Chapter Twenty-Six: Is It Him?
The imprisonment was broken by me, and from then on, the five ghosts no longer had to obey orders and mask people.
Obviously, the thunderous thunder just now also shook the crowd of onlookers and took a few steps back.
The monk master who had been meditating with his eyes closed next to him also opened his eyes and glanced at me, his gaze was extremely sharp, and his eyes contained countless thoughts, and his purpose of coming to participate in the Dharma Fighting Conference was by no means simple.
It only took a moment to go. The master monk closed his eyes again.
The smoke slowly dispersed, and the mask man mask had been split in half by the thunder and fell to the ground, my heart tightened, there would be no accident.
Look at the man who is still standing in the smoke, will his head and face be blackened by lightning like in the movie, and his hair will stand on end.
I waited until the smoke had completely cleared up before I was relieved.
Although I was curious about the face behind the mask, I still didn't see his true face. He also had a black cloth covering his mouth and nose over his face.
He didn't admit defeat, he took out another thing and put it on the table, and there was a thunder in the sky, and then a lightning, and I could see his eyes clearly under the lightning.
Good familiar eyes.
I saw a familiar look.
I also saw what he had put on the table.
I also took out the same thing and put it on the table.
There was another thunderclap and another lightning bolt in the sky.
Like the tide of the Qiantang River, large areas of black fog as thick as ink poured out quickly.
The monk master, who had just closed his eyes, stood up suddenly, staring at this side in surprise.
The masked man stopped talking, took back what had been placed on the table, and turned around and left, leaving the barrier.
I also received the treasure that I had placed on the table in my backpack.
The back of the masked man was also unusually familiar to me.
Could it be him?
How so?
I don't believe it must not be him.
The crowd dispersed sparsely, and the ten people who had won just now began to compete again, and those who lost left partially, and those who didn't leave all stood by and watched.
The other eight people all fought against each other, and only me and Zifei were left.
"Alas", Zifei looked at me and shook her head helplessly, "This time it's like this again, I have to divide the winners and losers from the south and the north."
For the first time, a little sadness appeared on her face, but the sadness dissipated in an instant.
"Compare, compare, Xiaoshuai, what do you want to compare?" Zifei looked at me arrogantly and asked.
Than what? I'm a little dazed.
I'm really going to fight Zifei, what can I do?
Master Mao has been teaching me basic white spells for the past two months, while I myself am immersed in more powerful and fast-acting black spells like the second senior brother back then.
Through the death of the second senior brother, the master also understood that no matter if the black cat or the white cat can catch mice, it is a good cat, as long as the person who uses the spell has righteous faith, righteous thoughts, and justice, as for what method is used, there is no need to worry too much.
However, it is necessary to ensure that it is safe and does not harm the body.
With Master's acquiescence, I started to practice black and white, but I didn't expect that black and white cultivation is equivalent to the combination of yin and yang, and the progress is surprisingly fast.
The practice of mana is pure Taoism, and the method of use is more direct black magic, but I didn't expect to complement each other, both water and fire, and the master said that the future will definitely be able to achieve the avenue.
But what should I fight with Zifei now?
Than fighting corpses? God hits? I suddenly realized that I could have so little stuff.
"Li Xiaoshuai, have you thought about it, what is it like", Zifeitou raised a slightly victorious posture.
"You say what's going on", I really don't know what's going on.
"Well, that's what you said," Zifei said.
Listening to her tone, it seemed that there was a problem, no matter what, I would strive to win the first place, I strengthened my determination and looked at Zifei with resolute eyes.
"That's right, this is like Mao Xiaofang's disciple", Zi Fei took two steps back and forth, and muttered, "No matter which of us enters the final Fighting Law Conference, we must retain enough mana, let's fight ghosts, but we don't fight ten like just now, we only fight one"
"Okay, I've got to make it to the finals"
"Not necessarily"
Zi Fei said this sentence with such an unbelievable look, she really looks like Ma Xiaoling in the TV series, the screenwriter of that TV series must know Zi Fei.
I took a deep breath and looked at the peachwood sword in my hand, "I must get the first"
"Is the reputation of the first so important?" , Zifei was a little angry.
Looking at Zifei, I said calmly, "You misunderstood, I took the first one to take the ghost grass to cure my master, and I also had to check the third book to find the beasts that harmed my second senior brother's family."
Looking at my resolute eyes, Zi Fei said, "Okay, if I win, I will try my best to win the first, the ghost grass will be given to you, and I will check the book of the third world for you."
I wasn't sure that I could win Zifei, but when I heard Zifei say this, I glanced at her gratefully, and now Zifei is dressed in a strong suit, her body is straight, and her green lips are very cute.
Zi Fei also picked up an old peachwood sword, pinched a sword trick and said to me, "Li Xiaoshuai, don't you want your subordinates to show mercy to me and make me look down on you."
Zifei suddenly said so seriously, I replied in my heart, "Okay, I'll do my best"
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