From Puppet Prince To Night King

2021-11-23

Chapter 228 229. Random spectacle, sacrifice Buddha head, North Guardian Lord "reverse"! (7.0K words - please subscribe) Eternal Sea of Consciousness The quiet manor seems to be forever bathed in the gray fog, and there are unknown strangeness and evil hidden inside.

There may have been a master here, but it has been abandoned for a long time.

The price of desolation is not overgrown weeds, but the birth of many "aboriginal people".

Slap. A dark coffin car with Ghost Qi suddenly appeared in the corner of the manor, and thick black smoke spread to the surrounding area, but it was quickly submerged in the thick fog Inside, The giant skeleton cow and the giant skeleton horse stepped on their hooves, but for some reason they stepped cautiously, stepping out of the steps of a gentleman and a lady, and then the frequency decreased, until they respectfully put their legs together, daring not to move.

Then the skeleton Ox Head and Horse Face was transformed into a wagon pulled by a calf and a foal.

Old Lin turned into Xiaolin, wearing a scorched ash fluffy sackcloth, clutching a small axe that was "totally shattered, and even shattered when a fist was smashed", and sat on the scooter's seat. , a pair of simple and honest and warm-blooded eyes stared all around vigilantly.

In the car, Fierce Wuji has turned into a tragic white dress, the big Fierce has turned into a black gun with a magic pattern around it, and Lin Xiaoyu has directly turned into a "dry and cracked little doll." ”. Bai Yuan became a little novice emitting golden light.

They are too weak.

And at the moment when they appeared, there was a strange sound of screaming and roaring around.

The heart-pounding shrill sound approached rapidly, as if countless knives were fiercely stabbed into one's ears, churning frantically in the tender meat.

Lin Xiaoyu just listened to it for a while, and it was over.

The cracked little doll had a dying look on his face.

Lao Lin was also in pain, clutching the "rusty axe" with both hands, watching all around vigilantly, like a child surrounded by wolves.

Bai Yuan is not at all cowardly, at worst just "go home and have a look".

【Wonderful Path】isn't cowardly, what is he cowardly? And at this time, they are all connected together. If you want to enter the world of thoughts, then enter together.

But the timing of the thought world is a problem, and the location of Midnight Manor is another problem. Who can guarantee that those thoughts will not rush over one after another and give him a chance to return?

In addition, Bai Yuan's trip is to explore "Midnight Manor" and complete the first land reclamation, and does not want too many extras.

As a result, he didn't bother to choose a place. In a single thought, he reached forward and clenched his fingers inside the Void.

A snow-white jade slip instantly appeared between his five fingers.

pa! Feel free to pinch.

The jade slip is broken.

A terrifying aura rose along with it, turning back the sharp screams that were rapidly surrounding him.

This is the breath of the five-color ancient Buddha, the breath of resentment.

And the Midnight Manor is obviously not that deep, so most of it is still dominated by hate.

But even hatred is enough for them to drink a pot.

Until Grade 3, it seems to be all hatred.

Grade 3 to touch resentment.

It can be seen that Kong Yan's sentence "The gap between Grade 4 and Grade 3 is even larger than that between Grade 9 and Grade 4" is indeed the case. "Under Grade 3 They're all ants." Bai Yuan couldn't help but sighed with emotion.

Because this jade slip belongs to him, so the breath of the five-color ancient Buddha will not terrify him, Lao Lin and the others For a moment, it's like a bonfire is lit in the Dark Forest , blazing flames circled a reassuring area.

Danger is kept out. Although he is still glare like a tiger watching his prey, he has no intention of entering this range.

In the breath of the five-color ancient Buddha, Lin Xiaoyu's puppet's face became a lot moisturised.

Lao Lin's tension was also slightly relieved.

As for the big and small, they are weapons, and they will not be afraid. Lao Lin relieved, grabbed the axe and carefully descended the carriage.

