Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 502 Black Hell Divine Art

   "Let go... let mother go~"

   "Wan Lei, please, let mother go!"

   "You can ask me to do anything."

  Miss Wang's dream was heard in the room.

  There are several figures in front of the bed, either sitting or standing, looking at each other.

  The reason why he stays here is because of his height Wang Qiuli will commit suicide when he wakes up.

   "It turned out to be the beast Wan Lei?!"

   "Even the teacher's mother and junior sister will not be spared!"

  As the most proud disciple of Wang Zaoshi, Zhao Chuan can say that he is gnashing his teeth at this time, wishing he could eat his flesh.

  Zhang Duanwu also let out a long sigh, but his heart was extremely tormented.

  Wang Qiuli is the jewel in the palm of the master, and also a well-known lady in Jinsang City.

  Read poetry and books since she was a child, and knew etiquette. Although she is a daughter, she knows astronomy at the top and geography at the bottom. She is the dream lover of countless young people.

  Zhang Duanwu is also one of them.

  He looked at the full moon in the sky through the window, and suddenly said: "Brother Zhao, when are you leaving for Jixia Academy?"

  Zhao Chuan was suddenly silent when asked by Zhang Duanwu.

   "The original plan was to leave tomorrow."

   "Will...will you come back?" Zhang Duanwu suddenly asked again.

  Zhao Chuan frowned, a little puzzled and said: "Brother Zhang, what do you mean?"

  Zhang Duanwu pursed his lips: "Although Junior Sister Wang never said it.

  But everyone knows that she likes you in her heart. "

  Zhao Chuan was stunned: "Me?"

   "Brother Zhang, don't be joking."

  Zhang Duanwu smiled bitterly: "Brother Zhao, maybe you, the person involved, are the only ones who are kept in the dark about this matter."

  As soon as these words came out, several other young people echoed.

   "That's right, brother Zhao is too confused."

   "Junior Sister Wang, treating you is completely different from treating other people."

   "At that time, Wan Lei asked the city lord to propose to the teacher, but Junior Sister Wang disagreed with life and death. It should be at that time, Wan Lei hated because of love."

   "Oh, sorry, I'm suffering when I see it in my eyes."

  Zhao Chuan was at a loss: "I, I... I have always regarded Junior Sister Wang as my own sister."

  As soon as this remark came out, many students were upset.

  But at this time, Zhang Duanwu suddenly interrupted him and said: "Brother Zhao, you know now, but do you still have thoughts about Junior Sister?"

  Zhao Chuan had mixed feelings in his heart, but he didn't respond for a long time.

  Seeing this, Zhang Duanwu breathed a sigh of relief, with a little shyness on his face: "That's good."

   "I... want to propose marriage to the teacher."

   "I want to marry my junior sister!"

  …

   On the other side, Li Chen had already grabbed Wan Lei and began to question him.

  Li Chen transferred all the dead energy from Ximen Butcher's body into his body, but Wan Lei unexpectedly became alive and well.

  After a night of interrogation, Li Chen was even more confused.

  The origins of those monks who pretended to be themselves are very mysterious, and even Wan Lei doesn't know their affiliation.

  It's just that when they came to Jinsang City, they approached Wan Lei and taught him an evil skill "Black Prison Magic".

  Using the entire Jinsang City's qi machine to smelt it into a furnace to help oneself cultivate into Dafa.

  The "Black Prison Divine Art" itself is based on dead energy.

  This is also the reason why Wan Lei was unscathed even though the death energy entered his body.

   At this moment, Wan Lei suddenly took out something from his waist and was about to put it into his mouth.

  噗~

  A little black light suddenly hits over.

  Pierce his wrist directly.

   And a golden pill rolled down from his hand.

"what!"

  Even though Wan Lei was rolling all over the floor in pain, he still couldn't forget the pill.

   Li Chen's face sank like water, he paced up to him, and picked up the elixir.

