dragon hunter

Chapter 400
In the dark and narrow tomb passage, my back was slightly tense, and the palm of my hand holding the Gouyu sword had already begun to ooze sweat.

Standing opposite is the most powerful guy I have ever met in my life.

I was a little surprised before, because the other party's mental power was stronger than I imagined.

Now, after guessing the identity of the other party, I finally realized that this is a century-old monster who has resurrected from a dead body.

"I originally thought that I could hide my identity for a long time. Can you tell me how you guessed it?" Dao Ji asked in an interested tone without rushing to make a move.

"Actually, I was just guessing before, and it wasn't confirmed until after you appeared." Seeing that the other party was not in a hurry to make a move, I followed the trend and delayed the time.

"Oh? I've always thought that your Zhang family is very smart. The ancestors you met back then were the same, and so are you." The expression on Dao Ji's face was unpredictable.

"When I started fighting with you, I could see that you are a guy who resurrected the dead, but your high-profile style of behavior puzzled me. People with unknown identities like you should hide their strengths and bide their time." I said in a deep voice .

"However, what the old Fangtou said made me guess your purpose. You are playing the old trick of becoming a god with incense." I stared at the other party and continued to talk.

"That's right, only by recruiting believers can I absorb enough vow power, but how did you guess my identity?" Dao Ji's tone was somewhat curious.

"Old Fangtou said that you are the spirit produced in the painting, but I don't believe it, because I have a magic weapon, and I have the spirit of the weapon. Naturally, I know how harsh the conditions are for producing a spirit from the tool itself." I said Coming here, I think of Axin, the spirit of the soul jade bell.

It was also the scene where Ah Xin transformed into the spirit of the weapon, which reminded me that the identity of Dao Ji, besides being a spirit produced by the artifact itself, is more likely to be the same as Ah Xin, who, as a ghost, merged into the artifact In the middle, become a tool spirit.

At that time, I just thought there was such a possibility, but I was not sure. When I came to this mysterious ancient tomb and saw the stone tablet left by my ancestors, I once again doubted the identity of Dao Ji.

Through the ancestor's message on the stone tablet, I learned that the ancient painting he showed to the Ruan family was given by the painting idiot Prince.

At that time, I felt that this matter was strange, the prince who is a painting idiot left an ancient painting to future generations, why should he go around in such a circle?
On the way here, Old Fangtou also mentioned the rumor about the painting idiot prince, and the subtle changes that have occurred continuously for hundreds of years.

This made me realize that there is a pair of invisible hands behind the scenes, manipulating all this.

I don't know why, but when I think of the person behind the scenes, the face of Dao Ji comes to my mind.

First, he used rumors to gather the beliefs of all living beings to be reborn. After rebirth, he recruited disciples and walked the path of becoming a god with incense and fire.

All of these coincidences can be related to the Dao Festival, so no one can help but doubt it.

Reminiscent of the Avenue Festival, the puppet owner of the antique shop asked the Tufuzi to come to this tomb to pick up an ancient painting, which made me suspicious again.

When I came in, I saw the mushrooms growing out of the eye sockets of the corpse. I suddenly realized that the painting was a trap. The thousand-year-old mushrooms would not mature without the blood of living people.

The ancient tomb was built in such a secret way, and not many people know how to open the Dragon-Breaking Stone.

At that time, I told the old Fangtou that the guy who arranged all this must be someone who knows the painting idiot prince very well.

So, when the old square asked me who that man was, I deliberately bluffed.

Unexpectedly, the Dao Ji, which was hidden in the dark, was really bluffed out.

At the moment the other party appeared, all the speculations became reality.

I originally thought that Dao Ji would ask endless questions, but I didn't expect that the other party seemed to be able to read minds. After taking a deep look at me, he said, "So that's how you guessed my identity."

I have a chilling feeling, this old monster is too scary, if I really do it, I have no chance of winning.

Fortunately, Dao Ji seems to be waiting for something, and is not in a hurry to do it.

I quickly thought about the countermeasures, and I had nothing to say: "Although I guessed your identity, there are still some details that are not clear. Can Daoji Festival clear up my doubts?"

"You want to ask, what role did your ancestor play in this matter?" Dao Ji seemed to be able to read minds, and he could tell what I wanted to ask at a glance.

I didn't speak, but my eyes betrayed the shock in my heart.

"As I said just now, the members of your Zhang family are all smart people. When your ancestors were building the mausoleum, they saw my plans and knew the purpose of asking him to pass on the paintings to future generations." Dao Ji talking.

"You probably told my ancestor, you know that after your death, the Ruan family will quickly decline, so let him hand over the painting to your descendants when the time is right?" I stared at the other party and said.

"You are very smart, and your ancestor is even smarter. He knew that there was a problem with the painting, and it has been delayed for decades. When he was about to die, he let his descendants transfer the painting to the Ruan family. I made a poisonous oath, even if he dies, I won’t hand over that painting to my descendants.” Daoji said with a complicated expression.

