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

   Chapter 100 Welcome guests with tea, please enter the urn

  【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 person

   When mentioning this item, Zhang Ming felt a lot of emotion.

   This is the thing that Li Xiaoyao and Saint Aunt resurrected Lin Yueru in the world of fairy swords. There are a total of 36 puppet bugs, which are placed in the five internal organs, six organs, seven orifices, eight meridians, nine wheels and sea of ​​consciousness.

  Unfortunately, the good times did not last long.

  Li Xiaoyao lost Zhao Linger.

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

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

   It can be said that his wife and children 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 and compelled him to stand up slowly.

   "Not good! Be careful, Taoist priest!"

   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 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.

  Limo pushed open the door and left. Under Zhang Ming's control, he came to Miss Yuheng's flower room, skillfully tapped two short and one long passwords, and only entered when he heard a response 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!"

  LiMo said with a blank face, "I and the envoy are at the side gate of Chunxiang Garden, waiting for you to come."

   This change of hands pushes things out.

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

   said, he stunned Tang Yuanyuan who was excited.

   "Return to the envoy, we are here!"

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

   "Hmph, the envoy spoiled my interest. Xueling, I can't make you feel comfortable!"

   Yuheng tidyed up his clothes and walked out.

  …

   Late at night, Yijianmen.

   "Poof—"

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

   "Master, you are injured!"

   Wu Ming supported him in shock.

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

  Sun Buer insisted and said, "That Hui Lun... is indeed the most outstanding disciple of Xiaohanshan Temple for thousands of years, and 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 the life-shaping 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 and said: "It shouldn't be, and it's not the enemy of life and death, unless they want to rebel..."

   There was a sudden movement outside the window.

   Master and apprentice looked at each other, right?

  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 Taoist robe and a high bun. It turned out to be the Taoist priest of Qinghui.

   "Hoo, 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."

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

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

   He squeezed open the medicine bottle, only to feel the fragrant 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 newly appointed Supreme Elder more and more.

   Zhang Ming nodded and looked outside the courtyard.

   Wu Ming saw that he seemed to be really waiting for something, so he couldn't help saying curiously: "Elder, I'll pour you a cup of tea."

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

  Sun Fuer took the medicine pill, and he felt warm all over his body, 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 the early years were also removed.

  In an instant, the momentum of 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 Shaping Realm!"

  Sun Fuji 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 a magic medicine!"

  Sun Buer was excited, the elder Taishang actually gave him such an important medicinal pill.

   "Sun Buer of Yijianmen kowtows to the elder Taishang!"

   He immediately got down on one knee solemnly, and said word by word, quite like going through fire and water.

   This is his allegiance from the heart!

   But Zhang Ming doesn't seem to realize how precious this pill is.

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

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

   "Wait for the wind..."

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

   "Hehe, 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 mid-air, and one by one fell into the courtyard.

   They covered their faces and looked at Sun Buer.

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

  Sun Buer also immediately recognized the origin of the other party, and said with a heavy face: "Elder Qinghui, 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?"

  Why is the other party here? Could it be that he already knew about his and others' plans and set up an ambush in advance?

   Also, there are twenty people on his side, why did he count sixteen people? Could it be…

   Before he could understand, he saw the handsome Taoist priest across from him lightly pat the bowl on the table.

   "Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum!"

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

   (end of this chapter)