Chapter 162 Blood Pond Hell (4000 words)

This trick of the Shaman Witcher's injury is really powerful, not only the injury can be recovered, it seems that even the pain will be greatly reduced. When the facial force is beaten, it will not be affected by drama.

Even if Daoran really arranges the sea of ​​swords and mountains, it is estimated that those shaman can go up without changing.

Dao Ran is not afraid of fighting with them. The effect of [King Kong is not bad +3] makes him even ignore the attack of the magic weapon. If the time is long, the other party will always be able to support

The field test cannot be dragged.

At that time, it would not be punished for this group of shamans, but let them have the opportunity to show their ability in front of everyone, and became sanctified before the Liao people played.

And once their reputation spread to the palace, maybe the Emperor Da Zhou would tell them that they would see them. Then the dance of the extremely mantra jumped, and Da Zhou was about to be over.

Tao not only wants to win, but also to win beautiful, compare the other party completely, so that this group of Sauman wizards will become a jumping beam clown.

"Well, why don't you teach this." Dao Ran said with emotion.

On the way to decorate ... No, it is a professionalism in front of people, and the Buddhist door is professional.

But from childhood to large, Fahai did not teach Tao Ran's means. Only the unchanged Luohan boxing. Zheng Ran saw that the two familiar shadows emerged in the cabin.

Take a closer look, it turned out to be a big head ghost Luoho and long tongue locust salary.

The big head ghostly arched with Tao Ran with a short hand and said politely: "Master Tao Ran, meet again."

"It's a coincidence, the two came again." Dao Ran said quickly.

The big head shook his head and said, "It's not a coincidence, the two of our brothers came for the mage."

Daoran's face changed, isn't it, this is the early death of Yingnian? He is good in his body.

"Oh, Master Dao Ran, don't get me wrong, your Shouyuan grows. However, today, this matter is a bit reckless." The big head ghost said, reaching out to the side.

The empty shadow of the face appeared in the empty cabin. Even if the corpse was burned to ashes, the soul was exactly the same as when I was alive.

The soul of Wan Yanli just had a shape, and before he had time to find Dao Ran, the long tongue next to him put the chain on the chain, wrapped around the circle, and then began to stick the spell.

Wan Yanli was stiff, and he could only let the long tongue play with the long tongue.

"Master Dao Ran, you will still raise your hands in the future and take the initiative to kill this. Please also do as little as possible, otherwise we are not good -looking on the face of Lu Judging. Thanks to you a few days ago

I feel comfortable, otherwise the Shouyuan I may have to be deducted before. "

Dao Ran wanted to say that the Shouyuan was deducted that year, but if he thought about it, Dao Ran felt a bit strange. Asked: "It's not the first time that the little monk is committed to killing the ring.

Brother reminds himself? "

Since going down the mountain, Daoran has killed Lan Ruo Temple, killing spiders, killing seven love real people ... It can be said that it is full of blood, but it can't count it at all.

I didn't say half a sentence before, why did I suddenly start reminding him not to kill?

"That's not the same, Master Tao Ran, before today, that's completely different. The killings you made before were mostly the hands of Tianlong Babu, and it was just killed a spider essence.

The Taoist priest of the Shi Zen was a torch who died in the body. Seven love people died of resentment soul back, not you handled it in person. As for the monk of Nalin Yin Temple, you were to save people at that time.

You are resentful to him. "

Tao Ran carefully pondered, it seems that it is really. Until the mountain, the human being who has been killed by himself seems to be two.

The first killing was the Taoist monk who poisoned the people of Hangzhou. There was no fluctuation in his heart. The second murderer became torture after torture, and he was really a ruthless protagonist style.

"Master Tao Ran, the rules set by the saints, and the disability of the same family is a big sin. Before that, Lu Judo was also going to report your merit to Yan Wang. If you kill someone again, Lu Jun may eat and hang up. He knows that I will follow you

With one side, I quickly let me remind me. "

How to kill someone by yourself also affects the title of the prefecture's judge. What magical cause and effect is this?

"The same family is disabled? It means that it is not the same family?

"Oh, equality of sentient beings is the rules of Buddhism, not the rules of saints. Things are galloping and heaven, there are always weak meat and strong food in the world, and mortals have to eat meat. What sin can they have?

"The big head ghost explained.

Tao Ran thought, it turns out that the sage does not bird the Buddha door, and you have too many noodles.

"I was taught, but sometimes, the little monk couldn't bear his anger. Except for the killing, he couldn't find other ways." Dao Ran said frankly.

"I know, I know, there are always some people in this world that even the Buddha has seen it." The big head said that he was still having a good face and made him scream.

"But the mage, you forgot one thing, even if you killed him, isn't it still to be sentenced to sentence in the end. The key is not killing, but being punished. Master you, you can only feel that there is nothing else to kill.

The method. "The big head ghost said.

"Also ask Brother Lu to give pointers." Dao Ran sincerely asked for advice.

"Simply, the most cruel punishment in the world is eighteen layers of hell. I can borrow a hint of hell to punish the wicked.

