Chen Mu looked at the crazy Liu Hongyang with pity and looked at the ever-changing faces.
The other party has absorbed too many people's energy, blood, and essence, and merged with too many people's memories. Sometimes he is awake and sometimes confused, and living is actually a kind of pain.
"I am the envoy of Lord Dongyue, you can't kill me!" As if sensing danger, Liu Hongyang stared at Chen Mu fiercely.
"You can't live even if you kill me!"
Chen Mu sighed.
"You've been doing this for so long, where is your god?"
Liu Hongyang's expression changed drastically.
He would answer obediently and act crazy at other times, but secretly he kept praying to God for blessings.
Can……
"With God's blessing, there are no taboos?" Chen Mu said softly.
Liu Hongyang felt as if there was thunder in his ears. He was shocked and stared at Chen Mu with blood-red eyes: "How could you hear it?!"
I didn't expect it either.
Chen Mu looked at the dark rope as thick as her little finger.
It is indeed a ghost-binding rope, which not only binds Liu Hongyang's Yin soldier's body, but also binds his sinister supernatural powers.
Liu Hongyang's prayers radiated through the hidden waves were intercepted by the ghost-binding rope and sent to Chen Mu's ears.
"Senior Brother Liu, I'm very curious. What will you do to me after asking God for blessing?"
"No, no, no! Junior brother, please don't misunderstand..." Liu Hongyang shook his head and waved his hands repeatedly. In the middle of his words, his whole body suddenly turned into a ball of black smoke and continued to clash in all directions.
"Senior brother, you can't run away."
Chen Mu said slowly, the concentric rope in his hand tightened silently.
ah……
A shrill howl sounded.
The black smoke that had just flown out was suddenly pulled back by an invisible force, and gathered again to reveal Liu Hongyang's form.
Without waiting for the other party to beg for mercy, Chen Mu gently shook his right hand.
Woohoo!
Accompanied by the strange roar of the rapid pulling of the rope, Liu Hongyang was like a bomb that had been pulled on the string, exploding into black smoke all over the sky.
Dots of bright red light filled the black smoke, like embers from a fire or burning paper money.
Countless faces flashed in the black smoke.
The face belonging to Liu Hongyang was covered with large flame patterns of copper wires.
As the markings expanded and burned, he made a mad dash for the roof.
"Winter Moon Divine Lord! Winter Moon Divine Lord..."
But before he could touch the rafters.
A black rope suddenly flew over.
Snapped!
There was a loud bang, like a whip cracking, but also like a muffled thunder.
Liu Hongyang was immediately dispersed and turned into little bright red sparks, slowly floating in the air.
The next moment, the concentric rope slowly emerged from the back of his head, automatically binding his hair, like an ordinary black rope.
Chen Mu looked at the beams, a little stunned for a moment.
The road was destroyed, evil gods were worshiped, people were killed, and now the body is dead and the path has disappeared.
Things in the world are constantly changing.
…
More than a hundred meters away, Liu Hongyang's residence was more than ten meters underground.
In a three-story high-density room, Chen Mu walked around and looked at the huge underground space.
Rather than saying a secret room, it should be said to be a temple.
The surrounding walls are covered with portraits of ghosts and gods, and the six pillars are engraved with scriptures praising the power of the gods.
The most eye-catching thing is a jade statue of a god deep in the hall.
Chen Mu originally thought that Dongyue Shenjun would be a strange-looking evil god.
But the jade statue in front of him is a female god statue with a gentle temperament, wearing a double-breasted skirt, with a Lingxu bun, and a floating jade belt around her body.
"Is this... really an evil god?"
Chen Mu couldn't help but look at it carefully.
The more I look at it, the more I feel that this statue of the god has a gentle temperament and an ethereal fairy spirit, which makes people feel happy just looking at it.
"Master Shen, sit down. How did Liu Hongyang manage to make himself neither a human nor a ghost?"
"The Lord of Gods is so gentle and beautiful, how can he be an evil god!" He couldn't help but walk to the statue of the Lord of Gods.
"Liu Hongyang is right about one thing. When you encounter such a true god who can reveal magical powers, you must worship him with sincerity!"
With this thought in mind, he walked to the long table and lowered his head to touch the futon.
