Learn from Jidian: Relapse and become stronger, Bai Ling helps practice

In their eyes, Ji Dian was like a pillar of Lingyin Temple, and he had no rivals in the whole world, even the very terrifying Qiankun Cave Master could not do anything to Ji Dian.

Who on earth hurt him like this, his face turned blue, it was obvious that he had been deeply poisoned.

A monk said angrily: "Brother Wuchen, I don't know who hurt Uncle Jidian like this. We must avenge this revenge. When I need to take action, I will be the first to do it."

When the other monks heard this, their blood boiled for a while.

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Wuchen, we want to avenge Senior Uncle Jidian. Uncle Jidian slays demons and demons in the world, which represents the image of our Lingyin Temple. If we can't get rid of that demon, our Lingyin Temple The image of the temple will plummet."

"Hmph, that's right, Uncle Jidian has been working so hard for our Lingyin Temple, running around constantly, just to promote our Lingyin Temple, if we can't catch the monster, we will not give up."

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Listening to what they said, Wuchen suddenly felt his head grow up. He shook his head and said, "I have already eliminated that monster, but the real murderer should be the Qiankun Cave Master."

"But you don't need to worry. Cave Master Qiankun has lost a few capable assistants. Now he is just a bare-handed commander. It is useless and nothing to be afraid of."

Hearing this, several monks looked at Wuchen with admiration, and said, "Brother Wuchen is indeed the most talented monk since the opening of our Lingyin Temple, and he killed such a powerful monk when he was only a teenager Monsters, even Cave Master Qiankun are not under your command."

"With your leadership in the future, Lingyin Temple will definitely become stronger and more incense-filled."

Hearing this, Wuchen smiled helplessly, immediately straightened his face, and said: "You guys should be careful, I went to treat Master Jidian, don't be lazy, lest you don't know when the monster comes in. "

Several monks touched their heads in embarrassment, nodded emphatically, and said, "Don't worry, Brother Wuchen, we won't be lazy."

Wu Chen nodded and headed towards the inner room.

Putting Ji Dian on the bed, Wu Chen put his hand on Ji Dian's body, strands of golden mana entered Ji Dian's body, circulated through his limbs, and forced a little bit of poison out of him. in the body.

At this moment, a little bit of purple blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, slowly forced out of his body, and the poison in his body became less and less.

The dust-free Dawei Tianlong's mana is originally the power of the sun, which just restrains the poisonous power of Jinbuhuan.

After more than ten minutes, the poison in Ji Dian's body was completely driven away by Wu Chen.

I saw that Ji Dian's complexion also improved, not the previous bruising state, but ruddy, but still relatively weak.

After all, Ji Dian had been in the black wind poison formation for a long time, and the poison had caused great damage to his body, and some damage could not be resolved simply by forcing out the poison.

It takes time to recover.

At this point, Wu Chen looked at Ji Dian for a while, and finally sighed: "Master, you can rest assured to heal your wounds, the Cave Master of Qiankun is now a lonely person, although I am only in the middle stage of becoming an immortal, I still have means to deal with him."

"There is also the big black six-armed god statue in the unnamed village. It seems that there is some secret there. Now that you have fallen, I can only go there for the sake of the righteousness of the people."

Thinking in this way, Wuchen came to the monks who were on duty before, and saw that those monks were on duty now with all their energy.

One of them hurriedly asked: "Senior brother Wuchen, I don't know what happened to Uncle Jidian, is there any serious problem, we are thinking about him now, after all, there would be no Lingyin Temple without him."

Everyone fell silent.

Feeling a warm feeling in Wuchen's heart, he said with a smile: "It's nothing serious, I've already forced all the poison out of his body, but now his body has suffered some serious injuries, and his body is very weak. 937 needs to rest for a while. Time, it's just that I have something to do and I can't take care of him all the time, so..."

He looked at these people and asked, "Which of you will take care of Master Jidian for me for a while."

