Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"If I met you a hundred years ago, I would choose to avenge you and save you!

But now, your revenge is over, and you are still stuck in the Yangjian Lianzhan, killing Yingye, how can I let you go! "

As he spoke, Wang Xuebin squinted his eyes, and his whole body was flamboyant. He looked even more sinister than Chu Renmei.

"Don't tell me that there are bones all over the bottom of the lake, all of which are your enemies!"

As he said that, he stepped lightly on his feet, and the bottom of the lake shook instantly. With the shaking of the bottom of the lake, a lot of dead bones revealed the horrified and frightened faces they left behind before they died.

The silt faded away, and the entire bottom of the lake was filled with bones, leaving no place to stay!

Chapter 334 Bodhisattva?Buddha!

The trees in the mountain village, following the appearance of Chu Renmei, began to quickly turn from green to yellow, and the wild animals all over the mountains and plains also fled and scattered, as if they were threatened by death.

Huangshan Village was originally named for the reflection of the setting sun in the pond water, which reflected the golden mountains all over the mountain. It was not evening at this time, but it felt particularly appropriate.

Not far away, in the abandoned village buildings, more than a hundred aborigines of Huangshan Village, who were hiding in every household, also showed their true faces after Chu Renmei appeared.

Chu Renmei, there is no way to retreat!

"Sir Wang, I respect you as a Taoist priest, just because there was a Taoist priest who collected the corpse for me and buried it in a coffin.

If you retreat, I can pretend that nothing happened, you and I are safe, and wherever you are, I, Chu Renmei, stay away, if not, don't blame me for fighting to the death! "

Chu Renmei still didn't want to fight Wang Xuebin desperately, not because she was afraid of death. None of the people who became ghosts were afraid of death. What they were afraid of was that their obsessions could not be resolved!

Chu Renmei's obsession is not only to take revenge on the people in Huangshan Village, if it is only for revenge, except for a few or two people who escaped by chance, basically all the people in Huangshan Village will die.

Chu Renmei's real obsession is to kill all the heartless people in the world!

It hates Bu Wantian, not only this person, but also this person's heartlessness, this person's injustice!

As an actress, for Bu Wantian and for her lover, her daily behavior is really imitating the chastity sung in the opera, without any discount.

But what she got in exchange for her sincerity was the reward of her husband's wolf-heartedness!

She is not reconciled!

She hates, hates all the people in the world who are not loyal to love, hates all the people in the world who are unfair to love!

its enemies?

It's already dead!

Including the family of the big boss in Guangzhou, all of them are buried in this small Huangshan Village.

If it weren't for that Taoist priest back then, rubbish, Li Qiang and his ilk would never have survived to grow up.

Do you really think that ghosts can talk about human nature?

You are not even a human being, what kind of human nature are you talking about!

"The fish is dead and the net is broken? Heh! Then the fish is dead and the net is broken!"

As he said that, Wang Xuebin waved his right hand to disperse the wind and fire, and the boiling lake water, under Wang Xuebin's control, was filled with Chu Renmei's bones, rushing towards him.

"Aw~~ah!!!"

When Chu Renmei heard Wang Xuebin's words, she roared sharply. It didn't know if she was Wang Xuebin's opponent, but it couldn't help it now!

"Uh!!!"

A group of ghosts heard Chu Renmei's roar, as if they had heard some edict, they rushed towards Wang Xuebin one after another.

These ghosts have different shapes and death conditions. Some are bleeding from the seven orifices, and some have their eyes gouged out and their noses cut.

Wang Xuebin was very familiar with the faces of these ghosts. They were the villagers of Huangshan Village back then, and the one who ran the fastest was the village head of Huangshan Village back then.

The village chief was obviously a hanged ghost, his face was black and blue, and he was sticking out his long tongue, flicking it, which was very eye-catching.

"Guanlan!"

Seeing this scene, Uncle Jiu also stood up, took Wang Xuebin's mahogany sword as a tribute to him, and stood on guard cautiously.

The so-called ants kill elephants, there are so many ghosts, even if they are not fierce ghosts, it is still difficult to deal with them!

"Ah!"

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin breathed out lightly, and pulled out his favorite evil weapon from the storage space with both hands-Namo Gatling Bodhisattva!

Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, six pure depleted uranium bombs, [-] rotations per second, with immeasurable merits to save the world!

In the heavens and worlds, anyone who has used it is good!

