Luo Fu Chapter 95: Mu Daozi

Chapter 95 Mu Daozi

"Are you here to get the Sansheng Stone?"

Beside a fire with beeping firewood, Luo Bei and Patriarch Heifeng sat.

The two of them are already near the Yeerqiang River outside the pass, surrounded by endless mountains and plains, and there is a desolate and bitter cold atmosphere everywhere.

After Zhenze obtained the thousand-year-old bodhi seeds, Patriarch Heifeng changed a few more carriages, but went all the way to the northwest. After dozens of days, he passed Gaocang Mansion and left the customs.

Although it is still late autumn at this time, the vicinity of the Yeerqiang River in the plateau basin is already in the middle of winter. There is a thick layer of ice crust on the surface of the river, and the black land has already turned It became a piece of frozen soil, as hard as iron. In the thick cold, only some ferns that were not afraid of the severe cold crawled on the ground, and even some low shrubs had lost their leaves, leaving only needle-like twigs .

"Your head is not as stubborn as your temperament." Patriarch Heifeng was wearing a black blanket made of yak hair, squinting his eyes, as if closing his eyes to rest his mind, and It seems to be taking a nap.

"You also do something and don't do something. How can I be stubborn." After leaving the customs, there was no grooming for more than ten days, and Luobei's face was already full of dust. When Qi Qi just came out of Shushan, he looked more mature and his expression was more determined.

"Bah, I don't believe that I can't beat you, a junior." Patriarch Heifeng tucked the blanket, "After I get the Sansheng Stone, I'll go get a set of soul-hunting needles first, and then concoct you every day, see You can't bear it."

Just hearing the name of the Hooking Needle, Luo Bei knew that it must be another magic weapon to torture people, but he was not frightened, nor did he argue. Wutongzi is in the hands of Wuhu Sanren, so whose hand is the three-living stone?"

Patriarch Heifeng was not bothered, and said: "The Sansheng Stone is produced in Zhaoyao Mountain, and Mu Daozi has a few pieces in his hand."

"Mu Daozi? He is also a figure in the Eight Great Demon Dao."

Looking at the flickering flames blown by the strong wind on the plateau, Luobei asked another question that he had been wanting to ask for a long time, "You and Mu Daozi are called the Eight Great Demon Dao, but you are in the Taoist sect In his eyes, he doesn't respect etiquette, acts impermanently, and has a high level of cultivation to get this name, so among the real monsters cultivated by other primates, are there any people with high levels of cultivation?"

"There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. I don't know how many people with high cultivation bases in this world." The ancestor Heifeng raised his eyelids, "Naturally, there are powerful heroes among the monsters. Zhanzhou Ze There are many demon cultivators in the land and Zhaoyao Mountain. Even Kunlun and you Shushan haven't dared to go deep into it these years, doing what you call eradicating demons. The most famous demon cultivators in the world are the three kings: Beiming King, Jiushen King, Fox Demon King. These three are equally famous, and two of them even fought against Kunlun. Even the characters in the Ten Golden Immortals were unable to defeat them. It is estimated that their cultivation base is much higher than mine. As for Masters of cultivating demons...Kunlun has used vicious tactics in the past few years, but instead "forced" many masters of cultivating demons to the southern continent, and this southern continent has also become a climate. There are still a few old ghosts sitting in town. I don't know when you guys Dapai will fight against Nanzhou again."

The black wind patriarch was speaking, suddenly a few emerald-like green lights flashed in the desolate and bitterly cold wilderness.

Two groups of huge black shadows appeared in Luo Bei's eyes. They were two huge figures with a head like a lion, but a figure like an elongated bear body covered in white fur. beast.

Compared with the strong and thick limbs, the head like a lion's head seems a bit small. The sharp claws of these two strange beasts are black, like sharp knives, and they are more than three feet long. Walking on the frozen ground, they also left deep grooves.

This is the ferocious and strange beast snow-haired lion that is unique to the bitter cold plateau in the Yeerqiang area.

In some anecdotes, there are occasional records of this kind of strange beast, and the words are usually full of fear, because this snow-haired lion is not only ferocious, but also has thick skin and flesh, hard to hurt with sharp weapons, and amazing strength. Sometimes a large caravan with hundreds of people staying overnight will be found torn to pieces in the daytime because of this strange beast.

These two snow-haired lions should have spotted the fire from afar and came running long distances, with long white breaths from their mouths. Getting closer, Luo Bei's body is extremely small compared to these two strange beasts.

But seeing the two snow-haired lions rushing towards him, Luo Bei just said, "Don't come here."

In this sound, there was sigh and pity instead.

It's a pity that these two strange beasts don't know how to look at people's expressions at all, so the two snow-haired lions uttered a loud roar, opened their mouths fiercely to reveal their white teeth, and jumped up to face When Luobei and Heifeng ancestors bit down, there were two rustling sounds, and two sharp arrow-like winds penetrated from their foreheads, and then pierced from the back of their heads, killing them instantly with the power contained in them. At the same time, the two snow-haired lions also beat the two snow-haired lions so that they turned over in the air and landed heavily on both sides of the fire.

