Chapter 653: Prophet Temple and Zhu Bajie

Style: Fantasy Author: Rebirth at the Beginning of SummerWords: 2669Update Time: 24/01/11 20:35:12
There was a man sitting in the room, nine feet tall, with a plump body, pig ears, a pig nose, and heart-protecting hair all over his chest. He had protruding yellow teeth that hadn't been brushed for an unknown period of time. There was a nine-tooth rake beside him.

The key point is that although this person's momentum is not obvious, it seems to be more powerful than the witch, as if he can make the world collapse with a wave of his hand.

Hunyuanxu or a realm above Hunyuanxu!

Like... Zhu Bajie!

How does it feel to have a wild "Zhu Bajie" sitting not far from you?

The key point is that the "Zhu Bajie" is staring at a pair of big scarlet eyes, full of extreme murderous intent, and a sinister sneer appears on the pig's face.

This is scary!

After experiencing many years of ups and downs, Xin Zhuo has fully understood what it means to be slapped to death by a high-level person!

So, he turned around and left without hesitation.

However, just as he was about to get away from the floating island, his body was suddenly locked. The sky above his head was full of rakes, and the shadow of death instantly enveloped his whole body.

The pig-headed man stood high in the air, dancing with a rake in his hand, creating a foul illusion. Even if he destroyed the capital of Zhou Dynasty with a rake, no one would be suspicious!

Xin Zhuo subconsciously tried to use his escape technique, but found that it failed!

"Locked with a spirit, three thousand miles away, ever-changing, killing hundreds of millions of people!"——

The ability of Hunyuanxu Dzogchen and even higher realms!

Seeing that the rake shadow was about to be photographed, he shouted almost subconsciously: "Second senior brother, wait a minute, it's me!"

The pig-headed man was stunned. He paused with the rake in his hand and looked uncertain. Then he exhaled and asked in an old and weak voice: "What second senior brother? Who is your second senior brother?"

Xin Zhuo ignored him and ducked to the pig pen. He drew out the Tianwu sword and pointed it at a group of pigs: "I have no intention of breaking into the residence of seniors. How about leaving now?"

The pigs around him were all clean and beautiful, and they were also wearing strange little clothes. This guy also had the head of a pig. Xin Zhuo thought that he could try to intimidate him.

The man looked at Xin Zhuo's sword with his round eyes, and then looked at the pig. He was furious at first, and then frightened. He suddenly fell to the ground, threw away the rake, and knelt down in despair: "Go away! Don't hurt my child!"

This works too...

Xin Zhuo tried to use his mental technique, but the "lock" had disappeared. His figure immediately flickered and turned into dozens of horse shadows, running into the distance.

It wasn't until he was three or five miles away from the floating island that he looked back and couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

This ghost place is very weird. The environment changes every three months, and the true energy and spiritual energy are full and depleted at the same time, but there is such a master.

Are these people the masters who will appear one after another in the future after the laws of heaven and heaven are completely dissipated, or are they the aboriginal people living here?

Is it just this pig-headed man, or are there more masters?

If masters from the Five Declines of Heaven, Man, Yuanji and even the Holy Realm existed, then this place would be a dangerous place!

He looked at the densely packed floating islands around him, couldn't help but be extremely cautious, and made a gesture to leave.

"That idiot was just scared!"

At this moment, a mellow baritone voice suddenly sounded in my ears, with sincerity and sincerity.

Xin Zhuo's heart skipped a beat. He turned around and saw an empty space around him. Suddenly, a strong man with a big belly and a square face appeared with his hair combed meticulously and a small temple carving tied to his head.

This square face is well-proportioned and stylish, without even a slight curvature. It is the kind of face shape that, if you look at it for a long time, you will realize that you are completely handsome.

The key point is that his face is full of sincerity, and his aura is so secretive that he can't see clearly and has no idea what state he is in.

Seeing Xin Zhuo's silence, the square-faced man said again: "You can't use force easily here, you can only use fake tricks. Although the emperor's charm has gone away for thousands of years, you can't blaspheme it. At most, you can kill people with brute force!"

Xin Zhuo was still silent.

The square-faced man approached and winked: "Stop pretending, I know it's you!"

Xin Zhuo asked in surprise: "Do you know me?"

The man said solemnly: "That year...I can't remember how many tens of thousands of years ago it was. In the later years of Emperor Zhutian, when Emperor Yaochi was still in Huangji Hedao, you and I went to Jiushanhaisi Qingxian together. In the King's Hall, peek at the fairy taking a bath..."

