Reborn from Another World to Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 95.The hexagram has changed? !

For a while, none of the snakes in the snake cave attacked, and Huang Pizi basically sacrificed them secretly to Mo Zhitong. Except for the blood stains on the ground and a few scattered Huang Pizi corpses, there were no traces of fighting in Qingfeng Temple.

Grandma Huang Santai stood in the black-purple mist of mercury, holding the scepter tightly in her right hand, gritted her teeth with a livid face, and said fiercely:
"Old man! Do you know what will happen if you offend us today! What are you talking about in the right way! In fact, you are playing all kinds of crooked tricks!"

Mo Zitong was amused, all the Huang Pizi who could come up were killed, and there was no whole body after killing, they were all sacrificed by her.

What the hell is going on.

If there is any talk of retribution in this world, such a large group of yellow-skinned people have already received their retribution.

Besides, if you want to talk about crooked ways, people with a discerning eye will know who is crooked at a glance, right?

"Mrs. Huang Santai, we have always been strict with each other, why do you have to do this this time? The world has its own way, and you can't control the things under Qinglong Mountain if they are released! As for evil spirits and heretics, we will naturally have the world's public opinion. , you don’t need to comment.”

The old man was still as calm as before, with a smile on his lips.

It seems that life and death are not important to him, what matters is inner persistence and justice.

"Hehe, you are used to joking, you have your way, and we spirits also have their way. Even if we can't beat you today, it's okay! Hahaha... Our big families and a few small families have all united No! Not today, there will be another day, in short, we have to flatten this place!"

Mo Zitong didn't care what they said, just looked at the bottom of the mountain, and found that the bottom of the mountain was very quiet, there was no movement, so he whispered something...

"Then why haven't people come up... who can't say big things..."

Mrs. Huang was choked up by this junior,
Besides, Mo Zitong's innocent look was really irritating, and he roared angrily:

"You stinky girl can't stay! I can't deal with the old Taoist priest, and you and I can't deal with it?! The youngest! Kill her!"

Huang Santai's tone is extremely sharp and terrifying!
The sound hasn’t landed yet!

Then a small brown-haired and yellow-skinned person jumped out of the mercury mist, and ran straight towards her, his eyes were like a torch, and his speed was extremely fast.

It was already too late for Third Master Uncle to go over and protect Mo Zitong!

Second Master Uncle couldn't catch up at the moment, so he could only shout loudly:

"Run! Zitong! Run!"

If it were different in the past, she might have been afraid. After all, strange power would always make people more fearful.

But at this moment, Mo Zhitong grabbed Soo'er's paw with his left hand and shouted:
"Get out of here!"

The next second, the brown-haired and yellow-skinned man disappeared.

And she fell to the ground due to the impact of the brown hair and yellow leather, without any injuries on her body, and at the same time a small pearl-colored bead appeared on her right hand.

The voice of the elf Ahri sounded again at this moment:
"You just sacrificed a living thing! This is the first time you sacrifice a living thing, this is a good thing for you! It's called Lingpo Pill! Eat it to strengthen your body! As long as the dying person has one breath left, he will die. It can be saved! Even if the life expectancy is about to end, eat this food, let alone prolong life by ten years! If someone who turned into a zombie eats it, he can transform back immediately!"

Mo Zhitong was not interested in the previous words, but when she heard about turning zombies back into humans, she immediately put the thing in her arms.
Really good stuff!
Looking at all the people present, no one made a sound, and the scene suddenly fell silent.

She looked at everyone with a confused look.

This... Isn't this embarrassing...

Just now, she demonstrated live what is called a big transformation...

Everyone present did not speak, and even paused their movements. No one expected that Mo Zitong would be able to make a yellow leather child with a high cultivation base disappear out of thin air.

At this moment, Grandma Huang Santai is already in a hurry, that is her youngest daughter!

He is her most beloved child!
The original smile on her face has disappeared at this moment, she can't wait to rush up and tear this Qingfengguan child into pieces!

Just as he was about to rush down and tear this girl apart, he heard the order from the younger generation in the distance,
I know I can't love to fight at this moment...

Even though he was absolutely unwilling, he still gritted his teeth and roared:
"Old man! Today's humiliation will be counted together in the future! Today is my Huang family's defeat! We admit defeat! The green mountains will not change! Let's wait and see! You will not end well! One day! I want you to die without a place to die!"

After speaking, he led the few Huangpizi family members left in the thick fog, and the thick fog dissipated.

Everything is as if nothing happened.

At night in Qingfengguan, you can't hear any cicadas, except for the chirping of birds, which is the sound of wind.

It may be that the top of the mountain is closer to the sky, and the moon is bigger than it is seen from the ground.

The moonlight shone in the yard, adding to the desolation for some reason.

Several senior brothers were already cleaning up Huang Pizi's body, the third senior uncle silently put away the sword, with a smile on his face...

Second Martial Uncle had already started laughing loudly at this moment, the two of them spoke at the same time...

"Brother, the hexagram has changed."

"Brother, the hexagram has changed."

Dahui has been following his third uncle to kill zombies.

The third senior uncle's words echoed in the sky above the Qingfeng Temple, everyone heard it, everyone looked astonished at first, the elder brother took out a turtle shell copper coin to do the divination, the second senior brother ran to the edge of the pine tree and picked two leaves to do the divination.

The third senior brother hummed a divination song.

After calculating the results, everyone had happy expressions on their faces.

The old man stood there and looked at Mo Zhitong with a smile on his face, completely ignoring Mo Zhitong's foul language.

"It's a sign of good fortune. I didn't expect that these two disciples were really lucky. Huang Pizi has suffered a heavy blow now. They have left... Snake Cave has also left. Okay, let's have a rest and go back to the room." .There is still tomorrow."

Dahui happily followed the Taoist brothers there to pack their things and discuss what to eat tomorrow.

"Brother, can you eat buns? Let's make buns tomorrow!"

The elder brother patted Dahui on the back dotingly.

"Girl wants to eat steamed stuffed buns, we must have steamed stuffed buns, what kind of stuffing do you like to eat? How about bean curd skin?"

Mo Zitong looked at the harmonious scene, but felt that something was not right in his heart. The promised army was coming, but in the end there were only these yellow-skinned people, which were not as numerous as the zombies in the zombie lair.

But now these Taoist priests are so relaxed, it seems that it is not fake.

Mo Zitong wanted to open the Zhenyuan Pearl, but found that the Zhenyuan Pearl could not detect the minds of several Taoist priests. They seemed to be shrouded in golden light, and the Zhenyuan Pearl could not break through.

"Ding dong. I was just suppressed by a mysterious force and couldn't get in touch with you. I found that your body has been modified... host... what happened?"

"Yeah. Mastiff spirit, that elf seems to be my father, I'm also a little confused. When I go back and think about it, do you think this matter is over? What is the thing under the mountain?"

It took a while for Mastiff Ling to say in frustration:
"I...don't have permission...if I have permission...I..."

That aggrieved voice was like a defeated puppy, Mo Zitong thought that if Mastiff Ling was by her side, she really wanted to hug this poor little boy, she could feel Mastiff Ling's grievance and unwillingness.

A system can be suppressed. If you want to find information, but you don't have permission at all, it feels bad.

(End of this chapter)