my past life simulator

Chapter 90 089 [Earth Demon]

Zhang Daoling is the founder of Zhengyi, so he is regarded as a heavenly master by Taoists.Therefore, later generations called Zhengyi the Tao of Heavenly Master.One can imagine his influence in Taoist sect.

It is said that in the past, Yunjin Mountain was cultivated by Zhenjun, and it appeared in the shape of a dragon and tiger. Since then, it has been changed to Dragon and Tiger Mountain.How many powerful characters are there to change the name of Shanchuan?

To be honest, He Zhao was a little intimidated.Not only did I see the alliance's ancient seals in the simulated scene, but I also met ancestral characters of unknown generations.

"No way?"

He looked up at the huge stone tablet submerged in the clouds, and he could vaguely see the figure sitting cross-legged, which could be described as creepy.

"Zhenyuan!"

How cruel, it needs to be suppressed by the founder of the mountain?
"It's just a dungeon, as for playing so big." Ruthless Zhao swallowed, the figure sitting on the top of the cloud, wouldn't it still be alive?
"If...if it's just a corpse, am I going to get rich? Of course, the premise of everything is that all the legends of his old man are true."

If its deeds are as written in history, then in the ancient times of the alliance, wouldn't it be a group of demons dancing wildly, which was several times more dangerous than it is today.

"It's useless to think too much, what matters is the result."

He Zhao gritted his teeth and secretly said he was offended.

Regardless of the warning from his sixth sense, he ran up to the huge stone monument and climbed up with hands and feet.

The six jade inscriptions Xi researched, except for some side effects of making them by himself, the effect is not bad.In the future, if he re-enters the simulated scene with Daxuan as the main one, he will also have some self-preservation power.

And the legendary ancient figures, can we meet again next time?

After passing this village, there is no such shop!
It's worth taking a risk.

Fortunately, he entered the spirit world at night, otherwise, with Zhang Shou's weak physical fitness, he might have to exhaust his strength and fall down if he didn't climb ten meters, and he fell screaming.

Talent [Night King] All-round +10, and the title Elite Never Tired, He Zhao is extremely fast, climbing halfway in ten minutes.

After a while, he finally reached the top.

I saw that the top of the stele was extremely flat, and a thin figure was wearing a cassock made of jade charms, sitting cross-legged.On his lap, there is a sword.

The shape of the sword is like raw copper, and the hilt is a five-jointed ring. On the body of the sword, there are hidden magic runes in "Exorcism and Tongshen Bao Molu", as well as a picture of the sun, moon and stars.

"Unfortunately, the simulation scene cannot be brought out."

The cassock and divine sword are definitely the most cherished treasures he has seen since he got the simulator.Compared with them, the sacrificial utensils are probably not even worthy of carrying shoes.

"Ugh!"

"True Monarch, offended."

After saying that, He Zhao controlled Zhang Shou's body and stretched out his right hand to touch the forehead of the shriveled corpse.

The art of sending spirits!

That's right, he wants to peek into the memories of Zhang Daoling's life with the innate iron law of joy and the mysterious fire of nothingness.

If successful, it will surely soar into the sky.

"Om-"

The rune robe suddenly shone brightly, and the sound of wind and thunder came from the period.

"Boom!!"

In the gray sky of the spiritual world, countless thunders gathered in an instant.

Danger!

Almost the second after the sixth sense sent out an early warning, a divine lightning the size of a bucket struck down.

"boom--"

Zhang Shou's whole body was wiped out, not even a trace of flesh and blood remained.

"Humph!"

He Zhao let out a muffled snort, Thunder almost knocked him out of his wits, and almost ended the game directly.

Not only that, he wanted to enter the corpse, but was blocked by an invisible membrane.

"Crack!"

The gray flames were burning, and a huge force dragged his spirit, smashing through the vague resistance, and penetrated into the head of the corpse.

