Chapter 142 I Ching Marrow Cleansing
"When I was in the mountains, I often went to Taoist temples to ask Taoist priests for advice on scriptures. At that time, they called me Jushi Huang."
As Mr. Huang said, in fact, except for those monsters that suck human blood and luck, most monsters just happen to have spiritual wisdom and practice themselves in the mountains.
After gaining intelligence, they are actually more docile than before, or they have some clear sense of boundaries, far away from the scope of human activities.
In the north, yellow immortals like Mr. Huang have become integrated with the lives of ordinary people. Together with the other four kinds of creatures, they have become Baojiaxian or Chumaxian worshiped by disciples.
"I remember that there was a time, probably before the imperial court started fighting with the Westerners, that I met two foreign devils."
Mr. Huang stretched out his hand to indicate their body shapes.
"They are probably as tall as you. One of the two is wearing a black cloak with a cross hanging on it, and the other is also wearing a black cloak, but underneath is a complete set of armor."
armor?
"Yes, it's armor. I was wondering at that time why there were still people wearing armor. I found out later that one of those two people was a priest and the other was some kind of paladin."
"They are all from the Tribunal..." Yin Xiu added.
"That's right, I just thought those two guys were lost and just asked me for directions. Who would have thought that they talked to me about a lot of things, they were converts, and they had returned from the lost way. After hearing what happened, I I got bored and blew them hundreds of miles away in one breath."
Yin Xiu couldn't help but widen her eyes, "A breath of wind can travel hundreds of miles? Brother Huang, are you so fierce?"
The old wine was very strong, and Yin Xiu was already a little drunk at this time, and put a hand on Mr. Huang's shoulder.
Mr. Huang's old face turned red after drinking, and he gave him a disdainful look, "What's that? My brother-in-law at that time was a black bear spirit, and people called him the King of Montenegro.
He is so powerful that he can uproot a building like the Kowloon Boxing Arena and then hold it steady again. When you stand inside, you just feel a little shaken, as if you were drunk, but you don't feel anything else. ”
Yin Xiu burped, "Aren't we just drunk right now?"
Mr. Huang was amused by these words, scratched his head, and said with emotion: "That's true, humans, oh no, monsters. When you get older, you will remember the past when you drink. The King of Montenegro didn't even know that he turned into loess. How many years?”
After saying that, he looked at Yin Xiu again and asked, "What are you going to do to Si'er when you go out?"
Before Yin Xiu could speak, he rushed to say: "To be honest, I'm almost dead. Even if I know what you want to do, I can only talk about it and can't do anything else."
Yin Xiu said calmly: "Don't worry, I said before, my target is not Mr. Jin Si."
"But he will block your way, won't he?"
Mr. Huang sighed with melancholy eyes.
"Whether it's me or Si'er, time is running out. I can see things through, but he can't, so I was taken advantage of by Mr. Feng Shui."
"No matter what, if a person does something wrong, he has to bear the consequences, and the same goes for monsters. If he wants to be a human being, I would rather be a monster and die of old age. Our paths are different, and I don't know who is right and who is wrong."
As he spoke, he clicked his left hand and said, "You carry that thing with you, right?"
Yin Xiu's eyes moved and she didn't show it to the other party, but she still told the other party through her eyes that the Heavenly Master's sword was on her body.
Mr. Huang laughed cheerfully and said: "The Heavenly Master's Order Sword is said to be able to command the Taoism of the world. In fact, this thing is no different from a dragon-headed stick. It is just a symbol."
When Yin Xiu heard what he said, she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Cai Huaxiong and his father risked their lives just to steal a symbol? If I had known earlier, I should have asked Mr. Jin to do something else.
But after Yin Xiu thought about what Mr. Huang said for a while, she felt that she couldn't believe it entirely. He is a monster, how can he know any Taoist magic weapons? It would be good if he could recognize all the magic ropes, peach wood sword, and several major talismans.
Anyway, this Heavenly Master's Order Sword is not a product on the assembly line. There are a lot of them on the street stalls, so there must be something unique about them.
Not knowing what Yin Xiu was thinking, Mr. Huang stroked his beard and talked about the past with some pride.
"At that time, our family moved to Hong Kong Island, and we said hello to the local Taoist community. It was an old rule to visit temples on the mountains, and stop boats to pay homage to the pier."
"At that time, the person in power of your Maoshan faction was still the old man Nangong Baixing, you know, right? He was the one who made a ball of lightning pop up on his hand whenever he stretched out his palm..."
"I know, Grand Master, I know."
Yin Xiu interrupted him, "Mr. Huang, there is a world war going on outside. If you continue to talk so slowly, the iron-talking Li will become a demon immediately."
Mr. Huang's eyes suddenly widened and he slapped his forehead fiercely.
"Hey, I'm confused. This is a critical moment in the battle between good and evil. This is not the time for small talk..."
As he spoke, his hand suddenly moved as fast as lightning. He slapped Yin Xiu's left hand, and the Heavenly Master's Sword hidden in the secret compartment of the prosthetic body flew out.
Before Yin Xiu had time to react, Mr. Huang had already grabbed the Heavenly Master's Order Sword, and his palm was burned with a circle of marks, and it was smoking.
But he didn't seem to feel any pain, he just stared at the sword tightly, his eyes filled with mist again.
"Old friend, long time no see..."
Mr. Huang's other hand gently brushed the blade of the sword, and a black mark was also burned on it.
Under Yin Xiu's surprised gaze, Mr. Huang laughed loudly, picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.
"Okay! I didn't expect that the old man is almost dead and still has a chance to contribute to our righteous path. Little friend Yin Xiu, we are destined, why don't I give you a chance?"
Opportunity?
Before Yin Xiu could say anything, Mr. Huang's hand was already on his shoulder.
Then, the clouds steamed up from Mr. Huang's body, and he was like an immortal about to ascend in a novel. He was fluttering in the air, and his outline began to blur.
At the same time, Yin Xiu felt the dragon and tiger energy flowing crazily on her body. It used to be just wisps of strands, but now it was like a rushing stream, flowing through her meridians and veins. Every minute and inch it passed, a coolness was introduced. In the spiritual platform.
"Holy shit, the I Ching cleanses the marrow!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Xiu's whole body turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared from the dining table.
Everything returned to silence, and the stars and the moon seemed to disappear all of a sudden, leaving only a lamp in front of the dining table, shining brightly.
Mr. Huang picked up the wine pot and poured wine into the cup.
But after shaking it again and again, no wine dripped from it.
"Hey, no more wine?"
(End of chapter)