I Pushed the Weird World Horizontally

　　 In Wuding City, an old meditator suddenly opened his eyes.

Do not know why.

　　 He suddenly felt terrified, as if a catastrophe was imminent.

　　 "Strange, there is no expert in Wuding City who dares to provoke me to the Taoist Temple of Peace, why do I feel so emotional?"

　　 Wuding City has a low population, a long red tide, and insufficient resources. It belongs to the kind of big power that looks down on it, and the small power can't make it through the waves.

　　Only Taiping Taoist temple, practice needs to collect incense, so there are innate masters stationed here.

　　 Logically, I shouldn't have a sense of crisis.

　　 is the Taiping Taoist technique, the most important blessing and misfortune.

　　 Although the old Dao was puzzled in his heart, he still took out a talisman and prepared to contact his master.

Sudden.

　　 The outside sky flashed with a blank light, illuminating this ordinary Taoist temple.

　　 boom~

　　 Thunder exploded and came one after another.

　　 Old Dao looked towards the courtyard, his pupils shrinking.

　　 It seems, there is someone standing there?

"Who?"

　　 The old Taoist hand stretched out, and more than a dozen clay figurines immediately appeared in front of him.

"I?"

　　 An icy voice came from outside.

　　 "Who am I, depends on your answer."

　　 "Satisfied, I am chance. Dissatisfied, I am the mourner who sent you out of this world!"

　　 patter~

　　 The sound of footsteps came from outside to the box.

　　Partner, want to come in!

　　Combined with my feelings just now, the other party may be unkind.

　　The old way no longer hesitates, the power of the soul is inspired: "The wild sky is above, disciple Xu Song, ask the guardian **** to go down!"

　　 hum~

　　 A ray of brilliance descended from the void onto more than a dozen clay sculptures in front of the old Tao.

next moment.

　　 More than a dozen golden and colorful armored generals appeared in the yard out of thin air.

　　 "Four top four, two goalkeeper, give it to me!"

　　 "Earth evil, Tiangang, protect!"

　　 seems to be slow, but it is instantaneous.

　　 Twelve glorious glazed houses, wrapped the old way.

　　 Click.

　　 The sound of footsteps stopped at the door.

　　 "Eh~"

　　 With a long sigh, a strange crying sound appeared in the room.

　　 The old man's body trembled and his hairs stood up.

　　 He looked behind him with a stiff neck.

　　 I saw the altar at the back of his back. I don't know when three thin, red cheeks and stiff expressions appeared!

　　 Three paper men, the golden boy and the jade girl, followed a female paper man, crying.

　　 Listening to the cry, Lao Dao only feels upset, it seems that if he continues to let them cry, terror will fall on him.

　　 "Kill them!"

　　He pointed to the three paper men, ready to start first!

　　 But behind... but there was no movement at all.

　　 The old Dao had a bad heart. Facing the tribute, he squeezed the seal of the common people's peace: "The deserted sky is above, the disciple Xu Song..."

　　 "Hee hee~"

　　 Gloomy laughter sounded above his head.

　　 He raised his head subconsciously, and suddenly noticed something was wrong with the statue of the ancestor in the wild on the table.

　　 Why is the ancestor so white, so gloomy, so like a paper man...

　　 A fear of the unknown appeared in the heart of this innate master.

"run!"

　　 The old Dao's heart is ruthless, and he must urge life-saving means.

　　 "Hee hee~"

　　 The gloomy laughter sounded again, shocking in his heart.

　　 This time.

　　Bang~

　　 The ground is muffled.

　　 The consciousness in the eyes of the old Dao slowly collapsed, his hands were too flat and unable to loosen his body, and his body hit the ground heavily.

　　 The last moment of losing consciousness.

　　 He vaguely saw that behind him, twelve paper men were staring straight at him!

　　 But, are they not their own guardians...

　　 fell into silence with the old-fashioned consciousness.

　　 The flashing light in the house slowly dimmed. The twelve mighty gods lost their soul power support, and they also turned into clay sculptures again, scattered on the ground alone.

　　 Is everything just now an illusion of the old way?

　　 crunch~

　　 The door of the house was pushed open.

　　 "Paper humanity is really weird."

　　 Gu Yan looked at the faint aura on the ground and the old and dead soul, with emotion in his mouth.

　　 The moment he saw him, the innate old Taoism of Taiping Taoism was contaminated by him.

　　 Although he can blow the Zuo Dao innate with one punch, or control the opponent instantly with a blood moon, he can't do it with the weird memetic methods like Paper Human Dao.

　　 Gu Yan pointed his finger at the old Taoist body, and vomited lightly in his mouth.

　　 "Sacrifice!"

　　 An invisible force descended from Gu Yan's mouth to the body of the old man.

next moment.

　　 The old way, who was originally chubby, actually shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　 His saggy skin began to turn pale, his expression on his face outlined with a weird smile, two blushes, and his shriveled cheeks appeared out of thin air...like a paper man.

　　The thin paper man with human skin climbed up from the ground, like a servant, kneeling in front of Gu Yan: "Hehe~ Xu Song has seen the master, thank you for the new life."

　　 in a flash.

　　 Gu Yan has a new sky paper man in his hand!

　　 "Unfortunately, this way, I can't get the source power and special material."

　　 Gu Yan glanced at the panel disappointedly, walked to the side chair and sat down: "Taipingguan's soul in Wuding City is attracted, but you are responsible?"

　　 The old paper man nodded respectfully: "Hehe~ Master, it's all me."

　　 This hee hee, it sounds gloomy.

　　 But this seems to be a certain rule, even the Gu Yan who created it can't order the other party to restrain himself from making such a weird smile.

