"Exactly, thanks to God Lord Hongfu, I am so lucky that this junior can meet the woman he loves!" Su Jing answered resoundingly, and Moye, the little demon girl not far behind him, bit her lip and smiled, very happy.
The old master nodded: "Want a gift?"
This question was too direct, and Su Jing was not so shameless and nodded directly.
Without waiting for Su Jing to respond, the old master laughed, stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "That stick belongs to you, right?" Su Jing looked back and saw a real fire flag flying into the wind, "Wicked man"
The three characters Mo' are loud and ferocious. The old master pointed to the flagpole.
The flagpole of "Evil Man's Mill" was originally an Arhat's staff that Su Jing obtained in the Motian Temple. In order to kill the six-eared immortal Su Jing in the evil temple, he used the Zhangyi Divine Sword, but the staff was broken by the backlash. Later, Su Jing remade the staff.
Yes, but the mana in the stick was greatly reduced, so the villains ground it into a flagpole for a war flag.
The old master only had Yuanshi, but he still had a sharp eye and could see the connection between Su Jing and the 'flagpole' at a glance.
When Su Jing nodded, the old master waved, the "Evil Man's Grinding" flag floated in the air, and the happy Arhat stick fell into the old man's hand.
Following the stick, the old master raised his eyebrows slightly, said "Huh", and said to Su Jing, "This stick is very good."
"The stick is a magical weapon that the Western monks used to sacrifice in ancient times. By chance, it was obtained by the junior. Unfortunately, in order to fight against a powerful enemy, the stick died for the junior, thus losing its power." Su Jing answered truthfully.
The old master looked at the French stick for a moment, and suddenly he broke the stick with his hands, making a continuous crackling sound.
Everyone on Su Jing's side was surprised. Chimu was so anxious that he stamped his feet. If Lei Dong hadn't grabbed the flower and held him tightly, he would have fought the King of Hell. But after the initial surprise, Su Jing's eyes showed surprise again.
Se: He could clearly see how the stick was broken in the first place, and now the old master asked him to break it again after being re-refined.
Someone had a broken bone. After being diagnosed and treated by a quack doctor, the broken bone was misjoined and the patient was disabled in bed. He met a famous doctor again. He rebroken the bone at the misjoined place and reconnected it. The patient recovered and was abandoned after recuperating for several months.
Go to bed... This kind of story is not too rare in Dongtu, at least it has actually happened. What the old master is doing to the baguette at this moment is probably the same.
The French stick was cut into pieces, and more than a dozen pieces were scattered on the ground. The old master held only the tail of the stick in his hand, with his eyes half closed and silently chanting the magic spell. After three breaths, a golden-red light suddenly bloomed at the broken end of the stick, which should be adjacent to it.
A piece of French stick suddenly jumped up from the ground, and the broken pieces were connected together, making a "dang" sound like a loud bell.
After another five breaths, the third section of the French stick jumped up from the ground. The pieces were broken one after another, and there was a loud noise; then after ten breaths, the fourth section of the French stick jumped up... In this way, one section after another of the broken stick was continuously connected,
And the practice of Yama's refining magic stick is getting slower and slower.
The Arhat's staff is not a common thing. Su Jing is not a real god in front of him, but just a piece of consciousness. It is quite difficult to perform this important skill. Until the time of a stick of incense passed, the Arhat's staff finally became complete again. The old master let go of his hand and used the method.
The stick did not sink or fly away, and hung quietly in front of the old man.
The stick is intact, but the stick body is mottled, and the small gaps of the 'scars' are still displayed and clearly identifiable.
After a deep breath, the old master stretched out his dead wood-like palm and wiped it hard along the stick. Immediately, he saw golden light blooming violently from the stick, so bright that people dared not look directly at it. The joy on Su Jing's face became even stronger, this time
The baguette has long recognized him as its master, and has a close connection with its master. Su Jingneng realizes that the baguette is recovering and reaching perfection!
After a moment, the golden light on the stick gradually subsided. The old master smiled and put his hands behind his back. He said to Su Jing, "Try again."
He reached out and made a move, and the French stick flew in front of him. Su Jing held the stick and lightly paused it on the ground. With a 'dong' sound, the golden ripples rolled around and spread out. Su Jing disappeared and was replaced by a young monk with a bare head.
