Xiao Bu's scalp is wooden, an old man with no life qi, what is the intention of such an obstruction? This makes his cold hair stand upside down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The gray hair was full of black bloodstains, it had dried up for many years, it was an extremely sharp ancient sword, but now the hilt of the sword has long been rusted, it is hard to imagine how long it has passed.

"Uncle, what are you stopping me from doing, if you have something, you can say it. Xiao Bu nodded.

The hairball hid directly behind him, a pair of big eyes turned bonely, nervously pulling his hair, for fear that the old man would riot.

Silently, the old man stood there without any expression, his face was like a wooden plastic, and his eyes were hollow, just blocking his way.

Seeing this, Xiao Budian avoided him and walked to the side, trying to bypass him.

With a swipe, the old man recreated in the void and appeared directly there, blocking his way again.

"Uncle, are you unreasonable, just say anything, don't scare me. Xiao Budian made a bitter face and was secretly on guard.

This is also too weird, how can there be such an old man with no life fluctuations, what is the origin? Why do you always stop him, what the hell is it!

You know, this is a place where the gods dwell, how can there be such an old man who is not a ghost or a ghost, and is dressed in ancient clothes?

Suddenly, Xiao Budian turned around, quickly returned to the courtyard, and rushed to the backyard with a whoosh.

The sacrificial spirit is here, can this gray-haired old man still be able to defy the sky, if even the gourd vine that guards the ancient pure land can't subdue him, then there is really no way.

From beginning to end, Xiao Budian didn't make a move, because he felt very weird, this human-like existence could be extremely dangerous, so it was better not to take the initiative to provoke it.

In the backyard, the gourd vine is still withered and yellow, receiving the baptism of starlight and moonlight. The place is hazy and soft.

"Uncle Sacrifice, there's another old man here, you talk to him, otherwise he will have to block me and not let me leave. "Little Bit came to the gourd vine.

He hoped that the spirit would respond, and in any case, this was also in the Pure Land, and it should be able to take care of it. However, he was disappointed, the withered vines did not move, and the yellow leaves were dull. Not at all.

The gray-haired old man also came near, and stood opposite him, still confronting him like that, blocking his way, and staring at him with empty eyes.

Xiao Bu was in a hurry, rushed to the pile of rocks, and wanted to move the green gourd on the vine trellis to wake up the sacrificial spirit.

As soon as it approached, the green-skinned gourd emitted chaotic qi. The sound of the Dao was deafening, manifesting a rune, and the terrifying aura was vast and terrifying. An inexplicable ripple forced Xiao Budian to retreat.

Inextricably linked, the runes are intertwined, and the chaotic qi is gradually thickening, enveloping the green skin gourd. It's like coming to the beginning of the world, where the fog is hazy and the lightning is intertwined!

Meanwhile. The gray-haired old man's body shook, and a voice came out of his mouth: "Give me back the sword......

In the middle of the night, the little little one swished on his back, what kind of sword? There is indeed one here, but it is inserted in the old man's own head, how can it be returned?!

"Uncle, the sword is on your head. ”

The old man didn't seem to have heard of it, and still pronounced to Xiao Budian: "Return my sword." ”

Xiao Budian was surprised and suspicious, do you want him to help draw the sword? He asked, "How can you pay it back, or you lower your head, and I will pull it out for you." ”

"Qiang"

The ancient sword actually let out a trembling sound, and a black blood stain overflowed there, and the old man was shocked again, and muttered, "Return my sword." ”

He blocked Xiao Budian's way and repeated that sentence, which made Shi Hao at a loss, and in the end, Xiao Budian was really forced to be anxious, and said, "Okay, I'll help you find it in the future and return your sword." ”

As soon as these words came out, the heavens and the earth were discolored, the wind was loud, the lightning flashed and thundered, and the old man disappeared directly and was never seen again.

The cold air on the back of Xiao Bu is so amazing, there is such a movement in the habitat of the sacrifice spirit, and the gourd vine has no reaction, can it be said that the two know each other?

"What is his origin, how can he be so weird?!" Xiao Budian was really frightened, and ran away without looking back, fleeing from the abode of the priest.

Furball nervously grabbed him by the collar and hung on him like a koala, the wind whistling, and his body floated up, following him as fast as he could.

