Guardian Chapter 98: Fusang Residual Wood, Yin Yang Fire Spirit

  The black candle, which is the yin fish under the coffin of Huangquanhe.

  At this time, a ray of soul splits into the appearance of a scholar.

   was standing outside the Mulberry Village on the outskirts of Kyoto, licking his lips with joy, and whispered "found".

  He lifted his foot into the village.

  Suddenly, there was a small, soft noise.

  It was the mulberry trees that were as tall as a house trembling.

  Each mulberry leaf slowly turns towards him with the movement of the black candlestick.

  Swipe all together like a phalanx on the parade ground.

  This weird scene did not attract the black candle's attention at all. The smile on his face was thick, his steps were steady, he didn't rush, every step seemed to be measured, exactly the same size.

  "What did you do?" The black man who had stopped Chen Feng before pointed the rake at the black candle again.

  There are still cow dung weeds hanging on the rakes, and the smell of hot smoke has not yet dissipated.

  "Come to collect the account." The black candle flicked his nose, smelling the smell, and his tone was calm.

  "What's the bill?" The big man tightened his nails and took a step forward to stop the black candle.

  "There are so many shit." The black candle stepped lightly, and he didn't see how he moved. The rakes suddenly caught fire and ran towards the big man's hands along the wooden pole.

  You said that the big man is not stupid.

  Holding the fire nail rake and jumping up and down, tossing around, don't know how to let go.

  Odd is strange, this big man is neither noisy nor screaming, letting the fire spread all over his body.

  In no time, the fire receded.

  A black, withered, charred coke man holding a nail rake, stood still, motionless.

  The black candle snorted coldly, and shook his head, seeming to be smiling bitterly, but also mocking.

  He passed the Coke Man, continued forward, and slowly disappeared into the night.

  The mulberry leaves that turned towards him, like they have lost the traction of a magnet, layer by layer, one tree after another, orderly twisting the natural posture of the leaf.

  A long time.

  Coke people sighed softly.

  The sound like an egg cracking, ranging from sparse to dense.

  The black shell on the rakes is attached to the body of the Coke Man, which peels off layer by layer, revealing the green onions.

  The black man shook, and the green onion came in.

  The man is connected to the rake, and it is actually a section of mulberry with a fork in the shape of a human.

  He shook his head and continued to patrol the village with the nail rake.

  Like everything that happened before, it's just a dream that has been forgotten.

  If Chen Feng had opened his eyes earlier, he would definitely find this anomaly.

  Unfortunately, blindfolding is a passive skill, not an active skill.

   Leave you alone, you won’t be okay with opening your eyes and blindly looking at Kiel.

  At the time of the Life and Death Ruins, Chen Feng opened his eyes to look at the tomb. He was almost blind when he saw the big fierce cover of Liuli's body. After that, Chen Feng felt a shadow in his heart, so don't look blindly.

  Sometimes, it’s not a good thing to be clear in front of you, but when the water is clear, there will be no fish.

  The black candlestick paces forward without hurries or slowness.

  I was admiring the plants and trees in Sangshu Village, and my eyes seemed to be in a trance of memories.

  "It's still a familiar taste." The black candle opened his arms, narrowed his eyes, inhaled deeply and held it back, and then exhaled a long stale breath.

  He stood outside Changchun's house, took a deep breath, and gently pushed open the half-covered courtyard door, looking at the two figures of the old and the young that were reflected on the window paper.

  The corners of the black candlestick’s mouth turned out subconsciously, "Catch insects, you haven’t seen it for hundreds of years, you still like self-directed and acted play tricks, aren’t you tired?"

  In the house, above the soil kang.

  The old man Changchun, who is too old to walk, is sweating like rain and working hard.

  The young daughter-in-law of his family, covered in fresh welts, is tied with dense ropes and cannot move.

  The pattern composed of this rope pattern looks like a net of mulberry roots densely buried in the ground.

  "My, my, life is my person, death is my ghost." Changchun has scarlet eyes and bloodshot eyes. She shook her body and shook again, making her whole person like a balloon leaking. Qi, the naked eye can see a thin circle, and slowly slumped down on the soil kang.

