The Master of Metaphysics Returns at Full Level [Transmigration Book]

That head is still alive, and it is still beeping, "Who destroyed Ben Azan's good deed."

The two unlucky children asked in horror and curiosity: "Master Wu, what the hell is this?"

Wu Lian said, "Siluo bottle."

"What is the Siluo bottle?"

"The Siluo bottle is also called Flying Head Drop. When Nanyang Azan has practiced to a certain level, the head will separate from the body and fly to other places to eat souls or people." Wu Lian questioned the head and said, "Yes? You? Did you eat the souls of those celestial masters?"

Under the skull was not what hair, but a long, disgusting intestine, twisting its head, trying to break free from the bronze sword and get out.The intestines are red and swollen and covered with a thick layer of fat. They are wriggling, trying to struggle like an earthworm twitching like meat.

It's a pity that the bronze sword penetrated too deep into the wall, and the head couldn't get free at all, but Jie Jie laughed, "You boy? It's best to let me go now, or else you will have good fruit later. "

Wu Lian's side face was cold and stern, covered with a layer of icicles, and his aura was full.He moved his fingertips slightly, and the evil aura of the bronze sword was like a blade, cutting off the skin that was protected by the power of the Yin spirit on the outer layer of the head.It was originally indestructible and even several celestial masters were buried in his hands, but now it was slowly soaked by the evil spirit of the bronze sword from the flesh and blood.

That? The head was burned by the evil spirit, and the depths of the brain were also infected by the evil spirit. I wish I could fly out and eat Wu Lian right now.

"Put me down, I can give you? Benefits."

The head began to coax, with a low voice, with a sense of 'holy', a person who yearns for power and money, I am afraid that he bowed his head and surrendered to the devil long ago, offering sacrifices to the devil.

Just like those? Group of celestial masters, they are? Ghost hunting celestial masters, not afraid of evil spirits or ghosts.Only for the "celestial master's jade card" on his waist, following the lofty power, and constantly accepting tasks to improve his "jade card" level, will his mind be disturbed.

Wu Lian tilted her head, "Advantages? Yes, give me [-] million first."

"Bills."

"One hundred million! And more dollar bills!!" His head was so angry that he smoked, "You? Why don't you grab it!"

Wu Lian spread his hands, "Then? There is no other way, you? You can only be reduced to my sword spirit? Food. Besides, Nanyang's head-down master came to China for no reason, didn't he? He has other plans?"

Then? The head said angrily: "Can't I come to China to travel?"

Zong Xuan said casually, "Has the head-down master been approved by the Huaxia Special Supervision Department?" Then the head sneered: "Of course."

Zong Xuan said coldly: "Without my consent, this person is quite courageous to let you enter China."

"Who are you? How dare you be so arrogant." With his head turned away from Wu Lian and the others, their faces could not be seen at all.

Wait for Wu Lian to pull him out from the wall and pin him to the ground.

The evil spirit of the bronze sword broke the old man's sorcery of changing his face, and everyone saw his original face clearly. He was an old man over half a century old.

The old man's eyes swept across the crowd gloomyly, and fixed on Zong Xuan's face, with a trace of intention in his eyes, "Zong, Zong Xuan!"

Zong Xuan saw the original face of the head clearly and said, "Azambina? What are you doing in China?"

Azambina? Licked his dry and chapped lips, and used an unskilled one? He said in Chinese: "Zong Xun is safe and well, I heard? Say you? Are injured, that's great. Hahahahaha ...uh uh."

Wu Lian turned the handle of the bronze sword, which disturbed his brain. Azanbi's face was contorted in pain, and it was difficult for him to speak.

Wu Lian said: "If you can't speak, just shut up."

Azanbi Na? Hang Chi Hang Chi several times, staring at Wu Lian gloomyly.

In an instant, Yin Qi surged, and the singing and opera sound just disappeared in an instant.The head rotated at high speed in the bronze sword, trying to save himself.The evil aura of the bronze sword was too strong, and Azanbi's energy was quickly absorbed by it. If he didn't save himself, he might be completely swallowed by the bronze sword.

