Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 44 Taking the left eye of the sky is not alone

The Buddha element enters the body, and the gentle and powerful Buddha power pours into Luohou's dantian.

The black and white yuan bead spun immediately, absorbing the golden Buddha yuan.

Soon, the absorbed Buddha element broke the balance of the dual element of god and demon, and split into two petals again. White, black, and gold, the three-color extreme elements kept approaching and repelling each other. The three parties wrestled with each other and competed for the dominance.

It hurts so much!
This is the double tearing of the soul and the body, as if the power of the whole universe ran into Luo Hou's body, but it did work at the level of a meson.

Luckily there was no one in the bedroom, Luo Hou let out a muffled snort.

After the process of tearing and reshaping, I don't know how long it took, and the gods, demons, and Buddhas finally merged into a balanced three-color bead, hanging deep in the dantian.

The three-color beads transport themselves, releasing extreme and pure power.

One life two, two beget three, three beget all things.

Everything bears yin and embraces yang, and rushes into harmony.

Luo Hou with new power opened his eyes, the outside of the window was white, and everything was thriving.

After he finished grooming, he heard the voices of Huang Quan and Shaohao from the Tiandu Square:

"Open Flame Zhu Yi·Four Gods Sacrifice·Niyuan Dharma Curse!"

"Bright Flame Zhuyi·Four Gods Sacrifice·Niyuan Dharma~"

"Wrong, come again, Minghuo Juyi·Four Gods Sacrifice·Niyuan Dharma Curse!"

"Come again."

"Duh!"

"Duh!"

Boom, boom.

Two groups of flames exploded in the square, causing the temperature in Tiandu, which was originally blown by the wind from the West Sea, to rise a few degrees.

Luo Hou poked his head out from the window, looked at the serious Huang Quan and the serious Shaohao, smiled and shook his head.

The open flame Zhu Yi spell is a fire magic. The first move of the reverse source spell is a counter-injury move, which inflicts double counter-injury on the target, and has its own burning effect.

Shaohao inherited the DNA of the God of Death, so there is no need to learn the martial arts of the God of Death, but to learn other moves, just like human beings, you need to lay the foundation, and then comprehend it until you master it.

With his cleverness, it still took him three days to learn the first move of Ming Huo Zhu Yi.

After absorbing the power of death from Sirius' right eye, Shaohao's height jumped up again.

At this time, he turned into a handsome boy of seven or eight years old, wearing a moon-white thin cotton shirt embroidered with a few branches of emerald green bamboo.

On the feet are a pair of light-soled black leather boots.

Regardless of Jun Mansui and Xie Yu's objections, Luo Hou insisted on digging out a few holes in the boots, exposing Shaohao's tender toes.

"Mr. Wu, why are the good shoes broken?"

"Ventilated and comfortable."

Looking at Wu Jun himself, under the same moon-white thin shirt, there is a pair of straw sandals, showing thick big feet.

These straw sandals are worn by farmers when they go to the fields.

Jun Mansui sighed, and the dignified Wu Jun went out like this.

Among the mountains at the junction of West Wulin and North Wulin, there is a quiet bamboo forest, and a river of clear water winds outside the bamboo forest.

The smoke in the river is like a jade belt.

The bamboo forest contains rain, and some people live in seclusion.

The well-known doctor Xie Tianbu is not alone in Jianghu, so he lives here.

When Luo Hou led Shaohao into Qianzhuwu, the sound of Yaoqin jingling dongdong came from the bamboo grove, like raindrops falling on the river surface, causing a series of ripples.

In harmony with the sound of the piano, a slightly sad voice sounded:
"Several chirping sounds, and the rest of the flowers are reported. Xichun even folds the remnant red. The rain is light and the wind is violent, and the plums are green. Yongfeng willows, no one is flying flowers and snow all day long."

This situation made Luo Hou embarrassed to read his poem title of war and destruction.

Hearing unfamiliar footsteps, the sound of the piano did not stop.

