MTL - God of Taoism-Chapter 67 red tears
Chapter 67 Red Tears
The image of the holy beast on the Holy Beast Token turned out to be a human being dressed in a red coat and a red hat, holding a red sheathed rapier in his hand. Just looking at the painting, it is completely impossible to tell that this is a holy beast, and it is almost indistinguishable from humans. the difference.
The reason why Bai Cangdong was surprised was not because it was a humanoid holy beast, but because the image of this holy beast looked very similar to Dongfang Bubai played by Lin Qingxia. There is also the glamorous beauty of the blend of yin and yang, all of which are invincible in the East.
But Bai Cangdong took a second look and felt that this holy beast was more like another person he knew.
The red dress and hat, the ghostly aura, the red sword in his hand, and even the red blood tear in the corner of his eye, all resembled a person Bai Cangdong knew.
"Master, I don't know what this holy beast was called before?" Bai Cangdong looked at Qihua Zhenren and asked.
"His name is Honglei." Daoist Qihua replied.
"Red tears?" Bai Cangdong frowned slightly, this was not the same as the name of the person he knew.
"Would you like to listen to his poems that were deciphered before?" Qihua Daoist seemed to want to decipher Honglei again. Although he didn't know Bai Cangdong's name, he didn't mean to underestimate a scribe.
"No need." Bai Cangdong shook his head slightly, he didn't have any more associations with Honglei's name or this image, the only thing he thought of was that person.
Realist Qihua showed disappointment on his face, and wanted to turn around and walk back into the wooden building.
"Master, I wonder if you can let me try to explain it?" Bai Cangdong asked a little unwillingly, this holy beast really resembles that person.
"Are you sure?" Qihua Daoist turned around and looked at Bai Cangdong and asked.
Bai Cangdong shook his head slightly: "I have some ideas in my mind, but I can't guarantee that it will come true, I can only give it a try."
Realist Qihua pondered for a moment, then took out the Holy Beast Token and handed it to Bai Cangdong again: "Alright, just try it."
Because it is a holy beast decree to self-suspend and return to its original origin, if Bai Cangdong can't write an article that can match it, the holy beast will not be released, unlike ordinary holy beast orders, even if the article is not good, The holy beast will also be solved, but the grade is relatively low.
Holding the Holy Beast Token, Bai Cangdong stared at the Holy Beast Token for a moment, then concentrated his energy on his fingertips, and slowly wrote on the Holy Beast Token: "Red curtains, shy of spring and cold, fragrant mist and thin clouds , the shadow of the bronze sparrow is dimmed. Looking at the crystal bottle from the side, the butterfly clothes flow Dan, and you can cross the Yang Pass. And the tea is burned out, and the whole body is warm with smoke, and the painted screen reflects the clothes and crowns."
Realist Qihua frowned and looked at Bai Cangdong. Bai Cangdong's composition was completely different from the previous one. It can be said that it has nothing to do with it, and it seems that it has nothing to do with Honglei.
Just when Daoist Qihua felt that he was wasting time, he suddenly saw the Holy Beast Order in Bai Cangdong's hand bursting with light, turning into a red smoke like yarn, waving in Bai Cangdong's hand, and fluttering down on the ground. On the ground, it turned into a swordsman in red with an inexplicable sadness in his eyes.
"It's really possible!" Even Bai Cangdong himself was a little surprised.
What he wrote was a poem titled by a character named Gong Wuhou in the puppet show Thunderbolt. Most of the characters in Thunderbolt had poem titles. I wrote Gong Wuhou's exclusive poem title and tried it out, but I didn't expect it to work.
Na Gong Wu's life was miserable, and his father, teacher, and friends all died. It can be said that their death was tied to him, and in the end even he himself died.
The tear of blood in the corner of his eye is said to be that Nuwa was injured by a tree branch when she created man, and a drop of blood fell on the face of the clay figurine. With the awakening of the eyes, one can reach the peerless martial art realm of being neither heaven nor man, neither Yin nor Yang.
"Fortunately, this is the red tear of the holy beast, not the real Empress Dowager. I hope he won't be as miserable as Empress Dowager Gong." Thinking of Empress Dowager Bai, Bai Cangdong sighed softly in his heart.
"Red tears... Red tears..." Qihua Daoist walked up to Honglei with an excited expression, and was about to touch Honglei's cheek with trembling fingers.
But Honglei looked indifferent, with a movement of the red sword in his hand, the red sword light flashed, the palm of Daoist Qihua was almost cut off, and Honglei still had an indifferent face.
"Don't worry, real person, I'll transfer Honglei back to you right away." Bai Cangdong released Honglei, and now Honglei is under his name, and the control is in Bai Cangdong's hands.
Really Qihua nodded happily, Bai Cangdong handed over the control of Honglei to Qihua, but Qihua's expression changed, he had no way to get the control of Honglei.
"Fate from the past life, evil in the present life, Qihua, you are not my master, nor should you be." Honglei suddenly spoke, which startled Bai Cangdong.
Bai Cangdong has never seen such a wise holy beast. It is exactly the same as a human being. It is also a holy beast. The IQ of the big white goose is much worse than that of the red tear.
"As expected of an extraordinary holy beast, it is too powerful. It is also a humanoid holy beast. I don't know if that wolf girl has a chance to be extraordinary." Bai Cangdong secretly envied him, but he didn't know that the wolf girl was Part of Mingyue Xin's origin has been transformed, and she is already extraordinary by nature.
Real Qihua heard Honglei's words, and his originally excited face suddenly became very lonely, as if he was begging for Honglei's tail and said: "I have lost her, now I only have you, I can't If I lose you again, please stay by my side."
"She has never belonged to you, and you have never lost her." After Honglei finished speaking, she got up and walked to Bai Cangdong, and said indifferently: "Send me back to the virtual world."
Bai Cangdong was stunned, and then looked at the real Qihua, only to see that the real Qihua was lying on the ground crying into tears, and he had no intention of objecting at all. Bai Cangdong thought for a while, and then took back the red tears. boundary.
"Ahem, real man, what do you think we should do with this matter?" Bai Cangdong naturally loves the holy beast Honglei very much in his heart, wishing he could take Honglei directly as his own, not to mention Honglei's spiritual wisdom Such a high level, just being extraordinary is already a priceless treasure. Although he is only at the level of a holy scribe now, he can continue to upgrade. He may not know what level he can reach in the future. The potential is too great.
But this is a transaction after all, Honglei belongs to real Qihua, and Bai Cangdong is not qualified to take him as his own.
Realist Qihua ignored Bai Cangdong, fell on the ground and cried loudly, and didn't stop for a long time, making Bai Cangdong feel very embarrassed by the side, either staying or leaving.
After much difficulty, Daoist Qihua stopped crying, and slowly sat up from the ground, staring at Bai Cangdong without blinking with a pair of red and swollen eyes, making Bai Cangdong hairy all over.
"Really, what do you think about this matter? That Honglei's spiritual intelligence is too high, even if I give up his control, he can refuse to give up his original control to anyone, unless he wants to, no one can To become his master again, what should I do?" Bai Cangdong quickly said to Master Qihua with a bitter face, but he was a little happy in his heart, if he could keep the red tears behind, it would be a big surprise from the sky The cake is still the kind that is big enough to smash people to death.
Thanks for the wandering passers-by and the rewards.
(end of this chapter)
