Russell showed off a little in front of Uncle Simu, then he waved his hand and the broken talisman paper in the bowl slowly condensed and became brand new again.
Under the gaze of everyone, it kept folding and turned into a little bird, flapping its wings and chirping from time to time.
"this… "
Si Mu couldn't help but open his mouth wide, shocked in his heart. It seemed that his little nephew had made further progress in cultivation and possessed incredible magical powers.
He asked tremblingly, "Is this a magical power unique to the Heavenly Master, or did you practice it yourself?"
“It should be considered unique.”
It was after Russell broke through to become the Heavenly Master that he gradually understood the various wonders of the Heavenly Master. The most important change from a human to a god is his supernatural powers and his omnipotence.
As for cultivating gods, one will gradually move further and further on the road to becoming omnipotent. The higher the level of cultivation, the greater the power one possesses.
Maybe it is true that everything can come into being with just one thought.
How incredible it is to be at that level as the Emperor of Heaven.
Russell recalled the magical power that the Buddhist disciples of the Western Buddhist sect used in the past - the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of their hands. According to the great elder, it really exists. The Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand really exists in the world.
And that Buddhaland is in the palm of Tathagata's hand, accommodating countless billions of believers living there.
On par with the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of your hand is Taoism's Mount Sumeru which contains the heaven and earth, as well as some strange magical powers, such as one world in one book.
Beat those people who live in the books to death, they are unwilling to believe that they are in other people's calligraphy and paintings.
"Alas, my cultivation is too low after all."
Russell couldn't help but feel emotional in his heart. The more he practiced, the more he realized that the gap was as huge as the difference between heaven and earth, and the more insignificant he felt.
Simu thought he was still in Versailles and could only smile.
"Uncle Master, please go to my master first, and let me handle this."
After saying that, his figure disappeared in front of the two people, leaving the bird in the air dancing continuously, and then flew away into the distance.
Obviously, this is a guide bird.
"Master, Master."
Jia Le just woke up from his shock at this time, "He, he, he, how far has he come?"
"It's unimaginable for mortals! Let's go, our Maoshan is going to give birth to a dragon this time!"
…
Russell turned into golden light and arrived at the barren mountain in the space of Xumi. The wild zombie king kept roaring in the cave.
With a thought, the top of the mountain began to shake continuously. As Russell's right hand turned, it gradually turned into a middle finger pointing to the sky. The Wild Zombie King growled below, and his voice gradually became weaker.
"Come!"
Russell hooked his finger towards the distance, and a small figure flew over from the horizon. It was the child of the Wild Zombie King, the little zombie.
He babbled as he looked around, then looked down, his little head full of confusion. His feet felt empty and he was very scared.
"Stay underground and don't come up again."
Russell did not kill the two zombies. Instead, he used a mountain to trap them underground forever, preventing them from escaping.
Anyway, they don't need food or drink, so a little moonlight can allow them to live for a long time underground.
If we don't kill them, firstly, the ones who come here are spirits, and the spiritual energy in the human world is scarce. If we want to kill the wild zombie king, we need to use some tricks and it will be troublesome.
Secondly, Russell thought of the Yin-Yang Ghost Seal, and he became interested. The Wild Zombie King possesses intelligence, can practice, and most importantly, can live forever.
Such things are extremely rare. If you train one or two well, you can use them to suppress the mountain gate in the future and they can also serve as the foundation of your sect.
When he goes to the underworld, he can also take him to Neimao, which is where the Wild Zombie King really roams.
Russell sent the family off to reunite in a nonchalant manner. Just as he was about to leave, he felt that the amulet he had left for others was broken.
Who owns it? Jong Bong!
…
In a deserted building, a woman in white was walking on an empty floor. Her eyes were empty and her long hair was unkempt and left hanging. If it was in the dark, it would probably scare children to tears.
She held a stick in her left hand and a photo in her right hand. On top of the photo was a doll smiling happily.
What a pity, he died!
He died inexplicably, with all the blood gone from his body!
The woman's eyes were red as she walked step by step in the quiet building. She wanted to see a ghost. She wanted to see her child.
Where is it? Where is it
The building seemed extremely silent. In Hong Kong, where every inch of land is valuable, houses were built extremely densely, and sunlight could not penetrate at all. This building had long been abandoned, and naturally there was no electricity.
The pitch-black corridors and the dark houses gave one a sense of fear that came from the darkness at first glance.
The woman didn't care. She gently shook the bell with her right hand. This was the bell she got from the fortune teller after selling her house.
The soul-calling bell can summon wandering souls, also known as ghosts.
The witch had warned her that using this thing was extremely dangerous as it could summon ghosts. What was summoned was a soul, but not necessarily her child.
But the woman didn't care, it was her only chance to see the child.
“Boom!”
A strange noise rang out in the silent building, dong dong sound, as if someone was knocking on the door.
The woman walked over step by step. The room was empty and full of cobwebs. It was a sunny day, but the light coming through the window was red.
There was a cabinet in the room, but it was sealed, and it seemed that the sound came from inside.
The woman shook the bell gently, and there was a dong sound from the ghost gate. She shook it again, and there was another dong sound.
She opened the cabinet door and found nothing inside.
There were no children of her own as she had imagined.
The woman turned around in a daze and continued to ring the bell in the corridor, not noticing that the open cabinet was filled with black air and two female ghosts crawled out from it.
The two female ghosts seemed extremely excited. They licked their tongues, climbed up to the ceiling and headed in the direction the woman had just gone.
"Xiaobai, Xiaobai."
The woman called her son's name over and over again. Suddenly, the dark corridor suddenly lit up, and there was an extra person at the end of the corridor.
A little child.
"Xiaobai, my Xiaobai!"
The woman was ecstatic. She ran over and hugged the shivering baby in her arms. The baby was cold all over, but she didn't care.
But Xiaobai didn't say anything, and looked at the other end of the corridor with fear, as if there was something scary there.
The woman raised her head and saw a tall figure standing at the end. Who was it
"Mom, let's go."
The woman immediately picked up the stick in her hand and walked towards the figure with an angry look on her face. She understood, she knew who this person was.
The murderer who killed his son Xiaobai.
The extremely terrifying zombie described by the witch!
He killed his own son when he was alive, and even after his death he didn't let his soul go. How hateful!