Chapter 130: Pot-bellied Monk
"What kind of medicine is missing, why don't I die?"
The middle-aged man was unkempt, his eyes were bloodshot, and he repeatedly muttered a sentence in his mouth, and he couldn't sleep for several nights at first glance.
At this moment, he was pounding in a large pile of medicinal herbs, rummaging for the medicine repeatedly.
Of course, he knew that since he was very young, he had tasted all kinds of herbs in his life, and sometimes in order to repeatedly verify the efficacy of a medicine, he almost ate it as a meal; sometimes in order to find a life-saving medicine that blindly attacked poison with poison, he did not hesitate to test poison himself. At this time, the blood flowing in his body was already extremely poisonous, and he overcame poison with poison, and the plague in the world had long since disappeared.
"Come, drink my blood, drink my blood!
The middle-aged man had gone crazy, he bit down on his arm, bit down a large piece of flesh, and immediately blood poured into it, and he dripped his own blood into the mouth of every corpse on the ground.
However, these corpses have long been cold and no longer move.
The lonely back of the middle-aged man, dragging his heavier and heavier steps, walked down the mountain step by step, and a blood belt floated behind him, and the blood belt fell to the ground, immersed in the soil, and dyed the earth red.
"Madam, Qing'er, I'm looking for you......"
"God, you are unfair!"
The back of the middle-aged man finally disappeared at the end of the cliff.
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"Moo~!"
After watching this scene, the little face of the wheel king alternated red and white, cloudy and sunny, and kept gasping, and the idle king also closed his mouth at this time, and did not say a word, only the old cow, with his neck raised to the sky, let out a sad roar.
The two of them stared intently at the light curtain, waiting for the next tragedy to be staged, but the scene just now appeared in the mirror, and the next plot was exactly the same as just now.
The Wheel King and Lao Niu looked at the idle king with a puzzled expression, the idle king made a few sighs in his mouth, and patted his Qiankun Yin-Yang mirror embarrassedly, and the picture in the mirror shook violently a few times.
The footage continues, repeating the scene just now.
"King Xian, isn't it time for your treasure mirror to be rebuilt?"
"Moo~!"
"This, this, what's the situation, shouldn't it be, what's going on?"
In order to avoid embarrassment, the idle king flipped his hand and withdrew the Qiankun Yin-Yang Mirror into his sleeve.
However, the mirror in the gray fog still does not disappear, and the plot continues.
The exact same picture was broadcast eighteen times.
Just when the Wheel King and the old cow were stunned and stared at each other, the Idle King let out an exclamation.
"The old man understands, the old man understands!"
"I see, I see!"
"You're going to say it, you're dying!"
"You don't say it when you want you to say it, and you talk a lot when you don't want to. ”
"The 10th Quack! This man is the 10th Quack!"
"A thousand years of calamity, the tenth quack, that's right, it's him, it's him!"
The idle king shook his head and stroked the four strands of long hair, and sighed, and his eyes flashed.
"He's really a quack doctor of the 10th generation, are you sure?"
"That's right! The old man's treasure mirror won't lie! No wonder he is so fierce and angry, so it is, so it is!"
The Tenth Quack, that is the legend of the thousand-year-old era of calamity, even in this netherworld, everyone knows and recites it. The legend of the 10th quack doctor is popular and touching.
The tenth quack, some people call him the tenth divine doctor, whether he is a quack or a divine doctor, there has long been a public opinion in the world.
If he is a quack, quack medicine harms people, with his medical skills, if he is a quack, then no one in this world dares to call him a good doctor. His medical skills have long crossed the limits of human medical skills, every grass and tree is good medicine in his hands, every needle and stone, in his hands, it is all a holy weapon of life, even if it is a handful of mud, it is also a living person.
However, he was a doctor for the eighteenth generation, and after all, he failed to cure the plague that was rampant in the era of black calamity, and he failed to cure any of the plague patients, including his wife and children, who also died in the plague, and he himself, in every life, shed all his blood, went crazy and self-harmed and died.
Some people say that his medical theory has long been enlightened, but it is a pity that it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and the medicine he is looking for to cure the plague is said to be not in the world.
Therefore, even if he searched for the eighteenth life in the human world, he did not find the cure for the plague.
To say that he is a quack doctor of the tenth generation is the highest evaluation of him in the world. There are countless miracle doctors in the world, but the ten quack doctors are definitely unprecedented and unprecedented, and this has become his exclusive title.
"What the hell is that medicine?"
The idle king pinched his fingers, his face suddenly changed color, and he quickly put away the gesture, after so many years, it is still taboo!
"Oh, yes. What medicine can cure the plague in the sky? The fault of heaven is the fault of heaven! It is not your sin, everything is the fault of heaven! You cannot say it, you cannot say it!"
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"Look at the anger and resentment that rushed to the sky, this is the resentment and anger that have accumulated in the eighteenth century, and there is hatred, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to be good in this matter. How's that going to be?"
After a long time, the idle king swallowed a deep breath of stuffy breath in his chest, and the idle king looked at the misty gray mist drifting in the mountains for a long time, and said helplessly.