Although it is one with the carriage, this oneness is a peculiar "compound" that does not need to be connected all the time.

You know. According to ancient records, there is still a kind of existence called "Flying Head People" in this world. Those "Flying Head People" can throw their heads out, fly a few laps and then return. Is it because The head and the body are separated, isn't this the flying-headed people?

Lao Lin looked back at Bai Yuan and found that Master Young had turned into a little novice with a golden light.

The little novice is wearing a weird white clothed and carrying a Da Hei gun, which is really weird.

"Young Master, is this what you call Midnight Manor?" Lao Lin was able to speak because he was in the Sea of Consciousness.

Bai Yuan said: "Old Lin, be careful, don't leave the scope of this breath."

Old Lin said solemnly: "Master Young, this place is very, very, very dangerous, even if I am in a forbidden area. In the deep public area, there has never been such a sense of fear. There are many inhuman beings here, although they are both hateful, but I think they are a hundred times and a thousand times more terrifying than me, and even impossible to overcome."

Bai Yuan said: "You drive and follow me, don't leave my surroundings. If something goes wrong, we can take care of it together."

"It's the Young Master" Lao Lin knew that Bai Yuan was wrong. Ordinary people, listening to his care, are also grateful in the bottom of my heart.

Bai Yuan began to patrol this uncharted territory with a big gun on his back.

In the distance is a thick fog that cannot be seen, but if you stare at the thick fog, you can still see the outline of the tip of the iceberg of the manor in the thick fog.

The coffin cart apparently landed outside the manor, and the area covered by the five-color ancient Buddha is only a circle of more than ten meters in diameter, which is the size of a small courtyard.

But this small courtyard is empty, there is no grass on the ground, and the ground is something that looks like dirt, but is so hard that even a Da Hei gun can't pierce it. "It won't be so unlucky." Bai Yuan was a little speechless. After strolling around, there was nothing? Isn't that in vain?

He walked around again, and then he found the only thing in this area - an ancient well.

Bai Yuan approached.

Half of the ancient well was enveloped in the resentment of the five-colored ancient Buddha, and half was outside, silent and ominous.

Gujing has always been a place for gathering yin, even if it appears in ordinary villages, it will give people a cold feeling, even more how appears here.

But this is Bai Yuan's only discovery at Midnight Manor, and he is unlikely to investigate.

Bai Yuan quietly stared at the ancient well for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the pitch-black long spear, clenched his hand tightly, and flicked the spear, pointing to the tip of the spear Although he still didn't know the idea. What's the use of a gun in the world, but it always feels better than nothing.

The little golden novice, holding the gun, walked slowly forward.

The golden Buddha breath is intertwined with the Ghost Qi emitted by the black gun, showing a strong sense of visual impact.

Old Lin glanced at Young Master, and then looked at himself, only to think that he was weak. Back then, when he first saw Young Master, Young Master was also a weak chicken. dong ! dong dong! ! The sound of human bones beating on human skin drums came from not far away.

Bai Yuan's body froze suddenly, squinting at the direction of the drum sound, it was Gujing.

There must be a secret in this ancient well! Bai Yuan was not impulsive and waited for a while, but [Wonderful Path] did not give a warning apart from this, the existence in this ancient well was obviously also shocked by the resentment of [Five Colors Ancient Buddha], then It is not even as good as the [Five-color Ancient Buddha].

In this case Bai Yuan felt there was no need to be a coward.

He took another step forward.

Dong dong dong! ! ! Dong dong dong! ! ! The drums are getting more intense.

But Bai Yuan never stopped.

sou!

A banana-like ghost whirled out from the bottom of the well. Looking closely, the "banana" was covered with densely packed bone spurs, and the bottom of the bone spurs was actually a bit dense. It's hard to tell what it is. Dole! !

Bai Yuan's black spear stabbed out instantly, directly stabbing the damn thing in the body.

