The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

Chapter 159

Although the divine blessing was really ugly, Shen Zhongyu still used his spiritual sense to scan around from the inside to the outside, and found that the reason why he turned into such a face should be the reward of the gods he believed in: his eyes are The vertical pupils are like a snake, cold and bloodthirsty, and the lips and cheeks are more like a snake's head, becoming more pointed and thin, with fine square-shaped scales, and the tongue in the mouth is also divided Forked, like a snake letter.Although the head has been transformed beyond recognition, the body is still normal, except that there are snake scales on the joints.This seems to be a half-human, half-snake monster, an unborn snake demon.

But in fact, he was originally a pure person, with no traces of bone refinement on his body, and he became like this entirely from external forces. Considering the divine power flowing in him, it can be said that this external force is divine power.With such a half-human, half-snake body, I am afraid that he will not be able to make greater progress.For the sake of God, is it worth cutting off the possibility of going further?Shen Zhongyu looked at him suspiciously.

Shen Zhongyu thought of the body he transformed into a snake before, and thought strangely, could it be that this strange beast snake is also a member of Xiangliu's family?He thought of the transforming snake that could see a flood of water, and thought it was not surprising.In addition, he can also borrow Xiang Liu's divine power to cast spells, and yesterday's venom and flood all came from this.Xiang Liu's ability is probably similar to that.He thought for a while, walked up to the god wish and asked: "I am a person from the lower realm, why did you abandon the god you serve and come here?"

When Xiangliu Shenzhu heard such doubts about his piety, he naturally cursed angrily: "I never betrayed my god, this is all my god's will."

"Very good." Shen Zhongyu said, "Then, how did the Venerable God know about my Qisha City?" The protection is tight, and it is not so easy to open it under the coercion and induction of Huashen's power.

The first soul search failed. Shen Zhongyu nodded indifferently and said, "I'm not familiar with the gods, and I don't intend to be an enemy of the gods, but it's a pity, I won't let you go." He and Zhang Zhihe left together.Not long after he left, Zhang Zhihe said, 'Sir, what do you want to do to him? Hearing this, Shen Zhongyu frowned and said, "Azhi, you should believe me, I won't do anything." "I just want to use him as a sparring partner. I want to dig out information about God and God's blessing from this God's blessing. In my city, under the records of the surrounding formations, all changes in his body will be irrelevant. Hide away.

Zhang Zhihe saw that Shen Zhongyu spoke with a little grievance, thought for a while, and said, "Sir, what are you hiding from me?"

"Then think of a way to make me speak frankly." Shen Zhongyu glanced at him like a vagabond.

Zhang Zhihe was shuddered by his eyes, thought for a while and said, "Let's go to compete for a match, two wins in three games, you have to tell if you win, and I won't ask if I lose." Shen Zhongyu heard this , his face twitched, and he said, "I'll go and see Beiming, how about later?" Zhang Zhihe smiled smugly when he heard this, and said, "I knew you were going to play tricks on me!" "But it's a pity that you saw it." Shen Zhongyu spread his hands and said, "What a pity!" "

Zhang Zhihe looked at him like this, hugged Shen Zhongyu directly on one side, pecked lightly on his face, and then said seriously: "Sir, you go. I'm going to retreat. Recently, I have gained a lot." Shen Zhongyu turned back He hugged him, slid his palms on his back, pressed his flexible and strong waist, and replied: "Okay. After the Haitang family is defeated, I will also prepare to retreat and pass through the Sanxian Tribulation." "Um."

"Come on, kiss me again."

"..."

After separating from Zhang Zhihe, Shen Zhongyu went to Beiming Sanren's residence refreshed, pushed the door open and entered, and saw Beiming Sanren leaning on the cloud bed with a pale face, and the sleeves of the wide band could not cover his wrists thick, cold black iron shackles.But Qi Hanshui sat under the cloud bed as if extremely exhausted, leaning against the cloud bed to rest.

Raising his eyebrows, Shen Zhongyu said to Qi Hanshui: "What are you doing? He is already haunted by demons, and using forbidden methods to shackle him will stimulate his demons even more?" Qi Hanshui just wanted to Speaking, Beiming Sanren said: "I want to do this." "Huh?" Shen Zhongyu went over indifferently, sat on the cloud bed, took his hands up and observed carefully, his fingers were slender, white and shiny, but It contains the power to overthrow mountains and rivers. He even faintly feels the power of luck running in it, but at the same time he also feels that something is extracting his mana. "Burial" is exactly the same.

Beiming Sanren's eyes were clear and understanding, and he said: "This is my heart demon robbery. This demon who is connected with the heart demon learned from me. Maybe it was able to extract luck and mana. These days, he is in a moment. He kept tempting me to fall into the devil, and at the same time drew my mana. If I can't survive, I'm afraid that I will be taken away by the demon."

