"Senior brother has good eyesight!"

Seeing that Li Qing actually recognized the red needle in her hand, the Holy Mother of Wudang opened her mouth and praised it.

She didn't know that Wen Zhong had already sent her to the ends of the earth to snatch this treasure for Li Qing, but he recognized it with his own eyesight.

So a thumbs up.

When the words fell, the kind smile on the face of the Holy Mother of Wudang became stronger, and she joked even more: "Senior brother, look at it again!"

As she spoke, she casually raised her hand and threw the red needle in her palm away.

At that moment, I saw that the red needle was long in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a red stick four inches wide and eight feet long.

Although no one paid attention to it when it landed, it stood firmly on the ground, and the whole body was red and clear, like a blood jade.

The two ends are carved with cloud patterns, and the ghosts and gods are hooked in the middle.

I don't know what is strange about this stick, Li Qing just glanced at it casually, but his gaze could no longer be withdrawn. I only felt that my heart was suddenly angry, and I couldn't say how irritable I was.

At the same time, a strange cold aura emerged from the soles of his feet, and it actually flowed through his whole body in an instant.

Then, the world in front of him suddenly turned blood-red.

At this moment, when the Holy Mother saw the breathtaking red light in Li Qing's eyes, she waved her sleeves to cover the strangeness of this stick with her great magical powers.

When the strangeness of this stick was covered up by the Holy Mother of Wudang, the abnormalities on Li Qing's body slowly retreated and disappeared.

"Senior brother, how is this stick?"

When the Holy Mother saw that Li Qing's expression had recovered as before, she asked with a smile.

Li Qing took a deep breath, couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, and sighed: "The stick is good, but it's a little weirder than me!"

Our Lady of Wudang immediately burst out laughing.

When the laughter stopped, she winked at Li Qing and said, "This stick was specially refined for you by the sect master, of course it is a little weirder than you, if not, how can you see it?"

Li Qing was shocked when he heard this, and said in amazement: "The sect leader refined it for me?"

Our Lady of Wudang nodded lightly, and then looked at the stick standing on the ground not far away, and said: "The four pillars of heaven have their own abilities, and if they turn into sticks, one stick will support the sky, one stick will move the sea, one stick will level the mountain, and one stick will be filthy." This stick can be made in the Yellow Spring of the secluded capital, so it is called the Netherworld Stick!"

When Li Qing nodded when she heard this, the Holy Mother of Wudang smiled again: "There are many miracles in this stick, and listen to me,...... It was originally a turtle foot that supported the gods, and then passed through boundless merit. It is not stained with red dust and the world is filthy, and it is clear and cold. The two ends are engraved with nine heavenly clouds, and there are ghosts and gods in the middle. Shangqing personally went to Huangquan to forge and ordered Wan Xian to bother. Twenty-eight nights add divine power, and the four heavenly kings fill immortal skills. The body is according to the four seasons and eight sections, and does not fall into reincarnation to shake the gods. Be big or small, and alarm the gods and make the heavens shocked. Waving the dim clouds and dark stars, the gods and demons are all timid. Raise the stick over the first ten thousand immortals, and the old dragon is shocked when he lands on the ground. The cold enters the secluded capital, and the blood light is like the sea flooding the underworld. The Ten Halls of Yan Jun had nowhere to hide, and the ghost emperors of the Quartet were all wailing. There is no such stick in the world, and there is no such soldier in the sky. The filth and filth of the world are cold, and the sky stands for hundreds of millions of years. As thick as the five mountains and as thin as a needle, it shatters the thunder and shatters the earth. rushed up to the clouds to destroy the Heavenly Palace, and went to the ground to crush the Senluo Palace. It is stronger than the innate soldiers, and it covers the old man's furnace. Mo Dao has no one in the world who knows it, and there is naturally a true spirit hidden in the stick. Beat the gods and demons with sticks, and turn the red dust into flesh and face. It is known that this stick is unparalleled in the world, and I hope you will hold on to it!"

When the Holy Mother said this with a smile on her face, she looked at Li Qing's eyes and said, "The sect leader asked me to spread the word to you, and when you cultivate into a Great Luo Immortal, this stick will only be revealed." ”

When the words fell, she gently waved her sleeves and fanned the stick standing not far away in front of Li Qing.

Li Qing subconsciously raised his hand to catch the stick, and suddenly a strange chill surged from his palm.

He couldn't help but shudder, and couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

"It's worthy of 'Shangqing went to Huangquan to forge', even I, as a zombie, almost couldn't stop the weird chill in this filthy nether stick. ”

As soon as he thought of this, he stood the stick on the ground with a 'bang', and then clasped his hands into fists and thanked the Wudang Divine Mother: "Thank you, Senior Sister, for giving the divine weapon!"

Our Lady of Wudang nodded lightly and said with a smile: "Now that you have obtained the divine weapon, you will hand over the Manifestation Erlang Zhenjun to me, so that I can explain to the sect leader!"

Li Qing nodded when he heard this, and then summoned out the Netherworld Blood Coffin, then pushed open the lid of the coffin, and went down to fish out the unconscious Erlang Zhenjun.

I saw that the Erlang God at this moment was no longer as majestic as before, his face was like white paper, his bones were like wood, and his goose yellow fairy clothes were loosely worn on his body.

It seems that the whole person has lost more than one circle, and even the momentum on his body is restrained and physical, and he no longer has the majesty he used to be.

When the Holy Mother saw this scene, she shook her head and smiled bitterly, pointed at Li Qing with her fingers, shook her head and said, "You, you ......."

The words fell and said: "Fortunately, I am here today, if it is another day later, this Manifestation Saint Erlang Zhenjun will have to let the Yuqing Saint personally take action in order to save him!"

As she spoke, she had already taken out a golden pill from her cuff, and then flicked it on Erlang Zhenjun's pale face with a flick of her fingers.

This elixir is also magical, and the next moment it falls on Erlang Zhenjun's face, it blooms with a soft golden light, penetrating Erlang Zhenjun's body.

At the same time, his body was snatched away from Li Qing's hands by a very powerful but soft force, and he was slowly brought to the Holy Mother of Wudang by the support of Jin Guang.

The Holy Mother of Wudang slowly raised her hand, opened her five fingers and gently landed on Erlang God's face, and then raised her head and glared at Li Qing, and said angrily: "You still want this Erlang Zhenjun to fight with you?"

Li Qing smiled, and hurriedly recited the mantra in his heart to take off the black robe.

At that moment, I saw that the black mist on his body was like a pitch-black flame, shaking and floating from his body, and then formed the original black robe a few inches above his head.

Li Qing was about to reach out and grab the black robe, but the Holy Mother of Wudang waved her hand to detain the black robe, and at the same time glanced at Li Qing, and said angrily: "Keeping this black robe will only be a disaster, but I may use it in the future, and I will keep it for you!"

With that, she casually stuffed the black robe into her arms.

Then the five fingers on Erlang Zhenjun's face suddenly pressed down hard, and he burst out in that old voice: "Manifest Saint Erlang Zhenjun, if you don't wake up at this moment, when will you stay?"

As soon as she spoke, Erlang Zhenjun's body suddenly burst out with a strong aura!

This breath was like a gust of wind, and it shook the clothes on the body of the Holy Mother of Wudang.

At the same time, scrape the ground three feet, and scrape up a layer of ground within a radius of 100 meters.

However, this momentum exploded quickly and disappeared quickly.

Like an epiphany, it only appears for a moment, and then disappears without a trace.

Then I saw Erlang Zhenjun's eyelids trembling slightly.