But as soon as he lowered his head, a withered figure kneeling on the ground came into view.
Who?
Just kowtow a hundred and eighty times, but occupying the futon is too annoying!
Chen Mu kicked the man over, and as he rolled, a skinny and shriveled face was revealed.
Looks a bit familiar, oh, it's Liu Hongyang.
Liu Hongyang!
"Fuck me!"
Chen Mu came to his senses with a start, and his hair stood on end with fear.
Before coming here, he believed that Lord Winter Moon was an evil god, but now that he saw the jade statue, he actually wanted to take the initiative to worship him? !
"It's so evil!"
Chen Mu lowered his head and quickly searched for the ring charm on Liu Hongyang's body. Black smoke billowed and engulfed the opponent's mummy.
He didn't dare to look at the statue anymore and jumped into the secret passage above.
Without looking back, he pointed fiercely at the underground temple.
“Finger the ground becomes steel!
boom!
The solid wall suddenly softened into soft mud, and a mudslide broke through the wall, covering and submerging the entire temple in an instant.
Chen Mu was covered in spiritual light and fled along the secret passage as if being chased by an evil ghost.
…
Half a month later, in the afternoon, lead clouds hung low, and a heavy snowfall was about to fall.
Halfway up the mountainside of Yingchou Cliff, there is a wooden building next to a small waterfall.
The damaged walls have been restored to their original appearance, and the floor heating in the room is burning hot.
Chen Mu sat in a rocking chair next to the stove, holding a cup of Hui Yuan Tang in his left hand and an old dog-eared book in his right hand, looking at it carefully.
"It took three months to finally condense the talisman."
"I really envy Junior Brother Zhang that Bai Yu can go to the Confucian School to attend classes. Let's save money first..."
"Damn it, damn it! That damn Doctor of Scripture, I've clearly handed over the Dao Gong White Jade, why do I still want to ask for it so greedily?!"
"Finally, I've got the white jade together. Now I should be able to figure out the key to turning the ground into steel."
"Damn Doctor of Preaching!"
"No, no, I made a mistake, I practiced it completely wrong, ah ah ah..."
"Haha, after practicing hard for half a year, I finally broke through the level..."
"No, what's going on?"
"I'll kill myself if I don't attend the Bible teaching class..."
"Finally, my fingers and the ground have become steel. I can take on jobs and make money. I have a promising future, haha..."
"damn it……"
"If the jade seed ruptures, I'm finished. All the bullshit is finished! Hahaha..."
"God Lord, God Lord, God Lord bless me!"
After a long while, Chen Mu put down the scroll, took a sip of coffee-flavored soup, and sighed silently.
The scroll is Liu Hongyang's practice notes.
Some describe the key points of practice, while others record mistakes in practice and their correction experiences.
After reading the whole article, the honest figure in Chen Mu's eyes became clearer and clearer.
He seemed to see the other party hiding in a deserted place, practicing the secret technique over and over again, until he ran out of mana, and became bored and wanted to vomit.
Suffering injustice, but unable to resist, can only endure silently and walk alone.
Although he stumbled, he always pursued the path unswervingly.
Until he was tortured by Sun Jian using mysterious methods, until the jade seed was torn apart and his path was ruined.
"Pity……"
Chen Mu couldn't help but feel sad.
If there is no Sun Jian.
With the steadfast efforts of Senior Brother Liu, although the progress is slow, step by step, there is hope for the condensation, and even as Senior Brother Liu himself said, the future is promising.
"What a pity."
Listen carefully to the Dharma with your ears hanging, listening to the movement more than a hundred meters away.
Half a month has passed, and Senior Brother Liu's death has not caused the slightest movement.
It's like it never existed, no one cares, no one asks.
In this bullshit world, good people are not rewarded!
Chen Mu sighed.
He brought up the gray wall and looked at one of the entries.
Refers to the ground becoming steel: 69/10000/second level;
Inheriting Liu Hongyang's legacy, I studied his practice notes for half a month.
It was originally just a casual practice, and the fingers used to dig out secret rooms became steel, and it was easy to break through the second level.
Chen Mu couldn't help but stand up and looked at the lonely wooden building through the window, the expression on his face became more and more complicated.
(End of chapter)
