Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

There is no other thing in this huge temple except this idol, which is as tall as a real person, and the torch held in the hand. The base of the three-inch deity in the world did not have any engraving characters. She was not the statue of Athena, but that was actually a wishful thinking of Ning Tao, because Athena held a spear and a shield in her hand. Instead of a torch.

The Statue of Liberty standing in the lighthouse country raised the torch, but the goddess was a sculptor's fuck.

Which goddess corresponds to the goddess actually doesn't matter where you press.

Ning Tao reached out and grabbed the undead torch held by the statue's right hand. At that moment, his mind was filled with the sound of ghosts crying, and it felt like tens of thousands of lone spirits and ghosts got into his head , Eat his soul!

Kakaka ...

During the strong shock, cracks appeared in the ground and the dome inside the temple.

Ning Tao hurriedly let go of his hand, and the sound of a weeping wolf on his head disappeared.

The ground no longer vibrated, and dust and stone debris fell from the top of the head, but the cracks did not expand.

Ning Tao looked at the bone torch in shock. What happened just now, he suspected that if he forcibly took the undead torch from the hand of the statue, the temple would collapse, and even the whole abyss of the earth would collapse. .

Just now, where did the sounds of the ghosts cry and howl? There are really ghosts in this world, and how can this undead torch summon them back?

These questions came up in Ning Tao's mind, but no matter from what angle he analyzes and understands, his mind is always covered with a layer of fog.

For a time, Ning Tao sat down cross-legged again, took out the town tower, tree board and cloud ore, as well as the small porcelain bottle containing the four versions of Xunzudan.

boom!

After a brief blindness, the scene in front of him changed.

The temple is still this temple, but there is one more woman and a western dragon.

The woman had wavy blond hair, wearing black half armor, and holding a torch. A torch of flame was burning. I don't know if it is the cause of the blonde woman or the torch. The woman's body is always surrounded by strands of black gas, such as a group of snakes dancing around.

The western dragon was frail and old, faltering, a pair of wings closed on its back, and the right wing was full of scars. There was even a large piece missing in one place, giving the impression that it could no longer fly.

The blonde woman stopped in front of Ning Tao and said, "It's coming, I know my ending, just like those fairy in the East."

The language she spoke was a weird language. The first time Ning Tao heard it, he couldn't understand it, but under the "translation" of the whisperer, he knew what she said. But it was also the first sentence of this opening character that surprised and confused him. She mentioned the Eastern fairy and her ending, and also mentioned the existence of a certain person or non-human being. The information content of a simple sentence is huge!

"My master, can't you run away?" The western dragon's voice was hoarse and old, giving a feeling of wind candle.

The blonde woman said: "Undead fire, you have been following me for thousands of years, don't you know me yet? I, Nebona, the Lord of the West, the holder of the undead torch, the guide of the undead, I have no fear of death, I never All face my enemies, not my enemies! "

The western dragon, known as the undead fire, bowed his head and remained silent.

Nebona also said: "The gods are absent, the heavens are annihilated, the world will be covered by a heavy snow, and all beings will wither. However, like wild forests burned by wildfires, there will always be seeds emerging from the soil after a long winter. "

"My master, why is this?" The **** eyes of the undead fire dragon were full of sadness and confusion.

Nebona said: "Like your aging, the gods will have a day of silence, and there will be a day of aging and destruction. You don't have to be sad."

The Undead Fire Dragon was silent again, and its eyes were more sad.

"I know that the immortals of the east have used the moon people to leave seeds, and I have my plan, so I built this immortal temple. I will bury you under this temple, and you will protect me Temple and undead torch, because it is my seed. "Nebona said.

The undead fire dragon raised his head, his eyes still sad, but he was very determined. It said, "My master, I'm ready."

Nebona said, "After you die, I will guide your soul to where it should go. Your remnant remains here to guard my temple."

"My master, where are you going?" The undead fire dragon asked.

Nebona smiled indifferently: "My seed has remained in this undead torch, and I am going to face it. Only when I die is this place safe."

The Undead Fire Dragon seemed to understand something, it stung, and kissed Nebona's instep with her huge lips.

But at that moment, Nebona suddenly held up the undead torch and pierced the stalk into the huge skull of the undead fire dragon. The blood splattered, the blood splattered like a waterfall, completely blocking Ning Tao's sight.

Then there was fire, and the flames engulfed everything.

In flames, Nebona strode out of the temple, her hands were gone without the undead torch.

There was a huge bone in front of Ning Tao, but it was turning the bone into ash, and the ash was little by little blended into the rocky ground, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

She let it bury its bones under this temple, and its bones were buried there, no complaints, and it was so frank and natural.

