The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

While Zhang Zhihe was fighting bloody battles, Shen Zhongyu also fell into the most dangerous situation as he expected.

Anger, unwillingness, jealousy, and all kinds of negative emotions crowded Shen Zhongyu's heart, disturbing the clarity he had been forcibly maintaining. A faint fragrance poured in.

He barely opened his eyes, only to feel that his eyes were scarlet, and saw a slender figure swaying in front of him in a blur, as if he could grab him with his hand the next moment, and swallow him whole.

A trace of clarity and pain struggled to surface in his chaotic mind, how could this be possible.He bit the tip of his tongue in pain, almost biting off his tongue, and then regained consciousness, turned around and hugged the Buddha tightly, and closed his eyes.

His consciousness sank, and he fell into the chaotic black prison that he had always resisted.Without the pure-hearted glazed lamp, without the "Taishang Laojun Said the Sutra of Chang Qing Jing", but I am still me. Without foreign objects, am I vulnerable? !

Since it is unavoidable, let's face it.

In the ornately decorated hall, Gao Lingxue, a lady with heavy make-up and beautiful attire, walked slowly, her muscles and face were extremely beautiful, and she saluted solemnly, her attitude was neither flattering nor proud.She raised her hand, and let the boys and girls who followed behind her come forward, Chunlan Qiuju, each with its own beauty.

Shen Zhongyu just looked at all this indifferently, and didn't even have the heart to push back.The boys and girls came forward and sat down around him. He could feel the soft body pressing against his body, but he remained motionless.

Those who forsake me shall not keep the days of yesterday, they are but memories.

Gao Lingxue stood where she was, seeing that her master was unmoved, she couldn't help getting angry, with a wave of her plain hand, all the great magical powers of Huashen Palace tried Shen Zhongyu one by one.

The hot and cold, the lustful heart, all kinds of feelings arising from emotion and desire have passed through Shen Zhongyu's body.Shen Zhongyu still accepted it peacefully, and felt it carefully.

Seeing that he was so deceitful and never struggled, besides Gao Lingxue, the other guests in the hall also began to bully him, all the most bloody and terrifying punishments in the magic way were imposed on him.

Shen Zhongyu seemed to have completely forgotten the power of life and death that he once held. He ignored it and sat in the same place, enduring all of this silently, and endured the buzzing voice in his head: If you don't die, you will still be the ancestor of Jiuyou , not a down-and-out golden core casual cultivator, who died by the side of the road and no one knew.

Shen Zhongyu didn't even have the heart to refute, but just savored the pain I inflicted on myself. It turned out that it hurt so much when I used it on others.

The picture changed again, and it suddenly changed to being in the yellow sand of Lema Town, and he hurriedly pressed Zhang Zhihe on the sand, and started the unspeakable thing.The yin demon let out a piercing and strange laugh, do you think you will become a gentleman after reincarnation?Don't you have such insidious thoughts? !Sooner or later, he will go back to the magic path, so why struggle!It's better to go back!

The four characters "It's better to go back" invaded from all directions, pouring into his ears like water.Shen Zhongyu no longer denied it, but his mind became clearer and clearer. With an idea, he visualized the pure-hearted glazed lamp in his mind. The blue lamp flame danced and formed a wishful shape.

The yin demons dissipated, but for Shen Zhongyu, the biggest challenge came now: the inner demons turned into swords and halberds, and every blow was a bone-piercing pain.

If you marry a Nascent Soul, cause and effect are all over.Therefore, he has killed 6000 people in his life, and the pain and despair felt when these 6000 people were killed will be added to him.

He is not the first demon cultivator who wants to go back to the right path to climb to the top, and he will not be the first.But most magic geniuses either die or go mad after experiencing so much pain.This road has always been blood-stained, going against the sky!

Under the light of the heart lamp, he kept his mind clear and clear, feeling all kinds of tortures, from simply wiping his throat to death, to dismembering his body by five horses, to burning his soul with magic fire... All kinds of pains were run over Shen Zhongyu once.

It was so painful!

The heart lamp flickered, and Shen Zhongyu's mind went from being dying to making a wish in his heart after going through many sufferings: May this pain not be imposed on all living beings with spirits again.

The bottom of my heart was originally a gloomy place, but the light burst forth, illuminating the remnant body, and it can be seen that the damage on the body is gradually repaired under the light.It's okay at first, but when the mind is shaken, the inner feeling will inevitably affect the outer performance.

