Chapter 377: One-year-old addition to the sound of firecrackers!

Chapter 377: One-year-old addition to the sound of firecrackers!

   Chapter 377 One-year-old addition to the sound of firecrackers!

   Before the old star, the jungle, the tomb.

  Ding Yin looked at the woman in her thirties who was hugging and crying in her arms, and was dazed:

   "You are Afu..."

   He looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief, and her appearance was vaguely similar to the most precious woman in his heart:

   "You really are alive."

   "Yes, it's me!"

  Han Zifu looked at Ding Yin, and after holding back her excitement, she said, "Uncle Ding..."

   "How did you survive!"

  Ding Yin is extremely shocking:

   "When I..."

   When Miesheng launched the war against the Nine Realms that year, it was when Ding Yin broke through to the Four Nine Scattered Immortals. He was crossing the tribulation in Chenxing at that time, and that drop of Taiyi True Water was the result of that chance.

  Suddenly learned that Miesheng built an army with nine ambassadors and invaded the nine stars. His first thought at that time was to rush back to Zhenxing, which is his hometown and sect.

   But suddenly he received a letter for help from his beloved.

   is also the elder of the woman in front of him, a witch named Han Yinsha. At that time, this witch was the saint of the Suixing Wu clan and the chief priest.

   At that time, he was faced with whether to return to the town of Xingzongmen first or to help the Wugu tribe of the Wuzu tribe next year...

   In the end, he chose to go to the nearest Suixing first, and then take the Wu people back to Zhenxing.

   was unexpected.

   He was all late.

When he went to Suixing, the entire place where the Wugu tribe of the Wuzu tribe was all turned to scorched earth. He found the belongings and bones of the witch Han Yinsha in the ruins. There were thousands of holes in the bones. , drilled out a strip of black bugs, which was the result of the witch clan's forbidden witchcraft 'Nine Songs of the Netherworld'.

And when Ding Yin returned to Zhenxing, he also saw the scene of his own enlightenment Xianzong being exterminated by the messenger of the heaven, and when he was about to be killed by the messenger of the heaven, the nine star masters raised their hands together. Star soaring, it is better to say that it is soaring, it is better to say that the nine immortal stars are pulled into the nine layers of eternal stillness, sealed for thousands of years, and it is only now slowly recovering.

  So, Ding Yin didn't expect at this time that the people of the Wugu tribe who he thought were completely dead back then were actually still alive.

Han Zifu couldn't hide her feeling of being reunited with her relatives, she cried with joy: "No matter if I'm still alive, there are more than a dozen Wugu people who have survived with me thousands of miles away, Uncle Ding, you want to follow me to see. Are they?"

  Ding nodded and went.

   When he really saw that there were still some Wu people alive, his heart was sour and he was speechless for a while.

   Then, at the invitation of Han Zifu, he stayed here for one night.

   In the evening, Han Zifu finally asked Ding Yinlai Suixingmu. After she calmed down, she also thought that since Uncle Ding thought that everyone was dead, he shouldn't be looking for her.

Ding Yindao: "The original intention was to come to worship you... Aunt, by the way, go to the place where the Lord of Suixingxing sleeps, try your luck, and see if I can get his advice, and give me the Suixing Great Immortal Technique 'removing the Suizhu'. Chance."

   "Uncle Ding wants to practice to remove Suizhu, this is only the bloodline of Suixing Sanxian can comprehend..."

Han Zifu said, looking at Ding Yin not explaining too much, her heart softened and said: "I know the sleeping place of Fang Xingzhu, after waking up, I also searched for other places on Suixing. There are tens of billions of living beings today, and the rest are less than 10,000, but the Purple Bamboo Forest where Fang Xingzhu lives is often visited by people."

   The next day.

   The two set out from this dense forest of the witch tribe, under the cultivation of Ding Yin's four or nine scattered immortals, but within a short time, they arrived at the "Purple Bamboo Forest" in the mouth of Han Zifu.

   Looking at it in mid-air, the bamboo forest is like a sea, and the purple air is surging, like a purple ocean.

   Two people lowered the cloud head and walked in the purple bamboo forest.

   Occasionally, the sound of peacocks can be heard, which brings some holy atmosphere here.

After entering the forest for thirty or forty miles, I finally suddenly became enlightened. At the end of my line of sight, I saw a hut, a tall and thin figure in a long robe, with one hand behind him, and the other hand leaning on a bamboo stick, the texture was not mud or mud. Wood is like half bamboo and half mud.

