Gift natural power at the beginning

Chapter 226

"What kind of power is this?"

Lin Meng stared blankly at the man on the giant ape's shoulder. He forgot to hold his breath for a moment, and felt a little itchy all over his body, and his heart beat faster. He was so frightened that he quickly covered his nose and mouth, but his sight was Not at all moved.

His eyes were full of fanaticism.

It wasn't just him, whether it was members of the Lin's hunting team or the captives controlled by the curse mark, everyone around them was shocked, and even looked at the man in the field with a trace of fear, the upper body covered with strange black marks.

At this time, it seems to have become a strange thing. Its existence alone is indescribable, and people will feel a sense of confusion and fear when they look at it.

If you observe carefully, you can see that one after another faint black air currents are constantly wrapping around his body like ribbons.

Surrounded by poisonous blood bees, even men within a radius of three feet cannot enter.

Before Tongtong got close, he screamed and fell to the ground suddenly, struggling desperately, but no matter how powerful the bee wings fluttered, it was still useless.

For example, when an ordinary person sees a king sitting high above him, he can only kneel down and beg for obeisance, even raising his head is an extravagant hope.

At this time, even people of the same clan would feel their scalps tingling when viewed from a distance.

The instinct of life is constantly warning. The person in front of him is no longer a member of the young master clan, but a monster who regards life as trivial and has no humanity.

Buzz!
Just when everyone's thoughts were floating, the blood poison bee, which had no wisdom, was the first to be afraid.

After leaving behind tens of thousands of bee corpses, they immediately scattered and surged towards the outside of Dayan Mountain.

Lin Mo's face was expressionless, but the circles of poisonous lines on his body began to slowly disappear, returning to normal.

This is the first time he has activated the law of poison [decay] and [epidemic] with all his strength, and at the same time stimulated by the majestic blood energy.

It looks. The effect is good.

Although the poisonous blood is constantly consumed, resulting in the constant loss of vitality and blood, the ability to clear the field is very impressive.

It can even be said to be a lore against a martial artist who is below Liming. Even if he holds his breath and takes the detoxification pill, it will not help.

As for Liming Wufu, he can only try his best to counteract it with energy, blood and will, but it is only a slow death.

Because this directly destroys the balance of yin and yang of the human body itself, it is equivalent to making a person infected with the disease all at once, from the early stage to the late stage in one step.
It's a pity that it is difficult for him to control precisely at present.

Lin Mo looked at the somewhat ugly-looking members of the Lin clan and shook his head secretly.

Although it is only aftermath, it is estimated that it will take a while to cultivate, otherwise it will damage the foundation of martial arts.

"Clean up and prepare for the Hui people's land."

He took out a large cloak from the empty stone ring, put it on, and ordered in a deep voice.

Everyone below responded in unison, those who were injured were healed immediately, and those who were not injured began to clean up the bee corpses on the ground.

After all, although this thing is scary, it is also a good thing. After it is dried and ground into powder, it is a good tonic.

Of course, it needs to be detoxified, which has to be handled by Lin Mo.

Soon, everyone packed up and began to quickly return to Linjiazhuang.

And along the way, there were indeed more abnormal things.

Many mountain beasts outside Dayan Mountain are charging into the mountain.

It wasn't until they heard roars coming from the White Ape Valley at the foot of the mountain that they got better.

"During this period of time, there is no need to go hunting in the village for the time being. Mengzi will lead people to check the surrounding traps and fences, and then sprinkle some animal repelling incense."

When it was almost dark, the hunting team finally returned to the village.

Lin Mo looked at the patches of highly poisonous caltrops around the village, and gave Lin Meng instructions.

This caltrop is not made of iron, but a plant similar to thorns. The thorns produced have special effects of anesthesia, and more and more people pour poisonous water, which increases the power.

It is very useful for guarding the village,
The only shortcoming is that it needs to be cleaned up during the expansion, which consumes a lot of manpower.

In general, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

After everything was arranged properly, the hunting team disbanded.

On the way home, Lin Mo happened to see Lin Junyi who was wandering around with a group of friends.

He thought that the relationship between the two would deteriorate since the last quarrel, but he didn't expect him to be the first to greet him.

If he didn't hit the smiling person with his hand, he wouldn't let him lose face in front of his friends, so he stopped and nodded as a greeting.

Then he left in a hurry.

