Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

The people of the Song family will appear here, not because they are bored and wandering around, but this is just the place where they must pass.

They are going to find a real person. It is said that the real person will tell fortune-tellers for lucky people, and it is the most effective.

The head of the Song family was fortunate enough to be instructed when he was young, and he was the most respected for this real person's ability.

At this time, the family welcomed two promising juniors, and they were about to have an immortal fate. However, the position of the head of the family can only be passed on to one person. Only when it is settled, can the clansmen of this branch enjoy the blessing.

The future of the monk is too long, and no one can tell what will happen in the future.

However, this real person, the head of the Song family is very convinced of him, so he will travel thousands of miles to find him.

At this time, the people of the Song family had to take a detour to save their strength because they encountered monsters on the road, and just happened to pass by here.

Jiao Ke has been psychic and is a person with cultivation base. It is natural to perceive the spirituality here, so he came to check it alone without everyone else.

That extravagant lady kept her eyes on Jiao Ke's actions, and she caught up like a follower.

No one knows where the old woman went, but for one thing, Mao seems to have been saved by the three of them. This is a great kindness. The three of them gathered around the spoiled guest and gave away their most precious treasures.

That Miss Gui saw it in her eyes and was jealous in her heart, but she couldn't do anything about it, so she had to bury some careful thoughts in her heart.

Because he knew that Ren Yi was in the secret realm, Jiao Ke's thoughts of leaving faded, and he and a few people continued to wait outside.

Miss Gui watched a few people sitting in the open air, standing with some disgust, and didn't talk to them.

Sanshi is impatient, and couldn't help but ask the charming guest, "I think Miss Song is a talisman. When I was fighting the enemy just now, the talisman was useless. How did the old woman break through the dark magic attack of the old woman?"

Jiao Ke explained with a headache: "I really didn't do anything, I just glanced at her."

"Just because of one glance? People are gone??"

Mao looked so surprised that his jaw dropped.

What spell is this? Really unheard of, unseen.

Jiao Ke shrugged and randomly found a reason for himself, "Isn't that the case? My feeling is that I can restrain that old woman. As for why this happens, I think it's probably because my spiritual sense is beyond ordinary people. Otherwise, I can't be a talisman."

It's speculation, but it's the truth. I have to say that since the end of the thousands of knots and calamities, the whole person seems to be reborn, and it has changed drastically.

This is also the reason why Ren Yi did not dare to get too close to her when he met her again.

She is strong, confident, and indescribably elegant.

He is weak, has low self-esteem, and is always ready to live a life.

What else can two people say in this world?

Among the three, Prince Baqi has the deepest understanding of spiritual consciousness, because after he broke through the realm of the king of gods, he felt it deeply.

"Each cultivator's spiritual consciousness is strong or weak, which is determined by nature and cannot be changed by the day after tomorrow. Miss Song can have such an opportunity, I am really envious."

"Ah? Is there still such a statement? The spiritual sense can't be strengthened?" Jiao Ke was shocked, "But, I clearly feel that my spiritual sense is increasing! Especially when I created a new kind of talisman paper. , this feeling is the strongest."

Prince Baqi quickly shook his head, "No no no, what I am talking about here is ordinary monks, we are cultivating the amount of spiritual energy stored in the body, and there is no corresponding exercise to cultivate spiritual consciousness.

But your talisman is different, your paths are very different from normal monks. You make talismans and specialize in the cultivation of spiritual consciousness, so you can naturally feel the strength of spiritual consciousness.

That old woman, with a strange practice, may be just right with you. It's also thanks to meeting you, otherwise, the three of us would have to die here, not even the scumbag. "

Just now, he carefully looked at the place covered by the black vortex. The turf, gravel, dead branches and leaves on the ground were all gone. It was as if someone had scraped the ground with a knife, leaving only the bare ground.

It's too cruel!

"Hey... Maybe it's like this! Who knows. My generation practice, we all cross the river by feeling the stones, who can be our teacher? Who can be the teacher of others?"

Mao sighed.

This is why he has a ten-year limit on apprenticeships. Ten years later, he had explained almost everything about his practice to his apprentices, and he no longer needed the guidance of his master as to how they would go in the future.

And he himself, the more he practiced, the more unknown things he encountered, he was still at a loss, and he needed others to guide him.

A few people said it was lively, and the extravagant young lady stood dumbfounded for a while, until her ankles were sore, and then she saw the large army of the Song family coming over.

Seeing that Song Patriarch was an acquaintance, he happily joined the ranks of the bonfire barbecue.

I was eating lively, and when I was full of wine and food, I only heard a "bang" explosion, a huge mushroom cloud rose from the secret realm not far away, and countless gravel splashed in all directions.

Surrounding the bonfire, except for the Song family who is a common man, the rest are monks, and they each cast spells and fly away the gravel.

The Patriarch of the Song family received a favor because of this, but he was not injured by the gravel.

On the other hand, those servants were all decorated with paint, with scratched faces, ripped clothes, and even a miserable one, with blinded eyes, to name a few.

For a time, all kinds of mourning, miserable screams, and cries for help intertwined, converging into a dirge of heaven and earth, which made everyone who heard it moved.

"Ah, ah !!!! My face! Hey ~~~ My face ~ disfigured, ah ~~~"

The one who screamed loudly was none other than the extravagant second lady of the Song family.

Her voice was so sharp that the few people who were very close to her covered their ears in pain and said with a displeased expression: "Little girl, what are you screaming, it's just a disfigurement, Not dead yet.

When you die, it's not too late for you to cry again. "

"Hey ... you manage me, I just want to call! Ah, ah ~~~"

Because of being preached, the noble lady howled even more vigorously.

She was really panicked, her face was cut in two places. Subconsciously, she suddenly compared her beautiful face to that of the ugliest Xi Gongren in the Song residence.

He was also a man with a wounded face. He was as ugly as he wanted to be. In the whole house, anyone who saw him would spit.

At this time, do you want to become such a person?

It's too scary to think about, and the extravagant lady is terrified.

"Come on, it's no use screaming your throat!"

Jiao Ke gave her a cold look, telling the truth.