Dragon Ball: I am the Great Priest

Chapter 144 is unbearable

And Wang Xing has no way to use his hands and feet to scratch, the consciousness of survival, can only silently endure this strange itch, the strange itch is unbearable!

I don't know how long it will take to separate a white line from the white ball and into the body of King. Then Wang Xing fell from a small piece of blood, and then more and more white lines entered Wang Xing's body. More and more blood is scattered down, which is a long process.

I don't know how long it has been, the ground is already full of blood, and Wang Xing, once a blood man, is now clear, Wang Xing can see all the blood vessels, the meridians can be seen clearly, and there is a trace of white gas swimming around his body. It seems to be very pleasant.

And Wang Xing does not feel itchy at this time, some are just fresh, there is a feeling of ecstasy, this feeling is similar to the feeling of entering the mysterious space of the deep mountains, but it is different, in Yupei, that cool. Deep in the soul, here, it feels fresh.

Wang Xing has a wish. He suddenly wanted to inhale all the white balls. Therefore, Wang Xinghua longs for action, the movement of consciousness, and the sudden movement of the white ball made of fog. It turned out that less than 1/3 of the white ball that repaired his body was sucked into the body by Wang Xing.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Xing's brain roared, as if it was about to explode, but then this feeling suddenly disappeared, and Wang Xing suddenly had a feeling, a feeling that had never been felt before, and this feeling existed in his consciousness.

Wang Xing felt that if this fog was absorbed by itself, it would definitely explode again, no matter how lucky it was, it was resurrected like this, Wang Xing didn't know, knew that this fog was absorbed by Yubei!

Wang Xing immediately felt a burst of fear, cold sweat and thick marijuana scattered on his forehead, fortunately with this jade, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable!

Wang Xing thought for a while, the jade appeared in his hand, Wang Xing taught himself to observe, the jade recovered his feelings for the first time, the whole body of Snow White, instead of the transparent circle outside, this jade urine, was replenished!

Wang Xing wanted to call jade in his mind: "Old ancestor? "Lao Zu?" But there was no response, Wang Xing thought about a step and took Yupei back into his body in disappointment.

At this time, Wang Xing had a sense of power. Wang Xing didn't know how long he hadn't felt like this, and now Wang Xing regained this feeling. If Wang Xing had been a little more careful, he would have found this. In my meridians, the traces of white aura seem to be much stronger.

Now Wang Xing's body is no longer crystal clear, but has grown into a flesh and blood body, now Wang Xing is real and real, a complete brother, a flesh and blood body, generally the same as that continent, the same as that continent!

Wang Xing stood up and stepped on the ground. Wang Xing suddenly felt as if he was familiar with this place. Suddenly, a sense of pride emerged from the depths of Wang Xing's heart, but it flashed.

Wang Xing subconsciously walked off the podium, walked to an incomplete inscription under the platform, stroked the stone tablet with his hand, and from the inscription, to be precise, from Wang Xing, there was a feeling of vicissitudes. Wang Xing and that inscription are linked together, unrelated to each other.

After a while, Wang Xing woke up and stared at the only three words on the inscription. This word is not the same as the word of mortals. Wang Xing may not have known before, but now Wang Xing admits these three words. These three words are raw Sendai!

These three words are powerful and full of natural flavor. Wang Xing looked at the word and had the illusion that he was the word, that the word was his hallucination, because that word gave Wang Xing a feeling of dissolving in water, as if it were the same word he wrote.

At this time, Wang Xing, it seems that there is a lot of information in his head, even he can't understand what this is, this information is very much, it takes a little time to digest.

After a while, Wang Xing said something in a language he didn't even understand: "Go to the spirit world!" "Immediately, the white gas in the body mobilized a trace and injected into the mysterious pattern on the soles of the feet, and immediately, Wang Xing's feet will light up with white light, a layer of light cover will protect Wang Xing inside, and the mysterious pattern under his feet will gradually be removed.?

After a while, as soon as there was a flash of white light, Wang Xing disappeared, and no one noticed the white stone that had just flashed around the pedestal, now all black and gray, and then gradually disappeared. And the pattern has also darkened again, apparently it can no longer be used.

It is a quiet little village with starry skies at night, people sitting in front of their houses humming ditties, blowing the wind, holding a fan, talking about the sky, but behind it all, no one can think of it. There was a war here 10,000 years ago, and that war almost destroyed the world. Here, tonight, is destined to be an extraordinary night.

That evening, in a remote corner of the village, the lights flickered and a naked boy appeared. The boy looked ordinary, but his skin was fair. At the age of eighteen or nine, he had black hair on his shoulders, scattered behind his head as he pleased. What makes this person seem a little charming, this person is Wang Xing.

Wang Xing only felt that the white light was flickering, as if he had arrived in a village, but before he could observe, a decent voice bombarded Wang Xing's head: "Immortal, you have the right to consult the lower frontier Phineas!" "

This sound decisively killed and echoed on Wang Xing's head, Wang Xing could not bear the impact, a mouthful of blood spurted out, both eyes turned black, and then fainted, but the blood he himself spewed out was golden.

