Tian Gang Chapter 182: Wind in the Building (6)
Taoist priest! How are you? I ran over there and helped him up.
The old Taoist's face was covered in blood and dirt, and he looked extremely embarrassed. He said to me in an extremely weak voice: Don't look at anything...
I have no more power... Looking at the disappointed look in the old Taoist's eyes, I hated my weakness even more. If I had practiced hard earlier, maybe I would still have some power left. But now, all this is just a fantasy.
The old Taoist held one hand on the ground, and took out the other hand from his bosom, and quickly put two pills, one red and one purple, into his mouth. He swallowed them hard and said to me: I will try my best to delay them, you must unlock the seal on it.
it?
It's the little home in your pocket... The old Taoist said, and suddenly drew a simple empty talisman and slapped it behind me. After a bang, he climbed up from the ground with his arms, and said while drawing the talisman: Its seal is drawn with blood, you want...
Before the old Taoist could finish his words, he exchanged fists with someone and took a few steps back with a thud. Several figures passed by me and rushed directly towards the old Taoist, but I was ignored by them.
I turned around and looked around. There were people everywhere, no less than 20 of them. They were all dressed differently and didn't look like they were from the same family.
The ones who repelled the old Taoist were several strong men who were as strong as iron towers. Some of them were empty-handed, while some were holding extremely heavy magical weapons. There was a faint black gas coming out of their bodies.
That is demonic energy. The one that injured the old Taoist priest came from the demonic Zen vein!
This is a sect that cultivates magic with Zen, with strange methods and focuses on self-cultivation. In this respect, they are very similar to Wei Qingcang, with a body as hard as iron and a normal soul.
This lineage is the best in the entire cultivation circle in terms of strength and physical toughness, and even the old Taoist has praised them. If the Great Demon Venerable had not been taken by my ancestor to participate in the plan of repairing the sky and sealing the earth, if the three great demon generals and most of the methods had not disappeared in the underworld along with the Great Demon Venerable, the achievements of the Demon Zen lineage would never be just this.
The leader of the three great demon generals, the Demon Venerable Jie Mo, was besieged and killed by ghost officials in the battle in the underworld, which made their lineage hate Ba Suo to the core.
Not only did we fail to find the Great Demon Lord, failed to retrieve the lost Dharma, but we also lost a group of top combatants. It was not surprising .
But now is not the time to flatter them, because the old Taoist was seriously injured. That punch almost broke his spine. The old Taoist now only relies on pills to barely maintain himself.
The people who besieged him were extremely powerful. One of them held a black spike with complicated patterns and symbols engraved on it. The demonic energy of this man was surging, and the old Taoist was very afraid of him and did not even dare to confront him head-on.
It is estimated that this person is one of the other two demon generals of the Demonic Zen Clan.
Fortunately, with the Devil Zen Vein entangled with the old Taoist in pursuit, the others were unwilling to step forward to besiege. Everyone knows that the Five Elements Vein can still stand for a thousand years after being separated from the Five Classics, and it is not in vain.
Even Wei Qingcang, who had eaten the immortal fruit, was afraid of the old Taoist, let alone others.
Therefore, the Demonic Zen Sect took the lead, and the others were happy to watch the show.
I was extremely anxious watching from the side, but I couldn't help the old Taoist. He asked me to unlock the seal of Jiao Ye, but I was forced back by the people of the Demonic Zen Vein before I could finish my words.
What should I do?
Moreover, I always felt that there was a powerful force behind this matter. Because the enemies present seemed to know that I had no power at all, so no one paid any attention to me, as if I was transparent.
If the person who pushed all this really took this into account, it means he knows me and Lao Dao very well!
This speculation is really terrifying, but who is it and why is it targeting me?
Half of the human body is just a cover, most likely used to deceive people like me who have joined the game.
Becoming an immortal is a temptation that even the Qinling Emperor could not bear, so how can people today endure it?
Just like a saying that is popular among many business people: When profits reach 100%, some people dare to take risks. When profits reach 200%, they dare to risk the guillotine. And when profits reach 300... they will trample on all laws of the world.
This sentence is also very accurate when applied to practitioners. When they can become immortals and escape from this earthly world where they must struggle, everyone is willing to risk their lives. What rules and agreements are just empty talk.
But now, I have to pay for these crazy people.
Before the old Taoist was forced to retreat, he said something very important: The seal of the Jiao Lord was drawn with blood, so...
So what's behind this?
I watched the old Taoist being forced back by Bu Tui. He was already more than ten meters away from me. There was no way he could tell me the answer. The attack of the Demonic Zen Vein was too fierce. In order to delay time as much as possible, the old Taoist could only fight and retreat. His empty talismans were always very simple, because he didn't have time to draw those more powerful talismans.