Before Wuchen could finish speaking, a courageous monk spoke first:

"Brother Wuchen, I will take care of Uncle Jidian. I am good at taking care of people. I have no father and no mother since I was a child, so I am very good at work. In terms of taking care of people, I used to be a servant in a family outside the staff, so I can handle it well." Yes."

"If Lingyin Temple hadn't taken me in, I'm afraid I'd still be wandering in the world."

Hearing this, Wu Chen nodded, and he said, "Then I'll leave it to you, what's your name?"

The monk rubbed his head, and after being pushed a few times with smiles by the people beside him, he said awkwardly, "Brother, my name is Tie Zhu."

Hearing this, the people next to him burst out laughing.

Tie Zhu snorted, rolled his eyes at these people, and said in a low voice: "What are you laughing at, dog egg, grass root, grass, even the three of you laugh at me, what's so funny, wait until I really become an inner sect, I have my own name."

Hearing this, Goudan patted Tie Zhu on the shoulder and said, "Yes, yes, great holy monk, everyone knows that you will have a bright future, Tie Zhu, hahaha.".

Chapter 161 The idol is damaged, unknown person

When Tie Zhu heard this, he became impatient, and said, "Okay, you bastard, how dare you laugh at me."

Cao Pi burst into laughter, and he stopped laughing after a while, and said, "Tie Zhu, your name is so funny, even if you take care of Master Jidian, don't forget us."

Grassroots seemed to be a little older, and he looked more stable. He said, "That's right, Tie Zhu, we went up the mountain together at the time, but we have always helped each other to get to where we are now."

Tie Zhu's eyes softened. These people were with him before he went up the mountain. The four of them lived and died together. Although they lived a very poor life before, their feelings have been tempered more deeply by reality.

"We will always be good buddies." Tie Zhu said seriously.

The other three smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

At this time, Wu Chen's voice came: "What's the matter, now let's go to your uncle Ji Dian's inner room to have a look."

Tie Zhu hummed, and headed towards Ji Dian's inner room, the remaining three monks were on duty, but Wu Chen was still here, and they all stood up straight, lest Wu Chen scold them.

Seeing this scene, Wuchen shook his head helplessly. He usually doesn't care about the affairs of the temple, but usually focuses on improving the system and subduing demons.

The night is so dark, the wind is so cold, who knows what Wuchen is thinking right now.

After Wu Chen found the right direction, his whole body turned into a ball of light, piercing the night sky and heading for the distance.

In the same place, the three of Turf, who saw this scene again, were yearning for each other. They fantasized that they were dust-free, and they galloped freely between the world and the earth without any worries.

But Wuchen is preoccupied.

About 10 minutes later, a village appeared in front of him, which was exactly where he had been before.

Immediately, Duan Guang changed direction and headed downward.

Duan Guang came to the entrance of the village, and as soon as Duan Guang disappeared, Wu Chen's figure appeared from inside.

The blood on the ground is still there, but the smell of blood is not so strong.

"It's just that I don't know what I can gain this time, it's impossible to go back empty-handed~" Wuchen sighed in a low voice.

He looked at the ground and thought while walking, and when he looked up again, he found that he had already passed in front of the thatched cottage.

For this reason, he sighed and walked back.

The door of the thatched cottage was still closed at this time, Wuchen looked at this scene, and was curious, he remembered that he had closed the door before, why is the door closed again now.

Has anyone been here before, or is there someone inside?

Knowing the mystery of the Dahetian statue, Wu Chen took a deep breath and gently pushed the door open.

However, after seeing the scene inside, Wuchen's face turned extremely pale, as if he saw something incredible, he murmured: "How is it possible, how could it be like this."

On the altar, the head of the six-armed statue of Dahetian was chopped off and fell to the ground. It can be seen with the naked eye that there are bloodstains all over the smooth neck of the six-armed statue of Dahetian.

"Who cut off the head, and why is there blood on the neck, even though it is a god?" Wu Chen was puzzled, he just stared at this scene.

