"The Moment of Demons" - the plot is followed by eighty-seven chapters and eighty-eight chapters

"The plot has been triggered!" Chen Tingzhi, who was in retreat and pondering Taoism and the Sea of Suffering, suddenly opened his eyes, and the aura of the protagonist on his body was fluctuated by another rising luck, and after pinching his fingers, he came to this result.

"Interestingly, even if this plot ends, it will not affect the stability of the world, but the life and death of the protagonist are more critical. Although the protagonist is not an undead and this world is not woven by him, this protagonist is an anchor that stabilizes this virtual world. Then I'll just intervene, in case this guy dies, it's bad. ”

Chen Tingzhi thought about it, stretched out his hand and touched a soybean, and then the black water in his body surged, and the mana frantically poured into this soybean, and then with a flick of his fingers, the soybean flew into the air, tumbling and turning into a golden figure, emitting dazzling golden light from all over his body.

"It's too bright, a little more restrained." Chen Tingzhi snapped his fingers, and the golden figure changed instantly.

The glow generated by the excessive mana in his body was forcibly shaped into golden hairs by Chen Tingzhi, which lowered the figure from a hundred-watt light bulb to ten watts, and also made this yellow turban wrestler become a golden monkey, and there was a strange long tail on the tail vertebrae, a tail composed purely of light-shaped hairs.

"Combined with the amorphous energy body of the Yellow Turban Lux itself and the False Dao Technique, it can be as ever-changing as Sun Wukong, um," Chen Tingzhi pinned an idea on it, making the eyes of this golden monkey instantly smart, "You are called Hanuman, it just so happens that your skills are the same as Hanuman in "Ramayana", and you are going to help a man defeat the demon and regain the girl." ”

The Yellow Turban Lux named Hanuman has the idea of Chen Tingzhi as the core of his thinking, although he has not obtained Chen Tingzhi's thinking sustenance, that is, he has an independent subjective thinking consciousness algorithm, but he still has part of Chen Tingzhi's character, that is, indifference. Even though he was a Taoist Yellow Turban wrestler, he was given the name of a Hindu deity, and Hanuman didn't care.

"I went." Hanuman directly left the Qingniuguan quietly with the earth-walking dao technique in the mountain-shaped gate of the seventy-two changes of the earth-shattering demon, and then switched to the stealth dao technique in the mountain-shaped gate of the seventy-two changes of the earth-shattering and the longitudinal golden light dao technique in the mountain-shaped gate of the thirty-six changes of Tiangang, concealing the divine form, jumping forward, the golden light was shining all over, and the rainbow flew away.

"Dusk, at the moment of the devil, I hope this protagonist can hold out until my yellow turban wrestler arrives."

Chen Tingzhi didn't care about these miscellaneous things, and continued to deduce his own cultivation exercises, after all, he has now embarked on a brand-new path that has never been seen before, and all mental methods can only be used for reference, and he needs to create his own, but the two Dao techniques of the seventy-two changes and the thirty-six changes of Tiangang are broad and profound, so that he will not have nowhere to start.

In Gaofu City, on the back mountain of Gaofu No. 1 High School, Guan Qunding, a teenager who had failed to confess, walked on the sheep intestine trail with a white plastic bag in a frustrated manner.

"Whew, the scenery here is good!" Guan Qunding came to the mountain temple on the edge of a cliff in the back mountain, and watched the sunset behind the ancient temple dye the whole sky red, gilding the ancient temple, and suddenly the depression in his heart dissipated a lot.

In the dilapidated mountain temple, Guan Qunding found a fairly complete incense case under the half-poured mountain god sculpture, moved the incense burner on it, and then took out a love letter from his pocket.

"Heh, it's back to me in the end." Guan Qunding smiled bitterly, the boredom in his heart became thicker and thicker, and there was a faint coldness and tingling pain in his chest, which was the feeling of heartache.

Guan Qunding wiped the love letter as a tissue, and then took out a few canned beers in the white plastic bag, as well as a few drunkard peanuts, pickled pepper and phoenix feet, and put them on the incense table, and then Guan Qunding put the plastic bag as a cushion under his buttocks, and sat on the ground in the mountain temple full of dust and fallen leaves without care.

