In the nine days of black and white, thousands of monsters poured into the pot to make wine.
The heavy spear was sharp and penetrated straight through. The money string was nailed and unable to escape, so the tail was cut off to survive.
The old man came forward and saw only half of its body still struggling under the heavy gun, without its head. Sure enough, it had broken off its body and escaped. I guessed it, but there was no urgency in the old man's eyes, and he just looked at it calmly.
In front of him was half of the insect body that was still struggling.
The body of this insect is also very powerful. At this moment, it has lost its previous body and its head, but it is still moving wildly. "Huh~ It's really a centipede insect, dead but not stiff!" He said angrily and ignored it.
The old man turned towards the bastard.
The shore of the lake was broken, and the thick black lake water was about to flood up and reach Zhou Yeqing's feet. The old man came, glanced at the young man, and didn't say anything. He just sighed and sat down next to him. Like the young man, he just
Looking at the lake in a daze, I looked very tired and haggard.
"Everything is fate, and you and I are just the so-called myriad things." The old man seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was talking to Zhou Yeqing, but also as if he was talking to himself. After a while, Zhou Yeqing suddenly stood up and walked towards the black python.
Go, the old man didn't look back, but he understood, and he was even more worried. He stretched out to his waist as usual, and then paused, as if thinking of something, he slapped his forehead in frustration, feeling... worried
More sad.
The lake water gradually climbed up along the broken places. Zhou Yeqing seemed not to see it and didn't care. He walked straight ahead. The severed head and body of the black python was there.
The light color of the formation in the center of the lake also began to fade, and the surrounding area became dark again. The black python lost its vitality at this moment, and its method also lost, and it became what it was before. Zhou Yeqing's clothes were wet, and he came to it like this
In front of me. Right in front of me, the eyes of the black python were as if there was mist, dim and dull. The black water was long and covered half of the body of the black python. It was like a broken branch, lonely and quiet.
Somehow, when Zhou Yeqing saw this scene, he felt extremely sad and his eyes were sore, as if he had been close to an old friend for many years and died in front of him. His mind went blank, and there was no memory of the black python at all.
"At that time, it said that it had something to do with you, and the old man was still half-convinced. But now it seems that it is harmful..." At some point, the old man also came, behind Zhou Yeqing. Seeing this scene, the old man was filled with emotion.
"Old man, you have profound Taoism, can you save it?" The old man was stunned when he heard the words and fell silent. Zhou Yeqing thought that the old man refused, so he continued: "I know that it is caused by resentment and is a hidden danger to the Song Sect. But I always
I think it retains its humanity and is not as ruthless as the rumors say." "Old man, can you... take action?"
The old man was dumbfounded by Zhou Yeqing's words. He explained with a hint of regret. "You bastard, you are wrongly blaming me. It's not that I don't save it, but I really don't need to waste all my efforts to save its clone."
"Ah?!" Zhou Yeqing was suspicious at first, and then his face suddenly turned overjoyed. "Old man, do you mean what you said?" Seeing the young man acting like this, the old man smiled and turned around without explaining. Zhou Yeqing was hooked by the old man's words.
It lives, unsolved, like a fish on the hook, being led elsewhere by the rod of the old man.
In this way, the two of them came to the place where the gun was heavy. The Qian Chuan Zi was still struggling, but his energy was much weaker. Zhou Yeqing looked at the giant insect with lingering fear. He almost died in its hands several times.
"Old man, are all the snakes, insects, rats, and ants of the Song Sect so big?!"
The old man glared at Zhou Yeqing and said angrily: "What are you thinking? Is this a good way to do it?" Zhou Yeqing also felt that this was the truth. If they were all using this way, it would be too outrageous.
Thinking about it this way, Zhou Yeqing looked back at the old man and smiled awkwardly.
The old man touched his beard, looked at Qian Chuanzi, and said in a deep tone: "This is all cause and effect. Back then, our ancestors trapped the heavenly veins and took away the destiny, and what they did went against the way of heaven. So now, even though Laojun Mountain has become a blessed place,
Such a dangerous thing will still happen." Zhou Yeqing is unclear and has only a half-knowledge. The young boy doesn't know what fate and cause are. According to his thinking, if there is fate, then that fate will be broken! If there is cause and effect, then this cause and effect will be broken.
!Young man is an invincible sword, there is nothing he can't do!
While the two were talking, a stream of light flashed across the sky, coming from outside. The old man reached out casually, and caught the stream of light in Zhou Yeqing's surprised eyes. It turned out to be the black and white gourd that had left before.
Taking the wine gourd, the old man tossed it casually. There was movement in the pot, like the collision of hard objects. "Hey, there's wine again." With a happy face, the old man shook it violently, and the pot became quiet.
With a look of urgency, the old man quickly took the spout and took a deep drink. Suddenly, he felt very comfortable. Seeing the old man like this, Zhou Yeqing felt greedy. He licked his lips and asked: "Old man, what's inside?"
What is it? Can you give me a drink?"
The old man glanced at the young man casually and replied ruthlessly: "That's not possible. You are so meager that you can't bear this." "Let's talk about it when you grow up." Zhou Yeqing was unhappy when he heard this. "No.
I won’t give it! You said you can’t bear it. Who can’t bear that mouthful? I think you are stingy.” He muttered in a low voice, full of dissatisfaction. Seeing him like this, the old man felt a little helpless and laughed out loud.
Come.
After a few mouthfuls, the old man agreed. With a wave of his sleeve, the heavy spear that pinned the giant insect dispersed and turned into a little bit of mist, which mixed with the void. Then, the old man threw the gourd upwards.
The gourd took off its hand and hung in the air. The black and white scenery flowed around it. In an instant, it became several times bigger, like a huge vat. The wine gourd appeared, and the mouth of the pot lit up, trying to suck in half of the money string.
That half of the body sensed something was wrong and tried its best to riot, but it was like a mantis using its arms as a chariot, and it was just a meaningless end.
Retracting half of his body, the wine gourd trembled and returned to its previous state. It swayed and landed in the old man's hand. Zhou Yeqing was so envious when he saw this move. After holding the gourd, the old man turned around and stared again.
On the shore, I opened my mouth to drink wine and dispersed.
When the drink fell to the ground, it turned into a circle of light, surrounding the shore of the Blackwater Lake, slowly tightening, and everything it passed returned to its previous appearance, as if nothing had happened.
Zhou Yeqing stared in confusion! He saw that all the fires he had made came back?! His eyes brightened when he looked at the old man. "Can this be restored?!" "Why is this old man so bad? He is really a living god.
!" Zhou Yeqing walked quickly to the old man's side, pointed at the fire with both hands, and then pointed at the old man, full of surprise.
The old man was very pleased to see the bastard like this. He coughed a few times, straightened his clothes, and said in a solemn and solemn voice: "A small Taoist law is not worth talking about."