Chapter 22: The Fall of the Ancestral Witch
Gonggong said playfully: "Hehe, looking at your expression, you must have been forced to make a deal by a lot of powers, right? Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Su Lu looked embarrassed, smiled a little embarrassed, and said: "The seniors are willing to make a deal with the little demon, and the juniors can't ask for it, why do you want to trade the seniors, please say." ”
Gonggong's tone suddenly became vicissitudes: "Since you practice the Nine Transformations Xuangong, you should have heard of the Wumen Double Peerless, right?"
Su Lu scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "This, senior, what is the Wumen Double Peer?"
Hearing this, the co-worker sighed and said, "Finally, under the erosion of the long river of time, have some imprints begun to dissipate?
"Xuan Gong and combat skills?"
Gonggong said: "Yes, Xuangong and combat skills, in the past, the Wu clan did not cultivate the Yuan Shen and did not practice magic weapons, but they were able to run rampant in the wilderness, relying on these two things, Xuangong and combat skills! Who did you learn from this Nine Turns Xuangong? Teach you Xuangong but not teach you combat skills, your master is very incompetent!"
Su Lu smiled bitterly and didn't answer, he didn't dare to arrange a saint, so he asked, "I don't know what kind of deal the seniors want to make with the kid?"
"Oh," Gonggong said lightly: "The little guy outside is the child of the big witch Xiangliu under this car, and he has been with this seat for tens of millions of years, after this seat dies, I hope you will take care of him, take him to a deserted place, and teach him to live freely, in exchange, this seat can pass on to you and my Wumen supreme combat skills, how about it?"
Where did Su Lu dare to say that he disagreed, so he smiled and said: "This little thing, the younger generation will naturally do it, but that guy may not listen to me!"
Gonggong said indifferently: "Okay, as long as you learn the combat skills taught to you by this seat, he will naturally listen to you." ”
When Su Lu heard this, he bowed down and said, "The seniors are above, Su will definitely complete the trust of the seniors and take care of Xiangliu." ”
The co-worker laughed when he heard this, and his laughter was extremely hearty: "Okay, this seat originally planned to plant a ban in your soul, but I was afraid that such an act would make you unhappy, and after all, it would be unfavorable to Xiangliu, but now it seems that you are still a sincere person, and this seat believes in you! You are optimistic, this combat skill is called Dawn, and I will only perform it once!"
The figure on the stone wall began to slowly break away from the wall, condensed in the middle of the stone room, and finally formed a virtual image the size of an ordinary person, burly, heroic and extraordinary, grinned at Su Lu, held a virtual sword in his hand, and began to dance.
This is a war dance, looking for light in the darkness of the war dance, this war dance is not beautiful, but vast and simple, changeable, sometimes wide open and closed, full of pride, sometimes fluttering like a dragon, like a frightening Hong, but the child does not change his original intention, the long sword is wielded, overcoming thorns and thorns, all the way to find, but only to dawn, no dawn, because there is a trace of regret, so it is more shocking, soul-taking, the fierceness and pathos contained in it are fascinating.
After the dance together, he stood in the air, and his tone was infinitely melancholy: "This combat skill was studied by the twelve ancestors and witches in pursuit of the Great Dao of the Father. Hundreds of millions of years have passed, I thought that the obsession in my heart was only Houtu and Xiangliu, but I didn't think that what I remembered the most was this war dance! Boy, if you have a chance in the future, you can perfect this battle skill, remember to come to the foot of Zhou Mountain, dance for this seat, how about it?"
Su Lu's soul was still immersed in endless shock, after hearing the words of Gonggong as if explaining the future, he felt that the world had changed, and the supernatural power was difficult to defeat after all, and it was inevitable that a strong man like Gonggong would be as strong as a saint at the end of the song, and there would be a little more desolation in his heart, he looked at the virtual image of Gonggong, bowed for a long time, and said respectfully: "I accept the order, I dare not disobey!"
Gonggong nodded with satisfaction, and then his figure was illusory for a while, gradually turning into a faint shadow, and when he was about to disappear, he sighed faintly: "I didn't expect that it was a demon clan who accompanied me to the last moment, it was really a creation and a man, how good it would be if you were a witch clan!"
"Gonggong senior!" Su Lu saw that the virtual shadow of Gonggong was about to dissipate without a trace, and hurriedly shouted, but his shout could not be called back to Gonggong, and the latter was finally annihilated like a wisp of white smoke.
Su Lu looked at the place where the Gonggong phantom finally disappeared, sighed, and groaned: "Senior, you didn't tell me how to get out!!"
Dongsheng Shenzhou, Guanjiangkou, a light fur, elegant manners, extraordinary handsome young man holding a roll of bamboo slips, is reading with relish, under his feet is a thin waist dog, its hair is thick and shiny, the young jade-like left hand slowly brushed on it, the black dog expression is lazy, as if enjoying the master's caresse.
Suddenly, the black dog felt a suffocating pain, he wailed, but he did not dare to break free of the young man's hand tightly around his neck, he could only tilt his head hard, and looked at his master's expression suspiciously, the young man's eyebrows were picturesque, and the cynical smile on his face should have been hung on the dusty face, but at the moment it was full of sorrow, and the starry eyes as deep as a lake stared at the south fixedly, and remained silent for a long time.
Above the nine heavens, the deep palace of Yaochi, the Jade Emperor is on the throne, enjoying the wonderful song and dance, the Great Tianzun slaps the jade case with the rhythm of the fairy music, humming and chirping in his mouth, and his expression is comfortable, but at a certain moment, the Jade Emperor turned his head and looked lightly in the direction of Nan Ganbu Zhou, a smile quietly hung on the corner of his mouth, the laughter grew from small to large, and finally turned into a laugh with a hint of madness, which contained endless pleasure, and the fairy officials and goddesses who were waiting around knelt on the ground when they saw this, their bodies trembled, and they were extremely frightened.
"Keep jumping!" the laughter subsided, and the Jade Emperor's emotionless voice echoed inside and outside the Yao Pond.
On the steps outside the main hall, a Miaoman woman wrapped in a heavy yellow mist looked up at the south, she stood quietly in the endless yin wind, a pair of clear and innocent eyes were full of sadness, after a long time, two lines of clear tears quietly fell, dripping in the whistling yin wind, floating on the bank of the weak water river, turning into endless thoughts and loneliness, lonely.
In the Thirty-Three Heavens, in the Pure Land of Bosa, on the overseas immortal islands, many quiet, compassionate, or ancient beings have put down the things in their hands and turned their eyes to the direction of Nanbu Continent, there are joys and sorrows, some people cry, some people are indifferent, some people sing a long song, and some people sigh in vain!
A generation of ancestral witches has withered here, this may represent the end of an era, maybe there is no meaning, the desolate land follows the oldest and most infinite law - time, still continues to move forward, what should happen and what is happening still happens, such as the battle between the East and West Heavenly Court, with the fall of a generation of ancestral witches, it has become more intense, the Emperor of the West Pole, the co-owner of the demon clan, Gou Chen, launched the Demon Gathering Banner at the same time as the fall of the ancestral witch- This pole, known as the most powerful Ten Thousand Demon Banner, officially called on the Flood Desolation Demon Clan to go to the West Pole to resist the siege of all sides!
As soon as the imperial edict came out, the response was like a cloud, and this tragic war finally came to the last moment!
However, all this has nothing to do with Su Lu for the time being, this guy is trapped in the stone room where the co-workers live in seclusion, and he can't get out!