Two or three things in the copy

Chapter 601 Spiritual Qi Recovery ([-])

The blond Nelson opened his scarlet eyes inside the wooden coffin, and felt a palpitating thing coming towards him.

"A group of pigs, this little thing can't be done well." Nelson's voice was extremely hoarse, and anyone could hear the dissatisfaction in his tone.

Bang.
There was a loud noise, accompanied by thick dust and Buddha light all over the room, Monk Miaofa kicked open the door of the basement.

Before Nelson had time to climb out of the wooden coffin, he was dragged out of the wooden coffin by a jade-like skeleton hand.

Looking at the weird skeleton in front of him, he breathed a sigh of relief. They are both undead, so it should be easier to talk.

"You rubbish, get out." Monk Miaofa threw Nelson against the wall, and his whole body was embedded in the wall, and he couldn't even buckle it.

Just before he took two steps, Monk Miaofa suddenly turned back and pulled Nelson out of the wall. Then he blew a whistle, and the motorcycle blooming with Buddha's light broke through the wall from another position.

"Tie it up first, in case your majesty wants side dishes later, you don't have to search everywhere." Monk Miaofa easily put Nelson on the motorcycle.

This motorcycle is not ordinary, it is called the third-grade golden lotus, although it looks like a motorcycle, it is actually a Buddhist golden lotus, made of high-concentration merit alloy, and can fly.

As a monk, Monk Miaofa, riding a motorcycle is outrageous. Naturally, he has to use a Buddhist instrument, but it looks like a motorcycle. Otherwise, how could the car audio amplify the sad mantra.

"Wait, which Majesty are you loyal to? I am a descendant of the True Ancestor of Blood River..., uh"

Nelson also recovered from the bewilderment of being punched against the wall and then dug out, and immediately said that if he was captured, it would really be a matter of life and death.

It's just that he wants to say that he doesn't want to hear Monk Miaofa, it's just a side dish, and he dares to speak nonsense here.

If Wu Mingkong hadn't asked him to go to work, Nelson would have been saved on the spot, and the ashes would have been thrown away for him.

"It's done, you can continue to transcend." Monk Miaofa said to the third-rank Jinlian who looked like a motorcycle.

As a third-rank Golden Lotus, the motorcycle is still equipped with artificial intelligence, and there is no problem in terms of intelligence, and it can fully understand the words of Monk Miaofa.

The third-grade Golden Lotus stepped on the gas pedal to the end, and knocked out a hole in the basement to go to other parts of the manor. The whole manor was made of bones. Now that the spiritual energy has recovered, the terrifying resentment has made the whole body of the manor go. In a little bit of recovery, you have to surpass it as soon as possible.

Watching the third-grade golden lotus go away, Monk Miaofa reached into his cassock and groped continuously in his hollow body, and soon a Zen stick that looked like a mace was pulled out from the inside of his body.

"Vajra's glaring eyes, the Dharma is boundless, the Sa family is going to subdue demons and eliminate demons today."

Monk Miaofa hammered his Zen stick on the floor of the basement, the merit wheel on his body burst out with merit and Buddha light, and a phantom of an angry King Ming emerged.

On the ground, a huge gap was hammered out by Monk Miaofa with a Zen stick.

With this blow, the whole hill trembled three times, and the few people in the manor felt the horror of this huge force very clearly.

At this moment, the three brothers of the Zheng family felt in their hearts that this monk Miaofa must be a great virtuous monk, and even if he wasn't, then he was.

"Monster, don't show up quickly." Monk Miaofa pulled out his Zen stick, and the whole skeleton jumped into the gap he made, and one fell down.

At the bottom of the gap is a jet-black coffin with an inverse cross carved on it.

Just now when Monk Miaofa stepped down on the Zen staff, bright red blood flowed from the reverse cross. Before Monk Miaofa fell down, countless bats rushed out of the blood.

"If you want to leave, have you asked Sajia?" The Buddha-like soul fire in the skull of Monk Miaofa, who fell at a high speed, kept beating.

"The Bodhi Mantra of Great Mercy and Great Compassion!"