Wang Xing did not notice that the golden blood fell to the ground, and then slowly gathered to the place where Wang Xing fell, and finally reintegrated into his body. ）

When Wang Xing woke up, the first thing he saw was not the sky, but beams and planks. Wang Xing immediately sat up alertly. The vigilance of his past life training made him feel unusual.

When Wang Xing calmed down, he found himself lying on the bed, so he changed his shirt. At this time, Wang Xing really relaxed his vigilance and continued to look around.

It was an ordinary house, and Jane could tell that the owner of the house was not wealthy. "I don't think anyone of good will was saved." Wang Xing looked around and said to himself. Just as Wang Xing remembered his body, the door opened.

What came in was a small baby, tied in a small seedling, people were draped behind their heads, and a pair of water spirit eyes stared at Wang Xing, which showed that this was a small one

Shui Ling's eyes saw Wang Xing wake up, revealing a color of joy, and then quickly ran out, shouting while running: "Dad, mom!" "Big brother is awake!"

After a while, a middle-aged man and a middle-aged man came to Wang Xing's room and looked at Wang Xing standing at the door. The man smiled and said, "Little brother, you're finally awake!" Then he said to the middle-aged village woman standing next to him: "You go and fry two dishes, my brother has not eaten for two days and nights." So the middle-aged country woman walked into another room.

"This little brother, sit down first, wait for the food to come, and have a few drinks with my brother!" My name is Zhang Bei, just call me Brother Zhang!" Man, where are you from? "That person is simple." Hey," the one said with a smile.

"My name is Wang Xing. Thank you, Brother Zhang. Excuse me, Brother Zhang, right? "Wang Xing just arrived in a strange place, the prevention in his heart is inseparable, first of all, don't reveal his details, ask what this is, whether it belongs to the Sword God Sect or the scope of the Drug Palace, so he reacted.

"Brother, what kind of language is this, people float in the rivers and lakes, there will always be dissatisfaction, brother I can't do anything else, but everyone else is in trouble, helping a group can still do it!" Beibei looked at the food brought by his wife, busy eating, and said: "This is called Shengxian Village, and legend has it that 10,000 years ago, there were fairies here!" "In my opinion, how could those high-ranking fairies come to our stupid place?"

"What?! You said there were fairies! What a fairy! Wang Xing seems to have heard some big news. He yelled at the couple. After a while, his reaction was: "I'm sorry, Brother Zhang, I." "It's deformed. Sorry, there is. Fairy? “

"It is said that fairies look the same as us, but they can fly in the sky, they can have all kinds of spells, and if mortals mix with fairies, then they will die miserably in the end!" The northern couple was also surprised by Wang Xing's surprise, and only said calmly after recovering slightly.

Wang Xing was shocked because the fairy recorded in the ancient books he had seen on the mainland was what the people of Shengxian Village said. He knew the horrors and horrors of fairies, and when he heard what the people here said, he should often see fairies. Otherwise, it would be impossible to say with such certainty the characteristics of the fairy.

"Here, it's the spirit world!" Wang Xing mimicked a sudden way.

"You, what do you think this place is?" The man tensed for a while, and faintly saw the cold sweat on his head.

"Spirit World! What's going on? Wang Xing answered half of the questions, half of the doubt. The northern couple was getting more and more cold sweat, like beans. "Pu Tong" knelt on the ground, not even daring to breathe.

"I don't know if Shangxian is here, but please forgive me!" Wang Xing was silent, looking at Zhang Bei and his wife lying on the ground, as if thinking about something.

"If Shangxian is not discouraged enough, please let go of my children, my husband and wife are willing to sacrifice my children's lives!" The northern couple knelt on the ground and shivered.

"Brother Zhang, you" Wang Xing was also confused by this instantaneous change, but his words were not finished. The bright dagger was pulled out from his waist, and a light flashed in North's eyes. The handle of the dagger is inlaid with a stone of white light and a small amount of impurities.

This dagger was inserted straight into Wang Xing's neck, and at this time Wang Xing wanted to hide, but it was too late!

Wang Xing still didn't know what happened, and when he wanted to ask the northern couple something about the spirit world, Wang Xing couldn't explain the dagger. In an instant, he approached Wang Xing's neck, and a trace of blood appeared on Wang Xing's neck. The dagger was about to pierce Wang Xing's neck.

In a hurry, Wang Xing subconsciously manipulated metaphysics, all focused on his neck, resisting the dagger.

The sound of "ding" appeared in the room, and the five steps to the north had retreated to the door, and Zhang Bei's flying dagger flew out of the room. Zhang Bei's wife, that is, a middle-aged rural woman, has long been stunned. Already when the North cut off Wang Xing's neck with a dagger, he fainted.

