The king of defense

The sky in the distance was a little dark, with dark clouds covering the sky and hanging low, as if half of it would fall off at any time.

Not long after, the drizzle of rain fell, causing ripples in the pomelo pond.

Wu Daozi walked out of the room, stood under the eaves, and looked at a pond in the distance.

"It's been raining a lot these days. I don't know if the rain will stop on the day Junior Brother Liu sets out. Let me deduce it."

Wu Daozi pondered, and finally took out a turtle shell from his arms, the size of a palm. The dark turtle shell was covered with tiny words, like tadpoles.

With the injection of a trace of spiritual energy, the black color on the surface of the turtle shell gradually faded and gradually turned into white. The tadpole-like golden inscriptions began to flash. The surrounding wind and rain sounds disappeared, leaving only a voice coming from the turtle shell.

The voice was vicissitudes of life, and the intonation was very strange. It seemed to be whispering or singing. After halfway through, the voice became much quieter and the golden light became much dimmer.

At this time, Wu Daozi spoke, and he could understand the words on the turtle shell.

This is a very rare writing in ancient times - ancient writing.

It was only spread in ancient areas and is now almost lost. Wu Daozi spent a lot of effort to learn this writing.

The two voices overlapped, the golden light flourished, and the flickering became louder. After the last byte was read, the heaven and the earth froze. In the dark, there was a force connected to the turtle shell, and the turtle shell vibrated and made a buzzing sound.

Wu Daozi looked at it with a hint of surprise in his eyes. This was his first time using this thing.

Afterwards, Wu Daozi put his hand on the turtle shell, and an invisible sense of age spread. It could be seen that his face was slightly older, and strands of white hair appeared.

As it spread, the surrounding things instantly withered, the buildings became old, and the courtyard wall adjacent to the pomelo garden stagnated.

"This thing is really weird. It takes longevity to move it."

Wu Daozi's eyelids trembled and he took a breath. What monks pursue in practice is immortality. This shows that longevity is more important than life.

Despite this, Wu Daozi did not stop, there were always things more important than longevity.

After a while, Wu Daozi spurted out a mouthful of blood, and all his old feelings disappeared. The originally solid turtle shell turned into powder, and disappeared with a gust of wind.

Wu Daozi didn't care about his injuries at all, and suddenly looked in the direction of Liu Bi's residence. His originally straight body staggered a little, and confusion and shock appeared on his face.

"I use Dayan Sect's"

As his figure faded away, only a long and faint sigh could be heard.

"I don't know whether it's right or wrong to ask my junior brother to participate in the Northern Territory Competition this time. The bloodshed is far more dangerous than he imagined. I hope my decision is not wrong!"

In the Northern Territory Competition, if it were just a competition for resources, the various sects would not be able to kill each other, but they are holding hands.

Wu Daozi's figure gradually disappeared into the air, and he didn't know where he was going.

Time seemed to fly by, and soon it was time for the Northern Territory Competition to be held.

These days, Liu Bi has been practicing steadily and preparing for the Northern Territory Competition.

But what he didn't expect was that Wang Erhu would really open a hot pot farmhouse, and he would do so very quickly.

Liu Bi has been invited twice to serve as technical guidance at the Weapon Refining Sect.

Seeing those disciples of the Weapon Refining Sect with twitchy expressions and saying "Welcome" with stiff expressions, Liu Bi felt uncomfortable, but he could only imagine the extent of the collapse of those disciples' hearts.

This is simply social terror hell! ! !

Those disciples of the refining sect felt their livers ache when they saw Liu Bi. If you want to say they hate Liu Bi... those graceful senior sisters are really good. If you want to like Liu Bi... this feeling of being forced is very disturbing. Can't be happy.

Ever since, when Liu Bi came to Hot Pot Farmhouse, he received some drizzle of anger points, basically +1+2. Liu Bi felt very regretful and thought that he would not receive many anger points.

Soon these people's drizzle of anger accumulated, and a smile burst out on Liu Bi's face. It was a worthwhile trip, it was really a worthwhile trip! ! !

In fact, Liu Bi really didn't think about deliberately embarrassing these disciples, but Wang Erhu seemed determined to adapt the social fear attributes of these disciples, so even if he wasn't there, Liu Bi would have someone else, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Fortunately, this is also good. Cultivation of immortality cannot be done behind closed doors. You must be calm and considerate, so that the road to immortality can go smoothly.