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Feifei rubbed his brows in distress: "These fake lamas are going to the small town of Shi'er. Could they... be the descendants of King Gesar's other guards? Because they felt that the seal of the mandala that suppressed the golden monkey was broken, so I rushed to stop him, but unexpectedly I met Tianyin on the way, and then he was brutally murdered!"
Fei Fei's tone ranged from hesitant and doubtful to affirmative. Apart from her guess, she really couldn't find a better explanation.
Xiaosha shook his head again: "They are all fake lamas..."
Before he finished speaking, Lao Gu interrupted him: "Who stipulated that the masters left behind by King Gesar must be true lamas? When King Gesar's biography was passed, Buddhism had not yet been introduced into Tibet! Even if King Gesar is a Buddhist, his subordinates do not necessarily have to be lamas and monks, but on the plateau, it is more convenient to have the identity of a lama."
Nothing else could be found on these corpses. It seemed that they only took the magic weapon and hurried away. As a result, they were all killed before reaching the town.
Wen Leyang glanced at Wen Mark. Wen Mark understood what he meant and shook his head with a wry smile. A trace of luck flashed across his face. If these people were not killed by Liu Xiang, then the disciples of the Wen family who came to the plateau to transport medicine would definitely Will be killed without mercy by the opponent.
Gu Xiaojun was not a criminal police officer, let alone a film police officer. He didn't bother to pay attention to the murder of monks in the wilderness. Everyone was making preparations to bury these corpses, but Wen Leyang suddenly fell to the ground.
His spiritual senses all around him shook violently without any warning. It was not that someone or something broke into it, but a huge invisible and qualitative force, like a huge tide that suddenly appeared, rippling across the snowy field. The momentum roared and flashed all the way from the direction of Huer Town!
Then a loud, sonorous cry resounded throughout the sky! Wen Leyang let out a laugh, patted his chest and stood up: "Dog-headed eagle, you're out of trouble!"
Xiao Sha stamped her feet in annoyance. If I had known, I would have to wait a few more days in the small town of Huer. Winmark has gained popularity among the dog-headed eagles. It’s still possible to take a photo together…
The huge spiritual energy was scattered in all directions. Qianren, who had been sealed for tens of millions of years, carried the dog-headed eagle and rolled up the hurricane, soaring into the sky and the earth at the same time. A monk's corpse was lying at Wen Leyang's feet, frozen to the bone. Without warning, he suddenly stood up straight. His movements were stiff and clumsy but lightning fast. His hands were like ghost claws. Digging viciously into his chest and abdomen!
Fake corpse!
Wen Leyang moved incredibly fast. The moment those ghost claws touched the hem of his clothes. His hands were already on his chest. There was a dull, dull sound. Wen Leyang spread his fingers with his hands. Tangled with two ghost claws.
Only then did Winmark and others react. One after another they shouted and were about to pounce on him. Wrapped in the jade knife, he shouted unceremoniously: "Get away, everyone. No one can help!" Wen Leyang's face turned livid. The poison of life and death that had just grown stronger in his body suddenly circulated. Twist your hands once, twice, three times! Until the third time. The monk's body jumped hard. Staggering and falling backward.
Wen Leyang gave him both hands. No pursuit either. He took a few steps back to protect his companions behind him. Looking coldly at the corpse with a dull expression, it seemed that he didn't feel any pain!
Shisha's fingers were all twisted together, as if it had just been taken out of the washing machine, and it was also a drum. It can be seen with the naked eye that under his skin, the bones are beating uneasily, creating a small wave, from the metacarpal bone to the wrist bone, the wrist bone to the forearm, and then to the upper arm, shoulder blade, cervical spine... and then all the way down, The sound of cracking bones was like popping beans, dull and dull in the corpse's body.
But ten seconds later, all 206 bones in Shisha's body were shattered by Wen Leyang's three strikes!
The corpse's bones were shattered, and he fell limply to the ground, but he still tried hard to raise his head that couldn't move at all. The expressionless face suddenly turned into a ferocious spite. Amidst the sound of shattering bones, he screamed like a curse: "You will never redeem yourself, you deceiver!" Then his body suddenly straightened up and stopped moving.
Wen Leyang and the others looked at each other, not understanding what had happened...