The ghost made a sharp scream, and it turned into a cloud of black smoke and flew away.

The self-evident message from 【Wonderful Path】 came to Bai Yuan's mind.

——You crushed the hatred 'ka ka breathersi' of 【Bone Fruit Civilization】——

——You seem to have bad luck and failed to get jade slip ——

Rolling?

It turns out that I am not the weakest in this world? Bai Yuan On second thought, it seems that is not the case.

The blow just now was a combination of his thoughts, big ominous, small ominous thoughts, and the breath of the five-color ancient Buddha The existence called ka ka haqiersi was naturally irresistible.

After clearing the "aboriginal people" in the depths of the wellhead, the follow-up information resurfaced.

——【Wonderful Path】Serves the host——

——You found 【Wonderful Well】 in 【Midnight Manor】——

—— —【Well of Wonders】: When you sacrifice enough sacrifices, the Well of Wonders will generate wonders of probability according to the sacrifices you put in.

If there are not enough offerings, the Well of Wonders will accumulate until it can be generated.

If the total number of sacrifices reaches 100, and the spectacle is still not produced, the sacrifice will be invalid, and the sacrifices cannot be returned——

Bai Yuan was stunned.

The Well of Wonders?

And this thing?

Where is this Midnight Manor? "Wonders, just what I need, to have a spectacle is a force that can really compete with other civilizations. Although I don't want to build any forces, but in order to escape the border of death, in order to be able to shelter those who care , there doesn't seem to be much choice."

"So, what sacrifice do I have?"

Bai Yuan pondered for a while, then turned around and went to Lao Lin's scooter. Eleven Buddha statues of "Thirty-two Hell Buddha Corpses" are quietly waiting in Shangzheng.

One of them was obtained from the bride of Monster Wolf when the Spirit King returned from the dynasty, one was obtained from the assassin's cold dew in Ping An Fang, and the other was obtained from the "Mona Demon" who solved Ping An Fang. As a result of the incident, the remaining eight were snatched by "Changshan Zhao Zilong" pretended to be Mengsan in the "Maoyan Village Case".

To be honest, Bai Yuan has no confidence in the remaining twenty-one Buddha heads and the "White Shadow Spring" that needs to change the binding of the ancient demon race. The remaining two Of the eleven Buddha heads, except for some that are still scattered, the rest must be in the hands of Sana Toast. How could he snatch the Buddha head statue from a civilized incarnation of mantra? As for the "White Shadow Spring", it must be in the depths of the hell map. He can't even get past the first boss of the First Layer hell. To obtain it, it must also go through difficulties and obstacles at that time, and there are many risks.

Considering the above factors, these "Eleven Buddha Heads" are simply tasteless, tasteless to eat, and a pity to abandon.

And now, the "Well of Wonders" has given Bai Yuan another way to take advantage.

"Since that's the case, why don't you keep doing both, and throw these eleven Buddha statues into the well as sacrifices to see"

Bai Yuan re-examined , consider the consequences of the African-style, and find that it is nothing at worst, and it can continue to accumulate.

Therefore, he grabbed the eleven strange "Buddha head statues" in different shapes, walked to the well, and threw them one after another.

No sound, no movement.

But with Bai Yuan's input, he received feedback from [Wonderful Path] in his mind.

"Thirty-two corpses of hell Buddha" Buddha head +1, +1, +1+1 Until all the votes are completed, after a short while.

——Please confirm whether the offering is completed or not? --

"Confirm."

With the words falling.

The ancient well began to emit a mysterious luster, the luster burst out of the well, and a dense and mysterious illusory shadow shone outside the well mouth, which vaguely contained Sun, Moon and Stars, strange creatures. Proliferation, regeneration and education, it seems that the waves of endless civilization are splitting and reorganizing in the meantime. But after the reorganization, they begin to destroy again.

This process is very blurry quickly and cannot be observed, only a vague sense of what is going on.

