Chapter 202

Left tree heart hit a cold war, even busy way: "deserve, deserve, just I'm afraid don't deserve Luan sister." What he really worried about was that if he refused again, he might not be able to walk out of the pub alive. In the eyes of friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, he saw the murderous spirit.

Feng Yimo takes out the stone and decorates the tavern as an auditorium. Some of the taverns let the waiter buy a dress. Although it's snowy, it also makes the tavern lively. Many onlookers follow suit, but no one dares to make trouble. It's a joke. Here is a friar in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty. Who dares to make trouble?

After paying homage to heaven and earth, Feng Yimo sat upright and acted as the elder of Zuo Shuxin. A couple were sent into the bridal chamber and decorated with lanterns. Many people sent gifts. The banquet opened more than ten tables, but it was also very lively.

However, Zuo Shuxin was crying all the time. Before entering the bridal chamber, Feng Yimo secretly gave him a piece of paper. In return, Zuo Shuxin also gave him a piece of paper. The two passed each other.

The happiest is bu Luan's grandfather. He is smiling all the time. After drinking more than ten jars of wine, he keeps on drawing the wind and ink. After one cup after another, he says a lot of thanks.

Feng Yimo smiles until all the guests leave, but he doesn't go back to the inn directly. Instead, he leaves the city overnight and goes straight to Jue Hun Valley in the north.

He galloped all the way for more than a thousand miles. When it was light, he saw a tall figure blocking the way. He sighed: "you finally caught up."

The man suddenly looked back, not a friar named Yuanying or who.

"Boy, how did you find out?" Friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, asked coldly.

"From the beginning." The breeze Yi Mo light reply way.

"Oh, don't you run away when you know?" Friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, asked in surprise.

"Run away? How to escape? You are the peak cultivation in the middle period of Yuanying, but I am just the late period of Jindan. It's a big difference. I thought you would forgive me if you solved the bee venom for your granddaughter, but I was blind when you avenged me with kindness! " Wind Yi Mo sighed a breath, said.

"Yes, you are blind. But I know I won't forgive you. Why help luan'er? I don't understand

"That's because I found that she is serious and affectionate to brother Zuo. I am willing to help such people and hope that they will get married." Wind Yi Mo light said, as if standing in front of him is not to find him trouble Yuanying ancestor, but a familiar friend for a long time.

"I can't see that you attach so much importance to friendship, but it's a pity..." After a pause, the friar named Yuanying pulled out the skin map of the blue heart flame at the auction and said, "tell me what it means and where I saw it. I'll let you leave safely."

Feng Yimo gave a wry smile. It's really unfortunate that after taming the female insect that day, in the temporary cave, he opened the brocade box, which contains a book and two jade slips. The book is written in unknown characters, and I can't understand it at all. However, the jade slips are written by a Yifeng Sanren named Lu Yu, who records in detail the origin of all unknown characters and his translation.

This is a kind of ancient language, belonging to a language called Sanskrit, which is obscure and difficult to understand. However, Yifeng Sanren successfully translated Sanskrit. Under the guidance of this person's letter, Feng Yimo soon mastered Sanskrit, and naturally understood the words on the map.

And that ancient book is the Sanskrit witchcraft, and the totem mastered by the snowman is simplified from it.

Because time is short, Feng Yimo doesn't have time to study witchcraft.

Another jade slip is a will left by Lu Yu at the end of Shouyuan, which records his last wish: don't let the precious Sanskrit lose in the long history, carry forward Sanskrit for the benefit of mankind!

Just a few dozen words, let the wind Yi ink in front of show a dying old man laboriously leave a will, and then use all his strength to seal the brocade box. Who knows, the brocade box has been lying for more than ten thousand years. If it had not withstood the high temperature of the magma pool, it would have been reduced to ashes, and it would not have appeared in the hands of Feng Yi Mo!

Now, Feng Yimo is faced with a difficult choice. If he tells friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, that he has seen Sanskrit in Peiyan tribe, no one in the whole tribe will survive!

If you refuse this person, there is only one result: war!

How to choose?

All of a sudden, wind Yi Mo heart rises a heroic spirit, momentum has changed significantly, Lang said: "master, please hand it."

The friar, surnamed Bu Yuanying, looked at the young man in front of him in surprise. He felt that it was different all of a sudden. He collected the animal skin map and said, "OK, have courage! Although I don't know where your courage comes from, I still admire you. I didn't have the courage when I was your age. In this case, I'll weigh up what you have in the end, and let you know the huge gap between the Jindan friars and Yuanying friars! "

After all, friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, didn't offer a magic weapon either. Instead, he boxed it out.

Feng Yimo can see clearly that the fist of friar Bu Yuanying instantly becomes the size of a water tank, and the top of the fist is covered with a layer of purple flame, which is obviously a kind of spiritual flame."So it is Since he recognized that friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, was fishing with a thousand magic green heart flame at the underground auction that day, and captured the late friar of the unfortunate golden elixir, he conjectured that he was either an alchemist or an instrument refiner, and he had a certain kind of spirit flame. Only such a person was eager to find a higher spirit flame.

Feng Yimo's feet were shocked, his legs were inspired, and he quickly retreated. With his hands thrown, the six bone puppets flashed out and rushed to friar Bu Yuanying. At the same time, the bone gun cut a black awn and went straight to the fist.

Friar Yuan Ying, surnamed Bu, was surprised when he saw the appearance of six bone puppets in the later stage of the golden elixir. He couldn't help but say, "do you have puppet skills? It's a pity that if you are a puppet in Yuan Dynasty, you can still make me afraid. It's just the late golden elixir. Hum

With the cold hum of friar Bu Yuanying, his left hand was empty, and a strange looking weapon flashed out. It sent out a top-grade magic weapon with rich aura, and swept out at a bone puppet. The weapon seems to be a stick. The stick is full of spines. It is much shorter than the mace and thicker than the bronze mace, but it is a mourning stick.

The hard bone puppet was swept out more than ten feet, and cracks appeared in several bones. However, it ejected from the ground and continued to attack friar Bu Yuanying.

The blow shadow with purple flame was defeated by the bone piercing gun handle, and the trend continued to stab the friar named Bu Yuanying.

Top quality magic weapon? Friar Bu Yuanying's eyes are about to stare out. Does a friar in the later stage of the golden elixir have the best magic weapon? In the middle of Yuan Dynasty, he built the mourning stick himself. He has a top-quality magic weapon. People have it before Yuan Dynasty. The gap is too big!

However, it also aroused his greedy heart. Even if he could not find the whereabouts of Qianhuan qingxinyan, he would kill the boy, and his treasure would be worth it. So, a magic trick was played, and the mourning stick dripped around. He abandoned the bone puppet and went straight to the bone penetrating gun.

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