In an instant, he came to a space full of gray mist, and just took a few steps forward.I don't know when, an arch bridge appeared at the foot.

Seeing this, Ruthless Zhao could only bite the bullet and continue. After crossing the bridge, his sight suddenly widened.

"Boom"

"Crackling!"

Big raindrops fell from the dark clouds in the sky, He Zhao wiped his face, it felt so real.It seems that he is not in the simulation scene, or in Zhang Daoling's memory, but a living person.

Lowering his head, he saw that he was dressed as a Confucian scholar, holding a Qingfeng in his left hand, carrying a bookcase behind his back, and a jade pendant hanging from his waist.Its shape is very strange, it is a portrait of a person wearing a long robe, a crown on his head, and his hands clasped on his chest.

"interesting."

After finishing the words, he walked towards the dilapidated temple not far ahead where the flames were coming from.

This is the first time that he can control the spirit of the body in his memory, which is quite novel.

After a while, it arrived smoothly.

In the temple, several sections of dead wood were burned to disperse the surrounding cold air.Beside the bonfire, sitting in twos and threes, men gathered together, drinking and eating meat.

Looking at their attire, there are old farmers, caravans, and a group of fierce-looking reckless men.

They drew their own boundaries and formed three forces to warm up.

The sixth sense did not send any warning, and he was safe for the time being.

"Scholar, it's too crowded, let's go. Fifteen miles ahead, there is a small town where you can stay overnight." In the temple, the old farmer scolded.

Regarding this, He Zhao smiled and didn't care.He strode forward, took off his wet outer shirt, and baked like no one else was there.It is worth mentioning that the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand has never been put down.

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The old farmer glanced at him complainingly, and continued to drink by himself with a gourd of wine.

"Ugh!"

Sighing, a reckless man burst out laughing upon seeing this.

"There is fire and wine, why are you sighing?"

"That's right, maybe I want to eat meat!"

A group of people around him booed, but the old farmer didn't make a sound, but still smiled wryly.

After a while, the reckless men ate up the meat in their hands, and the rest of the wine tasted very boring.

"Scholar, do you have something to eat?"

"Have!"

The man who asked the question looked happy, and hurriedly continued to ask.

"What dish!"

"Meat."

After closing the words, the three-foot green blade in He Zhao's hand was unsheathed, and a cold sword light flickered.

"puff!"

A sword owl head.

"Pfft!"

The corpse fell to the ground.

"???"

"!!!"

All the people in the temple looked at the ruthless Zhao who raised his hand to kill with disbelief.

"Look, there's meat."

"Whoa!"

Except for the old farmer, the rest immediately stood up and backed away until there was nowhere to go before stopping.

"Hahaha, a group of ghosts and monsters are actually afraid of me alone."

At the same time as He Zhao laughed, he secretly thought that it was very dangerous. The strong body with three attributes breaking through 10 points almost missed.The sword edge cut into the opponent's neck, as if cutting steel.

If it wasn't for Xi Daxuan Sword Master's experience and ingenious strength, he might not be able to cut off his head.Of course, it's not without price, the left hand is completely numb and can't move for the time being.

You can only bluff people with your aura first, and then stabilize the reckless people.

But this experience is really miraculous, and it can change the plot.Moreover, I vaguely remember that it is said that Zhang Daoling abandoned Confucianism and followed Taoism because of a temple.

However, what happened during this period is unknown to future generations.

Now it seems that after narrowly escaping from death here, he became interested in cultivating Taoism.

He observed it when he was warming up the fire. When someone mentioned meat before, they glanced at him without a trace, and the eyes were full of desire for flesh and blood.

Although most people conceal it very well, the thought in the dark is still captured by the sixth sense.

As long as the headless man didn't show any malice, how could he congratulate someone and violently kill someone?
"What are we afraid of? He's alone, come on!"

"Don't move!"

The old farmer opened his mouth, and the crowd stopped after taking a few steps.

