Destiny’s Catalogue

Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Five

—— Revised one place earlier, I wrote it stubbornly yesterday, and mistakenly wrote Wu Yue'e's title to Meng Nishang as a teacher. It should be the ancestor. The two generations are quite different.

A bright moonlight gleams in the sky, but it flickers forward extremely fast. The cold radiance of the sky that can be seen by people is a phantom that remains. Even many low-level monks in the Western Wilderness are surprised that they can actually be in the Western Wilderness. Seeing the real bright moon in the sky of yellow sand, call friends to come and watch.

Meng Nishang came to "visit", naturally using the most generous escape method, instead of stealing in a wisp of cold air, or moving away through the air.

As he approached the Heavenly Mystery City, suddenly the surrounding dark green mist filled Meng Nichang, and the sound of "Meng Daoyou friends stop" sounded in his ears.

Meng Nishang did not force a breakthrough, but showed a plain white figure, her eyebrows swept away, her face was beautiful but indifferent and negligent. He did not have the slightest mood swing for the halfway interception of the curse spring, and a bright and bright moon rose behind his head, releasing slices of clear and beautiful Moonlight, misty like yarn, dreamy and beautiful, ice cold into the bones, keeping the dark green mist out. Where it was illuminated, these mists began to assimilate and dissolve in the broad cold fairy light.

After this bright and bright moon, the whole figure of Meng Nishang is enveloped by a vast and illusory moon. Every inch of brilliance, every piece of moonlight, is like a lot of Taoist words.

At the same time, the howling cold wind blows, countless exquisite anomalies, like snowflakes condensed by the laws of heaven and earth, fall, about to turn the neighborhood into an ice world and snow, faintly overlapping with a virtual world of ice and snow, and the power of the ice and snow road is integrated into it.

Meng Nishang didn’t say a word, and he did it right away. True Monarch Shuquan was almost caught off guard. Fortunately, he was also a true Monarch of the Heavenly Immortal who had advanced for more than 3,000 years, although he had only cultivated the three fairy arts related to voodoo to the fifth level. But he was also quite close to the avenue, and his mind was even more pure as a mirror, reflecting thousands of things, and reacting to the dangers. He also understood that Meng Nishang's heart was so strong that words could not move him, so the dark green fog rolled back. In the middle, twelve yin-green wooden dolls appeared.

They are old, simple, and gloomy. Their faces are painted like children's graffiti, such as eyes, nose, and mouth. They either have crooked eyes and slanted noses, or their mouths are big and small. They present strangely laugh, cry, anger, hate, etc. Twelve expressions of resentment, sorrow, sadness, and greed. These dolls are only the size of a palm, but the clothes on their bodies are of different colors, gorgeous and exquisite, just like real Xianjia clothes, they are the "Dutian Witch Curse Doll", the life and soul treasure of the curse of True Monarch Spring.

As soon as it appeared, densely dense green and innocent thin lines appeared in the tumbling dark green mist, emanating from his body, extending into the void, and the appearance of several of the dolls' faces was still distorted and changed several times. It's like Meng Nishang, but unfortunately all of his achievements have fallen short, but with the blessing of those dark green lines, a faint and simple withered yellow straw man appeared in the dark green fog. Every straw and every expression is full of resentment. The meaning of curse is also like the illusion of countless Dao kinds of words, which can withstand the broad cold fairy light, cold wind, ice and snow.

The dark green mist continuously melts into the light gauze-like broad cold fairy light, or is frozen into thick frost by snowflakes and cold wind, and there are constantly wide cold fairy light, snowflakes, and cold wind that disintegrate strangely after encountering the dark green mist. ,disappear.

Meng Nishang’s heart is quiet like a glacial lake for thousands of years. Even with the changes of those "dutian witch curse dolls", bursts of love, hate, joy, joy, resentment, anger, passion, and desire pass by her mind. There is no trace, and there is no clue to let the power of the witch curse increase, making it always difficult to change the doll.

