Celestial Master [entertainment circle]

The next morning, the dark clouds hovering in the sky had dispersed, and the looming sunlight penetrated into the thin mist.

Mandrill Nine looked into the village, and found that many old faces had disappeared, replaced by a group of new faces with a Mandrill aura.

To be precise, its kindred has acquired a new body and integrated into the crowd.

Except for one trade item and two foreigners that cannot be eaten, the breath of the rest of the same race fluctuates because they have just changed their bodies.

The atmosphere in the village is a bit weird, everyone seems to be suppressing something, but the person who is playing the role of the body on the surface.

Mandrill Nine swayed to Luo Shifang's side, and said in a low voice, "Drill Three, last night, many members of the same clan seemed to be fighting, do you know what happened?"

Luo Shifang: "They were robbing food last night. They fought over it. Before the village was demolished, I gave them a good lesson. Then one or two got stubborn, and no one wanted it. Don't worry about who you talk to."

"That's really the case." Mandrill Jiu nodded.

Luo Shifang said again: "Tonight is the day of delivery, but their thoughts are all on themselves. I thought about it with Mandrill, and your cultivation level is not bad, but this time I couldn't share it. Meat, so I entrust you with the job of negotiating with the other party, and in the future, I will give you some more internal organs from Mandrill and I, how about it?"

Mandrill Nine is the surviving Mandrill with level three strength. As for the other Mandrills, they were all wiped out by Luo Shifang last night.

From the mouths of other Mandrills, Mandrill Nine has a loose temperament and is the weakest in its class. Although the order of names is higher, it is counterattacked by Mandrill Seventeen, Mandrill Twenty, etc. The younger mandrills respect it on the surface. In fact, he despises it. Mandrill of the same generation ignores it openly and secretly, so it is one of the most transparent existences in the group.

But it is his embarrassing position that can be used by Luo Shifang and others.

When Mandrill Jiu heard the good news that fell from the sky, he was stunned for a while, and then his whole body trembled with excitement.

"Drill San, is what you said true? Do you really want to entrust this job to me?"

It has long wanted to be relied on by the clan, but due to its lazy personality and weak strength, it has never been able to find a chance to shine, so that even Mandrill, which is weaker than it, looks down on it.

Luo Shifang patted Mandrill Jiu on the shoulder: "Really, this job is yours, I believe you can do it well."

"Well! Don't worry!"

Mandrill Jiu believed it without any doubts at all, and was immersed in the joy of being widely praised and cleansed of shame after the fact was accomplished.

Not long after, Wang Weihan stepped forward and asked with a smile: "Brother Shifang, why are you so familiar with this grandfather?"

Luo Shifang and Mandrill looked at each other, and the latter's eyes flickered, explaining that his shoulder was hurting, and he asked someone to pat him for help, and now the pain is gone.

This reason is also tenable, Wang Weihan is not entangled at all, to be precise, there is no need to entangle.

And Mandrill Jiu also left quickly in order not to let the situation change.

But it failed to hear the conversation between Luo Shifang and Luo Shifang after it left.

Wang Weihan smiled slyly: "Brother Shifang, the way I acted just now was quite natural, right? I think its reaction should be believed."

Luo Shifang: "Very good, but you have to work hard tonight."

"Of course, I want to be a god teammate." Wang Weihan patted himself on the heart.

Except for the guests, the other members of the crew got a breath-changing talisman, playing themselves openly and infiltrating into the forces of the Mandrill clan.

This is the fourth day everyone has entered Xiaojia Village. The program team is generally in a state of suspension, and only made up a few shots of the shuttle enchantment in the morning and evening. Thanks to the first two nights, the materials used for editing are already very abundant. They even went to the locust tree in the back mountain, and took pictures of several second-level mandrills practicing cultivation while hanging upside down on human skin.

It was so frightening that Li Lei almost screamed regardless of his image.

And after nightfall, is the highlight of this period of time.

Under a blood moon, Mandrill put Wang Weihan, who was still in a coma, under the locust tree. At exactly midnight, a gust of dark wind broke through the barrier like a sharp sword. The smelly man came slowly.

