Is the Wuzi Prayer Drum an evil weapon? Where does this start??

At this time, not only Song Butian was confused, but even I was a little confused.

Because Wu Xianfo once told me that that magic weapon is indeed the treasure of shamanism and the Chuma family, this cannot be faked.

But why did the two of them say it was an evil weapon?

My intuition told me that Dong Lao Xian'er and Zhenjianghe were not joking, and every word of what they said revealed seriousness, and I also felt a kind of fear hidden in their words.

"Master Dong, is it convenient to tell us?" I asked curiously, "Why did that magic weapon become an evil weapon again?" ”

"Everyone knows that the Wuzi Prayer Drum is a good thing, and I used to think so, but twenty years ago, I saw that thing once with Lao Zheng in Changbai Mountain, so I ........" Dong Lao Xian'er said this, paused slightly, and his expression became more and more ugly: "The person who fought with us back then was also a shaman, surnamed Zhou, and the magic weapon he held in his hand was the Wuzi Prayer Drum." ”

"This person's ability is not great, and his foundation is quite weak, probably one line lower than us." Zhenjianghe sighed: "But with that Gu, he can completely suppress us to fight, and the immortal family recruited by him with a drum is also stronger than an ordinary immortal family, because that drum can connect to the underground qi veins, and with the help of the qi veins, the true body of the immortal family can be enhanced, and the strength of each immortal family can at least double, this is at least!" ”

"Awesome!" Song Butian exclaimed, "This thing is so powerful? It should be a treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation in shamanism! It is impossible for the horse family to fall, how can it disappear for so many years? ”

"At one time, we didn't know why it disappeared, and it was easy to have such a divine drum and become famous, but in our country, in the past hundred years, there has been no one who has become famous by this drum." Dong Lao Xian'er smiled bitterly: "How powerful is this drum?" In addition to being able to use the power of qi veins, it can also forcibly summon the immortal family in other people's halls, and it can also forcibly order the immortal family, without caring about the immortal family's own thoughts. ”

"What do you mean...... Can it turn all the immortals into puppets? I cautiously asked, "Is that what you mean?" ”

"Almost." Dong Lao Xian'er sighed: "At the beginning, we didn't expect that drum to be so ruthless, so when we fought with that shaman, we didn't think much about it, and directly called all the immortals in the hall and from all directions. ”

"After that, it was all fucking rebelled!" Zhenjianghe scolded, spitting out: "Although I know that this is not the original intention of the immortal family, but now that I think about it, it is really embarrassing!" ”

"Do you know how many Immortal Families he controlled at that time?" Dong Lao Xian'er asked me.

I shook my head.

"At least a thousand!" Dong Lao Xian'er smiled bitterly and said: "Hu Tiansheng, Huang Baoshan, they were also present at the time, even if their consciousness was clear, they couldn't go against the instructions of the drum, so they could only do it with us." ”

Hearing this, I'm really a little curious, if the original situation was really what Dong Lao Xian'er said, then how did they survive?

Shamanism, out of the horse family, their power comes from the immortal family.

If there is no immortal family as a backer, to put it bluntly, their combat effectiveness will drop by at least eighty percent!

"How did you survive?" Fang Shiliang couldn't help but ask curiously, but it was more direct than me.

Dong Lao Xian'er shook his head with a wry smile, and glanced at Zhenjianghe, the expressions of the two of them were full of happiness, and there was a feeling that if they didn't die, they would have a blessing.

"If you're lucky, you'll survive." Dong Lao Xian'er said.

"Hey, old-timer, are you perfunctory to me?" Fang Shi smiled and said, "If you're lucky, you can live?" No one believes this when it comes to coaxing children! ”

"What I said is true!" Dong Lao Xian'er said helplessly: "Just when we were so desperate that we were about to surrender, the old calf fell by himself. ”

"What?? Poured?? Song Butian's eyes widened.

"Isn't it?" Zhenjianghe smiled bitterly and said: "We also wonder, that old thing just wanted to kill the two of us and cut the grass and eradicate the roots, but as soon as his eyelids rolled over, he fainted, and the shackles of those immortals were untied." ”

"What about others? Killed by the Immortal Family? I asked.

