Since Daoist Li returned to Luodu, life has been very peaceful, in addition to normal cultivation, is to grind tofu with two sisters, or tease their own cheap apprentices, occasionally go out to pick up a job, life is quite chic. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If he can continue to be so heartless and without lungs, the peak of the Taoist priest's life will probably be reached, but he was forced by Meng Po to make a true oath of his life, not to help her take revenge, and to cultivate to the slightest inch, this is more painful, although he secretly changed the spectrum of life and death, but he can't cultivate immortals, and sooner or later he will turn into a handful of loess.

Therefore, he is not all idle, almost all the relationships he knows, to investigate the clues of the Demon Dao, the six doors, Sima below, Lao Mao above, and some other acquaintances, but so far, there is almost no news.

However, in addition to this major event, there is also Zhu Leopard's gambling tendons, which also annoys him, and he has also carried a gun together, so he can't watch the other party go on like this.

But if it is said that ordinary gamblers are not dead in the heart of the Yellow River, this is to jump into the Yellow River to continue the waves, and Daoist Li is not a bald party, he is full of words, and he can fully understand what he said, so there is only one way - to find the gambling god and the dragon.

However, although he has dealt with others, he does not have any contact information, and he can't find anyone at the critical moment.

Fortunately, he thought about it for several days, and finally came up with an idea for him-

Heaven says good things, return to the palace to descend auspicious; go on the 23rd, and come on Chinese New Year's Eve.

The twenty-third day of the lunar month, also known as the small year, the Stove King Festival, is also the day when the folk gods such as the Lord of the Stove, the Tai Sui God, and the Nian Grandmother report their work to the heavenly court.

On this day, not to mention the excitement of the world, the qi of the two worlds of heaven and man is disordered, under the observation of the eye of the sky, from time to time there is a divine light disappearing in the air.

And the Taoist priest waited for two months, just waiting for this day!

"Dao Ye is really interesting this time, Chinese New Year's Eve! Let the two sisters in the family accompany you to blow the cold wind on the mountain, what kind of spirit is this, this is the hard and simple spirit advocated by my Dao family! For the sake of the big master, you can't fight for some anger and quit this gamble?"

The Taoist priest stood on the top of Yunxia Mountain, the cold wind was blowing, blowing from head to toe, he couldn't help but turn his head and complain; who knew that this red leopard brother ignored him, lying on the ground unkempt, even if his hands and feet were inconvenient, he still shook the dice obsessively, and smirked a few times from time to time.

The Taoist priest's face was bruised, if it weren't for the sake of the disabled, he immediately wanted to let the other party know how the flowers were red and how the chrysanthemums were injured!

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, "Your chance has come!"

Just as the folk gods ascended to heaven together, a delicate vacuum appeared between heaven and humanity, and this was the best opportunity for Taoist priests to find.

Gambling on the transfer of life, life transfer, running potential, fortune is born, the Taoist priest stood up violently, and the rolling evil air steamed up to hundreds of zhang, at this juncture, it actually stirred up the fluctuations of heaven and man, like ripples in the lake, although it is only a slight to a little fluctuation, but it can still spread far, far away......

"Brother Milong, you should be able to feel this change, huh?"

The Taoist priest used the fortune reversal technique passed down by the gambling god and the dragon to contact each other across the two worlds of heaven and man, but he didn't think that in this state, his mind was extremely sensitive, and he actually noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly ran the "Liujia Zhiwen" to investigate.

Thunder fell from the sky, and there was no danger in guarding the way. There is heaven in the mountains, and big animals can melt.

This is a bad hexagram!?

"It's strange, the Taoist master has been guarding himself these days, and he hasn't done anything, why is there an inexplicable bad omen," the Taoist priest frowned and thought, and suddenly thought that more than a dozen heads had been cut off in the sky, could it be that this matter involved him?

He thought about it for a while, but still didn't find any clues, but there was another ripple coming from the sky, no light, no image, no form, no name, no color, no sound, but the Taoist priest nodded lightly, and spit out three words in his mouth: "Living Zhang!"

And on the border of Jiangxi, the bald Daoist is fighting against a strong enemy, and the essence of the sky and the bottom is like a white shadow for a long time, spinning around, even if the five thunder righteous methods hit it, at most they will be shocked to the slightest wisp, but they can never be completely destroyed.