As he said that, he looked at Xin Zhuo's eyes like he was looking at an idiot. He paused, thought for a moment, stepped back suddenly, and said angrily: "What kind of look do you have? Isn't it you? You...couldn't you be...Qinghuang" Reincarnation? You bastard, I definitely did not steal your Nine Mysteries Coffin!"

"Okay!" Xin Zhuo nodded perfunctorily and asked, "Excuse me, where can I get out?"

"Uh... go out?"

The square-faced man breathed a sigh of relief and pinched his chin, "There are still ten years to wait for the tide of Ji Dao! But why are you going out? This is a wonderful place. Why not stay here together for three to five hundred years? Wouldn't it be nice? You I am arbitrary for eternity!”

"Very well, farewell!"

Xin Zhuo turned around and left, heading straight for an open space. As he flew over, he thought for a moment. This voice was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

He turned his head sharply and found that the square-faced man had already caught up with him.

Subconsciously asked: "Prophet Temple?"

The man smiled awkwardly: "It's me, it's me, I'm sorry!"

He lowered his voice: "Don't go, you've confused me. We understand that people don't speak confused words. I smell your breath. Tell the truth. Are you the Dog King or the Blue King? In this overlapping world, everything Starting over again, countless old things will be born, which is very scary. We can join forces and I will lead you to rule for eternity."

"?"

Xin Zhuo thought for a while and tried to say: "Don't worry about who I am. We haven't seen each other for a long time. You have to give me a meeting gift, right?"

"have!"

The square-faced man took out a dry piece of meat from his arms and whispered: "In this damn place, you can only eat some fruits and herbs. If you come out like a bird, I'll treat you to meat!"

Xin Zhuo had reason to suspect that this piece of meat was different. Just as he was about to take it, a figure from a distance quickly came over and cursed: "You son of a bitch, Prophet Gou. He only lived for three martial arts prosperity, and his Hunyuanxu was only perfect in one day." I brag to others all night, talking about being arbitrary for eternity, what is arbitrary being for eternity? What kind of emperor, what kind of saint, if your fucking dreams and conjectures count, I have already lost all my strength, and now I dare to steal my child, I will die. Come!"

It's the pig-headed man!

When the square-faced man saw it, he couldn't help but cursed back: "Grandma Zhu Wue, you are just the weakest among heavenly beings. How can you hide your stench by pretending to be a pig's head? Are you afraid that others don't know that you come from a pig-raising family?" Also, which one is your child? Why are you pretending to be so powerful?

In the past, I was afraid of you, but things are different now. Do you know who is next to me? Either the Dog King or the Blue King, what is that..."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Xin Zhuo and found that there was nothing around him, and the flesh on his hands was gone.

He was stunned for a moment: "He is a very particular person!"



Xin Zhuo flew between the islands with a cold face, and there was indeed more than one person here.

Even if you want to practice, you have to find a remote place where no one knows about it.

It's a pity that Wangyuejing has no use here!

He glanced at the dried meat on his hand, took a bite, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

It's surprisingly delicious, and it's filled with majestic and pure energy!

One bite is enough to last a day of hard work!

After swallowing it three times, five times and two times, and using my mental skills to heal the injury, I actually recovered a little.

Subconsciously looking around, I saw that there are such pigs on many larger islands. Can I kill a few of them and eat them?

But beware of that pig-headed man. Even if he is unable to use force as the "Prophet Temple" said, the pig-headed man's physical strength is still enough to kill people.



Three days flew by in the blink of an eye.

The witch didn't come after her again, and the "Prophet Temple" and the pig-headed man didn't appear either.

Xin Zhuo had already wandered for hundreds of miles among the intricate floating islands. Along the way, he vaguely noticed that there seemed to be people on several large floating islands, so he had to stay away from them.

Rush on the road during the day and hide in the grass at night to avoid the cold.

After three days of recovery and medical skills, the injury has been basically healed, but it will take some time to return to his peak.

But these days, just as the witch and the prophet Gou said, the tide does not come, there is no possibility of leaving, and there is not even the appearance of any exit.

He had to find a way to settle down temporarily.

At this moment, we flew over to a floating island with a radius of two to three miles. After several days of observation, we found that there was no one here.

Moreover, the whole body is covered with a large number of Wu Yun stones, and there are many spiritual fruits, Polygonatum odorifera, soil fruits, and even some strange grasshopper-like insects growing on them, so there is no problem in eating them.

He decided to build a house here and live there temporarily.

(End of chapter)