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Chapter 379 Return My Apprentice

Subconsciously, everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

From a distance, one could see Baili Kaiwai wearing an ill-fitting Taoist robe, with a bun tied casually on his head, fixed with a crooked wooden hairpin, and two straw shoes that were obviously not the same pair under his feet. The old Taoist priest came from a distance.

The Taoist priest was outside Baikai at the beginning, but the next moment everyone looked at him, he had already crossed more than half of the distance.

In the blink of an eye, there was no movement, and the old man had already arrived in front of everyone.

"you"

Looking at this old man whose identity was unknown, who couldn't see through his cultivation, and seemed to be very powerful, the Great Sage had wary eyes and held the golden cudgel tightly in his hand.

However.
"Oh, my miserable apprentice, why did you die just like that!"

Before the Great Sage could finish asking, the old Taoist figure suddenly appeared on the edge of the golden silk, and sat down on the edge of the soft edge. The old Taoist held Tang Sanzan's tender face in his arms, While rubbing hard, weeping sadly.

The crying sound, if there is even a little sadness on his face, if there is even a drop of tears falling from his eyes, the Great Sage thinks... he almost believes that he is really sad.

However, the old man didn't care the slightest bit about other people's reactions.

Holding Tang Sanzan's face as if there was no one else around, the old Taoist continued to cry.

"Apprentice, you are not yet one year old, but my master snatched you away from bastards by the river.

For 18 years in a row, the teacher fed you up with shit and urine, and pointed at you to die for the teacher.

How can you say no and it's gone.

If you are like this, don’t you let the white-haired person give black hair to the teacher. Send it to someone who has no hair! "

After talking about black hair, he looked at Tang Sanbu's shiny bald head, and the old Taoist seemed to feel that it was inappropriate to say so, so he temporarily changed his words.

Great Sage: "."

Second senior brother: "."

Bodhisattvas: "."

You are old, can you cry later?
You came here so suddenly that we were all caught off guard.

And, are you sad or happy?

Why are you crying so badly, why do you still have an uncontrollable smile on your face?
Just by looking at the expression, people who don't know will think that your apprentice is very happy when you are dead.

and also
Isn't Tang Sanzan a monk?How could Master be a Taoist priest?Are you a fake Taoist priest?
Su Luo, who didn't know that his identity as a fake Taoist priest had been found out, was still holding Tang San's burial in the name of mourning, but it was actually an inspection.

After careful inspection, he found that his apprentice hadn't been chopped off by that idiot Du Tianshen Lei. He didn't even lose a piece of flesh, not even a hair or a piece of dead skin. He just died from internal injuries. After that, Su Luo let out a long breath.

fine!fine!
Although he was dead, at least he didn't lose any hair or dead skin.

What if the god of heaven, Lei Buchangyan, killed his apprentice and at the same time destroyed this treasure that I don't know how many panaceas he took, how many fairy fruits and spiritual roots he ate, and a drop of blood can make people live forever. body, then he will suffer a big loss this time.

After all, although he succeeded in drawing out the will of the world, but this time the opponent was almost intimidated, and his gains could not keep up with the efforts to create Tang Sanzan's precious body.

Seeing that he didn't lose money now, Su Luo felt relieved.

After being relieved, Su Luo let go of Tang Sanbu's 'corpse' and stood up from the bed.

"If you don't believe me, Pindao has raised an apprentice for 18 years, how can he just say that he is gone.

How can the white-haired person send or not send people such a thing, can fall on the poor.

How can a poor apprentice let Tianshou go. "

Muttering in his mouth, the old Taoist's breath suddenly changed.

At that moment, even the Taoist decorations that he casually put on because he was in a hurry after returning from chaos, couldn't conceal his immortal demeanor.

Wearing an ill-fitting Taoist robe without wind, Su Luo slowly raised his head, squinting at the sky at a 45-degree angle, with an indescribably domineering and free-spirited expression.

With a head of white hair fluttering in the wind, the old Taoist slowly raised his hands, drawing a mysterious trajectory on his chest, as if he was casting some kind of secret method against the sky.

then
After forming 49 [-] handprints, the movements of the old Taoist's hands paused slightly.

At that moment, whether it was the three great bodhisattvas, the three apprentices or the Holy Mother of Lishan, they all subconsciously held their breath and stared closely at the old Taoist priest, wanting to see what kind of secret method he had performed.

However.
The spell did not wait, but they waited for the old Taoist to mutter.

"How do you do the fingerprints below?"

"puff!"

At that moment, seven sounds of vomiting blood sounded in unison.

While vomiting blood, several people saw the old Taoist shake his head and stop making seals.

He waved his hands that were a little sore from the tiredness of seal formation just now, put down his left hand, raised his right hand and pointed at the void, and gently spit out four words from his mouth——

"Santu. Wangchuan!"

Swish!
In the next moment, a river connecting the two worlds of Yin and Yang emerged from the void, with no visible origin and no end in sight.

