sinovels Chapter 423 The yellow mud fell into the crotch
Chapter 423 The yellow mud fell into the crotch
Chapter 423 The yellow mud fell into the crotch
Cui Yu looked at Xin Yuan with his eyes, and Xin Yuan looked at Chi You.
Heart Ape is Cui Yu's seven emotions and six desires, a collection of all desires.He really wanted to agree to Cui Yu's conditions, but the key was that Chi You was the key to mastering the Tengu's body.
"Old Ancestor, what is my identity? How can I covet your mere ten tons of supplies to do stealthy things? Instead of me poisoning you, it's better for me to shoot directly and help you erase the ram." Chi You said lazily.
Now he just wants to digest the supplies quietly, but he doesn't want to make extra troubles and attract the attention of human masters.
Countless thoughts flickered in Cui Yu's mind: "Don't forget, you are just an arm now, don't you want to get all the rest of your body back?"
Hearing Cui Yu's words, Chi You raised his head to look at Cui Yu, and saw Cui Yu showing an expression of "I'm sure of you".
Without Cui Yu's permission, he couldn't leave Cui Yu's side to find the rest of his family.
"Let's help each other, you help me and I help you, that's the right way." Cui Yu looked at Chi You with a pair of eyes smiling.
As soon as Chi You stretched out its paw, it grabbed the potion decisively, and then disappeared into the shadow of the corner.
"The next thing is to go to Ziyang Mountain. I don't know if Wu Zizhen will be hooked. Wu Zizhen drinks a pot of spring water from Ziyang Mountain every day. He never imagined that he would give me a chance." Words Falling Cui Yu directly turned into air and disappeared into the air.
Ram Academy
Wu Zizhen returned to the academy, recalling all kinds of things during the day, he became more and more restless.
"The other party is constantly exposing his breath, I am afraid that he is trying to swallow the method of swallowing the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations. There is not much time left for me to wait. It's too late to start." Wu Zizhen was anxious, but that person was a thug, and the aura exposed by the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations was fleeting, so he didn't even have a chance to lock the exact position.
Everyone knew that the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations was in Bailiu City, and it was in the main urban area of Bailiu City, but when it came to specifics, there was no clue.
The golden light soared into the sky, covering a radius of several miles. The population it covered was so large and complicated that people came and went constantly, so it was impossible to lock it.
"Bring a cup of tea to quench your thirst." Wu Zizhen ordered.
The servants retired, and Wu Zizhen sat in the lobby and continued to meditate.
Wu Zizhen didn't think for a long time, when he saw the servant brought tea, Wu Zizhen was about to drink the tea, when he heard a "bang" of the door, Wu Zizhen appeared directly outside the gate, and then looked To the small rocks rolling on the ground.
"Who hit the door with a stone?" Wu Zizhen was vigilant, but he never noticed that there was a big black dog in the house at some point, and the big black dog stood up, like a person, standing up , took out a porcelain bottle, and poured a drop of golden liquid into the tea.
Then the big black dog ran away in a hurry.
Wu Zizheng stood outside the door and observed for a while, but saw nothing unusual, thought it was some academy child playing around, turned around and walked into the room, and took a sip of tea.
"Huh?" Just as the tea entered his stomach, Wu Zizhen couldn't help but let out a comfortable sound, and his body couldn't help but twist.
A warm current rises from the abdomen, and the warm current swims through the whole body, as if soaking in a hot spring, the whole person is so comfortable that he can't speak.
"There's something wrong with this tea." After thinking about it for a long time, Wu Zizhen just put down the teacup and said something.
He called the servant outside the door, and saw the servant kneeling on the ground with a respectful expression: "I have seen the elder."
"What special thing did you use to make tea today?" Wu Zijun asked, "Or is there any difference between making tea today and the past?"
The servant frowned, thought hard for a while, and then said: "It's the same as the usual tea making procedure."
"That's weird!" Wu Zizhen's voice was full of surprise: "Recall carefully, when making tea today, is there any difference in the water used and the ingredients used to make tea?"
"The water for making tea is the spring water transported from Ziyang Mountain outside the city every morning. The tea is the master's favorite tea on weekdays. There is nothing unusual about it," said the servant.
"Water from Ziyang Mountain? Get it quickly and show me." Wu Zizhen said.
"Reporting to the old man, only one pot of spring water is taken every day for the old man to drink, and there is nothing left." The servant said quickly.
Wu Zizhen didn't say a word when he heard the words, and the next moment he flew into the air and disappeared into the house.
Ziyang Mountain
Ziyang Mountain is a private mountain, hundreds of feet high, no worse than Mount Tai in the previous life.
There is a spring in the mountain, which flows all year round and does not freeze in all seasons.
Cui Yu turned into air and came to the spring not long after.
From the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, there is only one path.
The mountains are filled with clouds and mist, and the mountains and rain are desolate. It seems that the scenery is very beautiful.
It is a good place for self-cultivation and meditation.
