a few thousand years

Chapter 62 Daoist Daoist!

There was a short-term blindness, but he recovered soon. His spirit trembled, and his sea of ​​consciousness was hit. If he hadn't been protected, he might have fainted on the spot.

There were some small cuts on the body, which were barely noticeable.

Frowning, the wound caused by space fragmentation.The incompleteness of the space channel will cause the impact.

His vision gradually cleared up, where did he go?
In the simple room, there is a stone table in the middle, and a few stone benches, built by someone who is a bit rough.

Shi Qi, who was lying in a pool of blood, had multiple fatal wounds on his body, and still had some vague intelligence, he stretched out his trembling hand to ask him for help.

He simply sealed the wound on her body, fed a elixir so as not to faint, and left her alone.

Struggling to get up, the wound was paralyzed and the huge pain could not be felt, but the impact was not eliminated.

Those wounds comparable to peerless magic soldiers are shocking. I don't know what caused them. They are directly missing a part. Could it be that someone sneaked in during that brief period of unconsciousness?This is the fundamental gap between the two.

There was a pair of animal skins spread out on the table, which looked very familiar.

He took it off the table directly, without thinking about the consequences of his rashness just now.

It seemed to be the same material as my own, and the unknown animal skin was extremely tough.

It also depicts something, countless creatures kneeling on the ground, with sad expressions, wearing funeral costumes, the scene is very spectacular.

Taking the other pair out, it just fits together, and now the whole looks a little different.

After that figure, countless souls dressed in mourning and saw him off.

However, based on Zhou Yuan's feeling, there was a high possibility that the figure from the back was not dead, but was doing something.

What is it?After all, he didn't have a clue, looking at the incomplete animal skin roll, there was still a part missing, which part should be filled, and then he could know everything.

A familiar but unfamiliar machine voice sounded in my mind: "Ding! New task reminder, collect a complete painting
Current progress 2/3
Bonus tip: create the ability to modify and improve rules"

Before he could think too much, a hand suddenly appeared and stuck to the two sets of animal skin rolls.

Zhou Yuan came back to his senses, and a person suddenly appeared in front of him, looking at him with a smile.

An old man with a very long beard, with a majestic face but a bright smile at the moment, has been in a cage for a long time, and suddenly he is free.

Seeing that the young man in front of him rolled up the two sets of animal skins, he didn't want to touch him, he was not angry, and he still smiled happily.

Rubbing his hands, he raised Erlang's legs, but put them down again, but when he thought of something, he raised his legs higher, and his sitting posture became more presumptuous, laughing loudly.

After waiting for him to calm down, Zhou Yuan asked, "You don't have much time."

I can see at a glance that you are not human!

This is just a phantom that has been left here for many years, and it is forced to exist for a longer period of time with secret methods.

The old man laughed enough, hooked his fingers at him, coughed a few times, trying to think about something.

Seeing that he was motionless, he didn't show any signs and could only sigh: "I don't want your broken painting, I just want some dry tobacco and a jug of fine wine"

With a thought in Zhou Yuan's mind, a box of cigarettes and a jar of old wine appeared on the table, but he didn't give it to him directly. He pressed it with his hand and said, "Are you able to drink in your current state?"

After he was protecting the things, the old man was still worried that he would not give them to him. He didn't expect to ask such a boring question, and said with a smile: "Little friend, you are not worrying too much. The old man has great powers, and this trivial matter is not easy."

In the blink of an eye, the figure like floating smoke gradually condensed into a solid body.

A handful of things came from him.

Opening the mud cover, the aroma of wine overflowed, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and poured it directly into his mouth.

Some of them are exhausted, or they smack their lips when they run out of wine.

He wanted to take a puff of a cigarette, but he didn't know how to do it. Even the butt of the cigarette was reversed. Zhou Yuan helped him adjust it.

I don't know where the hole came from to diffuse the smoke. According to the speed at which he smoked one, the smoke didn't cover the place.

Zhou Yuan took out all his stocks, he was afraid that the old man would be begging himself later.

"This is good cigarettes and good wine, how can I do without ordering food and drink?" He said and glanced at Shi Qina.

She, who was already seriously injured and resting beside her, almost fainted from this shock.

"Hahaha, just kidding, just kidding." Pushing a jar of wine to Zhou Yuan's side, motioned to drink with him.

Helpless, I had to drink carefully, and there was not much change after that. The old man became happier as he drank, and he felt this feeling carefully without dispelling his drunkenness.

After the wine was exhausted, everyone was drunk, lying on the stone table, slurping something in his mouth.

Zhou Yuan whispered softly, and uttered half a poem: "I don't know where I am when I am drunk, and I am a fairy in the sky."

"Who knows the mountain... Hiccup mountain tiger, kill the Luopo fairy" was full of drunkenness, and hiccupped to answer such a nonsense poem.

Zhou Yuan sighed and just sat with him like this.

"It's been a long time, I haven't felt free, and I can finally be myself again, that's why...why is it so bad, I'm not afraid of death."

The old man's body gradually faded away, and this enigmatic old man just disappeared, with no possibility of reappearing.

There were cracks in the stone table suddenly, and it collapsed suddenly, and there was a wooden box among the rubble after the dust settled.

The color of black gold is not ordinary at first sight, and there is a very simple seal on it, which was broken by him with a flick of a finger.

The moment he opened it, he was caught off guard by the pressure of the real dragon, and he got down on one knee, and it took him a long time to react.

Poor Shiqi, just fainted from fright, I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

A dragon ball, dazzling and terrifying, but the deterrence is fleeting, and there is a strange force on the wooden box to restrain it.

There are also some black and golden lumps, and a jade talisman is stuffed inside.

He didn't touch anything else but picked up the jade talisman and pressed it to his forehead.

A figure appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, that old man.

Smiling and beckoning to him, she condensed her figure and walked towards him.

The old man turned around him curiously, and then said with a little admiration: "Young people are awesome, you can use your spiritual consciousness to change into your own appearance completely at this level."

Zhou Yuan didn't respond, and the old man started talking on his own.

"I think the old man was a genius of heaven and earth when he was born. Tsk tsk, I was the darling of heaven and earth. Before I was born, due to various changes, my blood was infinite and pure, and I became the legendary six-clawed golden dragon.

Since then, it has embarked on the road of evolution, to that nine claws!There are too many stories in my life, and most of them are miracles in the eyes of others, but there are also some regrets

I failed to reach the level of Nine Claws because I thought it was too simple, but my life is still extremely wonderful. Let those storytellers under the flyover know a thing or two, tell me, can't this be eaten for a lifetime?
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After a pause, he walked up to Zhou Yuan and thanked him.

"I've already died. It's a pity that no one has listened to my complaints for a long time. Thank you for listening. What I drink with you is just a little obsession in the early years. There is my natal essence in the wooden box." Blood and dragon balls are a thank you gift.

My time is running out, and you will be able to see me, even if it is fate, I wish fellow Taoists here! "If you take the sword, the way will be long"

Zhou Yuan was a little moved: "Fellow daoists will not leave, and we will see each other by fate!"

(End of this chapter)