Cultivation Strategies Facial Paralyzed Junior Brother

Tan Yunwei said indifferently: "I don't dare." Just drag him around the edge of the open space.

In front is a huge Phoenix tree with thousands of silks. This tree is ten thousand years old, and the thick part of the trunk needs to be embraced by seven or eight people.The trees are full of strings of rose-red flowers. The filaments are extremely long, and countless strands hang down. They dance gently with the breeze, enchanting and charming.It's just that the veins of the leaves are also faintly yellow.

When he was in front of the Phoenix tree, a line of blood from the corner of Zhuang Kuo's lips suddenly snaked out, and he struggled and said sharply: "Let me go!"

Fang Jinrong suddenly heard his panicked voice, looking back suddenly, Tan Yunwei had achieved his goal and finally let go.As soon as Zhuang Kui was free, he gave Tan Yunwei a hard look, and staggered away from the thousand-thread poinciana tree, fleeing into the depths of the dense forest in embarrassment without distinguishing between east, west, north, and south.

Fang Jinrong hurriedly pushed away Han Bian and Erfeng's arms and followed them, sternly yelling: "Zhuang Kui, this place is dangerous, you can't run around!" Then he disappeared.

Erfeng didn't know why the two of them left, and looked at Fang Jinrong's back in astonishment.Han Bian suddenly felt a little guilty. Seeing Tan Yunwei staring intently at the thousand-thread poinciana tree, he leaned over and muttered in a low voice, "Will he die? Like those blood soul Taoist ghost cultivators?"

Qin Yunwei walked around the trunk of the tree. To be on the safe side, he decided to follow the method used to deal with Mingli and others in the Wumu Yin Gathering Formation. He set eight positions around the Qiansi Phoenix Tree, and asked, "Are you worried? he?"

Han Bian said: "I'm just afraid that Brother Rong will be sad, and Brother Rong seems to be deeply involved. Sigh, is this called evil fate?"

Tan Yunwei pondered for a while, and said after a while: "Evil fate is also karmic fate. You don't need to worry, after all, he is different from the blood soul Taoist ghost cultivator, but he will inevitably be injured." He beckoned Erfeng and asked him to use the sky ax again The Divine Bow imprisoned the roots of the Qiansi Phoenix wood, preventing its rhizomes from absorbing the yin energy of the earth to counter their own side.

After the disposal was done properly, Tan Yunwei ordered Han Bian and Erfeng to get out of the way. The nature of this tree is extremely dark, and it must have wisdom after ten thousand years, so he didn't explore the specific location of the weird thing, but only used the Xishen Spear to shoot the golden light. Wrapping the tree body layer by layer, the incomparably powerful yang energy was forced in inch by inch. The whole poinciana tree trembled, as if in extreme pain. After a while, it creaked and wilted slowly. .

Han Bian and Erfeng stared at each other for a long time, and finally heard Tan Yunwei say: "It's done."

Suddenly, the purple air rose from the trunk of the Qiansi Phoenix wood, and then there was a light click, a gap of more than two feet was opened, and a jade box appeared in front of the eyes.Qin Yunwei took out the jade box, Han Bian hadn't approached yet, he just felt the cold air coming over his face, piercing his heart.

It turned out that the jade box was carved from a whole piece of ten-thousand-year-old ice, but the cold air was faintly mixed with a scorching aura, as if something was firmly imprisoned in it, but it couldn't be suppressed.This scorching aura is not harmful to the three of them, but it gives people a warm feeling.

Qin Yunwei first placed a restraint around the jade box to prevent the contents from being violently injuring people, and then used the Xi gun to open the box cover, and what he saw was a dark purple bell-shaped thing, about a foot in size, with a dark brilliance all over it. Introverted, dense words are engraved on Ling's body.

Seeing that there was no danger, he leaned over to identify it carefully. This kind of writing was similar to Sanskrit, but slightly different. It was like a variation of Sanskrit. He had seen it in Yuntian Sanctuary before, seeing Han Bian and Erfeng They all stared at the bell, and then took the initiative to explain: "The text says that this thing is called the Ziyang Mingtian Bell, and it is a treasure specially designed to restrain all kinds of evil and sneaky things. Ghost cultivators will either die or be injured when they see it. You wait a moment, I will try to see if I can refine it."

