Chapter 220 (1/2)
”Demon talisman, zombie, monster?” Weisuo's eyes moved. ”How long is the short time you said?”
”This talisman was refined by the corpse Shinto two thousand years ago. I just got it by chance, but I haven't used it yet. I just found some relevant introductions in some ancient books and records. I'm not sure how long it is. ” Said the old moustache.
Wei Suo pondered for a moment and asked, ”where is Dong Qingyi now?”
”He is still in the Seven Star City,” he said
Weisuo nodded, but no longer said anything. He reached out a little, and a black light shot out of his hand and pierced into the heart of the old moustache.
The old way of moustache trembled all over, but his face showed a look of understanding and taking off, and there was no sound in an instant.
According to this old moustache, he didn't know Wei Suo's real identity. He didn't know that Wei Suo was the one who broke the black evil in the mausoleum of Qingfeng mausoleum. He was just worried about who Jiya would ask for help, and did not let go of any monk who had contact with the shopkeeper mo of Lingbao Fang. If Weisuo's strength is slightly inferior to him, on the contrary, he will die in his hands.
Wei Suo, who was very clear about the doctrine of the weak and the strong, would not be soft hearted to such a monk.
Moreover, this moustache Taoist priest is the four fold cultivation of the whole world. The power of the blood bead coagulated by the blood eating Sabre should have exceeded the power of the magic weapon of the spirit level.
After taking a look at the blood eating Sabre which absorbed the Qi and blood and Zhenyuan of the old moustache, but with a faint red light inside, Wei Suo collected the magic weapon and two demon corpse symbols that seemed to be very useful even though they didn't know the specific power. After all, Weisuo still has the corpse of a fire demon dragon in level 6.
After putting these two things away, Weisuo stretched out his hand to condense a white congenital fire, which wrapped the corpse of the old moustache Taoist. In an instant, the corpse of the old moustache disappeared completely in front of his eyes and turned into ashes.
”Tianyimen, Dongyao resort, golden vulture palace, Heisha, a monk with five levels of mindfulness sits in the town, and there are many monks in Dongyao resort around. At that time, Dong Qingyi will certainly bring some monks to meet him. ” The old man with green robe floated out of the ghost jar in Weisuo's arms and said with a sneer, ”do you still think you have the slightest chance?”
”If you want to save Jiya and Han Weiwei, or even have a chance to meet Ji ya, it is basically impossible.” Wei Suo also sneered, ”but Dong Qingyi last time in the Seven Star City put me together, but I don't want him to be satisfied. If I kill him, at least this marriage will be ruined. ”
”You want to kill Dong Qingyi?” The green robed old man sneered. ”I told you that monks would never recognize each other. If you take the attitude of how to get benefits from others and how to improve your cultivation as soon as possible, you can find ways to kill people and steal goods. Anyway, these clans are your enemies. When you are discovered by them, they will kill them mercilessly It's you. In particular, Li Honglin and Dong Qingyi of the Golden Eagle palace must want to tear you to pieces. None of these people can't be killed. However, if you are still holding the attitude of trying to save people, rather than just trying to kill these enemies to gain benefits, I advise you to simply ignore everything. Next, you can break into the state of mind peacefully and listen to my arrangement to explore treasures and kill monsters. Originally, trying to save people is just a lot of scruples and constraints, which is equivalent to being led by the nose by the opponent, and forced to confront with opponents who are much stronger than themselves. If you want to kill your opponent and win the treasure, there is no restriction at all. You have to choose more and act more safely. ”
”Old man, you have a point.” Wei Suowei narrowed his eyes and sneered: ”I have been too much scruples before. I just hope that this young master of Dongyao resort only goes to the four levels of zhoutianjing as the young master of Dongyao resort. Now he can't stay idle. He often goes to seven star city to have fun. Don't they have a wedding ceremony in Dongyao resort? I want them to have a funeral! ”
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In the morning of the next day, Wei Suo, dressed as a middle-aged man of letters in blue, flew out of the valley of xiaoyeshan with the willow leaf like magic weapon of moustache Taoist.
When he fled to the sky two or three hundred miles away from Qingfeng mausoleum, Wei Suo collected the magic weapon carefully, and then did not sacrifice the white jade crane, but directly used the huoyun Dun method.
In the sky, a terrible fire cloud galloped toward the Qingfeng mausoleum all the way. Until he reached the sky outside the Qingfeng mausoleum, Wei Suo stopped using the fire cloud escape method, and then swallowed several breathing pills. Relying on a pair of ordinary wind and cloud shoes under his feet, he slowly drifted into the mountainside with the array outside the Qingfeng mausoleum.
After the figure disappeared in the mountain, less than half a cup of tea, with the flash of the teleportation array's aura, Wei Suo had already stepped out of the Seven Star City's transmission array.
The body of Weisuo who came out of the teleportation array shook slightly. It was obvious that the transmission array outside the Qingfeng mausoleum was transferred back to Lingyue City, then from Lingyue city to Luoyue City, and then to seven star city. Two long-distance transmission arrays and one short-distance transmission array came down in succession, which had exceeded the limit that Weisuo could bear Obvious discomfort.But Weisuo just stopped outside the array for a while, then walked into the Seven Star City, pretending to enter the Seven Star City for the first time. While wandering, he kept looking around.
After about half an hour's transformation in the Seven Star City, a 20-year-old monk of Shenhai state, dressed in coarse cloth and blue and looking very smart, approached Weisuo very respectfully.
Weisuo and the low-level friar who looked very clever talked for a few words, then Weisuo took out a lower spirit stone and handed it to the low-level friar.
And this low-level friar soon happily led the way in front of him, always bringing Weisuo into an inn with a quiet room for cultivation.
After Weisuo stayed in the inn, the lower monk went out of the inn more happily.