The Mending Heaven Pavilion is very large, vast and immense, Xiao Budian ran out for dozens of miles in one breath, and finally got out of the habitat of the sacrificial spirit, turned back, the bright moon was bright, the stars were dotted, the land was silent, and the old man finally did not reappear.

"Go!" he ran again.

On the way, the Lingshan Mountains are majestic, one after another, and under the silver moonlight, it seems to be shrouded in a thin layer of smoke, which is faint and hazy. The temples are located on the top, and there are spiritual waterfalls flying down on the mountain, white as a match, the mist rises, it looks ethereal under the moonlight like water, as if it has come to the fairy town.

After crossing a hundred miles, Xiao Budian returned to his residence, and the night was very late, and the other disciples had already slept, so he slipped into his grass hut with a snort, and fell asleep.

After all the tossing just now, he didn't want to reminisce about anything, and looked forward to forgetting it as soon as possible and falling asleep as soon as possible.

The same goes for the furball, who glances out of the window for a few moments, nervous for a while, then blindfolds himself, hides behind the little one, and begins to fall asleep.

For several days, everything was normal, and Xiao Bu was relieved, and finally there was no problem, but he didn't go to the sacrifice spirit again, for fear of seeing a ghost again.

For several days in a row, he was honest and did his duty, especially when he went out at night, he only sat on the roof and swallowed the heavenly essence, refined the starlight, and went to sleep when he was sleepy.

On the sixth night, Xiao Budian suddenly stood up, sat up, and shouted in an instant: "Ghost!"

The gray-haired old man didn't know when he had already come, standing in front of his bed, staring at him with empty eyes, black blood on his head, and the murderous aura of the ancient sword.

In the dead of night, such a cry spread far and wide, and the nearby disciples were all alarmed, and a group of people woke up and quickly sat up.

The furball who was sleeping soundly was naturally frightened by this voice and jumped to his feet, his fur exploded, and he jumped up from the pillow he had not clicked since he was a child in a daze.

"Bang"

It struck the old man on the head at once, and grabbed the gray hair, and met the empty eyes, and at once it screamed, and immediately became furious, and crawled on top of his head, and then fell on his shoulder. Finally, he rolled his eyes vigorously and almost fainted.

Xiao Budian was full of cold air, and he jumped up all of a sudden, grabbed the tail of the hairball, carried it over, and then smashed the window and rushed out.

There was a lot of movement here, which alarmed many people, and many houses were lit up.

"What's wrong, who's screaming and what's going on?"

"Who the hell. Why do you make a fuss in the middle of the night and affect the rest of others?!"

A lot of people rushed out, looking for the source of the sound.

"Here, everybody, come here, and I'll introduce you to a new friend. Xiao Bu yelled, forced himself to be calm, and wanted to give everyone a "surprise".

The gray-haired old man, like a ghost, silent, had come to his nearest. Just looked at him stunned.

If it's really a ghost, three thousand teenagers get together, and the yang qi is soaring, can't it scare you away? Of course, there are also difficulties and strange "uncles" who come together to "recognize each other".

"Hey, what are you yelling about?" a group of teenagers rushed in, looking at him strangely. Turning a blind eye to the gray-haired old man.

Xiao Bu was dumbfounded and said, "You are all so bold, you are not afraid at all?"

"Inexplicable. I don't understand what you're talking about" these teenagers are dissatisfied.

Especially the beautiful girl in the crowd who had been pulled by Xiao Budian's skirt was even more glaring, crossed her waist, and said, "You are funny again, tossing everyone, right?"

Xiao Bu was a little confused, couldn't this group of people see the gray-haired old man? This is also too terrifying, he has a layer of cold bumps all over his body, and said: "Can't you see him, right in front of me, an old man, with hollow eyes, a sword stuck in his head, and black blood ......"

"Lack of virtue, scare us in the middle of the night!" the beautiful girl glared at him, and the others were dissatisfied.

"I didn't, oh, ghost!" the little man screamed, and the old man got closer and closer, almost sticking to him.

He was full of anger, and shouting so loudly naturally alarmed everyone, and in a moment, hundreds of people arrived here, looking at him inexplicably.

"There really is an old man, the black blood is all on his face, why can't you see it?!"

In the end, hundreds of people gathered here, pointing fingers and resenting him for disturbing their sleep.

