Chapter 483: It's Picking Up Shit Luck!
Ling Ruo's heart moved.
It seems that Li Weitian is right, the curse set by the Baidry Sea Ape is not to kill all the people of the An family, but because he is unwilling, and that resentment cannot be eliminated.
Instead of directly fighting and killing, it is better to let it dissipate that resentment, and the curse will disappear automatically.
And that resentment is An's betrayal.
Thinking of this, Ling Ruo put away the golden light umbrella, picked up An Anlin, and slammed his head on the bridge deck. Because of her strength, An Xinlin's forehead instantly turned red, and the blood and water mixed with the river water that fell on the bridge deck, and finally dripped down the rain leak into the Dayan River below.
"Senior, the way of heaven is just. The ancestors of the An clan deceived their teachers and destroyed their ancestors, and they had been deprived of their cultivation qualifications by the Heavenly Dao. Your vengeance has been avenged! ”
The phantom of the Hundred Withered Sea Ape stared at Ling Ruo.
After An Xinlin broke his forehead, he cried wolf in pain, and was stopped by Ling Ruo: "Don't howl, your ancestors can't live with others, now, you apologize to it on behalf of your ancestors." ”
An Xinlin was already aggrieved in his heart because he was pressed to kowtow, and he didn't do it anymore: "My ancestors' mistakes, why should I apologize?" What am I doing wrong? ”
Ling Ruo was almost so angry that he fell back: "From childhood to adulthood, in An's family, where did you eat and drink?" It's not all about the blessings of our ancestors! Since you have enjoyed the blessings of your ancestors, you should take responsibility for them. Don't be blessed, remember your surname An, and don't recognize your surname when you need to contribute! What's more, now it's not for you to throw your head and spill blood, it's just for you to apologize for the mistakes of your ancestors. Or do you want to die here? ”
An Xinlin's neck shrank, and he finally remembered that now was not the time for him to play the young master's temper.
He also needed these monks to save his life, for fear that the other party would be unhappy, so he threw him here and waited for death, so he honestly said: "I'm sorry." ”
Seeing that the Hundred Withered Sea Ape didn't move, Ling Ruo gently kicked An Xinlin: "Add the old ancestor in front, and also, be sincere." Remember, you're apologizing on behalf of Ann now. ”
It's so troublesome to apologize, Anxin Lin is also angry, and he kowtows three times to himself, and shouts in his mouth: "Ancestor, An's can't stand you!" I beg your pardon! ”
After so many years of persistence, the hundred dry sea apes suddenly dispersed.
The white phantom became fading and fading, it looked at the four people on the bridge condescendingly, and first glanced at Li Weitian, who was standing at the forefront and blocking the attack of the blade with the hilt of the knife, but its gaze skipped over Ling Ruo and the Anxin Forest on the ground, and finally fell on Song Wendao, who was sneakily probing his brain.
Suddenly, the white light was retracted and threw himself into Song Wendao's arms.
Song Wendao looked confused, subconsciously reached out to hug it, and then looked down, and saw that he was holding a slender bone the length of an arm in his arms, and his hand was warm.
He flung the bone into the air in fright.
Ling Ruo coughed lightly: "That's the inheritance of great power." ”
Song was stunned for a moment, quickly flew up, hugged the bone into his arms again, and then looked left and right with a thief's heart.
They were now shrouded in the mist dispersed by the river, and the people outside should not be able to see the situation inside clearly, and An Xinlin was lying on the ground with Ling Ruo's head pressed, and he should not have noticed what had just happened.
He hurriedly put the bone in the bag.
The mist slowly dissipated, and a rainbow crossed the Dayan River, reflecting each other with the Dayan Bridge.
After Ling Ruo pulled Li Weitian to jump onto the Dayan Bridge, An Zi'an was awakened by being pinched, and now he sat on the roof of the carriage again, looking nervously at the bridge.
Immortal Master Song and Fairy Ling should be able to fight through that curse, right?
When the mist completely disappears, the situation on the Dayan Bridge is clear.
Seeing that the bridge deck was empty, An Zi'an's heart was cold.
"It's over! Finished! We're going to be finished! An Zi'an clutched his chest, feeling like he was about to pass out again.
There was a small exclamation from the crowd, which made An Zi'an not faint at all.
"What's wrong again!" He asked in an unhappy tone.
"It's the big turtle! It actually went on the bridge on its own! Someone gave him a solution.
An Zi looked at it steadily, and found that Ling Ruo's big turtle automatically climbed onto the bridge deck without anyone commanding it, and slowly walked to the other side.
"Does this big turtle know that its master is dead and wants to be martyred? So spiritual? Someone asked, confused.
"That's not right! It is the call of the master that is heard! None of them died! It's already over the river on the other side of the bridge! You can hear the summoning from so far away, this big turtle really has spirituality! Someone shouted excitedly.
As soon as he heard this, An Zi'an was also excited, forgetting that one of his legs was useless, and he almost jumped up to see it clearly.
Sure enough, on the other side of the bridge, there were four figures standing, so small that they were almost invisible because of the distance.
An Zi'an incoherently pulled the collar of the person around him and shook it violently: "Count quickly!" Are there four figures over there? Is Anxin Lin still alive? ”
"That's right! He's alive! Young Master Zi'an! Dayan River's curse against our An clan has been broken! Gone! The person next to him said with tears in his eyes.
"Quick! Get ready! Pull out the camp! Let's cross the river! An Zi'an yelled hard.
The curse is gone, then his sin of losing the family heirloom should be minimized, and the dust has finally settled after worrying about it for so long!
An Zi'an can't wait to jump on one leg and dance on the spot!
The brigade will set off, and it will definitely not work for a while.
After the dragon head rock turtle crossed the river, they waited quietly on the side, and Ling Ruo and Li Weitian returned to the seat on the turtle's back. After pacifying the dragon-headed rock turtle, Song Wendao was also allowed to get on the turtle's back.
"I'm picking up shit luck! Inexplicably, it will be inherited from the sky! Song asked, he still hadn't come back to his senses, and he had a dreaming expression on his face.
He was trapped in the ninth layer of the refining body for many years, in order to find an opportunity, he sold his wealth and prepared to go to the secret realm of the Black Forest to fight, and even was so poor that he took Ling Wenwu's task for silver.
However, the Black Forest Secret Realm was uneventful, and he picked a few spiritual grasses, which was not a trip in vain, but unfortunately he didn't find the most desired fragment of the exercise.
After leaving the secret realm, he was fooled into exchanging the spiritual energy jade from the spirit grass for a pair of weapons, and when others were about to leave for the auction in Linhai City to find another opportunity, he was so poor that he could only take over the task of An's medicine delivery team again.
I didn't expect that in the end, the inheritance that I had been longing for was automatically sent to the door in such a daze.
"Moreover, it is still the inheritance that goes directly to the Jindan period!" Song asked the question, saying dreamily.
Before today, the Jindan stage was a realm that he couldn't look up to, he didn't think too far, the small goal was to break through the tenth layer of the refining body, and the big goal was to successfully build the foundation.
Judging from the ability caused by the phantom of the giant ape today, the inheritance he has obtained in this flat sky seems to be incredible!