Only the hard-faced man in Huanhuan snorted coldly: "These monks are here to protect the monster seal mandala. Now the dog-headed eagle breaks out of the shackles, and the power of the soul remaining on the corpse is stimulated by Qianren's blooming spiritual essence. Fraudulent corpse!"
In the small town of Huer, accompanied by a huge spiritual energy shock and a clear and passionate cry, Hou Qian finally broke free from the seal that had been sealed for countless years and was able to see the light of day again!
Wen Leyang nodded with lingering fear. The power of the corpse demon just now was at least not inferior to that of the old rabbit demon Bu Le. Dead people and broken magic weapons still have such power. Their strength in life can be imagined, but it is a pity that these people are not unlucky. , but happened to meet Tianyin who had fled from the top of the snow.
After dealing with the corpse evil thing, Wen Leyang felt quite relaxed. After all, Qian Ren was the only demon he had ever seen who was full of blood and tears, but was not unlucky enough to fall into the hands of Chang Li. This feeling of simply doing good things was quite good.
The fierce and unrestrained Ling Yuan was quickly restrained by Qian Ren. He kept shouting continuously, but gradually moved away. It was obvious that the dog-headed eagle left in a different direction from Wen Leyang and his group.
Wen Leyang was afraid that another monk would fake corpses, so he sent the others away and used the force of his fists to create a big hole. After all, he buried the dead corpses, and the group set off for Lhasa again.
However, what made Wen Leyang both happy and surprised was that two days later, when the ancient plateau city of Lhasa was in sight, Qin Zhui actually caught up with him shouting all the way.
Qin Zhui is still as ugly as ever, unlike his fellow monks who become fairer and more energetic the more they practice. Wen Leyang couldn't see any clues, and didn't feel any change in Qin Zhui. Instead, he wrapped himself in the jade knife and laughed: "This kid is a little interesting now!"
Qin Zhui rushed over to Wen Leyang without saying a word, and gave Wen Leyang a bear hug. He didn't let go until the bones of the two young men were rattling. Wen Leyang asked him with goosebumps all over his body: "Are we two together?" Is that good? Do you miss me so much?"
Qin Zhui laughed loudly: "I feel happy, but I am afraid of strangling others when I hug them."
The ugly man Qin Zhui became a disciple of Qian Ren, and was immediately re-washed with wood-based Taoism to build the foundation. While the dog-headed eagle's body grew, Qin Zhui's work was completed, and Qian Rendu was completely absorbed and refined into him. With a burst of true energy in their bodies, the master and the apprentice came out of seclusion together and left the small town of Yi'er. In the eyes of the monks, Qin Zhui's fortune was comparable to that of an immortal. In just a few months, Qin Zhui's skills improved greatly. What was especially rare was that he recast his foundation this time, allowing him to
There is room for great improvement in refining. However, Qian Ren could only help him. His achievements in cultivation depended on Qin Zhui's own understanding and opportunities.
Wen Leyang squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky. The blue sky was so moist that it seemed to be brewing with water. There were no dogs or eagles as far as the eye could see. Then he asked Qin Zhui in confusion: "Where is your master? Isn't he with you?" "
Qin Zhui laughed and shook his head: "This old man has been in the dog-headed eagle for who knows how many years, but this is the first time he commands the dog-headed eagle to fly in the sky... that... is not very stable, up and down, he is afraid of embarrassment , refused to go with me, saying that he wanted to feel the flesh armor thoroughly on the plateau first, and then join me at Jiuding Mountain after a while."
Wen Leyang was nodding and smiling when he was startled when he heard Qin Zhui's last words: "Jiuding Mountain? When you two met, did you book a place at my house?"
Wenmark had an intuitive idea of the size of the dog-headed sculpture. After hearing this, he rolled his eyes and thought about how many sheep his family would have to prepare for Qianfei to go to Jiuding Mountain...
Qin Zhui nodded matter-of-factly: "Of course that's Jiuding Mountain! When we go back and let Shijiu testify, we will have a fight!" The ugly man rubbed his palms with excitement on his face: "This time I After I come out, I will be at least as good as you!" As he said that, he suddenly jumped up and punched the ground like lightning. The ground was covered with thick snow. Under his punch, not even a flake of snow was left. None of them floated.
