Chapter 231

The wolf swallowed the boy and six thunder Colts in one bite.

Then, the huge wave head, again turned into a young Taoist.

The Taoist looked around cautiously and left in a hurry.

He sneaked all the way to the ground of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

The young Taoist came to a valley.

In the valley, there was another Taoist. Seeing him back, he quickly asked, "how is the situation outside?"

The young Taoist replied, "the Western Zhou Dynasty was ok, withstanding the attack of Chang'an."

The other side breathed a sigh of relief: "OK, OK, we can stay here in the Western Zhou Dynasty."

The young Taoist nodded, "yes."

The puffy Taoist patted him on the shoulder: "OK, let's change shifts. You stay and take care of uncle. I'll go out and find something to eat and drink."

"Good." After saying goodbye to each other, the young Taoist came to a big tree.

Under the shade of the tree, there was an old Taoist, pale and unconscious.

Young Taoist is under the tree root seat, and then please take a breath.

With this tone, a teenager landed and rolled several times.

He Sanyang is dizzy.

When he regained consciousness, he saw the young Taoist under the tree, smiling at him.

"It can be seen that you are a smart man. You should know the gap between you and me, so don't ask for trouble."

Young Taoist said: "I ask, you answer, I will not hurt your life."

He Sanyang looked at him for a long time, and suddenly asked, "are you the devil wolf who once ravaged the land of the Tang Dynasty?"

The young Taoist said with a smile, "I'm still and empty now. If you can't satisfy me with the questions you answer, I'll be you in the future."

He Sanyang thought of the magic way to seize the house, can not help but back health cold.

But he still said coldly, "you are going to take away me and sneak forward to Chang'an?"

The young Taoist shook his head: "that's too risky."

He Sanyang hummed: "so you want to ask me about Chang'an City? I advise you to save it. I will not sell people. "

The young Taoist said calmly, "because they give you the chance to change your destiny? Don't forget that you are now in my hands because of them. If there were no Chang'an, you would not have died so short today. "

He Sanyang sat cross legged: "I can't beat you, so I'm short-lived. You don't have to talk nonsense. If you want to kill, you can come."

"I don't have to kill you or cut you. As long as I eat your head, I can learn everything you know."

His tone is casual, but he Sanyang feels more creepy.

But the young man immediately retorted: "you don't lie to me, you have this ability, still ask me to do what?"

"Because you are a rare genius to practice magic, and I love talents."

Young Taoist smile: "Chang'an so-called Mr. long can teach you, I can teach you, will not delay you this talent."

He Sanyang was not surprised when the other party knew Mr. Long's name.

The fact that the five gentlemen in the city of sky could each take ten servants was well known to all in Chang'an.

The news spread slowly, not surprisingly.

Sir, sir, there are many people in Changcheng, such as Wulong, Wulong and xiaren.

Mr. long, it's easy to think of a powerful magic dragon in Chang'an.

The young Taoist is also a master of magic. After swallowing he Sanyang, where can he not know that the other side is carrying the magic dragon blood, practicing the magic way and changing the magic dragon?

However, he Sanyang was not affected by his promise to the young Taoist.

"I see. You're not interested in what I know."

The young man looked at the young Taoist coldly:

"in fact, I don't know much, and it may not be valuable to you.

But you want me to listen to you and go back to Chang'an city to be a spy for you.

It doesn't matter how little I know in the past. You want me to keep searching for information for you in the future. "

The young Taoist looked at he Sanyang, and his smile became stronger and stronger: "you little devil, I don't want to kill you any more. It's good whether you believe it or not. I really want to take you as an apprentice. I don't want to hide private things and cultivate them carefully."

"You don't have to."

He Sanyang said coldly, "although I hate my master, I will never betray Chang'an city. What I hate most in my life is the villain. You can kill me directly."

"Villain..."

The young Taoist laughed softly and did not think he was disobedient: "Oh? You hate that magic dragon?

Well, I don't ask you to betray Chang'an, as long as you lead the magic dragon out of Chang'an city.

You want him dead, don't you? You can't do it on your own right now. How about me? "

"You think you're talking to me?"The young man's face appeared cruel and disdain that was not in line with his age: "I dare to tell you, I'm not afraid that you use me. To tell you the truth, I really want to die that bastard, but I will kill him by myself!"

He Sanyang coldly looked at the young Taoist: "you help me kill him, but to weaken the strength of Chang'an city. As long as it is unfavorable to Chang'an, I will not do it. Even if I can't beat that bastard in my life, I won't be cheap for you!"

The young Taoist didn't get angry, but calmly looked at the young man sitting on the ground.

He Sanyang did not fear to look at him: "you and my master, if only one can die, I hope it is you."

"No wonder your master will accept you as a disciple. Unfortunately, I didn't meet you earlier, otherwise you should be my apprentice."