The hearts of the two of them are also like the gray fog that keeps rolling in the mountains, which cannot be calmed down for a long time.
"King Xian, you still have an idea, this world is our last nest, if it goes on like this, sooner or later it will be ruined by him. ”
After a long while, the Wheel King said slowly.
"Moo~"
At this time, there was another loud rumbling sound at the bottom of the mountain, and when you heard it, you knew that it was the sound of the collapse of the giant pillar.
"It, it's broken into the seventy-two Zhenshi Pillar Forest!"
The handsome little face of the Wheel King is white and white.
"Boom!"
The silver-backed unicorn fairy as big as a small hill flew with ten thousand knives, and a pair of big guillotines instantly slashed forward like razors, and the prehistoric tyrannosaurus rex, which was three times larger than the silver-backed unicorn fairy, was suddenly cut throat, and the knives flew indiscriminately, and they were cut into pieces in an instant.
"Poof!"
On the Tower of Eternity behind the ten prehistoric tyrannosaurs, a light gate lit up, and the silver-backed unicorn fairy golden wings shook, and it had already drilled into the light gate, and Xiao Jiu and I followed closely behind, and also drilled in, the light and shadow changed, and we entered a large group of Panlong jade pillars, each jade pillar here is as big as a water tank, all of them are carved extremely luxuriously, the coiling dragon is attached to the wind, pasted with gold and silver, and it is simple to describe it with magnificent gold and splendor.
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"It, it's broken into the seventy-two Zhenshi Jade Pillar Forest!"
The handsome little face of the Wheel King is white and white.
The idle king didn't seem to be in a hurry, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he suddenly turned his head and looked to the west, his eyes were blazing, and his mouth was speechless.
The Wheel King and the old cow also turned their heads to look in the direction that the Idle King was looking at, and their hearts chuckled, and they understood for a while.
"What do you mean, King Xian, to send him to the west of the Black Sea, the most evil land?"
The little face of the Wheel King was even whiter than just now.
"That's right, those old brutes, it's time for them to loosen their muscles and bones after a comfortable life has been going on for too long. ”
When the idle king said this, he gritted his teeth and looked sad and angry, as if he had changed a different person in peacetime.
"That group of old beasts who have lived for thousands of years, King Xian, are you trying to harm these ten generations of quacks? The methods of the old things, you and I have not been taught back then, and if there is a slight impropriety, I am afraid that we will never be reborn", the Wheel King felt a little sympathy for the ten generations of quacks.
"Moo~"
"Well, this eighteenth generation of heaven and earth resentment is enough for this group of old immortal beasts to drink a pot!"
"Moo~"
"Old Niu, don't worry, you can only act like this now!"
"Moo~"
As the eyes of the Idle King, the Wheel King, and the old cow looked to the west together, the scene from Taiyin's eyes also changed suddenly.
This is a black sea, where the sea and the sky are connected and connected as one, and the sea is as black as ink;
The Black Sea is boundless, and there is no other shore in sight.
But on this shore, in this moon-shaped bay, there are large swaths of black reef rocks like dogs' teeth, like sharp black stalagmites, emerging from under the surface of the water, piercing the smooth mirror.
One of the towering black sharp stones, like a sharp sword piercing the sky, a blood-red wild grass character attached to it, the font is wild and uninhibited, irregular, it seems to be a natural formation, you have to distinguish carefully, you can find that it is a "bitter" word.
This sharp stone of the word "bitter" is not only like a sharp sword piercing the sky, but also like a pillar of optimism, standing majestically between the sea and the sky in the bitter bay.
The Buddha said that the sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore. On the shore of this turn, there is an extremely beautiful world, this is a sea of red flowers, and thousands of red flowers on the other side are competing for beauty.
The big flowers on the other side are as big as a bucket, and the small flowers on the other side are like a thread, squeezed one by one, high and low, overlapping and overlapping, and the wind passes, just like the crowds, and thousands of flowers converge into a sea of red flowers, exuding a strange and dizzying fragrance.
The pollen scattered by hundreds of millions of flowers gathers together to form a colorful rainbow river in the dim sunlight, like a giant python turning over, flowing and surging in the air.
Flowers grow along the edge of the bitter lake, with the bitter sea on one side and the cliff on the other. Looking up, as far as the eye could see, all I could see was a white mist.
The cliff lies here, cutting off this world, and this seems to be the end of the world.
One day, over the bitter sea, three people came, two of them dressed in black, one was a bull-headed human body, and the other was a long-mouthed horse-faced.
The bull head and the horse face each held a cold iron chain in their hands, and behind them was a fat-headed, big-eared, open-chested, open-breasted and breast-baring big-bellied monk.
This big-bellied monk is the last big-bellied monk we saw in the Kunxian Secret Realm before entering the Battle of Breaking Boundaries.
At this time, the pot-bellied monk was wrapped in iron chains like a dumpling for the Dragon Boat Festival, and was tightly held by the cow's head and horse face, and went in the direction of the cliff.