Bai Yuan was a little nervous.

Suddenly, self-evident information came to his mind.

——The sacrifice is successful, and a spectacle is about to happen——

——Estimated time: seven days——

——The countdown begins.——

"Sacrificial success? A spectacle is about to happen?" Bai Yuan felt like a cat scratching and itching in his heart, wishing that the seven days would pass immediately, so that he would know what his spectacle was.

But he knew that this matter couldn't be rushed, and he was lucky to be successful.

It seems that we will collect more rare items in the future.

Bai Yuan thought of Mother Mo again. All the antiquities from Ping'an Square were moved, and one after another was thrown into the well. I don't know if it would work.

The thought flashed by and he rejected it himself.

"No, the quality is definitely not enough."

"It seems that we need to focus on the collection of high-level antiquities in the future."

Then Bai Yuan I walked around here again and then left.

And the resentment of the [Five Colors Ancient Buddha] seems to be long-lasting, and the next time you come, this area is still safe.

That night, Bai Yuan did not go to hell again.

When he crushed the hatred 'ka ka haqiersi' of [Guo Civilization], he found that if the strength of the two sides is too different, there may be a situation where even the "idea world" cannot be entered .

His proportion is only 1%, and even with Dream 3, the total is only 4%.

And 4% looks crushed no matter how you look at it, when the time comes If you are robbed of any ability or memory, it will be painful. apart from this , he still has a choice, that is to leave the range of the five-color ancient Buddha's resentment in Midnight Manor, to contact more unknown existences, but there are also many risks in this case, if he is not fully prepared, he does not want to leave rashly.

Therefore, he made up his mind that even if he wanted to enter the world of thoughts again, he would bring Tian Zhao and Kong teacher there together.

"Look at it in a few days." Bai Yuan thought so.

In an instant, days passed.

August 8th.

Bai Yuan's luck is back to 50 points.

On this day, the sun scorched the earth violently, Xia Chan chirped from time to time, and the hot people were upset.

Bai Yuan comes to Changsheng Academy on a daily basis.

Thanks to Mr. Wuming, the Changsheng Academy is now a university. Besides Zhu Yumo, there are also teachers like Ye Xiayi, the wife of the little Buddha.

The strength of the two women may not be great, but the relationship behind the two women is extremely powerful. Their teaching method is more inclined to a kind of "stocking, and then taking them out to experience from time to time" , and then find the powerful assassin in the Longevity Building to teach.”

This kind of teaching method can be said to be very sincere. After worshipping two women as teachers, it is equivalent to worshipping Longevity Building, and the Longevity Building has a teacher who has now been named "first under the heavens". The nameless Mr. No., which stimulated the enthusiasm of the younger generation.

For the young students, if they can see Mr. Anonymous, even if it is just a word of encouragement from him, they will feel their body and mind burn.

If Mr. Wuming took a fancy to him and taught him a half move, they would be ecstatic and feel that life would be different from now on In the past few days, Bai Yuan came to Changsheng Academy every day, and he would be ecstatic. Hearing the Junior Brothers and junior sisters bragging that they would meet Mr. Wuming one day, many students went to pester Zhu Yumo and asked about Mr. Wuming's deeds.

In the eyes of the students, Mr. Anonymous is too powerful, crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, one is invincible, leaving behind an impassioned and inspiring "theory of the four swords", even the sword saint Admit that "nameless, I am not as good as".

Bai Yuan listens to the Junior Brother junior sisters discussing this topic every day, and his ears are calloused, but it can be expected that for a very long time in the future, or the longevity school will exist. , this topic will be eternal.

Bai Yuan silently cursed Mr. Nameless.

Mr. Anonymous, not the real him That kind of hero who serves the country and the people, is too lonely, too lonely unreasonable.

But people in this era need such a hero.

However, the initial starting point of such a hero was just to "talk less, so as not to expose" The sound of the wind drives the green leaves hua hua outside the window,

In the light and shadow, The wind was blowing like a heat wave.

