Zuodao Changsheng: I can transfer the price

Chapter 32

Just when the paper figurine general Chenghuang was inextricably fighting with the monster wolves.

Lin Shou tapped his toes, took up the Taoist robe and belt fluttering on his body, and flew out directly.

When Chenghuang saw this, he wanted to stop him, but he remembered the method Lin Shou had just used. The opponent's strength could beat all the bad guys except himself, so there was no need to stop him.

Zhong Yunyi also started to prepare at this moment, he felt a strong breath coming from afar.

He unhurriedly took down a writing brush from his waist, the front end of the writing brush was made of golden wolf hair, and took out two plain white rice papers.

The white rice paper stood upright in front of Zhong Yunyi out of thin air, and a pitch-black inkstone floated in the palm of his left hand. Ink poured out of the inkstone continuously, condensing into the shape of a dancing woman.

Seeing this scene, the City God couldn't help admiring: "This inkstone must be the inkstone inkstone used by Confucian saints back then."

Zhong Yunyi nodded with a smile. This magic weapon was given by Bailu Academy when he entered the second realm of Confucianism and Taoism.

At that time, Zhong Yunyi, as the only Confucian and Taoist second-level monk in Daguizhou, was full of spirits. If Zhong Yunyi hadn't insisted on reform, he might have been designated as the current leader of Confucianism.

However, after Zhong Yunyi entered the third realm of Confucianism and Taoism, I am afraid that the entire Confucianism will not disobey his orders.

And at this moment, the world also knows who is promoted to the third realm of Confucianism and Taoism. After all, there was only one [Great Confucianism] before this world.

In the battlefield, Lin Shou's figure was elegant, with a blood-red light emitting from his body.

With the blessing of the Spiritual Consciousness Gathering Technique, the entire wolf pack couldn't touch the hem of his clothes.

The five generals fought hard, and every time they defeated an enemy, they would carry it to Lin Shou.

Lin Shou twisted the seal of the [Shou Jing] in his hand, and those defeated wolf demons immediately turned into a cyan streamer and fell into Lin Shou's body.

Under the flushing of true qi, the spirit qi of those wolf demons quickly became Lin Shou's cultivation base.

The half-opened and half-closed eyes in his mind lit up, and Lin Shou completely mastered one after another brand new spells.

[Wind Control Art], [Beast Summoning Art], [Screaming Art], [Beast Taming Art]...

The refining and generation of these spells has no effect on Lin Shou. He has already learned hundreds of spells related to ghosts. Now these contents are not painful.

The amount of true qi in Lin Shou's body is constantly increasing. If the amount of true qi stored in the body of a general [Lingtai] practitioner is set as one, Lin Shou's current amount of true qi in his body is [-]!

This is the limitation of the big volume of the Shoujing. Although the realm does not limit the strength of the practitioner, if the practitioner wants to advance to the next level, he must meet the condition of the Five Qi Chaoyuan.

For ordinary practitioners, Lin Shou has so much true energy in his body that he would have been exhausted long ago. All they need to advance to the next level is the accumulation from one to ten.

However, although Lin Shou is still in the realm of [Spiritual Terrace] at this time, with a wide variety of spells and powerful supernatural powers, his strength is comparable to that of practitioners in the third realm.

Randomly picked up a wolf demon in the state of [Enlightenment], the magic seal in his hand turned it into a stream of light, swallowed it into the body and quickly practiced it, and another new spell was bred.

Lin Shou strolled among the wolves, devouring a wolf monster from time to time, as if eating a buffet, the taste was delicious, and someone prepared it in advance and put it in his mouth.

The light of the [Wooden] stele gradually filled half of it, and refined the spirit energy of a few wolf monsters, and the light increased by another point.

But soon another movement came from afar.

I saw that the magic weapon in the hands of Day and Night Youshen was already incomplete, and he fled towards the City God in an extremely embarrassing situation, and the aura of the two of them was even more unstable.

