Chapter 113: A Hundred Fires for Yang (Ask for Subscription)

Zhu Ganglie easily broke through the black fog in the sky, which made the people of Liuyang Dao suddenly ashamed, knowing that he had eyes and did not know Mount Tai, but he didn't know that there was such a terrifying master around him, in this shame, his heart was settled, with such a big master, he would definitely be able to subdue the ghost.

"Master, what kind of person is this? Could it be that the scattered cultivators who came out of there, but only we are the most powerful within three hundred miles, who has broken into our realm?"

Seeing the worried look on the apprentice's face, the Liuyang Daoist blushed, and reprimanded with some annoyance: "Don't talk nonsense, this person is only afraid that he is a disciple of a famous sect, unlike our scattered cultivation, don't provoke him, otherwise he will be able to make us lose our bones, these disciples of the Daoist sect practice the method of immortality, their strength is strong, but their temperament is also eccentric, and they will not be bound by the mundane." ”

was reprimanded by the master, although this Qingling didn't believe it, but when he saw Zhu Ganglie's methods, he didn't dare to offend too much in his heart, otherwise he might be killed by a move.

And those people who scattered and fled saw that the young Taoist who had been ordinary before had such a magical method, they were immediately overjoyed, and they came forward to bow down and ask this Taoist to come to their rescue. In the face of these people, Yun Rong snorted coldly, her eyes were full of coldness, and she was extremely dissatisfied with these people's condescending attitude.

Zhu Ganglie looked at these people and had no attitude, everyone was like this, so that there was no need to keep their mentality in mind.

So he just glanced at it lightly, reached out and grabbed the peach wood sword of the Liuyang Dao man in his hand, and turned it into a peach-colored lamp with a pinch of his hands. Then he said to the people below, "Take this lamp and light it with the lights of a hundred houses." There must be no one less, otherwise the calamity in your house will be difficult to resolve. ”

After getting this mahogany lamp. The family walked out suspiciously, although they didn't know what method this was, but after seeing Zhu Ganglie's magical powers, they didn't dare not do it, because this was the only chance.

At this moment, the old master walked up tremblingly, and prayed with a look: "This immortal, please do well, don't damage the picture." It's not that the old man is greedy for finances, but this treasure map is handed down by the ancestors, enshrined in the ancestral hall, and must not be left from home. ”

Zhu Ganglie glanced at the old man, pointed to the picture with an expressionless face, and said slowly: "Wait for you to light the peach wood cup, and then speak." ”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the old man to react, he stepped out and sat on the hall of the main family. Regarding Zhu Ganglie's behavior, although the old man felt sorry for the treasure map, he didn't dare to refute it, but just prayed that the living immortal would return the treasure map in the end.

"Bad guys. What are you asking them to borrow a hundred lights for? And what are you doing with this beautiful picture?"

Seeing Zhu Ganglie's strange behavior, Yun Rong suddenly asked puzzled, and the Liuyang master and apprentice were also puzzled. Stretching his head out, he asked.

"The beauty in this picture is the ghost, and a hundred schools of incense can burn the ghost in this picture. Refine. ”

Zhu Ganglie laughed, and his heart was also happy. This ghost is hidden in this picture, and this picture is a rare treasure, and it is difficult to detain the ghost king with his own mana, which shows that he inadvertently obtained a treasure.

I'm afraid that the ghost king is also fearless because of this strange treasure, in fact, if he doesn't know the mystery of the lights of ten thousand homes, he can only suppress this ghost king and this scroll of pictures, but he can't really strangle the ghost king in it.

After listening to Zhu Ganglie's words, the three of them were also skeptical, after all, no one could believe that a powerful ghost king could be burned just by relying on this mortal lamp, especially the Liuyang Dao people who had fought with this ghost king, and they felt even more frightened by the strength of the ghost king in their hearts, a terrifying feeling that was difficult to match. Now this person said that it could be burned with mortal fire, which made Liuyang have a trace of doubt.

In this half-belief, the two masters and apprentices of Liuyang did not dare to slack off, knowing that there was a powerful qi refiner in front of them, and it was impossible to believe it, so they stood aside with a respectful expression at the moment, and watched carefully, that Liuyang was afraid of being punished by Zhu Ganglie for his previous rude behavior, so he stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "I don't know that my predecessors are here, Liuyang is arrogant." ”

"Don't do that, you can do it yourself!"

Zhu Ganglie didn't want to pay attention to this person, but said softly, carefully looked at the picture in his hand, and with a little of his hands, the paper on the surface of the picture fell down, revealing a golden picture, which revealed a picture of a beautiful woman, holding a huge closed rose in his hand.

"The silk silk woven from golden silk has become a hiding place for powerful ghosts. It's a shame. ”

Zhu Ganglie said softly, and immediately attracted Yun Rong's gaze, and his eyes were full of a hint of different color: "Is it really the golden silk, this is the silk woven by the ancient golden silkworm?" According to legend, this silk thread is invulnerable, it has become spiritual, and it is very easy to achieve the magic weapon, after wearing it on the body, there is no need to pinch the water avoidance spell and fire avoidance trick, but the ancient golden silkworm has long disappeared, how can this ordinary mortal get this kind of treasure." ”

Yun Rong's knowledge also made Zhu Ganglie nod, this golden silk is indeed a rare treasure, and it can be sacrificed into a treasure, but now this powerful ghost lives in it, and it is difficult to subdue it, and it can only be burned with the mystery of a hundred lights.