Barefoot, the monk's robe is open to reveal his arms.
The clothes are disheveled but there is no trace of embarrassment. The monk is clear and handsome, with bright eyes and a pleasant smile.
The monk looks completely different from Su Jing, but if you know he is Su Jing, the more you look at him, the more you will imagine him; if you don't know, you can't associate him with Su Jing anyway.
"The demons are eliminated, Yuyu is clarified, hands are raised in celebration, and the heart is full of joy...Arhat is happy." The monk smiled, slowly opened his mouth, and recited the Arhat's joyful verse. It was by no means deliberately artificial, but he felt it and recited it sincerely.
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The divine king's magic was used to recast the Happy Arhat's staff and restore all the treasures. Su Jing regained the transformation of the 'Happy Arhat' again. No need to ask, he also gained a real life!
It sounds like it's just a 'stick repair', but in reality this gift is very important! Su Jing has been practicing for five hundred years, traveling all over the southern wilderness and the western sea. How many enemies have he encountered and how many fights have he fought? Mr. Fang, Jian Jian'er
Jian Sui'er, Bai Yucheng and others have been practicing longer than him, but who has fought more battles than him, and who has encountered enemies stronger than him? Compared with his fellow disciples and fellow disciples, these four "brave and ruthless"
There is no escaping the title Su Jing.
General changes, a life given to a brave and ruthless person is simply extremely precious.
Everyone was overjoyed, and their eyes turned around Su Jing. Soon everyone discovered something new: the seven red python patterns on the black monk's robe of the 'Happy Arhat' remained unchanged, while the ghost robe changed with the owner.
Needless to say, the python embroidery is no longer needed, which adds to the majesty. What is really strange is that the seven strange pythons are slowly swimming, swimming from the middle of the robe to the French stick, layer by layer, turning into the big seal inscription of the heavenly python on the French stick!
The python pattern on the ghost robe was given by the god, and the Arhat staff was repaired by the master. The two treasures have their own similarities. The python can roam freely between the staff and the robe.
After his thoughts changed and the changes came to an end, Su Jing reappeared and made another big gift to express his gratitude sincerely. However, the Master waved his sleeves to stop him: "It's just convenient." After saying that, the old man raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows gently.
A bunch of hot golden light was held at his fingertips, and then he flicked it lightly, and the light from his brows and soul shot into the baguette.
Only then did the old master really laugh easily: "Happy wedding, King A Gu and Princess will always be happy together!" The three corpses looked at each other, and for a while they didn't understand where the name 'King A Gu' came from, but then they were relieved, now that they are kings
There must always be a title. Yama is the king and given a title. The seven pythons are covered with robes, and the King of Bones drives him.
A new law was planted in the Arhat's staff. Su Jing held the staff and thought. Suddenly the sky became gloomy. He looked up and saw a dense and majestic palace arranged in the sky. It was pressing three thousand feet away from the mountain. In front of the palace was
There is a celestial monument, and a huge four-character ghost book is accompanied by a small Chinese seal script: Agu Wangtai.
This is the true gift from the God King, a royal palace.
I originally wanted to put the laws of this palace into a stick. After getting the stick, I found that the laws inside were extraordinary, so I repaired it conveniently... Just as the Master said, 'just do it with ease'.
Of course, she was happy. Master Guangmingding was destroyed, the Immortal Palace was swallowed up, and the newlyweds were in need of a small house of their own, so the Lord Shen gave it to him. But Su Jing felt that something was wrong again.
Being away from the top of the mountain makes me feel uneasy.
Su Jing's thoughts came back again, wanting to land the Heavenly Palace and place it next to Mount Li. Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt the heaven and earth shaking. When he calmed down and took another look, he was already at the gate of the palace. The surroundings were vast but dark. He had clearly reached the depths of the underground. Looking at the palace again
The front giant monument. The four characters are slightly changed: A Guwang Ruins.
The Master followed him beside him, and explained in a calm tone: "In the Agu Platform in the sky, or in the Agu Ruins on the earth, no matter it is in heaven or on the earth, it is always your palace; no matter it is the platform or the ruins, it is the majesty of my king in the underworld."