On the other hand, Wang Xing stood there, motionless, looking fine, but in fact, a feeling of disengagement erupted from Wang Xing.

Xuan qi, using mysterious power to transform gas, using gas to hurt enemies, consuming their own strength, strength and amount, determining mysterious power, this is a mysterious power, an explosive power.

Wang Xing subconsciously focused his energy on a certain point, which was a very painful thing, resulting in Wang Xing's current state of force.

After a while, when Wang Xing's strength recovered slightly, he slowly walked towards a couple in the north. Wang Xing didn't understand why a good family who saved his life attacked his conversation and laughter. He wondered. Because he knows very little about this world!

Wang Xing looked at Zhang Bei and looked at him desperately, feeling even more confused in his heart. Wang Xing picked up the dagger that had been shaken to the side, observed it carefully, and prepared to return it to Zhang Bei, but Wang Xing did not find it. When Wang Xing picked up the dagger, Wang Xing's north hand could not see behind his back and tore open something like a seal.

Then, the northerner looked at Wang Xing with a sigh of relief: "Sports master, you can do it!" "

Wang Xing still didn't understand what the word "physicist" meant, he was ready to ask, and a long roar came from a distance, interrupting Wang Xing's thoughts: "Daoyou wait a minute!" "Daoist, wait!"

Wang Xing looked down at the source of the sound and saw a figure on the edge of the sky, stepping on a green paulownia sword, flying towards Wang Xing quickly, desperately listening to the voice. Immediately rejoiced: "This is the voice of the ancestors,!" "My daddy is here!"

In Zhang Bei's eyes, his old ancestor was omnipotent, and he developed a blind worship of his old ancestor, and the arrival of the old ancestor at this time undoubtedly gave Zhang Bei hope to see "life", especially excitement.

At this time, Wang Xing saw that the flying man, who was also about eighteen or nine years old, had black hair and tied neatly behind his head, but his face was a little sullen.

After the man flew over, he stood between Wang Xing and Zhang Bei, took a careful look at Wang Xing, and immediately stunned him: "Jianji is perfect!" "

Wang Xing was also surprised that he had only seen a so-called fairy who could fly in the sky in ancient books before, like a joke left by his predecessor, and now a person who actually flew from the sky was standing in front of him. He had seen the horror of such a person in ancient books, and this was how Wang Xing could not panic!

Wang Xing subconsciously took two steps back and was about to turn around and leave, but was interrupted by a sentence from the north: "Lao Zu, it was this athlete who wanted to kill my family, and my husband and wife kindly took him away!" As soon as the flying man heard this, he even choked up and said, "What? "What? Sports practitioners? Is it true that he has a double approach? At a very young age, there is such a practice. It must be a young man who came out to practice in Xiuzhen's house, this person will not mess with him! “

The old ancestor Shinjuku made a judgment: "There is a way! "The old man chanted, the teacher inherited the sword gate, went out to carry out the mission, received a danger signal from the afterlife, rushed here, but saw that the Taoist friend wanted to kill my descendants, you and my cultivators should have the same knowledge as mortals!"

The wind whistled away, but it was a monk in the middle of the foundation. It is rare to see Wang Xing, who has both the Dharma and the foundation, so calm.

Wang Xing listened to Feng Yongli's words and was even more puzzled. What Dharma dual practice, what Taoist friends, made Wang Xing a mess, Wang Xing now just wants to find someone overcrowded to inquire about the information he wants to know. I don't want to mess with someone named Feng Yongli.

Wang Xing stuck the dagger in front of his chest with his right hand. He was about to return the dagger to me and say goodbye, but was interrupted by the wind.

"Daoist friends have something to say!" The wind blew away from Wang Xing's sight, and then he lost his voice and shouted.

But his movements were not slow, his right hand pinched the formula, and the spell in his mouth formed a light yellow shield, covering himself and the Zhang Bei couple behind him, and the faint white light of his right hand flashed, and he didn't know where to take out three paper-like things. Mysterious runes were painted on it, and I saw the wind chanting, and the three seals were facing the yellow lid, which immediately turned into four layers, the outermost layer was a yellow shield, and then the three colors of red, green and purple. Reflecting each other into a magnificent piece, it is quite gorgeous.

When Wang Xing saw that people could unleash such brilliant colors, curiosity as a boy made him stop where he was and did not leave, and he wanted to see what trick the wind sang from the end.

"Daoist friends have something to say, why move your hand? For a hundred years, it has not been easy for everyone to walk, and it is not good to hurt harmony! The wind said tremblingly. In the middle of a foundation building, it can be said that the final foundation building and the dual practice of Dharma cannot be triumphant.

Wang Xing was startled again and listened to what the wind said. It seems that the eighteen- or nine-year-old young man is hundreds of years old! But Wang Xing also heard the words of the wind shouting, and seemed to be very afraid of himself, so he tentatively asked: "Then what do you want?" "_

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