Chapter 101: These singers are really down, they look like they have lost their souls
"This ink palace's trick is really exquisite. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" said another old man covered with gloom in a hoarse voice. "But I don't know if the mechanism of my Tang Gate Divine Fire Hall can be compared to it. ”
"Stop, stop!" Ye Yuan, the emperor, finally interrupted the Tang Sect's elder's plan to intervene, and if he continued like this, he couldn't talk about anything serious. "Today, we are not here to fight for a chicken leg, right? If we continue like this, the people at this table will probably be doomed. ”
Ye Yuan still has a lot of right to speak, although he doesn't necessarily like him when he sits here, but he speaks. It basically stopped, but the old man from the Tang Sect was just about to make a move, but he was interrupted and a little dissatisfied. His eyes kept rolling on both sides of Elder Mo Palace and Ye Yuan.
Lin Yingwei heard this sentence and also sat down. Wudang's Tai Chi exercises are the most important to collect and release freely, and he still looks like a sanctimonious look. The old beggar slowly handed the chicken leg to Master Ben Ming, and then also came down from the table. An apparition passed by, and he took his seat.
Ben Ming shook his head, put the chicken leg in the bowl, and did not eat it immediately. Quiet, waiting to talk about business.
This time, although it seems that they are very relaxed. But in fact, no one has a bottom in their hearts. The first two days were just so people who came to meet, and as for really starting to talk about things, it was today.
Which young elder of the Ink Palace, although half of his face was hidden under the black cloak. But you can also see a playfulness unique to young people on his face. Several of the robotic arms were quickly retracted.
"It's really a hero, when I was your age, I couldn't even do basic poison well, and I was bullied by my classmates all day long. I didn't expect you to be an elder of the Ink Palace at such a young age. Elder Tang Men said with emotion, as if he had brought back some of the past.
Mo Yue's legs were cocked, and she said sadly: "No way, who told those old guys that they all want to retire." Hiding in the house and researching by ourselves, young people like us have to take on heavy responsibilities even if they don't have the ability. ”
Ben Ming clasped his hands together and said thoughtfully, "I'm afraid it's not so easy, right?" As far as I know, the assessment of the Tang Sect is the most unique and fair, if you don't have that strength, how can you take on this important task?"
A man dressed as a cook said, "Don't divert from the topic, this time I'm here to get down to business." I don't know that the place where the Demon Suppression Sword slashed the Nine Tails back then was on the sea?"
"Sword Slash?" Mo Yue asked curiously, although he was sent by the Mo Palace to understand. The reason is that those perverted old guys are reluctant to leave the study for a moment. He didn't know anything about the secrecy.
And even if he wanted to understand, it was estimated that there was nowhere for him to understand. He himself knew the temper of his old monsters. As soon as I had a new drawing and idea, I immediately wrote it down. I don't know how many ideas there are for the trick, but they can't be thrown outside.
Over time, the forbidden treasury of the Ink Palace was filled with these things. It's like some kind of secret history, it's secret, it's estimated that it was thrown out by those old ghosts to make room.
What's more, he didn't bother to flip through it, so Mo Yue was very concerned about this matter. It's just what I've heard. But now that the demon beast is in decline, what kind of demon beast can destroy a country? He really couldn't believe it.
Lin Yingwei said: "That's the external statement. Since most of you know about that, it's better to go straight. ”
The old beggar saw Mo Yue's unclear look, so he explained: "How could Yang Tiandou have the ability to cut the nine tails back then? ”
"Seal, didn't Yang Tiandou's weapon stay there?"
"That's no, Yang Tiandou doesn't have weapons. ”
"No weapons?" all the attention of the people around them attracted their attention, and they all stared at the old beggar. Compared to Yang Tiandou, what he used was the sword technique of the Immortal Grant Wuji Sword, how could he not have a weapon? Could it be that he had no sword in his hand and a sword in his heart?
But it still doesn't work. Everyone knew that even at that level, a divine weapon would be of great help to them. It's not a special case, and the average person wouldn't do it.
The old beggar had a happy face, and was about to speak, when Lin Yingwei coughed twice and interrupted. "I'm sorry, this is my Wudang secret, you still don't think about it. ”
What does this have to do with Wudang?
"At the beginning, Yang Tiandou used the Immortal Infinite Sword to seal the nine-tailed body in the East China Sea. It was originally the most unstable one, but fortunately, the Nine-Tails just fell asleep. But according to the days, the next year will definitely wake up. ”
Mo Yue asked, "Didn't you say that the elders of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion calculated it, how could it be according to the day?"
The fifth elder laughed twice, touched his white beard, and said, "Isn't that also counted? For a demon beast like the Nine-Tails, the sleeping period is originally fixed. Since ancient times, some people have summed up the law. ”
"In the ancient period, could it be that these demon beasts have not been killed for so long?" Mo Yue was surprised, he really couldn't think of a creature that could live forever and not be killed.