The tip of the bullet is yellow and clear, and it bears the bullet made of cinnabar. The bullet has been repeatedly soaked in the blood of the cockscomb many times.

For this reason, Wang Xuebin bought out the roosters in three chicken farms!

Each warhead is carefully crafted by Wang Xuebin, and consecrated by the activation technique. Although the accuracy is not particularly high, it is extremely safe and will never explode!

Besides, Gatling Bodhisattva has been invited, who needs precision!

While Uncle Jiu was stunned, Wang Xuebin excitedly pressed the button, and under the urging of the motor, the six barrels spun rapidly.

"Zizi~~ da da da da da!!!"

"Come on, baby!"

The heavy machine gun and recoil did not bring any discomfort to Wang Xuebin, I saw him holding the machine gun and firing from side to side excitedly.

The scorching bullet passed through a group of ghosts and hit the wall not far away, leaving holes the size of fists.

After each bullet passes through, the figure of the ghost will be a little dazed, and the cinnabar on the tip of the bullet will turn black like something unclean.

In just 2 minutes, Wang Xuebin and Uncle Jiu couldn't see any traces of ghosts, let alone ghosts, even the ground where they were located was overturned!

This method of exorcising ghosts in a trench really opened the eyes of Uncle Jiu!

"Hey hey hey..."

With one shot, the evil fire in Wang Xuebin's heart was completely vented. While smiling, he turned his head to look at Chu Renmei who was stunned there, and asked proudly:

"Is there any trick you haven't used yet?"

When Chu Renmei heard Wang Xuebin's words, her empty eyes shot out with monstrous malice. Those ghosts just now were all its unforgettable enemies.

Ever since the villagers of Huangshan Village became ghosts, they have been suffering from Chu Renmei's torment every moment. In its view, only in this way can it slightly relieve the blazing hatred in its heart.

Now that these ghosts are beaten to death by Wang Xuebin, how can it be reconciled?

"Ugh~~~"

Chu Renmei fell on the ground and crawled forward with both hands and feet. Although the limbs were twisted and twisted, they were not stable, but they were fast.

While crawling, Chu Renmei spit out black asphalt-like jelly from her mouth. As soon as the black jelly landed on the ground, it rushed towards Wang Xuebin exuding a ferocious and wanton aura.

Ghost aura, ghost aura condensed to the extreme, if ordinary people touch a little bit, the body will be corroded by ghost aura until it festers.

Most of the scars on Wang Xuebin's body are the masterpiece of this ghost. Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin's heart finally became dignified.

This time, it's not a joke...

......

"Hey, be careful!"

Outside Huangshan Village, Wei Zai, who was holding a box, bumped away from Sir Lin beside him, and the two fell to the ground and rolled into a ball.

There is a mountain road to go into the village, but the two of them have a very difficult time walking on this not steep mountain road.

In the mountain village, the wind roared, and the flames shot into the sky. Burnt white stones were thrown out by the centrifugal force of the strong wind, like bullets, destroying the surrounding area badly.

The two of them walked for nearly half an hour on the mountain road that was only a few hundred meters long.

"Hey, are you all right!"

A figure walked out of the deep woods, looked at the two of them, and frowned tightly.

"What are you two doing here?"

Seeing the person coming, Wei Zai and Lin Sir finally breathed a sigh of relief, showing the smiles of the survivors after the catastrophe.

"Bin... Brother Bin... This is Uncle Jiu's magic weapon. Uncle Jiu left in a hurry and didn't have time to get it. Let's give it away!"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin glanced at the black box, raised his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice:

"Oh...that's it...you guys come with me..."

With that said, he led the way ahead.

Sir Lin and Wei Tsai looked at each other, and they both felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't tell what was wrong, so they had to pat their buttocks, stood up, and followed!

"Hey, Brother Bin, have you caught the ghost inside?"

"Don't talk nonsense, shut up, come with me..."

In a trance, that Wang Xuebin walked precariously, and under the light of the fire, he looked very strange...

Chapter 335 Please God!

"Guanlan...be careful!"

Seeing Chu Renmei approaching quickly, Uncle Jiu took a deep breath, bit the tip of his tongue again, sprayed his blood on the mahogany sword, took a step forward, and put the Maoshan jade pendant back into Wang Xuebin's hand, blocking him in front of.

As an elder, how could he watch Wang Xuebin stand in front of him?