Riyoushen doesn't even have an arm. As far as the soul body is concerned, the core is not damaged, and the external injuries can be recovered quickly.

But Riyoushen didn't even have the energy to regenerate his own arm, stepping on the magic weapon under his feet to speed up as hard as possible to avoid being caught up by the figure behind him.

Day and night, Youshen saw the figure of the City God, and shouted loudly: "Please help the City God!"

When Chenghuang saw that his two generals were about to be killed by the wolf king, he was furious.

He shouted "Look at the sword!", and then flew out.

Cheng Huang's eyes widened with anger, and the magic sword in his hand was blazing with blazing light, as if he wanted to fight the wolf king desperately.

At this moment, the wolf king turned into a strong man with a bald head, his face was full of flesh, and his expression was ferocious.

Every sword of the City God carried great power, and the aftermath of the sword light tore huge gaps in the ground.

The bald-headed strong man opposite him was also quite strong, he was unscathed by a few strikes against Chenghuang, but his punches and claws turned into huge fist and paw prints.

The two played against each other for dozens of rounds, and it was extremely lively when you came and went.

But the hillsides around them suffered. They were beaten to pieces one after another, the mountains were shattered, and the sky was full of gravel.

If the two fought in the Huashui County, the casualties would be uncountable. It is no wonder that the City God decided to set the battlefield in the suburbs, not his own homeland.

Even if Chenghuang's fighting ability on the mainland is twice as strong as it is now, he still doesn't want to.

This is also the reason why he must invite Zhong Yunyi to make a move. Outside the city, he may have an inextricable fight with the wolf king, but he will not be able to win the opponent after all.

Lin Shou was cruising outside the battlefield where the two were fighting, looking at them with relish.

This battle is the scene where Lin Shou met the two with the highest cultivation. Although his inheritance has descriptions about these practitioners, it is not vivid enough. Seeing it with his own eyes now is also admiring the extraordinary power of this world .

While watching the battle between the city god and the wolf king, and at the same time letting the five generals transport the wolf demon who has no ability to resist, this scene seemed to make Lin Shou feel like he was in a movie theater in his previous life.

Watching movies and eating snacks is very comfortable, and his cultivation base is still improving rapidly during this leisurely stroll.

Zhong Yunyi was preparing a war poem at the moment, dipped the golden Langhao pen into the ink in the inkstone, and then wrote the poems on the white rice paper very beautifully.

On the left side of the rice paper, write:

Lin Ancao was frightened by the wind, and the general drew his bow at night.

Pingming looked for Baiyu, but he was not in the stone ridge.

The rice paper on the right reads:

The moon geese flew high and fled in the night.

To drive Qingqi away, the snow is full of bows and knives.

It's not that Zhong Yunyi doesn't want to prepare in advance, but that the battle poem written on the spot is the most powerful.

Just when Zhong Yunyi was accumulating righteous energy and preparing to succeed in the battle, the bald man also noticed that his subordinate wolf demon was crazily eaten and swallowed by Lin Shou.

Seeing that the number of wolves under him was getting smaller and smaller, many wolf cubs who were related to him by blood were swallowed into refining by Lin Shou.

Seeing Lin Shou's actions, the bald man recalled the description of Ju Zi in front of him. It seemed that this man in front of him was the Taoist priest who occupied Ping'an Residence in Huashui County and killed other monsters nearby at the same time.

New hatred and old hatred intertwined, the bald man suddenly became angry in his heart, and he simply roared and changed back to his true form, and a huge wolf with a height of two feet and a length of six feet appeared in front of him.

The wolf king howled, but his huge figure suddenly accelerated, and the target direction was Lin Shou who was still watching the play.

Chenghuang's face changed slightly, and he summoned his own golden body, which was also several feet high, and the magic sword in his hand also became proportionally larger, and he flew up to stop it.

(End of this chapter)