My Taoist Career

There are too many memories, but they have been frozen for eternity in the long years. Now, they have gone forward in the wind and snow, leaving us with their backs. Tears may be another eternal memory.

The younger generation is about to stand together once again, and these people who have traveled all the way from ghost villages to borders to foreign countries will finally embark on the last road together.

Over there, Lu Shan had finished talking about some things, embraced Tao Bo, smiled faintly at me, and then walked towards us.

They don't have to face the farewell, but what they have to face is to face the lamas again. Those lamas should be the lamas of the Lagang Temple. At this time, their identities have been revealed, and there is no need to keep them secret.

"Chengyi, you and I have a three-year agreement, but now it seems that it is unnecessary because I can feel that they are all here." Lu Shan stood beside me and said softly.

"What about the drum about Baima?" I knew that was Lu Shan's knot.

"They will definitely bring it, and Tao Bo and I will accompany you on that road." At this point, Lu Shan pointed to the winding path that led up to the temple, which turned out to be that road.

"I remember this place, my sister once brought me here." Tao Bo, who had always been shy and reticent, finally spoke at this moment, looking at the lonely temple with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

"What's in there?" I couldn't help asking.

"There is nothing, not even the enshrined statue has four walls, it's just a shelter from the wind, and there is a futon in the middle." Tao Bo whispered, but smiled inexplicably, maybe there was nothing in this simple temple that year, But there is the warmest love from my sister.

The eldest sister is like a mother!

There was no warning, Lu Shan hugged me very hard, and also hit me on the back with his fist: "Chengyi, let's encourage each other! This battle is my hope. Even if it is a dead end, it is also a road to perfection. You know what I want What I want, maybe I can't finish it. But with you, I believe you will help me finish it in the end."

"You will live to see that scene." I let go of Lu Shan, and said seriously that I was not sure, I was just talking about my hope.

They surrounded me, and I stood on the big rock again. The old head was still standing there, his hair and beard were almost covered by the flying snowflakes, and he said softly: "You can go up You are the ones who are responsible for this, and I don’t know why God arranged it like this, but there is always a deep meaning that this war is coming soon, enough people have died, how many more will there be?”

I don't want to think about why our group can go up. All I see in my eyes is the figure of Uncle Hui. He actually laughed heartily while fighting, and the tattoos on his body have been completely covered by blood. He is like a punishment from hell. Asura, he was like the most heroic and unrestrained general on the battlefield.

I can't see whether he is injured or not. All I can know is that he is on the battlefield, as if he never knows the fatigue and maintains the same rhythm, one enemy after another falls beside him.

Is this Mr. Hui?In my earliest memories told by my parents, Uncle Hui appeared like an old cadre, arguing with the master about who is the second uncle, a thief-like old monk who loves eggs, is greedy, and refuses to suffer.

He is so heroic at the moment, who knows that he has this image?

Just like the heroes on the battlefield of every war, why are they not ordinary people?There are people you love, people you care about, and your own little problems. The most ordinary and ordinary side makes a person extraordinary. There are only two things, one is dreams and the other is belief.

This dream can be ordinary, and this belief can be as simple as just for the protection of the heart, maybe just for that little bit of kindness and bottom line.

The number of people on the battlefield gradually decreased. Most of the people on Yang Sheng's side were killed and injured, and almost half of the warriors on our side were also dead. In terms of numbers, they are not dominant, but in terms of the balance of victory, they have persisted until the first round. In the encounter battle, the balance of victory is tilted to this side.

Cracks have appeared on the Lamenting Vajra, and the chanters below all have faces like gold paper, with blood on the corners of their mouths, exaggeratedly bleeding from all seven orifices

The old head had already whispered before, these people who help the people in front to communicate their power, aren't they overdrawing their thoughts and using their lives to maintain the power of the warriors in front?

Excessive consumption of mind power will kill people. Naturally, there are secret methods that can force mind power out again and again, but the result is not much better than overdrawing mind power.

At this time, the mysterious symbol on the forehead of the person who painted the formation has really completely disappeared. Originally above their heads, the red sky actually projected strips of golden lines on the large formation below.

"God blesses the righteous way." The old headmaster's expression was still calm, but he just commented lightly.

But it was over there that Uncle Wang suddenly laughed and shouted: "Heaven's formation pattern, don't you hurry up and follow the formation?"

While speaking, those formation masters were already crazy. They picked up the materials for the formation, the formation pens, and the speed suddenly became much faster. After all, with the guidance of God, what could be faster than this?

In fact, I already know what's going on in my heart. Even if there is a pattern pattern in the top-level formation, it still needs the spiritual power of the formation master to maintain it, and it needs experience to lay out each pattern. The difference is a thousand miles away. One sentence should be used in the matter of formation.

But if the formation pattern still carries the mysterious power of heaven and earth today, it will save too much energy for the people who drew the formation, and their speed will naturally become unbelievably fast.

This is the biggest twist in stabilizing the situation below! I have to say that the old head is a very courageous person. After observing Yang Sheng's people, he immediately chose the blood sacrifice. The reason why he didn't choose before was because of The essence and blood in his heart represent too many things, he can't bear it.

Although it is said that the battlefield does not speak of kindness, it does not mean extreme cruelty.

I thought it was this, but I didn't expect it, but the old master sighed and said: "The patterns of the Heavenly Punishment Formation are all perfect patterns, and the greatest power of the Heaven's Punishment Formation can be exerted, but the sky cannot be perfect, so these formation patterns fall, Those who draw the formation will naturally have to bear some consequences this time, God blesses the righteous way, so many lines have been brought down."

The old master kept his mouth shut, and I saw that the formation was completing each formation at a speed almost visible to the naked eye, shouting one by one.

"Position 191"

"Position 206"

Almost every minute, there are 1 or 3,4 people entering the formation. At this rate, the Heaven's Punishment Formation will be completely completed in the last half an hour, so the warriors in front can retreat, right?

Master and the others can also enter the formation if they should enter the formation or get the protection of the large formation, hide behind and take action when necessary!

I look forward to the completion of this formation more than anyone else, and my mind is completely concerned, but I also find it painful that every time a formation pattern is drawn, there will be a painful look on the face of the formation mage, some have already spit out blood, and some Holding the pattern brush, he drew forcefully but his whole body was trembling, and beads of sweat flowed down

Some can even see white hair appearing mixed with black hair all of a sudden

Xiaobei is also among them, but he is still relatively persistent. They all know how important every minute of time is now.

But does that count as dust?Naturally, it was far away from there, and there was a sneer from Wu Tian deliberately through the roaring technique.

Then, a cold voice appeared on the battlefield: "Since they are all a group of dead soldiers who are about to be abandoned, why don't I add another fire?"

The spell practitioners are finally coming out!

When Wu Tian was talking, a black whirlwind suddenly rose from his side At the very least, they rushed towards the group of so-called dead men

Those dead soldiers in Heiyun were completely crazy. If they still had human emotions before, in the game of power, there are some burdens, and now they will really become brave and fearless!

Because it has been completely insane due to the influence of these negative auras!

And the consequences of their rush are self-evident

Uncle Hui in front seemed to sigh and suddenly turned his head to look this way. He was looking at Master!