Chapter 5 Water Adjustment Bow (3)

The power of the six black ropes gradually exerted, and from the body of the black-haired zombie, it extracted the corpse qi that it absorbed and refined by the moonlight and earth, and under the rise and fall, the black-haired zombie screamed, but it just couldn't break free. Jiao Fei saw that the power of the six black ropes was extraordinary, so he deducted nine Heavenly Star Sword Pills, wanting to kill this black-haired zombie in one fell swoop. Although Su Huan said that this black-haired zombie must be a magic object practiced by a corpse master, he had already made a move, so he didn't care about anything else. Jiao Fei is a pity, since this place has been taken by other monks, he naturally can't live for a long time.

"This place is close to the Huai River, and the water is abundant, so it is an excellent place to cultivate the Black Water True Method. If someone hadn't taken possession first, I would have been practicing here for three and five years, and it would be better to complete the cultivation of the first layer of the Black Water True Method. ”

The six black ropes absorbed the abundant corpse qi, and the strength became stronger and stronger, only to strangle the black-haired zombie's whole body, and it seemed that even the bones were about to be strangled. The black-haired zombie's roar became lower and lower, and in the end, only a whirring breath remained, and all its power was used to fight against the power of the six black ropes.

As soon as Jiao Fei's nine sword pills fell, he would definitely be able to cut it into sixty or seventy pieces, but at this moment, a turquoise talisman suddenly appeared in the body of the black-haired zombie, and another black coffin in the main hall suddenly broke, and a gray shadow burst out of it.

Jiao Fei was horrified when he saw it, and was about to send out the Heavenly Star Sword Pill, but he heard the gray shadow shouting loudly: "Which bastard is my Dao, to disturb Lao Tzu's cultivation corpse." I didn't expect it to be a junior of Heshan Dao, who is your master? Don't you see the mark of the old man in front of the ancient temple?"

Su Huan pulled Jiao Fei's sleeve, Jiao Fei didn't need her to remind him, and he could hear that the gray shadow was not malicious. He looked intently, and the gray figure was a tall bearded old man in a gray robe. This old Taoist priest is nine feet tall, and there is a fierce aura on his face, which looks more like a peerless fierce general on the battlefield, capturing the flag and breaking through thousands of troops, not at all like a monk.

He hurriedly collected six black ropes, and said respectfully: "Family teacher Yao Kaishan, I don't know what the seniors call it?"

Jiao Fei only knew the two people of Heshan Dao, of course he chose the one with a higher seniority, not to mention that Wang Daoyuan was originally just an iron-backed wolf monster in 100,000 mountains, and he had only been in Heshan Dao for a short time, and no one might know about it.

The gray-robed old Taoist priest wiped a copper ring on his belt, and the black-haired zombie ran back to the black coffin he had just come out of, and lay down. The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "It turned out to be the apprentice of that apprentice of Feng Jiu." Although Yao Kaishan has a good talent and has cultivated the spells of Heshan Dao six or seven times out of ten, he has a rough temperament, does not know how to restrain himself, and causes trouble everywhere, and he will not pay back the 100,000 mountains, otherwise he will be killed sooner or later. Yao Kaishan's bastard is so vulgar, but he accepted you as a Sven apprentice, which is quite a strange thing. Old Dao Ma Jiulong, I have a little friendship with your Heshan Dao Patriarch, this time in order to avoid a big enemy, I hid in this ancient temple, but I didn't expect to be disturbed by your junior. ”

Hearing this old man's tone, Jiao Fei didn't feel anything, but Su Huan gasped. It has been more than 400 years since the founding of Heshan Road, and the patriarch of the founding school has passed away more than 300 years ago. can live for more than 300 years, even if he has not yet refined immortality, at least he is an amazing character.

Jiao Fei arched his hands and said: "The junior also wanted to find a place to live temporarily for a few days, but he didn't expect to collide with the senior Ma." ”

The old Taoist priest Ma Jiulong smiled and said: "What's so good about this broken temple, I really have no place to find it, so I have to stay here, and when I stay for a few more days, I will give you this place." ”

Jiao Fei hurriedly thanked him humbly: "How dare you work for your seniors like this! I don't know who the seniors are making enemies with, and if the juniors can help?"

Ma Jiulong sighed and said, "Originally, I wasn't afraid of her, but this time I was too greedy and wanted to win the Chunjun Pot." Unexpectedly, he couldn't succeed in capturing the treasure, but he was hit by the blue plough Taoist with a Xuanming mine, and his strength was dissipated, and only three or four points of ability remained. Even the eight-headed golden corpse that was protective of the body was beaten into ashes, and now the nine-headed iron corpse has been practiced in a hurry, and the fire is not enough. ”

"Do you want to help me?" Ma Jiulong, the heroic old Taoist squint-eyed novel, was sorted out and published in W.l. After reading Jiao Fei, he said loudly: "What you can help the most is to sacrifice the two bodies with this little girl, and the old Taoist priest hurriedly started it, and he had time to practice two iron corpses again." ”

When Jiao Fei heard this, he suddenly didn't dare to say anything to help.

Ma Jiulong is extremely heroic, even if he is wearing a Taoist robe, he can't hide it, although he is not considered an authentic Xuanmen, but it is very easy for people to have a good impression. Although Jiao Fei was frightened by him, he was not annoyed, but was a little worried about hiding his identity.

Ma Jiulong asked the two of them a few words, and when he heard that Yao Kaishan had come to Chang'an to participate in the water and land conference, he immediately said with some contempt: "Even if the emperor Lao'er gives up the dragon chair, I am too lazy to sit on it, not to mention coveting some wealth and wealth given by the royal family? You must not learn from your master, although Heshan Dao has no way to prolong life except for the seven killing primordial gods, but as long as you can find a spirit beast with a very long lifespan, you can live for hundreds of years, if you have a little luck, you may not be able to live forever. ”

Jiao Fei became curious, and asked casually: "I don't know what method Senior Ma has cultivated, and how many years has he lived?"

Ma Jiulong smiled and said: "You yellow-faced boy always have bone-like eyes, and you look like a clever guy." I'm just alone, and I don't have any sect constraints, so it's okay for you to pass on this cultivation method, but it won't be passed on in vain!"

When Jiao Fei heard this, his heart moved, and he secretly thought: "Although the Black Water True Method is the method of immortality, I may not be able to cultivate to the realm of incarnating a black dragon in my lifetime. If you can have a few more years of life, maybe you will be more sure. At that moment, Jiao Fei fell to the ground and said sincerely: "If my predecessors are willing to teach me the method of prolonging my life, and I don't dare to say anything about what I do!"

Ma Jiulong twisted his beard and said with a bold smile: "I don't know why, I see that you are very good for the spleen and stomach, this method is something I inadvertently came up with, and it is nothing to teach you." I'm not here to let you do anything difficult, it's just that my brother from a layman family was originally a military general of the previous dynasty like me, and accidentally strayed into a village in Miaojiang because of the march to fight......"