   "Junior Han Zifu, meet the star master!"

Even though there was a mud body with her back to them, Han Zifu knelt down sincerely. If it wasn't for the star master in front of her, who took her to the Nine Heavens, how could she and those clansmen survive until later.

   "Star Lord, Fang Jiu Nian!"

  Ding Yin also stared at the back in a trance, but soon, he looked at the bamboo stick in the hands of the old star master Fang Jiu Nian, and said to himself:

   "This one is the Great Immortal Technique of the Sui Xingzhu, 'Removing the Sui Bamboo'."

"Yes, this bamboo stick in the hands of Fang Xingzhu is probably the great immortal art, the so-called 'one-year-old elimination in the sound of firecrackers', this immortal art of the star-lord is to comprehend the law of vitality of the old star to the extreme, so The art of depriving life essence created."

  Han Zifu stood beside Ding Yin, looked at the bamboo stick in the hand of the star master Fang Jiu Nian, and said:

"I heard that this bamboo stick makes a loud noise, mortals are removed from one year, monks are removed by a thousand years, and scattered immortals are removed by ten thousand years. You see that bamboo stick has a total of seven sections. It is said that since the star master created this technique, it has never been used. You Sanxian can hear the complete seven sounds of firecrackers to eliminate the old age."

  Seven sounds, mortals lose seven years of lifespan, monks lose seven thousand years, and loose immortals lose seventy thousand years...

  Ding Yin looked at the bamboo and said, "Chen Ying would rather resist seven sounds?"

  Han Zifu's expression stopped abruptly.

   She showed a bitter smile. She really didn't know how to answer this question. She must have resisted it, but she didn't know how she resisted it.

   But if you say that you can't resist, how can they be slaughtered to the current number of sporadically slaughtered by the trillions of people from the nine-star scattered immortal generation.

   is at the moment of sadness in her heart.

   But suddenly I heard a voice coming from my ear:

   "Junior Ding Yin, please remove Senior Suizhu and see your spirit!"

  Han Zifu turned her head and stared blankly at Ding Yin.

   She heard right.

  Uncle Ding asked for this bamboo in the hands of the star master?

I saw that Ding Yin didn't look at Han Zifu at all, and only looked at the mud body in front of him with dignified eyes, and said: "The younger generation knows that the great immortal arts of the nine major star masters are all in the realm of magic and soul, so there are also magic spells. Lingzhi, this matter was informed by the Immortal Art Earth Emperor Suppressing Prison Tower, Senior Nangong Shi, the Star Master, and please see Senior Chu Suizhu…”

   For a time, the bamboo forest was windy.

   Bamboo leaves rustled.

   But no one answered.

but.

   is in another time and space where the situation is almost identical.

  The wind blows the bamboo forest.

  The purple bamboo leaves swayed and collided with each other, like the bells and whistles of the wind everywhere.

  In the bamboo forest.

  A thin man with a figure that looks like a slender bamboo. Sitting on a bamboo chair in front of the bamboo house, his slender knuckles slapped the bamboo table rhythmically, as if it matched the natural sound of the bamboo leaves colliding.

   This man's face is elegant, and he seems to be a handsome young man.

   looks over thirty years old.

  Suddenly.

  In the vast sky of purple bamboo forests, everything is quiet.

  Fang Jiu Nian, who was not yet the 30-year-old man of the next year's Xing Xingzhu, opened his eyes and muttered to himself:

   "There are experts visiting!"

   There was a trace of melancholy and pride in his eyes that would make women fascinated, but at this moment, the voice of a black-clothed Taoist priest who appeared out of thin air three thousand miles away from the Purple Bamboo Forest was reflected in his eyes.

   Three thousand miles away.

  Purple bamboo forest, the world seems to be frozen.

   Only the black-clothed Taoist priest's robes and sleeves fluttered like a flag.

  Fang Jiu Nian looked at this Taoist priest three thousand miles away, and felt at least five or nine scattered immortals on his body.

   "Who are you? Come uninvited and break into my purple bamboo forest."

   "Chen Sha, who is not talented, came here to experience Mr. Fang's 'Sacred Art of Removing the New Year'."

   The Taoist priest in black opened his mouth.

   is Chen Sha.

  This world, of course, is also the experience of Fang Jiu's past Eternal Light Fragments that Chen Sha came to, the first chapter "Bamboo Forest Yayin".

   (end of this chapter)