Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 337 Last Breath
Yu Lei's performance had an effect.

It's a bit difficult to take away the gods, but it's quite simple to destroy the gods.

Rumor has it, Yu Lei invites down a thunderbolt.

"boom!"

Lin Feng felt like a bug. On the day of "Awakening of Insects", he heard the first thunder of spring, which shattered the whole world!
It was as if the third "fire" added to him, three flames, burned out his "golden core"!
His "Golden Elixir" "comes out of the body".

The sky in Jinjia Town is bright!

Xiao Daotong fell to the ground, he covered his ears, and vomited "Wah-wah-wah", the thunder exploded beside him, he felt that his soul was broken, even a "human being like him" ", the important thing is that "human being" is not a femininity, and that's the case, let alone other things?

The other weirdos who didn't escape far enough were easily shattered and turned into fly ash.

Under this thunder, most of the weirdness is really just bugs.

The difference between big and small.

Someone is chasing them.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Yes, tell a story, how can you not tell a story?"

Now this state.

"A shelter from disaster."

His golden elixir is not the same as that of Taoist priests. Many of them have high truths, but they are no better than Lin Feng, and not all of them can refine golden elixirs if they are true. The methods of cultivation in the world are very different.

He hid in the clouds.

Who would imagine himself to be the sun!

In the past, these buildings could not protect their owners, and now they naturally cannot.

The last mercy.

"I'm hopeless. I have pity on these dolls of my Jin family. Can you save these dolls from the Jin family?"

Later, we made the decision and invited many "friends" to go all the way, and found that there was nothing in these tombs.

Several people laughed and joked, leaving here, Lin Feng waved his hands, as if he was really the owner of this place, and watched them leave.

This kid has such a strong desire to survive. No matter what the circumstances, such a person can get slightly better than others.

popularity.

Before he died without a cause, he was exposed to some projects. I don't know what they are, but I found out some of his attempts. You see, these are some of his attempts.

"Click"!
The person who fell on the beam inside was beaten into two halves, and Wei Wei, who was lingering here, was beaten to death. There were still a few fresh corpses on the ground, which seemed to be the Tu Fuzi who died here.

But these buildings are not enough.

Lin Feng imagined that he was a sun, and he dried, roasted, crushed, crushed, and absorbed all the things he had just contained in the melting pot of the sun.

Between using a bronze bell to wake him up and whipping him to ashes, Lin Feng chose the latter.

They can hardly be called human beings.

"Ah, what are you talking about, it's dark?"

Speaking of this, Lin Feng suddenly paused. He looked at the people around him who couldn't help himself, clapped his hands and said, "Hey, hey, the story is about to end, it's getting dark, aren't you hungry? Don't you want to eat?"

He can mobilize the "clues" of the door god, if so, after he invites Lei, he disappears.

He is not Lin Feng, he is imitating Lin Feng.

"Hey, this is Hanzhong, and this is not Sichuan. Where did the national treasure panda come from?"

"Whose house are you?"

But this man has no brains.

The clever Headless Taoist turned and left.

Lin Feng took a look and made a stroke.

Some left a human skin. "

He was already thin in popularity, but now it is even thinner. If you keep the truth, what truth should you keep?

"Yeah, there must be something involved.

I have no ability to change these, I just saved some dolls, can you save these dolls?

Even "Bird"'s bald head can find out something, not to mention Liu Bingzhong, "Bird" is quite accomplished in divination and Yijing, but no matter how accomplished he is, he can't compare with Liu Bingzhong.

And there was a reason why he made the move.

It should be the information left by the Great White High Country. Although Meng Yuan broke the Great White High Country and burned a lot of materials, but not all of their materials disappeared. Someone intercepted some information.

A wind swept nine thousand miles, fell to the ground, and turned into a living person.

Miss Yuan saw this person, if she was Xiaodaotong, she would have recognized him, the clothes this person was wearing were exactly the same as Lin Feng.

Live, skinned!
Miss Yan's resentment was unprecedentedly strong, turning into a blood-colored rainbow, and she let out a mournful voice.

It seemed that he disliked the noise of this person, so the headless Taoist chose to crush the object with one foot, and then the bloody clothes fell on him, turning into a Taoist robe. The headless Taoist liked the resentful faces on it very much. These faces were not digested.

Lin Feng asked outside. He could tell that the houses here were dug out of the soil and rebuilt here. These buildings are very interesting, and some of them are ingenious. They cannot be made by skilled craftsmen. .

One of Lin Feng's hands turned into a bronze bell. He didn't shake the bronze bell, but responded softly.

There is no way to stop it.