Cui Yu was sitting in front of the spring, holding the sealed Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations in his hand, he kept looking at it in his hands, and muttered, "How can I swallow this Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations?"
"Here comes the guy! You're a good planner." At this moment, Cui Yu's shadow seemed to come to life, and the voice of the big black dog rang in Cui Yu's ears.
Cui Yu raised his eyebrows, pretending not to know, just sitting there quietly, with a look of contemplation in his eyes, holding the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Tribulations and not saying a word.
Wu Zizhen, who came over there with wings fluttered, saw Cui Yu sitting in front of the spring water, meditating with a mud pellet in his hand.
He was curious why Cui Yu would sit here with the mud ball, but Cui Yu suddenly peeled off the mud ball, revealing the golden skin inside.
Then there was a familiar breath rising into the sky.
Looking at the golden light soaring into the sky, and Cui Yu who was about to smash the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations by picking up a stone, Wu Zizhen finally decided in his heart: this is the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations.
The fellow in front of him didn't know how to use the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, so he threw a stone in front of the spring, causing the scum of the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations to fall into the spring water, and then he drank it himself.
Cui Yu smashed it, but failed to break open the Ten Thousand Calamity Golden Pill, and quickly sealed it again with a clay pellet: "It seems that the Ten Thousand Tribulation Golden Pill cannot be broken."
Then he stood up and was about to leave: "Since I can't smash the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, I have to find a different way. I still don't believe it. I have the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations in my hand, and I can't find a way to swallow it."
Cui Yu was about to leave with the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, when suddenly he heard a gust of wind blowing behind him, then a sharp pain in the back of his head, and then he fell directly to the ground.
Seeing Wu Zizhen falling from the sky, he came to Cui Yu with a proud expression on his face, and picked up the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations that had rolled on the ground: "Unexpectedly, the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations fell into the hands of this ants. Human beings are mere second-level martial arts, but they are in possession of such incredible treasures. It is really a good fortune. It is a pity that the fortune is superficial, and they do not know how to use the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, so they exposed themselves in vain and lost their lives."
Looking at Cui Yu's 'corpse', at this time Cui Yu's back was facing upwards, the back of his head was bloody and bloody, and the vitality in his body was cut off. go.
Not long after Wu Zizhen left, Cui Yu in the spring suddenly turned over and stood up from the spring: "Good guy, you are indeed a master of the ram lineage. Even if I was prepared, this blow almost killed me." His head was smashed open."
If it weren't for the skin of gods and demons and the blood of Gonggong, I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to try it so easily.
He didn't know what Wu Zizhen used to attack him, but the human skull is the most fragile bone in the human body, and it is also the hardest bone.
Why do you say that?
It is said to be fragile because once the skull is broken, there is only death.
It is said to be hard because it is difficult to break.
That blow has at least [-] jin of strength!
Cui Yu returned from the dead to perform, flesh and blood continued to grow, and the wound was completely intact in an instant.
Glancing at the clear spring in the mountains, Cui Yu simply took a bath in the spring water, then quietly returned to Daliang City, and began to spread rumors secretly:
"Wu Zixuan, a student of Gongyang Academy, has obtained the golden elixir that can make people live forever."
"It was Wu Zizhen who robbed at the foot of Qunyu Mountain."
"Wu Zizhen is so cruel and ruthless that he even wiped out Changfeng Escort Bureau and stole the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Tribulations."
"..."
Spreading rumors is free, and Cui Yu does not cost money to spread rumors.
The rumors had just appeared, and they began to ferment rapidly, spreading throughout Bailiu City within a short time.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were attracted by the rumor, Cui Yu quietly followed Ru Nan out of Bailiu City.
Accompanied by Cui Yu's thought, the innate sword energy wrapped in the 'Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations' quietly dissipated, and the next moment the aura of the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations exploded like a bright moon in the night sky.
The countless people who were attracted by the rumors had already rushed to the outside of the Gongyang Academy, their eyes looked at the aura erupting from the Gongyang Academy, and they all felt moved in their hearts: "It's a real hammer! Inside the Sheep Academy."
"The little Gongyang Academy dares to get involved in the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations. It's simply reckless." Someone snorted coldly, and then snowflakes began to float in the sky.
Let's talk about Gongyang Academy, after Wu Zizhen plotted to 'death' Cui Yu from the mountain, he took the bullet in Cui Yu's hand with a beating heart, and quietly returned to the academy along the way.
After closing the doors and windows and ordering his disciples to be on guard, Wu Zizhen returned to the house and took out the mud pellet.
Following the traces on the mud pill, Wu Zizheng looked at it carefully for a long time, and finally a look of joy appeared in Wu Zizhen's eyes. When he broke it lightly, he saw the mud pill turned into two halves, revealing the golden golden pill of ten thousand calamities.
The golden elixir is perfect and flawless, and the hearts of those who watch it are surging.
At the same time, there seemed to be a vague force bound on the surface of the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, locking the aura of the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations so that the aura of the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations would not leak out.