"Land, don't be ashamed. You don't look at your own virtues. You didn't have incense for offerings more than ten years ago. How much power do you still have?
As long as you listen to us obediently, we will play a few scenes, and then find a storyteller to publicize it, so that your incense can be revived again.

Suddenly, you eat meat and we drink soup, wouldn't it be beautiful? "

The reckless leader said, with a bit of helplessness in his words.

"It's just a group of corpse demons. It's impossible for me to work together with you! Today, I will protect this scholar. If you are not afraid of dying again, go forward and lead him to die."

The corpse monsters looked at each other, no one wanted to be the first bird.

"Brothers, we were bandits who robbed our homes and houses before we were alive. How can we be afraid of an old man after death? Come on, at worst, if we die again, we might be able to get relief!"

As soon as the words fell, the leader of the corpse demon took the lead in charging, and the rest of them followed after gritting their teeth.

"rub!"

The old farmer didn't look too thin, but he was not slow. He walked quickly to He Zhao and pointed at the jade pendant on his waist.

"He Fang Xiaoxiao!"

There was a roar like thunder, and a little giant with a height of three meters appeared in the dilapidated temple.

The leader of the corpse demon rushed too hard, couldn't stop, and bumped his head on it.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The former is the sound of the collision between the two sides, while the latter is the loud sound of the giant slapping the corpse monster to the ground.

A face to face, seconds.

"Big brother!"

"Kill him and avenge the boss."

Then, the giant was drowned in the raging wights.

He Zhao: "."

I just thought how powerful you are!
Co-authoring can only be prestige.

"Why don't you, old man, turn my sword into a human?"

Hearing this, the land glared at him.

"My divine power is a bit less. Your Yu Zhongweng wears it all year round, which contains a bit of spirituality. A sword? It's just a dead thing. Old man, I was too weak in my heyday, let alone now."

The surname He licked his lips, a smile appeared on his face.

If Xi, Gushen and others saw it, they might subconsciously shout: Run!
"Lord of the land, is there any spell to teach me to help me overcome the weirdness?"

Good guy, even the land god in my memory is not going to let go, thinking of grabbing a hand.

As expected of you!

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The old farmer was silent, it was the first time he met such a shameless scholar.

No matter what you say, just open your mouth.

"I do have an earth demon technique that can kill evil spirits. The question is, can you drive it?"

"A dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor. How will you know if you can do it if you don't try it!" He Zhao immediately struck while the iron was hot. Why did he enter Zhang Daoling's memory? Isn't it just for Bai Nupiao's various magical and magnificent spells.

"Okay, alas!"

The land dressed as an old farmer pointed at his eyebrows.

"Om-"

A stream of information quickly flowed into his mind, Ruthless Zhao closed his eyes and digested it carefully.

On the other side, the giant Zhong Weng is struggling to resist the siege of the zombies.

"Boom!"

In the end, he couldn't do enough and was cut to pieces by dozens of corpses.

Of course, the dead Zhong Weng turned into a jade pendant again, fell to the ground in pieces.

"Gudong!"

The land master looked at the corpse monsters with green eyes, and subconsciously shuddered.

It's over, if I knew that I had gone all out just now and poured all my divine power into Yu Zhongweng, maybe I could kill all the corpse monsters that were resurrected because they were unwilling to die.

He glanced at He Zhao who was still digesting the spell.

"Ugh"

If the remaining divine power is enough, why bother pinning hope on an impossible thing?

Twenty years ago, during the heyday of incense, a group of corpse monsters were all beheaded to death.

"Everyone ate him together!"

"Haha, I haven't tasted God yet."

The greedy eyes of the monsters became even more intense, and they rushed forward in the next second. At the critical moment, He Zhao suddenly opened his eyes and shot a flash of light, shocking the group of corpses.

【Congratulations to the player.】

　Ahem, in the overhead world, some things are more or less different and modified.

　
(End of this chapter)