Mysterious World Tour

Chapter 367: Crossing the river and destroying the bridge, is there retribution?

Tan Mo looked at the "Taoist master" expressionlessly, not shutting up.

Let him go back and lift her skirt to see?

See what that person said?

Oh, I almost forgot that thing is not for people...

Thinking of this, Tan Mo continued to be expressionless.

At that time, he could see that the Taoist master in front of him must have cared about his childhood sweetheart when he was alive, so much so that he still couldn't forget her after his death, and even to the point of obsession.

In addition, the formation of the dead city took about a hundred years, but the "Taoist master" had already become a tiger-level demon ghost. That was not easy to do, and it was probably related to his obsession.

According to what Tan Mo knew, although demon ghosts could also practice, the practice of demon ghosts was completely different from that of living people, and it might not even rely on spiritual energy.

Isn't that a very unique, very strange, and a way of practice that is difficult for living people to understand.

For example, the Liang Zhu ghosts suppressed by the flesh-and-blood bodhisattva, whether it is the suppression of the flesh-and-blood bodhisattva or the "paid answering of questions" by the Liang Zhu ghosts, in the final analysis, it is a kind of practice of demons.

Speaking of it, the Liang Zhu ghosts are actually very unusual.

Although the two combined have the strength of a snake level, the corpse poison of the two demons is very contagious. The formation of the flesh-and-blood bodhisattva is also due to the two demons...

The living person who died from the blood sucking of zombies may not become a demon ghost after death. At most, because there is corpse poison and corpse gas outside the corpse, it can be driven by zombies.

It is obvious how special the Liang Zhu ghosts are.

I know that with the strength of his senior brother Lotus Monk, he could have killed the Liang Zhu ghosts a long time ago, but he still let them go. There must be a big secret of the spiritual world hidden in it.

Seeing that Tan Mo didn't shut up, the Taoist master thought that Tan Mo didn't believe him, and his eyes suddenly became more gloomy. He cursed angrily: "Little bald donkey who doesn't know the kindness of a good person! Can you think of me! Do I know who has cultivated the Tianlong Curse in the history of the spiritual world?"

"I would like to hear the details. I am all ears." Tan Mo put his legs together and said with a wooden face.

Hearing Tan Mo say that, and seeing that Tan Mo's expression didn't change, thinking that the little monk seemed to have that expression all the time, the Taoist master felt relieved again.

If you don't believe him, then why ask to hear it?

The little monk asked that, he must believe it.

So considering that Tan Mo also had a childhood sweetheart, he was willing to ask the tiger-level demon ghost for the ability to escape for his childhood sweetheart. The "Taoist master" snorted coldly and said, "Listen carefully, little bald donkey, I will only say it once."

Tan Mo nodded, said nothing, and looked like he was waiting for Dong Wen.

"The Heavenly Dragon Curse has been around for a long time, but there are two most famous people who have mastered the Heavenly Dragon Curse. Taoist Killer! Emperor Shi'e! Both of them were the overlords of the spiritual world at that time. The former was known as the Supreme of Taoism, and the latter almost unified Tiandong. The domineering true dragon power of the Heavenly Dragon Curse is not something that ordinary people can bear."

"The place where the two legendary figures settled in their later years is in that city."

"Now there are a lot of corpses of the two people in that city. I found it by accident. Little bald donkey, if you are interested, you can go and see. The two red bones actually have dragon scales!"

"This is actually a vision of carrying the true dragon power. The domineering nature of the Heavenly Dragon Curse can be seen. It is possible to turn a living person into a dragon!" The Taoist said and pointed to a direction in the dead city.

Tan Mo took the opportunity to look over.

He saw that outside the deserted dead city, the sky was full of fine snow foam, like catkins, obscuring some of the vision. In the silver-clad area, low bungalows could be vaguely seen, some of which had been damaged and collapsed, while others were still intact.

From time to time, you could see the dead bones exposed in the snow, suddenly showing their hideous appearance.

Those were the places left by the living people in the dead city in the past.

The place pointed by the "Taoist master" was the deepest part of the dead city. Because the houses were very low, it was easy to see what was there.

There were two large old houses.

Although the walls were damaged and the eaves were missing a lot, the silhouette of the mansions in the past could be vaguely seen.

It was definitely the ancestral land left by the great families.

The place was empty, and there were dead bones that could not even be covered by the snow.

The wind was sobbing, like a whine.

