Fantasy World Transmigration Chapter 87: The smallpox is falling like loose gold
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A thin figure wearing sackcloth quietly touched Lutai under the dim sky. He walked along the inconspicuous corners of Lutai ’s tall attic, carefully avoiding the patrol guards, and walked outside the palace. go with.
When he didn't notice the guards, he picked up the corner of his hakama, bare feet, and stumbled forward.
In fact, a slave is extravagant even to run, there is no thick humus layer of deciduous woodland, no flat soft soil on the plain, the garden of the palace is full of shrubs, raised roots and stones, Running faster will stab your feet.
Not to mention, in order to prevent the slaves and untouchables from sneaking into the garden, King Yiqu ordered people to sprinkle a lot of sharp gravel here. Anyway, the nobles and the guards wore felt shoes on their feet, which were warm It is comfortable and can run freely in the gravel, catching up with the slaves who are not running like wind, and cutting off their heads.
But that figure seems to have lost sight of the gravel pieces that might scratch his feet. He staggered all the way and touched a hidden place where there was an innocent man in guard costume there.
The bodyguard saw the figure and quickly greeted him, whispering: "Did something come out?"
The skinny slave bowed his knees, revealing a flattering color and said, "Here we are! The king's life is strictly guarded. The slaves bribed the guards on duty, and the only ones that came out were freshly picked and dried. Good goods, not those that are taken off the ground and withered to fool your inferior goods. "
"Take it out and see!" the guard shouted, seeing that he was hesitant, and he became even harsher by three points.
The thin slave had no choice but to take out his arms, the thing wrapped in white cloth, dark gold, the dried mandala flowers shrunk into a ball, just like scattered gold The grains, piled together, exude a rich fragrance, the guard greedily leaned in front of the mandala and sniffed deeply.
The thin slave looked at him distressedly, as if sucking the weight of millet from this mouth, but he didn't dare to stop it, but the bodyguard knew that the matter was important and quickly wrapped it up again.
He weighed the dried mandala flower and said sharply, "Why is this so little, it's less than half a yam? This mandala flower is dried, about two baht, is it you? Have you collected only 120 mandala flowers in the past few days? You said ... Are you hiding it! "
"Don't dare slaves!" The thin slave said that his legs were soft, and he was horrified: "The slaves never dared to violate the order of the great wizard, but the sternness of the king's investigation, ordered the close guard to take Naman Datura flowers are made according to strains, and there are a lot of golden flowers on each mandala! "
"A few days ago, the king executed a slave girl who stole flowers. Nowadays, the guards in the palace of the whole mandala are in control. I will wait for a bribe to hide some of them. Each strain does not dare to steal too much. It was picked up by those noble bodyguards who had leaked through the fingers. "
"That hypocrisy has such a plan?" The guard was shocked and angry. This smuggling of the mandala from the palace is extremely important. It concerns the great wizard's importance to himself. If this line is tightened again, In the eyes of the great wizard, the future is not optimistic, how can he get ahead?
The slave next to him said hatefully: "It was all the Middle-Eastern merchants who offered advice, he asked the king for arbitrariness, and wanted to encapsulate all the mandala flowers in Lutai. Shaking, still thinking! "
The bodyguard Wen Yan sneered: "These natives will not make them feel better after the big wizard gets the throne!"
The mandala dried flowers wrapped in white cloth were collected, the guards turned their heads around and turned a few times, then they went out of the palace and went straight to a mansion in the city. After entering the mansion, he handed over the things. A wizard then retreated, and the wizard carefully held something and came outside a main hall.
The wizard Juyan looked somberly at a wizard apprentice, and dumped the dark golden mandala flowers in the white veil into the gold bottle. Most of the bottles were already filled, and the mandala flower piles were like Loose gold, exuding a fascinating dark golden brilliance, Ju Yan extended his hand to carry the gold bottle, and smirked at the big wizards below who stared at the gold bottle greedily: "Just like this witch potion, are you satisfied? ? "
He said sharply, "There are more than ten million times more mandala voodoo in the hands of the hypocrite. Are we satisfied with what we have missed from him, and are we contented like dogs?"
Great wizard Juyan reached in, grabbed a handful of gold, and with a slight effort, he crushed the dried and shriveled mandala flowers into powder, and drew it in front of his nose. At one sip, the dark golden dust was sucked into the nasal cavity, and after a few breaths, the eyes of Wizard Juyan changed.
His murky and dull eyes suddenly brightened, as if infused with a strong mind, he felt that his spiritual sensation, which had become dull due to witchcraft, erosion of ghosts, ghosts, and toxins, became sharp again, and his skin was thin and loose The sense of touch becomes sensitive, and the consciousness is clear and divergent.
"It's really a magic medicine!" Sorrow Juyan sighed.