The young Taoist shook his head and said, "are you trying to provoke me to die quickly?"

He Sanyang was told his mind, and simply said: "in addition to eating my head to get some information, I have no use value for you now. If you want to torture and torture me, put your horse here. I bow to you, not a hero!"

The young Taoist looked at him and suddenly laughed: "how can there be no other use value?"

Facing each other's smile, he Sanyang suddenly has a very ominous premonition in his heart.

The young Taoist priest raised his hand with a smile.

He held out his index finger, and there was a small blood spot on his fingertip.

This scene, he Sanyang looks familiar.

This is what Mr. long looked like when he integrated his own demon blood into his body!

Sure enough, at the next moment, a blood thread flew out of the young Taoist's fingertips and stabbed at he Sanyang.

He Sanyang quickly dodged.

He did not forget that Mr. Wu Yun once said that the practitioners of the evil way could only take blood from the demon clan to coagulate blood.

Only Mr. long is special, can direct use his own blood to lead others into the evil way.

If you change someone else, you will only let the entrant die madly.

Unfortunately, no matter how he Sanyang dodges, the blood line still stabs him.

Then, this line of demon blood, all into his body.

He Sanyang suddenly stiff in the air, the next moment straight fell to the ground.

The young Taoist priest got up and paced to he Sanyang.

He Sanyang suddenly let out a wild animal like howl.

His body was twitching in place.

The blue and purple blood vessels protrude on the surface of the skin, undulating and twisting like a strange snake.

He Sanyang's body is rolling and twitching on the ground, scratching the ground with hands and feet, and constantly giving out a painful roar.

The young Taoist looked on coldly.

Looking at he Sanyang's unbearable appearance, he murmured to himself: "am I wrong? Aokong didn't take his own blood to coagulate the blood, but took the dragon blood of a real unreal dragon? "

The young Taoist held out his hand and pressed it on the top of he Sanyang.

He Sanyang's convulsive and struggling body is suddenly motionless.

But the blood vessels of terror were still stirring on the surface of his body.

The young Taoist priest closed his eyes and felt carefully. After a moment, he opened his eyes and looked puzzled: "it is really aokong's own blood."

He frowned and looked at he Sanyang:

"aokong should have been exposed to the fragments of immortal trace, which affected his blood vessels. Then why can't I?

Or is it that the special thing is not aokong and the fragments of immortal trace, but the kid's own talent? "

The young Taoist took back his hand.

But this time, he Sanyang is still lying on the ground still, no longer struggling convulsion.

However, the breath is still maintained, and the face is still visible blood vessels ferocious bulge twist.

"Look again."

The young Taoist nodded thoughtfully.

His head turns into a wolf head again, swallowing he Sanyang, who seems to be in a coma, and then changes back to the original.

At this time, the fat Taoist came back from the outside: "I seem to have heard someone screaming. Is uncle awake?"

"No, martial uncle is still in a coma." The young Taoist did not change his face: "maybe you heard me wrong, elder martial brother."

The fat Taoist sighed: "martial uncle, it's not a way to keep away from the rice for a long time."

He gave the food to the young Taoist, and then tried to feed the comatose old Taoist to drink water himself.

Old Taoist, of course, will never wake up.

The young Taoist sat down again, eating and thinking.

Mr. long must be aokong.

On the contrary, Mr. Wu Yun, who often shows up, may not be the brother and sister he married in those years.

Many people know the origin of Mr. Xueying, who was active in the eastern Tang Dynasty for a while.

Mr. Zhang is said to be a martial artist.

The eldest, the third, the fifth, the sixth, the seventh and the eighth are all possible.

But with such a low profile and a simple life, I feel that Laoba is more likely.

As for Mr. He, who practiced Confucianism and TaoismWill it be twelve?

The young Taoist narrowed his eyes.

The key is not the following five, but the most mysterious city Lord above all the people in Chang'an.

Who could it be?

In front of the young Taoist, a figure flashed by.

Along with his back neck position, faint pain.

The young Taoist raised his hand to cover his neck, and his eyes were colder than ever before.

The fat Taoist just turned his head and saw it. He was shocked: "younger martial brother Jingxu, you..."

The young Taoist turned to him.

The fat Taoist looked at it carefully, but he saw that the other side's eyes were peaceful, as usual.

He couldn't help rubbing his eyes: "am I wrong..."

"What's the matter, elder martial brother?" Taoist Jingxu asked with a smile.

The fat Taoist looked at him again and quickly shook his head: "it's OK. I was dazzled just now."

After hesitating for a moment, he asked again, "are we really going to Liyang temple?"

Taoist Jingxu nodded: "yes, only there is hope to cure martial uncle's injury, and..."

His eyes flashed: "it is said that the ancient wood immortal who once directed the practice of this temple is also there."

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