PFC Chapter 231 One-Horned Skeleton
Chapter 231 One-Horned Skeleton
The state of harmony with the Dao is actually the understanding of the Dao of Heaven. Anyone who can touch and integrate into it can be considered to have reached the state of harmony with the Dao.
Therefore, there are strong and weak people in the Hedao realm. The strong ones can control the world, while the weak ones can probably only simply control the wind and rain.
So... the human-faced crow lost. He was not as crazy as the dragon-clawed rat, nor as desperate as the dragon-clawed rat. The most important thing was that this was the dragon-clawed rat's home court, and everything around it was engraved in its blood and bones.
Sure enough, the human-faced crow discovered that the number of dragon-clawed rats was still endless and the true fire could not be completely cut off, so he thought of escaping.
At this time, the Dragon Claw Rat restrained its attack speed, obviously not intending to let the human-faced crow escape.
Boom!
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck the human-faced crow directly. Although the power was not great, the lightning continued afterwards.
This is a thunder-type spiritual weapon, controlled by the Dragon Claw Rat. It is only taken out now, but it has been planned for a long time.
"You are too weak. You still want revenge. I think you deliberately let me eat you." The dragon claw rat's voice was sharp, full of sarcasm and greed.
"You are making a fool of yourself. You only condensed the feathers, but not the image. You failed."
"As a human being, your own way may be fast, but it is too superficial, just like an arrow. When it encounters strong winds and heavy rains, or a large army, it is useless."
"So, you were doomed to fail from the beginning."
The Dragon Claw Rat spoke eloquently, and Zhang Song nodded secretly. Although this guy had become a weirdo, his understanding of the Dao was still much higher than that of the Human-faced Crow.
"I admit that I underestimated you and thought you were just a mouse. I forgot that you were crazy. You have become a freak. You are so ugly that you probably have nightmares at night."
"Come on, come on, in that case, let's fight to the death!"
The human-faced crow screamed and let go completely. This was also a kind of mental curse. If the opponent was a normal monk, he would probably not be able to bear it. He would be slower and slower, and would be beaten to death by him step by step.
The two ferocious beasts were entangled again.
The appearance of the dragon claw rat attracted the lightning on the mountain ten thousand meters high. After brewing for a while, about ten minutes later, countless lightning snakes shot down from the sky, roaming around, shuttling through the gaps, locking onto the two monsters, biting them fiercely, and emitting dazzling lightning.
Seeing this, Zhang Song shook his head slightly. After all, the Dragon Claw Rat had mutated, and its understanding of thunder and lightning was too superficial. Even if it was given another ten years, it could only advance to the initial stage of He Dao.
It had gone astray and could only hide at the bottom of the Bald Valley. If it appeared outside and its breath was caught by the thunder, no matter how many clones it had, their flesh and blood would not be enough to be destroyed by the lightning.
If one's will is not firm and one's spirit is not strong, even if one has an extremely powerful inheritance, one will still not succeed and will end up like this.
The battle lasted for two hours. Several bolts of lightning, glowing white and as strong as spears, pierced through the bodies of the two beasts.
Zhang Song sat cross-legged on the stone platform, watching the whole process from beginning to end. His cultivation level improved greatly and he even lost control of his body. He almost advanced directly to the True Lord realm.
The little mouse was not dead. There were still a dozen pieces of broken mouse flesh that were constantly wriggling, growing tentacles, and dancing wildly and reaching out to the surroundings.
It grabs any flesh and blood, whether it's its own or that of the human-faced crow, and starts to wriggle and merge.
After the flesh and blood were combined into a basketball-sized ball, an eye and limbs squeezed out of it and drilled deeper into the ditch.
It depends on where you are going and what you have that will make the system evaluate you as being on par with a True Lord level monster.
The dragon claw rat didn't notice Zhang Song following behind it at all, and kept drilling downwards. Some of the cracks were only a dozen centimeters wide, like snake paths, dark and damp, and it was impossible to get in without changing its shape.
at last……
Is this the Daji you were talking about, an existence that can be compared to the monster beasts in the Zhenjun realm?
It is an underground cave with signs of flooding in many places. Now it has turned into layers of rock and dried into stone pillars by wind.
There were countless dry bones scattered around, both human and animal, broken and rotten boxes, and some decayed treasures and weapons.
One of the boxes was opened, revealing the head of a human monk. The monk was very young, about twenty years old, with delicate features, skin as white as jade, and a gentle smile on his face. He looked at Zhang Song with curiosity and innocence.
The box was made of precious Bodhi wood. Now it was cracked, revealing a dozen golden talismans underneath. Some of them had dimmed and shattered, some had turned to ashes, and now only two were still emitting a faint light.
It was strange. Zhang Song's soul was extremely powerful and black and white appeared in his eyes instantly.
Now the head of the human monk in the box has turned into a skeleton, with dried flesh and blood, and a single horn growing in the center of the eyebrows.
There are dense black lines on the white bones. These are Tao lines. Only innate creatures have the chance to be born with them.
If Mo Qingqing could really reach the end of the Spirit Transformation Sutra by practicing it, then the best achievement would be the realm that the one-horned skull in front of her has now.
The Dragon Claw Rat was only in the late stage of the Dharma Realm. It knew that this was a good thing, but it dared not get involved with it. Every time it got closer and absorbed a little of the evil spirit from it. Even so, problems arose in its sea of consciousness without it realizing it. It was infected and gradually became strange without knowing it.
The dragon-clawed rat didn't dare to get close, but Zhang Song didn't care.
With a smile on his face, he was in a very good mood. His ears moved and he opened his big hands. In an instant, countless white ice and snow covered the past. All the flesh, blood, rats and insects were frozen in place like ice sculptures.
“If I don’t go to hell, who will?” An old white jade Buddha appeared with a compassionate face. He walked over and picked up the fruits one by one and put them into his mouth, making a crisp sound of “crackling”.
Zhang Song rubbed his head. He was really not used to it and didn’t like it, looking at two screens and operating two mice at the same time.
He turned around and squatted in front of the one-horned skeleton.
The unicorn skeleton had died long ago, but because it was too powerful and continued to emit the aura of Tao, it was sealed to prevent the aura of Tao from being emitted.
Such a powerful innate creature, a god-level existence, was beheaded and sealed in a wooden box, as if he was used as a tribute. His end was tragic.
You must never be careless at any time. There are too many powerful people in this world. No wonder these True Lords will refine some external incarnations that can walk outside on their behalf. Even if they are killed, it doesn’t matter much.
The difference between a God and a True Lord is that the other is immortal.
The body already carries the substance of immortality, and a single drop of blood can bring about rebirth.
With his sensitive six senses, he could even feel the one-horned skeleton's response. He actually smiled gently and casually, and his empty eyes seemed to be filled with scrutiny and expectation.
It was extremely powerful. If it weren't for the seal, if it hadn't been suppressed for who knows how many years, just getting close to him would be enough to make him lose his mind.
"The God has suffered." Zhang Song sighed, with an air of compassion.
He said sincerely and slowly: "I will lead you to the Immortal Palace, and you will no longer have to endure this kind of lonely and helpless life in the dark."
"Do you have anything to say?"
"Good boy, it is fate that we meet. I have a supreme inheritance here, and I will give it to you."
There were actually thoughts transmitted from the unicorn skull, but the lines seemed familiar, which made Zhang Song raise his eyebrows and almost couldn't help laughing.