Great God King

On the desolate grassland, a woman with a white skirt was running, and she didn't know what to cry out of her mouth. Then she fell to the ground, and what flowed out of her eyes was not tears, but blood.

The woman died with her eyes wide open. Beside her was a big black stone with smooth surface, more like a tombstone without words!

Wang Baoyu saw the passage of time, women into bones, and finally into the earth, as if never appeared.

and the woman as like as two peas in a ghost island, but they are more vivid, beautiful, familiar and strange than the stone statue.

The picture dissipates in the mirror, and then a poem emerges, which is the traditional Chinese characters that Wang Baoyu is familiar with.

"The grass is knee dead, and those who leave me will remember. The three generations of samsara are in constant love. It's hard to get together after ten thousand years of waiting! "

Wang Baoyu burst into tears, and every word struck his heart. Although he could not remember who the woman was, he must have some special relationship with him.

After the handwriting disappears, the picture of women running starts playing again, as if the cycle is endless!

Wang Baoyu stood in front of the bronze mirror and looked at it again and again. Knowing that it was an illusion, Wang Baoyu felt heartache every time and wanted to reach out to touch and comfort.

"Master, what's so sad? It's time for us to go. Once the mask is broken, nothing will happen." Xiaobai urged.

Wang Baoyu took another look at the woman in the mirror and imprinted her face in her mind. Then she turned out of the boudoir and returned to the hall.

"Master, I feel that there is something used by ghosts on that chair. Take it away easily!" Xiaobai Dao.

"That's not very good."

"Of course, it's nothing. I don't know it's been kept here for hundreds of years, and the owner may have forgotten it."

Wang Baoyu walked quickly past. Sure enough, he found a black wooden card with the size of a palm left on the chair. He immediately put it into the storage bag and left the palace in a hurry.

Under the guidance of Xiaobai, Wang Baoyu turns back all the way. A big gray bird suddenly appears in front of him.

Soul catcher!

Wang Baoyu could not help but stop, but the ghost bird didn't seem to see him at all. He shook his wings toward a mound, and then disappeared.

"Master, don't be surprised. The Yin Qi is too strong to cover our breath. The lower level ghosts can't find it." Xiaobai is very relaxed.

Wang Baoyu walked towards the mound. An old man in black was jumping and jumping inside. Looking at his open and closed mouth, he was shouting hysterically, as if expecting to be released.

"The newcomers are all like this. After a period of time, they will be honest. They are not used to letting them go out when they have a good temper." Xiaobai is full of schadenfreude.

Wang Baoyu was shocked again, because he saw clearly the appearance of this man. It was the leader Mo Nian who had just died.

The mask trembled slightly, a sign of impending failure. He hastened back to the steps and ran to the top at the fastest speed.

The Yin Qi was turbulent and the wind was raging. The situation was still very bad. Without a moment's hesitation, Wang Baoyu moved the yinluoyu well cover with genuine Qi, controlled it and blocked the entrance accurately.

A lot of Yin Qi disappeared, the strength of the strong wind weakened, and soon turned into a breeze, waiting for a moment still did not stop.

Wang Baoyu discovered that the well cover was not tightly fitted, but there was still some subtle Yin Qi coming out.

Everything has been made clear. The so-called poisonous gas on HuangChen island is actually Yin Qi. After living here for a long time, I have adapted to this feeling, but of course, those who first boarded the island feel uncomfortable.

Wang Baoyu moved his true Qi to his feet, kicked up a piece of dust and sealed the well cover completely. However, the wisps of Yin Qi could still be revealed.

When she returned to her residence, it was the last midnight. Maybe she was contaminated with some Yin Qi. Wang Baoyu felt a little tired and soon went to sleep.

The monks on HuangChen Island were surprised to find that the gale had stopped for days. To their dismay, the little spiritual pulse on the island had dried up, and there was no more aura.

In the morning of the next day, Wang Baoyu ordered Luo Si to summon the monks of the whole island to come. Those who dare not follow will be at their own risk.

With timidity and the thought of not blaming the masses, the monks on the island spread word of mouth, and soon gathered at the bottom of the ancestral gate, and at a glance, a vast area of darkness.

Wang Baoyu walked slowly away. Luo Si quickly took the lead in kneeling and cried out: "see the king of five spirits!"

"See the king of five spirits!"

Tens of thousands of friars fell to their knees, echoing in unison. No one wanted to cause trouble.

"Get up Wang Baoyu raised his hand. "I'm calling you here today to announce that such a desert island is not suitable for survival. I have decided to allow you to enter Xigui island and take it into the household register there."

Is this true? The monks could hardly believe their ears, and their faces were filled with amazement.

"Why, don't you want to go?" Wang Baoyu was displeased."We will! Thank you

I don't know who took the lead to shout, the rest of the people just reacted, and they were excited to cry and clap at the same time!

"Long live the king of five spirits!"

"Long live the king of five spirits!"

Shouts one after another, lasting for a long time!

"Ruth, you're in charge of this. There can't be no one on the island at all. The monks in the door will stay here, and there will be spirit stones for this place. " Wang Baoyu said.

"I'm sure I'll get it done." Luo Si exaggerated exclaimed, and then bowed his head and muttered: "king, to finish this, I'm afraid it will take a long time."

"I know what you're worried about!"

Wang Baoyu said a word, called Li Kui Gang, ordered to leave those low-level box like flying magic weapons, there are hundreds of them.

Thank you Luo Si was happy. What he worried about was the transportation problem. After all, there was a sea between them. The king of five spirits represented trust.

In the eyes of the monks, Wang Baoyu led the team to leave HuangChen Island, boarded the ship again, and sailed to the last Qingfeng island.

Qingfeng Island, the third island from west to East, is separated by Baikui Island, which has already surrendered.

Wang Baoyu ordered the ship to stop and take Xiaobai into the flying boat and boarded Baikui island alone.

To this day, Wang Baoyu is still worried about Miao Zong, and there is no reason to kill him. However, it is always a big hidden danger to leave a great monk of the golden elixir period at the side of eclosion dust.

After landing on the island, Wang Baoyu collected the flying boat and walked towards the island on foot. He wanted to make an on-the-spot investigation on the quality of Miao Zong.

Baikui island is just like its name. The soil is light white, but it can grow trees, flowers and plants. Generally speaking, the scenery is not bad.

Today, Baikui island has been incorporated into the flag of Xigui island. There are no obstacles to the exchanges between monks. There are also friars on Xigui island who come to buy first-hand sea demon materials, of course, for the sake of low price.

Therefore, it is not surprising that there is a strange monk on the island.

www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!