Infinite Script Killing

At that time, monk Xuanmu of Guanghua Temple stole scriptures and gave them to Lao Song.

In fact, the original intention was just to give Mr. Song a comfort. After all, the Song family was going through huge changes at that time, and I was afraid that he would not be able to think about it.

Although this sutra was rumored to be magical, none of the elders in the temple could understand it, so stealing it to him was actually just to give him a thought.

But Monk Xuanmu probably couldn’t even dream of it.

This scripture is not a scripture at all, but the Yanshu hidden in the scriptures.

Even if it is not complete, it is enough for Mr. Song who comes from seven families.

Even though his master, Xue Gui, had not taught him Bai Shankou, he had no reservations about the Seven Paper Skills. Once he combined the Yan Shu and the Paper Skills, he was able to fiddle with the Master's Wife in a daze.

Monk Xuanmu also knew about this, but there was nothing he could do about it.

The origin of the master's wife is very strange. Mr. Song also tried several times before he learned that her identity was not simple. She was an ancient god.

He was woken up by Mr. Song from his deep sleep.

Attached to the paper man, but because Mr. Song is the caster and the caster is immortal, she cannot do whatever she wants.

In the following thirty years, the master's wife stayed by Mr. Song's side.

Make a paper man during the day, and cover yourself with a quilt or something at night.

Even Song Laoyang's life span has long been over. If the master's wife hadn't cast a spell to cover his aura and extend his life, he might have died long ago.

Sitting on the chair, Mr. Song told what he knew one by one.

At the end of the sentence, I couldn't help but turn my eyes red and look at Master Xue Gui angrily: "You always left me happily and left me alone. Why don't you allow me to find a companion by myself?"

After hearing this, the master had no choice but to drink tea.

Speaking of the three masters, apprentices, grandfather and grandson, the one who had the hardest time was Master Song Lao.

The master opened his big hand and killed with great force.

The master is going to live with his tail between his legs, and there will be no one in the world who doesn't want to kill him.

If it weren't for the background of the great era, when everyone is having a difficult time, and it's difficult to protect themselves, and the people of the three religions are spreading the word, and they are not allowed to deliberately retaliate, otherwise Master Song Lao's life will be even more difficult.

In contrast, Xu Tong stood completely on the shoulders of giants, and naturally could not personally experience the pressure his master endured.

After Master Song finished complaining, he turned his head and said: "The art of Yanshu has actually been lost a long time ago, and what remains is only a star. However, although the seven paper skills are inherited from the Plum Blossom Taoist, the Plum Blossom Taoist is not the creation." Or, there is a large possibility that paper art evolved from Yan art to some extent."

Yanshu was too weird and strange. After the master's wife, Mr. Song tried it a few more times.

But the results were unsatisfactory.

"Why did you ask about this?"

After Mr. Song finished talking about the matter, he looked at Xu Tong, wondering why Xu Tong would ask about such an unconventional matter.

Xu Tong ate the roasted loin on his hand in three or two mouthfuls, and then waved his hand to summon the fat man.

"I'll try using Yan Shu to see if I can perfect it!"

The summoned object of Big Fat is very special. He has a soul and can understand any of Xu Tong's orders, but the soul has not been completely revived. When he does not give orders, Big Fat is like a puppet, without consciousness.

Xu Tong tried this many times to no avail.

Until I got the Thousand God Killer and obtained the Yanshu inside, I couldn't help but start to have thoughts in my heart.

Since Yan Shu and Zhi Shu can be combined, is it possible to completely perfect Big Fat and let him fully possess his own thinking?

"Well, you can try it, but before you try it, you'd better understand the paper craftsman's book thoroughly."

Master had seen Big Fatty before, and he remembered that he mentioned that this paper man was very special.

After observing carefully, the master now signaled Xu Tong to wait.

None of them are proficient in Yan Shu, and Xu Tong, the paper craftsman, has not yet been able to truly apply it to his heart. Even the master himself has not reached perfection in the seven crafts.

In this case, the master still hopes that Xu Tong will think through at least one of them thoroughly before trying it. This is the safest way.

Otherwise, if you try it rashly like Master Song, it will be counterproductive in the end.

"Okay, I'll leave for Xiangxi tomorrow!"

It seemed that if he wanted to upgrade Big Fatty, he could not bypass the Seven Paper Techniques no matter what. In this case, he set off as early as possible for Xiangxi.

After arriving at Mei Du's place and completing the paper craftsman's book, he can try to use Yan Shu to completely upgrade Big Fatty.

But before leaving, I have to go to Feng Lai Tower.

Just as Xu Tong was thinking about his action plan for tomorrow.

The master coughed lightly: "Ahem, by the way, there is one more thing I want to discuss with you."

"Hey, just say so. After all, you can't eat this mutton for free."

Xu Tong looked at Master Song with a smile.

All the mutton was eaten in his stomach, and he couldn't spit it out. There must be something waiting for him.

"It's probably the sequelae of the last time, the Nine-e Underworld Ghost King. Do you know who is behind the Nine-Ene Underworld Ghost King?"