  "It's boring." The little daughter-in-law pushed away the dead piggy Changchun, her body tightened, and with the sound of banging, the rope on her body became a root in the ground.

  She got up in the middle of her bed, felt the fresh wounds on her body, and scraped a layer of flesh and blood with her fingers with interest, and sucked in her mouth.

  She has a sad face, her eyebrows are pleasing to the eye, and she smiles, as if she was born with a temperament of resignation.

  She looked out the window, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth through the window paper, "I just saw the sun, and then saw the black candle, this Yin and Yang fire spirit, gathered in Sangshu Village, is the hibiscus sacred tree going to resurrection."

  Out of the window.

  The black candle looked at each other from a distance, and talked through the window, “Catch insects, the sacred tree of Fusang has been destroyed long ago, and now only the remaining wood is waiting in this mulberry village for the time of the dead wood to come to spring. As for whether he can be resurrected, in fact, you and I know Du Ming, this time, I just want to take Yang Ming away. Don’t deny it. You know, I am one with Yang Ming Yin and Yang. I will naturally know if she is or not."

  "An old friend has not been seen for many years, why not enter the house to recount the old, everyone should go out to support the sang, they should have been supported." Zhuozhulang scratched the new wound on his body, and turned to refer to the sword, piercing Changchun's fiercely. The ribs lifted his collapsed body in front of his eyes, and his eyes were full of joy.

  Chang Chun didn’t know the pain, as if overdose of anesthetic in his body, still whispering in his mouth, "Life is my person, death is my ghost."

  The black candle shook his head, his tone was neither happy nor sad, "If you hadn't used chaos to cut the main branch of the sacred tree, how could the void beast have a chance..."

   interrupted the black candle with a sneer.

  Zhulang laughed and said: "If it weren't for me, you two, could you be free? If it weren't for me, could there be something you call for the wind and rain afterwards?"

  "Yes, thanks to you." The hatred that flashed in the black candle's eyes was fleeting, "You cut me and Yang Ming, and we were divided into two. We almost didn't die in that battle. "

  There is a long period of peace in the window.

   Then sighed, catching the worm Lang's slightly disappointed voice sounded, "Speaking of what is the use of those, as far as it goes, our entire Fusang family has been calculated by the void beast, and I continue to break the foundation and fall on This worldly pours the remnants of the hibiscus tree, and waits for the dead tree to come in spring, and it’s just an atonement."

  "Atonement?" The corners of the black candle's mouth were full of disdain, "Can you finish the redemption, plunder the living, and pour it out with yang, can God be deceived?"

  "Heaven can't deceive itself, so..." Catch the insects opened the window, put his arms on the edge of the window, smiled and said to the black candle: "So let you and Yang Ming come to water it."

  The black candle raised its brows, and withdrew half a step, thinking for a moment, his eyes showed clear understanding, and he said in amazement: "You don't want to wait for the sacred tree of Fusang to fall in spring. Do you want to refine it?"

   "That's right, stupid fish."

  "Yin and yang are eaten by both fishes, and you have to catch the insects and get the bait yourself."

  "Since you want to be one with Yang Ming so much, I will satisfy you."

  Three different sounds, surrounded in three different directions.

  The figure floats in the dark, and three people appear.

  One person, full of black robe, face covered, only hazy eyes exposed.

  One person, his face is as deep as water, his face has a beard, and his face is miserable, like a dead father and mother.

  One person, six feet tall, with muscular knots, and a face full of rebelliousness.

  ………………

  Who are the three?

  The leader of the cave digger, respectful servant.

  Slashing the Demon Hall's flag, Lin Xiaomu.

  Nan Dou Ke is called the soul master, the number two of the seven kills.

  The black candlestick is not flustered at first, a little bit, frowning.

  "Don't bother, I want to contact the deity? I'm afraid it is wishful thinking." Catch Jongro jumped out of the window and sealed the black candle's retreat with the other three.

  The attendant raised the birdcage in his hand. There was a faint red koi with a single whisker in the cage.

