C265 magic pestle

By the time we arrived at the second dragon's vein, it was already afternoon, but almost as late as the first dragon's vein, not even a rat could be found here, let alone a human. Zheng Wuxie said that this place was definitely safe. Any animals that were slightly dirty would not come here to rest, so this place was also a place to set up camp in the mountains.

"I can only stay here for one more night!" It really makes one's head feel big. " Zheng Wuxie is very tired, and so am I. If the small black cloth didn't say that it was extraordinary, even if it was worth ten thousand gold, I would still want to throw it away at this kind of time and place. Carrying it along was simply too much of a burden, and the few times I walked past the cliff made me feel a sense of danger.

"Help me brush some cinnabar sand on Ksitigarbha's eye!" After letting the little guy run out to get milk for himself, I threw the Demon Fighter Pestle on the ground and said this to Zheng Wuxie. Zheng Wuxie glared at me, saying that why would he want to farm some cinnabar? That would be a waste.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" "If I tell you to do it, then do it. I'll find Ol 'Nine a box for you to carry around later." I know that this guy is feeling sorry for the box of top-grade Immortal blood that Zhao QIjiu gave him, but in my opinion, it's just cinnabar powder. How much pain can he feel? It was only when I found out about the value of the top-grade Immortal blood and its rarity did I finally understand why Zhao QIu was looking at me with such hatred when he gave Zheng Wuxie another box of cinnabar pills.

"No problem, no problem. Then remember what you said!" Zheng Wuxie's expression immediately became fawning, and without further ado, he started grinding the cinnabar core, using the brush to point at the hole in the ground.

However, something strange happened. I actually watched as the scarlet red light brushed past me, and my eyes seemed to close. When Zheng Wuxie took away the brush, the cinnabar powder gradually disappeared from the inside, as if the eye was slowly opening. It was extremely strange.

"Yo!" "Interesting." When he saw this scene, Zheng Wuxie immediately came to a realization. He once again dipped his brush into the cinnabar powder and pointed it at Ksitigarbha's eyes, the exact same situation as before, once again occurred. It was as if Ksitigarbha was blinking his eyes slowly, before slowly closing and opening his eyes again.

"Interesting!" Zheng Wuxie grinned, the brush once again brushed past the Hidden Eye, but the situation was still the same, there did not seem to be any change. It was just that if I had to change it, it only made me feel a little more menacing. Although it was very little, my senses had become exceptionally sharp after the completion of the Earthly Flower.

After repeatedly brushing, Zheng Wuxie seemed to be on the same level as Ksitigarbha, and waited for the ground to run dry before he turned to look at me bitterly, "This thing is so evil, I can't brush it all the way up, how about I find more cinnabar after we leave the mountain?" Judging from his expression, he was in pain.

"I can do it!" "Look, the area it's exposed to the outside is much smaller than before. Keep scrubbing, otherwise, what would you do if it runs away again at night?" Last night, there were small black cloth and little fellow who discovered it in time. Moreover, the little fellow and the small black cloth were exhausted.

"Help me get two boxes for that brother of yours!" Zheng Wuxie gave me a condition, his eyes stared at me, as though he was going to give up if I didn't agree.

"It's already a box of zenith. See if you can do this. If you can do it, then hurry up and continue. If you can't, then I won't help you take a single pill!" Zheng Wuxie, this guy, had already decided in his nature that at such a critical moment, he would not show Yue Yang his face, or else he would definitely give a hard time.

Just as expected, he stopped my words. Zheng Wuxie clenched his teeth and said: "You're ruthless, then continue!" As he said that, he carefully poured out a few more cinders and ground them again. Then, he repeated the same thing over and over again without any new intent.

It seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with what I had done with Zheng Wuxie. I could even slowly see some red threads beginning to drift around it, this was a type of calamity brought by the Demon Fighting Pestle, as for what it was, I'm not too sure, it was different from the Adhesive Red Object that I came into contact with normally.

"Go back!" soul-stabbing hand! " To deal with such a vicious thing, he absolutely could not have any kind of benevolence in his heart. I fiercely flicked my finger on its Eight Treasures Wheel, causing my finger to suddenly feel a sharp pain, but the baleful aura that was just about to search for us also disappeared a lot with this flick of my finger, while the remaining ones became scattered and quickly retreated back into the Demon Fighter Pestle.

Wu Xie, stop dawdling, hurry up! There's going to be a problem with this thing soon! " The killing intent quickly gushed out and without any hesitation, I flicked my finger towards it. The Demon Fighter's body actually emitted a dong sound, like the chime of a morning bell. Waves of tremors also came from it. However, this sound wasn't as clear and pleasant as the morning bell. Instead, it was like a demon's voice ringing in one's ears, causing one's heart to not be disturbed at all.

Zheng Wuxie was sweating profusely instead of hearing such a voice. He glanced at me and his movement speed immediately doubled, but even so, it would still be a long time before he could completely use cinnabar powder to paste this Demon Fighting Pestle into his eye. And as the area of the eye became smaller and smaller, the fiendish nature of the Demon Fighter Pestle became stronger and stronger. At this moment, this thing didn't even look like a buddhist equipment, but more like something controlled by a devil.

