"Rongshan, what are you crying about?" Zhang Zhiwei patted Rong Shan, who was lying on the corpse crying and shouting, and said in his heart that this Lao Jiu just didn't care about the overall situation, and he didn't care about it when he looked at the corpse underground.

Rong Shan replied sadly: "Master, my master is dead. ”

"What kind of nonsense is this, do you have any other masters?"

"Other masters?" Rong Shan wiped his tears, looked at Zhang Zhiwei in front of him, and looked at the corpse on the ground.

He stood up suddenly, grabbed Zhang Zhiwei's arms and shook his head: "Master, is it your soul that wants to tell me who killed you!" ”

"Okay, don't shake it, the teacher is not dead, the one on the ground is just a shell." Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand.

"Shell?" Rong Shan looked at Zhang Zhiwei left and right, and whispered in his ear: "Master, have you practiced evil skills?" ”

"I'm too lazy to explain to you, anyway, I'm not dead."

Zhang Zhiwei didn't want to tell Li Huowang about it, the fewer people who knew about this kind of thing, the better.

Especially the nine apprentices in front of him, his mouth is looser than a woman.

"Heavenly Master, what should we do now?" Lu Jin asked, when Li Huowang was crying and shouting just now, all four of them ran away.

"Well, let them go." Zhang Zhiwei said, "There must be a purpose for the whole sex to make such a fuss this time." ”

"I just don't know ......"

"Master!"

Zhang Lingyu screamed and jumped down from the tree, hitting the corpse lying on the ground at a glance.

"Alas......" Zhang Zhiwei sighed, and had to say it again.

"It's okay." Zhang Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Master, all of the whole nature I met just now suddenly retreated, as if it was premeditated. ”

"Is it the same over there?"

Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself, he has always been eclectic in doing things, and there is no real way, but this time it seems to be premeditated.

Except for him, an old man, what else could make them so aggressive?

For the Eight Divine Mantras? Could it be that someone in all sexes wants to practice the Golden Light Mantra and the Thunder Method?

Suddenly, Zhang Zhiwei was startled.

The Eight Great Spells?

Eight Wonders! The rebellion of Jiashen! Tian Jinzhong!

He grabbed Rong Shan, "What about your senior uncle in Jinzhong?" ”

"Uncle Shi?" Rong Shan was stunned, "Uncle Shi is in the room, where can he go?" ”

"Didn't you want to take a good look at him? How did you get here? Zhang Zhiwei's tone was a little reproachful.

"I see that there is nothing going on next to Uncle Shi, the fire is raging here, and the disciple can't bear them burning the mountain, so he came."

"Confused!"

Zhang Zhiwei shouted, and the golden light spell of his whole body was activated instantly, running in the direction of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

When he came to the courtyard where Tian Jinzhong lived, there were no signs of a fight at the door, and it seemed that the battle outside had not affected him.

In the yard, a few frogs are croaking, and from time to time they stick out their tongues and swallow a few fireflies.

Zhang Zhiwei pushed open the old wooden door, and the scene in front of him made him silent.

When he entered the courtyard, he already knew the answer.

Here, it's too quiet.

In order to protect a secret, Tian Jinzhong insisted on not sleeping all his life, how could he make the yard so quiet.......

"Senior brother, it's hard work."

Zhang Zhiwei didn't cry, and he didn't have any other expression, he walked up to Tian Jinzhong, picked up the limbless body and put it on the bed that no one had slept on for decades.

The quilt on the bed is still new, and he will find someone to help Tian Jinzhong change it every year.

"Senior brother, I said you should sleep, if not, senior brother will help you keep vigil."

Zhang Zhiwei says this every year, but the reasons he gets are strange.

"Senior brother, are you old? We young people are the moon, I don't sleep, I don't sleep. ”

"I want to sleep too, but senior brother, look at the sky of Longhu Mountain, my bright star is indispensable."

"Stay up all night to cultivate immortals, the mana is boundless!"

Zhang Zhiwei changed the quilt on Tian Jinzhong's body and said with a smile: "If you think about others so much, you will definitely become an immortal." ”

"Master taught us to recite the Tao Sutra back then, and your kid really entered the brain."

"Sometimes, I really wish you could think for yourself, what is not in the world."

"Sleep, you think."

Zhang Zhiwei said, and slapped Rong Shan, who was kneeling on the ground as soon as he entered the door, into the wall outside.

Just now, Rong Shan's face was distorted like a stroke, snot and tears came out together, and his whole body kept trembling.

When Zhang Zhiwei slapped this palm, Rongshan's face returned to normal and began to cry loudly.

Li Huowang looked at his ninth senior brother, he was like this just now, if Li Sui hadn't called him, maybe he would have gone crazy by now.

Zhang Zhiwei's palm was completely to wake up the blood-soaked Rong Shan.

"Rongshan, don't disturb your Uncle Tian sleeping."

After a while, he came to Rong Shan and picked up this disciple.

This is a body that can break through Zhang Lingyu's golden light spell just by throwing a stone, but at this time, it is as soft and boneless as a woman.

Zhang Zhiwei patted Rongshan's back,

"Let's mourn, your Uncle Tian is gone, maybe it's a good thing for him."

"Lingyu, help your ninth senior brother to be smooth."

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhang Lingyu and Li Huowang, but the latter was no longer kneeling in place.

Li Huowang came to Tian Jinzhong, looked left and right, and touched his heart again.

"Master, this ....."

"No need." Zhang Zhiwei said, "Even if you can save him, he will seek death." ”

"The thing that your Uncle Tian cares about the most in his life is that secret, but now it has been taken away."

Li Huowang looked at Tian Jinzhong and said, "Master, Uncle Tian...... I'm not reconciled. ”

"Oh?" Zhang Zhiwei was stunned, "Why do you say that?" ”

"If he had the ability, he would definitely not be where he is today." Li Huowang said, "I heard from my brothers that Uncle Tian has tried to practice more than once. ”

"Yes, your Uncle Tian is like that." Zhang Zhiwei came up with Tian Jinzhong's appearance when he was young, not very talented, kind-hearted, and affectionate.

"So....." Li Huowang's whole body quickly carbonized, and he closed his eyes and was desperately thinking about Tian Jinzhong's every move.

In the hut, everything began to be stretched, the porcelain quilt became as thick as noodles, and the ground was churning up and down like ocean waves.

When these visions disappeared, Li Huowang opened his eyes.

And Tian Jinzhong, who was on the bed, also opened his eyes.

"Huowang, how do you ......"

Zhang Zhiwei just wanted to say something, but Li Huowang pulled out the purple spike sword from behind his back and inserted a sword into Tian Jinzhong's heart.

"Uncle Tian, I'm sorry, my ability is not enough, so I can only do this."

Li Huowang also knew that Xin Su had the ability to make his wishes come true, and he also practiced the exercises, but as long as he didn't want to, those things would change back.

He could imagine Tian Jinzhong alive, but he couldn't keep thinking about it.

The moment Li Huowang drew his sword, another handless Tian Jinzhong floated out from the corpse.

"Huowang, this is .....," Tian Jinzhong's clone said.

"Uncle Tian, this seems to be my ability, I don't understand the specifics, I only know that I can turn the people I kill into illusions."

"Some people can do it, some people can't." Li Huowang scratched his head, he really didn't know how to use this ability.

Otherwise, he killed the people according to the law, and the illusions should be overwhelming.