Lin Fengjiu is not old yet!

Seeing Uncle Jiu's movements, Wang Xuebin shook his head, without saying anything, took out a large handful of talismans, handed them to Uncle Jiu, and also took a step forward, standing beside Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Ninth is not old, how could he, Wang Xuebin, be willing to hide under the wings of others?

He has always believed that if you are poor, you will be alone, and if you are rich, you will benefit the world. He who is capable of fighting will only be the one who protects others!

He, Wang Xuebin, is not weak!

With his eyes fixed on Chu Renmei, he took out a hundred mahogany swords again with a wave of his hand, poured the blood of the cockscomb on his hand, and flew out without reservation.

Before the wooden sword could reach Chu Renmei's body, it was corroded into ashes by the ghostly aura it diffused, but Chu Renmei's movements were not affected at all.

On the other hand, when Uncle Jiu saw this scene, he seemed to think of something, and asked hesitantly:

"Guanlan... You have the art of heaven and earth in your sleeve. I wonder if you have prepared the magic weapon needed to open the altar?"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin frowned and laughed softly.

For a person with a storage space, you should never try to guess what is in his space, especially for a person with a large storage space like Wang Xuebin.

Because, he can put everything in it!

"Yes, as small as cleaning the house, as large as Luotian Dajiao, I have prepared everything you can name here. What do you need?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Uncle Jiu obviously breathed a sigh of relief, smiled sassyly, and said sonorously:

"Give me the pen, ink, paper knife, bell seal and flag, incense candle offerings, and the mysterious altar of laws. If you drag it for me for a moment, I will open the altar to practice!"

"Haha! Order!"

Hearing that Uncle Jiu had a solution, Wang Xuebin also smiled boldly, and waved out the magic weapon needed by Uncle Jiu, and sent it to ten meters behind him together with Uncle Jiu.

Immediately afterwards, he took a step forward, and in an instant, the mountains and rivers trembled, and the ground surged layer by layer, and the altar where Uncle Jiu was located rose a hundred feet in response to the sound, forming the appearance of a high altar.

The so-called altar is one foot high, and the method wins three points. It is also the first time for Uncle Jiu to use a high altar of [-] feet!

"Guanlan, just hold on, don't fight hard!"

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

That's what he said, but Wang Xuebin still rushed out, and he had no better way to deal with this disgusting enemy except to grind it little by little.

"Heaven and earth are born, yin and yang begin to form, push away two qi, mix one into a spirit, five thunders and five thunders, rush to yellow and ning, dense and change, roar lightning, hear and call immediately, send out yang sound quickly, as urgent as a law !disease!"

There was a roaring sound, and the electric light flickered again. Under Wang Xuebin's control, the ion magic glowing with golden lights turned into a sharp sword, slashing left and right, and circling with Chu Renmei.

On the dharma altar, Uncle Jiu, who was dressed in Taoist robes, looked at Wang Xuebin with concern. He saw thunder in his demeanor, threatening wind and fire, and a look of ease, so he was relieved and opened the altar with concentration.

Concentrating and calming down, he took out three incense sticks, inserted them into the incense burner respectfully, swung the mahogany sword, and stabbed a talisman directly.

Put the left hand together with the sword finger, insert it into the bowl in front of the altar that contains the whole grains, lift it, shake it, the grains shake off, leaving only one grain of rice at the fingertips.

With a flash of light in his eyes, he stepped on a gangster, danced with his hands, and swayed the three Dharma incense sticks to light the incense, and with a swipe of his left hand, the rice grains were like golden pills, blooming golden brilliance.

"The fragrance is heavy and echoes the heavens and the earth. The golden bird runs like a cloud arrow, the jade rabbit shines like a wheel, the southern star and the Big Dipper are shining all over the sky, and the five-color clouds are noisy. The temple is opened in the Ziwei Palace, and the flying clouds come down on horseback! "

Throwing his right hand lightly, the mahogany sword stood upright in front of the altar. Uncle Jiu picked up the talisman pen with his right hand, splashed ink, and wrote the talisman.

"The cloud seal is too empty. At the beginning of the catastrophe, it is floating at first, sinking or floating, wandering in five directions, more than ten feet away, the innocent emperor, who writes a book with a pen, plays a hole chapter, writes a magic talisman, and descends at the beginning of time. The true text of birth, it is obvious, it is hidden, it is not, Maoshan Lin Fengjiu's edict!"