Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

[Puppet Bug] The ancient Miao Gu technique in the world of Xianjian can control the dead body nine times. Combined with Nuwa's secret technique, it can bring back the dead.

Speaking of this item, Zhang Ming felt a lot of emotion.

In the world of Immortal Sword, Li Xiaoyao and Saint Aunt resurrected Lin Yueru. A total of 36 puppet insects were placed in the five viscera, six fu organs, seven orifices, eight meridians, nine wheels and sea of ​​consciousness.

Unfortunately, the good times don't last long.

Li Xiaoyao lost Zhao Linger.

Lin Yueru died of illness after being resurrected, and her daughter Li Yiru eloped with Han Zhongxi and died after giving birth to Xiaoman.

From then on, he was poor, and after becoming the head of Shushan, he resigned in despair and lived alone.

It can be said that his wife and son were separated, and he died of grief.

As a result, he could not become an immortal in his life.

Zhang Ming silently said to the system space: "Use!"

A black Gu worm appeared in the body of the maid who fell to the ground, driving him to stand up slowly.

"Not good! Daoist be careful!"

Caiwei's face changed, and she shot it with a palm.

boom.

He fell down again.

Zhang Ming's face turned black: "Don't move, this is Pindao using a secret method to drive his corpse."

Fortunately, the puppet bug can be used nine times!

This time, the maid Li Mo finally stood up and said to everyone, "Wait a minute, I'll inform the others and meet at the side gate of Chunxiang Garden."

Everyone looked strange and nodded in agreement.

Asked about the layout of Chunxiang Garden.

Li Mo pushed open the door and left. Under Zhang Ming's control, he came to the flower house of Yuheng girl, skillfully tapped two short and one long passwords, and only entered when he heard the answer from inside.

I saw Tang Yuanyuan, who was short and short, sitting on the head of the bed.

"The envoy has an order, ordering you to gather all the disciples and set off immediately to destroy Yijianmen!"

Li Mo said with an expressionless face, "Me and the envoy are at the side gate of Chunxiang Garden, waiting for you to come."

This change of hands took things out of the way.

Yuheng immediately muttered in dissatisfaction: "How can you be in such a hurry, it's really bad luck!"

As he said that, he stunned the excited Tang Yuanyuan with a palm.

"Return to the lord, we are here!"

Li Mo got his answer, nodded, turned upstairs, and returned to the oiran's room.

"Hmph, the honorable swept away my interest. Xueling, I can't make you feel comfortable either!"

Yuheng tidied up his clothes and walked out.

...

Late at night, Yijianmen.

"puff--"

Sun Buer was sitting in the main hall, and after drinking the tea Wu Ming offered, he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Master, you are injured!"

Wu Ming was shocked and supported him.

"Cough, it's okay, I can't die for the teacher."

Sun Buer insisted and said, "That Hui Lun... worthy of being the most outstanding disciple of Xiaohanshan Temple for thousands of years, I was seriously injured by the shock alone!"

Wu Ming looked at the master who was coughing up blood and felt sad: "Master, is he so powerful?"

The third layer of Fate Plastic Realm can't even stop the opponent's breath.

"It's more than powerful! It's not the sun god, it's better than the sun god!" Sun Bu'er sighed, "If Miss Guo Er hadn't interrupted his energy, I'm afraid I would have been unable to hold back the injury and my soul would have perished when I came back. It's gone!"

There was fear in his eyes.

It seems that Hui Lun's blow to him this time is not only physically, but also psychologically.

"I wonder if Elder Taishang can match him?"

Sun Buer thought sadly, "The strong Qiongyu Sword Sect has withered away, it's really not as good as before."

Wu Ming's eyes moved, as if he remembered something, and suddenly asked: "Master, Xiaohanshan Temple colluded with the city defense department, and has not dealt with us all the time. Now that you are seriously injured by Huilun, will they raid Yijianmen overnight? "

Sun Buer hesitated: "It probably won't, right?