"It is said that the poison of a tiger does not eat its offspring, why do you even harm your descendants?" My eyes showed puzzlement.

In the eyes of others, that painting made the ruined Ruan family quickly rich and powerful, and it is an out-and-out treasure painting. Even I thought so at the beginning.

But after learning more inside information, I became more and more aware of the abnormality of the painting. I even guessed a little bit about the purpose of sending descendants to take the ancient painting from the secret method passed down by the ancestors to the Ruan family.

There is nothing free in this world. While that painting made the Ruan family rich, it also sucked away the luck of the entire Ruan family.

My ancestors passed on the secret method to the Ruan family to give the Ruan family a little more power to protect themselves. Later, the Zhang family came to pick up paintings for this purpose.

It's a pity that the Ruan family was too greedy, and in the end they killed themselves.

People die for money, birds die for food, I can understand what the Ruan family did, but why this Daoist sacrificed to harm his descendants is something that makes people think hard and can't figure it out.

Dao Ji seemed to understand my thoughts, smiled coldly, and said: "Descendants? I was born a eunuch, where did the descendants come from? The Ruan family has followed me and enjoyed wealth for decades, so they can't afford it. Are you unwilling to pay?"

Looking at Dao Ji's indifferent expression, a chill rose in my heart.

Tianxie is an eunuch and can't have children, I know that.

But even so, most of the Ruan family was adopted by him. People are not grass and trees, even if they have pets, they have feelings. But this Taoist priest seems to be born with a cold personality, and only has his own interests in his eyes.

"That painting has a trace of your remnant soul attached to it. The Ruan family regained their wealth by relying on that painting, but they don't know that their soul luck is gradually being absorbed by you."

At this point, I still don't know the other party's purpose, so I'm really a pig.

"So, your ancestor saw my purpose, even if he swore a poisonous oath, passed on the Ruan family's secret method, and even sent descendants to fetch paintings, all in order to save the Ruan family's life, but he is a good person who likes to meddle in other people's affairs. Daoji said in a sarcastic tone.

"But the kindness of the ancestors was ruined by the greed of the Ruan family." I sighed.

"In this world, who can not be greedy? If your ancestors didn't want my gold and silver, how could they wade into this muddy water?" Daoji said in a harsh tone.

I remained silent, I am not qualified to comment on whether the actions of the ancestors were right or wrong.

But the resurrected old monster in front of him is definitely a person who is naturally cruel and mean, making people feel chilling.

"You are talking so much with me because you are waiting for the thousand-year-old mushroom to mature?" I said suddenly.

Dao Ji was stunned for a moment, smiled in surprise, and said, "You are really smart, yes, you have ruined my good deeds many times, and I am waiting to use your blood to water the Millennium Mushroom."

At this point, Dao Ji glanced at the bones on the ground, with an obsessed look in his eyes, and muttered to himself: "It is said that Lingxiu ate a thousand-year-old mushroom and could ascend in the daytime. Although the rumors are a bit exaggerated, it will definitely save me hundreds of years." penance."

"I think it's just a daydream, that's pretty much it." Now that my face has been torn apart, I don't need to make excuses anymore, and directly throw the jade hook sword in my hand.

"You're looking for death!" Dao Ji looked angry, forgot to cover up his voice, revealing the eunuch's shrill and thin voice.

I felt overwhelming coercion coming from all directions, making it difficult for me to breathe.

Once the opponent shows his true strength, I will not even have a chance to fight back, and this time, there will be no assistance from the underworld.

I gritted my teeth, trying to break free from the invisible bondage, but my body seemed to be bound by iron chains, and it was getting tighter and tighter.

Dao Ji dodged the Gou Yu sword calmly, stared at me with cold eyes, and said coldly: "Last time, I was dragged down by my body, and I was very strong. I can only show [-]% of it. Let's see how you die this time!"

I stubbornly resisted the invisible coercion, my teeth were clenched, and I didn't even have the strength to retort.

Dao Ji, who is in a spirit state, displayed much stronger spiritual power than last time. Even without the other party's lightning technique, I would be strangled to death by the invisible bondage.

Dao Ji looked at me with sarcasm, as if he was looking at an ant that was overwhelmed. The mockery in his eyes made people feel like a wild fire was burning in their hearts.

My teeth were about to gnaw into pieces, and cold sweat continued to ooze from my forehead. I was unwilling to accept my fate like this, and looked around with the only movable eyeball, looking for opportunities to get out of trouble.

On the side stone wall, a gleam of light flickered, it looked a bit like some kind of rune, and it looked familiar.

I was overjoyed, and immediately remembered that this kind of rune was recorded in the Sutra of Broken Phrases. It seems that the ancestor left behind when he built the mausoleum.

The runes hidden in the stone wall are a kind of formation. I happen to know how to activate it. This is my only chance to come back. I must seize the right time.

(End of this chapter)