Lao Gu and others looked puzzled, but Wen Leyang raised his eyebrows and praised the ring in the jade knife under his neck at the same time: "Okay!"
Qin Juidi's eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth were all so proud that he almost broke free from his face. He clapped his hands and waved his hand grandly: "Let's go back to Jiuding Mountain!"
After the jade sword wrapper finished praising him, he smiled at Qin Zhui and said, "Your skills are no worse than the old rabbit demon, but you still can't beat Wen Leyang now!"
Qin Zhui stared hard, looked Wen Leyang up and down, and asked cautiously: What are you doing again! "
Before Wen Leyang could speak, Guo Huan told them their experience on the snow top from beginning to end. After hearing the end, Qin Zhui's face was even uglier than that of the corpse just now, but he still stubbornly wanted to talk to Wen Leyang. Return to Jiuding Mountain and sign in front of Jiujiu.
Fei Fei looked Qin Zhui up and down, and said to Wen Leyang with a smile: "He doesn't mean what he says. You have to be careful. From the looks of him, he should be holding a trump card in his hand..."
The large group of people set out on the road again. Xiaosha and Feifei looked back over and over again. The snowfield where they had just punched remained unchanged... It was not until the following spring that the ice and snow on the plateau quietly melted, and a hole the size of a fist was revealed on the ground. Above, bottomless. Around the fist hole, dozens of huge fissures spread out in all directions, the longest of which was nearly a kilometer long!
In Lhasa, Gu Xiaojun and his Fei Fei siblings barely made a stop before hurriedly boarding the nearest flight. He didn't even ask where the plane was going. Wen Leyang really wanted to know if there was a trip from Lhasa to Shigatse. of flights…
Wen Leyang and his party also boarded the train bound for Sichuan the next day. The trip to the plateau had mixed joys and sorrows, but in terms of this trip alone, it was still a success.
There are many good things: Tianyin's plan to recast the evil soul of water has been solved. Even if there are endless Tianshui spirits, the only qualified evil disciple left is Tuta Tunte. Because of Wen Leyang's relationship, Zhui Zi also eliminated the estrangement with their Wen Bu Cao disciples, adding another strong support to the camp against Liu Xiang. Not to mention the three young men Wen Leyang, Qin Zhui and Liu Zheng whose respective skills have greatly increased.
The bad thing was very serious: Liu Xiang's real soul controlled Tianyin and Tianshu Tianhua, and they were martyred, and no one in the world would repeat the magic of the demon-suppressing formation.
In addition, Awl's memory and Monkey Qianren's escape are also unpredictable variables, and the whereabouts of the 'Big Pie Broken Gong Dog' has suddenly become the first mystery to be solved.
Wen Leyang called home, and the uncle answered it in person. The old man was overjoyed, but kept urging him to get back quickly. He couldn't explain other things clearly on the phone, so he had to wait until he got home.
The train journey from Lhasa to Chengdu takes two full days. Wen Leyang and Qin Zhui slept well all the way. Their skills had just improved greatly, and they didn't feel sleepy at all when they were busy. However, they couldn't open their eyes as soon as they fell asleep, and they couldn't open their eyes until they got off the train. At that time, both of them were still yawning profusely, and their eyes were so red that the old rabbit demon could hide his face and run away in displeasure.
As soon as everyone got out of the train station, they immediately gathered around a few tough-looking young men. Qin Zhui suddenly woke up from his nap and habitually touched the Tang Dao on his back. Wen Leyang quickly grabbed him. These people were all They are disciples of Wen Bucao and brothers of the same generation as Wen Leyang.
Wen Mark frowned slightly and stood between those fellow disciples and Wen Leyang. Within Wen Bu Cao, Wenjia Village and the Life, Aging, Sickness and Death Center are two distinct systems. Although Wenmark led the people from Wenjia Village on this errand, both power and responsibility fell to the fourth master. According to common sense, a person with a famous name will not pick someone up when he comes home. Even if he picks up someone, someone with a famous name should take the lead.
Wen Bucao has been like this for two thousand years. Although everyone is named Wen, the rules are the rules. The children of the Wen family who came to pick up the station did not take it seriously. Instead, they took out a large brown paper letter and a palm-sized letter from their arms with a solemn expression. The pieces of bamboo were handed to Wenmark together.
