The indescribable Taoist Lord

"We know there's a problem, and we've almost figured out the structure and situation of this village. Are we still going to make excuses with them?

It's obvious that they want to attack us, so it's better to just kill them and leave a few alive to interrogate Hidden and Lailong. "

Li Ping'an was worthy of being a night watchman, and his temperament of the Taiyin lineage was clearly revealed at this time - it was actually the fact that these big-eyed monsters were a little tired of pretending to be grandsons in front of them, which made him feel aggrieved.

Wang Zhixin rolled his eyes. The one they wanted to kill was Li Ping'an. What did Wang Zhixin have to do with him? He, Wang Zhixin, had legitimate "spiritual blood", and these two people were very affectionate towards him.

But what Li Ping'an said is not wrong. Even if there are thousands of water tribe hybrids in this secret realm, their physical strength is only at the level of Taoist monks, and they have no magical powers, so they can't compete with Taoist monks.

But what worried him vaguely was the twisted bone tower and the shrine with weird beauty - the things there always gave him an inexplicable dangerous aura, as if once triggered, unimaginable catastrophes would occur. .

"No, Brother Wang, since we have broken in, if there is really something in the sacrificial tower, we must bite the bullet and get there!

If I wait for them to make the first move, will I become passive? "

Li Ping'an is an old gambler with a very strong gambling habit. If Wang Zhixin doesn't give a reasonable reason for something he is sure of, he will never give in.

Wang Zhi thought about it for a long time, and then replied calmly in the message -

"Don't be impatient, I have a trump card."

Li Ping'an calmed down, wiped his hands with Luo Tianpa, carefully collected the cuffs, and watched these two mixed-race aquatics with some IQ flaws continue their performance.

Liu Mao and Liu Biao would not know that they had just passed through the gate of hell.

There was no door in this house, only a dark hole. The two of them followed inside and felt not only the coolness, but also a sense of gloominess - although there was rammed earth that had been beaten flat under their feet, it was still wet and overgrown. of moss.

The items in the house are quite complete, but some of them are already covered with penicillium.

"Take a seat, you two."

Wang Zhixin sat down naturally, as naturally and casually as if he had come to his own home, but Li Ping'an felt awkward and disgusting, couldn't stand anywhere, and even disliked chairs and stools.

"The two of us are going to prepare food first. We don't have any guest rooms at home. So today I'll let the two generals stay in my brother's room, so I'll spend the night with Amao."

"Children of the world, don't stick to trivial matters!"

Li Ping'an had a tough face and waved his hands in a pretentious manner, vividly portraying a young boy who was just starting out, but imitating the behavior in the legend - after all, he is also an old actor, and he has been a playboy for more than ten years. The interpretation of history made it possible for him to be prepared in advance even though he was walking in the sky for the first time.

The two of them were busy preparing food and cooking, just like human beings...

Wang Zhixin and Li Ping'an ate generously and naturally - not sure if it was because the fish and shrimp were so delicious, or if they were really hungry.

Sensing that monks who had not reached the Taoist level were unable to live without food, looking at the two people feasting happily, the two mixed-blood aquatic tribes were relieved.

Just when they were eating heartily, Li Ping'an and Wang Zhixin's eyelids became increasingly drowsy, their heads gradually shook, and then they hit the table heavily.

The pride in the huge eyes of these two people was clearly visible, and the tall and thin man who looked unsteady even murmured excitedly——

"A good body, the blood food of immortal cultivators, and a cultivator who is capable of transforming into pure blood of the spiritual race, the Shui Yuan Fairy Mother, are the source of blessing given to me by God in Maocun.

It’s hard to say, but we can also receive God’s favor, be baptized by the water element, and be able to live in the depths of the Cangjiang Holy Land. "

Li Ping'an's ears were perked up, listening to the conversation between the two people - however, in his ears, the conversation was jittery, like distorted babble, which was really confusing.

He was quite annoyed and sent a message to Wang Zhixin——

"That's sloppy. I don't understand the bird language these two rags are talking about. How can we find out the secrets?"

Wang Zhixin was calm and calm on the other end, and only gently handed over two words.

"It doesn't matter."

Wang Zhixin is trying hard to communicate with that spiritual light link. Although he can't understand the nonsense these two people are talking about, there are people he knows and can touch who can understand!

“Heaven and earth opened up, and incense was burned on the ground. Out of pity for the world, a god descended from heaven.

It’s hard to see its form, hard to describe its beauty, it was born without beginning, the Tao teaches three things…”

Zhang Qinghe spent the whole night in Zhangjia Village. He was waiting to give lessons to the children, but he felt the influence of the aura bond in the dark, and frowned——

"What kind of fuss is this?"

Someone came over from Taniguchi, and his disciple even started to pray to God. Fortunately, he was a master of double-thread operation, otherwise he would have been in trouble.

The spiritual link connecting Taisu's unknown place in the sky and Wang Zhixin was brilliant. The source and soul descended down the ladder to heaven, and the will that was on par with the Tao descended from the spiritual world and was placed in Wang Zhixin. in the body.

As soon as Zhang Qinghe came down, he saw two ugly men with fishy eyes and stiff faces talking about the "Water Yuan Fairy Mother"——

"A fine body, the blood food of immortal cultivators, and a cultivator who is capable of transforming into pure blood of the spirit race, the Shuiyuan Fairy Mother, this is the source of blessing given to me by God in Maocun. I can't say, we can't To be favored by God, to be baptized by the water element, to live in the depths of the Cangjiang Holy Land."

He understood immediately that Wang Zhixin and Li Pingan had caught something good!

"What's the situation, tell me."

Zhang Qinghe calmly communicated with Wang Zhixin in the lake of his heart.

"This seems to be a secret realm of the mixed-blood aquatic tribe. It calls itself Maocun. After we entered by mistake..."

Wang Zhixin told everything he heard and saw, especially the twisted and weird tower.

"It is really related to the Water Elemental Fairy... Anyway, human sacrifice means that these things are not fun."

"That's true. Then what should we do next?"

When Zhang Qinghe was around, Wang Zhixin always had Zhang Qinghe as his backbone.

"Needless to say, just kill him!"

"Huh?!...Oh."

Wang Zhixin never thought that Zhang Qinghe would give the same conclusion as Li Ping'an - but he remembered that Zhang Qinghe was always cautious, so he thought he had any better ideas.

"No matter how big the things in the shrine are, Li Tuizhi doesn't know how many incarnation jade plaques are hung on Li Ping'an. Look at the jewels he usually wears, and that jade pendant is not just a decoration.

If you're desperate, why don't you just crush a piece of it? "