Suddenly, the sound of tree roots being broken came from outside the door, and someone faintly sighed, as if knowing that he had been exposed.

"Whoever is outside, come out quickly." Wuchen snorted coldly, and he recited silently.

After absorbing Jinbuhuan's crimson inner alchemy, the color of the scriptures he cast turned into a dark golden color. At this moment, he rushed out of the hut and headed towards that figure.

Just hear a "boom".

The ground was flying sand and rocks, torn apart, and a huge pit appeared in front of the thatched cottage, and there was a sizzling sound from inside the pit, obviously this magic power contained strong poisonous power.

Seeing this scene, the figure standing in the dark was obviously stunned for a moment, but soon calmed down, and he said coldly:

"Didn't you think that the magic power of Lingyin Temple has become so weird now? I remember that Ji Dian's magic power is mighty and majestic. Why is your magic power so strange?"

"Could it be that you have fallen into the demon way?"

Hearing this, Wuchen said coldly: "Who are you, and how can you know my background, so you recruited me according to the truth, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

The current Wuchen has reached the middle stage of becoming an immortal, and he is not afraid of the other party at all, so he is very rude under his words.

The man shook his head and sighed, "Why should I tell you, are you also here for the statue inside?"

Wu Chen was shocked, he looked at the other party for a long time, and finally murmured: "Do you know about the statue? It wasn't like this before I saw it. Could it be that you caused it to chop off its head?"

The person said: "々｀ You have misread the person, I don't have such ability, I just feel that there seems to be some changes in it, so I came here to take a look."

As he said that, he narrowed his eyes, and his eyes showed a bright light: "You said you have been here before, besides that, have you seen anyone else?"

Hearing this, Wuchen's face darkened, and he said, "I don't know who did it."

He concealed the fact that Jin Buhuan's facial features were swallowed by the black air. The person in front of him didn't know who it was, but the other party knew him very well, which made him a little uneasy.

The man sneered, and said, "Then there is no need for you to exist, you can be buried here tonight."

Saying that, that person rushed out of the darkness and came towards Wuchen.

But this person was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face at all.

Wu Chen saw the other party rushing over, and knew that the other party was not Shanzai. At this moment, he also rushed over, the magic power in his whole body was surging, and he did not hold back under the style of his moves.

I saw the palm of the other party (Nuoma's) was purple and black, facing Wuchen's chest, seeing this scene, Wuchen took it easy, his palm turned dark gold, and slapped towards the opponent's palm.

Hearing a bang, the other party stepped back seven or eight steps before stopping, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and Wuchen felt uncomfortable, his body shook, and he also took five or six steps back one after another.

The person on the opposite side said in disbelief: "Could it be that you have already reached the realm of becoming an immortal, and I am generally in the perfect state of becoming an immortal?"

Wuchen said coldly: "Your Excellency who attacked me indiscriminately, I'm only in the middle stage of becoming an immortal, and I haven't broken through to the perfect state yet."

Hearing this, the masked person on the opposite side said in a daze as if struck by a thunderbolt from the clear sky: "You said that you have reached the middle stage of becoming an immortal, but you can easily receive my palm. You know, I have no reservations about the strength of that palm."

Chapter 162 Mysterious Person, Strange Dance

Wuchen snorted coldly, and did not speak. The other party had a mysterious background, and his background was unclear, so he did not open his mouth without authorization.

At this time, the mysterious man wearing a mask took out a red pill from his pocket, swallowed it, and his complexion gradually turned red.

Seeing this, Wu Chen said, "This pill has such a miraculous effect that it heals the injury so quickly."

The mysterious man wearing a mask proudly said: "This kind of medicine is only available to us. Of course you can't enjoy it. However, although you are in Lingyin Temple, if you join us, you might not be able to enjoy this kind of medicine."

Wuchen said thoughtfully: "Since you know me, can you tell me your name, I am not willing to fight with a nameless wireless, maybe you still keep it a secret."