"Clang!" Once again, he jumped up, and the sound gave off was even more pressure than before. Zheng Wuxie was caught off guard, and actually lied down on the ground, as if he was stepped on ruthlessly from above.

Compared to what Zheng Wuxie had to bear, I am much heavier on top of him. This demonic sound itself was aimed at me, he had only suffered the aftermath of the attack. At this moment, the sound seemed to be endlessly replicating in my ears, unceasingly resounding without any pattern or pattern. It made me feel extremely disgusted, and I really wanted to vomit mentally, but my body didn't seem to be vomiting at all. The pressure was very great.

The little guy stood by my side and looked at the Demon Subduing Pestle as he continuously roared. The moment he pounced on the Demon Subduing Pestle, he was repelled by a mysterious force and fell to the ground. He was unable to pose any threat to the Demon Subduing Pestle. It was at this moment that the murderous intent suddenly erupted.

I held my breath, and flicked the soul-stabbing hand on its Eight Treasures Wheel time and time again. My fingers had already been rotten to the point that every time I flicked it, it would hurt a lot, but the baleful qi in the surroundings became more and more. The effect of my soul-stabbing hand on them slowly became smaller and smaller, and started to spread towards Zheng Wuxie and me.

The corner of Zheng Wuxie's mouth was already stained with blood. He was shaken by the sound and vomited blood, but his hands continued to grab onto the cinnabar and threw it into the grinding box. The hair on the brush fell off very quickly, so Zheng Wuxie just threw it down and used his hand to dip it into the cinnabar to brush it up. He was the same as me, he had become a little crazy right now.

"Hiding my ass, come out and help me!" I didn't know what Zheng Wuxie felt like at this moment, but I could feel that my breathing wasn't going well. Only now did I remember that there was still the small black cloth in my pockets, so I directly pulled it out for him.

"Oh my god! "Damn baldy, big monster, I'm going to die!" The small black cloth shouted shamelessly, sticking onto my other hand, not willing to stick onto the Demon Fighter Pestle. This made me extremely angry.

"Whether you can do it or not, I'll turn you into a little kid's underwear!" I roared at the small black cloth in my heart. After hearing it, it went into a daze, and with a swoosh, it left my hand and wrapped itself around the body of the Demon Fighter Pestle. The little guy sat down on the spot that the small black cloth was wrapped around, and wasn't bounced away this time.

This caused me to heave a sigh of relief, and the movements under my hands couldn't help but stop. Almost at the same time, the small black cloth shouted at me: "Don't stop, this is a big monster, if we don't kill it we'll die, hurry up and shoot it!" Bullet! Bullet! Bullet! Oh right, you have turned silly, condensing longevity onto your finger! "

"longevity?" I immediately understood after thinking about it. This meant that I had used the Longevity Fist to cultivate and created this kind of energy flow within my body. I transferred the air flow onto my finger and threw it towards the Demon Subduing Pestle, 'Dang!' With a sound, the aura of death started to dissipate again. It was obvious that this finger was much more powerful than soul-stabbing hand's attack just now! And most of all, I couldn't feel the pain in my fingers any more, as if it wasn't on brass, but cotton.

"Pfft!" Zheng Wuxie spat out a mouthful of blood mist, but it seemed as if he did not care at all as he grit his teeth and continued to use all his strength to paste the cinnabar into his Earth Treasury eyes. I could feel a danger to my life, a danger that I was really fighting for my life at a time like this!

"Just a little more!" Hold on! "Pfft!" As Zheng Wuxie spoke, he spat out another mouthful of blood. His eyes had become completely red, and he looked extremely terrible.

"It hurts, it hurts!" "AHH!" I'm going to die, I'm going to die! " The small black cloth wailed miserably, I bit my lips and continued to ruthlessly bounce at the Demon Subduing Pestle. The pressure was extremely great, as though I was carrying a huge mountain on my back.

Suddenly, the pressure on my body lightened and the demonic music that was echoing in my ears disappeared. I realized that I was done for and immediately stopped pulling my blood-stained hand.

Turning his head to look at Zheng Wuxie, he saw that Zheng Wuxie was actually still continuously rubbing cinnabar pills in Ksitigarbha's eyes, as if he did not sense that the danger had been averted at all.

"Wuxie!" I called out to Zheng Wuxie, but he acted as if he didn't hear me, and continued to mutter "F * ck you!" while desperately daubing the pill sand into his Ksitigarbha eye.

"Wuxie! Wuxie! " I immediately realized that things weren't going well. This fellow was too fired up, so it was useless to call out to him twice. In a moment of desperation, I mustered my strength to slap him in the face.

"Zheng Wuxie! Wake up, there's nothing else! " I grabbed him by the shoulders and shouted at him, and he seemed to be glad of it.

"Ugh …" It's fine now? It's all right now … "It's fine now …" Zheng Wuxie muttered, and dropped unconscious on the ground.