Chapter Eighty-Three: The Three Great Masters

"Puppet talisman?" Bai Cheng asked, "What is this, why is Senior Brother so sure?"

Qingji Daoist pondered for a moment and said: "Zombies are originally generated by heaven and earth, because of the toughness of the flesh, not afraid of knives and guns, so there are people in the Daomen who devote themselves to developing the art of refining corpses, and use it in the military array. However, Zhang Daoren's time to leave Xuangui Hall was short, even if he was a master of the Maoshan faction, it was impossible to refine him into a zombie in a short period of time, so he could only be a puppet talisman of the Five Dou Mi Sect. ”

Speaking of this, the Qingji Daoist bent down, flipped Zhang Daoren's body, tore the clothes behind him, and pasted a talisman on the vest, but this talisman had become charred black, as if it had been burned by fire, and the pattern on it was difficult to see.

The Qingji Daoist took off this talisman, handed it to Bai Cheng, and said: "This thing is a puppet talisman, this talisman is a unique talisman in the Five Doumi Sect, not only can it manipulate the corpse, but as long as it is made by them, even a living person can also manipulate it." ”

Bai Cheng stretched out his hand to take the puppet talisman and said in surprise: "There is such a strange technique in the world, if it is used for assassination, it is impossible to prevent it, but if this thing is so powerful, why didn't Zhang Daoren do it when you and I just entered the quiet room, at that time, we didn't expect that his body would change." ”

Qingji Daoist was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I once heard the words of the Taoist seniors that after the puppet talisman is touched, it will gather the qi and blood of the person under its control in the five internal organs, and every time it is urged, it needs time to reactivate, otherwise the qi and blood will coagulate, and the puppet will not be able to act." ”

Bai Cheng's heart moved, and he asked, "In addition, there are other restrictions on urging the puppet, such as distance or something?"

Qingji Daoist thought for a while and said, "I remember that senior said that the farthest distance to urge a puppet should not be more than one mile. ”

Bai Cheng's face changed, and he said, "It's not good, I'm just afraid that the enemy is nearby!"

Before the words fell, a loud sound like a landslide came from the front yard, and the two of them only felt a shock under their feet, and felt that the ground also trembled, and they couldn't help but look at each other in shock.

Qingji Daoren's face changed suddenly, and as soon as his body turned, he was about to run to the front yard, Bai Cheng suddenly made a move, grabbed him, and said: "Senior brother, go slowly, you might as well pretend to have been seriously injured by Zhang Daoren's sneak attack, hide in the dark, wait for the junior brother to make a move to test the truth first, and the senior brother will take advantage of the opportunity to make a move, so that you can achieve miraculous results!"

Qingji Daoist was stunned for a moment, and then secretly praised the senior brother's clever strategy, then slowed down his body and let Bai Cheng run to the front yard.

Bai Cheng lifted his breath lightly, ran with all his might, and in an instant he had come to the front yard, looking up, he saw more than ten Taoist priests standing in the courtyard, his face was full of blankness, his eyes were blank and he looked at the gate, and looked at the eyes of these people, the original vermilion lacquer gate that was nearly a foot high had disappeared, and only the fragments of the gate were scattered everywhere, sprinkled on the ground, and the courtyard was all over the place.

Seeing this scene, Bai Cheng couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and secretly said that this kind of destructive power was simply not done by man, could it be that the cannon bombarded it?

Daotong Jiuru had already arrived in the courtyard, standing alone in front of the door, looking at the empty gate in a daze, seeing that Bai Cheng was coming, he hurriedly saluted and said, "Disciple see Uncle Shi!"

Bai Cheng pulled him up and asked, "What's going on?"

Jiu Ru was also at a loss and said, "Just now I was chanting in the main hall with a few senior brothers, and suddenly I heard a loud noise outside the door, and when I came here, I was already like this. ”

Jiuru took a breath and asked, "Uncle Shi, where is my master?"

Bai Cheng's heart was like lightning, sighed, and said, "Your master, he was plotted by someone, he was injured a little, and he is still there."

Before the words fell, there was a muffled sound of "buzzing" from outside the gate!

Jiuru hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see a huge steel ball flying in from outside the door, like a cannonball, the momentum was amazing, unstoppable!

