Chapter 369

At this time, Zhang Heng's fingers groping for the edge of the wine lamp suddenly stopped. Then he suddenly looked at the young Shami in front of him and smiled: "it is worthy of the existence of the evil of witches and insects a hundred years ago."

"Your Gu master is still as insidious and cunning as ever. There is no need to use it!"

Hearing Zhang Heng's words, the young little monk's face, with a gentle and charming smile, converged in an instant. In his eyes, two daosen cold eyes looked at Zhang Heng's eyes, but in the end, he didn't say a word.

Then he saw that Zhang Heng opposite him suddenly continued to smile faintly, suddenly stretched out his right hand, picked up the wine in his hand, and then said, "since you want me to drink this glass of wine, I'll drink it."

Immediately, Zhang Heng sure enough put the wine lamp to his mouth, and then looked up. Suddenly, in full view of the public, he had completely swallowed a glass of wine into his stomach.

Then he chucked the wine stains on the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and threw the white jade lamp in his hand on the sapphire table.

Then he seemed to have a hard mouth on his face, raised his head and shouted "good wine!" then he stood up, tilted his head and looked down at the Shami Gu master sitting opposite him, and said, "are you satisfied now?"

The little monk Gu looked at Zhang Heng without saying a word. He looked on coldly. His eyes did not look angry or afraid, but with a touch of pity, just like looking at a dying prisoner.

In his eyes, Zhang Heng had already been sentenced to death by him. Now, he just sat here quietly waiting for Zhang Heng's life to finish and finally died in front of him.

He's just watching a man, the last dying struggle of a young genius!

The little monk has always been very tolerant of the rudeness of a dying person.

Infinite tolerance for dying people is one of his few virtues.

At this time, the little Shami Gu master saw that Zhang Heng opposite him continued his last madness. Zhang Heng took the wine pot on the table directly and poured himself a glass of wine again. Then he shook his body and raised the glass, drank it up in one gulp and burped.

Looking at Zhang Heng's vibrant and lively appearance, he is not like a dying man at all, but like a teenager with excess energy.

The little monk looked at Zhang Heng's ruddy face. Although his behavior was a little out of line, his eyes were still clear and deep, like those of a deep pool.

A strange look gradually appeared on the little monk's face.

When the little monk looked at Zhang Heng strangely, Zhang Heng kept moving on his hand, directly gave himself a glass of wine and drank it up.

When he drank another glass of wine mixed with witches and insects, his face was still ruddy and his body was full of vitality, which everyone could feel.

Obviously, the witches and insects in the wine have not had the slightest impact on Zhang Heng so far.

When the little monk saw this, his face was not only surprised, but gradually showed a look of uneasiness.

Because according to his expectation, Zhang Heng should not drink here now, but should have fallen to the ground in a short time after drinking the first glass of wine. Because of the destruction of his body by witches and insects, he couldn't help twisting and struggling and wailing.

However, in reality, Zhang Heng did not do so.

Why?

The little monk was puzzled.

He can only quietly look at Zhang Heng in front of him and continue to mix. If nothing happens, he drinks a glass of wine again.

Later, it seemed that a cup of drinking was not enough fun. Zhang Heng threw the wine lamp directly, took the wine pot in his hand, opened the wine cover, and drank directly at the mouth of the wine pot.

A moment later, a pot of wine had been completely drunk by Zhang Heng. With a tinkle, Zhang Heng put the pot on the jade table in front of him, squinted at the little monk in front of him, smiled and joked, "that's good. Is there anything else? I want to have another pot!"

Hearing Zhang Heng's face, the little monk finally changed his face. His face suddenly changed from pity, surprise and uneasiness to shock and fear. He looked at Zhang Heng in front of him in horror and said, "impossible! Impossible!"

"You should have died! You should have died! Why are you still alive and why are you still standing here safe?"

"You... Don't you... It's impossible!"

"The loneliness I give you is clear that even the brave in God's hiding place can only bow down and be controlled, but there is only one consequence that I don't want to control, that is death!"

"Why aren't you dead? Why don't you die?"

The more the little monk said, the more excited he was. The more he said, the more distorted his face and danced. In the end, he was no longer outstanding in the dust!

In the eyes of the public, the little monk has now become a clown with open teeth and claws.

