Originally, Goudan Dad and the three-eyed youth senior thought that Song Shuhang's 'good corpse' would use the meritorious snake beauty as a carrier... As a result, after Song Shuhang's 'good corpse' was cut out, he went straight to the 'Gongde Thunder Tribulation Tree' in the hands of the meritorious snake beauty. , take the initiative to hit the 'muzzle'.
"What's the matter?" Daddy Dog said.
"You ask me, who should I ask?" The three-eyed youth senior replied, "You know Baxuan better than me, right? Why did you ask me in turn?"
Daddy Dog: "..."
Is it because Song Dan's surname is 'Song', with the character 'Woo' in his surname, so he has a special fondness for the existence of trees, and even prefers 'trees' when choosing a carrier
"Anyway, as long as the good corpse is cut out... I'm about to reach the limit. I've been staring at the light of merit. I feel a little uncomfortable in my eyes. I need to put some eye drops when I look back." The three-eyed junior said.
"Are you saying that my daughter-in-law is not good-looking enough?" Dad Goudan said sensitively.
Three-eyed young senior: "..."
Hit me again
We are the masters of Jiuyou, do you want to be so naive
Are you pretending to be naive and just looking for a chance to slap me? Considering the bad character of Goudan's father, the latter is more likely!
The two masters of the Nine Serenities competed against each other again.
At this time, the beauty of the meritorious snake stretched out her hand and threw the 'gongde thunder tribulation tree' out.
The 'good corpse' cut out by Song Shuhang was integrated into the tree of merit and thunder, using it as a carrier, and began to transform.
The process of slaying a good corpse is smoother than slaying an evil corpse... Song Shuhang's 'good thoughts' have not been absorbed or suppressed, and his good thoughts are relatively large.
The tree of merit and thunder began to transform into shape, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into the appearance of Song Shuhang in golden monk clothes.
On the monk's robe, there was a faint thunder and lightning entanglement, and there was a crackling sound.
Under the monk's robe, the muscles are strong and powerful.
The "Shuangquan Dharma Merit Art of the World" circulated endlessly, and it dyed the golden monk Song Shuhang a layer of precious light, making it impossible to look directly at him.
"The poor monk is tyrannical, I have seen the deity." The golden monk Shuhang folded his palms and bowed to Song Shuhang.
At the moment when the golden tyrant monk lowered his head... the world brightened up!
That bald head, like a little sun, released infinite rays of light, illuminating the entire space of the 'Heaven's Little Black Room'.
"Sun Fist!" The beauty of the meritorious snake dubbed Ba Shan Monk in a timely manner behind her back.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Like the evil corpse, the good corpse 'Bashan' inherited Song Shuhang's cultivation technique "Shuangquan Dharma Merit Technique", and also inherited an idle talent of Song Shuhang... "Sun Finger".
At this time, this talent was inherited by Ba Shan, and it became a great one—Ba Shan's entire head is a huge light source, and even his body can release this level of light if he wants to!
"You don't need to be more polite, you and I are one." Song Shuhang finished reading the lines with his eyes blocked, and after completing the ceremony of 'cutting three corpses', he said: "Friend Tyrannical, please look up quickly, everyone is going to be blind. ."
On the opposite side, Ba Shan raised his head, and the dazzling light subsided slightly, turning into a beam of light that shot up into the sky—from the point of view of Song Shuhang and others, the head of the corpse 'Ba Shan' was like a flashlight with strong light. Direct the beam to the sky.
"Why does it look like a monk?" Song Shuhang asked, looking at the 'Bashan' that had completed the ceremony. The power of merit is not equal to the power of Buddhism, right
Ba Shan kept his hands clasped together, smiled slightly, and was not angry: "But your initial merits of this deity are condensed through the method of Buddhism. This is the cause and effect you planted yourself."
Song Shuhang: "..."
"Furthermore, in terms of dressing, poor monks have to be distinguished from 'evil corpses and tyrants'." Monk Ba Shan said.
Originally it was supposed to be a corpse dressed in black, because the deity had too little obsessional malice, and only the navel was black... In this way, if he continued to transform into a white-clothed Taoist, his image would overlap with the corpse. , lose independence.
"??" Song Shuhang looked up at the sky, and there was no solution to this kind of thing.
"In addition, the poor monk and the deity are one body, which means that the image of the poor monk, the deity is acceptable to you in the depths of your heart. Otherwise, the poor monk will definitely not be able to appear in this form." Ba Shan added the knife.
Song Shuhang couldn't help but recall the image of his 'real self', speechless.
"All this is your own fault." Monk Ba Shan had a gentle smile on his face. After he finished speaking, his eyes sank slightly, and he leaned over to salute again: "This deity is still in the state of beheading three corpses, so poor monk will not Continue to disturb the deity to cut off the three corpses. I wish the deity can successfully cut off the third corpse and prove the supreme avenue."
The light beam of merit and virtue, like the powerful high beam of an Audi car, shone on Song Shuhang's face.
"Fellow Daoist Ba Shan is worthy of being a good corpse, inheriting my kind side and being considerate." Song Shuhang opened his eyes and said blindly... This is physical blindness, blinded by lights.
The monk Bashan raised his head and smiled, and his body slowly retreated.
"The gun is coming!" At this moment, the beauty of the snake behind her suddenly called out.
Ba Shan stepped backwards in coordination, his palms folded and his hands raised above his head, his legs were side by side.
The beam of powerful light of merit condensed into a 40-meter-long light gun and sharp blade under the restraint of Tyrannical Goodness.
The meritorious snake beauty stretched out her hand and slung the 'Ba Shan Seng' around her waist - just like the Western heavy cavalry holding a knight's spear, she held the 'Ba Shan Seng' and armed him as a knight's spear.
The meritorious fat whale kept raising its head and roaring.
Reloaded Gongde Fairy Cavalry!
Moreover, Song Shuhang, Goudan Daddy, and the three-eyed young senior could also keenly sense that the combination of meritorious snake beauty and tyrannical goodness is a real combination.
When the 'Bashan' turned into a 14-meter-long knight spear, when the virtuous snake beauty armed him, the meritorious snake beauty and the Bashan monk entered a state of synchronization. both
At this time, the virtuous snake beauty is the tyrant, and the tyrant is the meritorious snake beauty.
"Drive~" The reloaded Gongde Fairy snorted softly,
The fat whale of merit carried her and began to swim blindly in the 'Heaven's Little Black House', and she was not happy.
"Look, Fairy Gongde is so interesting. Are you envious?" Father Goudan said to the three-eyed boy again.
Three-eyed young senior: "I really don't envy at all, don't ask any more, it's a dog egg to ask."
While talking, the reloaded meritorious snake beauty ran and ran... I don't know where it went.
This time, this Heavenly Dao Prison has a large space, enough for Jiu Pin Jie Xian to hide and seek in it.
"Finally, self corpse." Song Shuhang calmed down and said.
After beheading two corpses in a row, his strength increased a lot.
It is expected that after he has cut off the third corpse and stepped into the world, he will receive a welcome from the 'Nine-Rank Heavenly Tribulation Boss'.
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Wangtian, it's the end of the month so soon~ I'm asking for a monthly pass~