Journey to the heavens starting from the fox demon

"What should I know?" Wang Yu asked strangely.

"It's nothing." Wang also sighed, and said quietly: "This time, most of the aliens are not here for the position of celestial master, but for the purpose of mastering the heavenly talisman."

"That's right, it's the Tongtian talisman!"

A little fat man in a floral dress walked over slowly while eating KFC.

Wang Yu blinked: "What is Tongtianlu?"

"Fuck! Brother, are you a savage on the mountain? You don't even know the famous Tongtianlu!" The little fat man was stunned, and looked at Wang Yu in surprise.

Immediately, his eyes lit up.

Such a coquettish dress!

At this time, Wang also said weakly: "Hey, fat benefactor, there are not only savages on the mountain, but also Taoists."

In one sentence, the relationship with Wang Yu was cleared up.

To say that when Wang Yu asked what Tongtianlu was, Wang felt that it was too embarrassing for him to follow.

The fiery eyes of the people around him stared at him in embarrassment.

"Tongtianlu, is it famous?" Wang Yu also felt the eyes of people around him wanting to see primitive people.

"It's not just famous, it's really famous, okay? You don't even know this. I really don't know which mountain you are from."

The little fat man gave him a contemptuous look, and he had no choice but to popularize knowledge for Wang Yu.

"Tongtianlu, that is one of the Eight Miraculous Skills. It is quite troublesome to know the technique of drawing talismans in Taoism. Sometimes it takes several hours to draw one piece, but it is different with Tongtianlu. It can speed up the time of drawing talismans , and it is said that if you practice to the extreme, you can draw talismans in the air."

"It is said that the owner of the Tongtian Talisman, Mr. Lu, regards the inheritance of the Tongtian Talisman as a reward for this Luotian Dajiao."

"One of the Eight Great Miraculous Skills, it sounds so powerful." Wang Yu pinched his chin and pondered for a while, drawing amulets in the air, which sounded cool and powerful.

We must get it. After Wang Yu made up his mind, he began to casually test this little fat man who seemed to know a lot.

From his mouth, I learned that his name is Hidden Dragon, and his hobby is to collect information.

According to him, he has recorded most of the famous aliens this time.

At this time, Wang Ye also came over curiously. After all, it is better to know yourself and the enemy than to be caught blind on the spot.

Although he possesses Feng Hou Qi Men, one of the Eight Miraculous Skills, he is confident that few people in the younger generation can defeat him.

But when he thought of the hexagrams he had calculated before coming here, Wang had no choice but to pull himself together.

His eyes inadvertently glanced at a man wearing a black cloak and a bronze mask.

But I just paid attention to it a little bit, and didn't care.

After all, there are so many different people in the world, there are always people with eccentricities.After all, it is people's preference, and no one will meddle in their own business.

And the strangely dressed man walked into an alley very quickly.

Turn left and right, and come to a very remote coffin shop.

After knocking lightly on the wooden door four times, if someone saw it, they would find that the person's hand was not like a normal person's hand at all.

The whole hand is bronze in color, with slender fingers and black nails.There is not much flesh in the whole hand, as if there are bones under the skin.

After not keeping the man waiting for long, the door opened from the inside.

In the dark room, there was no one to be seen.

The man in black, his expression unchanged, walked in without any hesitation.

The moment he walked in, the wooden door was closed by some kind of force.

In the quiet room, it was pitch black.

Several coffins were faintly visible, placed in the center of the room.

"Come out!"

The hoarse voice of the man in black came out from behind the mask.

"squeak--!"

As soon as the words fell, the coffin on the far side was slowly opened from the inside.

An old man with an ugly face, hunched over, crawled out of it.

This terrifying scene, if seen by ordinary people, would definitely scare people to death.

The man in black seemed to be used to it, and looked at him quietly with his hands behind his back.

"Ahem... Is the ancestor still used to it?"

The old man coughed feebly and said.

"Can the ancestor find the descendants of my emperor?"

"No, but I saw a descendant of an old man." The man in black had a little memory in his eyes.

"Oh? After the old man? Cough, cough, cough..." The old man coughed a few more times and calmed down for a while before saying, "I'm really curious about whose descendant it is. After all, it must be a famous person if it is the ancestor's old friend. "

"Jie Jie..."

"That's right. That one is a generation of killers. It's a pity that he actually denied His Majesty the First Emperor's decision, and ended up committing suicide."

There was a look of sarcasm in the eyes of the man in black, as if the old man he spoke of was that kind of fool.

"Killer?" There was a gleam in the old man's cloudy eyes, "Could it be that one? But it shouldn't be! Aren't his descendants dead?"

The man in black snorted coldly: "You must know the three caves of the cunning rabbit. The boy Liu Bang ordered to kill all the people with the surname of Ying in the world, but he thought he could really make all the descendants of my emperor disappear. It's ridiculous!"

"As long as my emperor can be resurrected, Daqin will not perish."

Taking a deep look at the man in black, the old man shook his head and climbed back into the coffin again.

……

The next day.

Wang Yu shared a room with Wang Ye, don't get me wrong, it's not because of anything else.

Just because the two of them came late, there was only one room left in the nearby hotel.