For some reason, Lin Mo always has a feeling that the mountains and rain are about to come and the wind is full of the building.

It always feels like something is going to happen.

not far away.

A group of people are wandering in the clan ground.

"Jun Yi, that's your cousin? It seems quite kind."

In the crowd, Ruan Yun looked curiously at the gradually disappearing wide figure, and said softly.

During this period of time, she also learned a lot about Lin Mo.

From her point of view, the Lin family's status is already ridiculously high here, and it's beyond her expectation that a big boss like this is willing to greet Lin Junyi after he has conflicts with him.

"This cousin of mine is a bit confused except when he is greedy for women. The rest of the time is quite reliable."

Lin Junyi didn't know how to answer the question, so he could only falter.

"Men are gentlemen. For the strong, this has never been a shortcoming." Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Ruan Yun shook his head and said.

The rest of the people nodded in agreement after hearing this.

For a moment, Lin Junyi was a little embarrassed.

"By the way, Junyi, your village is well built. There are not only mountain springs for drinking in the village, but also spiritual fields for cultivation. Compared with towns, it is quite interesting. Who designed it." The speaker is from Huaiping County Inside, a young disciple of the Green Bamboo Sect, named Huang Yuanhua.

His figure is very strong, even though he is covered by clothes, he can still see the thick muscles underneath. Among the crowd, he is regarded as the middle class.

After all, so is the Green Bamboo Sect.

"I also think it's good. It's good to practice on vacation." As soon as the words came out, everyone immediately resonated.

I thought that although it is quiet in the mountains, I will be bitten by mosquitoes, but like their sect, it seems that they also have special means, so that there are very few poisonous mosquitoes and insects in the village.

In this way, in the morning, watching the clouds roll and the clouds are relaxing, the purple sun rising in the east, and in the evening, watching the solitary ducks flying together, and the sunset setting, enjoying the fresh air, compared with the strict sect, it is a bit more fireworks.

This compliment made Lin Junyi wave his hands humbly.

"By the way, Junyi, in this mountain, don't you worry about the beast king setting off a wave of beasts? I have heard that many mountain families in many places have to go down the mountain due to the increasingly fierce and brutal mountain beasts as the world changes. Grab the land."

Huang Yuanhua took a step forward, walked to the small yellow and green tree beside the road, looked at it with interest, and asked casually.

"I've also heard about this matter. For example, the prefect family in Longchuan County next door, the Ning family, has lived there for hundreds of years and returned to the mountains. Some time ago, I heard that it was broken by a three-eyed golden lion.
The ancestor of his family was even seriously injured in order to protect his people," the source added.

Having said that, it directly caused a shock of emotion.

A county-level family means that they are well-known within a county.

The strongest in the clan at least have masters who are in the free and unfettered realm.

It is not surprising that some powerful families, such as the forces that are about to break through the famous family, are big bosses with the freedom of heaven.

It's hard for anyone to say what the background of the family is like for a veteran county like the Ning family.

But such a force was actually beaten out of the territory that had occupied it for hundreds of years, which is simply sensational.

And when everyone was surprised and no one was paying attention, Huang Yuanhua stretched at the right time.

From the wide cuffs, a few pieces of transparent fine crystals flowed out, and fell directly under the yellow-green sapling, and disappeared in the breath, melting into the soil.

Beyond the mountains in the distance, there happened to be a few low-pitched beast roars.

The corners of Huang Yuanhua's mouth twitched slightly. After laziness, he habitually put his hands on his hips. Looking at the people who were still discussing, he smiled and joined in.

Everything is so logical, step by step.

A dilapidated mountain temple a little closer to Dayan Mountain.

According to legend, it enshrines a great general hundreds of years ago. It was managed by his descendants. It was prosperous for a while, but because of the rising sun tide, the mountain became more dangerous and gradually became ordinary mountain people. The forbidden land, and the descendants also gradually declined due to rain and wind. As a result, the mountain temple was naturally abandoned.

At this moment in the temple, the middle-aged Taoist priest who was the leader of the dense forest group before, his real identity is the deputy peak master of Miaoshou Peak of Qianshan Zong, named Shang Xubai.

Different from small peaks like Yunhu Peak, Miaoshou Peak is the top ten peaks of the Qianshan Sect, and as the deputy peak master, his status is almost the same as that of Chonghu Daoist.