Countless chanting sounds came from the gaps in Monk Miaofa's skull, and the bats rushing out froze during the chanting, then recovered, and rushed past Monk Miaofa in an instant Beside him, he flew towards the gap.

"Dominate the high-level undead? Even a lowly skeleton like you wants to dominate me, hum." A middle-aged man's voice came from flying bats, which made the soul fire of Monk Miaofa jump again. , there seems to be something red that's really spreading.

"Your Majesty, forgive me, I have broken the precept of anger again." Monk Miaofa felt that his Dharma had been insulted, although his Great Mercy and Great Compassion Bodhi Mantra looked like controlling high-level undead, but it had the same effect, and it was changed from controlling high-level undead. He came here, but he felt that this was the Dharma, which he had cultivated intensively, so there was no room for others to criticize it.

A little under his feet, a strong wind broke out in the air and tore through the space. Monk Miaofa stepped on the space, and took advantage of this reaction force to jump directly from mid-air, heading towards the scattered bats.

"How dare you insult Sajiawo's Dharma. I really think that the Buddha only has kind eyebrows and kind eyes. You must know that there are also vajra's angry eyes." Monk Miaofa's tone was full of anger. The finger-length steel nails looked extremely terrifying under the blessing of wrath.

"Your Majesty bless you!!!"

Following the loud roar of Monk Miaofa, countless rages were born out of nowhere, sticking to the bats.

"Who the hell are you to speak such blasphemy?" The bat that rushed out of the gap turned into a middle-aged man, his tone extremely frantic.

Monk Miaofa also followed closely behind. When he heard the middle-aged man's words, he was furious: "You dare to slander the Buddhist mantra passed down by His Majesty, you deserve to die."

As soon as these words came out, King Ming's aura behind Monk Miaofa increased again, his whole body turned into an afterimage, and the Zen staff smashed down on the middle-aged man's head.

This is a mace full of steel nails, no, it is a Zen staff, if it is hit accurately, it is guaranteed to make a middle-aged man's head explode.

The middle-aged man was also panicked, and hastily turned into a pool of blood and scattered in all directions, narrowly dodging the Zen stick of Monk Miaofa, but even so, the blood that was close was also caught by the Buddhist monk on the Zen stick. The fire of anger was completely burned, which caused him to lose a lot of blood, it was a loss to the end.

The middle-aged man who had regained his adult form also turned paler due to the loss of essence and blood, and he was still panting heavily, as if he was about to die.

Monk Miaofa can't let go of such a good opportunity, he just jumped and slashed over. The King Ming behind him also blessed the Buddha's power. It is still the kind of meat sauce that is as delicate as meat paste.

The face of the middle-aged man changed, and he also knew that if it hit him, he would basically be dead. He didn't know where the skeleton came from. In other words, where did the freak come out, this aura has such a strong strength just after it returns, how strong will it be if it returns to its heyday?

But this is not the time to think about these things. The middle-aged man turned into a phantom of nothingness and fled directly, feeling great hatred in his heart.

One of the true ancestors of his majestic blood clan is now being chased around by people. He thought that he traveled across the ocean and came here to open up his blood clan empire. Although the competition here is fiercer than his hometown, he almost died He was rescued here, but fortunately he gained a firm foothold. The blood empire was not built, but a parliament was built, and then shortly after it was established, the aura declined, causing him to have to enter a deep sleep.

Not long ago, he was awakened by the revived spiritual energy, but the spiritual energy has just returned, which is not enough to bring him back to his prime, which caused him to be chased away by the monk Miaofa.

Fortunately, he turned out to be the True Ancestor of the Blood Race, with great strength, but it's a pity that Monk Miaofa is a skeleton, otherwise, with his ability to control blood, he wouldn't be so embarrassing.

Monk Miaofa saw that the Zen staff was smashed into the air again, and couldn't help becoming more angry. In a fit of anger, he directly threw the Zen staff at the unlucky blood race.

This Zen stick contained the anger of Monk Miaofa, and a large crack was torn in the space, but it recovered quickly.

