Chapter 1189: Is anyone thinking about me?

"Receive his body and bring it back to the Masters!"
Since it is dead, all the grudges will disappear.
Sighing, Wu Shi waved his hand.
This Tianshi, with his power, even though he is only a deputy, is actually similar to the rights of the owner. One person is alone... I thought that both the morning and the evening could impact the eight-star teacher to reach a higher level and dream. Unexpectedly, I finally died here.
Thinking is awkward.
No one is offended by the offense... It seems that the previous decision was correct.
The two elders came to the front and collected the body. Wu Shi then looked around and said: "What about Zhang?"
The battle was fierce just now, and he didn’t care about him. He didn’t pay attention to where Zhang was hanging.
"The owner entered the hole..."
Jinyuan Ding jumped a bit.
"Deep hole?"
Wu Shi and others discovered that on the side of the garden, I did not know when a stone door came out.
"It’s the lock matrix that covers the breath, so I didn’t find it...

Come to the front, Wu Shidao.
This array of methods blocks all breaths, so they don’t find anything even if they fight not far.
However, when the array method is hidden, it cannot be seen. Now the stone door is opened, like the bottle that opens the bottle cap, and then it can't be found, it is not worthy of being a seven-star master.
"Go in and see!"
Nodded, Wu Shi went up and went in.
Zhang Jiuqi and others followed, and just heard a voice that was full of depression: "Take me a hand..."
The crowd turned their heads, only to find that Jin Yuanding also planned to come in, but was blocked outside the stone door, three large legs were stuck outside the portal, it seems full of resentment.
This guy can get bigger, but if you want to get smaller, it's not that easy.
It’s like a sorcerer’s soul, who wants to get into a small tire and can’t do it.
The crowd smashed the portal with a slap in the face, which saved the stuck stove.
The smashing of the earth is broken, and Jin Yuanding is satisfied with the people behind him. He is full of pride and flies to the stone steps.
The time is not long, I came to the underground palace.
I saw the lava and the altar, and I saw it, sitting on the ground and motionless.
"Zhang Shi..."
The crowd gathered around.
Wu Shi’s face is white, and his eyes are full of disbelief:
Without breathing and heartbeat, Zhang is dead? How is this possible?