A look of disgust flashed in Mandrill Nine's eyes. The Mandrills are indeed cannibals, but the human race is not their own race, and it is forbidden for them to eat each other.

The man in front of him named Lang Xingjun murdered other people's lives and seized other people's bodies, no different from cannibalism.

You know, even most beasts will follow this bottom line.

Of course, Mandrill Nine did not have the slightest sympathy for Wang Weihan, whether the other party died or lived has nothing to do with him, it just stood on a high ground to condemn a foreign race.

"The person you want, we brought you. His soul is still there, and his body is intact. Please check."

Lang Xingjun squatted down, stretched out a black and purple rotten hand, and squeezed Wang Weihan's tendons.

No injuries, soul and body are very intact... He is very satisfied with what Mandrill Jiu brought.

In less than ten days, the degree of rot in his current physical body has intensified again and again, almost to the verge of collapse.

If he can't transfer his physical body within expectations, then his practice will come to naught, and if he doesn't have a suitable physical body and still uses ordinary people as his targets, it is estimated that he will have decayed before he has completely seized his body, even if he suppresses his cultivation. Barely integrated, it won't last long.

Cultivation, how can it not bring some risks.

Next, he will first dig out Wang Weihan's heart, save it and bring it back, and replace it with Zeng Liluo.

Then, Lang Xingjun's heart will be stuffed into Wang Weihan's heart-less body. After completing the seizure, according to the purity of this body, he can persist for at least ten years without worry.

The sorcery practiced by Lang Xingjun is called "Prajna Corpse Forbidden Method". The more he practiced later, the stronger the wear and tear on the body, and the number of people he killed may decrease, but every time he kills a person, it is a violation of orthodox law. A major blow to the Xuanmen world.

Such a person, assuming that the evil law needs him to destroy the orthodox Taoist world in order to ascend to immortality, he will definitely do so!

Lang Xingjun said with a hoarse voice like frosting: "Yes, you have done a good job."

Mandrill Jiu sneered, "What about the things we want?"

Lang Xingjun threw a jade bottle over and said concisely: "Let's test it."

As soon as Mandrill Jiu opened the jade bottle, a breath of Yin wood turned into white smoke rose faintly, causing it to subconsciously take a deep breath.

Wood is originally the most vigorous representative of the five elements, most of which belong to yang, and this yin wood pill is condensed from the roots of yin wood irrigated with yin qi.

Powerful yin trees are rare, like the pagoda tree, which is cherished and cherished by the Mandrill tribe, it is a typical representative of yin trees, and it is the most suitable place for yin spirits to practice.

This bottle of Yinmu Pill can give the Mandrills a powerful boost, so Mandrill Nine carefully held it in the palm of his hand and said, "It's what we want."

Lang Xingjun: "If there is a chance, we can continue to cooperate next time."

After looking at each other for a while, Mandrill asked with a low voice, "Aren't you going?"

"I remember I told you that I will transfer the body first, and then use this body to go back." Lang Xingjun thought about it, and paused, "You don't seem to know about this matter, you Mandrill clan Has anything happened recently?"

Mandrill Jiu answered firmly: "No."

"Not at all?" Lang Xingjun asked repeatedly.

Mandrill Nine's tone was a little impatient: "Isn't it just that we ate a few human races and then used them in their bodies, is it possible that you want to go back on your word?"

Lang Xingjun stared at Mandrill Jiu quietly for a long time, only feeling that the other party was not suitable for negotiation, and his tone was a little oppressive.

"Where did the mandrill who negotiated with me go?"

Given that he essentially possesses level four strength, even if he can only perform at level three, it will not hinder the coercive Shifang. Mandrill Nine, a low-level third-level monster, can't bear it in an instant, kneels down in embarrassment, and I've said everything I know.

"Last night, there was a dispute among our Mandrill clan for robbing food. They may be injured, so they sent me over."

——Arguing over food?