"Nope." Dong Lao Xian'er shook his head: "There are many immortal families who want to kill him, but they all let us persuade us, because Lao Zheng and I feel that this matter is not simple, so ah, I showed mercy, picked his tendons in his hands and feet, and smashed his leg bones, ensuring that he had no chance to turn over, so I tried to save him back." ”

Hearing this, Song Butian's expressions and I were a little complicated, and Fang Shiliang was even more stunned and muttered.

Fuck me.

Compassion picks people's hands and feet? And smashed people's leg bones? If we don't show compassion, we can't devour our our lives alive?

"Hey, don't look at me like that, I didn't come up with the idea, he came up with it!" Dong Lao Xian'er said, raised his finger and pointed at Zhenjianghe, his face full of innocence: "He is the one who came up with the idea, and he is the one who did it!" ”

Seeing that he was sold, Zhenjianghe was not angry, but just looked at Dong Lao Xian'er with a little disdain, and spat at Xingzi at his feet.

"Did you save him in the end? Didn't burp directly? Fang Shi asked curiously.

"I was saved, but I didn't survive for half a day." Dong Lao Xian'er said, seeing that our eyes were wrong, he explained in a hurry: "It wasn't our hands, it was he who died!" ”

"He's at the end of his life." Zhenjianghe sighed.

"You mean...... He naturally died of old age? Song Butian asked tentatively.

"Sort of." Zhen Jianghe smiled, his expression was a little complicated: "That man looks older than us, his face is full of wrinkles, his hair has almost fallen out, and his face is full of age spots, but he himself told us that he is only thirty years old." ”

"What? What did he tell you? Fang Shiliang was stunned.

"Yes, after being rescued, he didn't even hate us, don't you think it's strange?" Dong Lao Xian'er smiled bitterly: "He seems to have seen everything, and he feels that he is relieved to die, not only telling us some things about himself, but also telling us some inside information about the Wuzi Prayer Drum." ”

"Inside information? How inside is it? Fang Shiliang asked with great interest.

"I've never heard of this, I've only heard it in his mouth, so I was also shocked at the time....... "Dong Lao Xian'er sighed: "The Wuzi Prayer Heavenly Drum is indeed a treasure with great power, but it also has a fatal place. ”

"It's alive." Zhenjianghe said coldly, with some fear in his eyes.

Hearing this, we looked at each other for a while, but no one said a word, except that it seemed to be beyond our expectations.

"That drum is going to be a man!" Dong Lao Xian'er gritted his teeth and said: "Although it has no consciousness of its own, it is not like the rare injustice of those appliances that become essences, but it has the instinct of cultivation, as long as it comes into contact with a living person, it will subconsciously absorb the fortune of the living, and then it will eat the essence and blood of the living person, and the life span is ........."

"It's been less than three years since that man got the Wuzi Prayer Drum." Zhenjianghe smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Three years, in a blink of an eye, it has become like that." ”

"Does anyone else know about this?" Song Butian asked.

"I don't know." Zhenjianghe sighed: "But I feel that even if someone knows, there will not be too many of them, after all, there is only one thing, and the number of times in this life is extremely small." ”

"Think about it, how many people in our line of work are eager to pray for the Wuzi Heavenly Drum?" Dong Lao Xian'er said helplessly: "No one knows the truth, so they will always use it as an orthodox magic weapon." ”

"Then why don't you say it?" Song Butian asked suspiciously: "One of you is the leader of the shamanic sect, and the other is Taishan Beidou of the Ma family, if you two stand up and say this, it must be ........"

"The Wuzi Prayer Drum was thrown by us twenty years ago, and it was thrown in a cave under the cliff in Changbai Mountain, and we were asked to seal it with soil outside." Dong Lao Xian'er lit a cigarette, took two puffs, and her expression was a little depressed: "I have done everything to this point, and I still stand up and talk more, isn't that idle." ”

"Now that magic weapon seems to be in Tieling." Song Butian said quietly.

Hearing this, Dong Lao Xian'er and Zhenjianghe looked at each other, and their eyes were a little surprised.

"That thing is in Tieling? This shouldn't be......." Dong Lao Xian'er muttered: "Could it be that someone has dug it out?" ”

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