Xu Tong shook his head.

He really didn't know this.

However, if you think about it with your toes, you should understand that he must be one of the top figures in the underworld, otherwise he would be able to allow the Nine-e Underworld Ghost King to do evil in the world and reverse yin and yang.

Not even Qin Tianjian dared to kill him.

"Have you ever heard of Jiuyou Bazui Tianzun?"

Xu Tong continued to shake his head.

"Well...this guy has quite a few names. There is another name you must have heard of, the Great Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin."

"Oh~~~" Xu Tong opened his mouth as if he suddenly understood. When Master Song was about to continue speaking, he shook his head and said: "I don't understand!"

Mr. Song was so choked that his face darkened, and he glared at him fiercely: "I don't understand what you are doing. He is the second-in-command of Hades, and he is the biggest among the princes."

"I understand now."

No wonder it’s called Jiu’e Minggui King, because the co-authors are from the same department.

Xu Tong thought about it and signaled his master to continue.

"Although there was nothing wrong with your master about what happened last time, my younger brother was killed. After all, I felt unhappy, so I issued a warrant to your master. You give it a try. If you have a chance, do it. If you don't have a chance, delay it."

Mr. Song said and handed a warrant to Xu Tong.

I don’t know what material the golden warrant is made of.

It felt heavy when held in the hand. When he opened it and looked at the words inside, Xu Tong didn't recognize any of them, but at a glance, the meaning was already reflected in his mind.

Beiyin's execution order ordered the local guardian gods, land gods, mountain gods, and city gods to assist in handling the case.

This is an order that can order a god to be used by oneself, and the content behind it is to kill the cult.

At the same time that Xu Tong got the order, a mission reminder came from the prop book.

"Ding: You have obtained the big script world mission, Zhu Xie!"

Mission requirements: Kill the evil god of [Motuo Cult], Motuoda.

Mission background: (Tang, Yuan,)

Task time: none

Mission penalty: none

The notification sound from the prop booklet, combined with the meaning of the warrant, showed that Xu Tong already understood the mission.

"Well, is there any reward for killing this guy??"

Xu Tong closed the order book in his hand and looked at the master curiously.

"The thing hasn't been done yet, you want a reward!" Mr. Song glared at him angrily.

The master looked at Xu Tong with a smile: "What do you want!"

"Can I make a request?"

"Okay, let's see if it can be fulfilled depending on the request."

Master Xue Gui picked up the tea bowl and took a sip of tea. Unexpectedly, Xu Tong immediately said: "Master, do you want a wife or not? I have already found someone for you. She has big breasts and a big butt. The most important thing is that she can give birth."

"puff!"

Xue Gui squirted out a sip of tea and looked at Mr. Song with a strange expression. His deep eyes made Mr. Song suddenly excited. He picked up the hookah pipe in his hand and threw it at Xu Tong: "You bastard, let's fight you!! "

Xu Tong dared to say this, so of course he was already on guard. He took the hookah pipe and put it away in the prop book, then ran out.

While running, he shouted: "Master, you are a well-fed man and don't know how hungry a man is. You have a wife and someone to love you. Why are you so anxious when I find a companion for Master!!"

"Come here and watch me tear your mouth apart!"

Mr. Song didn't know where he pulled out a leg of lamb and threw it at Xu Tong. Xu Tong hurriedly took it from behind and grinned, knowing that the master still loved him. He quickly put the leg of lamb away and ran out of the void. between.

Old Song angrily chased him to the door of his house. Seeing that this kid had already crossed the Black Sea, he looked at his leaving figure with a dumbfounded expression: "This kid, no matter how big or small!"

After he finished speaking, the old man sitting on the stone beside him sneered: "Really? Why do I feel that this kid has grown up all of a sudden."

"What's the meaning?"

Although Mr. Song is shrewd, there are some things that he cannot see as clearly as a cunning old man like Lao Dao.

The old Taoist grinned and sneered. He did not answer Mr. Song directly. Instead, he pointed around in a non-answering manner:

"This is a good place. The back is connected to the underworld and the front is connected to the world of the sun. You can come and go freely. With your master holding you down as an inspector, the people above can only turn a blind eye. How many people are there in such a good place? If you want to come in, I’m afraid there’s no way.”

When Mr. Song heard this, he immediately understood and slapped his thigh: "Good boy, you have learned to sell us in return!"

Now he finally understood why his master looked at him so wrong just now.

He immediately turned around and ran into the house: "Master, you can't promise him..."

Listening to Mr. Song's shouts, the old man put a piece of straw in his mouth and picked his teeth, and sneered: "Tsk, this old guy is eager to get more people on this pirate ship, young man!"

After the old Taoist finished speaking, he suddenly frowned and muttered: "No, this guy sold his master today, and he might sell the poor Taoist tomorrow. I have to find an excuse to stop this guy in advance." Q!"

Thinking of this old Taoist's heart, he immediately had an idea. The next time this kid comes back, he will stop the idea of ​​selling himself...