Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 213 The Immortal Body
"Ziwei has an edict, and the demons are in charge. Shake the sky and the earth, shake the void. Marshal Qiongkui, the canopy of Tianwei. The mighty arrogance, the ancestor of all gods. The deputy commander of Ming Yuan, Tianyou Tianxiong. Self-named Heyi, Zhu Tianqi Gong. Yisheng Great God, Tianling Taichong. The inner taboo is ostentatious, and the evil is wiped out. The Zhenwu Great Sage, Tianwu Tiantong. The inner name is Xuanwu, and Yan takes Beifeng. The four sages of the North Pole, manifest the mighty spirit. Downstream in the world, ascend to the top Yulong. Sitting in the South Dou, standing in the Beidou. The iron wheel flies west, the train drives east. Drives away the thunder and captures the electricity, rushes to the clouds and winds. Gu Dongdong. Dare to have Zhongchi, I have Xuan Cong. Taishang Laojun, hurry like a law, take..."

A blue light rose up, borrowing the brilliance of all things.

In the darkness, countless brilliance condensed in mid-air.

The majestic power instantly turned into a big golden handprint.

The light shines on the yellow sand, the sky and the earth are dark, and the dust and stars are fighting ghosts and gods.

The bloody head wanted to leave, but as soon as he left the house, before he was swept away by the black air, the power of the "Tianshi Maha Handprint" had already surged.

The loud bang of "rumbling" resounded through the world and disturbed the night.

The "Great Master's Handprint of Heavenly Master" swept away, stirring up countless dust, and the faint golden light, like the fragrance sprinkled from the sky, completely sealed the bloody head.

"Dead Taoist... I will never die with you..."

A hoarse and sharp voice sounded, in the silent darkness, it seemed extremely shrill.

However, before he finished speaking, the "Tianshi's Great Handprint" covered it, and at this moment, the bloody head was completely turned into a puddle of blood.

Xiaojia was dumbfounded, and with a "wow", she shouted: "Mr. Li...you...you...you are so amazing..."

Outside the house, the cold wind seemed to disappear suddenly.

But the ground outside was in chaos.

Li Changsheng took back the silver-white dagger, took a deep breath, turned around, and said to Xiao Jia, "Go to Director Lin's room and see how Director Lin is doing?"

"Okay, okay...go right away." Xiaojia shuddered, and hurriedly ran towards Director Lin's room.

Li Changsheng was worried. After all, this head-down master was full of tricks. If Xiaojia hadn't reacted quickly just now, he might have lost his life in vain now.

Although I am not afraid of this head-down master, I can't calculate so many emergencies in advance.

Xiao Jia came to Director Lin's room and opened the door, only to hear the sound of Director Lin snoring from inside.

Xiao Jia took a closer look and was sure that Director Lin was still soundly asleep. She couldn't help scratching her head and said to herself, "There's been such a big commotion outside, and Director Lin... sleeps soundly."

While speaking, he was still a little worried, so he hurried into the room, approached Director Lin, and made sure.

There is really no problem. Fortunately, Director Lin is already old, and the quality of sleep is quite good.

Xiao Jia smiled and hurried out of the room.

……

In the dark and damp room, the dim light flickered on and off.

The head descendant's body shook for a while, but suddenly he stood up.

His head had been destroyed by Li Changsheng, so he couldn't fly back, but he never thought that his body was still alive.

I saw the body of the lowering master slowly coming from under the altar, took out a huge axe, held it in his hand, turned and walked out of the house.

Outside, the cold wind blows again.

In the dark night, it was hazy, and there was no one on the street.

It's three or four o'clock at night, how can there be people on the street?
Li Changsheng killed all the little ghosts he had worked so hard to raise, and Li Changsheng also killed the qi descending ghost. Now even his head was beaten into a puddle of blood by Li Changsheng.

Even though he is good at lowering his head, he is a mortal body after all. How can a headless person survive?

The current him is also relying on his anger and using the head-down technique that he has practiced all his life to forcefully confine his soul in this body, so that he can make the body move.

Knowing that his fate is not long, before he died, he wanted to do a desperate fight with Li Changsheng in this flesh and blood.

I saw his body, walking faster and faster, and finally, like a ghostly shadow, disappeared into the night at the end of the street.

……

On this side, Xiao Jia came out of Director Lin's room, grinned, and said to Li Changsheng: "Mr. Li... Director Lin's sleep is really good... I just went in, and he was still snoring!"

Li Changsheng smiled slightly and said: "Of course it's good. When I was treating him, I expected that there would be a fierce battle tonight, so I prescribed some medicine to make him sleep more deeply."

"Oh... so it's you..." Xiao Jia suddenly realized, pointing at Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng patted Xiaojia's hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense, pack up quickly before dawn, so that Director Lin won't be surprised when he wakes up and walks out the door the next morning."

After listening, Xiao Jia nodded.

That's right, there was a lot of trouble tonight, but Director Lin didn't know it at all. He opened the door and walked out tomorrow morning. If he saw blood and broken glass all over the floor in the living room, don't be shocked?
Elderly people don't know if they have heart problems, so it's not good to be frightened.

Thinking of this, Xiaojia hurriedly helped Li Changsheng clean up together.

While the two were cleaning up, Xiao Jia couldn't help being curious, and said, "Mr. Li...the Haijian Group has hired so many mages, but in my opinion...you are the only one who is really capable."

Li Changsheng didn't take it seriously, and said lightly: "The head lowering technique is a Nanyang technique. It is not common in the Central Plains, and there are not many countermeasures known. It is expected that those mages can't deal with it.... "

Xiaojia suddenly thought of the ferocious head of the head drop master just now, and couldn't help shivering, and said, "Mr. Li... that just now... is the 'flying head drop' you mentioned?"

Li Changsheng nodded, and said: "You have seen it with your own eyes... Although this is a secret technique in the head drop technique, it is not an invincible technique. It's just that the head is removed from the body, which makes people frightened. , if we had prepared early and set up a net, and when the head came flying, we would cover it with fishing nets and deal with it with knives and guns, it would not be impossible to break it..."

"Oh..." Xiaojia nodded with a vague understanding, grinned, and said, "Mr. Li...follow you...gain experience..."

"Clean it up...don't talk nonsense..."

The two of them cleaned up for about a quarter of an hour, but Xiao Jia suddenly felt a chill, and couldn't help trembling, trembling all over, glanced at Li Changsheng, and said, "It's strange... why is the wind so good? , blowing up again?"

Li Changsheng also stopped suddenly, put down the broom in his hand, as if sensing something, he straightened up and looked outside the house.

Xiao Jia frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Changsheng didn't speak, but looked outside with a serious expression.

Xiao Jia didn't ask any more, because he soon knew what happened.

There was only a loud "bang", which was like thunder in the quiet darkness.

The whole house seemed to vibrate and shake.

In the hazy night outside the house, a figure appeared.

From a distance, it looks like a demon is coming, menacing.

In the darkness, that figure, with a body but no head, was holding a huge axe. Every step he took seemed to be very heavy. It fell on the ground and trembled.

Li Changsheng narrowed his brows and eyes slightly, seemed a little surprised, and said in a low voice: "It's not dead yet..."

(End of this chapter)