The mysterious man in the mask thought for a while, and when he saw what he was about to say, he suddenly saw Wuchen rushing over, his face changed, and he sneered, "I never thought that since I wanted to sneak attack me, it seems that we can't do it." We're from the same door."

As he spoke, he kept making hand gestures, the magic power in his body was constantly stirring, and his robes kept rattling. He roared loudly, his palms turned a strange green color, and he was fighting with Wuchen.

Wuchen's body exudes golden light, and the golden light shines brilliantly, but the opponent's green mana is not vegetarian, since it is comparable to Wuchen.

Moreover, Wu Chen had a faint feeling that the opponent's green mana was extraordinarily weird, since his golden light that specialized in countering monsters and ghosts penetrated not only a little bit.

Seeing this, Wu Chen let out a cold snort, secretly mobilizing another wave of demon power, and suddenly the golden mana turned into a dark golden color, incomparably majestic, moving towards the masked mysterious man one after another.

Seeing that Wuchen's magic power has become a fusion of demon and Buddha, the mysterious man wearing a mask suddenly fell into a disadvantage, and felt very difficult. The dark golden magic power is not only majestic and domineering, but also full of toxicity, so I dare not take it hard.

What's more, after fighting Wuchen for a long time, he felt that he had exhausted all the mana he could mobilize, as if there was a great resistance in his body, which made him very uncomfortable.

The mysterious man in the mask was horrified, he thought to himself, "Could it be that I've been poisoned? Why do I feel such discomfort in my body? It's really hateful."

Wuchen is like a person who will not get tired. Not only does his offensive not decrease, but it becomes more ferocious. Watching Wuchen's eyes gradually appear a red bloodthirsty light.

The figure of the mysterious man wearing a mask kept retreating, slowly leaning towards the thatched hut behind him. Seeing this, Wuchen sneered and said, "Is this the end of the perfect realm of Hedao and Immortals? Or is your Excellency dragging your feet? It's too bad."

"If that's the case, I'll show kindness and send you to see King Hades."

Hearing this, the mysterious man in the mask became furious, and he said coldly: "Since you want to die so quickly, let me show you what real power is."

As he said that, the mysterious man in the mask met Wuchen's palm, stepped back more than a dozen steps, and tapped himself three times in a row, unlocking the magic power that he had sealed.

He looked at Wuchen with a sneer, and danced a weird dance. Wuchen looked at this strange dance and didn't understand what it meant, but for no reason, he felt a strange breath, this strange smell The breath came from the thatched hut behind him.

Wuchen turned around and glanced at the headless six-armed statue of Mahakala behind him, only to find that it hadn't moved at all, but it had always been a dead thing.

I saw madness in the eyes of the mysterious man wearing a mask, and he jumped and shouted: "Dahetian, Dahetian, the stars in the sky have been eaten, and the crops on the ground have died of drought, Dahetian, Dahetian, The incense burns forever."

After the mysterious man in the mask yelled the last broken word, a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth. After the blood trickled out, he immediately went towards the six-armed statue of Dahetian in the thatched cottage.

The mysterious man wearing a mask has white beard and hair, and seems to be much older. He is leaning against the wall weakly, but the madness in his eyes has not diminished by half (dabe).

Seeing the blood rushing from the masked mysterious man, Wuchen felt a bad premonition, he snorted coldly, and a golden light shot out from the palm of his hand, heading towards the blood cage.

As soon as the golden light covered the blood, the ball of blood made strange noises, vaguely, Wuchen heard countless voices calling their names continuously.

"Dust-free, dust-free..."

Hearing this voice, Wuchen snorted coldly, ready to mobilize the monster power to control the blood.

However, this mass of blood was extremely strange, only a scream could be heard inside, and this scream broke through the barrier of light and spread in all directions.

Hearing this voice, Wu Chen was in a daze for a moment, and at this moment of daze, the blood broke through the golden light, and instantly merged into the six-armed statue of Daheitian.