Volume 1: The Great Tribulation of Longhan Chapter 47 Good Luck
Southwestern mountains.
There were potholes everywhere near a mountain, bald patches here and there, trees were scattered, and even a few peaks in the distance were flattened, as if this place had been gnawed by a dog.
The Taoist priest in blood-stained robes stood not far away, frequently drawing the sword in his hand.
With one sword, a hole was blasted in the mountain, six feet in diameter, neatly and tidy; with another sword, a hole was cut towards the northwest, just enough to cut off a small mound.
One sword after another, slashing right into every corner of the mountain.
Soon, the Taoist in Blood-Clothed put away his sword and walked towards the old man.
"Senior, what do you think?"
The old man looked around and nodded with satisfaction.
It's a bit messy, but it meets his standards.
The terrain is bumpy, the depth is precise, the width is just right, and the mountain is carved very well, without any deviation.
This junior is very enjoyable to use.
"Do you see the big banyan tree in the southeast corner of the mountain?" The old man pointed to the distant mountains in the southeast.
The Taoist in Blood Robe looked up and replied, "I see. Please give me your instructions, senior."
"Three hundred and sixty miles to the east, dig a pit ten feet in diameter, nine feet and sixty-six feet wide; one thousand three hundred miles to the south, cut down the peach forest; six thousand one hundred and twenty miles to the north, cut off the undercurrent below..."
The old man stated his requirements one by one, and the Taoist in Blood-Clothed Robe listened carefully.
"Don't worry, senior." The Taoist in Blood-Cloth patted his chest and assured.
As he spoke, the two swords in his arms trembled, as if he was very dissatisfied with his fate of digging pits and cutting trees.
He digs the pit so carefully and carves the mountain so meticulously.
Do you know what an innate spiritual treasure is? Do you know what a killing sword is?
Is this the job that these two brothers should do?
They don't want to do this anymore!
Feeling that the old man's eyes lingered on the killing sword for a moment, Xueyi hurriedly held down the angry Yuan Tu Abi.
"Junior will go right away, junior will go right away, senior, you are busy."
The Taoist in Blood-Clothed turned around and started digging a hole.
The situation is stronger than the person. Not to mention digging a hole now, he has to go even if he has to fight the King of Ferocious Beasts.
Compared with what we have encountered before, although the request of this senior is a bit strange, it is not very dangerous, right?
At least that's the case for now.
Seeing the energetic look of the Taoist priest in blood-robed clothes, the old man thought to himself that this little fellow seemed to be much more handy than his own disciple. If it weren't for his complicated karma and entanglement with cause and effect, he would really like to take in another disciple.
"It's not destiny, it's not destiny." The old man shook his head.
Started his own work.
He took out a golden bowl from his sleeve, and poisonous creatures crawled out of it one after another, densely packed.
As soon as these strange-shaped and colorful poisonous creatures landed, they began to move to specific locations.
Or a big pit, or the bottom of the water, or the treetops...
The Taoist in Blood-Clothed felt something and looked back. The sight of the densely packed poisonous creatures made him feel a chill and a chill down his spine.
There are several poisonous creatures whose aura is comparable to that of a Golden Immortal!
Yuan Tu Abi seemed to have sensed something and stopped trembling. He lay obediently in the arms of the Taoist priest in blood-robed clothes.
Xueyi walked away quickly, digging a hole, digging a hole! The sooner you finish digging, the sooner you can leave .
The Taoist priest in blood-stained robes dug pits and cut mountains honestly.
After a busy period, he returned to the old man with the sword.
At this time, the countless poisonous creatures that the old man had previously released began to die one after another.
The poison was flowing in all colors, and the Taoist priest in bloody clothes could not help but tighten the sword in his arms.
"Bah!"
As the poisonous creatures all over the mountain died, a strange beast rushed out from the venom.
It looks like an eagle, but has the body of a leopard and a pointed horn on its head.
Upon seeing the strange beast, the old man laughed heartily, "Great, great! Gu Diao, come here!"
