Ghosts coming to Chang'an, this kind of thing obviously can't bring any benefits.
Zhang Xuezhou preferred to hide in the room, but Rong Tianding seemed to be suffering from the aura attack that was difficult to resist, and his body was ready to respond to this call.
"If you mess around with your skills, people will die!"
"But I couldn't control myself. It was like a calling, just like my mother asked me to sell pork. I couldn't resist!"
Zhang Xuezhou's advice was very practical, but it was still difficult for Rong Tianding to control himself. He even felt that his body was gradually becoming stiff, and he wanted to break out of the window and follow the echoed direction.
"You are under a curse. How could you be under a curse... Is there something wrong with the cultivation techniques of the Shi Jiao School?"
Rong Tianding has been following Dong Zhongshu, and then joined Zhang Xuezhou, rarely having contact with other great practitioners.
And the big cultivators will not make it difficult for a little cultivator like Tian Ding.
If he wanted to find a reason, Zhang Xuezhou could only think of the cultivation techniques learned by Rong Tianding.
"But the Corpse School has been destroyed!"
Looking at Rong Tianding's hardened body, his blue face, and his sharp nails growing out, Zhang Xuezhou felt that there were not many cultivation techniques in the various universities that were worry-free.
He came into contact with the Yin Yang family, Dong Zhongshu's Confucianism, Rong Tianding's Shijiao school, and the farmers of Xu Ji and others, as well as Su Fang who was killed by Dong Zhongshu's wind technique, and also involved the Venerable Wind Master Huang Sha and others. people.
Many monks either have serious flaws in their techniques or have problems with their realm techniques.
The Shijiao School obviously has backdoor control.
"Cousin, is your mouth still normal?" Zhang Xuezhou asked.
"Only my mouth is normal all over my body," Rong Tianding said in frustration, "What should I do? I really want to jump off the building and get out!"
Rong Tianding's legs bounced a little, and his stiff arms had already pushed the doors and windows open.
If it weren't for the insufficient jumping height, he would have jumped out of the window at this time.
"What else do you feel?"
Zhang Xuezhou took a piece of Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng's lion hair and tied the opponent's hands tightly.
When preparing to tie Rong Tianding into rice dumplings, he couldn't help but ask.
"I feel like I just want to go out. If I don't go out, I feel like I'm going crazy!"
"so serious?"
"My mother called me downstairs to kill the pig with a butcher's knife. Do you think I should go or not?"
"Then you must go, otherwise you will be crippled by aunt!"
"This is the feeling. If I don't go, I feel like I will become disabled or die!"
Unable to pull open the window with both hands, Rong Tianding resorted to sweeping it with his hands and hitting his head against the window.
While Zhang Xuezhou was still squatting and binding his legs, he saw Rong Tianding's legs lifted up and he fell from the window.
A dull voice came, and Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but quickly jump out of the window.
Before he could check Rong Tianding's injuries, Rong Tianding had already stood up and used his legs to jump more than three meters away.
"cousin?"
Zhang Xuezhou exclaimed, and saw that Rong Tianding was already jumping and running away, faster than ordinary people running hard, so he had no choice but to hold the lion's fur that was being pulled and run wildly.
"Why is the emperor's feet in Chang'an City so chaotic!"
In the end, only the patter of footsteps was left on the dark street.
From the third to the fourth watch, few people are awake late at night, and there is a lack of light, so few people go out.
Even if they hear any strange noises, the public's reaction is not to go out and check the situation, but to close the doors and windows tightly and wait for everything to pass.
As Zhang Xuezhou thought, Chang'an City was at the feet of the Emperor, and all safety was maintained by the Emperor.
Only when the imperial court issues an order or encounters a major natural disaster, ordinary people will leave their houses late at night.
Zhang Xuezhou followed Rong Tianding all the way, not meeting a single pedestrian on the road, nor any guards or sergeants.
It wasn't until there was light shining in the distance that he heard a noise.