Bai Yuan took a look at the students in the school, The place changed from four to seven, and then to three in just over ten days. There are 16 people,

18 men and 18 women, quite average These students will discuss many topics during their free time in the cultivation.

This is also an important source of information for Bai Yuan.

He doesn't have to do anything, just lie on his stomach to hear the recent major event in the Imperial Capital However, today seems to be different, the atmosphere is quite serious.

"Have you heard that the emperor returned in secret yesterday evening, and then met with the son of the North Guardian Lord, and also imprisoned the son"

"You are not the latest The news, I heard my uncle's analysis, the north and the south are about to use force, and once the force is used, the northern kingdom will lose of life."

"The wolf's ambition in the Rong Dynasty has violated the borders of our dynasty over the years, and the emperor's ambition, Wanting to eradicate the Rong Dynasty, his will to fight for martial arts is really exciting!! If I didn't learn anything, I would definitely join the army and take the lead!"

"It's a pity that the war begins, and I don't know what to do on the side of the road. How many starved bones have been sprinkled. Huh."

"Long pain is better than short pain, and sooner or later the war will be fought! The emperor wants to make a move at this time, he must have full confidence."

Everyone was discussing, but there was a long sigh.

"Hey, what do you know?" The voice lowered, "Your Majesty. This is no room for the North Guardian Lord. The Northern Expedition is just forcing back."

Bai Yuan listened silently write.

The emperor returned secretly, and at the same time gave a swift and decisive order to imprison Anyang, the son of the North Guardian Lord, and now there is a sudden uproar.

Little County Lord . No wonder Little County Lord didn't come to deliver food this morning.

Bai Yuan suddenly remembered what he said to the Little County Lord at that time.

————“Imperial Father promised not to rush the North Guardian Lord to expedition the Rong Dynasty for the time being. He wants to think about it again. It just happens that he needs to go out soon, and he will make a decision after he returns.”— ———

These words stabilized Little County Lord, but now, it should have been inserted into her heart like a saber, right? Bai Yuan suddenly got up, waved his jade fan "Following the order", blocked the inquiries of the two teachers, Zhu Yumo and Ye Xiayi, and rode directly to the west city.

Boom! ! Lightning appeared in the sky like dazzling cracks.

The light of lightning illuminated the twilight for a moment, and illuminated the dilapidated earth, those who lived in pain.

The raindrops poured down and swept across the entire Northland with the majestic wind, as if to drown this barren and war-torn land into the deep sea.

The North Guardian Lord stood under the eaves, clutching a letter he had just received.

The letter said that the emperor imprisoned his son Anyang this morning, ignoring the blood written by 100,000 people“cough cough cough”

The violent cough made this man The experienced general arched his back slightly.

But after he stopped coughing, he still stood up straight and looked towards the distance.

"My lord. It's getting late at night, rest early." A woman's voice came from behind, it was a lady who was similar to An Xue has several points of, apparently An Xue's mother— —Liu Bing.

But the North Guardian Lord remains unmoved, he seems to have become obsessed, mad, and bewitched.

He stood under the eaves, looked up at the rain falling down from the sky, then took a few steps forward, exposing his entire body to the rain, and raised his head to face the rain. Looking up at the sky, enduring the washing of the endless rainwater the size of a soybean.

Princess Liu Bingliu looked at her man distressedly and was about to say more.

The North Guardian Lord suddenly said: "Bing'er, you said that the North has suffered so many disasters, so many wars, but the emperor still wants us to attack the Rong Dynasty, can we fight?"

Liu Bing bit her lip, not knowing how to answer.

Anjia has come to the cliff.

Danger Land on all sides.

It is ordered to attack the Rong Dynasty, which will drag the North into endless disaster, and even the death of the North Guardian Lord will not relieve the predicament of Anjia. The emperor will hold Anjia accountable and directly extend the sect to settle down Civilian anger.

