Chapter Twenty-Eight: Seven Hundred and Twenty Degrees in the Air!
"You're halfway there? You said that you didn't invite Emperor Guan Sheng, but the Blue Dragon Glaive in Emperor Guan's hand? ”
Uncle Nine looked at Zhao Zheng with a strange expression, Qiusheng and Wen Cai only felt incredible and couldn't understand when the Qinglong Yanyue Knife could also be invited alone.
“…… Oh, yes! ”
Zhao Zheng nodded with a strange expression, he watched Guan Erye riding a horse and running, subconsciously tilting his head and dodging.
As a result, he successfully avoided Second Master Guan and stayed with the Blue Dragon Glaive Knife in Second Master Guan's hand, which was quite outrageous.
He felt that it should be his crookedness, which caused Guan Erye's divine power to be avoided by him from the department related to Guan Erye.
Only one Green Dragon Glaive is left!
Otherwise, he couldn't explain the vague and incomplete Glaive Sword Technique in his mind, or the method of killing the enemy.
It's a pity that the memory of those methods of killing the enemy with a knife is very vague, and it is also very incomplete, as he withdrew to invite God, those memories disappeared directly, although he wrote down ninety percent, but it was a pity that he didn't write down one percent.
“……”
Hearing Zhao Zheng's affirmation, Uncle Nine rubbed his frowning brows, to be honest, after living for so many years, he had never seen any scenes.
but
He's really never seen this meeting!
Leaving the Qinglong Glaive Knife alone, how did Zhao Zheng see the true appearance of those immortals, this is unreasonable!
It's not normal either!
Who asks the gods to see the true nature of the immortals?
Thinking about it, he pointed to the statues of Sun Wukong and Lu Dongbin on the altar expressionlessly and said, "You try again!" ”
At the same time, he added: "Well, and you don't hide this time!" In addition, don't think about inviting the Buddha of Meritorious Virtue and the White Peony anymore, don't think about Liu Bei either, how can you invite Liu Bei! ”
Let's not say that you are a Taoist priest of the Maoshan faction who opened his mouth to invite the Buddha, are you sure you can invite the white peony of Lu Zu's three operas?
Wait, Uncle Nine looked at the Guan Sheng Emperor and Sun Wukong who were enshrined on the table, as well as Lu Dongbin, which is the most mainstream worship of the gods today, and then thought about what Zhao Zheng said,
Liu Bei, Zhan Tan Meritorious Buddha, White Peony ......
“……”
Uncle Nine looked at Zhao Zheng expressionlessly, Zhao Zheng also looked at Uncle Nine, and in the end, Uncle Nine was silent for a while and then said.
"You can invite whoever you want to go back to, and then invite these three to practice today!" As he spoke, Uncle Nine pointed to the Guan Sheng Emperor, Sun Wukong and Lu Dongbin on the altar.
There is one thing to say,
He felt that Zhao Zheng's train of thought was ......
Uncle Nine hurriedly shook his head, no longer thinking about it, he didn't mean anything else, after all, he didn't know so much about the magic of please, so let's go back and let the four eyes test.
"Okay!"
Zhao Zheng nodded, and began to invite Sword Immortal Lu Dongbin, but the result was naturally successful, and after the effect of the magic dissipated.
Zhao Zheng ignored the pain in his body and looked at Uncle Nine expressionlessly, until Uncle Nine looked at the altar with a weak heart.
"Come, Zheng'er, you try again!"
"Okay!"
Zhao Zheng nodded, and began to invite Sun Wukong, until his head tilted, successfully avoiding Sun Wukong rushing towards him, leaving only a wishful golden hoop stick, he stepped back sideways, looking at the ninth uncle who raised his feet and was about to give him a kick.
"Master!"
"Ahh
Uncle Nine was stunned for a moment, silently withdrew his feet, twisted his waist and said, "Hey, I'm old, I haven't been active for a long time, and my muscles and bones are a little sore!" ”
Burst......
Qiusheng and Wencai couldn't hold back their laughter, Uncle Jiu's face sank, and he glared at Qiusheng and Wencai: "Why are you so happy!" ”
"Ahem, my friend has a baby, happy!"
Qiusheng couldn't help but smile and said, Uncle Jiu was stunned, looked at Qiusheng with a frown, and said in his heart that this must be another word with Zhao Zhengxue, and looked at Wencai: "What about you!" ”
"My friend also has a baby......"
Wen Cai opened his mouth weakly, and Uncle Nine smiled and said, "What a coincidence, it seems that your friend is alone?" ”
"yes, yes!" ×2
"That's right, what's your friend's name? Let's listen to it, interested in knowing the teacher! ”
"Zhang Wen!"
"Li Si!"
After Wencai finished speaking, he was glared at by Qiusheng fiercely, and Uncle Jiu didn't speak, just looked at Qiusheng and Wencai with a smile.
Uncle Jiu's smile was amiable, his face was full of kindness, and he was very kind, Wencai was moved to cry bitterly, Qiusheng was even more moved, his face turned pale, and his body took a few steps back because of excitement.
