Judge of the Lamp

Chapter 439 Master's Mask

"Huh~~"

Xu Zhiqiong sighed, and there was an immediate reaction in the room.

Although he is hard of hearing, Xu Zhiqiong can still judge the movement in the room.

The man was clinging to the door, and his excitement could be felt through the door.

He is out of his mind.

He has been closed for too long, he is eager to go out, and now he has won the sixth-grade skill, he is almost a fool.

He was still trapped in that house for an unknown number of years, and he must have been very weak.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Yueshan, is that you?"

His voice was small, and he seemed a little suspicious.

If you believe this "huya", you may not be able to trust my voice.

Xu Zhiqiong adjusted his voice, tried his best to imitate Bai Yueshan's voice, and sang first: "The lotus leaves grow cool after the rain."

"Yueshan, it really is you!"

Hooked.

Xu Zhiqiong sang another sentence: "The evening court cools off the heat."

"Yueshan, you are finally here!"

Xu Zhiqiong sang again: "There is no heat, and the pillow mat is very fragrant and slippery."

"Yueshan..."

"The love of Zhengnai Baozhang is born, and the golden statue is comfortable."

"Are you here to save me, or to sing? This problem can't be corrected?"

This time he was convinced.

The sixth-grade skill is really a means to settle down.

You can't tell anyone about this method, if the other party knows Xu Zhiqiong's Great Goulan Realm, he will never be fooled.

"Master Tsukazai, the subordinates are here."

The other side was taken aback, speechless for a while.

This tone didn't sound like Bai Yueshan's.

"Yueshan, is it really you?"

Xu Zhiqiong knew that there would be doubts on the other side.

He didn't know the name and surname of this dictatorial Zai, and he didn't know how Bai Yueshan usually called him. It would definitely sound a bit abrupt to say Mr. Zhongzai.

It doesn't matter, Xu Zhiqiong is prepared.

"My lord, I don't know what to say about the friendship between you and me in the past. Now my lord has strayed into evil ways, but I am a stranger to Yueshan."

I call you that to distance myself from you on purpose.

This explanation is indeed reasonable, Zhong Zai hastily defended: "Yue Shan, do you really think that I have practiced evil ways? Others can't trust me, and you can't trust me either?
I have told you that the skill of 梼杌 is my innate talent, so how could it be my fault. "

Is the 梼杌 skill his talent?
This is not impossible, my innate skill comes from Qiongqi, and it is Qiongqi's high-grade skill.

But regardless of his talent or cultivation, Xu Zhiqiong didn't care whether he was wronged or not, what he cared about was how to kill this slaughterer.

The first thing to do is to understand the situation of both parties.

"My lord, why did you enter the Constellation Gallery?"

"The patriarch also thought that I practiced evil ways, but he caught me here, and locked me in a cell without any explanation."

Xu Zhiqiong asked again: "Is this your first time visiting the Xingxiu Gallery?"

A sigh came from behind the door: "Yueshan, I really don't want to lie to you. You think that the Patriarch really only values ​​you alone. When I was favored by the Patriarch, you hadn't entered yet. I don't know how many times I have been to this Xingxiu Gallery." time."

Xu Zhiqiong said again: "My lord is so familiar with Xingxiu Corridor, a door should not be able to stop you."

"If I am outside the door, this door will naturally not be able to stop me, but the situation inside and outside the door is very different, Yue Shan, you and I have known each other for many years, how do I treat you?"

Xu Zhiqiong sighed, "Your Excellency treats me with such kindness as a mountain."

"Yueshan, I really don't practice evil ways. Innate skills are the means for our Taoist sect to live and survive. I never told others that when things were critical that day, I used my innate skills to fight bloody. I am imprisoned here, but you have the heart to watch me be killed by the Patriarch?"

This is a complete lie.

It is really a talent skill, the master will not fail to see it.

Even if you really can't see it, it is impossible to directly imprison the dogmatic tomb slaughter without asking why.