Enduring the pain, Azambhi broke free from the shackles of the bronze sword. He could feel that the holder of the bronze sword in front of him was no less capable than himself, and even higher than himself.

He himself was sure he couldn't escape now, so he found Chu Huaiyi behind Wu Lian, and with lightning speed, he cut the long, hard, blood-sucking intestines around his throat to death. Dead entanglement.

"Don't move, if you move again, I'll eat him!"

The biggest weakness of this group of Huaxia masters is that they protect ordinary people. They can clearly display their abilities as they please, becoming masters and respected by everyone.But he has the heart of a holy father, willing to put his head down to save a group of untouchables who have nothing to do with him.

Azanbi seems to have seen the expression of Wu Lian begging himself to let this person go. He said with contempt and sarcasm in his eyes: "Master Hua Xiaxia advises you not to move, or else this person's? Need an ear? One less.”

Chu Huai was also frightened. He seemed to be able to feel the "sticky and disgusting" touch passing over his ears, and the "stinky" smell from the "intestine" in his throat, which almost smoked him.

Wu Lian gently held a sword flower, glanced at him, and sneered, "Just you?"

Azanbi's heart throbbed with palpitations suddenly, feeling the compulsive pressure, and took the opportunity to escape.A blue shadow swept across his face and passed by.

"what--"

Wu Lian turned around and picked up a sword flower, and the blood on the tip of the sword dropped to the ground and a blood flower fell on the ground.

A half-moon-shaped thing fell out of Azambi's head.

Take a closer look at the half-moon-shaped object, which is exactly Azambi's ear.

The Siluo bottle is the whole person's spiritual consciousness attached to the head, so besides the soul, the entire head of the Siluo bottle also has most of the spiritual consciousness of the lowering master.

But when Wu Lian cut off Azanbi's ear, more precisely, cut off his spiritual consciousness, this kind of pain is not only a physical pain, but more of a soul On? Pain.

"I want? to kill you? &￥#@%&......"

This is not so angry that he is already speaking his own local language.

Wu Lian continued to stab Azanbi's head with the sword, and was about to split it in half.Azanbi rolled away in embarrassment, avoiding the fatal blow, but most of his long intestines had already been cut off by Wu Lian.

There was another scream from Azambhi, and Wu Lian continued to cut off all his "twigs" a few times. Now there is really only a bare head left.

Wu Lian held the bronze sword and pressed it on Azanbi's head with a thousand catties, "Then... the souls of the celestial masters, should I spit them out now, or should I kill you? ?Get them out."

Azambina has been making trouble for so many years, and has never been so embarrassed like today, breaking down and shouting, "You? Who are you? Tell me your? Name!"

Wu Lian raised his wrist, and the bronze sword automatically returned to his "palm", "It's up to you? It's worthy. Hand it over."

Azambina? There was a time when evil spirits invaded his brain, and he couldn't bear it? He screamed, "Stop, stop, I'll pay, I'll pay."

Azanbi didn't have time to digest the souls of several celestial masters, but now he released them, and everyone's expressions were dumbfounded.

Wu Lian collected the soul of the celestial master in the copper coin and gave it to Zong Xuan.

Zong Xuan looked at Wu Lian and said thank you warmly.

Wu Lian said quickly: "They say no, you? This person is really long-winded." Just give me a little more money.

Apparently Zong Xuan had already thought of Wu Lian's voice, chuckled lightly, and put the copper coins into his pocket.

"Master, Chu Huai also passed out!" Zhou Yi said nervously.

Wu Lian took a look at the scars on Chu Huaiyi's neck, and used Daoyin Yanghuo to pull out the evil energy, leaving only a circle of red marks.

Wu Lian got rid of Chu Huaiyi's evil spirit, and asked Zong Xuan, "Is this old man useful? If it doesn't work, kill him."

Zong Xuan said: "Leave it to the superiors, and exchange grades with Nanyang. Of course, there will be some rewards. He can also get millions of rewards."