The headless Taoist only thought she was noisy.

At this time, Lin Feng had already walked in here, his eyes between the eyebrows glanced, and then Lin Feng closed his eyes.

At least he's sweet.

Yu Lei is a jailer, but this time the matter is too important, Yu Lei took action himself.

Clearly organized.

A thunder fell, and everything was quiet.

"What project did you say he was involved in before he died without a disease?"

It was Weird who just died.

It was Liu Bingzhong again.

Farewell, that thing Chengtian, whether it is the Yellow River, the Yangtze River, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, it is not a good thing to hear their original voices.

He opened the door, waved his whip, and beat him.

Lin Feng refined himself.

After Lin Feng finished these, he sat down cross-legged.

The people inside are also a little gentle.

This time too.

"Are you talking about these buildings?

His understanding of the Book of Changes has been proved in Yuan Dadu.

However, some rain fell on him a little more.

But someone will always come up with some way, for example, the few people inside, but when the wind blows in, Lin Feng shakes his head.

He stretched out his hand and forcibly stripped her of the bloody garment, which was actually the skin of Miss Yu. His actions were tantamount to directly depriving Miss Yu of her skin.

Lin Feng had an indescribable feeling, and he wasn't surprised by it. For a legendary figure like Liu Bingzhong, he couldn't detect anything, and it was the wrong thing.

Qi pulse like flow.

At this time, dawn!
In the sky, two suns appeared, and one sun was the sun that should really appear here.

Some of the mausoleums built with huge sums of money were filled with soil, some with a branch, and some with nothing at all.

Lin Feng cupped his hands towards the surroundings, "The friendship was exhausted many years ago, everyone, let's go our own way."

Because what's wrong with this?

I also went to the doctor in a hurry, which made you laugh. "

Lin Feng still had things to do. On the ground, there were a large number of fragments of "Old Mother of Lishan". Lin Feng put them away, and there were some weird ones who were stunned on the ground and did not run away.

He knew those inside could hear him.

They are all old friends.

Standing outside the building without doors and windows, Lin Feng said.

Don't wake him up.

He was digesting what he had gained this time, although "Old Mother Lishan" looked like a younger brother, but it also depended on who he was with.

This time, his qi-watching eye was blessed by the third eye, and his 'mind' was transformed into a golden pill, which was compressed together with the spirit, energy and spirit.

The other sun is Lin Feng's "Golden Elixir".

Lin Feng set the place on fire, and even the people outside were killed by the weirdness. How could there be a living doll inside?
Remind him, did he kill all the dolls he wanted to protect?
Forget it, let him die so vaguely.

By the way, the "bird" was rescued.

He needs to tidy up.

The surrounding black shadows also cupped their hands and disappeared here, Lin Feng felt a little lost.

Lin Feng accepted all the orders.

Empty.

Miss Yan wanted to say something, but the headless Taoist's foot was firmly pressed into her mouth, making him unable to say anything.

[The Eye of Aura: A Glimpse of Horror]

It is 【Fengdu Mantra of Ghosts】

He became famous when he was young, and he had never "injured Zhongyong". He designed the "Nezha with Eight Arms" in Yuandadu, and also participated in many Fengshui bureaus.

Liu Bingzhong was not only liked by Kublai Khan, the ancestor of the Yuan Dynasty, but also some people were extremely friendly to him. From the manuscripts he left behind, we saw that he helped some "friends" build underground buildings along the Yellow River.

That's it.

So what was the last project he touched?
It can't be Chengtian Temple, right?

"Yes, they have nothing to do with this matter, can you save them? I know you are a capable person, I know they want to become immortals, and I know their becoming immortals is just a dream. I also know that they dug out rotten corpses from rotten stones, all rotten, rotten...

Lin Feng stood in the private house in the back mountain.

After all, with his practice, at 59 years old, he still has a lot to do.

Lin Feng suddenly realized that this place was built by Liu Bingzhong as a "shelter" and a "place to avoid disasters", no matter whether he was entrusted by others or built for himself.

A complete story should have the participation of "birds".

As for the doll he said.

When the old comrade looked up, he really realized that it was getting dark outside.

Lin Feng had no choice but to leave now. He tried his best to save a few people. One of his hands turned into a wheat seedling, and his whole body was hidden above the clouds.

He made a phone call to the outside, "Hey, hey, Brother Chen, where is the farm you found for me? What, my sister? You don't treat my buddy as a buddy anymore, buddy, I sincerely give you, and you give it to me. Dude is hypocritical, right?

Lin Feng ignored him.

