Lived, but not completely.

Not even a scream came out, the soul of the soldering iron head mountain god decisively abandoned his body and entered the statue, thinking that he had escaped and could temporarily seek shelter, who knows, with a wisp of remnant soul entering, the statue that had been deposited for an unknown number of years, suddenly moved.

She thought she had suppressed the statue of the mountain god, but after her soul entered the statue of the mountain god, the sacrifice that had been prepared for a long time was activated.

Or use the soul of the pseudo-mountain god as a sacrifice.

Just a moment.

The statue of the mountain god in front of the mountain, a strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the two mountain gods began to absorb the flesh and blood power of the soldering iron head in reverse, even if they lost their soul, the huge snake demon body still had extremely strong vitality.

Qi and blood are greatly replenished.

It's amazing.

The soldering iron-headed mountain god, who has been breathing for so many years, has not been killed by the idiot, and has not been suppressed by the rest of the people, but just when she was about to get out of trouble, she died like this.

Fool around.

Anticlimactic.

It's fantastic.

After preparing a plan for many years and struggling for so many years, just today, when he was about to get out of trouble, he turned into a handful of loess so easily, or he was absorbed by himself for many years, and almost succeeded in absorbing the power of the mountain god.

It gives a feeling of emptiness.

This feeling is a bit like when Lin Feng watched the drama back then, the wolf father of the Stark family in the north was cut off by Joffly the Great and hung on the city wall.

Who would have thought that the Lord of Winterfell, who had been splashed with countless brushstrokes to describe his status and dignity in the Empire, and who looked like the protagonist, would die at the hands of a wayward emperor in such a daze?

The main hit is unexpected.

The same goes for soldering iron tips.

Let you endure for a hundred years and accumulate for a hundred years, and you will be cracked so easily, not only will your soul be gone, but even your flesh and blood will begin to be eaten by the gods.

Nothing remained.

All of them became other people's wedding garments.

It's different from the game.

There seems to be a chasm between the mountain god and the pseudo-mountain god.

At least the sacrifice of such an injury, the statue of the mountain god can be stopped.

The pseudo-mountain god is helpless against this.

The two statues of the mountain gods became extremely smooth under the moisture of flesh and blood.

After the mountain god in front of him was bathed in blood, his whole body exuded extremely tempting fluctuations, attracting the surrounding snakes to walk towards this house.

The surrounding soldering iron heads and poisonous snakes began to sweep towards this side in dense form.

Going forward and following each other, they voluntarily turned into sacrifices.

It seems that there is an invisible line of life and death, which appears in front of the [Qingquanzhai Shrine].

All the creatures that crossed the shrine of Qingquanzhai lost all their essence and blood and turned into tributes to the mountain gods.

Became dry bones.

The blood continued to gather on the statue of the mountain god, two statues of the mountain god, out of the flesh and blood, the former mountain god was the first to recover, its body, the banyan tree qi root pierced fiercely, into the body of the mountain god of Niutou Mountain.

This is the so-called "first fat is not fat, and then fat overwhelms kang".

The former mountain god is not impregnated by the blood god as in the game.

He even had the last laugh.

The roots of the banyan tree emerged from the body of the idol and took root in the ground.

Not for a moment.

The thick fog here dispersed again, and strange fluctuations appeared in the mountains.

The dead trees are also gradually starting to turn green.

Those who are bewitched, they are still bewitched, even if they change an enemy, the result is the same.

There is no difference.

They walked towards the place where the shrine was kept.

The place where the shrine was enshrined, the statue of the mountain god, showed a terrible smile, and many "tree tumors" grew on his body, and these "tree tumors" turned into one face after another.

appeared on his body.

These "nodules" gathered together, emitting strange spells from their mouths, and the roots of the trees under their feet kept piercing downward, as if to communicate with someone in the mountains.

The people outside are still walking sluggishly.

and they will be turned into dry bones.

This time.

Suddenly there was a coughing sound at the door of the stockade.

"Ahem, ahem."

Someone coughed, and suddenly there was a pause in the stockade.

Even the fog froze.

Don't know when.

Outside the stockade.

A Taoist priest wearing a high-performance Taoist robe sat on a wooden sign outside.

"Almost."

The Taoist priest finished coughing in a fake way, and said lazily: "I see that you have planned for a thousand years, the six bodies are one, and if you divide for a long time, you will be divided for a long time, and you will be divided for a long time.

It's okay to eat some wild snakes, but if you eat people, things can't be counted like this!

You are not included in the roster of the Ministry of Rites, you are not included in the spring festival and autumn festival, and I am on the roster of Longhu Mountain, and there is no place for you, you should be among the wild gods!

The wild god who eats people is regarded as an evil demon, and everyone can be punished, I will ask the thunder god to descend the law, divide your body, punish your soul, destroy the temple and remove the sect, and plow to remove the filth! ”

As he spoke, the Taoist priest picked up the sign on the ground, put it on his shoulder, stared at the shrine, and said angrily: "Beast, don't wake up yet!" ”

Under the loud rebuke of the Taoist priest.

The shrine was silent.

After a while, the mist here turned into an old face, almost fifteen meters in size, extremely oppressive, this face stared at the Taoist priest who spoke.

The Taoist priest did not hesitate, and slapped his mouth on the face of the mist.

A small palm-sized purple flame burned on his face.

