Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 441: Forgot

Chapter 441: Forgetting on the Way of a Half-demon Raising an Immortal

"You, stop..."

"Whatever you want, I'll give it to you..."

Several four-winged lanterns float in the sky.

In the candlelight, Lu Tong stretched out his tail and wrapped it around Wei Hu's neck, raising it in front of him.

Wei Hu was covered in wounds.

At the shoulders, the arms have disappeared, and snow-white bones are exposed in the large areas of flesh and blood; on the abdomen, the soft armor is pierced, revealing a **** hole as big as a fist; the legs are limp and drooped under the body, like a couch. The bones were drawn.

Wei Hu spat out a mouthful of blood and continued: "Underworld, I will take you into the underworld."

"No need."

Lu Tong shook his head.

The tail tightened, and with a slight "crunching" sound, Wei Hu's eyes popped out of his sockets little by little, and finally his head tilted without making any sound.

Not far away, the three remaining jade pillars quickly dimmed and fell towards the water.

Lu Tong curled up the corners of his mouth, stared at the eyeballs that almost protruded from the sockets, and said slowly: "Stop pretending."

Wei Hu made no sound.

He added: "Dai Qimin once asked for a 'treasure carrying the Tao'. This treasure comes from the power of the 'Chariot'. It is said that it can bring people back to life."

To be honest, I have been reading books recently to catch up on updates, switch sources, read aloud with many sounds, and it can be used on both Android and Apple. 】

The treasure that carries the Tao, a treasure given by great powers and immortals.

When the monks in the underworld break through the golden elixir and put the Taoist treasure into the formation, they can obtain the native spells given by the powerful.

Wei Hu used this treasure when he broke through the golden elixir.

I have never cast any natal spells after my breakthrough, but everyone in the underworld must be recorded in the "Fish and Dragon Book", which includes everything such as place of origin, method, cultivation, and magic weapons.

People in the land of ancient immortals have read the "Fish and Dragon Book", and Wei Hu's natal spell is "Cicada Slough".

Wei Hu still didn't respond.

Lu Tong waited quietly.

After nearly a cup of tea, spiritual energy gathered around him, and Wei Hu's eyebrows suddenly began to beat. After a while, the flesh on his forehead cracked.

Then the hair, face, body, etc., all corners began to crack.

A gust of wind blew by, and countless skin flakes and dead flesh fell off.

Wei Hu lost a lot of weight and slowly moved his eyes.

Lu Tong looked up and down, looked at his bare shoulders, and said, "No more?"

Wei Hu woke up and looked very depressed. He looked at the long knife inserted in Lu Tong's heart and his eyes fell into despair.

"I, I don't want to die."

"No one wants to die."

Lu Tong's thoughts moved slightly, his tail began to tighten again, and he said slowly: "You don't want to die, and Hushu Sheng doesn't want to die, but you can't control your life or death."

"Uh..."

Wei Hu hung in the air, swung violently a few times, stuck his tongue out of his mouth, and let out short breaths of "uh" again and again.

A moment later, he took his last breath and died again.

Lu Tong pulled out the long knife from his chest.

Wei Hu's long sword is made from a piece of ivory. The blade is slightly rounded and does not stain with blood.

Lu Tong swung his long knife.

A head flew up, and as a purple flame emerged, the head quickly burned into a pile of charcoal.

He took off the stored mana and peeled off the broken soft armor.

He burned the remaining corpses, put away a few lanterns, and flew in the direction of the fall of Hulao.

On the dark water, a awning boat floats quietly.

Lu Tong's eyes flashed, he landed on the deck and opened the curtain. Four topaz short sticks were placed on the table in the cabin.

A familiar figure sat at the table.

The round head, big eyes, and beard were the Wei Hu who had just been killed.

Lu Tongyun started the "Dou Tian Method", got into the cabin, and sat opposite "Wei Hu".