Lin Feng forcibly contained the "intelligence" of Lord Taishan that escaped from the air into his body, and fell to the ground, gathering all the living people together.

"Using the graves of the dead as the houses of the living, isn't that a bad omen?"

Her head turned around, towards the water part of Zhuan Wangye Temple, turned, and was finally stopped by a foot.

After he finished speaking, he rubbed his face and said, "Okay, everyone, the Zunwangye Temple is about to close, everyone, go home quickly, the ecology here has improved a lot over the years, in case you meet someone on the way home National treasures, do you think you beat them, or do they eat you?"

game over.

He is a clever "weird". He has no head and does not need a head. Everyone who is hung on the "bones and trees" and punished is a guilty person.

Before he turned to leave, he suddenly felt a breath come out from behind and flow to him.

"Hey, it's true, you said that you, a little comrade, are really interesting to talk about, and your storytelling skills are good."

This is not a good thing.

These weirdnesses, in the underworld, no one can deal with them. There is a saying that "the whip is beyond reach", but if they appear in the underworld.

Only the strong dead air on the back mountain lingers for a long time.

Compared with the arctic canopy that dropped a thunder, he is indeed a younger brother, but compared to the others.

The tone was earnest to the extreme.

And those underworld weirdness.

Lin Fengfeng imagined himself to be the sun.

Not all of their family are fools, and there are also people who want to retreat bravely. Unfortunately, the family only needs one voice, and even if there are some smart people in it, they cannot disobey the order of the family.

Under his feet, there is no distinction between the darkness and the outside world, and those shadowy shadows also have faces.

It is to eliminate the false and preserve the true.

He became a humanoid "Golden Cudgel", with "36 Transformations" and "72 Transformations", which are transformations, not Tiangangdisha, a method that can both cultivate and avoid disasters.

Someone at the bottom said, Lin Feng glanced down, oh, it turned out to be Ji Xiaodaoren, a clever little ghost, he vomited for a while, saw the "person" in the cloud, and immediately got up.

He walked in lightly, following the rancid breath, and the people inside seemed to be able to see Lin Feng.

He silently watched Lin Feng walk in without stopping him.

The man said in an almost pleading tone.

"Pfft!"

Ideas and ingenuity are indispensable.

The people inside are still alive.

Either nothing happens, or something big happens.

But it seems that there is not necessarily no one inside, it may be that the people inside have been taken away.

They were also influenced by the Jin family and became neither human nor ghost.

A crybaby has milk to drink.

His sudden interruption made those who were still listening to the story extremely uncomfortable.

Blame girl, she is still far away from here, but under a thunderstorm, she turned into several copies.

You can complete the "Northwest Call of Souls" this time.

It's over.

Just "Infernal Affairs" is an extremely terrifying method.

It doesn't matter what their surname is, it doesn't matter whether they can live or not, it depends on their good fortune, can you save them? "

No matter what, he must save the two as much as possible before anchoring this period of history.

So precise, about the timing!

These buildings are Liu Bingzhong's masterpiece.

The attitude is very sincere.

The problem is, Lin Feng feels that there is something wrong with going there.

He still has things to do, try his best to save people, and after collecting all the remaining souls, Lin Feng landed behind Jinjia Town Mountain, where there are still some last things to do.

The part of his head is empty, and the aura on his body is evil and cold. Just now, there was a thunderstorm, and he hid in the Huangliang Realm. Now that the thunder disappeared, he appeared again.

He was all looking for a "place of sanctuary".

There will never be a situation where you will be blind at a glance.

The Jin family is somewhat advanced.

dying!

Lin Feng heard the name of Liu Bingzhong again. After all, Liu Bingzhong is a legend. When he was there, the master of the bodhisattva he met, Basiba, the master of Meng Yuan, was at the same age as Liu Bingzhong. Liu Bingzhong became famous when he was young. , astronomy, geography, divination, and the Book of Changes can be called "more wisdom than monsters".

The person inside spoke quickly, sounding helpless.

"Praise the prince."

"No dolls."

Obviously she has no brains, but Miss Yan can still feel that the headless Taoist's eyes are on her clothes.

At this point, he disappeared in Jinjia Town.

Writing, being an official, keeping in good health, and composing poems.

Besides, even someone like Liu Bingzhong is not considered a success.

The old comrades boasted and spoke earnestly.

Don't care if it's a whim or not, brother, or I'm going to fight with you, if you don't attack me, I'm going to attack you. "

The darkness under Lin Feng's feet spread again, swallowing the entire Zhuanwangye Temple.

He has completed "removing the false and preserving the true" in the game.

But he was outside the game, and it was just the beginning.

(End of this chapter)