Lang Xingjun twitched the corners of his mouth in disdain. After all, spirits are spirits. For the sake of making money, it is ridiculous that they are so miserable that they are even worse than wild animals.

"Go away, I want to practice here, don't disturb me, otherwise I won't be polite."

Mandrill scrambled and ran away, but he hated him extremely: he was just a human race, relying on his own cultivation, he uttered nonsense in the territory of their Mandrill tribe, and decided to finish him later to avoid future troubles .

It was just about to contact the same clan, intending to use the power of the clan to let Lang Xingjun taste the feeling of regret, when it saw Luo Shifang walking in his direction.

"Drill three, listen to me, the person we are cooperating with is really presumptuous..."

However, before it finished speaking, it found that its entire body was bound tightly by something, and it could no longer move.

……

Lang Xingjun's arms were raised, his hands were in the shape of claws. Facing this hard-won body, he should be more cautious. Even in the process of removing the heart, other tissues should not be damaged.

Suddenly, several sounds of breaking through the air sounded, and his eyes sharpened. Before he could open the protective barrier in the future, his arms were already entangled by several bright red threads.

Under the pale moonlight, the red thread is filled with crimson streamer, which is beautiful.

"The marriage line of astrology..."

Lang Xingjun couldn't help murmuring twice.

Although the marriage line that binds him in front of him is different from what he knows, it is impossible for him not to recognize the things of his former teacher.

In fact, he also had his own marriage line back then, but this thing is not usually used as a magic weapon for fighting, but has a special effect of selecting marriage, but in his memory, he used this thing as a fighting tool There is also one person who uses it.

Lang Xingjun looked at the tall figure walking towards him from far and near, his eyes were a little dazed for a while: "Senior brother...?"

However, what responded to him was a killing intent that turned into a sharp arrow.

When Luo Shifang's fist was only an inch away from his head, he narrowly avoided it, and in turn used the red thread wrapped around his wrist to throw Luo Shifang towards Huaimu.

However, Lang Xingjun's trick was also removed halfway.

Luo Shifang stood on the ground and said in a cold voice, "Hi, this is our first meeting, Mr. Lang Xing... the former uncle."

When Lang Xingjun heard "Master Uncle", he felt extremely strange, and after he regained his composure, he narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"I didn't expect you to follow me."

Luo Shifang said in a trembling voice: "In order to practice evil methods, you betrayed astrology, became a heretic, and killed many innocent people... According to the rules of the Taoist world, you should be executed on the spot."

"Hehe~"

When Lang Xingjun heard this, he just let out a sarcastic laugh, like a knife piercing the eardrum, making people shudder.

"Wild species, I am an elder, and I am here to teach you today. If there is only one person left in the lineage of a sect in this world, no matter whether that person is right or wrong, it is the only lineage... as long as I kill you, I will kill you." It's astrology!"

Lang Xingjun's eyes were full of blood, and he saw a ferocious ghost mask covering his face, making his strength approach the fourth level.

"A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. It's a wild breed. I've lived for more than [-] years and survived countless bloody storms. No matter how talented you are, you're just a flower in a greenhouse. What are you going to fight with me!"

A gust of wind swayed from Lang Xingjun as the center into a wind blade killing formation.

Luo Shifang's pupils shrank, and he said sorry in secret, tied the unconscious Wang Weihan with a red thread, and kicked him into the distance.

He used ingenuity, Wang Weihan will not be injured, and the red line will also turn into a shield to prevent him from being harmed by external forces.

Almost at the same moment when the person was kicked away, countless sharp thorns stood up on the ground, and Luo Shifang had to avoid the sharp thorns for a while, and jumped onto the branch of the locust tree.

Luo Shifang is a genius, so why isn't Mr. Lang Xing?It's just that compared with the former, the latter is obviously going astray.

After feeling the direction of the wind blade, he rushed forward, moving like a ghost, and came to Lang Xingjun in the blink of an eye.

"Oh!"

He punched one side of the barrier, and the thick barrier shattered.