"Wei Hu" poured a cup of tea and handed it over, saying, "Are you injured?"

Lu Tong looked at his heart.

When I run my natal spell every day, all the essence and blood in my body have turned into blood spirits. The knife wound on my heart has healed, but there are still some blood scabs remaining outside the wound.

He rubbed off the blood scab, stared at the opposite side, and said, "Why don't you dare to show your true identity?"

The contact person never shows up.

Lu Tong has always had a feeling that this person is Jing Xin, but he cannot confirm it.

The eyebrows on "Wei Hu's" face changed rapidly, turning into a ball of white light without facial features, and he said: "It's very dangerous."

The voice was cold and without any emotion.

"What danger?"

Bai Guang's mouth moved a few times and said: "Once you enter the underworld, everything before it must disappear, otherwise it will harm others and yourself."

Lu Tong's face became more solemn.

He has always been very cautious. In order to hide his identity this time, he discarded all the magic weapons that might be exposed, but it seemed that it was not enough.

"What do you mean."

Bai Guang raised his palm, and countless silk threads were entangled in his palm, turning into a silk cocoon, like a ball of thread rolled out by a clumsy woman.

"This is everyone in the mortal world, and it is also our greatest support. Countless monks will not be exposed as long as there is no thread, but once a thread appears..."

In the silk thread, a small thread was drilled out.

The white palm grabbed the end of the thread and pulled it out three feet, then pulled hard and pulled out a little person.

The square face and thick eyebrows are exactly what Lu Tong looks like.

White light pinches the villain to death.

Lu Tong twitched his eyebrows and asked, "What is thread?"

"Everything. Dharma, magic weapon, preference, temperament, mantra..."

Bai Guang talked for a long time.

Lu Tong's face gradually darkened, he raised his arm and said, "Where is this demon-transforming arm?"

"Same."

"So, the tail and wings won't work either?"

"Yes."

"Is it okay to do it secretly without revealing your identity?"

"Once it appears, it will leave traces, and if there are traces, there will be threads. Once you enter the underworld, you must start from scratch, and everything that happened before must be forgotten."

Lu Tong frowned. ~IndoMTL.com~ In this case, the most powerful means such as the unicorn legs, tail, wings, etc. are all abolished, leaving only a "moon-wearing monkey owl" and a "four-winged barracuda" that have never been used.

Even the Immortal Carp used it once when it first entered Jieshui Lake.

He closed his eyes, exhaled heavily, opened them again, and said, "When will we set off."

"Wait until you completely become 'Wei Hu'."

Lu Tong nodded, collecting blood one by one, and then his eyebrows began to change, quickly becoming like Wei Hu.

"How?"

"Drink tea."

Lu Tong picked up the tea cup and was stunned for a moment when he lifted it halfway, turning his **** into three.

My body used to be so big that **** were enough to hold a tea cup.

And Wei Hu always uses three fingers.

Put the teacup to your mouth, blow on it, drink half the cup in one gulp, and put down the teacup.

"How?"

White light said nothing.

Lu Tong couldn't tell what was wrong and frowned subconsciously.

"Wrong."

"What went wrong?"

"Wei Hu rarely frowns."

Lu Tong looked determined, touched his forehead, his brows gradually relaxed, and said in a deep voice: "I am afraid that this is an unintentional move that cannot be corrected in a short time."

The facial features and eyebrows are extremely varied.

Frowning, raising eyebrows, twisting the nose, curling the lips, smirking, staring, squinting... In addition, touching the nose, touching the face, etc.

Everyone has some small actions that are usually not noticed.

Lu Tong has many worries and often frowns.

But Wei Hu is impatient and always stroking his beard.

Bai Guang stretched out his hand, and an inch-long white needle condensed on his fingertips. With a flick of his finger, the white needle disappeared into his brow.

Lu Tong felt a stinging pain near his eyebrows.

"What are you doing?"

"Help you. One shot at a time until you change."