"The Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations! This is the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations!" Wu Zizhen looked at the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations in his hand, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat, and a greedy thought arose in his mind.
"If I steal the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations and devour the power of the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, will my life span be increased by 1 years? Will I be able to live forever?" Wu Zizheng's eyes were full of greedy.
Before he got the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, he could still think of Saint Ram and tell him the news of the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, hoping that Saint Ram would survive the calamity.
But when the golden elixir of ten thousand calamities really fell into his hands, Wu Zizhen realized that his mind had changed.
This is the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations that I have obtained, which means that this Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations is destined for me, so why should I give it to Saint Gongyang?
Swallow it by yourself, you can get ten thousand years of life, but give it to the ram saint?
Is it any good for me to give the ram sage?
This is my own good fortune, so why should I hand it over to Saint Gongyang?
If I gave this good fortune to the sage of Ram, wouldn't I reduce my vitality?
Countless thoughts flickered in Wu Zizhen's mind, and the greed in his heart was also increasing rapidly.Holding the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations with a greedy and distorted expression, Wu Zizhen was so immersed in the splendor of the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations that he couldn't extricate himself for a while.
"Eldest brother, the saint has arrived."
At this moment, a sound was heard suddenly, and a disciple of Gongyang Academy approached outside the door.
Wu Zizhen panicked, for some reason, he suddenly felt a little more guilty, and hurriedly put the shell of the clay ball back on the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, and then Wu Zizhen stuffed the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations under his arm: "The sage goes out of the gate!" Is it? I didn't expect it to be so fast."
Wu Zizhen walked out of the house quickly, all the way to the gate of the Gongyang Academy, and sure enough, he saw the sage Gongyang standing outside the gate.
The Gongyang sage has an old face and a stooped height, like an old man who is about to decay. His face is covered with grooves, like an old man who is eight or ninety years old.
An old man's stench continued to permeate the air.
Wu Zizhu's eyes were very sharp, he could see that there were age spots on the arms and neck of the sage Gongyang, which was by no means a good sign.
"Five Decays of Heaven and Man!"
Inexplicably, a thought appeared in Wu Zizhen's mind.
"I pay homage to the sage." Wu Zizhen bowed respectfully, and quickly stepped forward, knelt down and kowtowed to the ground.
The sage Gongyang looked at Wu Zizhen, and helped him up with gentle eyes: "Get up."
No successor!
The sage Gongyang looked at Wu Zizhen, and for some reason, such a thought came to his mind.
That's right, there is no successor!
Wu Zizhen, the most outstanding disciple of Gongyang's lineage, has just broken through the tribulation, so there is no successor?
If I can't survive, I'm afraid it won't be long, and my ram lineage may be broken.
"Why did the sage leave so soon?" Wu Zijiu supported the sage's wrist with a concerned expression.
Saint Gongyang smiled wryly: "The situation is too bad. My original source is constantly being lost, and my flawless body is broken. I am afraid that it will be difficult to continue and I will not be able to repair the flaws. Maybe taking the golden elixir of ten thousand calamities will bring me back to youth, Only by returning to the peak state can we have the opportunity to repair the damaged state."
"How could it be?" Wu Ziqi's face was ugly.
Helping the sage Gongyang up, he came to the academy, the sage Gongyang took his seat, and said unhurriedly: "Have you ever found out the whereabouts of the golden elixir of ten thousand calamities?"
Wu Zizhen was pouring tea with his head lowered. There was a look of unnaturalness in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up: "The Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations is in the city, but my disciple's cultivation is not as good as it is, so I can't lock the breath. Each appearance is fleeting, and there is no time for people to lock in."
Wu Zizhen poured tea for the sage ram.
"It's normal to say that, after all, it's a great way to snatch food from the tiger's mouth in Qunyu Mountain. It's normal if you can hide it from you." Gongyang Sheng said with a smile: "But it's okay now, I'm here, as long as that Once the aura of the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations appears, there will be no place to hide and it will be locked by me."
His eyes were full of confidence, and it was obvious that he was sure of winning.
"The Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations was born, and I wonder if the imperial court will send masters to end it." Wu Zizhen's eyes showed a hint of worry.
"It doesn't matter." Saint Gongyang just said indifferently: "No one can stop me from obtaining the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, and no one will fight me desperately for the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations."
A person who is near the end of his life will naturally scare away a lot of people.
"You send your disciples to secretly investigate the strangers in Bailiu City intensively. You think that the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations must have been brought by a foreigner." Saint Gongyang ordered.
Then the sage Gongyang ordered people to prepare the altar, and then sat on it and fell into a state of harmony between man and nature.
Looking at Saint Gongyang sitting on the altar, Wu Zizhen's heart sank: "The situation of Saint Gongyang is much more serious than I expected! He needs to sit on the altar all the time to suppress Shou. Counting, slowing down the consumption of lifespan, I am afraid that Saint Gongyang is not far from death. No wonder Saint Gongyang is so swearing!"
He has no way out!
If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!
(End of this chapter)