The wind and snow were cold there, but the ancient house of the Xiyue clan, which was left behind, looked even colder, with an indescribable chill that penetrated people's hearts.

It made people feel inexplicably dazed, as if the land under their feet, or the dead city, was conveying a kind of obscure sadness.

The dead city had spirits!

Tan Mo didn't shut up, so he withdrew his gaze.

He had no intention of finding out.

He came here by escaping, and the rest was irrelevant.

The little princess was waiting for him to go back and eat hot pot!

The secret to longevity, please stay out of other people's business...

So Tan Mo kept a wooden face and ignored the words of the "Taoist master" that seemed to show off.

The clansmen of the Xiyue legendary figure all died in his legs, wasn't he showing off?

Tan Mo said in a calm voice: "It is just that ordinary people cannot bear it, but it is not that only men can bear the domineering true dragon intention of the Heavenly Dragon Curse. Taoist priest, that is my prejudice."

"I said women can bear it?" The master of the sect immediately sneered when he heard this. He stared at Tan Mo coldly and said, "Little bald donkey, a poor man asked me, am I deceiving myself?"

When Tan Mo heard this, his face was expressionless. Then he stared at the monster and asked, "I wonder if the Taoist priest has ever heard of a female man?"

The expert in the sect was speechless. Although it was the first time he heard the saying of a female man, he could understand it. After a moment of silence, he swung his legs and smiled again. , it's very strange.

He looked at Tan Mo and said: "Let's not talk about that. Pindao's escape method is not something strange. Moreover, Pindao has kept it for them for hundreds of years without spreading it. So he can't afford to mistake them. Little Bald Donkey I want to learn, so Pindao teaches me. In addition to me giving Pindao sermons, Pindao also asks me to offer satisfactory sacrifices to Pindao every month.”

"Human life as a sacrifice?" Tan Modong consciously thought of the request made by the two ghosts of Liang and Zhu, but was fooled by his senior brother Lotus Monk with a chicken, and he didn't even give the chicken a taste at first.

"The little bald donkey is smart!" The expert nodded, looking at Tan Mo's eyes, he was very dissatisfied.

If a human life is sacrificed, then most demons and ghosts can use their training legs.

"Then Taoist Priest, let's talk about the magic power first." Tan Mo did not agree immediately, but said so. His voice was still calm. He retracted his gaze from the monster and said in a slow tone. : "I guess the Taoist priest won't worry about the young monk cheating."

"I'm really not worried about the little bald donkey. I dare to cheat. Brother Bu Nao, I wonder if I can stay away for a while?" The master of the sect said with deep approval, and then looked at the pig demon with a pair of sinister eyes. His eyes suddenly looked particularly malicious.

The pig demon's plot against him is not over yet!

As for whether the pig demon had plotted against him and brought the young monk to see him, the "Taoist master" didn't think much about it. After all, demons and ghosts are always afraid of people!

Just like a person who never feels threatened by a puppy that is only a few months old.

Tan Mo felt extremely weird at that moment. He was sure that he heard correctly. The pig demon's famous slogan was really true!

He just thought that the "Taoist master" shut up and spoke with his hometown accent!

After all, who dares to take that number!

If the pig demon takes that Taoist name, is he afraid that it will shorten his life?

Besides, isn't that guy the reincarnation of Zhu Bajie's second soul? Zhu Bajie is not passed down from his ancestors!

"Okay, no problem, he'll leave then." Hearing this, the pig demon laughed and immediately turned around and left.

The pig demon doesn't know how to escape, it uses the incantation method, and it's very fast with clouds and mist surrounding it.

After the pig demon had gone far away, the master of the sect began to talk about his escape method.

The man named Wangshan returned.

The purpose of that escape method is that no matter where you have been, your own spiritual power will leave traces in those places. After using the escape method, you can sense those traces from a distance, thereby speeding up your own speed.

That is to say, looking at the mountain, people return.

As for the speed of improvement, it can be increased to about two to ten times the usual speed. As the distance to the destination is closer, the speed becomes faster.

After listening, Tan Mo couldn't help but compare it with the magical power, and suddenly wondered whether that escape method could be considered a magical power?

Because the traces of spiritual power left by the Wangshan people when they returned to escape would be washed away once they encountered too violent fluctuations in spiritual power, or relatively heavy winds and rains.

