah...... O'O! Luo Wuchen nodded, very responsive, and then called him the number.

Anyway, the wheelbarrow was very heavy, and several people dragged it with a belt, and finally dragged the wheelbarrow to the front of the golden mask man incense.

Luo Wuchen stretched out his hand and lifted the white cloth covering the wheelbarrow, and wisps of dark smoke flew out, lingering around the entire hall.

The air was getting colder and colder, and I shivered.

"Liu'er!" The third master pulled me to the front, stroked, touched, my little hand.

"What is this...... Chongwei Baozhen is not dead? I muttered, I didn't know what was going on.

At the moment of the great enemy, their relatives are trapped, and these people seem to be too calm, calm like an outsider, and they are all staring at the excitement with wide eyes.

"The gods of heaven do not see the valley of the wicked, and the underworld comes with a hundred yin winds, worship it as a treasure, and form your destiny!" And it was also at this time that King Jizo, who had been silent, spoke.

It was like a bell that shook the whole hall and buzzed.

"Obey the Jizo Decree!" With the shout of Jizo, Chongweibao's body turned into a fist, turned into a disc in a blink of an eye, became bigger and bigger little by little, and finally changed to the size of a stone grinding disc, and did not move.

It was erected in mid-air, with a large hole in the middle, and it was in a very looming state.

"Let's go, it's time for a few of our brothers." With the transformation of Chongweibao into a masterpiece, the big hollow disc, the three ancestors got up as soon as they spoke, and rushed into the middle of the disc.

It was like a mud dragon entering the sea, and they got up with a big pestle in the middle of the disc, and the bodies of the three people were folded together, slowly changing, like a piece of plasticine, hollowing out the middle of the disc, adding to the blockage.

"Hahaha...... Come on, three hundred and twenty-eight Tibetan souls, all come here, the Great Zhou Tian is complete, this Yin and Yang Realm belongs to me! As the disc was perfectly generated, the golden-masked man shouted together, and the wisps of dark smoke hovering over the hall all rushed to the disc as if they had been summoned.

Immediately, the large disc turned red and yellow, and it shimmered as if it had been plated with a layer of gold.

"Old beggar, don't you throw out those broken parts of yours." As the disc turned red, the Man in the Golden Mask shouted to the Great Crystal House again.

Anyway, it's like a one-man show, and everything is under the grass control of the masked man.

"Whoosh Whoosh ......"

But the sound of swishing continued, and from the big crystal house, small brass objects flew out, which were the tattered copper and iron used by my grandmother for self-cultivation......