Chapter 137: Stepping on a Thousand Buddha Mountains
The three of them were shocked, could it be that this dry corpse could not only kill, but also speak?
"Don't bluff us, you kid!"
The pistol in the evil master's hand trembled.
The dry corpse suddenly opened his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: "A mere zombie, dare to spread wild in front of me?" ”
If you turn the life span of three more people, he will be immortal and immortal.
He Cheng smacked his lips, tugged his wrist, and shook the iron hook hooked on the human demon's pipa bone, the iron chain rattled, and the human demon who had just been stiff collapsed on the ground in pain at this time.
"Ask You Something"
He sat casually on the stone in front of the human demon, if he didn't look at the iron chain he was dragging in his hand and the iron hook locked on the human demon's pipa bone, others would think that this was a neighbor playing on the big warm kang in winter.
As soon as he raised his legs, he revealed a small half of the bronze armor under the black robe.
The three evil masters stared at each other, this dress, could it be that this person is really a zombie, buried in the soil for decades before coming out?
The dry corpse said that the black-robed man was a zombie, and the black-robed man said that the dry corpse was an old monster that had lived for hundreds of years.
Both of them are not ordinary people, and it is strange that they have to put the gun in his hand in their eyes.
He Cheng glanced at the embarrassed laughing pistol, the evil master who laughed awkwardly, turned his head to the human demon and said, "Are you the longest-living person in your sect?" ”
"Hmph" The human demon snorted coldly, unwilling to answer He Cheng.
"I came with sincerity today" He Cheng raised his hand and pointed at the three evil masters: "You were born on the day of the year, the month and the day, you still have three magic achievements to ......"
The human demon turned his head to look at the three of them with great effort, the leopard girl and the three hands hid behind the evil master, the evil master took out a gun and pointed it at the head of the human demon in fear, and said inwardly: "Boy! Know who I am? I am the evil lord whose name has spread to the three eastern provinces! Our three wicked people have died in their hands in their lifetimes, let alone five or six hundred, believe it or not, I will shoot you with one shot now? ”
The human demon turned his head to look at He Cheng and spit out a word: "Good"
The evil master's inward-looking speech was completely ignored by the two monsters.
"Is there anyone in your sect who has lived longer than you?"
"Yes, the master who sealed me back then lived for 500 years, and the master who was in retreat has been in retreat for more than 300 years, and it is said that he has practiced Taoism for thousands of years!"
"Tsk"
He Cheng smacked his tongue, the thousand-year-old monster is right in front of him, how can he get the Yuan Shen?
When I was hiding in the dark to observe the sneak attack just now, I found that the ability of humans and demons is not high, but it is also more than twenty levels.
In "Fengyun", the emperor who contains phoenix blood in his body can grind himself into a master by hard grinding, and in this world with immortals, he has cultivated for thousands of years, and it is estimated that he is no worse than an immortal if he does not become an immortal. Since I started cultivating thousands of years ago, I have not been able to become an immortal, which shows that my talent is insufficient, but it also shows that my foundation is profound!
Thousand-year-old monsters are probably more terrifying than black and white impermanence.
"You also took the deposit just now, and the remaining three will wait until they get to the place" He Cheng pointed at the three evil masters, and the three of them shivered.
He Cheng is the biggest here, and no one dares to object.
"Don't be afraid, you three, if this guy lies to me, you have a chance to live."
There was a life in the eyes of the three people who were like ashes.
The evil master will still make a villain face: "Where, adult, our little life is not important, the main thing is that you can succeed immediately"
"Yes, yes, yes," the remaining two nodded repeatedly.
"Alright, let's hit the road when you're ready"
The evil master and his three hands are the sedan chair drivers, carrying the human demons who have been pierced by the soul hook chain and the pipa bone.
People and demons are slippery, just open their mouths to speak, let him have the ability to act, and it will be difficult to catch him again.
"Sir, where are we going?"
The evil master carried a sedan chair that was simply tied out, and asked He Cheng when he went down the mountain.
He seems to be a murderer, but his mind is very active, and he is close to the person who pinched his own life first, maybe he can be bypassed?
"Ask Him"
"Hey, where are you going?"
The evil master was impatient and slapped the head of the demon from behind.
He Cheng is pressed, a puddle of mud, he is not afraid.
Where have the people and demons suffered this humiliation, gritted their teeth, and stiffened their teeth, grinding their teeth, and listened to the barren mountains and wild forests.
"Learn what mouse, hurry up!"
has done enough of the majesty of the fox and the fake tiger, and the evil master is very comfortable.
Another slap stopped the sound of the human demon gnashing his teeth.
"Thousand Buddha Mountain!"
"Thousand Buddha Mountain? I haven't read a book, I haven't heard of it! ”
Another slap on the back of the head.
"Going to Jinan?"
As soon as He Cheng opened his mouth, the evil master was instantly quiet, and obediently closed his mouth and stopped shouting.
The human demon explained: "In order to cultivate, the Tao of Immortality is to release life to fill life, kill life and reduce life, and Thousand Buddha Mountain is naturally the best place to go."
"Why didn't your master seal you in Shandong and come to Guangdong?"
In the 21st century, it would take half a day to take the high-speed rail, and a hundred years ago, the only means of transportation was horseback riding, and it was necessary to travel from Shandong to Guangdong, which was considered to be half of China.
"Although he is hundreds of years older than me, his cultivation is average, and he chased me for thousands of miles before he used the Buddha statue to suppress me here." Speaking of the master who has locked up himself for more than 100 years, the human demon gritted his teeth.
The cultivation of the master of the human demon is not much stronger than that of the human demon, and this sect should perhaps be changed to the sect of living to the dog.
"Sir, my lord, are we really going to Jinan?"
The evil master said with a bitter face: "Jinan has long been occupied by the Japanese, and now we go, isn't it fatal?" ”
"Go!"
In the era of the end of the law, there were only a few monks who could live for a hundred years, and he couldn't let go of this opportunity to get a thousand-year-old primordial god.
The five bought a carriage in the town and changed into another car when they arrived in the provincial capital.
The three of them and one demon looked at the iron guy and scratched his head, they wouldn't open this thing.
"Let's get in the car"
He Cheng threw off his black robe cloak and turned over and sat in the driver's seat.
In this era, parts still need to be imported, and the price is extremely high. Diesel fuel is burned, and the engine roars no less than the movement of a tractor.
The three of them have done a lot of work to rob homes and houses, and they still have some savings.
The eyes of the demon reveal the strangeness, is it so demanding to do a zombie business now? The zombies of his time only needed to be able to suck blood, and now zombies can not only speak human words, suck blood, but also drive.
The pickup truck had several barrels of diesel fuel in the trunk.
All the way to the way with money, the distressed evil master and the three wasted their savings.
And Jinan is getting closer and closer......
……
In the Netherworld,
"Black and white impermanence, today the judge asked me, why haven't you handed over a few ghosts? The thousand ghosts of the last Midyear Festival have not returned, and there are still Yin people left in the yang world, and the soul has not been hooked back! ”
A strong man of six feet tall, with a bull's head on his head, spoke in a buzzing voice.
"The jailer's name is Ah Pang, the head of the bull has human hands, two feet and hooves, strong and strong, and holds a steel hairpin." It's about bull heads.
A pair of old partners with bull heads and horses, they are mainly responsible for guarding the ghosts and patrolling in the underworld.
Bai Wuchang stuck out his long tongue and smiled: "I'll go back and check, go back and check"
Black impermanence "um".
Niu Tou knew the temperament of the two of them, nodded and said in a muffled voice: "This is not a trivial matter, if you make a mistake, you two will have to peel off a layer of skin."