The temptation of the wizard

The Temptation of the Wizard Chapter 301

Xiong Shousi laughed loudly when he heard the words, and the laughter made the wine shop tremble slightly.

At this time, several monks walked in outside the door. The first two were dressed in mud-yellow seven-piece clothes on the left shoulder, and the other was dressed in gold and red garments. They were all half a century old, and their skin was black and yellow. King Brahmin Mario and the Buddhist King Kong Abeju.

Both their eyes fell on Xiongshou Temple, and Ah Peiju stepped forward and said, "But the donor knows the way to the Wumen Holy Land? Can you wait for the tour guide for me?" They were speaking in Eastern dialect, although it was quite true. Crappy.

Xiong Shousi turned his head and glanced at them, and said, "If you are going to trouble Zhuyuntai, you'd better stop here."

As soon as these words were said, the eyes of all the monks changed slightly, and Mario said solemnly: "Your Excellency, want to protect that demon?"

Xiong Shousi: "Probably."

This statement was originally from the heart, but it fell into the ears of the monk, but it was full of ridicule, despised, Mario immediately hummed: "Then you can't help it." After speaking, he slammed into the shoulder of Xiong Shou Temple.

But she felt a flower in front of her. Meng Huiyue, dressed in black, stood in front of her palm. With a flick of her long sleeves, Mario's right palm was swung away. He chuckled and said, "I have been sitting in a closed position for a long time. ."

The monks were shocked. The black-clothed woman looked like she was in her thirties, she was full of charm, bright and dignified, she didn't look like a jumper, but her strength was shocking.

Mario frowned and said, "I am blind and disrespectful." He said politely, but once again hit Meng Huiyue's face with a palm, and the qi and void surged out like a dragon.

Then he died.

Chapter 314 Why is it brilliant if it doesn't burn?(Big chapter)

Mario King was shaken back several feet with a palm, hit the dirt wall of the wine shop and fell on the street. A Piju and the others went to observe and found that his internal organs were all shattered, only staring at it. It's dead.

The monks were all horrified, and their eyes on the black-clothed woman were full of fear.

They never thought that when they ordered Linghu Mietian today, there was still someone who could kill the King of Pantheon with one palm.

"Who is your excellency?" A Piju asked through gritted teeth, breathing fire in his eyes.

Meng Huiyue sat down to drink, without looking at them, and said calmly: "I'm probably Zhu Yuntai's senior sister."

Among the Wu Clan, Wu Keke is a generation older than her, and Zhu Yuntai is Wu Keke's disciple, so it is not wrong for her to claim to be Zhu Yuntai's senior sister, saying "probably" just not sure whether Zhu Yuntai thinks so too.

A Piju's face is pale, and he has not yet proven the cultivation of Yuntai, but this "senior sister" is obviously not a high mountain torrent he can contend with. If he fails to seek justice and loses his friend, he does not need to go to the Wumen Holy Land. , Immediately said cruelly: "Wumen is so vicious and vicious, and there will be retribution in the future." Yan Zhao picked up Mario's body and strode away.

The guests in the wine shop were all scattered, and the shopkeeper was scared to hide under the counter.

A gust of cold wind poured in from the big hole in the earth wall, causing the charcoal in the stove to emit light blue flames.

Meng Huiyue seemed to feel a little innocent, and said depressed: "I haven't done anything for a long time. I'm quite out of proportion, but this monk is too fragile."

Xiong Shou Temple pondered: "He is not like a serious person who transforms into a god. A few months ago, I heard Xiao Lin, who delivered the meal, said that Zhu Yuntai and Epidemic Maverick had destroyed a man named Shura Dao in Beiman. Organization, that Shura Taoist leader seems to be able to help others to forcibly transform gods."

Meng Huiyue showed a hint of surprise, and then chuckled lightly: "She is happy and happy everywhere."

Xiong Shou Temple smiled and added some charcoal to the stove, "I wish Yuntai and Buddhism are deadly feuds. It doesn't matter if you kill the monk, but you killed the Brahmin King of Pantheon. I wish Yuntai's extinction of Buddha more serious.

Pantheon adheres to the caste system, that is, castes are divided into classes, castes are hereditary, and the hierarchy is far more strict than other religions, and "Brahman" is the first noble caste in the religion and the actual ruling class of Pantheon.

Just now, the King's name was Brahmin Mario, and it is very likely that he was one of the core figures of Pantheon power.

Meng Huiyue said indifferently, "I'm also doing this for Zhu Yuntai to make his head. Of course, this account must also be counted on Zhu Yuntai's head."

Xiong Shou Temple: "..."

The two stayed in Qianqiu Fort for two days, and then walked back on the 23rd. They returned to a kiln house in Xiongshou Temple at dusk on the 25th, but they heard that Zhu Yuntai’s disciples were discussing the decisive battle. He stood outside the door and listened for a moment.

This is Xiaoqing’s place of residence, and Epidemic Mavericks often come to supervise his homework, but apart from Void Six Phases, teaching of other content is often blocked by Xue Duoduo, and two female ghosts teach Xiao Qing. No less fighting, the Mavericks' strength has surpassed Xue, but the latter occupies a good position on this snowy ridge, and in the end, no one can do anything.

On this day, Cao Lang and Yu Linling came together to deliver food, and after sitting in the room, they discussed the decisive battle.

"I have arrived in Laba in more than a month. The teacher hasn't left the customs, and I don't know how he is. It's really nervous." Xiao Qing said so, but glanced at the two who are in the fight. "Who blinked first? "Who loses" the female ghost-self-infected calf and Xue Duoduo.

