I lived two hundred years

Chapter 120 Role Playing
I didn't expect that Linshengmen would release this guy.

Could it be that the Nightmare True Talisman has been exposed?

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking in his heart.

"Master Yu, stop your guard of honor. A small place like Fucheng cannot stand the wind and rain. You will destroy this kind of city."

The wind and rain are coming, but we see a scorching sun rising, dispelling the dark clouds, and illuminating the world.

In the scorching sun, a yellow-robed monk sat cross-legged, clasped his hands, and his whole body was shining with golden light, like a Buddha, majestic and compassionate.

"Monk Jingguo, you've been chasing me for three days. If you're not annoying, I'm also annoying. If you don't know how to play, don't blame me for being ruthless." Yu Shi spoke slowly, mixed with the thunder, as if speaking from heaven.

"Master Yu is supposed to benefit one side and regulate feng shui. How can you cause wind and rain to cause cholera? Master Yu, if you really want to emulate the ancient Master Yu, please give up your guard of honor."

Monk Jingguo speaks earnestly, but he can't persuade Master Yu's heart of stone.

"Hindering my guard of honor is the enemy of life and death. Die for me!"

The Rain Master gave a cold drink, and streams of water shot out from where he was sitting upright, drawing specious arcs in the air.

Monk Jingguo sighed lightly, separated his hands, forming a lotus seal, and the golden lotus blossomed into an endless sea of ​​flowers, guarding him firmly.

"It's this move again, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Master Yu sneered, and the water lines circled around Monk Jingguo, forming circles that surrounded him up, down, left, and right.

Monk Jingguo was surprised that something was wrong, and the lotus seal changed into a lion seal.

Immediately, the blossoming golden lotus turned into golden flames, turned into a torrent, and hit the waterline blockade.

Water and fire clashed, and steam filled the air.

Although Monk Jingguo burned through the blockade in front of him, the waterlines in other places still follow him like a shadow, turning into a new blockade.

He wants to rush out and needs personal leave.

But Master Yu would not give him this time.

The trick he was brewing was still completed.

"Taiyi true water, ten thousand water returns to the original."

Master Yu pointed at Monk Jingguo, and Monk Jingguo suddenly felt that the blood in his body was out of control.

However, it doesn't matter whether it collapses or not.

Immediately after the blood, the water in Monk Jingguo's body also began to rebel, wanting to get out of his body and return to nature.

The human body is 70.00% water.

Even practitioners are no exception.

Without this water, no one can live.

Master Jingguo may be able to continue his life in other ways, but this body is not wanted.

This is really a painful loss for Buddhist cultivators who practice painstakingly for the indestructibility of the vajra.

Even an eminent monk like Monk Jingguo felt a wave of turmoil in his heart.

"Master Yu, you are going too far."

With a low shout, a dragon-shaped sword energy shot from the sky, splitting Yu Shi and the dark cloud under him into two halves.

The dark cloud that was split in two quickly dissipated.

The rain master who was split in half turned into two streams of water, intertwined in the air, and turned into the appearance of the rain master again.

"White Crane Sword, destroy my ceremonial guard, you will not share the sky, you wait for me."

Master Yu looked at the Taoist in feathers who came from Yujian, said a harsh word, and disappeared without a trace.

Juelong Qijian, as the signature figure of Juelonggu among the five masters of spiritual cultivation, none of them are easy to get along with.

Although the Linsheng Sect where Master Yu is located is also one of the five masters of spiritual cultivation, but he is only a marginal figure, how can he compare with Baihejian?

In a head-to-head confrontation, Yu Shi is definitely not Bai Hejian's opponent, he has no habit of asking for trouble.

"Master Jingguo, how is your situation?"

Bai Hejian didn't pursue, his gaze fell on Monk Jingguo, and he said with concern.

Master Jingguo chanted the Buddha's name and said, "Thanks to Fellow Daoist Baihe for taking action in time, otherwise the poor monk would have no choice but to abandon this skin."

"That's not necessarily the case. There is also an enthusiastic fellow Taoist here. If it weren't for me, he would be the one who saved you."

Bai Hejian said, looking down at the ground, facing Shen Lang from afar.

"This fellow Taoist, why don't you come up and talk about it."

"I have nothing to chat with you decent families."

Shen Lang shook his head and left.

The big play has already been watched, and he is not interested in acting in it himself.

Master Jing Guo also saw Shen Lang through his spiritual eyes at this time, and couldn't help frowning.

"What? Master. You know him?" Bai Hejian asked in surprise.

Master Jing Guo nodded and said, "This person has become famous recently, and you should have heard of it."

"People who are close to taboos." Bai Hejian frowned and said, "Evil cultivators gather, taboos are looming, what's wrong with Fucheng?"

Fucheng, Paranormal Events Bureau, Jiang Ru is also troubled by the same thing.

However, the focus of her troubles is not the evil cultivator, but Shen Lang.

"Wu Ling made a high-profile appearance, and the right way gathered. If you attract your old acquaintances, your vest will be useless. We must end all this as soon as possible, so that Fucheng can return to peace."

"With the True Nightmare Talisman and the source of the evil cultivation, it is impossible for Fucheng to calm down."

Shen Lang's voice came from the star map in the palm of Jiang Ru, and it hit the nail on the head.

"At least pass this level first." Jiang Ru gritted her teeth and said, "Wu Ling, I must beat him to ashes."

"I can take action and wipe them all out. However, the follow-up is the problem. In order to hide my information, but expose me instead, the loss outweighs the gain."

"Don't worry. I've thought of an idea, and no one will think of it for you."

Jiang Ru smiled slyly, as if returning to her youthful days.

"tell me the story."

Shen Lang was just curious at first, but after hearing Jiang Ru's plan, he couldn't help becoming interested.

Shen Lang has always wanted to try role-playing.

He quickly started some preparatory work.

To pretend to be someone else, you must first look exactly the same on the outside.

Practitioners have countless methods to change their appearance, but the target is also a practitioner, Shen Lang cannot use ordinary methods.

For this reason, he specially ran to the coastal city thousands of miles away, and knocked on the door of an old senior.

When Shen Lang walked out of that old senior's house, he had already changed drastically, from a handsome boy to a decadent middle-aged man with curly gray hair.

Looking at his appearance that he might faint at any time, it is really unbelievable that he is Shen Lang.

This is no longer a change in appearance, but a covering of information.

Even if the decadent middle-aged man saw Shen Lang himself, he would have momentary doubts.

Are you really yourself.

However, this blinding of information is only temporary.

If you know enough about decadent middle age, you can still find problems later.

Shen Lang's second step is to prevent this from happening.

He wants to imitate the inner nature of decadent middle age, so he needs to find someone who understands decadent middle age very well.

The decadent middle-aged man played by Shen Lang has a special status, and there are not many people in the world who really understand him, and there are even fewer who can help Shen Lang.

Out of confidentiality considerations, Shen Lang chose a young man who lived in seclusion on an unnamed island in the East China Sea.

(End of this chapter)