Xu Zhiqiong sighed: "I trust my lord, but can my lord trust me? Why did you use the breath-eating soul technique on me?"

There was a long silence behind the door, it seemed that Xu Zhiqiong hit the nail on the head.

"Yueshan, who did you listen to? I have never used any technique on you!"

"My lord, I have seen it with an expert, and the expert will not be mistaken. It is the skill of horrifying breath and soul gnawing. You are so vicious."

"Which expert, please explain clearly! You can trust everyone, why don't you trust me? Just let me out, let's explain it in person, and let me see what kind of technique you have got!"

"My lord, if you don't help me undo the technique, I can't let you go out."

"That's it, that's it!" A long sigh came from inside the door, "You don't want to believe me, but why bother to save me, you go, just treat me as the rumored monster."

Did he give up?

of course not.

He is determined to eat Bai Yueshan.

He is familiar with Bai Yueshan's temperament, as long as Bai Yueshan believes that he is not practicing evil ways, he will definitely save him.

If Bai Yueshan found out that he was really cultivating evil ways, even if he gave up his own life, he would definitely not save him.

Therefore, in this case, it is absolutely impossible for him to admit that he used the breath gnawing skill against Bai Yueshan, let alone admit that he has practiced the fierce way of 梼杌.

Hearing that there was no movement inside the door for a long time, Xu Zhiqiong sighed softly: "I trust Lord Zukazai, but how can I save you? I can't open this door either."

"The method to open the door is simple, just mobilize the power of imagery and open the door lock."

"Where is the lock?" Xu Zhiqiong searched the door for a long time with a lantern, but he really didn't see the lock.

"It's an invisible lock. You need to mobilize the power of imagery to see it. And concentrate your mind on the door. Search inch by inch, and you will naturally see where the lock is."

Xu Zhiqiong did as he did. He concentrated on searching for a while, but he didn't find the door lock.

"My lord, my subordinates really didn't see it."

"Could it be that your cultivation base is not enough? You go and find the mask of the ancestor, and try it on."

"Where is the mask of the Patriarch?"

"Do you know where the Patriarch's bedroom is?"

Xu Zhiqiong said: "I know this."

"The mask of the patriarch must be in his bedroom. He seldom carries it with him. Look carefully, and he will find it soon."

Xu Zhiqiong carried the lantern, went back to the small black room, and came to the master. Compared with the spacious front hall, the master's bedroom was really not too big. Xu Zhiqiong searched for a while with the lantern, and he found it on the wall. a mask.

This mask was no different from the judge's ordinary mask, only felt a little heavier in the hand.

It didn't feel like wearing it on his face, and when he took a step, Xu Zhiqiong shook it three times, only feeling the ground under his feet kept rising and falling, he stumbled with every step, and almost fell on the master.

Xu Zhiqiong quickly took off the mask.

What's the situation? Is there any poison on this mask?
Xu Zhiqiong touched his cheek, but he didn't feel hurt, and there was no sign of poisoning.

After standing up and taking two steps, everything returned to normal.

He put on the mask and tried again, and the road under his feet changed again. After walking two steps with difficulty, Xu Zhiqiong realized that it was not a problem with the ground or his feet, but that his power of imagery was out of control.

The uneven ground comes from the concrete image in the mind.

This is obviously not the concrete image I want, but the concrete result is beyond my control.

What a powerful force!

After wearing the mask, the power of imagery doubled.

Although it was difficult to control, Xu Zhiqiong found a way to deal with the arbitrary Tomb Jae.

This mask is a sharp weapon against him.

Master, you are asleep anyway, so let me use this mask first.

Xu Zhiqiong took off the mask, held it in his hand, and came back to the door of the cell.

"Master Tsukazai, I got the mask, but after putting it on, I just feel dizzy."

"That's the mask of the patriarch. Of course you can't control it, but opening the lock should be enough. Just as I said, put on the mask, concentrate your mind again, and see what happens on the door."