If you resign, if you are not a prince, you will not be able to get out at all, because the emperor will not let go of Anjia.

"My lord, Bing'er only knows about Myriad Transformations, and only if the lord maintains a good body can he seize the opportunity in this Myriad Transformations turnaround and reverse the situation. Lord, don't stand still. Your injury has yet to heal in the rain." Princess Liu's voice choked.

The North Guardian Lord laughed and laughed at himself: "How can my pain be compared to the people in the North?"

"But the lord."

The North Guardian Lord said: "Bing'er, you go back first, I'll think about some things by myself."

"My lord." Princess Liu was reluctant to leave and could not bear to leave.

"Go down." The North Guardian Lord's voice was low but with unquestionable authority.

Liu Wangfei then slowly left.

North Guardian Lord alone sat in front of the stone table in the courtyard, letting the rainstorm hit his body, coughing violently and breaking his heart.

For a long timeHe heard a strange rustling sound behind him.

The North Guardian Lord's expression remained unchanged, pretending not to hear, but he knew that the person he was waiting for was coming.

And this person may be the fish the emperor wants to catch?

The North Guardian Lord laughed at himself and sighed in his heart: Your Majesty, you can take the name of a tyrant for a lifetime and destroy the road of cultivation. What can I, Anlu, dare not accompany you? Food for the king, loyalty to the king.

But for the prosperous world, there is no regret in death.

My Human Race may be inferior in other places, but in terms of wisdom, I will not lose to any civilization!

He coughed violently.

Behind him, a sad voice sounded.

“Why should the North Guardian Lord be troubled?”

An Luzuo was suddenly startled, got up and took out his sword, shooting up in the rain like a man-devouring tiger.

"Who!!?"

His voice just fell, and the invisible air cover has been propped up to keep the rain out.

And a hunched back, leaning on crutches is looking up at him, a pair of fierce pupils twinkling in the twilight light not far away.

At the same time, the man's silhouette is very strange, twisted and twisted, moving like a snake on the ground, like a living thing.

An Lu recognized the existence of the "Kunlun Kingdom" in the "Three Kingdoms and One Religion" of the Rong Dynasty, and scolded: "Evil!!"

The man did not Annoyed, he just said: "North Guardian Lord don't have to pretend, I am the priest of the organization, Zhuofang, and I'm here today to convey the order of the organization." Say it."

Zhufang said: "The emperor's imperial edict for the Northern Expedition will arrive soon, when the time comes where are you going? Do you really want to go to war with the organized Rong Dynasty?"

An Lu shook his head, pretending to be at a loss.

Zhuo Fang said: "That's the opposite, the organization has already penetrated the Northland, and the Northland is a place where powerhouses from all over the world gather. Go to that throne."

An Lu:.He knew in his heart that this was a lie.

However, he will agree.

He must agree.

This is what the emperor wants to see and what he must do.

The Emperor is quietly doing things for Dragon Vein, which cannot be detected by the aliens, and the Emperor needs to eradicate the growing aliens.

The emperor wants to fish, and his north is the fish pond.

This was not chosen by the emperor, nor by him, but the Rong Dynasty was in the north.

What the emperor wants is a thief who has a good heart with him, fights with him endlessly, and then involves more and more aliens in the process of killing, and at the same time the emperor's real purpose can also be revealed. hide.

Everyone will feel that the emperor cannot tolerate his North Guardian Lord and wants him to die.

But it's not.

Many thoughts ran through the North Guardian Lord's mind.

On the other side, Zhuo Fang continued to persuade.

For a long time For a long time. An Lu seemed to be aroused by anger, and was persuaded, he slapped the table heavily, and said in a sinister voice: "The ignorant ruler! It's the other way around!!" —— PS: I have something to do during the day, I have to go to the hospital, try to do another chapter at night.

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