ghost head legend

"But I heard you say that cultivators have disappeared for thousands of years? Why did they suddenly appear now, and they are still fighting with Lord Big Dipper?"

The old man shook his head: "I don't know about this, but seeing the reflection of the Big Dipper, this person should be forcibly taking his life against the sky."

"Death against the sky?" Wang Guohua said suspiciously.

"Yes! The Big Dipper represents the four seasons of the year, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and also represents life, old age, sickness and death. As long as you have this strength, if someone dies accidentally, the power of the stars can bring you back to life."

"Ah!" Another exclamation, Wang Guohua can be said to be very depressed today.Unexpectedly, she lost her composure repeatedly, but no one who heard of such a thing could keep a calm heart.If anyone said this, Wang Guohua would not believe it.But Wang Guohua had no choice but to believe this old man.

The old man never took his eyes off the Big Dipper, "The way of heaven is vast, and the way of immortality is nowhere to be found. I have been searching for it for a hundred years, but I still can't find it. If I can find this person to solve the doubts in my heart, there may be a glimmer of hope."

Wang Guohua was stunned and said: "Senior Gongsun, isn't Mai not a cultivator?"

"Haha! My lineage of Mai belongs to astrological divination. It is incomparable to read astrology for others. Only then Zhuge Liang can compete with my Patriarch Mai. As for the pursuit of immortality, even my Patriarch Mai can't get it."

At this moment, the Big Dipper changed, and the seven stars flickered a few times, and then became brighter and brighter, and a beam of light appeared between the stars to connect them together.

"Seven Stars!" The old man seemed very excited. "It seems that I really want to leave here and go out for a walk."

Kirigakushi Shigetou looked at them with a gloomy face, the Japanese Shinto world Tsurugin, Wuxing, Zangyin amp; #8226; amp; #8226; amp; #8226; amp; #8226; amp; #8226; amp; #8226 Gathered in the Wuyin Sect, looking at the Big Dipper with solemn expressions. "Sect Master Wuyin, I think we cultivators don't have to interfere with the affairs of the secular world. As for Wuyin Xiedao, the Chinese cultivator, doesn't he have a three-year contract with you? I think it's better to talk about it after three years." Hidden Zong Zangyin was the first to stand up and leave.Then Heyin and Wuxing suzerains also left one after another.

Wuyin Zhonglou looked at them with a gloomy face, and the sinister look in his eyes flashed past.Originally, he convened a few major suzerains today to discuss retaliation for the terrorist attack that China carried out in Japan, and to take back the Wuyin evil sword by the way.Because he doesn't believe in the existence of Chinese cultivators at all.For Glory, he just regarded it as an accident, the only cultivator in China.As long as he is killed, China will have nothing to rely on, and it is not at the mercy of Japan.

But just when they reached an agreement, such an accident happened.Seeing the abnormal shape of the Big Dipper, it is obvious that the Chinese cultivators are using the power of the stars to arouse the power of the stars.Although he didn't know why this cultivator did this, but with such strength, even if all the ascetics in the Japanese Shinto world joined hands, they would be instantly wiped out like ants.

Wuyin Chonglou had no choice but to give up, and had no desire for revenge.Only after three years did he regain the Wuyin Evil Knife.

In a manor in London, England, two people were drinking tea. An old man laughed: "Arthur, the Chinese tea ceremony fascinates me."

Arthur smiled slightly: "Yes! China is a mysterious country with a civilization of 5000 years, which we cannot fully understand.