"I once heard that this woman is the clock of Yu Yu's weather fortune, and her heart is determined to be outstanding. The combination of Taoism and Taoism is far beyond her generation. Now when I see it, she is well-known and well-known. It is only a thousand years of cultivation, regardless of her life. Bao or Xianshu are not inferior to the old man." True Monarch Shuquan sighed secretly. If he sees Meng Nishang's various Tier 5 ice and snow, Taiyin Xianshu, he will be sad.

While performing the voodoo celestial technique to hold each other with Meng Nishang, Zhuquan Zhenjun is on high alert. The borrowed Tongtian Lingbao is not sent out. I am afraid that even if it is used, Meng Nishang will be able to hold back for a few moments and let the people of Penglai faction. After entering the city with the Tongtian Lingbao, even if the Voodoo Sect is killed, there will be enough time to return to Meng Nishang.

Outside Tianji City, half of the sky was covered by a blizzard, and there was a bright moon in it, and half of the sky was covered by dark green mist, like a miasma.

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In the Tianji City, the main hall of the Tianji Mansion, Lin Xuantong knew everything about the situation outside, but he didn't have the slightest fear or worry. He walked out of the apse in linen clothes, and stood on the top of the main hall. Several disciples immediately Stepped forward and stood aside, waiting for instructions.

"The next step should be to officially announce the establishment of the Voodoo Sect." The wrinkled old woman looked forward with excitement. There is no doubt as to whether the seven sects can break through the two true monarchs. It is absolutely impossible. .

Lin Xuantong sees that the number of people is small and doesn't mind. Anyway, when the main gate really has a firm foothold, he will be able to join the seven sects, or even surpass the other sects, and sit on the same level with Guanghan and Penglai. When the time comes, some will tend to be inflamed. Guests come to congratulate.

"Thank you fellow daoists for coming to my Voodoo Sect today." Lin Xuantong's deep magnetic voice sounded.

But at this moment, a dark golden sword light flew in from the gate, which looked like heavy soil, and it slashed straight towards Lin Xuantong, accompanied by an implied voice of grief and indignation: "Before the voodoo sect is opened, it is necessary to pay the blood debt. Liquidated one by one."

The dark gold sword light sword intent Ling Ran, between the changes, I don’t know how many small sword lights are separated, vast and immeasurable, and like a deep earth, the mountains are on the top, and Lin Xuan is wrapped in the same group. Under one sword, it can be deployed into a fairy formation, and it can It broke out in the square inch, and did not affect other people in the hall, which shows that the swordsmanship is very extraordinary.

Lin Xuantong was not in a hurry. A flag streamer appeared behind him. The streamer's face seemed to be cut from ordinary linen, old and dirty, with twelve dark green ghost characters on it. The power of the voodoo spell was deeply embedded in it. It is the Three Tribulations Pure Sun Magical Maid God Banner bestowed by True Monarch Shuquan. When it is lightly unfolded, the twelve scrambled characters that resemble human faces flash with subtle dark rays, constantly evolving and combining, and finally formed " "Broken, scattered" two dark green weird words.

These two words just surfaced, and the deep earth surrounding Lin Xuantong and the top mountain immediately collapsed, and soon turned into a dark golden majestic thick flying sword again, and flew back to the one who walked in from the main entrance of the hall. A majestic man in white mourning clothes with a beard in his thirties.

However, it was not easy for Lin Xuantong to repel the dark golden sword light. Not only did the two dark green weird Dao types "collapse and disperse" become literal, even the Mai **** banner was swaying, and the dark light flashed and dimmed on his own face. A hint of redness flashed even more, obviously the flying sword was of the same rank as the Maid God Banner.

After the big bearded man failed to kill Lin Xuantong with a violent sword, he did not rush to attack, but hovered the dark golden flying sword in front of him and bowed to the Tianji Temple: "Teacher Yun Yi, disciple Wei The silk book has come to avenge you." Thoughts rolled in his heart, recalling the acquaintance with Yun Yi of the casual repair alliance.