The old man waved his hand, and the Gu Diao flew over and rubbed against the old man's large palm affectionately.
The Taoist in blood-stained clothes moved a little further away from the old man.
This Gu Eagle was very friendly to the old man, but the look it gave him was extremely sinister.
The most important thing is that this thing actually has the cultivation level of Daluo!
Although he couldn't do anything to him, if the old man could make one, he could make two or three.
This method is a bit scary.
He was involved in the entire process of the birth of this guy.
It's nothing more than killing a few ferocious beast kings, digging a few pits here, and placing some poisons.
Even if he didn't know the reason, he didn't think it was difficult for the old man to do the above. Asking him for help was nothing more than the old man wanted to be lazy and find a tool.
The old man put the Gu Diao into the golden cup with a smile, and then said to the Taoist in Blood Clothes: "How is it? Did you see anything?"
The Taoist priest in blood-stained clothes pondered for a moment and said, "Is it related to those intelligent beast kings?"
"That's right!" The old man nodded. "These intelligent beasts have a significant effect on the poisons of this old man."
As the old man spoke, his eyes looked straight at the blood-stained robe.
To be honest, if it weren’t for the Taoist priest in blood-stained robes, the old man would not have been able to find so many intelligent ferocious beasts.
Apart from a few occasional encounters, he never saw them again.
It is obvious that the Blood-Clothed Taoist can be found everywhere, even if one does not want to meet him, but the old man can never be found.
Fate is so wonderful.
Thinking of this, the old man suddenly said: "My friend, you are really lucky!"
He sighed sincerely.
The aura of calamity is strong, cause and effect are endless, and logically he should have fallen long ago, but the Taoist priest in blood-robed clothes is still alive and kicking.
Facing the old man's praise, the Taoist in Blood-Clothed twitched his mouth and remained silent.
The old man also told the Taoist in Blood Clothes that the appearance of these ferocious beasts was not simple. He was a creature from the previous era, and he had also experienced and deeply participated in the great catastrophe of ferocious beasts, but at that time there were not so many ferocious beasts that were born with intelligence.
The appearance of these ferocious beasts seems to be man-made, but also seems to be born out of necessity, which is very strange.
"Moreover, after studying for so long, I have discovered a possibility. These beasts may not have been originally beasts, but may have been transformed from acquired creatures!"
The old man's words were shocking, and the Taoist in blood-stained clothes frowned.
If this is the case, then this matter is serious. The Taoist in Blood Robe couldn't help but think of the domineering eyes that appeared in the valley.
I sighed in my heart, what is this?
However, the Taoist in Blood-Clothed quickly shook off these worries. He had already entered a great catastrophe, so what was there to worry about?
Too much debt is not a burden. After falling into many traps, the Taoist in Blood-Clothed has a very open-minded mind.
Instead, he was interested in continuing his research with the old man.
"Senior, according to what you said, is it possible that the key to the transformation of living creatures into ferocious beasts lies in the evil spirit?"
He had long discovered that the more intelligent a beast was, the more evil spirit it possessed, but he couldn't find the key to the problem.
The old man agreed, he also discovered it, but he couldn't figure it out.
"In fact, if it is really as the old man guessed, these beasts tainted with evil spirits can no longer be called ferocious beasts. They are like a completely new species. We should call them:"
"Warcraft!"
They both said it in unison.
As soon as he finished speaking, a long spear pierced through the void. It was completely black, carrying boundless murderous aura, and was extremely domineering!
The old man's face changed drastically, and he struck out with his thick palm. The poisonous insects in the sky gathered into rivers.
Before the poisonous insect river got close to the black gun, it was annihilated by the boundless murderous aura.
The old man chanted a spell, and the golden cup emitted infinite light, blocking the black gun for a moment.
He seized the opportunity and dragged the Taoist priest in blood-stained robes into the earth.
"boom!"
The black gun fell, and the earth shattered for thousands of miles.