Inside the ruined temple, the statue of the great general was in dilapidated condition, even part of his head was missing, maybe it was eaten by rats, and there were holes in cobwebs everywhere, it was very dilapidated.

Li Chi and the others found a clean place to meditate and rest. After sitting cross-legged for a long time, they felt a little impatient.

"Elder, we are almost here. What are you waiting for? You can just go straight up. Sometimes you will be impatient, and sometimes you will be slow. What kind of trouble do you want?"

Seeing that he had waited for several hours, his stomach was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his belly, so he couldn't help standing up and shouting.

The rest of the Taoists also opened their eyes at this time, looking at the middle-aged Taoist in puzzlement.

They also have this question in their hearts, but they dare not speak out.

Shang Xubai sat under the statue of the general, opened his eyes slightly, and said softly:

"A idiot, are you hungry again?" The answer was irrelevant.

The big man was startled, and nodded embarrassedly.

"Wait a little longer, wait for another group of people, and act together with them, it will be safe."

Shang Xubai said softly.

After finishing speaking, he slightly raised his hand, the pale man realized instantly, and began to take out dry food from the empty stone ring to distribute.

But at this moment, the sound of trampling footsteps came from outside the temple.

The originally noisy forest fell silent for a moment, and the birds, beasts and insects seemed afraid to say a word.

Even the occasional sound of the wind blowing the leaves ceased.

Everything is quiet.

Everyone in the temple noticed something was wrong, and they were about to stand up, but they were stopped by the middle-aged Taoist.

Where the sights intersected, a monk with a scar on his head walked in from outside the temple.

The monk entered the hall, looked around at the crowd, frowned, and sighed softly if he could kill a mosquito.

It seems that I am also more difficult at this time.

If Lin Mo was here at this time, he would definitely be able to recognize him as the monk Qingyan who suddenly turned against him that day.

Qing Yan crossed the threshold, but did not move forward, his eyes locked directly on Shang Xubai under the statue, clasped his hands together, and saluted:
"In the Lingtai sect of the Lingtai sect, Qingqian has met the real person Qianshanzong Xubai."

The Taoist under the statue squinted his eyes slightly, as if asleep, and did not reply.

The rest of the Taoists, on the other hand, looked indifferently, quietly watching the monk at the door.

Seeing that Shang Xubai didn't reply, Qingzhen was not angry.

After all, he is only a half-step grandmaster, and if he does not represent the Lingtai Sect, he is actually not qualified to talk to him.

He still stared at the middle-aged Taoist, and said softly:

"Reverend Xubai, this time I am representing the Lingtai sect of the Lingtai sect, can I ask the real person to go back to the house, and don't go up the mountain."

As soon as the words fell, a violent storm swept through the temple instantly, and the sharp wind blades blew on the wall, even leaving finger-wide scratches on the wall.

Monk Qingyan's expression remained unchanged, and several bloodstains suddenly appeared on his face.

The qi mechanism alone broke his vajra monk body, which is terrifying.

However, his expression was as usual, and he was not afraid. Instead, his tone became heavier, and he said again:

"Men! You should know why I came,

If something happens to that person on the mountain in your hands, the consequences will be extremely ugly. Even a master of your level will pay an unbearable price! "

Unfortunately, no one responded.

On the contrary, the atmosphere in the temple became more violent, and the fierce slash made the bloody face of the already angry monk look like an angry King Kong:

"Shangxu real person!"

The sound was so loud that the Buddhist lion's roar had already been used, which directly made the whole temple tremble, setting off layers of echoes, and suppressing the violent air mechanism for a while.

"What's the noise! ​​It's louder than anyone else!"

At this time, Shang Xubai didn't reply, but Li Chi who was sitting nearby got angry, stood up suddenly, and shouted loudly.

It seemed that some kind of sonic magic was also used, and the blue voice was suppressed all of a sudden, and even made his body tremble continuously, and he took a few steps back before he stopped.

Almost left the temple.

Monk Qingyan stood firm, calmed down the blood, and wiped the blood from his face. He didn't look crazy, but didn't move his eyes, and said slowly:
"Is that what you mean?"

At this time, the middle-aged Taoist under the statue slowly got up, and the flying dragon above the clothes seemed to be taking advantage of the situation and was about to dive out of the abyss.