"Cousin, we've reached Guan Street, you have to stop," Zhang Xuezhou shouted.
"I can't stop at all, I want to go there now!"
Rong Tianding shouted, and when he felt a bit tongue-tied in his words, he realized that his teeth had protruded, revealing two sharp tusks.
"Cousin, I seem to have turned into a zombie, my teeth have grown longer, and I seem to be growing hair!"
"You have become stronger and you are not tired after running for so long!"
Zhang Xuezhou pulled on the lion's hair, but he couldn't hold Rong Tianding back.
Official Street is the area where officials in Chang'an City gather to live. These areas are not only guarded by servants, but also patrolled by guards.
This is a place where Zhang Xuezhou and others are not suitable for coming late at night, as they can easily be arrested.
Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel anxious.
When he saw a lantern hanging at the door of a wealthy family, and the light from the lantern shone, Zhang Xuezhou also saw clearly the simple stable where the other party's horse was tied.
This made Zhang Xuezhou rush to the side, and then hung the relaxed lion's hair on the wooden stake in the stable where the horse was tied.
The lion's fur quickly felt tight, and there was a shaking of hard pulling.
Zhang Xuezhou would like to thank Jiuling Yuan Sheng for his powerful strength. Even lion hair is as difficult to tear as thin steel wire.
He wrapped the lion's fur around a wooden stake and finally caught Rong Tianding, who had been running for nearly an hour.
"You...why don't you know you're tired!"
Zhang Xuezhou panted heavily and quickly cast his fossil technique.
After holding a stone in his hand, he quickly knocked twice on Rong Tianding's legs. The sound of fractures was heard, and Zhang Xuezhou finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He was soft-hearted at first and thought about tying up Rong to have a baby, but in the end he almost died.
If Tian Ding ran any further, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his life would be in danger.
"Cousin, you seem to have broken my leg," Rong Tianding muttered, "I only healed my leg two days ago!"
"Wait until your body returns to normal before treatment!"
Zhang Xuezhou gasped, and when he dragged Rong Tianding to the lantern, he saw Rong Tianding's fangs growing out, and many parts of his face and body were like moldy tofu, covered with dense and dense black hair.
"Cousin, have you considered canceling the test?"
Zhang Xuezhou reached out and took off his clothes, feeling that it was difficult for him to solve Rong Tianding's symptoms.
"I just thought about it for a long time. It's not that you were cursed by someone with a magic mark, but that there is... something wrong with this cultivation method. You can't continue like this!" Zhang Xuezhou gasped.
"But I'm just starting out in the world, and I don't want to become useless at all!"
At night, Rong Tianding felt that life was not exciting enough, but when the excitement really came, he couldn't stand it.
His legs have been broken, but depending on Zhang Xuezhou's intentions, his cultivation method will also have to be scrapped.
"Cousin, kill me!"
After thinking for a few seconds, Rong Tianding finally gave up.
"I have figured it out. If you lose your cultivation, you can start over. If you lose your life, we will see you again in eighteen years!"
Compared with being made into a human being and a ghost, this is obviously a slightly better outcome with useless work.
It is not difficult to make a choice, but how to waste the effort is the problem.
After Rong Tianding handed over this matter to Zhang Xuezhou, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but feel worried.
He was almost crippled by the God of Tur and the extraterrestrial demon, but Zhang Xuezhou was not capable of crippling others. Even the attack and killing methods of his Kunpeng fighting technique could not be used in this world, and only the moon display could serve as a deterrent.
"If you can't destroy me, then neither can I... I seem to be able to destroy myself!"
Zhang Xuezhou had no idea. When Rong Tianding said that he had no idea, he suddenly remembered the technique he had learned.
This made him desperately muster up some mana in his body.
A bit of white flame emerged from his finger. Before he could guide the flame to destroy his acupoints, in just a moment of ignition, the small black hairs on Rong Tianding's body were quickly ignited, and then turned into a burning man.
Even this kind of fire was like a fuse of gunpowder being lit, and it quickly burned away into the sky.
