Chapter 60: The Thousand-Armed Evil Buddha
Although a wave of small bean flowers was fierce, Luo Hong found some comfort in his heart.
However, compared to the happy Luo Mansion, Luo Hong felt that he was still incompatible with the entire Luo Mansion.
He returned to the study lonely and sat quietly on the Taishi chair, and on the desk, there was a human skin booklet.
Outside the window, the sun is just right, and the scorching sun is in the sky.
However, Luo Hong was waiting for dark.
He must redeem the reward at the moment when it gets dark, the moment the update is completed, even if he wants to be downgraded, even if he wants to degenerate into a little villain, Luo Hong must also redeem the reward!
This is his last stubbornness and dignity as a villain!
Just as Luo Hong was waiting for darkness, the bronze evil order that Luo Hong had thrown on the table before trembled, which trembled slightly, attracting Luo Hong's attention.
Luo Hong couldn't help but squint his eyes as he looked at the bronze evil order.
"I almost forgot about this evil order, Hu Zhishui and Blood Spirit Ji are dead, and now there is still one Tu Sanduo left. β
"This slaughter is more than three...... Who's it?
Luo Hong thought to himself.
"After the reward is redeemed, maybe it's time to find out this evil cultivator...... Received the command, let this son do evil with him. β
Time passed bit by bit, and of course, Luo Hong did not waste time.
After he sat for a while, he began to practice cross-legged, using the sword qi in his meridians.
Today, he is a sword cultivator in the realm of the eight-rank waterfall sword, the so-called waterfall sword, that is, he can swing the sword to cut the waterfall, and the strength of the sword qi and the number of sword qi are greatly enhanced compared to the nine-rank qi sword.
Whether he can cut the waterfall Luo Hong is not clear, but the change in the strength of the sword qi is deeply understood by Luo Hong.
......
Just when Luo Hong was immersed in practice.
Thousands of miles away in Gangneung Province.
The ancient and majestic city gate slowly fell, and across the moat, a soldier in armor stared at the tall city gate.
Under the city gates.
There was a scrawny figure, with a large wine jug pinned to his waist, holding a shiny bamboo cane, and carrying a huge yellow wooden box, walking out of Gangneung City.
Da Da Da ......
The bamboo cane beat rhythmically on the ground, figuring out where the road ahead was.
The figure walked unhurriedly, but under the gaze of many defenders of Gangneung Mansion City, he disappeared at the end of the official road.
On the castle tower.
There are officials in brocade robes, and there are also commanders in armor.
They looked at the emaciated figure that had disappeared with complicated expressions.
"In Anping County, Jiangling Prefecture, the traces of Chen Tianxuan, the dragon sword, appeared, killing four or two grades with one sword......" The long pale beard of the armor commander fluttered in the wind, and his eyes were a little cloudy.
"Wen Taifu sent a message and asked the head of the sect to go to Anping County, although the dragon sword is the second grade of the falling realm, but the combat power is unparalleled, one sword kills the fourth and second grades, why should the head of the sect go?"
The brocade-robed Confucian officials with white faces and righteous qi wrapped around their bodies frowned.
The armored commander smiled freely: "The prefect doesn't know, this Jianghu is also known as martial arts, there are many grievances in the martial arts, the head of the head of the head of the sect ranked first in the list of the ground, how many heroes and heroes are pressed by a silver gun, how many monks' dreams are pierced, and he is full of spirit, pointing to the sky, and he is the most proud in life." β
However, Chen Tianxuan, who was the head of the head of the head of the sect who went north to fight the tenth on the heavenly list, was defeated by the three swords in the 100,000 black cavalry watching the battle in Saibei, and fell from the top of the clouds to the bottom. β
The brocade robe official couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, as a matter of Confucianism, he only read the books of sages and sages, and he really didn't know much about the affairs of the rivers and lakes.
"Three swords defeated?"
The look in the eyes of the armored commander was a little solemn: "Strictly speaking, you will defeat the head coach with one move." β
"The first sword struck the silver spear, and the last two swords blinded the head of the sect in the eyes. β
The brocade robe official took a deep breath, this is a big hatred.
"Over the years, the head of the head of the sect has taught the soldiers to practice martial arts in Jiangling Mansion and cultivate their minds, but it is a blessing in disguise, but the cultivation is becoming more and more powerful.
Therefore, the only wish of the head of the sect is to fight with Chen Tianxuan. β
The armor commanded, his eyes a little fascinated.
