Chapter 259: Ghosts in the Mountains (2)
The man standing in the distance smiled and said, "I respect your wishes, but do you know what will happen if you go against me?"
Rotten Bamboo respectfully worshipped, "Knowing that the seniors know my sect master, they naturally look down on me as a junior. As a monk, I naturally pursue the light of fireflies, even if the rain from the sky is concentrated on my head, and the gushing spring hits my body, I dare not retreat, I feel that after coming here, this is my choice. ”
The human general stopped his gaze on him, and said with a contemptuous smile, "I am more and more aware of the shadow of the Phoenix Feather Sect Master in you, you can cultivate his Yin Void Sword Technique to the extreme, but your future will only be limited to his world." ”
"Yin deficiency swordsmanship, pay attention to softness. One slid up horizontally, one changed hands and flicked, each with endless energy, some could see the writhing lines inside, and some could see the rotating spring flow. Weakness is a fascinating way to make your opponent let down their guard and kill him. In the monk world, it is not a good technique, but his Yin Void Sword Technique is just a one-sided disguise. ”
"I know what he's going to get into. ”
"The Yin Void Sword Technique is the most powerful sword technique I have ever seen in my lifetime, and it is also the most promising sword technique I have ever seen. I know why because there are thousands of autumns in the sword, it integrates some laws and punishments of heaven and earth, and when fighting against the enemy, it can easily transmit the weak power in the swordsmanship. This sword technique will only become stronger and stronger, turning the aura and blood qi collected by the sword technique into the power of the aftermath and stacking it on hundreds of layers. ”
"At that time, it was the most terrifying time of this swordsmanship, you could see the collapse of the landslide, the wind and glory in the distance, the mountains and seas in the near backflow, people from the green onion can instantly turn into pale and decayed, and the distant life and sucking become yellow meaning. ”
Rotten bamboo listened carefully, "Why did my predecessor tell me this?"
The general sighed and said, "I think it's a pity that the Fengyu Sect Master died, such a person who values love and righteousness must always have a successor, but that person is not you, isn't it a pity, I think, if he lives to see your achievements, he will also be very happy." ”
Rotten Bamboo thought for a while, and said softly, "Although I have obtained the sword technique of the Phoenix Feather Sect Master, it does not mean that I have lost some shallow humanity, the monk has had ups and downs in his life, and he doesn't know when he will die." Then I want to assert myself once before I die
The person who chooses, my perception and my feelings tell me that if I retreat, I"
The person gently threw the jade plate in the air, and said lightly, "If you retreat, I will tell you the way out of here, and give you the jade plate, here is the last words of the Fengyu Sect Master, as well as the mantle inheritance of a lifetime." As long as you leave alone."
Rotten bamboo gritted his teeth and thought about it, and then said, "Me." ”
Again, "You can get far more than you seek." Why don't you take it back to your sect, you can't see your previous sect master?"
Rotten bamboo said ruthlessly: "Seniors, don't force me." ”
The man laughed wildly and crushed the jade plaque, "Do you know that this jade plaque is fake, and it is really on me." ”
Li Shuishan's brewing murderous aura wrapped half of his waist, and said to him, "General, if you are a general in the mountains, why do you have to say so many lies?"
The person will squint at Li Shuishan, and said majestically to him, "I still have to ask you, where does your yellow spring breath come from?"
Li Shuishan watched him wander away, his eyes glared at him like a lamp, and then a strong sense of crisis appeared in front of him, and his blood-colored eyes burst out with a murderous aura, rolling the surrounding night, pulling out a little white silk.
The human general snorted, "Your physical body is really what I need, even the ghost saint wants." ”
Li Shuishan did not take out the anti-scale boy sword, but chose to draw the sword colorful stone sword, and even pulled out some ink black around it, the white silk swayed, and the colorful filled the rear, the person will raise his finger and swipe lightly, a hole appeared in the dark night, and a sucking force appeared, but the dry wild ghost in the distance shook his fist to hammer the hole, and warned, "People general, don't be unreasonable to the guests." ”
A smile appeared on the stiff face of the general, "Old wild ghost, do you know how many of your descendants have been killed by me, they are all looking for death, and so are you?"
The green eyes of the dry wild ghosts, in the darkness below, there are several brittle wooden white boats, the corpses are filled with blood and water, when the wild ghosts scream, there are countless ghosts, and they face the world in front of them and disturb and sweep in.
The wild ghosts were turned by Li Shuishan and threw out dozens of feet of colorful sword light at the approaching wild ghosts, and the sky was sprinkled with bright colors, and people saw the ugly ink body in their eyes, like some big fools who were waiting to give up, but a squint in the back
The puppet with eyes like a man, opening and closing its eyes mechanically, can even imitate some of the surrounding sounds of running water.
Li Shuishan pointed at it with a horizontal sword, slapped at the sword, and the murderous aura rolled up rushed directly into the distance, and with a bang, a fat old man wearing Buddhist clothes stepped over, holding a handful of paper cranes in his hands, and gritted his teeth and wanted to escape after seeing the figure here alarmed, but in an instant, he turned back and swayed half of the paper crane in his hand.
Half of the paper crane is printed with a small human head with a silhouetted edge.
They fell into the darkness one after another, looking for different directions, some of them were overturned by an inexplicable aura after not walking for a while, and some of them were directly reversed and extinguished
Li Shuishan turned his head and grabbed a paper crane, the old man in a monk's robe frowned and glanced at it, didn't dare to say more, and flew towards a paper crane with a silhouette in the distance, and pulled a yellow cloud tail behind him.
"It's the wrong thing for you to go. "The dry wild ghost said in the distance.
The man puffed out his chest and pulled out a large black spear in the air, the runes turned, and the ghost's head poked out hoarsely, as if to provoke others, and behind his swollen robe, a blood-colored scale armor was exposed.
The scales were covered with beads, and the beads were covered with soot, seventy-two in all.
Li Shuishan's aura suddenly increased, ready to fight at any time.
The old man in monk's robe who walked in the distance just took a step, and he jumped into blood, and the paper crane in the distance cut off from the middle.
The person will no longer wait, condense the black spear in his hand, and say with a smile, "If you don't want to live, I will seal your soul first and then take away your body." ”
He pointed at the spear, "One is yang, two is yin, three is medium and soft, and three think about it." ”
The black spear suddenly burst out with fire-colored runes, and he clenched the spear stem, and asked with a solemn look in his eyes, "Ask for your own hardship." ”
Li Shuishan's multicolored stone sword was suspended between his hands, and he pulled it fiercely, forming five, ten, and fifty sword shadows, and there was a Dao texture on the sword, and the five colors turned into a white dragon, he patted the hilt of the sword behind him lightly, condensing a formation that was dissatisfied with the text, and the dry cicada Taoist sat in the formation and gritted his teeth and pressed it in a corner, he muttered, "I didn't want to reveal my identity in advance, but if I want, I'll show you, but the ghost saint, your heart is too big, and greed will only make you not far from death." ”