"This is the shadow of the Asura, it seems to be real and virtual, the true form is actually in the Six Desires Heaven, it is extremely difficult, unless you use Dafa to crack the void, you can only beat them back, otherwise you can only be entangled until the mana is exhausted, and the spirit is dead," the bald Taoist sighed helplessly: "Why is the old monster of the white god also born?"

The white god is three hundred years ago, an extremely brilliant figure in the side door, merit and creation, has been cultivated until the final stage of beheading three corpses, but unfortunately the last thunder tribulation has not passed, he was seriously injured, he is also ruthless, directly dispersed the unformed primordial god, practiced this asura magic, for the world.

However, this fang was finally captured by Yang Xianjun, and he practiced it for 7749 days with heavenly fire, and was killed on the surface, but secretly he used Asura magic and faked his death and escaped.

It wasn't until he heard that Yang Xianjun was seriously injured by the black dragon gods and demons, and the Yuan Spirit turned back to the upper realm, that he dared to be reborn, and at this moment he was trapping the entire mountain with the Shura secret method, intending to refine this person and a donkey.

"Why bother, Bai Shenzi, it was Sa Tianshi who subdued you, and it was the Shangqing faction that dealt with you, why bother to come to me for the origin of the Maoshan faction," Mao Sixi said helplessly, the heavenly spirit was covered with golden light, holding a bowl, and pointing to the water in the bowl, every time he flicked, a water charm popped up.

This action seems simple, but it is a water talisman finger that can only be practiced by the talisman to a very high and profound realm, and with this fingering, there is no need to step on the gang step and condense the water into a talisman.

"You righteous path thieves are not all good things, the Shangqing faction is a dog, and your Maoshan faction is even worse than a pig and a dog! When the old man refines you, you will definitely be beaten into the Shura Dao, and you will be tortured forever!!" There was an extremely violent loud noise in the air, and the spirits gathered, turning into the phantom of a dove-faced old man.

"In this case, in order to maintain the dignity of my sect, I Mao Sixi have to fight with you!" the bald Taoist priest shouted, and the bowl exploded violently, and the water droplets scattered more and more, and finally turned into a giant talisman that enveloped the entire mountain.

Just when the white god and old demon were waiting for him, the water talisman melted violently, and even the people and donkeys lost their traces.

There are only two willow dolls left on the ground—

What the old demon of the white god didn't expect was that the Taoist priest of the Maoshan faction, who had always taken it as his mission to subdue demons and defend the way, would actually run away, and suddenly couldn't help but roar, like a wolf howling and a ghost howling, instantly washing the rolling white clouds into a mist and spreading for dozens of miles.

And a hundred miles away, a man and a donkey came out of the mud again, and the bald Taoist muttered to himself: "It's really a trouble, as soon as the Guangcheng treasure was born, even this old demon was brought over, and there will be other left demon demons involved, I'm afraid that the juniors in the faction will be taught by the old thing to have their heads broken, and I will be annoyed by the Dao master." ”

In the dim gap between yin and yang, the broken shop is still the broken shop, the people are still the same person, and the ghosts are still those ghosts.

"Brother Zhang, look at it, is there any cure for this disease?"

"Three gambling tendons are nothing more than a matter of a few knives," this man who is always sticky and matched, only glanced at Zhu Leopard, and then concluded.

"It's just that I'm a living person, Zhang pays attention to fairness and justice in trading, and helps you heal, what are you going to pay?"

Daoist Li swallowed and spit, and looked up and down, left and right, a piece of black and not midwinter, a standard black shop!

"That, considering that we had a good time doing business last time, brother, are you considering a discount?"

The living man Zhang shook his head, nodded again, and said: "This price was originally impossible to drop, but you have recently done something that makes me very happy, so I can lower my requirements, it just so happens that ten human face beasts are needed recently, you help me find them, and I will help you heal." ”

"Human-faced beast, what kind of demon and monster is that?" The Taoist priest was first overjoyed, and then stunned, why hadn't he heard of this thing.

"Hey, hey, hey, like a human and not a human, like a beast and not a beast, but a monster in the world," the living Zhang Wei laughed a few times, and said.

The Taoist priest pondered for a few moments, and wanted to ask a few more questions, but the person in front of him had closed his mouth and eyes, living like a dead zombie, and it made people uncomfortable to look at.

Walking to the door, Daoist Li suddenly turned around and said, "Are you the person above?"

The living man's face remained unchanged and he did not answer. (To be continued.) )