He knelt down on one knee and said categorically: "My lord, please forgive me. I am incompetent. I will complete my mission now."
"That's all, you can stay!"
The tall figure waved his hand.
General Xu raised his head in astonishment and said with a complex expression: "My lord, please give me another chance. I am loyal and will never betray you."
The tall figure suddenly smiled.
"It's not that I don't believe in your loyalty, it's that you are too loyal. Step back and don't leave here from now on."
General Xu still seems unwilling to give in. What else does he want to explain?
It wasn't until the stalwart figure glared at him fiercely that he had no choice but to sink into the ground.
As the sun sets, a tall and lonely figure stands proudly, with firm eyes, a face as sharp as a knife, and a healthy bronze skin.
But it also has a sense of elegance.
If any young girl saw her, she would definitely blush and her heart would beat secretly.
It's a pity that this is an ancient plain, surrounded by mountains on all sides, with no grass growing, exposed rocks, and venomous snakes crawling around.
The stalwart figure thought for a long time, and finally slowly but firmly raised his palm. The air around him suddenly turned cold, the ground cracked, and a corpse slowly rose up.
Take a closer look.
This corpse was exactly the same as the stalwart figure, except that the face was paler, the hair was dry, and there were strips of carrion hanging on the body, and the ribs could be seen.
"Why."
The stalwart figure sighed, bent down, inserted his hands into the ground, and a lump of dry soil emerged, and traces of black air came out of his body.
The black air penetrates into the dry soil, and the dry soil quickly becomes moist, like fertile soil.
The stalwart figure picked up the soil and applied it to the body. He applied it very carefully and did not miss any damaged area.
The strips of carrion on the body were also fixed by the soil and stuck tightly to the body.
After a while, the corpse slowly opened its eyes.
Except for his different clothes, everything is exactly the same as the stalwart figure. Even his skin has changed from pale to bronze, making him look like a living person.
The stalwart figure was very satisfied.
Then, he took out a token from his arms. The bronze token had a green patina and looked very old and vicissitudes of life.
"Hold my token as if I were here in person!"
"We must bring them back alive!"
The corpse's eyes were dull, and he slowly took the token and nodded blankly. Then, the air rippled and the corpse disappeared.
The stalwart figure seems to have exhausted all his strength, and it seems that he is just mentally and physically exhausted?
His body suddenly relaxed, and his back was no longer straight. He leaned tiredly on a big rock, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking about?
…
On the official road.
The caravan finally realized that something was wrong, and it was noisy at this time. Some stewards gathered in a group to discuss things.
Li Jun, Wang Meiniang and her daughter, Zhang Youcai, stayed in the utility truck.
Zhang Youcai stamped his feet anxiously: "What should I do? What should I do? This is a ghost beating the wall. What kind of ghostly grandpa who doesn't open his eyes hasn't seen the Hebo flag?"
Zhang Youcai was stamping his feet anxiously while looking eagerly in the direction of Immortal Ouyang.
Faced with this situation, Master Ouyang, who had always been reclusive, finally took action. He stood at the front of the caravan, staring at the end of the official road.
"Don't panic, everyone. It's just a ghost breaking a wall. As long as we stay calm, don't look at the road and let the horses go on their own, we can break out. Horses have night eyes and are not afraid of ghosts breaking the wall."
"I also know how to do magic. Ghosts and monsters will not dare to invade. Send me an order to link up all the carriages and take out all the yellow talismans to assist me."
Immortal Master Ouyang is the backbone of the caravan. Since he said this, everyone felt relieved.
Zhang Youcai patted his chest exaggeratedly: "Thankfully, Immortal Master Ouyang is still here. This Immortal Master Ouyang is amazing. He is a true master of Taoism and has boundless magical power."
An expert?
Boundless power?
Li Jun squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Immortal Ouyang. He had to say that this guy seemed to be quite a master.
He was dressed in a green shirt, washed cleanly, with a green turban on his head, and a whisk with a bamboo bone handle in his hand.
He does have a bit of a masterful demeanor.
However, after Li Jun had a conversation with Hu Mingsheng, he no longer believed that there were masters in this world.
Well, maybe the mysterious Buddhist and Taoist sects have great virtues, but they pay more attention to cultivating the mind rather than cultivating the law.
"Hiss~"
There is a monster sitting on the shoulder of Immortal Ouyang. It is black and blue, and its whole body is naked, like a blue monkey with its skin peeled off.
The monster sat crouched, grinning, revealing its thick white teeth, its eyes radiating red light, its body exuding a faint smell of blood, and it looked greedily at the people around it.
It was as if the people around him didn't see this terrifying appearance at all.
"What kind of monster is this?"
Li Jun hugged the dog, put his fingers into the fur on its back, and wrote word by word.
Gouda stretched his waist, made a dog gesture, secretly put his paws into Li Jun's sleeves, and wrote one word after another.
"Mandrill."
"After the animals in the barren mountains died, they were nourished by the earth's energy and transformed into monsters that were aggressive and liked to eat raw blood, especially human blood."
"It's just a low-level monster. It borrowed the yang energy of the bullshit immortal master and played in the sun. Look, this bullshit immortal master has long been the mandrill's slave."
Li Jun secretly thought: It seems that Master Ouyang belongs to the psychic sect.
"It seems that he is a psychic person." Li Jun told Gou Da.
"Psychic sect? What kind of bullshit sect? I've never heard of it. It must be a heretic." Gou Da shook his head, expressing his incomprehension.
"Recognize ghosts as the main ones and gain combat power. The scheming sect is the pinnacle of human combat power in this world." Li Jun wrote depressedly.
"What?"
Gou Dagang wanted to open his mouth and laugh wildly, but he was afraid of being noticed by the powerful ghost peeking at him.
It held its breath and stroked crazily on Li Jun's arm: "Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard. Have human beings fallen into this kind of situation? Retribution, retribution!"
Li Jun's face was covered with black lines.
"Okay, I won't chat with you anymore. A bullshit immortal master has no abilities. He is a weak mandrill. We can only rely on ourselves."
"This is indeed a ghost beating a wall, but it is different from ordinary ghosts beating a wall. To be precise, this is a scene."
"Unfortunately, we entered the field, and the ghosts changed objects and turned nothingness into reality. Even if we blindfolded our eyes and closed off our five senses, we couldn't get out."
Li Jun's heart sank: "Is there no other way?"
"There are three ways."
"First, your power has reached such a level that you can break through all kinds of magic with one force and blast the entire field to pieces."
"Second, the ghost in the manufacturing field is an idiot and ran into his own field seeking death. You are so sharp that you can identify its true form and kill it or seriously injure it."
"Third, if there are people you know outside the court, try to break the court and you can get out."