Kryptonian Demon Lord

"Cough cough cough cough!"

In the depths of the Night Dire Forest, the Wudang Saintess knelt on the ground, coughing violently.

She covered her chest with one hand, her face was covered with cold sweat.

Finally, she vomited a group of black blood clots, and her face improved slightly.

Then she shivered and took out the porcelain bottle she had grabbed from Wu Hao, carefully took out a quick-acting heart-saving pill, and swallowed it in one mouthful.

After adjusting her breath for a while, her face returned to ruddy.

The Wudang Saint woman slowly got up, frowning and said: "My injury...something is wrong. The backlash when the divination technique is used should have been shared by the whole body, but why have I only hurt my heart these few times? ?"

"Also, after I developed the night dire state, according to the original idea, I should have reached a balance between yin and yang with the Ming mentality, but why is there a problem now?"

"It seems that my previous guess should be true, and it really is a flaw in the technique!"

Her voice couldn't help but bring out a bit of hatred.

"What a Wuwei Dao, what a real Ziyang person, I will be with me when I die!"

"People say that the father's debt is repaid, and your debt can only be paid by the public loser."

"Named disciple...hehehehe, Niubi is hypocrisy. I don't know if you know what you know, what will you think of your good grandson's ruin and ruin!"

"The Kunlun Academy was disturbed by that group of calf noses. I see how he escaped the catastrophe this time."

"Brothers and sisters have made antagonistic things. I don't know if Zhang Ziyang, your good daughter, will break her son's leg in person...hahahahaha!"

"Isn't he trying to rejuvenate the family? I think that after this happened, the public losing family will not tolerate him!"

"Don't worry, when he enters my magic door, I will take good care of him for you. After all, he is the person most likely to get the inheritance of the true "Truth of Inaction"!"

...

After some venting, Wudang Saintess became calm.

She realized that the "Snow Lotus Heart Sutra" derived from the "Wuwei Zhenjing" she obtained from Wuweidao Zhang Ziyang did have flaws.

If purely practicing the Snow Lotus Heart Sutra hasn’t been so obvious yet, but she has the courage to dominate the dharmas, and she has studied the power of two phases, the combination of Dao and Demon, which makes the balance of Yin and Yang imbalance, which has already affected to a certain extent Her temperament changed.

Otherwise, with her mind, she would never vent her dissatisfaction.

Now, she has to solve her own problems, unless she can find a way to get the true perfect inaction from the public transport class.

It's a pity that Tengyang City has masters living in seclusion. Her current physical pretense really doesn't dare to get too close, so she has to send her men to make trouble.

Let the fortress break through from the inside...

Of course, there is another way, and that is to use great wisdom and great perseverance to develop the three-phase power and unify Buddhism, Taoism, magic and martial arts.

When the time comes, all things will be born three times and all things will be derived independently, and all the shortcomings of the body will be able to be compensated.

It's just that, after all, it is still her conjecture. She has studied the power of two phases for many years, and she has been dead for a lifetime. If she wants to complete the power of three phases, it is estimated that she will not be able to touch the threshold without hundreds of years of research.

Therefore, she had better be practical. When the public loser becomes a rat crossing the street, let's pry open his heart!

It's just why, obviously she feels that she has only hatred for the public losing class, and no other emotions, but when she thinks that she is concocting his indecent things, she still feels irritable in her heart?

Is she really affected by the flaws in the practice again?

Didn't that guy save him once in Kunlun Academy without hesitation, what's so great?

Why would she still feel heartache, be jealous, and would like to eat her own love?

Wudang Saintess thought dazedly, she couldn't help being silly for a while...

"Who!"

Despite his restlessness, Yao Wudang did not lose his vigilance.

So just when there was a little movement in the forest, she discovered it.

As soon as her voice fell, a familiar voice appeared in the forest: "Saint, it's me! Haha!"

"Moruohu?" Wudang Saintess frowned and said: "Why haven't you left?"

"I suddenly remembered something, I want to have an in-depth exchange with my ancestors, hehe!" Wu Hao said straightforwardly.