"Oh." Shen Zhongyu took out two scriptures from his sleeve pocket, handed them to Beiming Sanren and said: "I have the "Taishang Laojun Chang Speaks Qingjing Sutra" and "White Lotus Rebirth Purity Sutra", you can read it Look, it might be useful."

"Thank you." Beiming Sanren took it and turned it over, thanked him, and said: "If I am really taken away by the demon, I hope to die in your hands."

"Of course." Shen Zhongyu replied, "I will personally send you to reincarnation."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to reincarnate, and it may not be able to preserve the integrity of the true spirit." Beiming Sanren replied calmly, as if he didn't care about his tragic fate in the future.

"Do your best." Shen Zhongyu stood up and was about to leave.

Beiming Sanren looked at his leaving figure, and his almost irrepressible malice prompted him to impulsively say: "You are much weaker, you almost want to tell me that you don't want me to die." There was undisguised mockery and malice in his words , as if it were the words of a heavenly demon.

Shen Zhongyu looked at Beiming Sanren, faced with such ridicule, just shook his head with a wry smile, and said: "Old god stick, old friend, I really hope that you can survive the catastrophe."

"I will." He sneered and said sharply: "Any softie like you can do it, so can I!"

"Okay." Shen Zhongyu also said with sarcasm, "I'll wait for you to re-enter Huashen, and fight me to see who is the softie!"

When going out, Shen Zhongyu found that Qi Hanshui had also come out, turned around and saw that the quiet room had been completely sealed, sighed, and said to Qi Hanshui: "Pay attention, if you find a riot of demonic energy, please tell me."

"Yes, Master." Qi Hanshui said: "Master Uncle, will he be okay?"

Shen Zhongyu turned to look at Qi Hanshui, saw the worry and anxiety in his eyes, and said, "You are worried because of yourself."

"I……"

"It's time for you to be haunted by demons, and it's normal to be worried." Shen Zhongyu said, "But what are you afraid of? Bewitched? I can already take in a demon cub now. You won't die. I won't let you die." You're going to die." "Master." Hearing this, Qi Hanshui heaved a sigh of relief as if he was very tired, and said, "I'm not afraid of death." "Huh?" Shen Zhongyu looked at him suspiciously, looking at him uneasy Hearing this, Qi Hanshui almost knelt on the ground, and quickly replied honestly: "Master killing. My inner demon has always been this." After speaking, he It was as if a cold sweat broke out from his body, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Shen Zhongyu picked him up and said, "In this case, don't run away anymore, face it well. Come here, and I will personally watch you retreat." Qi Hanshui's inner demon is actually himself, Shen Zhongyu thought for a while, but felt that It's not surprising that Qi Hanshui has always been wise and safe, and his fear of himself is even more deep-rooted. He thought about it, and the way he turned Qi Hanshui into a demon cultivator back then was not too cruel, and it shouldn't scare him Be like this.

As for the other means of intimidating the Nine Nether Demon Sect, Shen Zhongyu naturally ignored it, and didn't care at all that his little disciple was so frightened several times that he could only hide in Bai Tangjun's cave and retch.

Now, his inner demon turned into the appearance of the ancestor of Jiuyou, Qi Hanshui was naturally frightened and restless day and night, and worried that such a rebellious idea would attract Shen Zhongyu's attention, and he would take him to educate him.

Qi Hanshui was carried back to Shen Zhongyu's bedroom in a miserable state, and Wu Wu, who was lying at the door of the quiet room as a prototype, saw this coming, and couldn't help but sneered: "You are too timid."

Shen Zhongyu rubbed Wuwu's head, said nothing, put Qi Hanshui on the ground, and said, "Okay. You can retreat in the side hall, and I will watch in the main hall."

"Yes." Hearing this, Qi Hanshui couldn't help shaking his calves again, turned around stiffly, and walked out quickly almost as if fleeing.

Shen Zhongyu frowned and looked at Qi Hanshui's fleeing figure, and thought to himself, the golden core monks who are haunted by demons are indeed very interesting.Beiming Sanren actually likes to tie himself up, Qi Hanshui almost looks like a rabbit.

At this time, Zhu Wu lowered his head and rubbed Shen Zhongyu's hand, and said, "Master, Haitang just sent some jade slips over here."

"Very good." Thinking that the secrets of the gods in the upper realm were about to unfold in front of her eyes, Shen Zhongyu couldn't help rubbing her hands excitedly, and said, "You work harder, go watch the city and preside over the magic circle. I'll take a look first All things in the upper world.”

"Here."

Shen Zhongyu watched Wu Wu run out, while he himself looked at the box of radiant jade slips on the desk, looking mysterious and alluring.

After Prince Hong felled Jianmu and committed suicide, the connection between God and man has ceased, and it has been tens of thousands of years.This is the first time in tens of thousands of years that a god-transforming power from the lower realm has come into contact with the upper realm.