Chapter thirty-seven: clumsy and effective challenge to ask for a monthly pass)
"I drove this road and planted this tree. If you want to cross this road and leave the money to buy the road, you are a robber. Do you understand that you are the target of robbery?" The man in black said angrily, even slightly.
Have a little self-doubt.
"I didn't open a road or cut down a tree, so why did I leave the treasure? Did the fellow Taoist recognize the wrong person?" Zhao Shoushou, who looked innocent, asked in confusion, as if he really didn't understand the situation in front of him.
"The elm-headed man is stupid and hopeless. I really don't know how he got on the road of spiritual practice. He quickly left the treasure behind and left quickly." The conversation between the two people was simply inconsistent.
The monks who came to rob him were so angry that they almost fainted.
"Fellow Taoist is really experienced and has a smart mind. When Zhao embarked on the path of spiritual practice, he was forced to teach by an old man who was about to die a few years ago, which disrupted his free fishing life." Zhao Shoushou still looks innocent.
, but the words that came out of his mouth were so infuriating.
"You are considered lucky when you embark on the path of spiritual practice, but you deserve to be unlucky when you meet someone." A ferocious smile appeared on the face of the man in black. At this point, he felt that he could easily deal with the little guy in front of him.
"Fellow Taoist is the first monk Zhao met. This is a lucky thing. Please give me some advice." Zhao Shoushou even had a sincere look on his face and even bowed deeply to show his sincerity.
Even though the man in black was experienced in interception and killing, he was a little distracted when faced with this unusual turn of events. At this moment, Zhao Shoushou, who was bending down and bowing, flashed a stern look in his eyes. In each hand, he had a first-level low-grade fireball talisman and a
The last first-level low-grade golden arrow talisman is already on the verge of being activated.
The two first-level low-grade cormorants that were originally behind him and had never shown their body shape were swimming to both sides under his guidance. They were also brewing their own innate spells, waiting for a sharp strike at any time.
"The golden arrow shot out and the fireball exploded. It's just wishful thinking to rob Zhao. Kill!" Zhao Shoushou shouted sharply, and the talisman was already shooting towards the man in black.
Strike first to gain the upper hand and then suffer disaster. Once you strike, go all out without any hesitation. After seizing the opportunity by surprise, Zhao Shoushou is full of firepower and wants to maintain the hard-won advantage, because he understands that once the man in black counterattacks,
In the future, the situation will become even more difficult.
At first glance, the man in black is a casual cultivator with rich combat experience who often hangs out in the Purple Jade Mountains. There will definitely be no shortage of magic weapons and talismans. In order to win the battle, Zhao Shoushou must seize even the slightest chance.
The most important reason why he is unwilling to raise the white flag to surrender is because the man in front of him is not too strong in terms of momentum. If he operates well, there is no hope of victory.
The man in black wants to get something for nothing. Who can be sure that Zhao Shoushou doesn't have the same idea in his heart? If he can come up with a Jedi to fight back, build a cave, cultivate spiritual veins, and buy spiritual stones for magic weapons, he won't have to worry anymore.
"I thought he was a real fool, but he was pecked in the eye all day long when he was hunting geese. I met someone pretending to be a fool, but I don't know how likely he is to be real?" The man in black shouted coldly, and with a wave of his hands, a spinning shield appeared.
In front of you.
At the same time, black smoke was seen billowing out from its limbs. After a period of strange distortion, three black pythons with blurred faces slowly took shape, and a pair of unclear eyes flashed with cold light.
The man in black did not stop because of this. What was originally hidden under the black clothes turned out to be a pair of hands made of white bones. The moment it appeared, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop because of this. The invisible cold air actually made the already cold and hot weather intrude.
He was trembling a little.
"Ghost cultivator, it's actually a ghost cultivator? I didn't expect there to be ghost cultivators in the Purple Jade Mountains?" Zhao Shoushou, who was originally calm, showed a hint of panic at this moment.
Ghost cultivators are a very special kind of existence. They do not refine the spiritual power floating in the air, but increase their cultivation through a special energy called "Yin Qi".
Ghost cultivators practice very quickly, but they are prone to losing their spiritual intelligence during the practice. In order to increase the speed of cultivation, most ghost cultivators will absorb the resentment before their death through torture and killing. It can be said that they are a collection of filth, so ghost cultivators are practicing
The realm is for everyone to gain and punish.
Some famous sects even have large bounties on ghost cultivators all year round. As long as any monk can hunt down ghost cultivators, he can exchange for generous rewards without any hindrance.
Of course, there is no doubt that this also shows from another level the powerful combat effectiveness of ghost cultivators, who can usually gain the upper hand in battles at the same level through secret and cunning means.
"Hehehehe, a little casual cultivator actually has such insight. Now that he has seen the details of grandpa, I will not let you stay today. My little baby black python can have a full meal today. You can die." The ghost cultivator sneered, as if
Already a solid win.
"What a big talker, everyone can punish him. A ghost cultivator who has done many evil things is not afraid of letting his big words slip his tongue. Today let's see Zhao act for heaven and get rid of a monster." Zhao Shoushou, who has returned to a righteous face, will definitely not be scolding.
The above allows myself to suffer a little loss.
Several first-order low-grade golden arrows and three black pythons collided head-on in mid-air, consuming each other and confronting each other. However, the first-order low-grade fireball took this opportunity to make a small invisible turn and hit the man in black.
As the instigator, how could Zhao Shoushou not seize the opportunity? The three first-order low-grade water arrows used for attack and the four first-order low-grade water walls used for defense were still standing in front of him with a wave of his hand.
"The Dharma of the White Bones, dark and invincible, the hands of the White Bones, come out." Although the man in black was not injured in the face of successive attacks, he became angry with shame. How could the robber be so passive?
I don’t know what the so-called Hand of Bones is made of. The moment it appears, whether it is a water arrow or a wall of water, it is all vulnerable. The target of the Hand of Bones is Zhao Shoushou’s dantian and neck.
.
The use of the Hand of Bones is not without some cost. The man in black's originally pale face was even more bloodless, and his thin body seemed to be swaying from side to side, as if a strong wind could blow him to the ground.
Seeing the Bone Hand getting closer and closer to the target, Zhao Shoushou remained motionless, as if his mind had been frightened or taken away and he did not dare to move at all.
"Big fat, little fat, water arrows, ice arrows, attack with all your strength. I wonder if the ghost cultivator still has the strength to stop it?" At the last moment, it was as if the conspiracy had succeeded. It seemed that the target of the Hand of Bones was not him.
"Quack, quack," the two low-grade cormorants, which had been hiding aside and were eager to help, but were waiting because they had no orders from their masters, flapped their wings and suddenly flew up, trying to put as much distance as possible from the ghost cultivator in black.
After pulling it closer, he sprayed out the condensed innate spell that had been brewing for a long time and consumed most of his mana.
"What can two spiritual beasts do? The hand of bones that I have been practicing for a year cannot be resisted so easily." Xiuhun, the black-clothed ghost, didn't care, but the twitching at the corner of his eye clearly showed his heart.