　　 Gu Yan frowned slightly and showed it the projections of Li Wei and Li Xiaoli.

　　 "Li Wei, Li Yun, were led by your Taiping Taoist temple in the winter of 138th year of the Great Wei Li, now, tell me the whereabouts of these two souls!"

　　 The old way is turned into a paper man, and he can still use the methods of his life!

　　 As soon as its dry palm stretched out, a stone flew out of its waist bag, turning into a line of writing in the void.

　　 "Hee hee~ Master, this is their current record."

　　 Gu Yan looked at the words.

　　 Li Wei: He was a military attache, with blood and blood, and a fierce heart. However, he has dull aptitude, but he can be a guardian of the law (allocated to his disciple Wu Sisheng.)

　　 Li Yun: A small mortal official in his lifetime, no cultivation, no characteristics, can be a servant of the Taoist temple (the Yunze Mansion has been assigned to the servant of the temple.)

　　 The text part is the approval.

Behind 　　, it is distribution.

　　 "It's late after all!"

　　 Seeing the twelve clay sculptures under the old paper man, Gu Yan shook his right hand in anger.

　　Bang~

　　 The air exploded.

　　 Gu Yan's eyes were cold.

　　 Why was he so angry after he learned that Uncle Li Wei was led away by the Taoist temple?

　　 is because the so-called guardian gods and servants in these Taoist temples are actually puppets.

　　 Soul is the material.

In this situation.

　　 Even if I rescued them, they would only get two tools with no wit, not the wise nephew Li Wei!

　　Hu~

　　 Scorching breath, spit out from Gu Yan's mouth.

　　 If it is led by a god, or sent to the netherworld, the soul of Uncle Li Wei's nephew needs to be transformed first.

　　 This time difference, I have a chance to rescue them.

　　 But now...

　　 The most painful thing in the world is not to ask for nothing, but to get hope, but finally the hope is shattered!

　　 Gu Yan is very angry now!

　　 "Since you use the souls of sentient beings as resources and sacrifice and refine them into tools, then I will turn all of you into paper people."

　　 The cold whisper, echoing in the room.

　　 These Taoist temples are limited by resources, and the number of disciples is often limited, and they are completely two types of Taoist temples from Gu Yan's previous life, namely Zuo Taoist monks with the same name.

　　 And, even if they are included in Gu Yan’s previous novels, they can only be regarded as evil cultivators!

　　Pill alchemy with human flesh and blood.

　　 Refining human souls as guardians of the law, handyman slaves.

　　 Practicing secret methods with human negative emotions.

　　Unique practice exercises.

　　 determines that human beings are materials to them.

In the Taiping Taoist Temple, from top to bottom, no one is innocent!

　　 Killing intent boiled in Gu Yan's eyes.

　　 Along with the old paper man, unreservedly report the power distribution of Taiping Taoism

　　 Great Wei everywhere.

　　 The seeds hidden in the soil and animal flesh and blood take root and sprout at a terrifying speed, turning into various flesh and blood creatures, and flying to various places in Taiping Taoist Temple.

　　 It’s just that compared to before, these flesh and blood creatures, except for the escaping chaotic aura, now have a little bit of coldness, just like flesh and blood paper people...

　　 almost at the same time.

　　Taiping Taoist Temple Headquarters, in the main hall, there is a statue of the **** of the desolate Daojun that has been worshipped for hundreds of years, leaving blood and tears out of thin air.

next moment.

In 　　 Taiping Taoist Temple, all the innate monks felt in their hearts, it seemed that disaster was about to come!

　　 A group of figures appeared in the main hall of Taoist temple.

　　 They saw the blood and tears left by the statue of Daojun God, and they were frightened and terrified one by one.

　　 "The **** weeping blood, the disaster of annihilation!"

　　 But no matter how they panic, they can't think of the imminent calamity just because of two soul materials that are too small to be small.

　　 As time passed, their fears and palpitations grew stronger.

　　 Finally, a gray-haired old man could not bear it.

　　 His round face was full of fear, and his voice trembled: "In this case, please ancestors!"

　　Taiping Taoist Temple, there are also masters of supernatural power.

　　 just because of the method of practice.

　　The ancestors usually foster the soul in the ancestral hall to enjoy the bliss, avoiding the pollution that pervades the void to contaminate the soul.

　　 This tricky method saves a lot of treasures that cherish the clean soul, but it also has sequelae.

　　 Once the soul returns, the price is very high!

　　 It's just that there is going to be a disaster at this time, these innate masters, how dare to care about these.

　　 Someone takes the lead.

　　 The originally noisy main hall suddenly quieted down.

　　 Everyone glanced at each other~www.readwn.com~ and nodded at the same time.

　　 "Please ancestors!"

　　 Innate masters one by one, stand in position, and mutter some words.

　　The chaotic spirit power shook the void.

　　 An illusory mountain appeared above the Taoist temple.

　　 Green mountains and green waters, flying cranes around.

At the top of the mountain peak is a huge courtyard.

　　Vaguely, a lot of women laughed from the courtyard...

　　 When the picture wants to continue forward.

　　 boom~

　　 The sky above Taiping Taoist Temple was shocked.

　　 An old man appeared above these innate heads out of thin air.

　　 With a solemn expression, he looked at the disciples and grandchildren below: "Why suddenly call me out of the ancestral hall!"

　　 Everyone just wanted to return the vision.

　　 "Hee hee~"

　　 Chilling laughter suddenly flooded into their perceptions from all directions.

　　 The fear accumulated in the hearts of these innate masters has reached its limit at this moment!

coming!

　　The pre-warning disaster has come!

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