When Wen Leyang and others saw the four or five bright bamboo pieces that had been rubbed for a long time, their expressions changed dramatically!
Anyone who lives in Jiuding Mountain knows these bamboo patches, the talisman of their parents! In the past, no matter how big the situation was, a few parents would just take out one person's letter talisman to dispatch the disciples, but this time, with a total of five pieces of bamboo, the four grandfathers and uncle Wen Tunhai's letter talisman arrived together.
After Mark Wen checked the letter charms, he handed them all to Wen Leyang's hand, and took out the envelope. On the seal of the envelope, there were five seals stamped on the seal of the envelope, including the four heads of family and uncle Wen Tunhai! There was only a few rows of thick and powerful characters in the letter: Wen Leyang was ordered to go to Crow Mountain in southern Sichuan. You are not allowed to ask why.
Under the order, the seals of the fourth elder of the Wen family and uncle Wen Tunhai were slapped on. There is also a line of small words under the seal: Other Wen family disciples come back quickly and let him go alone.
This line of small characters was stamped with a seal, and it was obvious that I remembered to write it later.
Wen Mark's face was full of disbelief, and he stared at the disciple of the Wen family who delivered the letter: "What's going on?" For Wen Bucao, whether it is a seal or a letter charm, just one is enough, and there is no need to clutter so many. Stamp and send so many tokens equivalent to command arrows.
The disciple of the Wen family who delivered the letter also knew what was involved.
He shook his head with a solemn expression: "I went out to do some business. When I came back, Jiu was waiting at the top of the mountain and asked me to deliver a message to you.
They have the letters of four grandfathers and uncles in their hands, waiting for all five parents to arrive! We didn't dare to delay, so we rushed all the way and finally made sure we didn't miss anything. "
The talisman and seal were both genuine, but there were so many of them, the nondescript wording in the order, and the fact that the people who sent the order were brothers Wen Jiu and Wen Shisan, made this matter suspicious.
Wen Leyang stopped talking nonsense and immediately took out his mobile phone to call home. From the four grandfathers to the uncle and finally to Wen Xiaoxin, he called almost all the numbers he knew about the family, but all of them could not be connected. The last call to the landline was the same. Doesn’t make sense. Wen Leyang thought for a while and called Luo Wangfu again, but the result was still the same.
After the 'unable to connect' message appeared a dozen times or dozens of times, the soft voice gradually became more eerie to Wen Leyang's ears.
Wen Leyang called Lao Tu Yao Bu Le again and stopped the phone due to arrears...
Wen Leyang was dumbfounded. His mobile phone and landline were all blocked, unless Jiudingshan was suppressed by the government...
Everyone was hesitant. At this time, Wen Leyang's cell phone suddenly rang with an unfamiliar number. Wen Leyang felt like he suddenly grabbed a lifebuoy when he was drowning. He immediately answered the phone, and then he took a deep breath and shouted continuously. He asked, "Uncle, what's going on?" Then he told me everything he had just said.
The call came from my uncle. Wen Tunhai's voice sounded extremely strange: "My four fathers and I have lost our letters and seals, and all the mobile phones in the village have been dug into the well. We haven't yet." After fishing..." On the other end of the phone, the uncle's furious roar sounded in the distance. The uncle paused and gritted his teeth and said: "Wen Jiu and Wen Shisan, these two bastards, they are the ones doing the work."
Wen Leyang subconsciously let out a sigh and murmured: "I was talking to Grandpa before getting on the train..."
The uncle's voice sounded aggrieved: "They were all thrown into the well that night!"
Wen Leyang was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say. Only then did he realize that the talisman, order mirror, and secret letter were all caused by his two precious uncles. He quickly read the contents of the secret letter to Wen Tunhai, and then asked his uncle : "How could the two uncles... steal these things from you?"
Wen Tunhai scolded fiercely: "Anyway, the two bastards have greatly improved their skills now. No one in our family is their opponent except you."