He, keep the wicked crying and shouting to make you give him a happy. "The big head proudly said.

After listening to his heart, Dao Ran was suddenly found, and Ma San's existence was discovered by the prefecture.

However, the big head seemed to not care about Ma San, not only did he not seize the meaning of sending into the reincarnation, but he was also willing to teach him spells.

"Let Ma San seem to stop regenerating the dead book, wouldn't there be any problems to learn this spell?" Dao Ran asked.

The big head shook his head and said, "The mage is unknown. There are more people who are unknown in the life and death book of life on the day.

There are less than 70 % of the replenishment now. No one dares to mention it now. When you mention Lu's sentence, we will be beaten up. We all happen. "

It turned out that the prefecture was also rotten, and Tao Ran became more and more felt that the prefecture government was grounded. It really deserves to eat public meals.

The big head ghosts were so clear, and Tao Ran naturally did not refuse. Take out the copper bowl and put out Ma San out.

At this time, Ma San has completely become a seven or eight -year -old child, and as long as the eyes on the forehead are closed, it is strictly stitched, and the flaws cannot be seen at all.

What is even more amazing is that at this time Ma San already has the texture of flesh and blood, and is no longer a translucent jelly.

"It can be practiced to this extent, this child is unhappy." The big head ghost said with emotion.

Tao Ran was thinking that Ma San looks young and is actually tens of years old, but after thinking about it, this big head seems to have seen the big saint's trouble. In the age, it seems that the child does not seem to be too much.

Then, then

Dao Ran told Ma San's original committee and asked Ma San whether he was willing to learn.

Ma Sanyi was ignorant and only answered: "Master Dao Ran, let me learn, I will learn."

In Ma San's opinion, Daoran is the best person to him in this world, but it seems that he has never been able to help any busy. Ma San can cultivate to this realm today, it is completely because of inferiority.

Give him away.

It was just that Ma San never fought with others, and Tao did not understand the characteristics of ghosts practice, so no one knows how much he has now.

And now, Dao Ran probably saw a little.

Because not only the big head ghosts, but even the long tongue who has been working beside him turned to look at Ma Sanyi, the dead fish -like eyes changed a little more change.

"I guess that Master Tao Ran followed the Qi Xiu Xianxian, but I didn't expect to have been repaired. You have been doing this to learn this" Hell Merid Change "easily."

As soon as the big head ghost rubbed, the green light came out in front of him, condensed into a scroll, and handed it to Ma San.

"Open it and take a look." The big head ghost said.

Ma San took it over and glanced at it. He was scared to open his third eyes. He was about to throw the scroll, but listened to the big head and said, "Don't throw it, stare at it, which picture looks comfortable.

See which one, don't give up, give up again, it is even harder to learn again. "

Ma San's naive little face was frightened, as if there were extremely scary things on this scroll. Dao Ran looked at Yu Xin couldn't bear it, and said to him, "Don't force it, it doesn't matter if you can't learn."

When Ma San heard this, he immediately widened three eyes and stared at the scroll: "Master Tao Ran, I can learn."

Dao Ran suddenly felt a little guilty, as if he had given children too much pressure.

Dao Ran also took the opportunity to take a look, but in his opinion, the scroll was blurred, and he couldn't even see what he had.

After a while, the scroll turned into the green light disappeared, and it was completely integrated into Masan's body.

"Not bad, I understand the blood pool hell. It seems that you and I have a fate." As soon as the big head ghost rubbing his fingers, there was a three -stranded three -strand fork.

"This is the weapon I used when I was in the sixteenth floor of the blood pool of blood pools. Now it is useless. With this thing, you can better understand the blood pool hell of the hell." The big head ghost will take the blood red three -strand fork.

Add to Ma San.

Seven or eight -year -old children holding a three -strand fork taller than adults, looking a bit funny, but Tao Ran can feel the boundless bloody breath from this fork. This thing is not the magic weapon I have seen before

The same, maybe, can already be called a magic weapon.

And Dao Ran also heard some very important information from the words of the big head. This one was the ghost of the 16th floor of the blood pool hell. In addition, his relationship with the prefecture's judge seems very good, and he has experienced Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi Qi

The Great Event of the Great His Holy Land.

It seems that these signs are not as simple as ordinary ghosts. Maybe the local government is also a figure.

Daoran felt that he was lucky to get to know such a person, and he would have someone to take care of him even if he went to hell in the future.

Ma San had already learned the "Hell Sutra Transformation Diagram". At this time, the long-tongued ghost also finished his work and curled his tongue to signal to the big-headed ghost.

Daoran said to the taciturn ghost, "Thank you, Brother Huai."

The long-tongued ghost seemed to have done nothing. In fact, he deliberately slowed down his movements. Otherwise, a mere ghost would not have been busy for so many days. It was clearly to give Ma San enough time to learn. This favor was indeed

Urgent in my heart.

The long-tongued ghost's expression did not change, but he nodded to Daoran, and the two of them had established a friendship.
To be continued...