When the word "qian" was mentioned, Wu Lian's eyes glowed green, and he smacked his tongue.

I can't see that an old man can be worth so much money, so this trip was not in vain.

Wu Lian was very much in favor of keeping him alive, and when he went out, Zong Xuan would be handed over to the person above. He used the bronze sword, which was probably at the peak level, to invade Chao Azambi's head, and passed out temporarily.

It just so happened that the sound of opera singing reappeared, Wu Lian asked Zhou Yi to take care of Chu Huaiyi here, and went out with Zong Xuan to have a look.

There was a complete change outside, and there were quaint lanterns hanging high around, and a high stage was set up next to the patio.And the people on the stage, sad and tactful, a wonderful "Dou E's injustice" is being staged on the stage.

It's just that there are more than a dozen people sitting under the stage, with empty eyes and pale faces, just like the dead in a funeral ceremony.

They are the?disappeared?Yang Hu and his?several assistants, and the?several people who came with Zhou Yi.

"It's all right now, everyone has been found." Wu Lian said.

The opera on the stage is singing to the climax, "My lord, it's the dog days of the day. If Dou E is really wronged, after she dies, auspicious snow will fall three feet from the sky to cover Dou E's body... .Wait until Xuefei March, three years of drought resistance......."

The opera singer, with a slender and graceful figure, turned around and turned around, with a frown and a smile full of sadness.Just by looking at the Adam's apple, you can tell it's a man.

A few minutes later, a wonderful performance of "The Injustice of Dou E" came to an end. The soloist stood on the stage, waiting for the heavy makeup on his face to gradually fade away, revealing a handsome scholar? face, but the left side is? Burned ferociously.

He stopped, saw Wu Lian and the two, and bowed gracefully to them.

Only a son of a noble family can act so elegantly in every move, if it weren't for the resentment billowing like thick ink on his body, it would be difficult for people to associate him with a hundred-year-old ghost.

The good temperament made Wu Lian think that Xiao Xiao talked about that family of the Republic of China, the youngest head of the family, Yuyi.

Sure enough, I just listened to him and said: "My name is Yuyi, whose name is Lanzhi. I am the head of the Yu family. Welcome two adults to listen to my play."

"Master Yu?"

Yuyi smiled lightly, the costume on her body had long been replaced by a crescent moon robe embroidered with orchids, and matched with that dusty smile.

The son is unparalleled, and the road is like jade.

"My lord, you don't need to pay attention to these vain rituals, just call me Lanzhi."

Wu Lian said meaningfully: "It seems that Young Master Yu has already known who we are? What identity?"

"I'm ashamed, Lanzhi often dealt with the celestial masters before she was born, so she is naturally very familiar with the aura of the celestial masters. Especially this lord." Yuyi looked at Wu Lian and said.

In the Jieyue he created, suddenly there was a strong?spiritual consciousness covering the entire Jieyue, and the Yang fire was so strong that it almost burned his soul.

Now that he made everything clear, Wu Lian cut straight to the point, sitting in the auditorium and asked: "The long-cherished wish is not fulfilled, and I am willing to become a ghost. I am very curious, are you? If the master doesn't notice it, I'm afraid only earth immortals can do it."

"You can't hide anything from your lord." Yuyi sighed and smiled slightly, "Before I was born, I was an impermanence in the world."

The author has something to say: Azambina: &#￥#@%&...... (Nan's translation: Damn, this fucking world, I just come to Huaxia for dinner. Huh Huaxia People are not human, especially the one named Wu Lian QAQ)

PS: This is the most unlucky Silo bottle I have ever seen.

The libretto in the supplementary text is taken from the opera "The Injustice of Dou E".

Siluo bottle is a kind of head lowering technique in Southeast Asia. After successful practice, the head lowering master will remove his head, intestines and internal organs, and then fly out of the abdominal cavity. It is called "Siluo bottle." (taken from Baidu)

I don't know if I can receive everyone's nutrient solution to irrigate Jinjiang Shoushou's big white radish~