After Zhu Ganglie waited for a day, after Jin Wuxi fell, the eldest son of the head of the family held a lighted peach wood lamp, and ran in with joy on his face: "Immortal, immortal, I lit this magic lamp, please ask the immortal to cast a spell and save my family." ”

After this person walked into the hall, he immediately knelt in front of Zhu Ganglie and held the lamp high.

"Not bad!"

Zhu Ganglie swept the lamp and nodded slightly, there was indeed the power of a hundred schools of faith in it, and when he stretched out his hand, the bean-sized lamp flame was bound to his fingers, beating gently.

"Go!"

With a flick of Zhu Ganglie's finger, the bean-like flame disappeared into the painting, turning into a golden sun, hanging in the void in the painting, exuding a huge amount of solar power.

Under the power of the sun, the roses in the picture slowly opened, revealing a sitting ghost king in the center of the stamen.

When the stamen opened, the ghost king was shocked and wanted to resist, but before the ghost king could make any moves, the sacrificial stamen was burned by the sun in the sky, and the ghost king had to get out of the picture.

This time, a large bell was covered in the air, and it was directly suppressed and locked in the second space.

Everyone who saw this scene was shocked again, looking at Zhu Ganglie's gaze suddenly changed greatly, with a trace of inexplicable shock and worship in awe.

"Uncle, there is an evil demon in this picture, I want to detain it, and this magic lamp will be used as compensation!"

With a slight click in Zhu Ganglie's hand, the sun in the scroll returned into a bean-sized flame and fell on the peach wood lamp, and the picture of the beauty on the picture also disappeared, leaving only a blank scroll.

Hearing Zhu Ganglie's words, the old man was immediately overjoyed, not that he didn't feel sorry for the things passed on by his ancestors, but he was more satisfied with the effect of the magic lamp, and estimated in his heart that with this magic lamp in charge, the family would no longer be afraid of evil spirits, which could be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and immediately bowed and took the magic lamp.

"Seniors, my master and apprentice are casual cultivators, I hope that my predecessors can give a fairy fate, if you get the fairy fate, I am willing to smear the liver and brain for the immortals, and die a hundred times. ”

After seeing that Zhu Ganglie had dealt with these things, Liuyang gritted his teeth and stepped forward to bow down, wanting to take this opportunity to get Zhu Ganglie's favor and worship in the Taoist sect.

However, Zhu Ganglie just swept him lightly, and the Liuyang Dao people suddenly shuddered, as if they were being targeted by the fierce beasts of the Flood Desolation, and they were so frightened that they were as quiet as a cicada, and when they recovered, Zhu Ganglie had already left here with Yun Rong and went to the next place, this place is called Yourong Country, where five ghost kings are hiding, forming a five-god temple, and began to seize the power of faith in the mortal world, in a vain attempt to transform into a god.

It's just that if you want to get to Yourong country, you need to travel through a wasteland, because there are many merchants who want to enter Yourong country, and this periphery forms a small bazaar.

Zhu Ganglie and Yun Rong rested in this bazaar, and after buying some items, they entered this place, and walked quickly along the road opened up by the merchant traveler, and they could also come in an instant while driving the Taiyi Golden Scale Boat.

It's just that Yun Rong wants to see how ordinary business travel is like, and Zhu Ganglie also wants to use the game world to prove all kinds of insights in cultivation, enhance his accumulation, and prepare for the impact on the realm of heaven and earth.

However, Zhu Ganglie also knows that he has achieved a pinjin dan, and the sect will definitely let you return to the sect and hold a pindan conference after receiving his own message, this pindan conference is not only to announce his achievements in jindan, but also to show the strength of the sect, and at the same time, he can also take the opportunity to connect the various sects to enhance the relationship between each other, and the disciples in the sect can also take this opportunity to make friends with each other and strengthen a few powerful helpers on the road to immortality in the future.

The two of them did not wear Taoist robes this time, but hid their cultivation, turned into ordinary travelers, spent some money, and mixed into a small caravan.

And this small caravan followed a large caravan into this wasteland, which is extremely dangerous and has a large number of demon beasts, of course, this is for mortals

On this wasteland ancient road, many big business travelers traveled together, and there were some casual cultivators who were invited to the banquet on these business trips, and they were called immortal masters.

After Zhu Ganglie mixed into this caravan, he didn't do anything, just followed the ordinary traveler, went with him, entered the carriage to meditate and practice qi in his spare time, and only followed everyone to guard against the harassment of some wild beasts when he was busy.

This made Yun Rong feel very bored, but he also saw the hardships of mortal life, and his mind was effectively exercised, which made him really start to cultivate the method of the gods and demons of the Great Vajra.

Zhu Ganglie also really felt another meaning of ordinary life in this walk, these people risked life and death, although chasing selfish interests, but also showed the tenacity and tenacity of the human race to survive in the desolate land.

"Boom!"

When the whole caravan was halfway through the ancient road, the whole earth shook and rumbled, which made everyone startled, and their eyes were full of horror, because a herd of huge black brute bulls rushed to the sky. (To be continued......)