Xu Zhiqiong put on the mask and observed carefully with the lantern in his hand. Wherever his thoughts gathered, he really saw a chain, a chain thicker than an arm.

The chains were criss-crossed and taut, tied to the door. At the end of the chains, Xu Zhiqiong saw a lock, an iron lock the size of a disc.

"I see the lock, how do I open it?"

"Open with the image of unlocking!"

Xu Zhiqiong didn't try it, so he naturally didn't intend to unlock it. After waiting for a while, Xu Zhiqiong said: "I tried it, and the lock doesn't move at all."

Tsukazai was very anxious: "You still want me to teach you the method of representation? You need a key to open the lock!"

Xu Zhiqiong said blankly: "There is no key on this door!"

"If there is an image of a key, there is a key!"

Does the image of a key have a key?
How about a different image?
Xu Zhiqiong deliberately said: "This subordinate is still puzzled."

Tsukazai sighed: "This is the Xingxiu Corridor, the holy place of our Taoism. The power of imagery can be used to the extreme here, and any concrete image can be turned into a real thing!"

"I see!" Xu Zhiqiong concentrated his thoughts under the mask, imagining the appearance of the key, and after spending a cup of tea, a real key really appeared under the door lock.

"The key came out, Mr. Zukazai, did you see it?"

Tsukazai said, "I'm inside the door, how can I see it?"

"I put the key in the crack of the door, just take a look at it."

"Don't do those useless things. This room is pitch black, with no light at all. I can't see you even if you are right in front of me."

black.

His cell, like the small black room, is dark.

Xu Zhiqiong smiled silently.

He has a great idea.

Tsukazai said: "Now insert the key into the lock, thinking that the key will change with the lock, so if you turn it in the lock, if there is any discrepancy, then change the shape of the key in the concrete, turn it several times, and slowly turn it. The lock is open."

Xu Zhiqiong agreed, but didn't insert the key into the lock.

He changed representations.

In his mind, he imagined a sharp knife more than two feet long, the handle of the knife was left outside the door, and the blade was inserted into the door.

I thought that such a concrete image would not be successful, but with the blessing of the mask, there is really an extra handle on the door.

Is there a knife in the door?

Xu Zhiqiong was not sure.

Zhongzai urged from inside the door: "Yueshan, is the lock unlocked?"

Xu Zhiqiong panted for a moment and said, "The key still won't turn, and I'll wait a little longer."

He was figurative again, and there was another handle on the door.

After going back and forth like this, Xu Zhiqiong inlaid six sharp knives on the door.

Tsukazai urged more and more anxiously: "Yueshan, is the lock unlocked?"

In the Constellation Corridor, a lot of energy is consumed.

Xu Zhiqiong still had to maintain a sixth-grade skill.

You have to use the power of imagery to inlay six knives.

Xu Zhiqiong almost squeezed himself dry.

After panting for a long time, Xu Zhiqiong said: "The door lock has been opened a little, but the iron chain on the door is still tight, but I can't pull it open!"

"Put in some more strength."

"I really don't have half the strength. The chain is too tight."

"Is the iron lock really open?"

Xu Zhiqiong said: "It is indeed open."

"You stay away, I'll knock the door open!"

Xu Zhiqiong was waiting for his words.

He took a few steps back and waited quietly.

There was a rush of footsteps in the house.

Deng Deng Deng Deng!

puff!

In the crack of the door, blood flowed out.

Zhongzai's voice came from behind the door: "Yueshan, you...you are not Baiyueshan."

"Master Zukazai, how can you not believe me, I am really Bai Yueshan." Xu Zhiqiong exerted his last bit of strength and poured his thoughts into the six knives, which looked like the six knives were twisted.

The sound of sharp knives cutting skin and bones continued, Xu Zhiqiong gritted his teeth and grinned, let's see if this guy will die!
(End of this chapter)