At this moment, Shen Zhongyu was out of the predicament and felt that the catastrophe of the baby was hanging high in the sky, but this was not the time to cross the catastrophe.

Zhang Zhihe, who was already struggling to support himself, suddenly saw a jade ruler flying out from behind, splitting into nine beams of bright light, rushing into the crowd, throwing them into the distance like a dragon, he was startled Overjoyed at first glance, he turned his head and saw the energetic Mr. Shen.

As soon as Shen Zhongyu woke up, he saw the figure of Zhang Zhihe standing in front of him, and he also saw the crowd who wanted to rush over like wild beasts. They were as clear as jade, but they rolled them up mercilessly. Throw them into the distance to sober up.

When he saw Zhang Zhihe turned to look at him, he wanted to smile, but he couldn't laugh when he saw that his whole body was blood red and his face was stained with blood. come over."

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Zhihe wanted to go forward, but fell to the ground. It turned out that he had already lost his strength, and he was just persevering with a will.

Shen Zhongyu stepped forward and knelt down, hugged him into his arms, and wiped off the blood on his face. A foundation-building junior who was weak and hard to fight for a long time stopped the siege of so many people for him, and he was only a little bit afraid. He was about to fall in the middle of the journey, and since then he had no fate with the immortal journey, but how could he be worthy of such deep affection, it would be too superficial to say that the repayment was too shallow.

Zhang Zhihe pulled Shen Zhongyu's sleeve with great effort, indicating that he was fine.Shen Zhongyu patted him on the back to let him rest and recuperate. He used two minds, while controlling the measuring ruler to fly up and down in the crowd to drive them away. His meridians were almost squeezed dry.

Zhang Zhihe felt the aura entering from his dantian, and he couldn't help shivering. Knowing that Shen Zhongyu had good intentions, he tried his best to suppress the violent counterattack of the aura in his body, feeling the strange spiritual energy entering his body, and injecting it gently but firmly into the meridians Among them, the previously damaged parts are gradually repaired.

Zhang Zhihe felt a numbness all over his body, it seemed to be slightly painful, but also refreshing, it seemed that the running water was hitting the veins steadily and briskly, and it seemed that the gentle breeze was blowing on the body.He almost groaned in embarrassment, turned his head and bit Shen Zhongyu's sleeve.

But soon, he no longer had such thoughts. As a Jindan Grandmaster who was almost conceived, his familiarity with the meridians of the human body was not comparable to that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.Under the control of Shen Zhongyu, the spiritual power penetrated into the most subtle meridians, and opened them one by one, breaking away the stagnant parts of the meridians in the body, and further widening the vessels.

Zhang Zhihe faintly felt that he might be overjoyed if he did the work again, and he felt even more grateful for Mr. Shen, he thought in his heart, and at the same time, he clenched Shen Zhongyu's sleeve even more tightly, but it's just a little itchy, just bear it.

Under Shen Zhongyu's attack with almost full firepower, everyone retreated one after another, forming a big circle with a diameter of nearly six feet around the two of them, not daring to approach.

Shen Zhongyu withdrew the jade ruler, looked at the crowd coldly, suddenly felt something was wrong, the yin qi rioted, and the moonlight gathered like a pillar and threw it on the lotus temple. What is this?The evil spirit was born? !When did Liantai Temple become a place of great darkness that breeds fierce ghosts?This should be a treasure land of feng shui where yin and yang are harmonious.

But subsequent developments quickly answered his guess.The crowd that had been silenced by Shen Zhongyu's scare became agitated again. The people in front walked slowly and were pushed to the ground by the people behind, and then they couldn't climb up anymore, they just let out a mournful wail.

The human head was like undulating waves, hitting the stubborn reef, Shen Zhongyu took Zhang Zhihe and took two steps back, and the measuring ruler drew a deep trench below, intending to separate the people on the opposite side.But they still squeezed forward as if they were not afraid of death. The people in front were pushed into the ditch to fill up the ditch, and the people behind continued to rush forward.

At the end of the crowd, Shen Zhongyu finally saw what was chasing them and what frightened them so much: it was a group of monks, a group of tattered monks with incomplete limbs but still holding Zen sticks, under the eerie and desolate moonlight, they The face was ashen, and the deep blue flames danced in the deep eye sockets. It was the monk who died in Liantai Temple 200 years ago.

Stimulated by the Buddha oil, they woke up.Now, they obviously regard these people as the demons who attacked the Liantai Temple 200 years ago.

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