But this time the middle-aged man couldn't escape the Zen stick of Monk Miaofa. The Zen stick hit the back of the middle-aged man directly, and his whole body turned into a large blood stain and exploded.

After the blood stain exploded, it kept wriggling and retracting, and in an instant, it turned back into a middle-aged person, or an elderly person.

Just now, most of the blood essence in the blood ancestor's body was melted away, so that the strength directly dropped to the bottom.

"I, Ephesus Colemoris, the ancestor of the blood race, I never expected to fall into the hands of a lowly skeleton like you today." The old voice of Ephesus, the ancestor of the blood race and the trembling hands of the middle-aged man He looked extremely bleak.

Monk Miaofa ignored him at all, picked up the collar of the other party's dress, and punched Ephesus directly. Unfortunately, this guy had no blood, otherwise Monk Miaofa's punch would guarantee that Ephesus would know that the flower was gone. Different kind of red.

"Let you run, let you run, and dare to insult Sajia's Dharma, it's absolutely abhorrent." Monk Miaofa punched Ephesus in the face one after another, which made Ephesus terribly painful, and Monk Miaofa also seems to have sealed his abilities, making him unable to use either blood or bat form, which made it impossible for him to escape the fist of Monk Miaofa.

Although using the blood spell again would make Ephesus die faster, it had to be used, although it couldn't be used.

After ten or so punches, Ephesus was beaten to death by Monk Miaofa, and then he shook Ephesus twice who was about to die, and the opponent moved a bit. After confirming that he was not dead, he dragged Ephesus towards Wu Mingkong away from the location.

Wu Mingkong had already set up the pot at this time, and even boiled the water, but the place was a bit shabby, in the courtyard of the manor.

Naturally, the house in the manor can’t stay anymore. The third-grade golden lotus’s way of transcending is a bit violent, all the way on the rampage. In just such a short time, the whole manor has collapsed a lot. As for the Hagui clan, one counts one by one and all of them have been disposed of. , Keeping it is also a scourge.

Of course, there are not only Hagui people here, but also many people who were kidnapped to feed Nelson and the manager whose name he didn't even know. Now they are gathering together to watch Wu Mingkong add seasoning to the pot.

Those who were kidnapped still have lingering fears. They never thought that there are such things as vampires.

"Your Majesty, the little monk Maoxuewang you want has been captured by you." Monk Miaofa blasted away the gravel with one fist and dragged Efes out from the ground. The reason collapsed the house, causing him to be trapped below, and he could only use physical demolition.

When Ephes saw Wu Mingkong, his dying expression immediately turned into widened eyes.

"It's you, the Great Zhou Emperor." Ephesus looked at Wu Mingkong in disbelief. He remembered that this person died back then, and he saw him buried with his own eyes.

Back then, Wu Mingkong was the strongest in the Nine Emperors' Contest for Hegemony. The Dragon King of Nanjian ate whatever he wanted, and Fanghua Tiger peeled whatever he wanted. People can make Zhou Guo and the other eight countries on an equal footing, which is enough to show Wu Mingkong's horror.

But people are still people, and they will die. Wu Mingkong died in a very strange way. At the end of his life, he was finally buried.

Then Zhou Guo disappeared.

As for Ephesus, when he came here, he thought that Zhou Kingdom was a small country, so he wanted to transform all the royal family into his blood slaves, but Wu Mingkong beat him into a concussion before entering the palace, and his wings were torn off. It's not that he runs fast, maybe he was made into a bloody man at the beginning, how can he wait until today.

After Wu Mingkong recalled Wu Mingkong's existence in this world, he suddenly realized: "Aren't you just a wild chicken who ran away back then? Let me tell you, where did Maoxuewang come from?"

Ephesus turned pale, and Wu Mingkong really wanted to eat him back then.

"Your Majesty, we meet old friends, you think we might as well sit down and talk in detail." Ephesus didn't expect that Wu Mingkong didn't die, was it so terrifying?
"Who is an old friend with you, I am the one who asked you to come here." Wu Mingkong has a black line, what the hell is this, a moving Maoxuewang still calls him an old friend, that is Ephesus in its heyday, isn't it? Hairy blood is prosperous, that is also a free-range chicken.