Han Bian dragged Erfeng to the side to wait, secretly thinking that it's no wonder the ghost master left in a hurry, it turned out that he was injured by this thing.Then the vigor of all the most shady trees and vines in the surrounding area, withered and yellowed, must have something to do with this bell.Could it be that the various thousand-year-old trees planted around here are just to suppress this treasure?Why did such a powerful magic weapon appear in this Huangquan killing array?

He thought about it, puzzled, Erfeng tugged at the corner of his clothes again, with a hesitant expression: "Senior Brother Han..."

Han Bian said: "Well, tell me, do you miss your brother Rong again?"

Erfeng muttered: "Ever since my brother died, Brother Rong has been taking care of me. The eldest princess seems to be seriously injured, but I don't know where Brother Rong followed him and whether I will encounter any danger. And I always feel that This Naoki formation looks particularly gloomy, as if something is wrong."

Han Bian said: "I think so too. Forget it. For Erfeng's sake, I won't bother with that nervous princess anymore. Who calls her a princess! Wait for your brother Xiaoqin to put that piece on." After the magic weapon is packed, let's go find them."

Erfeng Ru nodded happily when he heard Lunyin: "Well! Actually, Brother Rong is really a good man, and he treats you very well, right? He keeps calling you Junior Brother. Are you really his Junior Brother? I heard that he is the only Junior Brother." It's Mr. Cheng Xiaolang, the only son of Leader Cheng, but your surname is Han."

Han Bian was unintentionally poked in the lung tube by him, and stayed for a while with a zombie face, then glared at Erfeng fiercely, and stood up: "You can just treat me as an impostor. But I just want to hug the thigh of the young leader of the Liuhe League and die." If you want to be his younger brother, can you stop him?" Erfeng was at a loss, and got up nervously.

Qin Yunwei had initially refined Ziyang Mingtianling to the first level, and was barely able to drive it, so he put it in the storage wristband.He also heard what the two of them said, and looking around, he saw a layer of dark green miasma faintly rising in the depths of the dense forest, and the color seemed to be gradually deepening.

The yin energy suddenly increased a lot, which probably had something to do with him taking out the bell, and he felt that it might not be able to completely suppress the Ziyang Mingtian bell with a single straight wood, and there was probably something else at work.

Tan Yunwei got up: "I'll go look for the young leader right here."

Zhuang Kui and Fang Jinrong didn't go far in panic, and within half an hour, Tan Yunwei's spiritual sense found the place where the two were, where the forest was deep and leafy, and several big trees with luxuriant and drooping branches formed a circle. It was a natural tree house, and Fang Jinrong imposed several layers of restrictions on it by taking advantage of the terrain. Presumably, Zhuang Kuo needed to heal his injuries, so he had to be firmly protected.

Han Bian secretly wondered how the big ghost master was injured, and whether Brother Rong was angry or not.So I asked Tan Yunwei to ask for a sky-peeping mirror, and wanted to take a peek first before talking.The sky-peeping mirror was inserted into the restraint, and Zhuang Kuo was heard moaning softly: "No, it's really coming out..."

Then Fang Jinrong comforted her in a low voice, and her usually cold and rigid voice became very gentle and deep: "Don't worry, I'll help you. Relax, you relax, I'm here."

Han Bian was full of doubts when he heard this, and thought to himself what he was doing, and was about to turn the tail of the sky-peeping mirror to take a closer look, when suddenly his back tightened, and Tan Yunwei took him aside, he said anxiously, "Don't Ah, Junior Brother, the Eldest Princess is whimpering so strangely, she said something is about to come out. Don't drive me away, shall we watch it together?"

Tan Yunwei said with a cold face: "No, I'll just watch. You and Erfeng should stay away." He pushed Han Bian under a tree not far away.

Han Bian was not reconciled, and struggled a little bit non-stop: "Junior brother, junior brother, don't be so cruel, why can't you watch together when there is excitement? You are too cruel!"