After a few moments, the face didn't say anything at the end.

Bai was slapped in the face.

The mountain god has no intention of retaliating.

The fog dissipated, and even Qingquan Village gradually disappeared.

But correspondingly, those people's deceptive techniques were naturally solved.

The Taoist priest looked at the noisy crowd that gradually began to wake up, and stomped his feet vigorously.

"Don't quarrel, if you quarrel again, I'll burn your mouth!"

The Taoist priest has a fiery temper.

Whether it is facing the mountain god or facing these people, he treats them equally.

Fair enough.

……

Outside the mountain.

The moon is almost gone.

Lin Feng incarnated as a tengu, and felt that the moon here was different from other places.

The moon here is exceptionally easy to absorb.

One class awesome.

These moonlights melted into his soul, and he felt that his soul began to condense together, and the moonlight turned into a solid, converging in the left eye, and gradually condensed into a symbol.

Strange symbols.

It's distorted like a spell.

What the specific effect is, Lin Feng doesn't know for the time being.

The practice of [Taiyin Body] is also strange.

Generally speaking, if you want to cultivate the Taiyin Body, you need to work hard to heal the shortcomings of this method in time.

It's a Fa-rectification, yes, but if it is practiced for some time, it needs to rest for a while.

And [Taiyin Body] is the same as the rest of the methods.

Precepts are required.

Restrain scheming.

Tie up your heart, and recite the scriptures from time to time to ensure that you don't gradually strip away from your humanity and become "too ruthless" because of your cultivation of the [Taiyin Body].

After all, if you really cultivate "too ruthless", it would be good to cultivate a little bit of "too ruthless" true nature.

I'm afraid that my cultivation will become four dislikes, and I will become a cold living dead.

Not all inhumanity can be called "too ruthless".

The method of cultivation will affect the state of mind of the practitioner.

Zhang Zhuoen did not tell Lin Feng about this.

But there is it in the Dharma.

However, Zhang Zhuoen obviously didn't think of one thing.

That is, he didn't understand Lin Feng's game mechanics.

[Taiyin Element] is a method for him, and it is a method that needs to be cultivated from time to time.

For Lin Feng.

This is the so-called law.

In fact, it is essentially a skill.

Just one press is it.

It's broken!

Lin Feng was unaware of it, and he was about to finish eating the emperor liquid pulp treasured by the soldering iron head.

After eating so much Emperor Flowing Pulp, he was about to condense the true talisman, and his mood did not change at all.

Don't say it's alienation.

Occupational diseases have not changed.

The feeling of complaining, the feeling of the king of rotten terriers, is still teasing his heart, making him want to complain all the time.

As for saying "too forgetful"?

How could he be too forgetful!

At this moment, in his head, he still remembered that his uncle cut his video income, and also standardized the processing of business orders and cut off his financial route.

When he thought of this, his heart was like a knife.

He will never forget such a thing!

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There is also a live broadcast room, which is like a matter of minor ios refunds.

and suffocated him.

The heartache of not only not making a penny, but also needing to paste it upside down and take out the money from his pocket made Lin Feng unable to forget.

There is such a bond.

He can't face everything coldly.

What is this little bit of cultivation compared to the refining of red dust?

It was also when he was practicing.

In Lin Feng's ears, a voice suddenly came from his ears, interrupting his cultivation, and even the old people who were singing around him didn't find out when this person came over.

"Who told you to practice like that?"

Lin Feng shuddered with fright, it was so dangerous that it was a "sword" to pass.

Fortunately, he restrained his movements, otherwise, he might have his head broken.

Because the person who asked him had a bad temper.

"Daochang Zhang?"

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, Lin Feng was really taken aback.

He never expected to meet Zhang Zhuoen here.

Even if you've already met the guide.

But Zhang Zhuoen is different.

He's a god.

Zhang Zhuoen carried a sign on his shoulder and stood in front of him with a big grin.

Zhang Zhuoen was not surprised to hear the young man in front of him call his name.

This kid learned his secret method [Taiyin Body], how could he not know him?

He believed that he was born of illegitimate children.

After all, he knows what he knows, and although he is reckless, he also knows that the law cannot underestimate the weight of these words.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Zhang Zhuoen glanced carefully.

Well, I don't see anything different.

Was he blind and found such a successor?

"Young man, you haven't offended me, have you?"

Zhang Zhuoen asked.

Lin Feng: "??? ”

Zhang Zhuoen: "You didn't offend me, who taught you to practice [Taiyin Body] like this?" Is there any discomfort in your body? ”

Lin Feng: "No."

Zhang Zhuoen: "Hey, you can't hide illness and avoid medical treatment, if you cultivate like this, even if I have an accident, how can you ......?"

His hand naturally rested on Lin Feng's pulse.

I'm going to talk about it a little bit.

As a result, the aura turned around Lin Feng's body.

Zhang Zhuoen: "......"

Well?

Strange.

Zhang Zhuoen didn't believe it, checked the pulse repeatedly, and then rolled up his sleeves: "Huh? Why are you really okay?

Are you the reincarnation of Taiyin Zhenjun?

This [Taiyin Elemental Body] of mine, you can be fine if you cultivate like this?

I'm Zhang Zhuoen, are you Zhang Zhuoen? ”

Lin Feng: "......"

Are you sick?

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