Chapter 452: Ghost Gate
"Business ......"
"Wang Ye ......"
"Who's calling me?" Wang Ye opened his misty eyes and found himself standing in darkness. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Failed......
Wang Ye gently opened his left hand, only to find that the number 2 on it was still there.
"Yes, I'm here. The voice suddenly approached.
When he turned around, he saw the charter justice standing behind him.
"I'm here ......"
"I'm here ......"
"I'm here ......"
"I'm here ......"
Before Wang Ye could ask anything, several identical voices sounded in all directions like echoes, and when he looked around, he saw that the sky was full of images of chartered princes, and each chartered prince was rhythmically moving the martial arts steps of Tai Chi in his own range, some of them were young, some were old, and if you look closely, you will find that they are the epitome of all the time periods in the life of the chartered prince, and they are at different times and at different ages.
Countless of his ever-changing Tai Chi hands in this void world, the shadows are faint and faint, and they are either dressed in black or white, surrounding all the spaces around Wang Ye, forming a complete gossip array in a trance.
"Woo......"
Two long chirps came from above, and when I looked up, I saw two huge yin and yang fish, one black and one white, spinning and swimming overhead, biting head and tail, forming a vivid Tai Chi.
"Business ......"
"Business ......"
Countless voices rang out all around at the same time, and Yingying thousands of miles were endless. All the chartered male phantoms looked at Wang Ye at the same time at this moment, and the picture was a little terrifying for a while.
"Ready, karma ......"
The phantoms spoke in unison, and the words fell, and countless waves of phantoms rushed towards Wang Ye's body at the same time, and before Wang Ye could react, the first phantom had already penetrated through Wang Ye's body.
"Ah!" Wang Ye hissed and let out a miserable scream, the phantom was incorporeal, but when it passed through Wang Ye's body, it seemed to affect all the pain nerves, and the pain made the corners of Wang Ye's eyes crack, and the bones of his entire body were about to be shattered.
Hold on! Hold on!
He told himself over and over again, gritting his teeth, but without his time to breathe, the second, third, and fourth phantoms pounced one after another......
A large number of phantoms "whirred" through his body like gusts of ghostly wind, and each phantom disappeared after crashing into his body, as if it was one with his soul.
The heart-rending pain tugged at every strand of his skin, every tooth, even every hair. In the scream, his pupils, nose, mouth, and ears were bleeding, and drops of blood even seeped out of every pore around him, like an ancient sweat and blood BMW.
More and more phantoms crashed in, pain took over his entire brain, he could feel his spirit slowly losing consciousness, his blood-stained vision becoming more and more blurred, his mind drifting between wakefulness and trance, his consciousness seemed to be walking on the thin ice like paper, and he would collapse at any moment.
"Ahh
"Karma, don't be too nervous, take it easy. The voice of the charter man came into Wang Ye's ears again, and the voice was like a beetle, drilling directly into Wang Ye's brain along the eardrum.
"You've grown so big, you must have heard some songs, right?" the charterer's voice continued: "Everyone has a different understanding of Tai Chi, the extreme of Tai Chi is Wuji, floating in the form and returning to the heart, thinking of the songs you think is about Tai Chi in your heart, and singing softly in your heart, it may make you feel more comfortable......"
Song?
Wang Ye was so painful that he was about to lose consciousness, and he tried to think about it in his memory, but all he remembered were pop songs or TV series theme songs that he had heard when he was young...... There is no such profound song as suitable for Tai Chi......
But speaking of which, there is really a TV series theme song related to Tai Chi.
The pain affected all the nerves in the brain, and there was no time to think about it, Wang Ye sang the song silently in his heart directly according to what the charter man said, and the singing rhymed, and Ying Yingjian really relieved the severe pain in his body a little.
More and more phantoms crashed into Wang Ye's body, and he sang in a low voice, immovable, if anyone could see this picture from the outside, I am afraid that they would think of the scene of the Buddha's tribulation in ancient mythology.
The process lasted for ten minutes, and when the last phantom crashed into Wang Ye's body, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", his eyes went black, and the world fell silent......
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on a small narrow bed, a warm breath enveloping his body, making him warm.
"Wake up, don't move. A cruel voice came from beside him, and when he turned his head, he saw a fat woman sitting on the edge of his bed, with a pair of hands pressed on his abdomen, and the source of warmth came from the palm of the fat woman.
Next to the fat woman was a beautiful mixed-race woman, none other than Elise.
"Chartered wife...... Wang Ye opened his mouth gently, but the voice came out like a leak, his eyes lightly aimed at the window on the side, from the reflection of the glass, he saw that his whole face was blurred with flesh and blood, and in many places there were even only white bones left, and his body was also covered with wounds of all sizes, as if he had been bombed by bombers on the battlefield of World War II.
"This ......" Wang Ye's hideous face startled him.
"Be content, it's a miracle to survive. The charter woman slowly put away her hand, pointed her fingers to the two points on Wang Ye's body, and said to Elisi next to her: "These two acupuncture points, needles." ”
Two silver hairs squeaked into the place of her fingers, and a red light of blood healing flowed down the silver hair to him, gradually healing his body at the acupuncture points.
"Lie down in peace, though this friend of yours has magical healing skills. But your injuries are related to internal strength and cultivation, and the treatment is not urgent, so you can be healed by lying here for a day. The charter lady said lightly.
"What about the charter man?" Wang Ye hurriedly asked.
"He's fine, you saved him. The charter lady gently stepped out of the way, only to see another small bed behind her, and the charter was breathing evenly.
"He'll wake up in a while, so you'd better worry about yourself. The charter woman sighed and said, "It's a pity that he can't continue to teach you Tai Chi like he is now." Now his life's skills have been passed on to you, but martial arts, everyone has their own talent, what Tai Chi handed over to you is just a kind of martial arts concept, if you really want to become a generation of grandmasters, you still have to have your own martial arts. ”
The charter woman paused and continued, "If you can find that person, you can make a further breakthrough. ”
"I don't know which master you're talking about?" Wang Ye hurriedly asked.
"Master? No, no, no. The charter lady shook her head: "The person I'm talking about is just a beggar." ”