Section 2 Three Animals Become Essence

In his memory, he dragged a heavy body, he would gasp after climbing a few steps up the mountain, his legs and feet seemed to be filled with lead, he was sweating profusely, and he was embarrassed. Zhou Ji shook his head, and suddenly remembered the past, Dong Tianzhen Zhenren shouldn't fly with a sword, how could he end up in such a field?

After about a day and a night, Brother Ji led him to a mountain col, surrounded by peaks, backed by mountain cliffs, there was a simple thatched hut, which had collapsed for most of the time, and there were several white bones scattered not far away, half a skull, the gnawed tooth marks were clearly recognizable, and a Taoist robe was torn to pieces, and it was not shaped.

Brother Ji flew forward and circled around the white bones a few times, croaking and roaring, not without desolation.

Zhou Ji stepped forward and glanced a few times into the thatched hut, a table, a chair and a bed, although the workmanship was rough, but the polishing was very smooth, which was very different from the "penance" he expected. Brother Ji screamed a few times, lowered his head and got into the thatched shed, was familiar with the way, pecked at the head of the bed a few times, took out a jade slip, and sent it to Zhou Ji diligently.

"Hehe, thank you first, knock on the nail and turn your feet?" Zhou Ji took the jade slip, three inches long, half an inch wide, several minutes thick, I don't know how many people have rubbed and figured out, the corners are round, and the color is yellow. He suddenly became suspicious, and looked at it again and again for a long time, feeling a little familiar, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

The nether vitality is thin, the true yuan can not be moved lightly, he stretched out his hand and pinched, ingested a wisp of heaven and earth vitality, and pounced into the jade slip, after a while, the handwriting the size of a grain of rice appeared, as thin as spider silk, the color was red, but it was the ice heart of the Kunlun side branch Xuantong faction.

It's been a long time, the past is flooded, vividly, when he was attacked by a dove with a human face, fell into the ghost abyss, accidentally found a snow cave, got a dragon-seeking sword and a jade slip, and then dedicated it to his cheap master Xun Ye. Since Bing Xinjue was left here, this pile of white bones in the col may be the descendants of Xun Shi, or maybe not, but I just got this thing by chance, but when we meet, there is fate, Zhou Ji's sleeves flicked, rolled up dead branches and leaves, gravel and soil chips, buried the bones, and piled up a small soil steamed bun.

Even if there is a thousand-year-old iron threshold, there will eventually be a soil steamed bun.

A few cannibalistic monsters devoured the ascetic monk completely, and the ice heart trick fell into his hands, which can be regarded as a pearl secret cast, but fortunately, practicing this sword trick, he has to swallow the blood in the monster's heart every few months, and he will restrain the exercises. Zhou Ji turned the jade slip around between his fingers, trying to play some tricks, the jade slip was not a pen after all, and it fell to the ground after half a circle, he bent down to pick it up, and a strange smile appeared on his face, as if he missed it, and seemed to sigh.

Brother Ji flew to the branch to comb his feathers, peeked at him, but did not dare to urge, and was uncomfortable. Zhou Ji was empathetic, beckoned, and ordered it to lead the way in front of the search for those man-eating monsters. Brother Ji is simple-minded and simple-minded, flapping his wings through the forest and crossing the stream, and going straight to the west.

Turning over one hill after another, I saw a dilapidated ancient temple in the distance, and the demonic spirit was extremely dangerous. Brother Ji raised his wings to cover half of his face, glanced through the gap between the feathers, lowered his voice, and stammered, "That...... That...... Those ...... Eat...... Cannibalistic ......"

Zhou Ji narrowed his eyes and saw a broken plaque with the words "Red Lotus Temple" written on it.

Red Lotus Temple, good, good name, good mouth, there are temples and people worship, maybe there are villages and towns nearby. Zhou Ji strode towards the ancient temple, walked a few steps, did not see Brother Ji follow, looked back, but saw it standing on the branch, shy to cover his face with his wings, twisting and pinching, obviously there was the idea of "the gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall", and he was embarrassed to say.

He laughed and left Ji Ge alone.

When the red sun was in the sky, there was a sound of thunder and snoring in the ancient temple, one after another, shaking the dust on the eaves, burrowing into the nose, Zhou Ji couldn't help but sneeze, feeling unfinished, looking up at the sun, and sneezing even louder, this felt comfortable.

Two sneezes alarmed the monsters in the temple, the snoring stopped abruptly, and a thick voice shouted: "Hey, it seems that there are outsiders!"

Another feminine voice said, "It seems to be fresh human flesh, hehe, ho ho ......"

Zhou Ji looked through the empty door frame, only to see a mud Bodhisattva lying on the ground, face down, unable to see the appearance, the three-headed monster staggered, lazily crawling and talking, all of them are beast heads and human bodies, Kong Wu is powerful, one on the left hand is on the top of a bull's head, the right hand is on the top of a sheep's head, and the one in the middle is the most powerful, with a huge pig's head.

"It turns out that the three animals become essence, and the pigs are just fine, and the cattle and sheep don't eat grass, so how can they eat people?" he muttered a few words in his heart, slowly stepped into the temple, frowned and looked at it a few times, coughed, and asked: "The ascetic in the mountain col, did you kill it?"

The pig-headed monster was stunned for a moment, touched his belly and smiled: "What? Who is he? Who is he? Seeking revenge is coming? I don't care how many pounds and taels I have, the old birthday star hanged himself, and he is impatient!" He spat and spoke, speaking in a village dialect, very slippery.

Another sheep-headed monster said with pity: "That old man has a bone in his skin, he is skinny, he hasn't eaten a few mouthfuls of meat, he is panicking, and he is thinking about where to hunt wild food, and he sent it to the door by himself!"

The minotaur had a little look, and when he saw that Zhou Ji was wearing a Taoist robe, which was a little similar to the old Taoist priest in the mountain pass, he couldn't help but be suspicious, and he quietly let go of the way, silently, and his tendons and flesh bulged, like a little mouse drilling around.

Zhou Ji raised his hand and pressed it, the vitality of heaven and earth gathered in the palm of his hand, and pressed down on the sheep's head monster, he didn't have a weight in his hand, and suddenly pressed the other party into a meat patty, the flesh and blood were blurred, and it was miserable. The minotaur was suddenly startled, his face twitched, and he quietly moved his steps and hid behind the mud bodhisattva.

The pig-headed monster gasped, his brain couldn't turn around, and he shouted nonsense: "Okay, you old birthday star, you dare to kill the second brother of the sheep, come on, come on, you and I will fight for three hundred rounds......"

Zhou Ji beckoned to the minotaur and beckoned, "Don't go, sit down." ”

The bull-headed monster saw that things were very clear, hesitated slightly, sat on the ground with his ass, and honestly obeyed his orders.

Seeing this, the pig-headed monster was very annoyed, grinned his teeth, showed two fangs, and shouted in his mouth, "Niu Laosan, what do you mean by this? Is it possible that the second sheep will die in vain? Is it possible that he is still afraid of this dead fat man?"

Zhou Ji raised his hand and slapped the pig-headed monster's head to the ground, and the headless body froze for a moment, falling to the ground, showing the original form of a fat pig, and the blood gushed like a spring, staining the ground red.

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