Qin Yunwei pointed to the tree, and ordered firmly: "Over there, go to meditate." Han Bian couldn't understand why he was so blunt, and had no choice but to drag Erfeng to meditate under the tree.

Tan Yunwei stood there and hesitated for a while, thinking that it would be better not to look at evil, so he wanted to wait for them to finish their work before watching, but suddenly Fang Jinrong said in a low voice: "I told you not to move around, it seems that this soul-fixing needle almost shifted." Come on, let me show you."

It seemed that the truth had nothing to do with Fengyue, his heart moved, and he hurried over to unscrew the sky-peeping mirror and look inside.Seeing Zhuang Kui half sitting and half leaning on the trunk of a big tree, his long black hair draped over his shoulders, his eyes slightly closed, his face was pale, but there was an abnormal blush on his cheekbones.Fang Jinrong half-kneeled in front of him, carefully brushing away the long hair on Zhuang Kui's head, and saw a gold needle stuck in the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head, protruding more than an inch from his hair.

Fang Jinrong said: "Do I have to use this golden needle? Can't you just take the soul-fixing pill?"

Zhuang Kui didn't seem to hear it, his soul was eager to break out of his body, and he couldn't suppress it. At this time, he was like falling into purgatory, and he simply reached out to pull out the golden needle. , the big deal is to continue to practice the soul of death.Fang Jinrong hurriedly clasped his hands tightly: "It can't be pulled out. Zhuang Kui, calm down." After thinking for a while, he possessed him and hugged him halfway in his arms, pouring his own Taoist true energy from the back of his heart, Forcibly force his soul to return to its place.

However, the two people's skills did not match. Although Zhuang Kui's soul was temporarily suppressed, his mind gradually became dizzy due to his powerful aura, and he felt as if he was being roasted over and over on the stove. Struggling wildly to push Fang Jinrong away: "You let go of me, don't I want... Who doesn't want to be a good person, in fact, I..."

Fang Jinrong said: "I know, since the Cang Hell Sword is mine, how can I not understand? But you have always told me that you are practicing the way of living souls, which can only be cultivated by living people, and I have always regarded you as living souls. People. It's not easy for you to hold on until now, I know all about it, why can't you hold on a little longer?"

Zhuang Kui reluctantly turned his head to look at him when he heard the words, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and a tear fell down, he said: "I hate you, why did you cut me... They said I was born good-looking, but you cut me down ..."

Ten years ago, he had already died under the spirit sword of Hell, but he couldn't bear to give up on this body, so he carefully sewed it up with special silk thread, forced the soul into the body and returned it to its place with his own skills, and then made the soul needle to remove it from the body. The acupuncture point was directly pierced into the body, and he took the Dinghun Pill regularly. He refused to give up his right to be a living person, and he had to go through all kinds of difficulties to maintain it until now.

Fang Jinrong held up his face and looked it over carefully, and said solemnly: "You are indeed good-looking. I remember that there is a poem in the secular world with a beautiful artistic conception. Two lines in it are 'both to look at and to smile. Zi Muyu is kind and graceful. ', which is very suitable for you. I was wrong at the beginning, even if I took a look at you first, I would not be so cruel." Seeing that he was still tossing and turning in pain, Fang Jinrong searched for a good plan, and it really reminded him of a secret technique Come.

His mentor is the ancestor of Lianshan. As the number one monk in Yuluozhou, the ancestor is broad-minded and far-sighted. , Those heretical cultivation spells have also been recorded in Lianfeng Pavilion.

He hesitated, tentatively, stretched out a little finger, and opened Zhuang Kuo's skirt.Zhuang Kui flinched slightly, Fang Jinrong pressed his shoulders, his expression gradually turned resolute, and said in a gentle voice: "Zhuang Kui, although this is to save you, I am not forced to make such a bad move, I am willing."

Qin Yunwei had been watching it intently, but at this moment he suddenly realized, and hurriedly closed the sky-peeping mirror again, feeling extremely embarrassed for a moment.