lethal arsenal

Chapter 71 Laojun Palace (addition for Dragon Boat Festival)

Lin Dong raised his eyebrows, there are eight green affixes to choose from.

Now he can see some clues, the affixes that appear are basically closely related to his own experience.

The "snake spirit step" and "turtle breath health preservation method" must have some connection with the turtle and snake generals.

The so-called "Hundred Battle Sword Technique" is not understood, and it is completely ignored.

Now, Master Ruan's saber technique is enough to be used, not to mention that he also has the affix blessing of weapon affinity, the things on the weapon, he is really enough, and now he hopes to strengthen himself, and all the great power belongs to himself.

As for the skill of "holding the essence and keeping one's true form", Lin Dong has some vague impressions.

In the arena, Wu Youwei used a big move, and couldn't help shouting out the name of the move. He had a deep memory.

Well, don't consider the martial arts of your defeated opponent.

Lin Dong couldn't help but think, wouldn't it be embarrassing to say big moves to each other during a fight?

It seems that I don't have such a bad habit... Huh?

Yes or no?
forget.

The remaining four affixes, four out of two, are all related to animals, so there is no need to worry too much about them.

Lin Dong put his thoughts on the two affixes [Brave Bull Great Practice] and [Brave Bull Crashing Mountain Strength].

At first glance, this name seems to be a complete set of its own affix system. If you don't pick these two, should you choose something else?

next moment.

Lin Dong couldn't help stretching his arms, stretched his waist, and lowered his dantian, a faint heat flow spread to his limbs and bones, and his muscles and bones all over his body exploded like crackling firecrackers.

Lin Dong's feet stuck to the ground, and the ground sank an inch. He didn't make any movements. After the firecrackers were set off, his head seemed to be a little higher, and his body seemed to be pinched by the slender palm of a goddess and pulled up.

The skeleton was stretched out, and the body was more than an inch taller.

He shook his neck and made a creaking, creaking sound. The strange feeling was not an illusion.

Lin Dong looked at his hands, the already thick knuckles of his five fingers were enlarged again. The most exaggerated thing was that the clothes that were originally fitted were stretched tightly, and there was really no gap at all when the trouser legs stuck to his feet.

It was as if a generator pump had been stuffed into his body, and the bioelectricity was also stored in his muscles, which gave him a vague illusion that he could punch a fist with electromagnetic power by relying on his own strength.

When Lin Dong was young, he also read a little Haihu comics. With a mortal body, he could turn a magnetic field and unleash terrifying combat power. With a single punch, he could get tens of thousands of horses.

It's a pity that I only saw a little bit at that time, and the comic book was taken away by the teacher before I had enough time to enjoy it.

Later, when the senior high school entrance examination was approaching, the family was strictly controlled, and the habit of reading comics had not yet been formed, so the Haihu incident disappeared.

Lin Dong raised his eyebrows, with a ferocious aura, following the trend, he felt that his current self was a little bit like a character in Haihu comics.

He tried to punch, and there was a muffled thunderous punch in the air.

"My current strength is ranked first in the whole world."

Such a thought flashed through his head, and then he looked at his thick wrist, and couldn't help but let out a Versailles sigh: "Hey, I really don't want to be a muscular thug."

As soon as the thoughts in his mind were stopped, the generator pump in the lower dantian began to reverse, and the qi stored in his body seemed to shrink to the center along the limbs and bones.

After a crackling sound.

Lin Dong stretched his arms again, and the exaggerated and bulging muscles on his arms returned to their original appearance.

"It's nice to have the freedom to control your body shape."

muttered.

Lin Dong's voice seemed a little brisk, and he continued to rush towards Baiyun Temple.

"Little Taoist priest, what kind of mystery are you playing with me?"

His face was stern, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

The most annoying thing in this life is cheating.

……

At the end of the loess road is Baiyun Temple.

The Taoist temple looks very old, and the roof tiles are dusty.