There are endless dead bones in the river, and there are undead sighing and wailing constantly on the river surface. When they emerge from the water, they are torn into the water by other undead in an instant, biting and eating.

Even the bodhisattvas who are used to seeing big scenes can't help being slightly shocked.

This river looks like the Wangchuan River in the underworld.

However, as a bodhisattva, which one has never seen Wangchuan, Wangchuan in the underworld is absolutely not so terrifying.

They even felt that even with their current cultivation bases of Taiyi and Daluo, if they fell into this river, they would not be able to escape the end of death.

And such a river was casually summoned to the sky by this old Taoist priest who looked like a fake Taoist priest.

Where the hell is this old Taoist priest?
It is so terrifying, why it seems that no one in the Three Realms has heard of his reputation? ,

Wait. Wait!

The three bodhisattvas looked at each other, and a legend rang out in their minds.

20 years ago, the Buddha was beaten with a sap by a Taoist priest of unknown origin and robbed the twelve golden lotuses.

Twenty years ago, Zhenyuan Daxian was holding a ginseng fruit meeting in Wuzhuang Temple. He was hit on the back of the head by a straw shoe that fell from the sky and fell into a coma. He lost a seat of ginseng fruit.

20 years ago, the Dao ancestor made alchemy in the Bajing Palace, and he had not left for 81 days. Dao Tong entered the alchemy room to look for his master, but he saw a big bag on his forehead, with hideous horns, and he was sleeping soundly.

20 年前
Thinking of certain legends that have only been spread in a small area that no one has ever believed in, and seeing this terrifying Taoist priest who does not know his identity but is powerful.

The three bodhisattvas looked at each other, shook their heads in unison, with a secretive expression on their faces.

Buddha said: Do not say!Can't say it!

Said it would be fatal!
Of course, this is not the point.

Just when the three great bodhisattvas were frightened by their guesses and practiced closed-mouth meditation, they saw a black spot emerging from the invisible end of the river above the head that had no origin and no end.

The black shop spanned endless distances in an instant, and slowly enlarged in the eyes of everyone.

When they got close, everyone could see clearly that it was a black boat exuding a rotten smell.

The canopy of the boat is dilapidated, it is unknown whether it was damaged by external forces or decayed in the long river of time, giving people a depressing sense of disillusionment and death.

The boat moved slowly from far to near, but it came to the front in an instant.

Knowing that the hull of the boat was completely in the eyes of everyone, several people saw clearly that there was a person standing on the bow of this small boat.

No, it shouldn't be said to be human.

More precisely, it should be a skeleton with a black luster and a decaying atmosphere.

The skeleton is wearing a black cloak. The cloak has experienced many rough years, giving people a sense of dilapidation that can be turned into fly ash by a gust of wind.

But draped on the black skeleton, the black cloak gave people a terrifying illusion that a piece of clothing could bury them all.

Do not.
That's not an illusion!
Guanyin Bodhisattva, the most powerful of the three major bodhisattvas, warned himself in his heart.

The feeling of facing death is definitely not an illusion.

This skeleton that came with a black ghost ship on the suspected river of Wangchuan was definitely a terrifying existence that she could not imagine.

Maybe it doesn't need a piece of clothing, just a look, the other party can completely annihilate himself from this world.

just
Who the hell is it?

Why has there never been a record about him in this world, and why was he summoned by this old Taoist priest?

"What are you calling me for?"

The black skull had hollow eye sockets and no eyeballs. Even Guanyin could tell that even the fire of his soul had been extinguished.

And it was such an existence that could be judged to be completely dead in the sense of the true spirit level, but it appeared alive in front of her with a black ghost ship, looked down at them all, and slowly spit out four words .

Then
With such a powerful existence, what was this old Taoist priest calling him for? ,

Is it to make a deal with such a terrifying demon and ask him to save his apprentice, the monk whose soul is nowhere to be found lying on the bed?
Just is it really possible? ? ,

In other words, with such a terrifying existence that he had never heard of, what price would he have to pay if he wanted to rescue Tang Sanzan?
While thinking and struggling in Guanyin's heart, he saw the old Taoist curled his lips in disdain when faced with the question of the black skull, who was so powerful that perhaps the Buddha would despair in front of it.

No. Disdain?

How dare he? ,

In the face of such an existence that is frightening from the depths of his soul, how dare he show disdain for such an emotion.

Isn't he afraid of death?
However.
What Guanyin didn't expect was that after curling his lips, the old Taoist spoke slowly.

Even more aloof, he looked at the black skull with an almost commanding tone and an almost overlooking attitude.

"Bring back my apprentice, and I won't beat you."

ps: This should be the second update today. I was delayed by something today, and I didn’t start coding until after nine o’clock.

For the next update, I will try my best and start coding now, but even if I can code it, it will be after midnight.

(End of this chapter)