Longevity is Different, Caishikou Was Beheaded at the Beginning Chapter 270

Zhang Baisui's lack of cultivation talent was verified again.

He worked all night, plus another morning.

Finally at noon, as the last mouthful of blood was spit up, the extremely dazzling golden light filled the secret room, and the blood sacrifice was declared complete.

The golden light dissipated, revealing a pale face with dark circles under his eyes, his eyes full of resentment, looking at Daoist Huang Jing.

He only felt that he was unprecedentedly empty, even if he fought all night with those dancing girls like beautiful snakes in the dance hall of the city that never sleeps, it would not be like this.

No matter what Daoist Huang Jing wanted to say, Zhang Baisui waved at him and said:

"Uncle Huang Jing, let's go to rest, I'm going to sleep all day too."

"Don't stop me, just sleep here, right here..."

Although he has cultivated the Yin-Yang Ascension to the Immortal Sutra, Zhang Baisui is not a serious cultivator after all, and he has no experience in ascetic cultivation.

The output of seven or eight hours of blood essence is terrifyingly empty.

As Zhang Baisui spoke, he planned to drive Daoist Huang Jing out, and fell asleep by himself.

But suddenly, he seemed to see something incredible, and his eyes suddenly widened.

Following his gaze, I saw that the "Saint Monarch Statue", which was originally a dead thing, turned into flesh and blood.

"what?"

"It's so amazing, it looks exactly like that **** Zhu Qi."

"But such a face is equally disgusting, no, let me slap him first to relieve his hatred."

While talking, Zhang Baisui, the young master, also made absurd actions.

He actually supported his weak body, intending to give this holy monarch a mouth.

But when he moved, Daoist Huang Jing also moved.

This old man has been patiently communicating with Zhang Baisui for the past dozen or so hours.

Until just after his blood sacrifice was completed, the old Taoist finally couldn't help showing impatience in his eyes. He probed and caught Zhang Baisui, and at the same time persuaded:

"Young Palace Master, don't move around, the blood sacrifice method has just been completed, and the statue of the Holy Monarch is in the process of 'reincarnating from the dead', it is too fragile and cannot be disturbed."

"By the way, Young Palace Master, the Palace Master had another order when the old man came."

"what?"

Just as Zhang Baisui asked back, his body was forcibly straightened by Daoist Huang Jing.

Then he saw a face that was not smiling and said to him: "The Palace Master has an order, if you go to the magic capital and see that the Young Palace Master has made progress, you can entrust him with the important task. If you're still so playful, then let me use some special means, lest at tonight's treasure meeting, the young mansion master leak the bottom and break things."

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Baisui's complexion changed greatly, and he was about to shout angrily.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

"Young Palace Master, I'm offended."

"This method is called [Heavenly Immortal Fascinating Soul Method], and it does not have any side effects. On the contrary, it can also make the Young Palace Master perform perfectly tonight."

Before he finished speaking, Daoist Huang Jing's eyes flashed with yellow light, and he covered Zhang Baisui inside.

This accident!

Tao Qian, the third person in the secret room, was completely unexpected.

But after a little speculation, you will know the reason.

"Although Zhang Baisui is a **** and can't entrust major affairs, but he is the only bloodline of Zhang Jiudeng, and the blood sacrifice method can only be done by him."

"But Zhang Jiudeng was afraid of his son's bad things, so he asked Daoist Huang Jing to give his son such a haircut after the incident, and there would be no future troubles."

"As for why I didn't use the Fascinating Dafa in the first place? I think it's because the cultivation methods collide."

"Exactly, the opportunity is rare."

Any kind of ecstasy method requires the full attention of the caster without distraction.

Naturally, there will be little awareness of the outside world.

Daoist Huang Jing never imagined that when he hypnotized his own young mansion master.

Behind the statue that had become flesh and blood, a floating mosquito that had been dead suddenly came back to life.

Silently flapped its wings and flew up to its neck.

Unceremoniously pierced, and then the needle-like long kiss began to gush, injecting a lot of unknown things into this flesh and blood body.

Tao Qian was adding ingredients again, one after another, and the invisible worms entered Zhu Qi's incarnation of incense.

"If the statue is always dead, these insects won't have any effect."

"But now that it has become flesh and blood under the incense and the blood sacrifice method, it is not a good opportunity to miss it."

In his thoughts, Tao Qian finished the material.

It didn't take long for the flesh and blood to turn back to the dead one by one.

As a result, whether it was the blood sacrifice method or the traces of Tao Qian's lustful worms, they were completely eliminated.

"This incense divine way is also a bit strange."

Tao Qian muttered, and when he lay back on the spot, the ecstasy scene over there was also over.

When Zhang Baisui woke up again, it seemed that nothing had changed.

But the tone of action has changed slightly.

He didn't think about slapping Zhu Qi's incarnation anymore, but turned his head to Daoist Huang Jing and said respectfully:

"Uncle Huang Jing, go and gather our people from Jiudeng Mansion, prepare a little bit, and follow me to Zhao Wang Mansion to congratulate later."

"This great gift from Jiudeng Mansion, I, the young mansion, mainly delivered it to the ninth prince in person, so as to show our sincerity."

"Young Palace Master said very much, hahaha."

After laughing, Daoist Huang Jing, who had a great sense of achievement, flicked his sleeves, and as expected, he left the secret room and went to gather the group of demon monks.

It's just that when he got carried away, he didn't notice it.

A flying mosquito followed him and left.

