Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 244 Suppression
But another hour passed, the wind seemed to get stronger, the rain that was dense like a curtain was blown like smoke and mist, and there were lanterns in the darkness that were crumbling in the wind and rain.

Pei Miaode suddenly stopped when he saw the pair of lanterns.

Looking carefully, the pair of paper lanterns hanging in front of the door can only vaguely illuminate the surrounding area, and the farther places seem to have been swallowed by darkness. The thick black shadow covers the sky, and there is no light at all.

The next moment, an orange-red oil-paper lantern appeared in front of him suddenly, and the door with mottled red paint quietly opened.

Empty as if sending an invitation to him.

Pei Miaode knew in his heart that the thing had indeed suffered serious injuries, and now it is not concealing that it wants to use this method to scare him away.

As for why he didn't hide and recuperate quietly, it was because Zhang Ruochao had broken into the area back then, and although he was dead, the newcomer Pei Miaode was not easy to mess with.

That thing was also afraid that Pei Miaode would see through his own reality, so he came up with such an empty plan.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

If ordinary people encounter this scene, even masters who hold sacrificial utensils and rely on their superb martial arts skills will feel suspicious. After all, Di appeared in the world with such great fanfare, and no one dared to be sure whether it was an empty plan or not. Want to lure the enemy to go deep.

However, Pei Miaode refused to accept this trick.

Regardless of whether it is true or false, let's do it first and then talk about it. I still have several cards in my hand.

He didn't believe that the hidden danger left behind by his all-out attack just now could be eliminated so quickly.

Lifting his foot, Pei Miaode stepped into the courtyard.

A pair of paper lanterns are dangling above the head, and the orange light shines on the plaque, and a Qin character that is mostly incomplete can be vaguely discerned.

And with Pei Miaode's invasion, this house also aged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The door disappeared behind him and turned into a courtyard wall blocking his way.

The white and thin window screens became tattered and yellowed in the blink of an eye, and the old ones seemed to be pierced by poking them lightly with a finger, and a smell of corruption gradually permeated the air.

Pei Miaode suddenly seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly raised his head, a pair of sword eyes seemed to contain a thunderous sword light, and pointed straight at the red-clothed man who appeared in the courtyard at some time.

call--!
In an instant, Pei Miaode's figure suddenly disappeared in place, followed by the whistling of the wind.

The improved Changchun Immortal Kungfu is running at full capacity, the continuous flow of qi and blood is like an oven, the rainwater that was originally isolated by the real qi evaporates instantly, and the clouds and smoke curl up like mist flowers blooming on the top.

Qi and blood intermingled with true energy, dyeing Pei Miaode's white jade-like palms in green ink, and as his figure approached, Pei Miaode turned his palms into fists and punched the woman in red on the face.

Immediately, it seemed as if a dyeing workshop had been opened, and the head covered by the red cover exploded like a watermelon.

The next moment, the magnificent Buddha's light shone through the entire rain curtain.

Taking advantage of the momentary suppression of Daguang's confrontation, Pei Miaode took out the subduing magic pestle from his arms with his backhand, and urged Zhenyan to firmly pin the thing's body, so that the other party could not break free.

It's just that in this domain, that thing is almost invincible.

Even if it was smashed to pieces, it would only take a moment to revive him, so of course Pei Miaode would not just wait here to waste time.

He stretched out his hand to grab the headless corpse, and immediately jumped up with both feet on the ground.

"Break it for me—!"

Pei Miaode sank to his dantian, turned into an afterimage and rushed into the boudoir, his tall figure carried a strong wind, everywhere he went was messy, as if he had experienced a big battle.

Of course he wasn't doing something useless.

A moment later, Pei Miaode suddenly breathed out his true energy in his palm, and then something flew straight towards his palm, he looked closely, it turned out to be a judge's pen.

This is exactly the sacrificial vessel that was carried by the Grand Master Zhang who was alone in danger in the records of the Qishi Mansion before he entered the Yin domain.

This object has the function of breaking the law, and it is also the key to why Zhang Ruochao can easily enter and leave the Yin domain. However, it was a poor move, and it killed Qingqing instead.

Pei Miaode's original plan included this item. Once he subdues Di, he will immediately find this sacrificial vessel that can break the law and escape from Di's domain, and then slowly draw it.

As soon as the Judge's pen was in his hands, a cold and sticky aura was about to spread along his shoulders towards Pei Miaode's heart.

It's just that Pei Miaode could fulfill his wish, Changchun's inner strength was activated to the extreme, the majestic qi and blood turned into pure yang qi, locking the cloud of cold aura in one corner.

However, one will ebb and flow.

Pei Miaode had just suppressed the rebellious sacrificial vessel here, but there was another problem with the subduing magic pestle.

Losing the supply of true qi, and gradually getting used to the blazing power of the Buddha, the granulation buds on his head squirmed, as if he was trying to make up for his incomplete self.

"Oops!"

Pei Miaode felt a chill in his heart, knowing that this scene could not continue to develop.

Pei Miaode took a deep breath, breathed it out like a sword, and exhaled heavily on the beam.

It's just that suddenly a white light came from bottom to top, piercing through the roof and at the same time creating a big hole in the boudoir, Pei Miaode forcibly washed away the traces left by the previous owner on the sacrificial vessel with real qi, and at the same time urged the judge's pen.

Whoosh-!
The judge's pen was full of real energy, and the original crimson ink on the pen tip seemed to become deeper and deeper.

The corners of Pei Miaode's eyes twitched slightly, and he suddenly opened his five fingers outward, and threw the judge's pen that was about to move into the air with all his strength.

The rain curtain seemed to be successfully separated by an invisible force, and even the sky was cut horizontally and vertically to whitewash the false tranquility.

"Old Wu!"

The fresh earthy smell entered Pei Miaode's nostrils.

As expected, what Qiu Zhanguang said was right, that sacrificial vessel really had the effect of breaking the law, even the Di domain, Pei Miaode threw out the recovering Di without thinking.

Even so, he did not forget the previous advice he had given to Wu Sanhuang and Zuo Qianhu.

"As ordered!"

Wu Sanhuang heard the string and knew what he meant, and threw the purple gold bowl out almost without thinking, and closed his eyes at the same time, as if the most devout believer recited the six-character mantra over and over again.

The next moment, the Buddha's light from the purple gold bowl completely tore through the dense rain curtain, and stopped the revived Di.

"Ray comes!"

Not only that, Pei Miaode replaced the sword with the subduing magic pestle, and pointed at the sky with a sword flower.

"Nine Heavens Profound Brake, turned into divine thunder, radiant with the power of the sky, guided by a mirror."

Cooperating with the thunder formation formed by Zuo Qianhu and others, the thunder light was continuously drawn down from the sky with the help of wind and rain.

In the blink of an eye, several people cooperated with each other tacitly, completely turning Di's body into dust.

After a short period of vacuum, immediately after that, big raindrops fell on the ground, splashing water like countless tiny fountains, as if celebrating the disappearance of the dwarf.

(End of this chapter)