Monk Miaofa carried Ephesus and was about to stuff it into the pot in front of Wu Mingkong, which frightened Efes so much that he kept struggling.

Before, I thought that the emperor who was loyal to Monk Miaofa might be a certain undead king, but I never thought that it was Wu Mingkong, the Lord of Zhou, so there was really no room for negotiation.

Being moody and unreliable is Wu Mingkong's characteristic, not to mention that he is a true ancestor of the blood clan, even the local sects and aristocratic families know Wu Mingkong's character.

"Wait, Your Majesty, I am one of the thirteen members of the Blood Council. You can't eat me. If you eat me, the First Ancestor will definitely find out. When the time comes."

Before Efes finished speaking, he was stuffed into the pot by Monk Miaofa.

"I eat the local dragon king as soon as I say it. You, a little bat from outside, dare to threaten me. I am really impatient and want to get out of the pot." Wu Mingkong said so, but in fact he still admires the other party. He dared to threaten him even at this juncture, so Wu Mingkong only hoped that this arrogance would make his soup taste better.

The group of rescued people next to them trembled tremblingly. They didn't expect Wu Mingkong, who had always been very silent, to be so ruthless. Of course, the more important thing was that they were afraid of Monk Miaofa. A moving skeleton is naturally scary.

"Your Majesty, I also picked up a side dish, would you like it? If you don't want the little monk, I will take it for salvation." Monk Miaofa dragged Nelson off the third-grade golden lotus.

Nelson was also quite frightened at this time. After all, he saw Ephesus, the ancestor of Blood River, being stuffed into the pot by Monk Miaofa. In the current situation, the other party seemed to be stuffing him into the pot to make soup together.

"Don't mind, what's the use of your supernatural powers, raising the ashes? Let's put them in a pot and stew them together." Of course Wu Mingkong wanted it. Although the quality was a bit poor, no matter how small a mosquito's legs are, it's still meat. How could it be so wasteful.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Ephesus could still struggle, but Nelson couldn't do it. A viscount-level vampire, let alone move, was a bit difficult to speak, so he was very quickly stuffed into the pot by Monk Miaofa.

"Okay, there's nothing else you should do." Wu Mingkong waved his hand to let Monk Miaofa leave by himself, while Wu Mingkong kept stirring the soup in the pot with a long spoon.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Monk Miaofa replied, and drove away in a third-grade Golden Lotus that looked like a motorcycle. With the DJ version of the Great Compassion Mantra along the way, wandering ghosts and wild ghosts could be saved on the spot.

"It should be ready soon. I'll taste the saltiness." Wu Mingkong scooped up a little soup with a long spoon and brought it to his mouth. The soup, which was originally just milky white, became instant because two bloods were added into it. Now it looks the same as fresh blood, but the taste is not bloody at all, but exudes a refreshing fragrance.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a soup made by the blood race, but like some kind of medicinal plant boiled with brown sugar.

Although the smell was good, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill. Ephesus and Nelson are not human, they are blood, but they look like human.

"Do you three want to eat?" Wu Mingkong asked politely. Based on the resistance of these people, they definitely would not eat, and even if they wanted to eat, Wu Mingkong might not give it to them.

"Let me have a bowl." Although Zheng Zhai resisted all over, he felt that this was an opportunity to get closer to Wu Mingkong.

Wu Mingkong's complexion was not right.

"Then I'll have a bowl too."

"They all came for a bowl, and if I don't come, I'm a little out of the group."

After Zheng Sheng and Zheng Bai heard Zheng Zhai's words, let's drink together. No matter how you look at it, Wu Mingkong won't harm them.

Wu Mingkong was different, his expression collapsed, and he served three bowls of soup for the three of them, and after the three of them took it, he couldn't help but whispered: "Fortunately, I didn't ask everyone just now, if I knew it, I wouldn't have asked, it's polite Sexually, it turned out to be true."

As soon as these words came out, the three brothers of the Zheng family froze. It was not right to drink, or not to drink. After all, the bowls were all placed near their mouths, and it was a little embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)