Any earth wall or obstacle, all collapsed instantly under the iron fist of Mo Zen Pulse.
But in just a dozen or twenty seconds, the old Taoist had several more wounds on his body. Although they were only superficial injuries, in his current state, a long and intense battle was enough to make him completely collapse.
If the Taoist priest is dead, the beautiful girl and I will be like fish on the chopping board. Whether to cut it horizontally or vertically, or to carve a few flowers out of it for us, that is all up to others.
I opened my pocket, revealing the Jiao Ye inside.
It had been awakened, but was still in a daze. Its eyes were half-closed, as if it was trying to stick its head out. But no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't get out of the pocket.
I felt a little sad, but I didn’t know what to do.
The information left by the old Taoist priest is too little. What's more, Mr. Jiao had just been sealed. If he is released now, will have a worse impact on him in the future?
Can an old Taoist who was seriously injured seal it again?
These are all problems, and there is no way to avoid them.
But... I turned to look at the Taoist priest. He had been dodging, but he couldn't avoid the punch after all, and was hit on the right shoulder. I could hear the crisp "crack" sound even from more than ten meters away.
The old Taoist's shoulders sank and drooped there helplessly. His face was covered with blood and dust, his hair was messy, and his clothes were dirty. He looked like a beggar.
I have never seen the old Taoist so miserable and embarrassed. He was like a stray dog at this moment. His sharp fangs and claws were all broken, so even if he was chased by someone, he had no power to fight back.
This is a shame. With a seasoned temperament, how could he endure it? The rage that spewed out of his eyes frightened me. I didn't have much time left for him, and I had even less time to think!
But how to unlock the seal of Mr. Jiao?
I turned my back because there was no one behind me except the beautiful girl who was standing there unable to move. I subconsciously glanced at her. Although the girl couldn't move, she still tried to glance at the old Taoist priest. There was fear and worry on her face, but that was all she could do.
I took Jiao Ye out of my pocket. It staggered and tried to raise its head towards me, but every time it raised its head it fell down weakly.
I held it in my arms, thought about it, and finally made up my mind to bite my finger and squeeze out the blood to drip on it. It is very difficult for a person to bite his finger and squeeze out the blood. Because everyone has the instinct of self-protection, it is very likely that after biting for a long time, only the skin will be broken.
I was so afraid of this happening that I bit my finger like it was fat. When the blood gushed out like a fountain, I swallowed my saliva subconsciously, feeling like I was swallowing a piece of my own flesh.
In a critical moment, I didn't have the heart to think too much. I rubbed Mr. Jiao's body with my fingers a few times and waited for a few seconds. I was disappointed to find that there was no response.
The dragon lay there quietly. When I wiped the blood with my hands, it wanted to look up at me, but failed. Maybe it was curious about what I wanted to do.
How can I remove the seal on you? I asked it.
Sometimes I feel like I'm crazy, especially when I ask a dumb snake a question.
Although it is very intelligent and can even think like a human, it is still a snake after all. Even if it really understands, I cannot understand it. The "hissing" sound is no different from the chirping of birds and insects to me.
I looked back again, and the old Taoist looked even more miserable than before. One of his hands was broken, so he could only use his left hand to draw talismans, and his coordination was... terrible.
He was hit more and more times, and more blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Although he kept frowning and didn't make any sound of pain, every punch from Mochanmai felt like it was hitting me. The more the old Taoist frowned, the more my heart tightened.
At this moment, I felt like someone patted my hand.
Looking down, the dragon's tail was shaking weakly. As I watched, it struggled to lift its tail and then dropped it on my arm.
What does this mean? I looked at it in confusion: Do you want me to beat you?
Mr. Jiao's eyes were half-closed to begin with, and after listening to my question, he simply closed his eyes, with the skin at the corners of his mouth wrinkled, as if he was speechless.
I didn't know that in the first place! You are a snake, why are you talking to me? If you have the ability, you should speak human language! I am so anxious that I want to go crazy.
It is harder than climbing to the sky to let Jiao Ye learn to speak human language in a few seconds, even in a minute. It kept raising its tail and then landing on my arm.
What does it mean? I was anxious and angry. I lifted its tail and looked left and right, but there was nothing. It was still the same golden pink as the rest of its body. But... why did I feel that the pink color on Jiao Ye's body became more and more intense after its tail was caught?
It is definitely not a wise move to study the color of Mr. Jiao's body at this time.
But I really didn’t know what to do. Jiao Ye’s tail kept twisting in my hand, as if it was struggling, or as if it was giving me a hint.