In the end, everything was still and nothing was left.

Nebona disappeared in front of the temple.

Who is the enemy she is going to face?

No way to know.

Is she dead or alive?

There is no way to know.

What does she call a seed?

Still have no way of knowing.

The picture of time and space suddenly trembled, and a woman in red appeared at the door of the temple.

It's her again, looking for Dandan's spirit.

Her existence is like a ghost audience, watching the past and present life of all beings, and the past and present of this world.

She is everywhere, but she has nowhere to be found.

Ning Tao stared at her, watching her every move.

The woman in red stepped towards Ning Tao. The pace was light and gentle, as if walking on the ground, but her feet were not touching the ground.

Ning Tao's eyes could no longer turn, and her heart was surprised and confused. This was the first time he saw a woman in red walking, and walking towards him in the void.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth in red, and a clear and sweet voice was heard between the red lips and teeth: "You come ... you come ..."

Ning Tao just looked at her and didn't speak, because he knew that when he spoke, the picture of time and space would collapse.

The woman in red came to Ning Tao's body in a blink of an eye. She suddenly reached out and poked at Ning Tao's brows.

Ning Tao couldn't sit still in this moment, instinctively raised his hand to block.

Niebona and the Undead Fire Dragon do not exist, but this woman in red is Dan Ling looking for ancestors. Until now, he only knew to catch Dan Ling, but he even made Dan Ling an enemy or friend, even Dan Ling What a nature does not know, how dare she let her poke his mud palace?

Both hands touched, Ning Tao did not feel the slightest touch, but this time and space actually collapsed.

Everything goes to silence.

Ning Tao sat for a while, then put away all the props. He reached the statue of Nebona again and reached for the undead torch. However, when his torch was about to be grasped, his hand paused, and then he slowly lowered it.

Take it at this time, it is very likely that this temple will collapse, and even this abyss of the earth will collapse. So much ground oil, and so much spiritual soil have not been removed. Isn't that silly?

Ning Tao bit his finger and drew a blood lock on the idol of Nebona, then turned and walked towards the gate of the temple.

Uh ...

There was a weird sound behind him suddenly, like the silver or gold coin was brought to the mouth and the sound was blown hard.

Ning Tao stopped and turned sharply to look.

The blood lock just painted was melted into the idol like ice and snow melted away, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. At that moment, Ning Tao suddenly felt that Nebona's eyes blinked and looked at him! But when he looked closely, her eyes showed no signs of movement.

Is it an illusion?

Click!

When Ning Tao looked at the idol's eyes, the undead torch held by the idol's hand suddenly trembled, then slipped from the idol's hand, and the flame of the torch extinguished as soon as it fell off.

Ning Tao hurriedly reached out to catch it. This time, there was no horror feeling of tens of millions of lone ghosts and ghosts cramming into the brain, nor the horrible cry of horrible ghosts, only the weight and texture of the torch itself.

It's a normal weight. It's just a little heavy when it's over a foot. I don't know what bones it is made of. The whole body is white but opaque, has the texture of jade, and contains extremely powerful psionic energy. Ke Ningtao knew in his hand that it was not a jade, it was a bone.

After a brief shock, Ning Tao returned to God. There was no vibration on the ground, and the cracks did not widen. The sound of a needle falling in a large temple was still heard.

Ning Tao's gaze fell on the torch of the undead again, and he tentatively said a sentence: "What do you mean? You just didn't want me to take it ~ www.readwn.com ~ Now I fell down by myself Give me, are you hiding in there? Come out and talk. "

There was only Ning Tao's voice in the empty temple.

Before painting the blood lock, Ning Tao was still thinking about drawing a blood lock after going out across the river, and then called his three wives and a group of men to move the earth and oil to the ground. Maybe you can find other talent Dibao, come for a treasure hunt. He moved all the things he needed, and then went to take the undead torch. At that time, the temple collapsed or he did not care. However, he did not expect that he drew a blood lock on the idol of Nebona, the torch fell off by himself, and the fire was automatically extinguished.

No one responded, Ning Tao tried to inject a touch of spiritual power into the undead torch, trying to activate it.

The undead torch did not respond at all, and his trace of spiritual power disappeared into the sea like a mud cow.

Ning Tao tried again, and the undead torch still didn't respond at all, and it shouldn't be called. In the end, he gave up. He was too lazy to go to Dihe to draw the blood lock, took a prescription with blood lock directly, opened a door of convenience in the temple, and then walked in.

/ bk