"In this battle, if the head coach wins, he will soar to the sky, and he can even soar, and he can hit the top five in the summer list in the future. β
The brocade robe official is also the head of the chin, and the martial arts in the rivers and lakes are so heroic, which really makes people yearn for it.
"And what if you lose?"
The brocade-robed official asked curiously.
The Armored Commander looked at the end of the dusty official road and smiled.
"If you lose, then there will be no more gun king Yuan Chenggang in the world. β
......
The lonely night is quietly coming.
The bright moon is like a jade plate, hanging high in the sky, embellished with stars, and has the cold arrogance of being left behind and independent.
The moonlight sprinkled onto the desk through the vermilion carved wooden window.
Luo Hong crossed his knees and closed his eyes to practice, and the sword qi around his body was constantly surging.
Finally, it got dark.
He stopped the running sword qi, opened his eyes, and gasped.
"It hurts...... It's like a thousand knives cutting through the meridians. β
Luo Hong shuddered all over, sword cultivation was as painful as ever, and as his cultivation improved, the more he cultivated, the more painful it became......
He really doesn't have any talent for sword cultivation?
Baring his teeth for a while, Luo Hong's gaze fell on the human skin booklet.
The five-day time has just arrived, and the reward pool should also be updated.
Luo Hong couldn't wait to turn to the reward pool page.
γReward Poolγ
Premium: Heavenly Demon Immortal Body (Sin: +??......? exchangeable)
1st Class: Evil God's Vision (Sin: +1,000,000 redeemable)
Second Class: Peak Spiritual Treasure, Evil Sword "Thousand Kills" (Sin: +10000 exchangeable)
Third Class: Mystery Rank Evil Art "Thousand Hands Evil Buddha" (Sin: +300~+1000 exchangeable)
Comfort: A serious Elixir of Gathering Evil (Sins +10/-1~-??......? exchangeable)
The update is complete!
Luo Hong's eyes lit up instantly.
His eyes fell on the second prize, and it soon dimmed, and the evil demand of the second prize was an astronomical amount for him now.
It's inflated, and I dare to look at the second prize.
Luo Hong looked away and landed on the third prize, the exchange request, there is no doubt that he meets it, of course, provided that the praise of the people in Anping County has not yet affected the sin of the human skin booklet.
As for the consolation prize, Luo Hong didn't look at it, and now the consolation prize is not worthy of his villain Luo Hong!
His finger was on the third prize, and just when Luo Hong's heart was empty, the feeling of the world spinning exploded.
Luo Hong was immediately overjoyed!
It's done!
He had seized on the loophole in the human skin.
As long as he redeems rewards fast enough, compliments can't keep up with him!
The exchange has been exchanged, what can you do with me!
Bang!
Luo Hong only felt that his mind seemed to explode in an instant.
The Xuan-level evil art "Thousand-Handed Evil Buddha" instantly poured into Luo Hong's mind, this is the Xuan-level evil art, not a technique, but a technique!
It can be said that it is a combat skill!
Although his head felt like it was about to explode, Luo Hong was very happy, he was also an evil cultivator who had mastered evil arts!
Airplanes......
There seems to be a golden lotus blooming, the lotus sits on the golden body of the Buddha, the Buddha's light is peaceful and sprinkled, and all things are born.
Suddenly, the Buddha smiled evilly, the world was lonely, the Buddha's light shone on the earth, and everything withered.
The Buddha smiled. β
"I am an evil Buddha, laughing at the withered flowers, and frost killing all the grasses. β
Sanskrit is like an abyss.
Luo Hong felt that his consciousness had fallen into chaos and was trapped in prison.
It seems that the Buddha stretched out ten hands behind him, and the evil smile at him made him creepy.
Luo Hong was sober, only feeling a period of malaise and sleepiness, and his whole body couldn't help but be soaked in cold sweat.
"It's really an evil art, an evil art that attacks the spirit, and it almost makes the spirit lose and turn into dementia......"
"It's so strong! It's just that the consumption is a bit big, the evil Buddha stretches out ten hands, which is enough to affect the seventh-rank monks, if my spirit is strong enough, the evil Buddha stretches out a hundred hands, or even a thousand hands, I'm afraid it can make the sixth, and even the fifth-grade instantly fall into confusion......"
Think about it, how terrible it is to be confused in battle, and you can only let the mermaid slaughter!
It's just ...... Yin people must have evil arts!
Luo Hong felt that it was very in line with his temperament.
Evil enough, bad enough!
PS: Ask for a ticket~