The diameter of this steel ball is more than half a person's height, just look at the volume to know how much it weighs, just the rolling air waves have suppressed the grass along the way, not to mention hitting people, even if it is a small mountain, it can't stop it!

The steel ball struck from outside the door, flying towards the direction where Jiuru was, Jiuru's face was pale, and he only felt that his legs were sore, and he couldn't move his body if he wanted to dodge, and he was about to die under the iron ball.

Jiuru screamed sadly, ready to close his eyes and wait for death, at this moment, he felt that someone suddenly pulled his belt, involuntarily, moved more than three feet away, and narrowly avoided the iron ball, but Rao was so, he was also forced by the air waves to breathe, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Bai Cheng standing behind him, pulling his belt in his hand.

The steel ball passed through the direction of Jiuru, and hit a hundred-year-old tree on his side, this ancient tree was enough to be hugged by two people, but it was still smashed into two, "click" a loud sound, and the upper half fell in the courtyard, so that the Taoist priest in the courtyard dodged left and right, lest he be hit by the big tree.

Jiuru's lips were blue, his limbs trembled, and he pointed to the iron ball and said, "What is this?"

Bai Cheng looked carefully, and saw that the steel ball was dark and round, and countless runes were faintly engraved on the surface, perhaps because of the friction of the air, emitting bursts of heat, and a long chain was tied to the iron ball, as thick as an arm, one end was firmly cast on the giant ball, and the other end extended far along the gate.

Bai Cheng took a look, stretched out his hand and patted Jiuru's shoulder, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, it's just a magic weapon, and your own uncle is here to resist." ”

At this moment, the long chain tied to the giant ball "buzzed", suddenly became straight, and dragged the iron ball backwards towards the door.

Bai Cheng's eyes were cold, and he suddenly exerted force under his feet, running the light skill of "eight steps to catch the cicada", flew over the iron ball, and then roared, urging the whole body to breathe qi and blood, and performed the kung fu of "jack fall", stepping on the giant ball, the strength came from directly above the iron ball, passing through the center of gravity of the giant ball, only to hear a loud "bang", the giant ball fell to the ground heavily, and smashed the stone slab below.

Bai Cheng stepped on the iron ball, and without making a move, he stood upright on the iron ball, his eyes fixed on the door.

"Hahahaha" came a deafening laugh.

With the laughter, from outside the gate, along the mountain road, three people walked in the distance, and Bai Cheng couldn't help but gasp when he saw these three people.

Among the three, at the forefront was a giant man, who was also the one who laughed, this man was more than ten feet tall, almost twice as tall as ordinary people, with a bare head, a beard on his face, his eyebrows upside down, his eyes were brass, he was fat, fat, he was extremely fat, he wore a tattered gray robe, and his bare feet walked so that the earth buzzed.

The other end of the long chain tied to the steel giant ball is connected to the giant man's hand, he dragged the long chain with both hands and slowly rolled it back, but it was extremely strange, this long chain was extremely thick, and the iron chain of such a length was only bigger than the giant ball when rolled up, but he rolled up the long chain, and the volume was not much, as if the long chain disappeared naturally in his hand.

Walking side by side with this big man was a thin dwarf, who was less than four feet tall, and even more thin, dressed in an earthy yellow cloth coat, wearing a black and yellow striped felt hat, and a pair of gloves made of fine iron, with a half-foot-long blade sticking out from the front of his ten fingers, reflecting the cold light.

Although this dwarf swayed when he walked, he was dusty and silent, and he couldn't hear the slightest sound of footsteps with Bai Cheng's ears.

In Bai Cheng's opinion, these two people are already extremely rare masters, coupled with their special shape, no matter when and where they appear, they will be eye-catching, but compared to the third person who followed them far away, it looked bleak.

Behind the two of them, followed by a middle-aged man in the distance, this man is seven feet tall, with a straight nose and a straight mouth, well-proportioned limbs, a tall figure, with three points of rigor, three points of benevolence, three points of slaughter, and a point of smile, his hair is draped over his shoulders, and he is wearing a white robe, with two blue lines sewn on the edges of the white robe.

But in Bai Cheng's eyes, this person is definitely the master of the masters.

Because if Bai Cheng fought with the giant sweat in front of him, he would break his arms as soon as possible, and if he fought with the thin man, Bai Cheng would break his legs as soon as possible, but in this man, Bai Cheng did not find any flaws.