  He shook the bird cage, the invisible net, covering the world, this Changchun courtyard, isolated from the inside and outside, became a small independent space.

  "You..." The black candle stared at the respected attendant, and wanted to say that walking as Huangquan, how dare you? After thinking about it, since the person is already here, to say this again, it seems a bit idiot.

The attendant    seemed to see through the black candle's thoughts, and smirked, "It's a mere Huangquan, and the Lord is not in the eyes."

  "I understand, you are the one who messed up the yin and yang of the void monster." The black candle's face gradually became serious, and he turned to face the other two people again, "What about you, why?"

  Lin Xiaomu touched the beard on his face and was too lazy to deal with it.

  Seven Kill Two snapped out her fingers, shook her neck, and smiled, "I just want to eat sashimi. This is not enough."

  The black candle shook his head, his eyes showed sarcasm, "I can guess it without telling me, just rely on you? I also want to refine the aura of Fusang residual wood? You...how dare you."

   Before everyone responded, he shook his head and added: "I have been to the ruins of the sword furnace and deduced cause and effect. From the so-called demon market to the gambling shop to the sword furnace, such a big battle is my soul. He Yang Min’s remnant? What you are planning, apart from refining the remaining aura, I’m afraid it’s much more than that."

  "What if it is, what if it is not? I will tell you when I cut your deity in the future." Seven Kills No.2 called "hands" and took the lead.

  He pinched his hands with both hands, and an afterimage quickly appeared.

  The roar soaring to the sky sounded, and a semi-transmitted giant python appeared.

  Lin Xiaomu clenched his brows and felt heavy when seeing the image of the giant python.

  This giant python is half of the essence of his mother’s natal period. Lin Enda died for the first time. In order to resurrect him, the python fought against the seven kills 2 who came to seduce his soul. Later, he was paid with half of the essence of his life. , Got the way to resurrect Lin Enda.

  Seven Kill Two, refine this essence of life, as one of their own methods.

  The giant python at this time is no longer Lin Xiaomu's old lady.

  Lin Xiaomu's sorrow starts from the heart, half-demon bloodline, whole body scaly, silver-white luster covering the whole body.

  He wrinkled all over his body, layers of snake scales rubbed against each other, making a rattle-like beep.

  He is like an armored warrior covered in silver armor. His pupils are directly erected into snake eyes. Huang Mang Zhan Zhan, with charm skills, stepped into the sky, and flew into the sky.

  The servant will not be able to use the Yin and Yang Dao, this yellow spring walking thing, at this time, will it be the help of the black candle if it is displayed at this time.

  He took off his belt and shook his hand, a black diamond that tore the void exploded.

  This is the body hair of the void beast. A single root has the power to cut the void. Just imagine how terrifying the void beast's deity is.

  Catch the insects instead of advancing and retreating, a green-green mulberry branch was drilled in the soil under his feet, and a pair of two-color circling scissors were in chaos on that branch.

  She stretched out her hand and grabbed it again and again, and she held a pair of scissors that were so common in style that they were exactly the same as tree-cutting scissors.

  Catch insects, cut trees, hibiscus wood.

  She was the servant who pruned the branches of the hibiscus sacred tree, watered and caught insects.

  The scissors that can trim sacred trees, can they be ordinary sacred soldiers?

  This chaotic temperature-raised scissors is also called dragon grit. It means that the strength of the scissors can be compared to the bite of a dragon.

  Faced with four people to encircle and suppress.

  The black candle is rubbed into a circle.

  I saw the yin and yang circulating, and a Tai Chi picture spread out from under his feet.

  Two stars shine.

  The bright blazing sun, the ghost fire, the flames of two colors, the two colors of yin and yang spread out, which is indescribable.

  It's just that the yang fire is exuberant, and the yin fire is nothingness, not real.

  The yin and yang fish on the hibiscus tree, as a rare fire spirit in the world, is originally a unified yin and yang Tai Chi fire, which can evolve into the existence of thousands of real fires.