Huang Jing is also a very cautious person, whether it is to arrange a forbidden law or to sweep the spirit, he has come more than once.

If it is other peepers, there is a high probability that they will be discovered.

It's a pity that he encountered Tao Qian, the Mysterious Demon Myriad Transformation Technique.

In the cultivation world, those who can see through this spell must at least be Da Zizai Temple, Taishang Dao, and Nie Zong.

Heavenly Way, no.

Tao Qian returned to the quiet room and regained his human form.

He was about to sit down and sort out the secrets he had seen, while thinking about the follow-up plans.

But before he could sit down, he suddenly seemed to feel something.

He frowned, stood up with a big belly, and opened the door.

The next moment, he saw an extremely strange scene.

Snow!

Pieces of goose feather snow with black light, without any sign, shrouded the entire magic capital.

It was only a dozen or so breaths, and the huge demon seemed to have entered the cold winter and twelfth lunar month. All the buildings, streets, houses, and the disaster-stricken areas in the distance were covered by heavy snow.

Such a sudden change directly caused nearly 20 million people in the magic capital to fall into sluggishness.

Tao Qian reached out and took a piece, touching his fleshy palm, the snowflakes immediately melted into a wisp of snow that flowed down the gap between his fingers, and there were a lot of dark, ashe-like debris inside, and there was a faint whiff of light. odor.

In my mind, Zhishu burst out:

[Notes: Black Snow, the omen of the sky, means the disaster of corpses, or millions of corpses will be buried. 】

Seeing this information, Tao Qian's face immediately turned gloomy.

But without waiting for him to do anything, one after another, more visionary signs began to appear.

Above the sky, blood light suddenly appeared, and a scarlet star swept past... 】

After a few breaths, I can see that the horizon alternates between light and dark, and there is another star that is surrounded by purple light and is full of ominous meanings.

The earth trembled suddenly, and inexplicably large pits appeared in all the urban areas of the Demon City, dark, like a cave, the gloomy wind surged up, and a large number of pale corpses were blown out... disaster. 】

Every time a celestial omens vision appeared, Tao Qian's complexion became ugly.

After cultivating the calamity method, Tao Qian knew about these visions, which to some extent represented the difficulty of calamity.

"There were also these during the humanistic disaster in Nanyue, but I was either in Fumin or in the belly of a corpse, and I couldn't see it."

"But back then, there were never so many."

"This means that even if I have glimpsed the truth behind it, I may not be able to stop Zhu Qi, Huang Chong, and Zhang Jiudeng."

"Those millions of people are still likely to be killed by all?"

Tao Qian looked solemn, thoughts surging in his mind.

Suddenly, at this moment, a new change occurred.

This time, it's not a celestial sign.

All I could hear was the sound of thunderbolts that rang out from the sky above the Demon Capital, which attracted everyone in the Demon Capital who was sluggish due to many visions to look up.

It was soon discovered that it was not thunder, but fireworks.

The extremely splendid fireworks show started at noon. Those fireworks were obviously mixed with the techniques of some monks. Not only were they extremely durable and gorgeous, even in broad daylight, the entire Demon City quickly entered a celebration-like atmosphere.

If that's the case, that's all, from the perspective of others, it's a clumsy cover-up technique.

But soon, a large number of monk soldiers rushed out of Zhao Wangfu and appeared in various urban areas in the blink of an eye.

In addition to clearing up the traces of those heavenly signs and visions, these people started throwing money.

Literally, throw money.

A large number of copper plates and even silver dollars, along with those cruise cars, traveled through almost every lively street in the magic capital.

The people, who were still in panic, are now in a carnival.

He even started to take the initiative to publicize it for King Zhao, and the good words that he didn't want money sent out in batches, which resounded throughout the magic capital.

"The ninth prince announced that today will be the [Saint Monarch's Birthday] in the magic capital, and the whole world will celebrate it together."

"In order to celebrate the great achievements of His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince, and the people of Fuze, every hour, we will go out for a parade. Wherever we go, the flowers and rain are full of silver coins. Everyone who sees it has a share and everyone is happy."

"As the order goes on, His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince feels that the people's livelihood is difficult. Starting today, the warehouse will be fully opened for disaster relief, and the millions of victims will not be hungry. Rice, noodles, steamed buns, and white porridge are all available."

"The ninth prince will hold a treasure meeting tonight to share the joy with all the people. As long as you shout "long live the ninth prince," there is a possibility that silver dollar bills will fall from the sky and fall into your hands."

"Long live the ninth prince! Long live the ninth prince... Ah, really, I was hit and made a fortune."

"Long live the ninth prince! Long live! Long live!"

I don't know when ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Tao Qian's figure appeared on the street.

The black snow is still floating in the sky, and many anomalies have never stopped, but the panic caused by these anomalies was quickly replaced by gorgeous fireworks, silver coins and copper plates scattered all over the sky, and the infinite supply around the magic capital. Millions of victims cheered for rice, noodles, steamed buns and white porridge... These man-made scenes were completely eliminated.

At this moment, Tao Qian looked at the magic capital, completely unable to see that this was a realm where millions of people were about to be slaughtered and sacrificed in blood.

On the contrary, here today, it can be called singing and dancing, and the people are celebrating.

Tao Qian was among the common people, surrounded by people who were looting silver coins and copper plates. He opened his mouth slightly, and it took a long time to exclaim:

"Zhu Qi, or Huang Chong?"

"Absurd, but effective, extremely effective."

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