A pair of white and slender hands plucked the strings, the owner of the hands was wearing a scarlet brocade robe embroidered with black spider webs.

Looking further up, it was an extremely beautiful, yet indistinguishable face.

Although Luo Hou didn't speak, the powerful aura still forced Tian Bugu to stop. He looked up at the two visitors, one big and one small.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

"Wu Jun Luo Hou."

"Are you Luohu?"

Tian Bugu didn't hide the surprise in his eyes. The man in plain robe and straw sandals with baby fat on his face turned out to be the tyrant Luo Hou?

"Of course."

"What's the matter with Qianzhuwu? I won't see a doctor today."

"I am here not to seek medical treatment."

"Oh? Then what's going on between you and me?"

With the experience of Sirius, Shaohao replied very consciously: "Your left eye contains the power of death, I want to get it back."

"Hahaha~ kid, who are you?"

"My name is Shaohao, and I am the son of Martial Lord Luohu."

Although Tianbugu lives in seclusion, as No.1 in the blood list, he has his own powerful intelligence network, so he has naturally heard about the son of God being adopted by Luohou.

"I see."

"You can just sit there, and you can continue playing the piano. I will soon be able to take out the power of the god of death."

The power of the god of death in Tianbugu's left eye has long been fused with flesh and blood, if it is taken out, it will inevitably lead to blindness.

He thinks very highly of himself, how could he easily surrender his eyes.

When he played the stringed qin, it flew up into the air, several silk threads pierced through the air, piercing towards the big acupoints all over Luohou's body.

Mo Xuanshen Needle is not only his surgical tool, but also his weapon.

Threading needles to save people, murdering and setting fire to dismember corpses.

"Seven Stars Shining Moon Thousand Shadows Return to Evil, Drink!"

Tianbugu's attack came swiftly and fiercely, two moves in succession, covering the sky and covering the earth.

In a blink of an eye, Luo Hou's 36 major acupoints had been locked, and a continuous net was laid around him, forming a hanging silk formation.

"Unwise choice."

Luo Hou casually slapped the palm, breaking the sun and the wind.

He only used three points of energy. As a top nurse, Tianbugu is of great value to the plight.

Unexpectedly, the three-color extreme elements were transported and transformed, and the aura of destroying heaven and earth surged, and with a bang, Qianzhuwu suddenly disappeared.

Thousands of bamboo poles were broken, the ground was cracked three feet, and the medical hut collapsed into ruins.

Luo Hou himself was taken aback, if Shaohao's Death Cry was a torpedo, then the Sun Breaking Wind Palm at this moment was a nuclear bomb, destroying the ground with one palm.

Tian Bugu was blown away by the palm energy and fell several feet away, with multiple injuries all over his body.

He struggled to raise his head: "You really are Rahu!"

"I don't intend to hurt you, so hand over the Eye of Death."

"Skills are not as good as people, take them!"

Tianbugu was also like Sirius, wanting to pick out the eyeballs by himself, but was interrupted by Luohou.

"Let me come, I promise it won't hurt."

Luo Hou's heart twitched, fortunately this was the last eye.

Shaohao covered Tianbugu's left eye with his small hand, absorbing the black death air.

Luo Hou saw that Tianbugu's whole body trembled slightly, and his slender fingers had already penetrated into the soil, grasping the ground with all his might, so he didn't cry out in pain.

All tough guys.

Fortunately, the painful process was not long, the power of death was sucked up by Shaohao, and Tianbugu's eyes were still as bright as before.

However, without the blessing of the power of the god of death, it will not be so miraculous to perform surgery in the future.

It's a pity for this bamboo forest.

With God's financial resources, it is not difficult to rebuild Qianzhuwu, but it will take at least a hundred years for this bamboo forest to restore its original appearance.

Even if the bamboo can grow again, the name tags tied to the bamboo forest have all been destroyed.

Every famous article is a story about night rain in the rivers and lakes.

(End of this chapter)