A trace of surprise flashed across Lang Xingjun's face under the mask. The enchantment he created with the background of a fourth-level celestial master, a junior opponent, can actually accurately aim at the anchor point and break it with strength. What a genius!

Almost at the same time, Luo Shifang threw out several red threads from his hand, binding Lang Xingjun's other arm.

With his own strength, he forcibly pulled the opponent up from the ground, and threw it heavily to the ground!

"Boom!"

The dust was flying, but there was no figure of Mr. Lang Xing on the ground, only two rotten arms.

It turned out that at the moment just now, the other party did not do anything else, directly removed his two arms, and then quickly fled the scene with a move of the land spirit.

If this move hits, the opponent's fragile body will be smashed to pieces immediately.

"It was a bluff, but did you escape by cutting off your tail? No, he did explode with a lot of strength just now, but that physical body should not be able to bear it. He originally set up this plan to replace the physical body. With his plan, he... can't escape far."

Luo Shifang looked around, looked at the arm on the ground, thought for a while, and threw out a tracer.

The tracking talisman is a kind of elementary talisman, and it cannot track a person for nothing, but if there is that person's personal belongings, or flesh and blood, this talisman will play an unimaginable magical effect.

As a result, when Luo Shifang chased him to the entrance of Xiaojia Village, the tracking talisman split into more than a dozen different mana threads, roughly the same thickness, together with different directions.

Now, he also knew that the other party had indeed escaped.

It is not difficult to break the tracking talisman. Put your own blood on the paper man or scarecrow, and use the borrowing method to make the paper man or scarecrow temporarily become your own puppet. easily detected.

If a fourth-level celestial master doesn't even know how to use this trick, he would have been hunted down by the enemy as early as that year.

Luo Shifang shook his head. His spell aptitude was mediocre. Although he could cast beans into soldiers, the soldiers he formed were not wise, and were neither suitable for fighting nor tracking. Most of the time, using this trick was just a waste of spiritual power.

He was not discouraged, but murmured to himself: "Next time we meet, I will never die."

He remembered the feeling the other party gave him.

Before the next victim appeared, Luo Shifang still chose to go down the mountain even though it was unlikely to find Mr. Lang Xing.

……

Lang Xingjun fled all the way down the mountain, describing himself as a mess, with uneven cuts on his arms, obviously showing signs of being torn.

Originally, he could still rely on this physical body for ten days to reach the limit, but when he confronted Luo Shifang just now, he exploded with spiritual power, which greatly shortened the lifespan of the physical body. If he does not find a suitable one within two hours Replacement, then he will self-destruct and die.

Seeing that his escape technique was effective and the other party did not follow him, he breathed a rare sigh of relief.

When was the last time he was beaten so miserably?

It seems that 60 years ago, when he broke with Luo Jiuzhou, right?

"Luo Jiuzhou, why are you already dead, but you still want to raise a wild species to ruin my plan? You know that what I seek is longevity, and you also know that there is no way to longevity in the orthodox Taoist world. Now that you have found your own way, why do you stop me, and still pester me even after you die, and don't let me go?"

Lang Xingjun lowered his eyes, and suddenly recalled what happened a long time ago... probably 80 years ago.

At that time, Lang Xingjun was not called the current name. He was an orphan whose parents were slaughtered by evil spirits. Later, he was possessed by evil spirits and caused countless killings. He was disgusted by everyone. It was Luo Jiuzhou who killed the evil spirits. Ghost, saved him.

He was rescued by Luo Jiuzhou.

At that time, Luo Jiuzhou was still his god.

At that time, Luo Jiuzhou claimed that he would never give up on him.

At that time, Luo Jiuzhou brought him back to the teacher's school and made him a disciple of astrology.

He is the brother whom the other party loves and pities, and the other party is the brother whom he admires, everything is still so peaceful and beautiful.

Until when, they are no longer what they used to be?

Oh... It was when Luo Jiuzhou brought back a woman from the mountain once, and the master told her about a marriage.

Maybe it was the master who saw something, for the sake of his most important chief disciple, so without telling him, let Luo Jiuzhou go down the mountain to find his marriage, and he really found it.

