Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 130 Everyone has their own thoughts (additional update, 45)

Yi Yu is here.

Just as Meng Fan expected in the afternoon, once a person has a thief's heart, he will get closer and closer to the strange state of "the heart will not die until he reaches the Yellow River".

What's more, the zombie that Ren Weiyong's corpse turned into is related to family grievances, as well as the use of future protection and the rise of future generations. Yi Yu is really reluctant to give up.

Taking advantage of the darkness, he easily climbed up a big tree using his hands and feet. He reached a height of nearly 20 meters, enough to overlook the entire Yizhuang scene.

For casual cultivators, all magic is learned secretly, piecemeal, and pieced together with less important inheritance from all sides. In this way, one can still be regarded as a cultivator.

However, the journey of practicing martial arts is different from the major training sects that strictly adhere to their own inheritance. As long as you give them enough money, you can pay for anything.

After all, a penny beats a hero.

There may be situations where people would rather starve to death than spread the word, and want to bring their own martial arts back to the coffin, but it is by no means common.

As a result, the elders accumulated over the generations, and in Yi Yu's hands, he also learned a lot of superior skills, and could barely fly over the walls.

However, Yi Yu climbed up the tree in twos and twos, feeling that no one had noticed him, and felt slightly proud, but the truth was extremely cruel.

The Eye of Heaven locked onto him immediately.

In the process of climbing the tree, Meng Fan used the technique of Bagua and Five Elements.

Qian, the hexagram is heaven, and the five elements belong to gold.

It is located in the northwest in Houtian Bagua.

This method was used to suppress Old Master Ren with one punch earlier, but it can not only harden oneself and external objects, but can also form illusions.

To be honest, Meng Fan didn't understand it very well.

Uncle Feng, who was groping for the way forward, also had only a half-knowledge. He mentioned in his practice handbook——

When I was studying medical skills, I discovered that ancient medical books recorded a type of dry eye disease that can cause blurred vision and hallucinations, so I boldly tried it.

Finally, the combination of Bagua's gold element and Five Elements' metal element came together.

In Yi Yu's sight, there was nothing under the eaves of Yizhuang and in the corridor. Only a dim oil lamp was still burning in the morgue.

Little did he know that Meng Fan, who had dispelled his Heavenly Eye Technique, raised his eyes slightly and was staring at him silently.

"Sure enough, I guessed right. This little Taoist priest is weird. He must be a descendant of the Feng Shui master back then."

"If we continue like this, we will never get things done. In the meantime, we will inevitably have to do justice for God."

Meng Fan suspected that he wanted to steal the zombies and kill all the direct bloodline of the Ren family.

Frankly speaking, if things stop at:

The Feng Shui master dispersed Ren Weiyong's soul so that he could not be reincarnated and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

That's all.

Because things are in the past and cannot be undone.

He tricked the Ren family for another 20 years, causing the family to decline. The clan members experienced various levels of misfortune, including injuries or disabilities, and the business gradually declined. This would be an almost demonic and heretic style of conduct.

If you really want to implicate the descendants, take their lives, take away the body of their ancestor Ren Weiyong, and continue to do evil things, there is no need to be pitiful, just kill them with thunder!

Uncle Jiu thinks so too.

At this moment.

Yi Yu, who was lying on the tree waiting for an opportunity, did not realize that he was being targeted and was only one step away from turning into ashes and dying.

"The oil lamp is on, so someone must be guarding the body."

Yi Yu cursed in his heart:

"Oh, Maoshan Taoist really likes to meddle in other people's business. Isn't it good to stay in his ancestral home and drink tea and talk about Taoism? He has to come to the world to wade in muddy waters! Bad luck!"

I don’t know since when, the so-called revenge has become a cover, a cover to make excuses for selfishness.

Instead of being in debt to the Yi family, the Ren family became the master of suffering. The Feng Shui master and his grandson Yi Yu worked hard to create a zombie with unlimited potential to prosper the family.

If you are on the fourth level of the Taoist platform, you will have overwhelming resentment in your heart.

You know, such excellent corpse refining materials are rarer than a dragonfly touching a water hole!
At this thought, Yi Yu was blinded by greed, forgetting his previous vigilance, silently raised his hand and pricked his middle finger.

Blood dripped down.

Impartially, they all fell into a small bronze jar with a hollow lid and full of complex patterns.

Immediately afterwards, there were bursts of strange movements inside.Morgue, inside a thin coffin.

Mr. Ren's throat trembled as he closed his eyes, and the black-green paws that had been folded quietly on his chest suddenly moved.

The corpse-suppressing talisman will ignite spontaneously without fire.

As time passed, corpse energy filled the entire coffin, and wisps of black mist visible to the naked eye seeped out from the gaps.

Huh...huh...huh...

Wen Cai's purring echoed.

Qiu Sheng scratched his cheek, turned over, and continued to fall asleep.

in the dark.

The blood on Meng Fan's fingertips was wiped away bit by bit until it completely disappeared.

The Gu worm beating in the old man's throat was slightly quiet, but Ren Weiyong, who was parasitized by it, suddenly opened his eyes!

boom!
Three sides of the coffin glowed with bright golden light, like a fishing net, but there was nothing magical about the bottom. It immediately fell apart, with large and small wood chips crashing into all directions.

Wencai, who usually slept very hard, shivered when he heard the noise and sat up straight.

"earthquake?"

The voice did not fall.

Jingle Bell……

The bell array arranged in advance took effect after a delay, and the copper bells smashed in all directions, making a rapid sound.

Qiu Sheng rushed out the door with his mahogany sword.

As expected of a martial arts practitioner, his skills and reactions are very fast...

With everything in Meng Fan's eyes, he suddenly thought of something: When a beast attacks, I just need to run faster than my companions.

Obviously, Wencai ran slowly.

When he was awakened, the guy had not yet reacted and was still very confused. He is still sitting on the bed.

He is slow, but Old Master Ren is not slow!

A fishy wind exuding a putrid smell rushed towards my face.

In times of crisis, people always have the potential to be stimulated back. If not, we can only hope for a miracle, or close our eyes and wait for death.

When it comes to the desire to survive, the talented junior brother is not weaker than others in his life!
The moment the zombie jumped up and pounced, this guy picked up the ink brush line placed next to Qiu Sheng's pillow, pulled it hard, and raised his hand to block it in front of him.

Snapped!
There was a sound similar to the explosion of firecrackers.

Old Master Ren flew out upside down.

Wencai quickly jumped out of bed.

"Master, help!"

"Brother!"

Qiu Sheng opened the door to no avail, and kept banging against it. He never expected that the door that could be opened easily in normal times was now as solid as a rock.

Bang!Bang bang!

In just two breaths, there were loud slapping sounds and cries for help.

If someone opened his Dharma Eye and looked from the outside, he would be surprised to find that the door of the morgue was covered by a layer of golden gas.

Of course, with the barrier of illusion, the outside world couldn't detect the abnormality at all.

"What's going on? The female worm is quiet, which means it has raised its body. Why is there no movement inside..."

on the tree.

Yi Yu, a wild Taoist priest, was puzzled.

And next to the door, Uncle Jiu wore an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, clearly prepared for a long time, and if the situation was wrong, he would immediately rush in to save people.

However, Meng Fan, who used his heavenly eyes to observe the internal scene, shook his head and signaled his uncle to act rashly.

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(End of this chapter)