Zhang Heng looked on coldly. The clown in front of him shouted and scolded in front of him. He just blinked with a mocking smile on the corners of his mouth, and then opened his mouth to respond: "you're right."

"If I were someone else, you would have killed me."

"I say you are mean, you are really mean."

"If you want me to drink the wine in your cup, as long as I don't die, I will win."

"But you have planted witches on the jade table and the jade stool we sit on long before you put them into the cup."

"As long as I touch any of them, even if I don't drink the wine in your cup, I will still be controlled by your witches, right?"

"At that time, if I don't obey your orders and let you manipulate me, I will only have a dead end, right?"

The little monk looked at Zhang Heng opposite in surprise, opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word to refute.

Because he was frightened to find that the young man in front of him seemed to be able to see the witches and insects that had come and gone without a trace and could sneak into the human body silently.

The most powerful thing about witches and insects is that they are nowhere to be seen, which is more difficult to be ignored than their absolute poison.

When the target perceives that there is something wrong with his body, the target has been controlled by the witches. He can only choose one between becoming a string puppet that the witches obey, or trying his best to resist the witches' control, resulting in the collapse, decay and tragic death of his body.

But now, it seems that there is a strange species, which can detect the existence of witches and insects around him in advance.

And Zhang Heng finally succeeded in resisting the invasion of witches and insects on his body.

Yes, Zhang Heng escaped!

If only aware, but there is no way to deal with it, the final result of Zhang Heng will not be much better.

Even if he wants to escape to the ends of the earth, he can't escape the tracking of witches and insects.

No matter how powerful people are, they still need to rest in the end. However, witches and insects don't need it. They can be attached to various living species, such as humans, deer and horned horses, eagles in the sky, and even hide in the clouds, move with the wind and fly for thousands of miles. Zhang Heng can't escape at all.

Now that Zhang Heng is safe and sound, facts have proved that he does have a way to destroy witches and insects.

As little Shami said before, witchcraft is his biggest card. He knows nothing about everything else.

Now, the biggest card of the little Shami is obvious. It has lost its effect on Zhang Heng. How can he not be frightened!?

Seeing Zhang henghun standing where he was and blinking and smiling at him, the little monk was like seeing a vicious ghost. He couldn't help but utter a meaningless scream of fear in his mouth, hurriedly backed back, knocked the stone bench directly to the ground, then pushed a distance of ten feet, stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Heng opposite. He opened his mouth to say something, but didn't know what to say?

All the fear and surprise in his mouth gathered into one sentence and blurted out: "you, how do you dissolve my witches?"

Hearing the other party's inquiry, everyone's eyes were surprised and focused on Zhang Heng, waiting for him to answer this question.

Who knows, Zhang Heng opened his mouth, smiled, wiped his nose, blinked his eyes, and then said, "as a Buddhist disciple, haven't you heard a word called 'Buddha says, you can't say'?"

The crowd was stunned and then relieved.

Yes, even if people can crack witches, it is also their own secret, which may be related to their cultivation and other core privacy.

Why should I tell you such a thing?

Although Zhang Heng didn't say it clearly, he was also very happy: "if I didn't understand the true meaning of potential, I'm afraid I couldn't detect the existence of almost imperceptible witches and insects through the five senses of potential blessing. When the little Shami took out a table and chair with witches and insects, I noticed it at the first time."

"If I didn't take a rest, the fire dragon Xuangong, the lower level forging skill of the Xuanwu Taoist school, and the fire dragon vitality with the fiery characteristics of the fire dragon was born with the cultivation of the Xuangong, I'm afraid I would have nothing to do even if I noticed that the witches and insects invaded the depths of my body."

"Because of the existence of 'potential' and 'fire dragon Xuangong', I can not only clearly explore which corner of my body each Witch and insect has hidden, but also use the fire dragon vitality to say quietly that all the witches and insects invading my body are hanged and destroyed!"

This is the fundamental reason why Zhang Heng can defeat the witches and insects invading his body.

On the other hand, Zhang Heng suddenly thought of another point.

That's why, in the era of prosperous dance, although Gu masters exist, they can't think of any big waves.

But when the brave invade the world, the previously unknown Gu master suddenly becomes brilliant and becomes an existence that can stir up trouble and stir up heaven and earth?

Finally, Zhang Heng came to the conclusion that "perhaps the martial arts forging method is born to restrain the magic of witches and insects."