  It's just that the black candle at this time is just a ray of soul-dividing, and the other half of the sun is only a trapped body. The power of this Yin-Yang Tai Chi fire is greatly reduced.

  The so-called lonely yin does not give birth to lonely yang is not long, this seemingly fierce Tai Chi fire, if it only appears, it will be short-lived, and the Yang fire will remain.

  The black candle is attacking the Quartet alone with the lack of yin and yang and Tai Chi fire, and when Ephesus fights, he is passive.

  The four people cooperated skillfully, this one seems to have been rehearsed for a long time.

  The dragon's teeth of Catch Chong Lang bit open the way, the scissors bite up and down, it seems that there is the sound of dragon chants, and that Yang Huo is cut out a slow-healing channel.

  A cut through the fire, the power of this cut is terrifying.

  Lin Xiaomu, who was covered in scales and armor, followed closely, and followed the passage to bully him.

  The black candle's eyes shrank, the sun covered his hands, and the huge fire fist exploded in the air.

   Seven Kill 2's manifested giant python came first and was extremely flexible, holding Lin Xiaomu's body, and taking him away in the air.

  Lin Xiaomu's vertical pupils gleamed, and her charm skills directed towards the soul of the black candle.

  The black candle has a tingling sensation and a brief dizziness.

  In normal times, the vertigo in less than a second does not pose any threat.

  But under the four players.

  Black candlestick.

  Danger.

  Zun Shi’s Hei Ling draws the black candlestick at a tricky angle.

  The void exploded, and the air cracked into irregular dark patterns, the body of the black candle was directly broken, and the disappeared flesh and blood seemed to evaporate out of thin air.

  He stepped on Tai Chi, and the fire began to set in a prairie fire. The sun fire suddenly intensified, soaring more than ten times than before.

  I saw this small space resembling a volcanic eruption, dozens of flaming molten lava sprayed out, and the isolated birdcage formation was blocked in the air.

  Looking at it from a distance, the blast of molten slurry blooms and spatters.

  This small courtyard is riddled with holes, and there are lava flying flowers in the sky under the small space.

  The corners of the black candlestick's mouth raised slightly, and the thumb wiped the blood from the lips. This clumsy foreshadowing of the hand really worked wonders.

  The four were embarrassed, and their bodies were covered with spots scalded by molten flames.

  But.

  This is not fatal enough.

  "Hmph, the fight of the trapped beasts." Instead, the catcher put away his dragon teeth, and patted the ground. The small world was crisp and green, green buds bursting, and mulberry branches broke out from the ground. .

  "You, it's impossible, the aura of hibiscus wood, how did you refine it." The black candle's eyes showed shock and fell into a brief trance.

  "Although it's not much, but it's enough for you." Zhuozhulang poured out the flames of molten lava with the aura of the sacred hibiscus, which seemed to take all of her energy away.

  She stretched out her hand and exclaimed: "Don't be deceived by his appearance, you can control the yin fish of Huangquan, you are all pretending now."

  I have to say, the enemy who knows you best must be the previous one.

  The respected servant who was about to make a successful sneak attack heard the words, he did not advance and retreated, and Hei Ling emptied, the direction of the draw was not the black candle, but behind him.

  There is nothing there.

   But it was an explosion in the void, and a sarcophagus broke into two pieces out of thin air.

  In the sarcophagus, yellow spring water vented out.

  The dark yellow color replaces the dark red small world.

   "Beware of your hand." Zunshi plucked out a curl on his head that was obviously thicker than other hairs, and poured it directly into the yellow spring water.

  The curls melted directly.

When    melted, a black hole appeared.

  The black hole just swallowed most of the yellow spring water.

  The black hole flickered several times and disappeared without a trace with a bang.

   disappeared at the same time.

  More.

  The black candle gradually dissolving in the Tai Chi fire.

  "Not good." Catch the insect Lang shouted, "Yellow spring water, the real black candle is in the yellow spring water, and his goal is Yang Ming."

  "It's late." In the remaining half of the yellow spring water, a scholar's face floated up and touched the bird cage with a weird twisted body of water.

  ……