  I saw this elixir, the whole body was black and golden, and it was much smaller than ordinary pills.

   I put it up to my nose and sniffed it, but it was a familiar smell...

"This is…"

   "Browning Eyebrow Pill!"

   Li Chen felt a chill down his spine for no reason.

   Burning Eyebrow Pill is the elixir of Shaji.

  Back then, Li Chen and Li Shen were dueling on the Blood Test Rock.

  Li Shen lost to the enemy, and his internal qi was exhausted, so he took out this medicine at the last moment.

   Burning Eyebrow Pill, as the name suggests, is an urgent need.

  Once eaten, it can turn the awe-inspiring evil spirit in the body into its own use and regain its vitality.

  But as long as you eat it, you will be addicted.

   Wan Lei at this moment should be a drug addict.

   Presumably those monks used this elixir to control him.

"give me!"

   "Give me the magic pill!"

   "Hurry up, I'll exchange it with you with the Santo's Token!"

   "Please, give me the magic pill!"

  Li Chen squeezed the elixir, frowning slightly.

  Although Burning Eyebrow Pill is addictive, Senior Brother Li Shen back then is different from Wan Lei in front of him.

  He was awake at the time, even because the elixir fell on the blood, he would rather die than take it.

  But now Wan Lei seems to be crazy.

  In an instant, Li Chen thought of the "Black Prison Magic Art" passed to him by those fake monks.

   I think the crux of the problem lies in that exercise.

"what!"

"give me!"

  A surprising scene appeared.

   Wan Lei suddenly stood up straight, and a faint black air began to overflow from his body.

   His eyes turned that weird blood red again, staring fixedly at the pill in Li Chen's hand.

  The next moment, the black air in his hand became thicker, and he suddenly swung his claws towards Li Chen.

   Li Chen sneered, and easily passed by as soon as he turned around.

   roar~

  The dragon chant suddenly sounded.

  The over-the-shoulder dragon elephant roared out.

   just hit the empty door beside Wan Lei.

   bang~

   It was just one move, and Wan Lei froze in place as if struck by lightning.

  He looked down at his chest with a puzzled face.

  A hole as big as the mouth of a bowl, blood is still flowing out.

   bang~

  The next moment, the body fell down again.

  From enchantment to death, it is only a breath.

   "Brother!"

   "Is he bewitched?"

   Lichen clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."

   "It only takes one thought to become enchanted."

  Thinking about it, although the "Black Hell Divine Art" can turn death energy into one's own use, it still needs Burning Eyebrow Pill to suppress the energy.

  Although Wan Lei was not dead just now, once the death energy in his body erupted, he would directly become possessed.

  Looking at the corpse on the ground, Li Chen let out a long sigh.

   Sure enough, like those monks who pretended to be themselves, they don't even have a soul after death.

  …

  The next day, Lichen was ordained for Jianshi in front of the Bodhisattva statue in the Dizang Temple.

   "To the end of your life, without slack, can you hold on?"

   "Can hold!"

  Li Chen didn't even use a razor, so he directly used Wugou Slash, and in two or three strokes, he turned the 'Ximen Butcher' into a 'Monk Seeing the Reality'.

   "Amitabha."

   "The disciple sees the truth and pays homage to the master."

  Li Chen nodded slightly, and had to say that only those who have experienced the vicissitudes of life are more likely to escape into Buddhism.

  In the past, the butcher of Ximen used to kill animals for a living, so he naturally had evil spirits on his body, and even the 'dragon and tiger spirit' could shake him.

  But now it really seems to 'put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha', with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, like an eminent monk.

   "Amitabha."

   "It's good, it's good."

   "So, pack up and let's leave today."

  Jianshi lowered his head, folded his hands together and said, "Master, this disciple has one more request."

  Li Chen smiled when he heard the words: "What you want to talk about is the poison of the plague in Jinsang City?"

  PS: Monthly ticket, recommendation ticket, come to the bowl~

  (end of this chapter)