Chapter 183 Buddha Beads, Handprints

Seeing these four words, Ji Yao Jing shook her head and hurriedly continued reading.

Gradually, Fairy Ji widened her eyes and became fascinated.

Although it was dark in the sarcophagus, after cultivating the Secret Manual of the Twelve Demon Kings in the Great Wilderness, Su Zimo had extremely strong eyesight.

This is an article about bloodline exercises. It records many strange and strange spiritual techniques. It tells the secrets and mysteries of bloodline, which can stimulate and utilize the power of bloodline very well. The novelty of the angle is almost unheard of.

Like the spiritual technique used by skeletons to suck up many demon monks before, it is one of the types recorded in this blood-refining magic scripture, called blood phagocytosis.

Although most of the spiritual techniques in this magic scripture are extremely evil, there are a few that have aroused Su Zimo's interest, secretly remembered in his heart, and figured it out.

This time, walking with the Fairy Ji was a near miss, and it was a blessing in disguise.

Now, Su Zimo has finished cutting the marrow, blood flow quietly in the body, bred with majestic power, exudes a crystal luster, and reflects the blood vessels almost transparent.

From today onwards, Su Zimo can practice the dirty work.

It's just that the Refining the Dirt Chapter is more difficult than the Cultivation Chapter!

In the cutting marrow, the voice of tigers and leopards is also mentioned.

In the chapter on refining dirty, there is no mention of monsters, only mysterious and complicated scriptures.

Su Zimo still had no idea how to practice the dirty work.

I don't know how long it took, the sarcophagus began to vibrate violently and shook.

The sarcophagus was smashed out again by an external force, and then gradually calmed down and slowly sank.

Su Zimo moved in his heart and realized that the sarcophagus had been separated from the undercurrent at the bottom of the river.

Ji Yaojing on the side couldn't take it anymore, she put on the veil again, used her spiritual power, turned her palm, and slammed heavily on the coffin lid.

With a bang, the coffin lid was lifted off, and endless river water poured into the sarcophagus.

In an instant, Su Zimo was soaked all over.

Looking at Fairy Ji again, she was already prepared to use her spiritual power to condense a nearly transparent mask around her body, blocking the river water outside.

Fairy Ji turned back to see Su Zimo's embarrassed appearance, and couldn't help but chuckle.

In the river, Su Zimo floated, his expression was a little dull, and it seemed that he had not recovered.

In fact, it wasn't that Su Zimo didn't react fast enough.

But after the river water poured into the sarcophagus, Su Zimo glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a longan-sized Buddha bead floating in the sarcophagus.

This bead is extremely old, and although it is made of wood, there is no sign of decay.

A palm is depicted on the beads, and the fingers and thumbs are interlocked to form a handprint. Every stripe on the palm is clearly visible, which is dazzling.

Su Zimo just glanced at the Buddha beads, and felt a trance in front of him, and saw a very shocking picture.

It seemed to be a purgatory-like battlefield, the bones were piled up into mountains, the blood flowed into rivers on all sides, the stench was soaring into the sky, the dark clouds were pressing the top, and the atmosphere was oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

The surrounding gloomy wind is blowing, and it is chilling to the bone!

On top of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, stood a man covered in blood, facing Su Zimo, bowing his head and smiling, like an unparalleled devil.

The laughter was eerie and terrifying, as if it sounded in Su Zimo's ears, making people shudder!

After a while, a little bit of golden light shone through the gaps in the black clouds and fell on the battlefield, bringing a little warmth.

With the passage of time, the golden light became more and more abundant, almost tearing the dark clouds into pieces.

suddenly!

A dazzling golden beam of light descended from the sky, seemingly piercing the sky and falling on the devil.

"Roar!"

The devil was furious, suddenly raised his head, and roared angrily toward the sky. The veins on his neck were exposed, and the blood vessels were bulging, terrifying and terrifying, like a savage ghost in hell!

boom!

With a deafening loud noise, a palm shimmering with dazzling golden light descended from the sky, the middle fingers and thumbs intertwined, forming a handprint, which was slowly pressed down.

"The Demon Seal!"

A deep, deep voice sounded.

Before the golden handprint landed on the top of the devil's head, the devil seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure, and his entire body suddenly burst, spewing out a cloud of blood mist, shocking!

Blood splattered everywhere, Su Zimo only felt tingling in his eyes, and woke up from the illusion.

The whole process seems to be slow, but it is in an instant.

Looking at the Buddha beads that were gradually sinking to the bottom of the lake not far away, Su Zimo shuddered.

A flash of struggle flashed in Su Zimo's eyes, hesitant for a while, but still broke the river, chased after the sinking Buddha beads, and held it in the palm of his hand.

When I got the beads, nothing happened.

Su Zimo breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that as long as you don't stare at the patterns on the beads carefully, you won't fall into the illusion just now.

"The Demon Seal."

These three words flashed in Su Zimo's mind.

Don't think too much, this must be an extremely powerful secret technique.

Although it was only for a moment that he fell into the illusion, the golden handprint still left a deep impression on Su Zimo, which lingered in his mind.

Su Zimo kicked the water with his legs and headed upstream, and soon the water broke and came out to the shore.

At this time, Su Zimo was naked, and his lower body was wet.

Ji Yaojing pursed her lips and swept over Su Zimo's lower body. Just as she was about to speak for a joke, she saw Su Zimo shaking all over, carrying blood.

Motivated by the power of blood, white mist suddenly appeared on Su Zimo's body.

All the water droplets evaporated!

Under the veil, Fairy Ji's small mouth opened into a circle.

Su Zimo took out a clean green shirt from the storage bag, put it on again, and threw the Buddha beads in his palm in by the way.

Ji Yaojing's eyes moved, remembering the abnormality of Su Zimo at the bottom of the river before, she leaned over and blinked and asked, "What did you find below?"

"nothing."

Naturally, Su Zimo wouldn't tell Ji Yaojing about the Buddha beads, but just replied lightly.

"mean!"

Fairy Ji snorted.

Su Zimo took out a flying sword, jumped, rose into the air, and looked around.

After being transported by the undercurrent at the bottom of the river, he didn't even know where he was now.

Fairy Ji also came into the air and looked around.

Su Zimo thought for a while, and then looked back at the big river behind him. With a move in his heart, he vaguely guessed where he was.

The river, named Yongxing River, is a tributary of Jishui River, the birthplace of the Zhou Dynasty, and flows through the State of Yan.

In other words, now Su Zimo and the two have come to the territory of Yan Kingdom!

Su Zimo looked in the direction of King Yan's city from afar, his eyes showing thoughts.

"It's been two years since I left home. I don't know how big brother is doing now."

Thinking about the scene of leaving Pingyang Town two years ago, it seems like yesterday.

Su Zimo doesn't have many relatives. Apart from him, there are only Su Hong and Su Xiaoning in the blood of the Su family.

Su Xiaoning is far away in Qingshuangmen, and it is not easy to see. Su Zimo plans to go to Yanwangcheng to see her big brother.