Wen Leyang was extremely surprised. He knew very well what the two silly uncles were capable of. Although he was very good at punching, he was still a step behind the uncle, let alone the four old men Wen. Now he could actually do such a good job. It was a bit unbelievable to steal an important keepsake and steal the entire village's phone numbers without anyone noticing. Then something suddenly occurred to him and he asked in astonishment: "Could it be... Master The skills left by the ancestors, the two uncles..." Halfway through, he felt that it was a bit impossible. Even if the family cracked the secrets of the skills left by the ancestors in Yufu, they should not let the ninth uncle and the thirteenth uncle first. A person with a bad mind comes to practice.
The uncle snorted heavily and actually admitted Wen Leyang's statement: "Why did they invite you to Crow Ridge?" Halfway through, he suddenly realized: "These two bastards have been trying to be the top masters of Jiuding Mountain these days, and they are afraid that they can't do it at home. I'll fight you and trick you into going to Jiuding Mountain to fight! Bring them back to me. The four dads are already mad..." Before he could finish his words, Wen Leyang couldn't help but laugh. Voice.
Wen Tunhai himself was happy: "Everything is fine at home. You don't have to worry. Chengdu is located in the middle of Sichuan, not far from Crow Ridge. It's a convenient way home. Just bring them back."
Wen Leyang nodded in agreement, and then became a little puzzled: "Didn't all the mobile phones in the village be thrown into the well? Are you... out of the mountain?"
Wen Tunhai immediately lowered his voice, and there was a hint of ghostly Lele in his tone: "What a fool! When I was the county magistrate... some phone calls were not convenient for your aunt to see, so I hid a mobile phone. Now I just send text messages occasionally..."
Wen Leyang laughed loudly: "I'll let the others go back first. Do you want to buy some phones to take home?"
Wen Tunhai seemed to be startled: "You're looking for death! Big Daddy said to let it dry and then try it..."
Wen Leyang nodded involuntarily. He could imagine the uncle's expression when he said this, and changed the subject with a wry smile: "Uncle Ninth and Uncle Thirteen, what are their current abilities?"
Wen Tunhaiyahuazi, with a hint of pride in his wry smile: "I can't see it anyway, but neither Jifei Shuijing nor Mr. Gongye can touch the shadow of the two of them! But they will never be better than you. The seven fat guys and the two of them are very nice and refuse to do anything, they are ***Wind, Rain and Rainbow!"
Wen Leyang couldn't help but laugh. Shui Jingjifei and the others were all strong practitioners in casual cultivation. Although they couldn't compare with the masters of the famous Wufu family, they were proficient in magic weapons, supernatural powers, martial arts, and body movements. Listening to what the uncle said, they were the same as the two. I don’t know how much difference there is between a silly uncle. When he first heard the message from Master Tuo Xie in the Jade Talisman, he already knew that after the three methods of poison, corpse, and witchcraft were combined into one, his skill could be greatly improved, but he never expected that he could improve so quickly.
Wen Tunhai smiled bitterly, and his tone became solemn again: "You have been more careful recently. Now Shizong's people have become restless. Not long ago, they besieged Jilong Road, triggered their mountain sealing formation, and fought There was a fight. Kunlun Road disappeared overnight, and there was no one in Yuxu Palace. Moreover, there were traces of demons in Mount Emei. The two monks just rushed back to Mount Emei a few days ago to take charge of the overall situation. If you find Lao Jiu Lao Shi San, you will Go home immediately."
Wen Leyang nodded. No one knew more about Kunlun Dao than him. These disputes between good and evil had nothing to do with them. There were only two complete Five Blessings of the Righteous Path left. Among them, the one-character palace's "dismounting power" had changed. Having become dismounted, it would be strange if Sejong did not take the opportunity to counterattack.
Wen Tunhai gave him a few more instructions. Just as he was about to hang up, he suddenly remembered something and asked Wen Leyang with a smile: "You don't want to fight about the 'Number One Master in Jiuding Mountain', do you?"
Wen Leyang let out a laugh, shook his head and smiled, understanding that although his uncle was angry, he still loved his brothers in the end, so he agreed and hung up the phone, then laughed again and told others what happened.
Mark Wen, who wanted to suppress his smile, twitched the corners of his mouth. After enduring it for a long time, he finally became happy and waved to the other disciples: "You guys go back to Jiuding Mountain first. I will accompany Wen Leyang to find the number one master in our family. Go!" (Quanben Novel Website www.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.com)