You can place it wherever you like. But yin and yang complement each other but do not stand side by side. If you want the palace to be as tall as the buildings in the yang world, it will not work."
Su Jing's thoughts changed again, A Guxu collected the French stick and returned to the ground together with the Lord of Gods. The master waved his hand to stop Su Jing and then thanked him: "In the past, when I was in the Netherworld, I led the thirteen kings of the land, no matter what
Everyone respects the Onmyoji Division and regards Red Robe Judge as a confidant."
Su Jing understood the meaning behind the Master's words: "Don't worry, Lord God..."
After only saying four words, the Master shook his head and interrupted: "There's nothing to worry about. Peace is good...Taiping is the best!" The words were a bit strange, but the Lord God didn't explain it in a word. This time he didn't even say, "Is there anything else?"
Without asking any more questions, his figure blurred slightly and then drifted away.
What is the consciousness of the Divine Lord? To put it bluntly, it is a magic power. Although the old master is very lifelike, he can ask and answer questions, talk and laugh with Su Jing. But he is not a 'living person', and 'leaving' does not mean returning to the real Divine Lord, it is just that the task has been completed.
Just dissipate, turn into smoke and return to the body, turn into dust and return to the soil, and no longer exist.
Su Jing did not dare to neglect. Even though his consciousness was gone, he still made a farewell salute to the master where he stood before. After the salute, he stood up and turned around to meet a pair of coquettish, happy eyes. The disobedient eyes were extremely bright.
:"How about it?"
How about what?
Su Jing understood: "Listen to you."
"I'm a little confused. What time is it today?" I couldn't remember what day it was today.
Su Jing went from the netherworld to fight, and then returned to the sun to fight again. Who knows what night it is, but fortunately there are always people who understand. Hongjing never far away reminded: "Winter Moon Twenty-first."
He didn't listen to the calculation of the time. He seemed a little impatient to wait, but he still reluctantly endured it and asked Su Jing: "Eighteen days later, what about the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month?"
I want laughter and flowers to bloom all over the Middle Earth, and everyone in the world to turn their eyes eastward in the early morning of the ninth day of every month! I want the great ambitions and great wishes that I don’t listen to, and the beautiful wedding on the ninth day of the month!
Su Jing smiled, her heart full of happiness: "On the ninth day of next month, I will marry you!"
He didn't listen to the laughter, and unknowingly he clenched his fists and said with great force, "On the ninth day of the next lunar month, I will be your wife."
Since that year in the Qixi Mountains, the Moye demon girl suffered from the sin of mourning and cultivating. In a blink of an eye, they have known each other for almost five hundred years. Su Jing and Bu Ting's experiences each have their own quirks, but it can be said based on the love between the two of them.
There were no major setbacks in the discussion, no waves of love, no separation of life and death, but when I attained the true fruition, I was still indescribably happy, about to explode.
The two fell in love, and everything came naturally. It was natural for me to marry you, but there were some obstacles. It was just that Su Jing knew that she was a demonic witch and still wanted to marry her, and was not afraid of the world's censure; it was just that Su Jing knew that they were very different in status and still wanted to get married in a glamorous way.
Just plant some flowers in the human world.
The three corpses couldn't care less about their own happiness for the time being, and looked at Shen He with their red eyes: "I'd like to inform the master, Su Jing and Bu He, of the happy event, scheduled for the ninth day of next month."
He picked up the flowers and ran to Gu Xiaojun: "Su Jing and Bu Ting will have a happy event, scheduled for the ninth day of next month!"
Lei Dong flew to Qiu Ping'an in a child's coffin: "Su Jing and Bu Ting will have a happy event, scheduled for the ninth day of next month!"
These knocks must be so loud that they can be heard everywhere in the Yin and Yang realms. Master Shen He smiled happily and gave a few instructions to his fellow disciples. The wedding ceremony will be arranged by the elders, and there is no need for the leader to worry about it. Then Shen He River, Chen Xiaosheng, and Lin Qingpan, three people stood up. Among them, senior brother Chen said to Su Jing: "Junior brother, take a step closer and speak." (To be continued.)