They stared there for a long time.

As long as the teacher leaves the customs, Shishu and Xue Duoduo will definitely not be so grudge.

Cao Lang didn't know the feelings of the younger brother, and said with relief: "The teacher never does things that are unsure. Most of them have new insights, just for a while."

Yu Linling shook her head slightly, "Sister, think more simply. When you reach the state of the teacher, you must go all out if you want to go further. There is no room for reservations and hesitation, so this battle is a victory or defeat. The battle, before they achieve their goals, is also a battle of life and death. It is very dangerous, and it is impossible to talk about it with any certainty."

Cao Lang has a solid personality and doesn't care much about realm cultivation, but he can't understand the extreme meaning Xiaoyu analyzed. He only smiled and said, "I trust the teacher."

Yulin smiled, and suddenly he heard Megatron's deep cry outside the house: "Who are you?" Then there was an explosion.

Xiao Qing, Xiao Yu, and Cao Lang rushed out of the house, but the two on the collapsed were still staring, seeming indifferent, but in fact they already knew who the people outside the house were and what happened.

It turned out that Megatron came to seek out Xiaoqing for a drink. He didn't intend to see a giant man and a beautiful woman eavesdropping outside the door. Both of them looked strange, so Megatron shouted, but the woman turned and swept him. At a glance, he pointed out a palm, and a large blue snake appeared in the air and attacked the black umbrella on his back.

Shaqima fought back angrily and fisted to meet him. With a shock, the majestic air wave swept Megatron several feet away. When he took a look at it, his whole body was standing upright, and only Shaqima was black. His hair was dyed red, his eyes were bloody, and sharp ghost teeth grew from his mouth. The body was tightly arched, like a wild cat with exploded hair.

This is the performance of her completely releasing the power of the ghost and witch, and it is easy to fall into madness. After Megatron saw it once when he was married in Nanta Village, this is the second time he saw Shaqima in such a gesture.

Then the black-clothed woman exclaimed: "It is indeed a sad and beautiful anomaly. It is a pity that Bai Ziping died early, otherwise, I would be very interested to see how she was torn apart by her own awakening power." Shaqima quickly calmed down as soon as her momentum was suppressed.

At this time, Cao Lang saluted the two of Meng Huiyue and said, "I have seen the saint presiding and the bear guardian."

Everyone knew that the woman in front of them was the sage host Meng Huiyue, and they all felt stunned.

Meng Huiyue turned around and glanced at Cao Lang's three people. Finally, his eyes fell on Cao Lang, and said: "You have the knowledge of Zhu Yuntai, so you might as well ask Elder Wen for more advice. Your future achievements can surpass the two of you. "After speaking, he walked towards Lingxia.

When she walked far away, Shaqima returned to the form of a witch, breathing still fast, and sweating on her forehead.

Everyone came forward and cared, Xiao Qing asked, "Senior Sha, how is this saint host better than my teacher?"

Shaqima pondered for a while and said, "The Madman Zhu before the retreat is probably not her opponent."

Everyone's expressions changed slightly after hearing this. Sha Qima and Zhu Yuntai have been walking for nearly half a year, often discussing Taoism with "she", and witnessing "she" destroying Xiangxiong Guobaoguo Temple, and she knows her strength. This judgment at the moment is really worrying.

At this time, the voice of the epidemic calf heard from the kiln, "The pig is no longer under her at this time. Only these two people can collide with the light of Return to Void Realm. Who is less? Branches are no good, Meng Huiyue believes in pigs in the same way.

The tone of this old god is really a bit of the calm and majesty of the uncle. Everyone is sighing that the uncle is also mature. Unexpectedly, Xue Duoduo's sweet drink came out in the next moment, "You blinked! Ahahaha, I Won……"

Then it was a scream of chagrin from a certain uncle.

Meng Huiyue re-hosted the morning class after returning to the Ancestral Witch Temple. Every morning (from 5 am to 7 am), Meng Huiyue repaired early with the witches in the hall of the corpse master in Shebi. This matter was originally to be carried out in the lecture hall. But Zhu Yuntai retreats in the quiet room on the second floor of the dojo, and changed it to the Shebi Palace.

Meng Huiyue does not lecture, but like the Yuntai Maiden, she can easily answer the questions of the various maidens, but the direction is different. The Yuntai Maiden likes to be as specific as possible, but Meng Huiyue's words are quite difficult, but Her answers are often not limited to the question itself, but point straight to the great road, but there are very few disciples who can understand.

The ancestral witch temple has twelve channels, each has a temple department and a young temple department, and all affairs are also coordinated by the elders. The division of labor is clear and detailed. The post of the priest is more inclined to the spiritual leader, and it has always been the highest cultivation level. .

Because there are also many competitions between the twelve channels, such as Gonggong and Zhu Rong, fighting between water and fire, or Gonggong and Xuanming, who is the first to control water?And so on, the entanglement of right and wrong is inevitable for hundreds of years. Only the strongest of the temple can suppress these disputes.

At present, the new witchcraft brought by Zhu Yuntai and Cao Lang has greatly reduced the bad competition between the twelve channels. The ambitious maidens are working hard in the direction of complete twelve channels. Of course, they do not have to be distracted to practice ten. Two-channel witchcraft, but to include all the twelve-channel witchcraft in the body through the method of witchcraft card, that is also quite a difficult challenge.

Both Zhu Yuntai and Cao Lang warned the witches that they need to be dedicated to spiritual power cultivation. Only concentration can achieve greatness, but it does not prevent them from delving into witchcraft.