The old beggar said, "Perhaps they can be killed." There are also records of such god-level demon beasts being killed. But as long as they are incomplete, they will fall asleep. Sometimes the ancients thought they had killed it, but it was calculated according to the sleeping period of the demon beast. Hundreds of years later, they still come out to plague the world. So it's not for sure. ”
Mo Yue speculated, "Then the Nine-Tails may have been really killed. ”
"No, the Nine-Tails must not have been killed. This is clearly documented. Then...... No one can fight against monsters. Since the Great Tribulation thousands of years ago, humans have rarely been able to fight monsters. ”
Ben Ming also put down the chicken legs, knocked on the wooden fish and said, "There is no one in my Buddhist sect who can achieve the golden body of the Bodhisattva. ”
The table froze, and only Mo Yue's heart became more and more frightened, because according to their intentions...... It seems that the Nine-Tails is not as he imagined, as long as he is prepared, he can solve it.
"Do you mean that the martial arts of our juniors have been regressing?"
The old beggar nodded and said, "If it weren't for the war against the demon clan, maybe we wouldn't have noticed this. In short, unless the head of his family practices the "Immortal Grant Infinite Sword" next year, the Nine-Tails next year will only rely on human life to pile up. Following the old beggar's fingers, Lin Yingwei sat upright. There seems to be a sense of arrogance.
Human lives are piled up, and this time Mo Yue finally felt the seriousness of the situation. Raising his head, he asked, "Is there no other way?"
"What's the way, our beggar gang's "Getaway Mantra", the gang leader still has no clue. By the way, Master Benming, is there any progress on your abbot?"
Ben Ming shook his head and said: "The mystery of "Rulai Divine Palm" is endless, and the abbot has always understood it. The first seat of the Luohan Hall, facing the wall for ten years, has not yet penetrated the "Hundreds of Billions of Great Light Staffs", as for the "Great Dream Sutra", the dream of enlightenment has always been a legend, praised among the people. If Zhuang Zhou hadn't realized it back then, we would have thought it was just a rumor. ”
"I heard that the head of Wudang wants to practice the Immortal Grant Wuji Sword, and I don't know how much work it takes. If I can't practice next year, will the Qi Kingdom be finished?" Mo Yue's voice was a little abnormal, and he regretted that he hadn't checked these classics in advance.
"Now that the ancient demon beasts have entered the awakening period, the heads and elders of the various major sects are working hard to comprehend their own peerless learning, or seek peerless divine weapons. It's just that for a while, there is no way. ”
"It's not just the Qi Kingdom, if you want to stop the Nine Tails here, the rest of the sects will also lose a lot of energy. Maybe...... There is no way to solve the next Kunpeng. ”
This...... What should I do? For the first time, Mo Yue felt that the simple world was hiding such a big crisis. He originally thought that he would simply study the institution all his life, marry a beautiful wife, and finally die quietly and old age. Knowing this, he should have developed the forbidden art-level mechanism of the Ink Palace.
It's just one year, and it's not enough. At most, create an incomplete version of the [Moqing Dragon].
Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly the fifth elder of the Tianji Pavilion spoke, "So, I have a reluctant request. ”
The old beggar said, "It doesn't hurt you, old man, to speak." ”
"Please help Meng Bai. ”
Lin Yingwei slapped the table and said angrily: "Why do you mention that kid again? Legends are legends after all." ”
Ben Ming touched the scar on his head, his expression was indifferent, and he spit out of his mouth, "Everything has a fate, maybe Meng Bai really has that great opportunity?"
"So what? The prophecy also says that after the Nine-Tails, there will be no trace of the person who should be robbed. Doesn't that mean that you are dead? Those who will die after the Nine-Tails are eligible to receive the help of our Seven Great Sects?"
Ye Yuan shook off the imperial robe, his face was firm, and he said: "No matter what, my Great Qi Imperial Court will never give up a little hope, and I will never let my people be in danger." I pressed the treasure on Meng Bai, if he can't do it, let me sacrifice Xuanyuan with blood. ”
The elder of the Tang Sect looked wrong and said, "You...... Lao Ye, you really have to ......"
The people at this table were silent, no longer wanting to be so casual at the beginning. When the big men who drank in this tavern saw this scene, they laughed and said, It seems that these people really can't sing well, look at this expression. I guess I finished this meal, and I didn't even know where to eat the next meal.
After a long time, the elder of the beggar gang sighed and said, "Alas...... Forget it, let's give this kid a hand and see what he asks us for. It's just that those top-level martial arts, even if they are given to him, he may not be able to learn them. ”
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