That woman is indeed a good woman, delicate and beautiful, gentle and generous. Even if he doesn't like her very much, he has to admit that she is the most suitable person.

But it was impossible for him to give up.

He has fought and struggled. Master and his old man called him sick, and even Luo Jiuzhou thought he was sick... Everyone in the world thought he was sick, so that in the end he also thought he was sick up.

He is sick and needs to be cured.

His illness is more severe than the demons in his heart. It is not in line with the secular etiquette, it is against morality, and it is against the law!

His illness will tarnish the clean rules of astrology and drag everyone into the quagmire. It is the dirtiest and most unbearable thing in the whole world!

Lang Xingjun didn't quite understand at that time, he was already a Taoist, why should he care about the worldly etiquette and morality?Who formulated the secular etiquette and secular morality?He didn't murder, set fire, commit crimes, he just wanted to be with Luo Jiuzhou all the time, and was jealous of the woman standing beside him, what's wrong?

If you like someone, don't you have to keep it as your own?

Later he realized that only the harmony of yin and yang is the right way.

He went on the wrong road with all his heart, and he was indeed sick. This disease was put abroad, and he would be tortured and then executed.

Scourges, wooden horses, hangings... are the end of this disease.

Later... Well, later, after the nominal sister-in-law became pregnant, he gave up for a while.

Until one time, under the order of his master, he went to protect the sister-in-law to prevent her from being harassed by demons and ghosts, only to find that the sister-in-law had been possessed by evil spirits.

He removed the spirit of the other party, and then accidentally...killed the other party?

Lang Xingjun paused in his forward steps.

—Did he really kill it?

The answer doesn't seem to matter anymore.

Anyway, Luo Jiuzhou saw that it was him who killed him, and his master also released a projection to prove that it was him who killed him... His collapsed mood actually calmed down at that time, but he just killed one person, forget it.

Then, before Master and the old man killed himself, he killed the other party in turn and escaped.

There is nothing more important than the pursuit of longevity.

His marriage line was also completely broken during the battle with Luo Jiuzhou, and so was the opponent's.

After Luo Jiuzhou was alone, he finally obeyed his master's wishes and was no longer troubled by worldly emotions. On the contrary, his skills improved greatly. He did not know how many times he escaped from the other party's pursuit.

It wasn't until he killed an evil heretic and won the "Prajna Corpse Forbidden Method" from the other party that he began to turn defeat into victory.

At that time, demons and ghosts were tyrannical, countless orthodox Taoist people died at that time, and even Luo Jiuzhou tried to survive again and again. He watched from a distance, but still felt that he was living well.

There is nothing better than pursuing longevity.

Abandon emotions, do whatever it takes, and pursue longevity!

This is what his master and Luo Jiuzhou taught him!

Maybe it's life and death, everything in the past flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern, but it aroused Lang Xingjun's desire to survive more and more.

He gritted his teeth, raised his spiritual power, and with a "bang", the internal organs began to rupture in his body, but it made him burst out his potential when he was desperate.

"Luo Jiuzhou, your bastard... sooner or later, I will crush, bone, lift, and ashes him!"

As he was walking, he suddenly saw a young man standing at the crossroads followed by a grandmother burning paper. The young man had a yin physique and had yin and yang eyes. His aptitude was not as good as the physical body he had seen before, but he could barely accommodate it.

Lang Xingjun's eyes were full of fierce light, and the evil ghost mask rushed forward, biting out the opponent's heart in an instant.

He stunned the grandma, and then put his heart on the young man.

After waking up, Grandma thought that she had just had a nightmare, and cried to Mr. Lang Xing:

"My dear grandson, you are very sick. Just now I dreamed about your dead parents and told me to send you to some kind of mental hospital, but grandma, I thought, is that a place where people stay? Hurry up. Get well, and find a girl to spend the rest of your life with, give birth to a big fat boy to carry on the family line, and listen to grandma."

Lang Xingjun narrowed his eyes, it seems that the former owner of this body is also sick.