Drinking and eating, crying and screaming to relieve sorrow, but the wine is more sorrowful. As his name suggests, Guan Qunding is an extroverted personality with a wide range of friends, but he likes to hold some things in his heart, and when he suffers alone, he will share his joy with others, but he is unwilling to share his sorrows with others.

Therefore, Guan Qunding will carry wine and food to the back mountain alone to hide, borrowing wine to drown his sorrows.

The sun was in the west, Guan Qunding was drunk, and in a trance, he saw a magnificent mountain god sculpture with three heads and seven hands blinking at him, revealing a strange look, and the corners of his mouth were down, as if he was angry. Suddenly, a chill rose from Guan Qunding's tail vertebrae and spread throughout his body and into his brain.

Guan Qunding rubbed his eyes, and then looked closely, but he found that the mountain god sculpture was still half down, and even the head was not left, and he only saw one hand, and he took three songs and seven hands?

"It seems that I'm so drunk that I even have my eyes spent," Guan Qunding smiled and hiccuped, "It's just that a good drunk can relieve a thousand sorrows?" Why do I feel more pain in my heart and liver now......"

Halfway through his words, Guan Qunding planted his head on a pile of garbage on the incense case, and fell asleep with a loud snoring.

"Purr, Purr, Purr, Purr......"

A piercing ringtone of his cell phone reached Guan Qunding's ears, reviving his consciousness from the darkness.

"Hey, who?" Guan Qunding, who was sleeping in a daze, took out the phone from his body, didn't even look at the caller ID on it, and answered it like this.

"Who? Stinky boy, I'm your dad! ”

The roar on the phone made Guan Qunding instantly agitated, sobered up, he hurriedly turned his head to look, and found that it was already full of stars outside. Guan Qunding suddenly chuckled in his heart and swallowed involuntarily.

Oops, accidentally overslept!

"Dad......"

"It's Friday and tomorrow it's the weekend, so you can go out and play all over tonight, but what time is it!! Aren't you ready to come back??? "I was calm as I said earlier, but from the back, Guan Dad's voice became as loud as thunder, which shook Guan Qunding's ears.

"I'm sorry, Dad, I accidentally fell asleep in the mountain behind school."

"A high back mountain? What are you doing there? Daddy Guan's voice was suddenly filled with a strange meaning, which seemed to be full of hesitation and surprise, but was ignored by Guan Qunding, who was in a hurry to explain.

"It's nothing, just come and see," Guan Qunding hurriedly changed the topic, if he let Guan's father know that he came to drink to relieve his sorrows because of the failure of early love, he would really be beaten to the hospital, "As a result, I also found a mountain temple." By the way, I just fell asleep while resting in the mountain temple when I was tired of walking, so I missed the curfew time to go home. ”

"You're still sleeping in that place? Aren't you afraid of being bitten by insects in the mountains and then poisoning to death? Also, the mountain temple in Zhulong Mountain is very old, and there are antiques everywhere, and it is being renovated interestingly, so you didn't mess with the things inside, right? Break something, I sold you for money! ”

Father Guan's tone was tough and domineering, full of warning and worry. It's just that buying these warnings and worries is not aimed at the issue of antiques and compensation, but there are other mysteries.

But Guan Qunding couldn't hear so much meaning, although he had a seven-trick heart, but now he was overwhelmed by his father's anger, panicked, and wanted to calm his father's anger, how could he still have the heart to ponder these voiceovers.

"Dad, don't worry, I just came in and took a nap and didn't touch anything." Guan Qunding glanced at the incense case full of garbage and the incense burner that seemed to have been kicked to the side by himself in his sleep.

"Really?" Daddy Guan's tone was full of doubts, and then the conversation changed, "Forget it, I don't care what the hell you know, what time is it, hurry up and come back to me!" You kid remember, you want to ......"

"Understood! I'll hang up first, and I'll go back right away! Guan Qunding hurriedly hung up the phone, ignoring what Guan's father on the other side of the phone had not finished speaking, he hurriedly sorted out the surrounding garbage, stuffed it into a garbage bag, and then put the incense burner and incense case back in place.

"Forgive me, the little one is ignorant, I offended you! You have a lot of them, so let me go. Looking at the mountain temple that had been restored to its original appearance, Guan Qunding breathed a sigh of relief, bowed pretend, and then picked up the garbage and turned around and ran out of the mountain temple.