Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao Chapter 211: Black scab rotten meat

"No!" Facing Bai Lingmiao's request, Li Huowang answered firmly.

Seeing the grievances on Bai Lingmiao's face, Li Huowang, who eased his breath, explained: "There is no supernatural power at all, only extreme hardships, believe me, compared with that kind of experience, losing a hand is nothing. what."

In order to gain the attention of Bahu, one must suffer both mental and physical pain.

Li Huowang has been through it twice, and he knows what he needs to go through to get to that point.

He didn't want that hopeless experience to happen to his companions.

Otherwise he was really afraid that Chun Xiaoman would go crazy.

"Oh. I just think it's a pity for Sister Xiaoman, she lost a hand at such a young age..."

"Relax, I will find a way in the future. The world is so unreasonable, there is always a way to take her hand back."

Li Huowang didn't know whether to comfort himself or Bai Lingmiao.

Speaking of this, Li Huowang sniffed hard. "Do you smell it? Why is there a stench."

"Senior Brother Li, you have some dead flesh on your body. Of course it will stink when it rots."

"Rotten, smelly?"

Li Huowang, who suddenly heard the news, laughed. He laughed sincerely.

The rot is back, and in this world, the treacherous way of heaven is back to normal.

Now that the rot has returned, a new idea popped into Li Huowang's mind.

Since the rot is back, can the master also survive? Li Huowang made a random guess.

This may be wishful thinking, but it is a real possibility.

This unreasonable world, after all, anything happens, it is not accidental.

At this moment, there was even a strong urge in his heart, and he wanted to turn his head immediately and go back to Siqi Anci Temple to take a new look.

But impulsiveness is just impulsive, Li Huowang understands that he can't go back without saying anything.

I just killed Peng Longteng. Unless I want to court death, I'm afraid I won't be able to go there again in the past few years.

"The rot has come back. Did it come back on its own, or is there some existence that caused the rot to come back?" Li Huowang's thoughts gradually diverged.

Li Huowang remembered in his mind the Black Worm Bodhisattva that he had seen at Anci Nunnery before, which was made up of dense flies.

Zhengde Temple burns incense and worships the flesh-and-blood Buddha, and those monks obtain flesh-and-blood supernatural powers by doing that kind of thing with the flesh and blood.

Ao Nestorianism sacrifices pain to Baxu in order to gain new and various refined powers.

Does this mean that there is also some kind of existence responsible for decay?

Does the rotten disappearance mean something happened to him? And does the reappearance of decay mean that He is back in place again?

At this moment, Li Huowang's mind was thinking about these questions randomly.

In retrospect now, the strange death of the original teacher was very strange. She was so powerful that she would die in the pigsty.

"Are those beings at war? Shi Tai is just spreading it?"

Almost instinctively, Li Huowang recalled the things in Baiyujing, those in Baiyujing.

At the beginning, Li Huowang saw the things inside as if they were swallowing something through the hazy gate of yak.

"Could it be them?" When he began to recall what he saw that day, Li Huowang's expression showed a hint of pain, and his breathing gradually became short.

"Senior Brother Li, what's wrong with you?" Bai Lingmiao, who noticed the strangeness, quickly grabbed Li Huowang's hand.

Li Huowang tried his best to interrupt his thinking, repeating it over and over again. "Don't listen...don't want...don't want..."

In order to force himself to give up thinking, Li Huowang hurriedly looked up at Bai Lingmiao and said, "Where's the book? Where's the Huobao Zhenjing? It's the book wrapped in wax, bring it here!"

Bai Lingmiao rummaged around for a while, and was soon brought to him by the "Huobao Zhenjing" wrapped in transparent white wax.

As Li Huowang recited the incantation on the book, the white wax was ignited and gathered into a group of scorpions

It slowly climbed up on Li Huowang's charred body and healed Li Huowang's injuries.

It crawls slowly, the shallow burns gradually replace the deep ones, and the two kinds of burns gradually blend together, indistinguishable from each other.

The whole ox cart is filled with a special pungent smell.

Li Huowang breathed a sigh of relief from the pain. He now needs pain to disrupt his thoughts.

I shouldn't think about those things now. Those things have become a foregone conclusion, and they have nothing to do with me. Those are what big people want.

What I should think about now is how to work hard to live.

Maybe wait until you are strong enough to consider these.

Suddenly Li Huowang thought of something, raised his neck and asked Bai Lingmiao, "Where's "Da Qian Lu"? It's the red bamboo slips."

The burning scorpion disappeared with the sound of Li Huowang's incantation, and suddenly dispersed into a pool.

Hearing Daqianlu, Bai Lingmiao's expression seemed a little hesitant, but in the end she turned around and got off the carriage.

Li Huowang's keen hearing could vaguely hear the sound of arguments outside.

A few quarters later, Bai Lingmiao came in with a red bamboo slip.

Li Huowang tensed all over with force, and turned over in Bai Lingmiao's exclamation.

"Come on, tear the black scab off my back and stick that thing on my back."

Since my skin hasn't grown yet, I can just take this opportunity to cover the "Da Qian Lu" on my body.

On the day when my skin grows well, Daqianlu just happens to be buried in the skin.

In the future, you don't have to take it out and spread it out every time you use it, and the shot will be more unexpected.

Before Li Huowang wondered why the Nestorian's Hand San hung "The Great Thousand Records" on his chest.

Now he suddenly understands that since there must be a reason for existence.

Bai Lingmiao clearly understood the reason why Li Huowang did this, "Brother Li, do you really have to do this? It hurts, and if you do this, others will no longer be able to use this "Da Qian Lu" in the future."

Li Huowang nodded firmly. "Yes, that's what I want."

This time it was Chun Xiaoman who lost his arm, the next time God knows who it is.

"Daqianlu" is too easy to use, and someone will definitely follow it. In this case, it is better to hide "Daqianlu" in one's own skin once and for all.

Bai Lingmiao bit her lip and did as she did. With the trembling of her incomparably white hands, she buckled the black scab on Li Huowang's back~IndoMTL.com~ The ox cart suddenly recalled Li Huowang's screams.

Below the black scab is the flesh and blood that is constantly oozing blood and tissue fluid, and the red Daqianlu is carefully spread out and covered.

Li Huowang turned over again, with a painful expression on his face, pushing back and pressing "Da Qian Lu" into his body.

After everything is over, it can finally come to an end. Li Huowang, who is exhausted, wants to take a good rest, slowly closed his eyes, and wants to have a good rest.

Between half asleep and half awake, Li Huowang opened his eyes again and looked at Bai Lingmiao.

"Is there anything on Peng Longteng? Did you take it?"

Bai Lingmiao nodded, "The dog said that those armor pieces can be sold for money, and they were all carried on the ox cart, and even the giant halberd."

"He said that this magical weapon, even if it can't be used, can be melted and re-forged in the future."

"Apart from the armor and the halberd on Peng Longteng's body, what else did you find from her?"