"I will spend my whole life practicing to help you study the artistic conception of this skill for three days. As for the future path, you have to rely on yourself!"
After Yuan Bao finished speaking, he suddenly put a talisman on Lu Congyun's body, then pushed him hard, and faced the thunderclouds and countless magical spells in the sky.
Lu Congyun was in a state of shock as he watched his senior brother being beaten to pieces by various spells.
He opened his mouth wide, but no sound came out.
He wanted to reach out and grab his only remaining family member, but just like he wanted to grab his sister that day, it was all in vain.
"No!"
There was a heartbreaking cry, followed by a flash of white light, and Lu Congyun disappeared completely.
"Border Breaking Talisman!"
The middle-aged man with Qingyun on his head shouted, looking very surprised.
"I didn't expect that this kid actually has a boundary-breaking talisman. This talisman can cross the void and travel thousands of miles. With our level, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up." The short, fat old man riding the crane said with some pity.
"Damn it, if you cut the grass without eradicating the root, the disaster will last for thousands of years!" the man in red clothes and purple beard said bitterly.
"Don't worry, everyone." The old man who wrote the pen said with a slight smile: "During the fight just now, I had secretly planted three talismans on this son. This first talisman locked his cultivation and knocked him down to the golden level.
Dan realm. The second one will abolish his Dao. From now on, he will not be able to practice any Taoist magical powers, let alone the Nine Heavens Conquering Demons Sutra."
"As for the third one." The old man who wrote the pen continued with a smile: "I won't hide it from everyone. This third talisman can track the location of this child. As long as it is not too far apart, it can be detected through secret methods."
After listening to the words of the old man who wrote the pen, the other four people all showed a hint of joy on their faces.
The figure hiding in the mist first smiled and said: "Old Fu's method is really clever. Now that we have said it, why don't we send our disciples to search for it. If anyone finds it, this son will belong to whom. What do you think?"
The short and fat old man riding the crane, the tall man with red clothes and purple beard, and the middle-aged man with Qingyun on his head all nodded in agreement. The old man who wrote the pen, known as "Old Fu", also smiled slightly after hearing this.
road:
"Just what fellow Taoist Yi Zang said!"
Darkness, endless darkness once again surrounded Ah-Dai.
Who is this man, or rather this wolf?
Why can I see his past?
Why does my heart feel like tearing pain?
A series of questions echoed in Ah-Dai's mind. Vaguely, he saw a woman wearing a blue robe slowly walking towards him.
"Have you remembered?" the woman stopped in front of him and asked softly.
"What do you think of? What should I think of?" Ah-Dai frantically searched forward, but when he stretched out his hands, he passed in front of the woman without touching a corner of her clothes.
"Have you even forgotten me?" The Taoist-robed woman laughed at herself, but then felt a little relieved. She bent down, tenderly took Ah-Dai's right hand, and chuckled: "That's fine, no matter what you become,
Let’s start all over again.”
A cold touch came from the palm of his hand, and Ah-Dai was shocked. He looked up and saw the beautiful face of the woman in Taoist robes, and the firm look in her eyes.
"Tiger. You are a tiger!"
As Ah-Dai spoke these words, the Taoist-robed woman also smiled, seemingly filled with endless joy.
She took Ah-Dai's right hand and walked toward the depths of endless darkness.
Countless cracks were torn open in the darkness, and countless pictures appeared in the cracks.
From the white wolf in his youth, to Lu Congyun after his transformation, to the little Taoist priest who studied Taoism in the mountains and vowed to eradicate injustice in the world.
"This is you, your past, your past. Only by finding your past can you know how to take the future." Although the voice of the Taoist-robed woman was soft, when it fell in Ah-Dai's ears, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue!
Countless fragments flashed through my mind, and various memories came flooding back!
"I am Lu Congyun, Lu Congyun is me! I am the last descendant of the Zhenwu lineage of Guanghan Mountain, and the last descendant of the demon wolf clan!"
Duan yelled in his heart, and at the same time, nine black things suddenly poked their heads out from the spine behind him.
Dui grabbed it with his backhand and pulled out these nine things one by one. He heard a clattering sound, and they turned out to be nine black iron chains as thick as arms!
There are countless runes wrapped around these nine iron chains, faintly exuding a cold aura.
The woman in green robes looked at the chains pulled out of Ah-Dai's body, with an obvious murderous look in her eyes.
"They will have to pay this debt sooner or later!"
The Taoist-robed woman gave a low drink, turned her eyes to Ah-Dai, and became gentle again.
She reached out and stroked Ah-Dai's cheek, and chuckled: "Fortunately, I left this 'Resurrection Song' in your consciousness back then. Now that the energy of the song has been exhausted, it's time for me to leave."
Before the woman finished speaking, her body began to slowly disappear, and her whole person became a little ethereal.
"I will go find you." Dumb looked at the woman in front of him and said silently in his heart.
The woman in the Taoist robe seemed to have heard what Ah-Dai was thinking, and nodded with a smile:
"I'm waiting for you!"
After saying this last sentence, the figure of the woman in Taoist robes had become almost transparent. With a crisp sound, the figure finally broke into countless white fragments.
"Tiger."
Ah-Dai murmured, and the darkness and void around him suddenly collapsed, and a bright light shone into his eyes.
In the underground palace, Ah-Dai, who was originally imprisoned in the black cauldron, opened his eyes at the same time after Xiong Yuer'er broke the black cauldron!
A man in green robes and Confucian robes caught his eye first.
"Are you okay?" The man in Confucian robes asked first.
Ah-Dai shook his head slightly, raised his hands and saluted.
"Thank you, Brother Liang!"
"It's okay. I'll give you back the things you left with me!" Liang Yan laughed, and while fighting with the middle-aged Taoist priest, he reached out and patted the storage bag on his waist.
I saw a long strip wrapped in linen flying out and instantly fell into Dumb's hand.
Dumb stared silently for a moment, as if looking at an old friend for many years. After a while, he gently pulled the cloth strip, revealing what was inside. It was a seven-foot-long black wooden stick!
"Old friends, meet again!"
Dui gave a rare smile, tapped his feet lightly on the ground, and suddenly jumped into the air.
"What is he going to do?"
At this moment, everyone in the underground palace is a little confused. Although this person has strong internal strength, he is at best a monk at the peak of the ninth level of Qi refining. How dare he act so boldly?
Sun Buer, in particular, frowned. He had always acted cautiously. He originally thought that today's plan was flawless, but he didn't expect that accidents would happen one after another.
In the midst of his busy schedule, Sun Buer secretly kneaded the magic formula, and a blue energy shot through the air and hit Ah-Dai from behind!