He had a little adventure, and thus stepped into the road. During the bleed period, he fell into a desert illusion and found a corpse with this thick soil-carrying sword beside him. According to the jade slip left by the corpse, he was a casual cultivator Wu Qiang. He was extremely fortunate in his life. It seemed that he was blessed by the heavens. Not only did he encounter the dying Jindan master and get his storage bag, but also when he was practicing in retreat, he also had a mouthful of pure Yang magic weapon. Flying directly into his arms, as for the death catastrophe, he avoided it several times.

Relying on this, he has taken risks throughout his life, with constant benefits, and continuous breakthroughs in his realm. No matter how long he walks at night, he will meet ghosts. How can he not wet his shoes when he is always by the river? The real person stared at him. Although he escaped with the thick soil carrying sword, he was seriously injured and incurable. After witnessing the thick soil carrying sword after the third catastrophe, he sat here and left his last words instructing him to obtain his belongings. People must be low-key and cautious!

Was awakened by these last words, Wei Boshu has always practiced low-key and advanced, but after Yuan Ling taught a sword cultivation technique called "Houde Sword Art", he turned away. However, because what he had learned before was really superficial and Yuanling taught profound and profound, so Wei Boshu tried his best to find the teacher of Jian Xiu to teach.

Later, by coincidence, I met the real person Yun Yi, got his guidance, and formed the friendship of a half-teacher. Since then, the cultivation base has advanced by leaps and bounds.

Lin Xuantong sneered and said, "Lin Mousheng has killed many monks. Don't you worry about others seeking revenge? You can come, Fellow Daoist Wei."

The dark golden sword light lit up, mighty and heavy.

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In the sky, mountains and rivers, purple, green, gold, silver, white and black and other colors of thunder shining, thunder roars into the sky, tens of thousands of miles of thick glaciers cover the earth and peaks, and it is cold and deep. Although Shi Xuan cannot be like the power of the three declines Changing the law of heaven and earth here at will, not even able to mobilize the power of the entire small thousand world like the two decay powers, and let the law of heaven and earth completely suppress Kyoko Akiko, but it is also able to control part of the law of the world with a limited extent, weakening Kyoko I Into strength.

This is Shi Xuan's fighting technique inspiration from his repeated suppression in the Nine Nether World.

Seeing Jing Mingzi on alert but did not act immediately, Shi Xuan understood that he was a little hesitant. After all, it was unwise to fetch chestnuts from the fire for others, desperately working hard for a long-lived and promising Tianxian true monarch.

She didn't relax at all in her heart, but on the surface, Shi Xuan was calm and breezy. He picked up the teacup and took a sip to put pressure on Jing Akiko.

"It's terrible tea." Shi Xuan barely squirted the tea out, and cursed inwardly that the monkey Qingsuo is really not suitable for making tea! Go back and punish it to silently write "Tian Wai Qing Ming Pian", which is one of the five true biography of the Heavenly Sword Sect that directly refers to Hedao. If Qing Suo's heels and feet can be completed, Penglai School will have an additional sword cultivation biography. , And Ziyingjian’s "Floating Light Zixiao Chapter" is the same.

Jing Mingzi is a middle-aged true monarch, elegant and handsome, paying attention to appearance. This type of monk tends to take care of his life more than other monks. Under the protection of the cave and candle micro realm, his thoughts turn rapidly for a few moments. Then he smiled decisively and said: "If I change to other people, I don’t mind having tea and discussing mystery with Dao friends, sitting and watching the ebb and flow of the tide, but I have lived and died together for many times, and we will save each other’s life. , I'm really sorry!"

As soon as the voice fell, all the clear light of the quiet candle micro-mirror was combined into one, piercing everything and shining towards Shi Xuan.

But Shi Xuan's thoughts, who had been prepared for a long time, turned into a misty and sharp azure sword light beside him to greet him. True Monarch Tianxian really pointed directly at his heart, his mind was as firm as a rock, extremely difficult to persuade, and very decisive!

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