"Dang!"

Xiao Bu was in a hurry, jumped up, and flicked his fingers lightly on the iron sword, making a sonorous tremble, and the courtyard that was still noisy was quiet in an instant.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't help but be terrified.

But some people soon woke up, and some shouted, "Who are you fooling, you think you can scare us all by making a trick?"

With a whoosh, Xiao Budian rushed over, and the gray-haired old man naturally followed and blocked in front of him.

"If you don't believe me, come and touch it. Little Buddy shouted.

"I don't believe in evil the most!" the girl who had been glaring walked forward, and several other teenagers stretched out their hands at the same time.

In an instant, they felt that they had touched an ice sculpture, which was so cold and terrifying that they quickly withdrew their hands and shouted, "Ghost!"

Obviously they couldn't see anything, but they could touch it, which frightened a group of teenagers, and several of them even tripped each other in the process of regression.

"Ah......" The beautiful little girl screamed even more, ran wildly, stepped on several teenagers who had fallen to the ground, and ran away without a trace.

Xiao Budian squeezed into the crowd, and suddenly made a group of children cry wolf, and many people touched it in person, very frightened, and all ran wildly.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people were gone, and the place was empty, and the little ones were in a daze, which was too fast.

There was a great chaos near this mountain rock, all the houses were lit up, and more than 3,000 new disciples were alarmed.

In an instant, there was silence around Xiao Budian, and the people who lived next to him fled wildly, and all of them were gone.

"Hurry up and report to the elders!"

The two elders, Xiong Fei and Zhuo Yun, have been exhausted recently, and so many things have happened, which has made the two of them anxious and unable to sleep peacefully.

After a few days of calm, they thought it should be fine, but in the middle of the night, a group of children screamed and shouted under their spiritual mountain.

"What's wrong again?!" the two of them felt powerless.

"The elder is haunted, and an old man with his head pierced by an ancient sword, bleeding black blood, and his hair scattered......" shouted the teenagers.

"What?!" Xiong Fei and Zhuo Yun immediately changed color, rushed down the Lingshan, grabbed a child's hand, was extremely stern, and asked loudly.

The teenagers quickly recounted what had happened.

Xiong Fei and Zhuo Yun's faces were pale, their lips trembled, and they almost ran away.

"What's the matter, Elder, go and take a look. ”

"From ancient times to the present, it has appeared once every few hundred years, but if it comes out, many people will inevitably die!" Elder Zhuo Yun said in a trembling voice.

When a group of children heard this, they were greatly frightened, and they kicked backwards one by one, each extremely nervous, with chills all over their bodies, and their scalps were a little wooden.

Moreover, what people didn't expect was that Xiong Fei and Elder Zhuo Yun ignored them, but ran away with a whizz, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Is there such an irresponsible elder who fled for his life first!

"You wait, let's go and ask the old-timers!" Fortunately, the voices of the two came from the wind.

Stone Mountain here is a frying pot, the supernatural that has existed since ancient times, there is no solution since ancient times? What is going on, it was actually touched by them!

Everyone was scared and afraid, but more sympathetic to the hapless child, who was clearly eyed by the being.

Many people relied on their courage to walk forward for some distance and look at the courtyard, but they couldn't help but be dumbfounded, what is this guy doing? What a bold man!

After Xiao Budian was awakened, he slowly came back to his senses, no longer afraid, and at this time he actually jumped on the gray-haired old man and rode on his neck.

He grabbed a piece of bluestone in his hand, and kept slapping it hard, not knowing whether he wanted to chisel the head open, or to break the ancient sword, and shouted in his mouth: "Return your sword, I'll chisel it out for you, don't follow me, it's really annoying!"

At the same time, the sound of breaking the sky came, and an old man appeared in the distance, holding a yellow gourd in his hand, filled with chaotic qi.

In addition, the long whistle in the distance came and went, and the strong people who cultivated on the magnificent treasure mountains were all alarmed, and the upper echelons of the Mending Heaven Pavilion were shaken, and they went out of the customs together and rushed here.

The ticket was pulled closer, and I saw the old book friends appear, and the new book friends joined, and at the same time, there were many book friends who ordered the old books before the monthly pass, thank you for not knowing what to say, I will definitely fight to the end this month!

. (To be continued.) )