The moss on the steps had died a long time ago, only the surrounding green brick walls could see some traces of green plants.

Lin Dong looked around, but saw no one.

"Little Taoist, little Taoist, Fang Yuanjue!"

He yelled a few times, and then stepped into it. The powerful force bubbling in his body made him feel unprecedentedly confident, even the gods and Buddhas in the sky could fight a battle.

So, no worries.

In the Taoist temple, there are traces of abandonment everywhere, the only thing that is a bit eye-catching is a peach tree at the entrance.

The peach tree is very new. In the decaying Taoist temple, it is rare to have a touch of newness. The branches are swaying, and there are still some traces of knife carving on the trunk. However, the peach tree is still alive and well.

"Laojun Palace"

This sign is eye-catching. The screen wall facing the hall was smashed, the animal spines on the top of the wall were broken, and there were several clear footprints on the steps in front of the hall.

Lin Dong was a little surprised, and subconsciously put his feet on it for comparison.

The two saber eyebrows raised sharply.

His feet and the footprints on the steps fit perfectly together, as if these footprints were left by him, but how is this possible?

He has never been here.

Whether it is before or after crossing, today is the first time to visit Baiyun Temple.

There is a faint feeling of trembling in my heart.

He folded his arms together, rubbed his fists together, and lowered his eyebrows: "Lao Tzu, let's see what you're doing."

With fierce thoughts, Lin Dong didn't bother with the issue of footprints. He glanced at the headless blue stone lions standing on the left and right sides of the main hall, and Lin Dong strode into the hall.

The inside of Laojun Hall is unexpectedly clean, and the statue of Laojun in the temple seems to be looked after by someone, and there is a lifelike stone carving of a big green bull under the seat.

Qingniu sits on his stomach, his eyes seem to be closed but not closed, as if sleeping soundly.

In front of the incense table, there are melons and fruit snacks, and there is also an incense altar, which is complete with all Buddhist objects.

"General, you are here."

A clear voice came from behind.

Lin Dongmeng turned around, and saw the little Taoist standing in front of the main hall with a smile on his face.

The little Taoist priest changed into a robe today, wearing a purple fairy cave robe, wearing a delicate lotus crown, holding a golden bell in one hand, and a spirit flag in the other.

Lin Dong raised his eyebrows, and wanted to scold Xiaodaotong a few words, but when the words came to his lips, they softened a lot, and he asked coldly: "You told me to call you three times, and you came out. I was in front of the gate of hell, and I called more than three times, but I didn't see half of you. Do you think you lied to me?"

"General, please forgive Xiaodao. The main reason is that there are too many of you. The soldiers are bloody and brave, and the hostility is so high that I dare not come out."

The little Taoist was serious, bowed and bowed.

Lin Dong rubbed his brows, feeling a little impatient.

He put the wooden box on Laojungong's table, opened it, and asked bluntly: "You don't want to come out? Okay, then let me ask you a question, ghosts and ghosts? Which kind are you? Do you know that you are dead?"

He had a worst plan in mind.

That is, the demon god has broken free from the seal, and it is this little Taoist priest.

Just like Luo Xingyun, he saw the little guy's body in that cart with his own eyes.

It's just that the little Taoist has never had any evil thoughts on him, and it makes people feel close to him faintly. In addition, there are a series of reasons such as the gift of the bead necklace and the mission.

He always had a premonition in his mind, even if it was a ghost, he hoped that this little guy would be a good ghost.

Da Yang slanted his finger, aiming at the lotus flower crown.

"In my life, I hate being deceived the most."

In the main hall, it was Lin Dong grinding his teeth, mixed with a bad breath, and even the candles on Laojun's incense table were swaying in a gust of evil wind.

　It was a bit late when I posted it, but I still came out with a chapter.

　　The little author is here to wish my brothers a happy Dragon Boat Festival!Remember to eat zongzi.

　　
　
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