Chapter Eighty-Seven: Black Silk Mushrooms, Foreigners
"What the hell is this?"
Su Jichen felt that this feeling was somewhat familiar.
I remembered it, just like when I rushed into the void.
"Foreign?"
The Void is terrifying, Su Jichen has been taught.
If it weren't for Dahua's fast running, it was estimated that one finger could kill Su Jichen hundreds of times.
Gu Zhijie's figure is not so powerful, but it also has a familiar feeling.
So Su Jichen had to take it seriously.
"That...... Why did you tie me up? ”
Gu Zhijie was sweating profusely, hoping that Su Jichen would let go of himself.
But Su Jichen said that if you are serious, you have to be serious, and you can tie it up with the ground-level spirit weapon Qihai Binding Dragon Rope obtained from the Great Zhen Treasure House.
Even if it is a dragon, it can't get out if it's trapped.
Gu Zhijie was about to cry, he originally thought he had met a savior, but it turned out to be a killing star.
Su Jichen patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Don't worry, this is for your and my safety." ”
Don't worry, hell.
Gu Zhijie was even more uneasy.
Su Jichen didn't care about him, and after tying up Gu Zhijie, he was ready to explore this temple again.
At the moment, there may be something in this temple.
The five senses opened, and Su Jichen opened the Divine Eye Demon Pupil.
I saw Gu Zhijie, and there was a black thread connected to his body.
If it weren't for Su Jichen's ability to see at night, I'm afraid he wouldn't really be able to see it.
Following the direction of that line, the black line extends all the way into the temple hall.
Su Jichen came to the Buddha Hall.
The Buddha statues that stand all around are now completely intimidating because they are uncared for.
"It's that smell again."
With a frown, Su Jichen smelled the same smell as that monster.
"Stand back."
He said in a quiet voice.
Gu Zhijie looked at the five flowers on his body, and fell into deep thought, how can he retreat?
Su Jichen has already pulled out the fight.
With a punch, all the Buddha statues in front of him were shattered.
"I'm a ghost, but I didn't expect the Buddha to have his heart."
Ten terrifying auras struck, and under the clay sculpture of the Buddha was a monster with a black appearance.
As the Buddha statue was shattered, everything inside also woke up.
After seeing Gu Zhijie, they immediately rushed out.
Gu Zhijie was so frightened that he screamed loudly, and his legs went limp.
Su Jichen was calm, and the moment the monster approached, a thick oil-like liquid poured out from under his feet, swallowing all the monsters into it.
"Yin Thunder Method."
The monster wrapped in the yin thunder let out a terrible scream, which made Gu Zhijie extremely uncomfortable.
Su Jichen frowned, this is not dead?
"Canghaitan."
Yin thunder gushes out, and the monster is trapped inside like no money.
It lasted for a full cup of tea, and the monster inside gradually stopped moving.
Su Jichen could feel the monster in the yin thunder gradually weakening, he was not careless, and his hands bloomed with thunder light.
The thunder sword swept out, slicing through the ten monsters.
The pungent smell came instantly, and Su Jichen urgently turned off his sense of smell, but Gu Zhijie was not so lucky, and almost died here.
"This taste...... Is it medicine? ”
Su Jichen distinguishes the taste, and after the yin thunder is withdrawn, ten monsters are still crawling over.
He raised his hand and slashed off the monster's hands and feet with a few more swords.
Rao is like this, and the monster's vitality is still amazing.
"It's out of the ordinary."
Su Jichen stepped on the stumps of these monsters and walked in front of the Buddha who occupied the center of the Buddha hall.
This Buddha was shattered, and instead of revealing a monster, there was an elixir.
"It's the same as the smell of those monsters, did you eat this?"
Su Jichen stared at the pill, thinking about whether to try it.
After thinking about it carefully, looking at the miserable situation of those monsters, Su Jichen still shook his head and forgot it.
Although he is invincible to a hundred poisons, what if it is one hundred and one poisons?
Su Jichen, who spared his life, put away the pill and smashed the Buddha without fear.
A tunnel underneath is revealed.
"It seems that the Buddha Hall is not dedicated to worshipping Buddha."
Throwing Gu Zhijie in to explore the way, Su Jichen jumped down.
There wasn't much room in the darkness, and a trace of creation ignited in his fingertips.
The scenery in the space is unobstructed.
The first thing that catches your eye is a corpse.
Unlike the one on top that turned into white bones, this one was as if it had just died.
It was an old monk, so old that he looked like he was about to become a monster.
Su Jichen walked over and observed carefully, although the old monk was dead, he was still alive.
"This person's realm is not low."
But even if the realm is not low, the freshness of this physical body is still too amazing.
Su Jichen observed the surroundings, and one by one the utensils caught his attention.
"Alchemy furnace, this is a black silk fungus?"
In the bowl-like vessel, a white silk thread inside made Su Jichen's face condense.
"I see."
He'd seen the nigra fungus, and he could probably tell why the monsters out there were the way they were.
Looking at the old monk, Su Jichen sneered: "Another person who chases immortality and goes to the crooked path. ”
Black silk is very rare, but there is one thing that can live in it.
After this kind of parasitism, it is like a zombie, without its own consciousness.
"Shouldn't the nitritophila be gone in antiquity?"
Su Jichen had puzzlement in his eyes.
This thing was originally brought in by foreigners in ancient times, and was later destroyed by the human emperor.
And along with it was the foreigner.
"Or is that alien not dead?"
Thinking of a possibility, Su Jichen instantly felt as if he had touched something terrible.
Looking down at the black silk fungus, he suddenly realized that the black silk fungus was alive.
The black silk fungus does not parasitize other living organisms and cannot survive for too long, so it stands to reason that this black silk fungus should be dead.
Unless......
He turned his head and looked at the old monk.
"You're not dead."
When the voice fell, Gu Zhijie couldn't help but be stunned, and said strangely: "Didn't you say he was dead?" ”
"I still can't hide it from you."
A hoarse voice came from behind him, and Gu Zhijie felt a chill from the soles of his feet to the heavenly spirit cover.
Looking back with difficulty, I saw that the dead old monk actually raised his head at this time.
A smile erupted from the wrinkled face.
"You recognize the nigra mushroom, it seems that your origin is not small."
The old monk stood up strangely, as if he was not used to it, his hands and feet were extremely uncoordinated, as if he would fall down in the next second.
Su Jichen pulled Gu Zhijie over and said coldly: "You still have sense." ”
"Of course."
The old monk nodded as a matter of course, revealing a mouth full of black teeth, "Those disciples didn't become like that for nothing. ”
The old monk staggered over, his eyes covered with black silk, and said with a smile: "I have waited for a thousand years, and finally the best one has come." ”
"You're going to make him happy."
Su Jichen opened the Divine Eye Demon Pupil and saw a strange figure behind the old monk, just like the person behind Gu Zhijie.
"Great Black Sky Demon Lord, your body has arrived."
The old monk's body erupted with terrifying power, and Gu Zhijie couldn't bear it.
Su Jichen bloomed with the power of the true dragon to contend with it, and a drop of cold sweat flowed down his forehead.
"What about the big and small places that are good, why are they all monsters."
Su Jichen was about to scold her mother, there was a foreigner who survived in ancient times.
You have to be unlucky to meet it.