Creation of Animals in the Extermination of Corpses and Ghosts in Xiangxi

Bai Han was so depressed in the dark that he wanted to die. According to his thoughts, the Wang family had already lost at this time, and the Fang family had turned on the Nine Serenity Magic Lamp, which violated Zhu You's taboo. Even the Wei family will not blame it. As the Wu family with the most ambition among Zhu You's four veins, the strength has surpassed the Wang family and ranked second. There is no reason to let go of this golden opportunity. As long as the Fang family is destroyed, the Wu family can Fighting against the Wei family, and even becoming the leader who replaced the Wei family, why?

He even took the opportunity of exposing his identity to remind the elders of Wu's family, why is Wu's family still unmoved?

Isn't this what the Wu family dreamed of?

Bai Han couldn't figure it out, he figured out this natural thing by himself, why the Wu family retreated temporarily, gritted their teeth, spat out a mouthful of phlegm, and cursed: "Wu Xi!"

Don't be fooled by small profits, there must be a big picture. What kind of medicine is sold in Wu Xi's gourd?Is it possible that even Zhu You could not satisfy his ambition?

Although Bai Han had never confronted Wu Xie head-on, he knew that he had already lost for a while in the secret battle just now, and Wu Xie might become the biggest stumbling block in his plan, and he had to get rid of it!In Bai Han's eyes, the murderous intent has been revealed, and he has included Wu Xie in his must-kill list since then.

The Wu family refuses to be used as a gun for him, so who else, is it possible that he is going to be used as a gun by the Wu family?Bai Han fell into deep thought, suddenly a purple shadow flashed in front of him, the corners of Bai Han's mouth slightly raised, and said, "Is she here too?"

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Fang Yun was sitting on the lotus seat, and there were many ghosts in front of him. However, how could he withstand such a fright in his teens? He was so frightened that he peed his pants. Name, but it seems to be isolated from the world in all directions, only countless fierce ghosts swaying in front of his eyes, hanged ghosts, starving ghosts, dead ghosts, headless ghosts, cheap ghosts... All of them bared their teeth and claws, as if they were all rushing towards him. He ate him, and what made him even more uncomfortable was that there seemed to be a lot of small red spots on his body, which were so itchy that he kept scratching, but when he scratched, his skin was torn apart, and the whole small body was covered with scars from his scratching. Tired and dripping with blood.

"Wow wow wow!" Fang Yun waved his blood-stained hands in the air, "Daddy, daddy save me..."

The wind was blowing, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, the place where Fang Yun was was like a hell on earth.

Tang Fang looked back at the sitting 'self', this was the second time he saw 'self', Tang Fang seemed to be out of his body, he didn't know what was pulling him, and walked step by step from the bottom of the pool Stepping up, every step seemed to be on a stone step, and the snake-shaped eels around him avoided as if they had seen a ghost. Tang Fang took every step, step by step, like a lotus, in front of his eyes, a towering ancient The tree was right in front of him, he slowly climbed up the stone steps, surrounded by the wind, there seemed to be countless ghosts whistling and circling around the tree, trying to escape, but they seemed to be imprisoned by something, and could only stay in the tree. Swimming around the branches.

Then, he saw a bright lotus flower on which a young child was crying helplessly.

Tang Fang stepped forward, the child saw Tang Fang, startled for a moment, and asked, "You...are you a ghost?"

Tang Fang shook his head, and the child asked again: "Then who are you? I recognized it, you are, are you the God of Joy?"

Tang Fang smiled slightly, sat on the lotus flower, sat cross-legged with Fang Yun, and said with a smile, "You should be able to see it." After speaking, he lightly tapped Fang Yun's forehead, and suddenly Fang Yun's forehead was covered with golden light Flickering, the place illuminated by the sun is full of radiance, and Tang Fang's figure, under the radiance of this ray of light, slowly disappears.

"Quietness and inaction, self-cultivation." Fang Yun seemed to hear what 'Tang Fang' said the moment he disappeared, so Fang Yun seemed to have a clear understanding, and slowly sat cross-legged, opened the lotus seal with both hands, and on his small face, It seems that the treasure is so solemn that all ghosts cannot get close to it.

Time passed bit by bit, Fang Yun's physical body began to fester slowly, and the pain hit his upper body. If it were an ordinary person, he might have died of pain, but this child insisted on staying motionless on the lotus seat, letting his physical body slow down. His body was rotten and stinky, and at the end of an unknown day, maggots slowly appeared from his body and began to gnaw at Fang Yun's body. This kind of pain, even Ling Chi, was never enough, but this little child, Unexpectedly, he came forward abruptly, and the mark between the eyebrows, which was wiped by Tang Fang, became brighter and brighter.

Then at some point, even Fang Yun had forgotten the time, and Fang Yun didn't even know that he had turned into a pile of bones...

Time is flowing slowly, Fang Yun is meditating cross-legged, comprehending the Temple of the Bone, and under this old locust tree, under the deep pool, a person is also sitting cross-legged with Fang Yun...

There is nothing else in the heart, the sun and the moon flow away, pure and inaction, the mentality of the two is exactly the same, one is at the top of the tree, and the other is at the bottom of the tree.This feeling has never been similar. It used to be under the Wang family's ancestral grave, and Tang Fang once had it... Now it's just a rediscovery...

Fang Liu kept pacing under this old locust tree every day. For him, every day is like a year. It has been three months, a full three months, and the old locust tree of the Fang family has even begun to grow. Some are withered, and there is no grand occasion of fiery trees and silver flowers, and the fallen leaves become withered and yellow, rustling and falling.

In the past three months, Fang Liu was surprised by the calmness. In three months, except for the Wu family who came once, but then left, no one came, not even the members of the Wei family. Could it be the Wei family? Knowing that he could no longer control the other three families, he gave up on himself and acquiesced to the Fang family's view of bones, or is there some big storm brewing?

The calmer it was, the more dark waves surged in Fang Liu's mind. The dangerous smell of blood seemed to faintly float into Fang's yard. Maybe they were all waiting for that moment.

Bone Flowing Light, if Fang Yun was lucky enough to survive, he should have reached this point, right?

The shining of the bones symbolizes that they have passed the most difficult first two levels. If you add a little luck, it is more likely that the bones will grow muscle. Unfortunately, many Fang family ancestors have passed the first level. No one can overcome the first hurdle and the second hurdle.

Fang Liu felt uneasy, and only prayed and hoped that his ancestors would protect him.

Help our Fang family survive this calamity.

Suddenly, the locust tree began to tremble rapidly, and a ray of light shot up into the sky. Fang Liu's heart couldn't calm down immediately, and he murmured: "The bones are shining, the bones are shining...my son survived..."

Two lines of old tears flowed slowly...

"Gah." The Fang family's door, which hadn't been opened for a long time, was slowly opened, dust fell from the door, and a woman with a pretty face and all in purple came in slowly.

Fang Liu sighed, and secretly said: "The shining of the bones is the most dangerous moment in the Bone Temple. This person obviously knows that it is really the right time to come to the door at this time."

Fang Liu's face was still calm. Over the years, the self-cultivation of the superiors had made him a happy and calm city mansion. He said, "Miss Zi, you have been standing outside the door for three months, why don't you come in and have a cup of tea earlier?"

Zi Lingding, the female disciple of the head of Longhu Mountain and the proud disciple of Wu Yuehe, the contemporary head teacher, finally came to visit.