Looking at the three of the living treasures, Zhao Zheng rolled his eyes helplessly, and said strangely: "Master, I avoided ...... again this time."
Semi-ring,
After fighting with Zhao Zheng, Uncle Jiu kept rubbing his arms behind his expressionless hands, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"It's weird, why is this kid's consciousness even more powerful when he is still conscious!" Seeing that he threw the stick at Zhao Zheng, Uncle Nine wondered in his heart.
Actually, Zhao Zheng didn't say one thing, that is, even if he invited a complete immortal god, his consciousness was always there.
It's just that you don't have control over your body,
Well
Wrong!
He hadn't struggled, not sure if he would be able to take back control of his body, but he didn't think it was a big problem.
After all, what was attached to him was only the divine thoughts of those immortal gods, the divine thoughts composed of the power of incense and the laws of heaven and earth.
"Why don't you try again? Don't hide this time? Will you be examined and checked for the teacher again? Uncle Nine said with a straight face.
Seeing Zhao Zheng shaking his head and refusing, he only felt extremely sorry that he couldn't take the opportunity to beat him...... It's a pity to train your own martial arts, but I listened to Zhao Zheng: "Why don't you try it for the second senior brother?" ”
"Me?"
Wen Cai pointed to his nose and spoke, in exchange for the glaring of the ninth uncle, Wen Cai closed his mouth with a bitter face, and Qiu Sheng sneered.
"Can you not come?"
"Huh?" ×2
Uncle Nine and Zhao Zheng frowned in unison, and hummed lightly, Qiusheng swallowed his saliva and took two steps back.
"Say it first, don't hit me!"
"Huh?" ×2
"Ahem, I mean...... Little junior brother, you invite me to be possessed by a powerful immortal! Qiusheng's words turned sharply, and his eyes lit up!
"Okay!"
Zhao Zheng nodded, let Qiusheng stand in front of the altar, picked up the peachwood sword, stepped on the step, and after the tip of the sword picked up the rune paper and lit it, his right hand pinched the divine seal.
The mouth recited.
"The fragrance should be heavy, and the fragrance will be burned through the gate of heaven...... Nanchen and Beidou are full of skylight, and the colorful clouds are noisy...... Please ask the three benefactors of this altar and the holy Vajra deities...... It is very clear to instruct the disciples. The Divine Soldier is as urgent as the law! ”
"Please descend to the Demon Heavenly Venerable to show the mighty spirit!"
When the words fell, Zhao Zheng put away his sword, pointed at Qiusheng with his hand, and saw that Uncle Jiu's eyes widened, and he secretly scolded the stinky boy in his heart.
In the next moment, Qiusheng seemed to be fanned into a big pocket, and he turned seven hundred and twenty degrees in the air and fell to the ground suddenly.
"Oops......"
"What are you asking for?"
Uncle Nine glared at Zhao Zheng, the immortal god and the immortal god are different, who is the Demon Tianzun, that is the Zhenwu Emperor, one of the four saints of the Taoist Arctic, and the eighty-second incarnation of Lao Tzu.
Who is Lao Tzu, that is the incarnation of Taishang Laojun. Taishang Laojun, that is the embodiment of one of the three Qings!
Immortals can please,
But, you're a scorer!
Uncle Nine hurriedly went to check how Qiu Sheng was, but he was stunned as soon as he approached, and he looked at the red slap mark on Qiu Sheng's face.
"You have a grudge against the Demon Celestial Venerable!"
"Master, I don't want to know, I felt a pain in my face as soon as I came, and then I saw myself spinning in circles in the air!"
Qiusheng sat on the ground, covering his face and crying, not that he was fragile, but that this big really hurts.
“……”
possible
There's really a grudge, right?!
Zhao Zheng's eyes were thoughtful, although he really wanted to catch Qiusheng and let him shout to the Demon Swinging Tianzun, my life is up to me.
But the occasion is not appropriate.
Come to think of it,
Approached with concern.
"Second Senior Brother, are you okay?"
"It's okay, look, my face is swollen!" Qiusheng pointed at his face with pain on his face, and his mouth kept gasping.
Without him, it really hurts!
"Foreign restaurant, I'm invited!"
"Good junior brother, I know that you love me the most!" Qiusheng immediately stood up numbly, as if his face didn't hurt anymore.
Seeing that Uncle Nine looked at Qiusheng with disgust, he only heard Wen Cai say aside: "Little junior brother, I also want to go to the foreign restaurant!" ”
"No problem!"
After Zhao Zheng finished speaking, he looked at Uncle Jiu: "Master, you have also been busy all morning, let's go together, don't be tired all day." ”
Uncle Nine nodded: "You say this, I really feel very tired as a teacher, but forget about the foreign restaurant, you can just go, how can any apprentice invite a master!" ”
"It's not please, apprentice, this is filial piety!"
Saying that, Zhao Zheng looked at Qiusheng and Wencai, and the two hurriedly nodded in agreement, and Uncle Nine nodded helplessly.
"It's all up to you......"