Patriarch Heifeng didn't speak, but with a flash of black light in his hand, he took the Three Thousand Buddhas like a knife and axe, and cut off the head of one of the snow-haired lion roars, holding it in one hand and pouring it A few mouthfuls of blood.

The snow-haired lion roared fiercely, but the black wind patriarch was even fiercer than them!

Although Patriarch Heifeng's face was long and narrow, he beheaded his head and drank his blood, but it was full of barbaric and heroic spirit.

After gulping a few mouthfuls of Xue'mao' Lion's blood, Heifeng Patriarch directly handed the Snow'Mao' Lion's head to Luobei.

Luo Bei didn't say anything, and after frowning, he took a few mouthfuls.

The strong eat the weak, the ancestor Heifeng used many means to torture Luo Bei along the way, and it is not the first time that this kind of ruthless drink blood, if Luo Bei refuses to follow, the ancestor Heifeng still has many methods, and In addition to these tortures, the two described the master and apprentice instead, and the blood of this strange beast, for Luo Bei, who is not high in cultivation, can just drive out the cold.

After handing the head of the snowy "hair" lion to Luobei, the ancestor of Heifeng didn't look at Luobei, but fixedly looked at the other snowy "hairy" lion that he killed Yes, he narrowed his eyes suddenly, and squeezed a few formulas with both hands.

Several streaks of black air suddenly rushed out from the seals that the ancestor of Heifeng clasped his hands, and rushed in from the snout of the snow-haired lion. In an instant, Luobei saw The body of this snow-haired lion shriveled quickly as if dehydrated, and the skin and flesh were tightly attached to the bones.

But the tightened flesh seems to be tempered fine steel. It looks like black iron, with a metallic luster, and even the white hair all over the body suddenly changes. It became black.

With a "roar", the snow-haired lion who had already been killed suddenly stood up.

"He has seen the great art of the corpse **** and is testing the formulas in it."

Looking at this black, haunted ghostly aura, sunken eyes, and full of snow-haired lions like fine steel, Luo Bei immediately reacted.

Patriarch Heifeng looked at this eerie black snow-haired lion, seemed a little satisfied, stretched out his hand, and suddenly shot another blast. With a sound of "Puff", the black snow-haired lion's roar was hit without moving, as if defeating leather, this blow was exactly the same as the two blows just now, even ordinary steel plates It may be able to shoot through, but this time it did not shoot a hole in the head of the black snow-haired lion. 』The "zombie" of the lion is really like a cast steel.

However, the snow-haired lion made by the ancestor Heifeng looks much worse than the two bronze-armored corpses. Corpse and the like are already shaped like magic weapons, and they need to be smelted with other materials when refining, and they cannot be refined with such a simple technique.

Luobei knows that this kind of low-level technique is useless to the ancestor Heifeng, but at the moment he can use such a technique casually, obviously he has carefully studied the method of the corpse god. For the materials used to refine the corpse **** general spirit, if you meet a suitable corpse, with the method of the ancestor Heifeng, you may be able to refine a corpse **** general spirit very quickly.

At this moment, Patriarch Heifeng sat down again, and Luobei had been imprisoned by him with spells, unable to cultivate, so he could only ask more questions to gain more knowledge, so he asked again: "Are we here?" Wait, is Taoist Mu passing by here?"

"He's not going to pass here ~IndoMTL.com~ but here." Heifeng Patriarch said.

"It's here?" Luo Bei looked at Patriarch Heifeng in surprise, not knowing what Patriarch Heifeng meant by saying that.

"Mu Daozi's weapon refining skills are numbered in the world, but he doesn't have much research on magic circles, and he has a lot of powerful opponents." Heifeng ancestor looked at Luobei and said, "he happened to find a senior ancient here. The cave is protected by an extremely powerful formation, but this formation is somewhat similar to Chile's mountain protection formation. Once opened, he cannot enter or exit, but Chile's formation is too perverted, and the protection is the best in the world. You can't go in and out every year, but Mu Daozi can go in and out every day when the moon is in mid-heaven."

"When the moon is in the middle of the sky?"

Luobei looked up.

Because this location is on a plateau, the sky and stars appear clearer and brighter. When Luo Bei looked up, he saw that the sky was cold, the moon and stars were sparse, and a picturesque crescent moon was already approaching the climax.

After about a stick of incense, a mirage-like phantom of water waves rippled out, tens of miles out in front of my eyes, on the originally seemingly empty mountain wasteland, a red and white building appeared impressively, leaning against a A palace built on a hill.

"Mu Daozi, here I come! Why don't you bring out some of your snow lotus condensate to entertain me."

The voice of Patriarch Heifeng spread far away in the empty wasteland.

"Huh?"

But half a stick of incense passed, but there was no sound around, and the huge red and white palace was dead silent.