"It doesn't matter if I mean it or not. As far as I know, the person on the mountain has no followers at this time. He is a secular disciple of your Lingtai Sect, but as long as he has not been registered on the disc." He paused,
".It is an ordinary person. Since he is an ordinary person, why can't my Qianshan sect kill him?"

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his hands were behind his back, there was a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely cold.

The blood-stained monk also smiled, nodded, and said seriously:

"That's right, you can't kill him, you can't kill him now, and you won't be able to kill him in the future! The real person will know the reason for it in the future. As for the death of Taoist Lian Chong, I will pay the corresponding price.

But if the real person insists on going his own way, my Buddha has a heart of compassion, but also has the wrath of the Vajra, so be careful! "

This statement made the middle-aged Taoist stunned, he laughed out of anger, he was able to put his hands on his chest, and then calmed down, he said with a smile:

"Wrath of the Vajra? You have two or three big cats and kittens in the Lingtai lineage. Do you want to force the old Tianzun to make another move? But if the old Tianzun makes a move, is it possible that my Qianshan sect's mountain masters are just a display?

Our two sects have also known each other for thousands of years, I will kill this person, and afterward, I will make amends to God! "

At the end, the Taoist looked solemn.

The bald monk took a deep breath, and his eyes widened with anger: "Although monks are not those mellow Confucian universities, they do what they say, but they always say what they say and don't tell lies."

The Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, sat down again, and only after two breaths did he speak slowly:
"Then let's try it out?"

"Then... give it a try."

Lingtai Sect, Lingtai lineage, this Vajra-level Jialou Luozhong stopped talking, stepped on the blood marks, walked out of the temple, took a deep breath, and directly crushed a golden cicada in his hand.

Afterwards, without twitching, his figure disappeared directly into the forest.

Inside the temple, everyone was preoccupied.

The middle-aged Taoist shouted softly: "Ningxinxinqi, everything depends on me!"

In the temple, return to tranquility.

At this time, hundreds of miles away, in a dense forest.

The surrounding area was hundreds of meters away, as if it had been severely damaged, all the trees at the root were gone, as if they had been plowed by oxen, only deep ravines crossed vertically and horizontally.

There were occasional bloodstains on the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, but the complete corpse was strangely invisible.

In the distance, there are precious fish and dragon horses, which seemed to have been hit hard by something, and they all collapsed on the ground, groaning in pain.

In the center of the field, on a huge tree stump, a burly man sat cross-legged on it, whistling boredly, humming obscene tunes like 'Don't run away, sister, hug me'.

Its upper body is naked, and its muscles are very strong, exposed to the air.

Since ancient times, it has been said in the rivers and lakes that tattooed dragons do not reach shoulders, and tigers do not go down the mountain, but this man has a dragon tattooed across his shoulders in front of him, and a mountain tiger embroidered behind him.

With a face full of flesh, it's hard to call him a good person.

At this time, under the man's feet, a man in a golden robe was writhing in pain.

The originally expensive golden robe was already stained with blood, and his majestic body was damaged, and many parts even showed abnormal postures.

"It's over here, you kid can go back, I save your life, not because you look good, but because you need a reporter, understand?"

The man said softly.

The man in the golden robe struggled to stand up and took a few deep breaths before he had the strength to speak.

He stared at the man on the tree stump, with fear, resentment, and disbelief in his eyes.

Who would have thought that just now he had broken through to the Grandmaster and found his son had died tragically. With a single order, dozens of fish and dragon warriors set out to fight together, but he was directly defeated by a strange man before reaching the finish line.

It didn't even make him feel a little bit rebellious.
The man let out a low breath, and didn't say anything harsh, just nodded, turned around, staggered, and walked down the mountain.

Breaking through as a master, he has already reached the top level of the Gu Clan, since he can't catch even one move, it means that the entire Gu Clan, in his eyes, is nothing more than mediocre.

Any more harsh words are nothing but self-inflicted humiliation.

Rather, it is better to stop loss in time.
Thoughts were clear, but the figure of the man in the golden robe became more and more desolate.
The burly man shook his head, stood up slowly, and yawned.

Suddenly, his complexion changed, and he took out a golden cicada from his bosom.

I saw the exquisite golden cicada chirping a few times in a low voice, but slowly crumbled.

The man sighed and stretched.

Under the sun, for a while, even the sun was dark.
(End of this chapter)