That means one thing. When you practice the escape method, you can pay in a few fixed places, and from time to time you need to replenish the traces of spiritual power. If you want to maintain the normal use of the magical power, it can be said that it is quite difficult. For trouble.

This magical power should be used for communication within a sect.

Tan Mo soon realized that.

Then he thought about the current situation of Mahakala. In the area of ​​transportation, Mahakala's means of transportation are in a very primitive state. The most convenient means of transportation in the phantom world is the treasure ship, but that is not available to ordinary people.

As a practitioner, even if there is no peaceful state, if you want to seek help, if you don't have a treasure ship, you can choose to ride a horse or a chariot, or rely on your own escape method.

In particular, the emphasis on escape can be seen.

So overall, that escape method is actually quite good. Besides, if he wants to ask the princess to master the Wangshanren Return Escape Technique, he doesn't want the princess to use it to pay for it, otherwise he will reject it. It was just for her to gain recognition from the Void, so that he could use his divine foot power to take care of her.

With Tan Mo's eyesight at this time, he can naturally judge whether that escape method is true or false, especially if he has the divine foot power as a reference, it will be easier to find out the problematic aspects of that escape method.

After a while, he walked to the door and said: "Taoist Master, there are seventeen deficiencies in that escape method. The young monk can repair and fill in fourteen of them. I would like to ask the Taoist Master to inform the young monk of the remaining three places." Thank you very much.”

"Is the little bald donkey really good? Then I can tell you." There was no unnatural expression on the tall-legged man's face. Hearing Tan Mo's words, he smiled and then looked at the mountain man again. I said the method of returning and escaping again.

After hearing this, Tan Mo thought about it carefully and then nodded.

"Do you understand, little bald donkey? Then agree to Pindao's sacrifice..."

The "Taoist master" was interrupted by Tan Mo before he finished speaking. Then he heard Tan Mo say: "I told the Taoist master seventeen places, and the Taoist master also told me seventeen places, but the Taoist master started from the beginning and deliberately repeated and mixed up. In fact, he still didn't mention two of them, and even reversed the order of some parts."

Speaking of that, Tan Mo paused, then he put his legs together, looked at the Taoist master calmly, and said slowly: "Bu Luo, I don't expect the Taoist master to tell me that it's red. I can already repair it myself. So now, please let me go!"

"Go? What way?" The Taoist master didn't react for a while.

Tan Mo didn't say anything at that time, and he used the Wanhua Magic Sutra.

When the magic sutra locked the Taoist master, the demon ghost suddenly showed extreme fear in his eyes, and then...

There was no more.

How can a trapped tiger-level demon ghost escape when it is locked by the magic scripture?

Tan Mo opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of soul power, allowing that pool of soul power to manifest strange phenomena in the snow and dry bones. He muttered expressionlessly: "You little bald donkey, do I really think I have no temper? I didn't want to pursue it with me. After all, I am not a domineering and unreasonable person. With the magic power, I can only deceive me at most, but I am seeking death like that, how can I let me go?"

Then, Tan Musao left.

The escape method he wanted to seek has already reached his legs, so there is naturally no value in staying there any longer. As for the strange corpses in the two houses inside, Tan Mo didn't want to see them.

Just as Tan Mo stepped out of the dead city, with a loud bang, the dead city that seemed to stand in the world of snow collapsed in an instant. The countless dead bones were buried in the brick and tile ruins along with the collapse of the dead city. The wind and snow were flying all over the sky, whistling, and the snow was getting heavier.

The dead bones that could not be covered by the snow were completely covered at this moment.

The city seemed to be buried by the snow!

The scene changed very quickly. The scene that should have been completed in several months was completed in a breath.

Tan Mo stopped, turned around, and looked at it from half a mile away.

"That city is really spiritual! Once the culprit died, the city can rest in peace." Tan Mo couldn't help but put his legs together, chanted a Buddhist name, looked serious, and then recited the mantra of rebirth over and over again.

People may not turn into demons after death, but if too many people die, there will definitely be some resentment.

And it was the resentment of the people who died tragically in the dead city that made the city have spirits, stubbornly but lonely in the desolate world for a hundred years, and finally waited for the moment when the dead could rest in peace.

After reciting the rebirth mantra 9981 times, Tan Mo looked at the dead city that had disappeared. All he could see was snow, as if the dead city did not exist at all. He remained silent.

At that moment, Tan Mo had an epiphany in his heart.

He should do something.

For the ordinary people in that world.

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