Peck of Rice Immortal Fate

Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 561

2021-02-20

Chapter 561 The Legend of Miwu

If there is a ghost, after this wave of tragic attacks, it must be cut down like a sickle The wheat fell to the ground in unison.

However, the ghosts were originally made by Yin Qi.

The old man waved his hand, and a large piece of spirit rice was thrown out, piercing the bodies of countless ghosts.

In an instant, countless ghosts were disappeared, presenting a large fan-shaped open space in front of him.

"Dad!"

"Uncle!"

"Patriarch!"

The crowd in the rice circle was inexplicably surprised, the old man This ability is beyond their imagination.

"Are you always a wizard?"

Some people not only speculate that the old man is the group of people who are rumored to know witchcraft.

The southwest is mountainous, there are many primordial tribes, and wild beast poison insects are infested. Over time, there is a legend of wizards.

The history of the sword cultivator in Shu is a drop in the ocean compared to the wizard in the southwest.

However, wizards are rare in number, and they are eccentric and withdrawn by nature, and do not like to interact with mortals, so they are rarely seen.

The old man shook his head after hearing this, "I'm not a wizard, but this skill was taught by Lord Wizard. I'll take you here and accept the protection of Lord Miwu."

"From now on, everyone will have a good life!"

The name Miwu began to spread among the crowd.

Whether it is the elderly and children, or the middle-aged men and women, they feel that they are finally saved.

It is said that the legendary wizard possesses great magical power, and he will be able to protect them by playing evil spirits with applause.

The old man looked at Clansman with emotion in his heart.

A few days ago, he took the risk and went out to deliver food to a family he knew.

After all, the old man learned that there are no young people in this family, only the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled. They are trapped at home and cannot go out.

If there is no food, the whole family will starve to death.

According to the local people's living habits, they should lend a hand to anyone who can help.

The old man deducted a portion of his tight rations, and hurried to the place where the family lived while there was still daylight.

didn't expect , unexpectedly encountered another group of people, also the villagers who came to rescue.

As soon as they meet, the other party will use their powerful skills to wipe out the surrounding ghosts.

Under the shock of the old man, he felt that Clansman's turning point was coming, and he hurriedly asked for advice humbly.

It turned out that this group of people were the subordinates of 'Miwu', who specially roamed the plains and helped the people scattered all over the place.

The young man who took the lead has the strongest ability and is called 'Gong Cao'. He not only agreed to the old man's request, but also taught him the spells of 'Sami' and 'Miquan', and presented him with a bag of spirit rice. .

The old man saw it with his own eyes, and he believed it with his own eyes. When he got home, he mobilized all the clansman to relocate. He has a high prestige and a strong attitude.

With vigorous promotion, a family of more than a dozen people embarked on the road of relocation.

In the scene just now, the old man tried his skills to defeat the attack of the ghosts. Such skills are still a few spells taught by the other party.

"If you take refuge in Mi Wu, you will be saved!"

The old man just held the robe, and there was not much spirit rice left in it. First, he drew a circle to accommodate a dozen people. , and later sprinkled a lot of repelling ghosts, and now there are only half of them left.

Fortunately, 'Gong Cao' has already said, and will send someone to contact him.

"Don't panic, don't cry out loud, so as not to attract more ghosts!"

The old man looked above his head, the sun was already sloping west, and it was not a few hours before sunset. .

If the reinforcements don't come, they can only be trapped in the rice circle, which is not a good thing.

The Spiritual Qi in spirit rice has a certain amount after all, and it will dissipate after a long time of use. When the rice circle loses its defensive function, a dozen people will become lambs to be slaughtered.

The old man was worried, but the situation worsened more than he expected.

“ao wu!”

The group of ghosts tumbled and boiled, and suddenly parted together. Such a sign was actually a sign of a powerful leader.

"Evil ghost, still the leader of evil ghosts!"

The so-called leader of evil ghosts is the level of elite evil ghosts.

A moment later, a burly evil ghost elite with a single horn stood outside the rice circle.

The old man's heart sank, it's over, this is the leader of the evil spirit.

Ordinary evil spirits who can traverse rural towns and see houses as nothing.

The evil spirit leader is even more powerful, and can even break through the tall city wall and break into it to eat people.

Once there is a demon head to take the lead, even the city can break through, not to mention their team of only a dozen people.

"Today is really unlucky!"

The old man also felt that he was definitely unlucky. With a dozen people, it was not enough for the leader of the evil spirit to shove his teeth. How could he attract each other?

This one-horned evil ghost seems to see the power of the rice circle. He walked around the rice circle seven or eight times, and the ghosts behind him followed, like a flowing turbid current.

A moment later, the one-horned devil stopped, raised his palm suddenly, and slapped it down at the rice circle.

"Not good!"

The old man looked down and saw the gust of wind driven by the evil ghost's palm, making the grains of rice jump on the ground, and there was a vague sign of separation.

He knew that the critical moment of life and death was coming. Once the spirit rice was blown away, the rice circle defense was broken, and the clansman beside him would face the tide of ghosts, and no one would be spared.

"spirit rice, break the ghost, come out!"

The old man silently recited the formula, emptied the cassock, buckled the remaining spirit rice in the palm of his hand, and the faint air flowed in his body, and began to run 'Sa m'spell.

Next moment, the white rice splashed out from the sky, and the target was the one-horned evil spirit.

However, spirit rice flew in front of him and was immediately excited. When it touched Yin Qi, it suddenly made a violent explosion.

In front of the one-horned Ghost King, a splendid screen of fire suddenly rose, like beads strung with Fireball, and fell on him.

"It's done!"

The old man gasping for breath is his last resort.

The firelight dissipated, and the one-horned devil was still standing, with large and small pits appearing on his body, apparently left by the explosion of spirit rice just now.

"Oops!"

The old man's heart sank, he only learned from 'Gong Cao' for three days, Initial Mastery with both hands, even more how even spirit rice No more, no more Magical Artifact, no more ward off evil spirits.

Is the family going to die here?

Just when the old man was in despair, the voice of 'Gong Cao' came from not far away.

"Burning the rice and burning the spirit, the essence gas turns into the sword, the evil spirit will slash!"

The tone barely fell, the old man saw the air in front of him, and a flood of spirit rice rose up.

These spirit rice danced with fire, burned into the most refined Spiritual Qi, and finally converged into a crystal long sword.

When the evil spirits saw the long sword, they showed terrified faces, gave up the 'food' in the rice circle, and turned around to flee.

Even the leading one-horned evil spirit was terrified and tried to escape.

However, the long sword shook violently, and the brilliance poured down like a curtain of water, covering all the ghosts.

A moment later, the ghosts were disappeared, and only a dozen people in the rice circle survived.

"Kong Cao!"

The old man walked out of the rice circle and saw the youth who came to rescue, just like the Kung Cao he saw that day.

Gong Cao, who is the son of the Tan Family, is wearing a black cloth bag with three white dots on it, and nodded to the old man, "By Miwu's order, I will take you home!"

(end of this chapter)