In front of him, there is no feeling of breathing and heartbeat, like a statue.
He is a famous teacher and a sacred person. How can he die in such a small place?
When I was at a loss, I heard the sound of Jin Yuanding’s voice humming.
"Death? Death and death? My master is practicing a special practice, you all play!"
When at the Qiuwu Palace, Jin Yuanding once hanged into the interior of the lava, knowing that when he cultivated a certain method of practice, the soul was separated from the body, and the body was exactly the same as the death. It is not surprising.
"Works?"
"What kind of exercises can you make people feel a little less?"
Everyone frowned and didn't believe it.
As a famous teacher, I have seen a lot of knowledge, and I have never heard of it. If you practice your exercises, your body will become exactly the same as the dead body!
"Where can there be such a practice in this world?" Zhang Jiuyi also shook his head.
As a family child, I have seen a lot of strange things, but like this, the heart doesn't jump, the breath doesn't, the body is a little stiff... The most important thing, the words can't hear, There is no awareness at all...
Not what is death?
Even if the gods are out, there will be heartbeat and breathing.
When you hear him, everyone has the same doubts.
"Love letter does not believe!" Jin Yuanding twisted a huge body.
If you have a face, you must have despised everyone.
A group of famous teachers, even their own knowledge of a stove, there is no real old hat!
"I know it with a gas exploration..."
Is it dead? Just look at it and you will know.
After finishing, Jin Yuanding did not wait to speak. Zhang Jiuyi’s palm stretched out and grabbed Zhang Suhang.
Infuriating into the body, as long as the meridians remain soft and the five internal organs are still full of activity, it indicates that they are alive.
The palm of the hand just fell on Zhang Sushang. Suddenly, he felt a fierce force, rushing in. It seemed to be stared at by the beast. The pupils shrank and Zhang Jiuyan’s body swelled suddenly.
I was trying to avoid, but it was too late, and I saw a palm, with endless power, and fell on his handsome face.
After, the mouth slammed, and the entire face was twisted like a gourd, and it flew out.
Hey! Hey!
The blood is vomiting in the mouth, and the body flies out. He hits the wall of the underground palace and his face is white, like white paper.
The wall was pulled out of the big pit, like the sausage that was nailed to it. Zhang Jiu couldn't help but tear the tears.
"I will try it... I haven't died, I won't be so hard..."
As a victim, naturally I know who made the palm just now, not someone else, just sitting on the ground, like a hanging of a dead body.
Do not try to die or die?
As for killing people, would you like me?
In an instant, Zhang Jiuyi felt that his heart was tired.
Anyway, since I knew this guy, I haven’t had a good day.
Struggling to climb out of the wall and look at each other again, seeing the culprit who flew himself, not only did not swear, but the eyes did not open, still sitting still in place.
It seems that the matter just happened, and he has no relationship with him.
"I said that the master is practicing some kind of exercises, but he doesn't listen..."
Seeing this scene, shaking his body, Jin Yuanding is full of "you deserve it."
"Really cultivation..."
Wu Shi and others are pumping their mouths.
I have seen eccentricity in cultivation, I have never seen such a strange thing.
Is there such a practice in the world?
"Since Zhang is practicing, we are waiting here, the ancient elders, you go to the famous teacher's hall, bring some people over, block this, and report things to the headquarters truthfully!"
After a while, Wu Shi told me.
"Yes!" An elder retired.
......
A moment ago, a moment of whirl, Zhang Hang opened his eyes again and came to a dilapidated house.
There is still an altar underneath, and it should be connected to the one in the underground palace. Here the soul is taken away and it is here.
There is a special suction on the altar that keeps him on the top and can't move. It's hard to escape in a short time.
"Zhang Shi, we met again!"
Want to look around, I heard a faint sound, looked up, and immediately saw a bronze masked man not far away, facing side to himself, with his hands behind his back.
"Is it you?"
Frowning frowns, Zhang hangs out.
It was before the Jianbao Pavilion that the bronze mask of the unsettled old man’s paintings was made to crack the seal.
"Yes!" The bronze mask nodded and turned around: "If I didn't read it correctly, the content under the seal of the painting was changed by you!"
"Changed?"
Shake his head and hang his eyebrows, and his face is righteous: "How is this possible? Don't say if I have this ability, even if I have it, as a teacher, I can't change other people's paintings at will." This has infringed on the copyrights of others, and my generation does not take it too!"
"Do you want to take?"
Bronze mask, the eyes suddenly smashed up: "The painting only has your consciousness into it. After unlocking the seal, it becomes another appearance. Not only the style is different, but even the mood is different. It is not you. Who else will be there?"
The seal is untied, and it is not the one that I speculate, but the beauty of the bath, he can hardly believe.
However, after going back, I thought about it and found out something was wrong.
You can find eight paintings and find the seals that exist in it. His understanding of paintings and calligraphy is not worse than that of Mengchong.
The beauty of the bathing pictures below the seal, although it is trying to imitate, can be compared with the solid version of the old man without sadness, there is still a big difference.
In order to make the picture flat, the old man who is not sad will rather cut off the layer and put a seal on it... The neatness and symmetry of the picture has reached a paranoid realm.
The later picture, although it looks equally neat and tidy, is attached to a pile of rock, plus the ink color is newer, it is easy to see that someone deliberately added it.
Before re-opening the seal, only this consciousness entered it, and it is not difficult to speculate.
"This is a misunderstanding to me. The beauty is out of the bath. Although the scope is not big, it is very fine. My consciousness enters the picture. There is not much time in total. You think... someone can make such a level in such a short time. Painting?"
After hanging his head, he couldn’t tell the truth.
"This..." The bronze mask frowned.
He is also very strange about this.
From the other party's consciousness into the picture, to unlock the seal, no more than three minutes in total, in such a short period of time, make a picture, merge into another picture, people can not see the flaws in a short time Don't say it is him, even if it is an eight-star painter, I am afraid it is very difficult to do it.
However, who is not in front of him, who will be?
It can be guaranteed that this picture was taken out of the day and not seen by others.
"The time is short, it is impossible to draw a picture. Besides, it is not me who is conscious of it." Seeing him hesitate, Zhang Hang continued.
"Not you one?"
"Yeah, have you forgotten? The Zhang Jiuyi consciousness has also entered, and the result has been spiritually attacked, and the durian has grown up!" Zhang Hangdao.
"Yes! Zhang Jiuyi’s consciousness has also entered..." The bronze mask was heavy.
"He is a Zhang family, the sacred door valve is terrible, I don't think I have to say more, this family, I like to grab someone else's things, don't say a picture, and people can grab it! The method of sealing, perhaps there is a magic weapon on the body, quietly used, it will change the contents inside, so that you can not find it!"
Zhang Hang Road.
"The sage Zhang family..." The bronze mask was pulled out at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes showed fear.
It seems that he has heard of this saint door valve and knows the strength and horror of the other side.
......
Auntie!
Just after applying the medicine, Zhang Jiuyi, who felt a comfortable face, suddenly sneezed and looked stunned. This is... Someone thought of me?
It has been hit, and suddenly someone is worried, think about it, there is still some little excitement!