"The spirit of our ancestors can communicate with us. It can help us, listen, and see the traces of ubiquitous ghosts and spirits. With their power, it can make us sharp in spirit, sink into the spiritual realm, and touch those. Great, immortal power. See souls, bright ghosts. "
Ju Yan lamented: "So you will be so eager, greedy to get this elixir, processed into a witch medicine that breaks through the realm, pleases the gods, and increases mana."
"This elixir, the wizard used the ability to communicate ghosts and spirits, the warriors used infinitely powerful, more brave, even those slaves used, will work smarter, it can increase wisdom and make us more aware of The will of the ghosts and spirits can even make Jedis more flexible, powerful, and add energy and physical strength. "
"But this kind of heaven and earth treasure!" Wizard Ju Yan said angrily: "Actually controlled by the idiots and wastes of Quangao's clan, controlled by the hypocrite in Yiqu. The hypocrite was even in the palace. In the main hall, a large pile of spiritual incense is baked by the fire to fill the room of the wonderful mandala of the mandala. With those stupid and rotten aristocrats, in the main hall for fun and enjoyment, it is called bliss Yes. "
"This has attracted many nobles for Yiqu King!" A great wizard added: "Many clan nobles are no longer interested in ancestors and ghosts! Some nobles who have been to the Bliss Club told me; in Bliss At the meeting, Miaoxi, who smelled the pure land of joy, and indulged in enjoyment, could not live up to this life as a noble. "
"Otherwise live like those slaves and pariahs, what's the point?"
"And the aristocrat who smelled the mandala incense from the ceiling of the bliss of the Bliss world is convinced of the pure land of bliss. Even the monk who claimed to be the three gods of the Lingshan God Buddha and was not inferior to the bliss world could not convince him. Someone else. Yesterday he even declared that his pure land of Mita and pure land of Whirlpool also have immense mandala and Tianxiang. "Said another great wizard.
"Hahaha!" The words aroused a sarcastic laughter in this secret room.
Ju Yan sneered: "It's the scammer who is holding a bottle and showing people around his Xitian Pure Land? He is so nonsense, does anyone believe it?"
As soon as Ju Yan's voice fell, all the laughter stopped, and the great wizards became silent.
Ju Yan laughed a few times, and then grumbled: "There are still many people who believe that they do not believe in ancestors and ghosts, but they believe in the nonsense of a barbarian from a Western ghost party, detailing the so-called reincarnation. Reincarnation, Xitian Pure Land, even if these things were copied by the barbarian just a few days ago! Even if he said this today, he would slap his mouth tomorrow and change the statement. But some people still believe him and are convinced. "
"Maybe we can also make our own pure land!" said one wizard:
He dared to make this suggestion. He thought he would receive rebuttals from several big wizards, but surprisingly, no big wizard spoke, so after such silent encouragement, the secret room began to whisper. Discuss how to adapt this statement.
Silent Juyan sighed silently, why did he not know that this was digging his roots.
But after taking the mandala, Juyan was convinced of this ecstasy world where smallpox grows. In the pure land of bliss, there are also some things about the bliss of bliss! If there is no Elysium Pure Land, how could a strange flower such as a mandala bloom? The nobles of the Yiqu Kingdom, but wizards, are obsessed with the unfettered, free and happy joy of consuming mandala, and then yearn for the pure land of bliss that grows this wonderful flower.
Since the existence of Elysium, who does n’t want to log in to Elysium and enjoy the ultimate joy after death?
This is why several great wizards dare not obstruct the world of Elysium, and dare to offend the Amitabha who opened up the world of Elysium ... they also have time to die.
The celestial devil bliss picture, Chen Ang looked at the few souls that had just floated. These are some middle-aged nobles in Yiqu City. In winter, they are the days when the aging people pass the mark. Tibet is when the vitality converges and the blood is dormant, so the winter is like crossing the border. After the winter, when the spring is blooming and the vitality is sprouting, most of the old people in the body are aging and the mentally weak old people can withstand the winter of the following year.
These nobles are the elders who ca n’t stand it. Thanks to the flooding of mandala in Yiqu City, they have no pain to say goodbye to the world,
Enter a real hell.
"Transfer these souls to the Seventy-sixth world and prepare for the Styx corruption experiment." Chen Ang smiled slightly, showing a smile that was comparable to the gentle smiles of medical students on rabbits and mice.
"It is still starting now, there are too few experimental resources! Too few! When the Pure Land Sect is in full swing, everyone reads the Buddha, and enters the world of bliss, my tens of thousands of experimental projects can be started!" Chen Ang sighed : "The soul of these mandala-sucking souls is too poor, so they can only be used as a Styx corruption experiment to study the soul ecology and the waste utilization of the soul after corruption."
"Wait for those strong-willed and strong-spirit practitioners to come in, I will be able to start the project of torture in **** and fission of the soul's will!" Chen Ang's voice was a little regretful.