Not the enemy of life and death, unless they want to rebel..."

There was a sudden noise outside the window.

The master and the apprentice looked at each other, didn't they?

The two quickly walked out of the hall, and saw a figure sitting quietly in front of the stone table in the inner courtyard, with a pale blue robe and a high bun. It turned out to be the Taoist priest of Qinghui.

"Huh, a false alarm!"

Wu Ming found a bowl on the table and asked curiously, "Elder Qinghui, what are you doing?"

Zhang Ming looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "Wait for the wind to come."

As he spoke, he threw out a white jade bottle, "This is a good healing medicine, Ziqingyurong paste."

Wu Ming caught it and said in shock: "Do you know that Master is injured? Great, thank you Elder!"

He squeezed open the medicine bottle, only to feel the aroma, which contained the spirituality of plants and trees, and hurriedly handed it to Master.

Sun Buer took it, respectfully saluted Zhang Ming, and said, "Thank you, Elder Taishang for giving the medicine!"

After the last battle, he was convinced, and respected the new Supreme Elder more and more.

Zhang Ming nodded and looked outside the courtyard.

Seeing that he was really waiting for something, Wu Ming couldn't help but say curiously, "Elder, I'll pour you a cup of tea."

He turned and walked into the hall, and came out with hot tea.

Sun Buer took the medicine pill, and felt that his whole body was warm and warm, his internal organs seemed to be soaked in a hot spring, and even his true essence and soul consciousness seemed to be nourished.

The dark wounds left in earlier years have also been removed.

In an instant, the momentum on his body changed, and the sword energy rose up, and it turned into a dragon and drilled back into the body.

"Fourth Floor of Fate Plastic Realm!"

Sun Buer exclaimed in surprise.

The first three layers of the life-shaping realm are called the early stage, and the fourth to sixth layers are called the middle stage. He has been stuck in the early stage of life-shaping for three years.

"This... this is the magic medicine!"

Sun Buer was so excited that Elder Taishang actually gave him such an important medicinal pill.

"Yijianmen Sun Buer kowtows to thank the Supreme Elder!"

He immediately knelt down on one knee solemnly and said word by word, quite a bit of going through fire and water.

This is his allegiance from the heart!

However, Zhang Ming didn't seem to realize how precious the pills that were thrown at him were.

He waved his hand: "You're welcome."

Sun Buer had to say more, at this time, a cold wind suddenly blew above the courtyard of Yijianmen.

"Wait for the wind..."

I don't know why, Sun Buer and Wu Ming remembered the words just now, which seemed to contain deep meaning. Could it be that Elder Taishang is really waiting for the wind?

"Hehehe, it's better to come early than to come by chance! Sun Buer, are you waiting to die?"

A string of black figures suddenly emerged from the darkness in the mid-air, falling into the courtyard one by one.

They covered their faces and looked at Sun Buer.

Zhang Ming's eyes lit up slightly, and the people from the Hehuan Sect finally arrived, and it was Yuheng who spoke just now.

Sun Buer also recognized the origin of the other party at once, and said with a heavy face: "Elder Qing Hui, be careful! They are from the Hehuan Demon Sect, and the people who come here are not good!"

The magic sword behind him flew out in an instant, turning into a fan-shaped phantom, spreading out like a peacock opening its screen.

"You're right, it's better to come early than coincidence. I counted, one, two, three... Well, there are sixteen people in total. Yes, I didn't let the poor wait for nothing!"

Zhang Ming looked at them and smiled.

Yuheng's face changed: "You! Aren't you Qingquan who won the Spring Tide Poetry Competition today?"

How could the other party be here? Could it be that he already knew the plans of himself and others, and set up an ambush in advance?

Also, there were 20 people on his side, so why did he say that there were 16 people after counting? Could it be...

Before he could understand it, he saw the Taoist Jun Lang patted the bowl on the table lightly.

"Om, um, ni, ba, mi, hum!"

"We welcome the guests with tea, please enter the urn!"