A weird feeling arose in Wudang Saintess's heart, she always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this Morahu...

"Why do you call me ancestor again?" Yao Wudang keenly noticed that this Moruohu seemed to have a unique complex for the name ancestor.

"Isn't it called?" Wu Hao replied with an open eyebrow.

But in my heart, I was muttering silently: "Seizure, seizure, seizure..."

The strange feeling in Wudang Saintess’s heart is getting stronger and stronger, but she is not in a good mood just now, so she is not interested in exploring, but asks straightforwardly: "What else do you have?"

"Wait a minute!" Wu Hao instead sold it off: "I'll make a magic first!"

Suddenly a series of mysterious handprints formed on his hand, and his mouth was also muttering: "Would be an ancestor, the pure land of bliss, change!"

"Boom!" A large bouquet of wild flowers suddenly appeared from Wu Hao's hands, extremely colorful and gorgeous.

"How about it, do you like it?" Wu Hao made a pose, and then quietly waited for Wudang Saint's reply.

A fragrant fragrance came from the wild flowers, making Wu Hao drunk, itchy, and numb.

The home flower smells of wild flowers!

The Wudang Saintess was stunned, and there was no movement for a long time.

"It seems it really happened!" Wu Hao thought a little strangely: "But why is there no fluctuation in my heart..."

"Never mind it, how can it be worse than a beast!" Wu Hao made up his mind to act and grabbed Yao Wudang's tender little hand.

Grabbing the little hand, Wudang Ancestor has not resisted the slightest.

Wu Hao thought of the beauty in his heart: "This is stable..."

There are three good ancestors!

Wu Hao dared to guarantee his life, this time it must be Yishanjin, like Nanke's dream, out of the shadow world, no one can find his back account, and there is no need to worry about killing him.

And...wonderful ancestor, isn't the sense of accomplishment full. When the time comes, even if the cooperative relationship with the Snow Lotus Sect breaks down, the last sentence of "I ** your ancestor" is not unreasonable.

And this shadow world can be reset, and the ancestors can also be refreshed. This means that he can brush it a few more times, every time he feels fresh.

Hehehe...

When Wu Hao was in agitated mood, the expression of Wudang Saintess was even more agitated.

She knocked out the flowers in Wu Hao's hand, and held Wu Hao's hands with her backhand, and asked with a trembling voice: "Where did you get this handprint!?"

"Mudra? What mudra?" Wu Hao felt that his hands were pinched, and he couldn't help but recover from his reverie.

"It's the handprint I made before, when I said something about the Pure Land of Bliss..." Wudang Saintess looked at Wu Hao with scorching eyes, not letting go of any of his subtle expressions.

"Handprint..." Wu Hao said nonchalantly: "It's used to set off the atmosphere by magic. What's wrong? Look at you throwing all the flowers away, what a waste!"

Wu Hao was about to lower his head to pick up flowers, but was once again held by the Wudang Saintess: "Do it for me again, hurry up!"

"Huh?" Wu Hao was a little startled.

He felt that something was wrong.

This handprint was used for the incision when the Snow Lotus teaches his identity. Wu Hao even practiced it because he felt it was compelling.

He just wanted to make a comparison.

Where is the problem?

How is it different from what you imagined?

However, he was satisfied with the undeserved saint and made the hand print again.

Of course, no slogans were shouted this time.

However, the undeserved saint has no time to take care of other things. She stared at Wu Hao's hand unblinkingly, as if there was the deepest secret in the entire world~www.readwn.com~, this handprint was too unbelievable.

It is a miracle.

When Wu Hao made this set of handprints just now, it was firmly imprinted in the heart of Wudang Saintess.

Never forget it again.

She felt her heart almost jumping out.

That feeling is like the first snow in winter, like the little green in the desert.

It's like walking an endless journey in the dark, and suddenly one day, I saw the light!

She actually felt the breath of the three-phase power on this handprint.

The three-phase power she dreamed of!

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