This Damned Thirst for Survival - Chapter 221

Shiki God Luozhu lurked around the Jokhang Temple with other Shiki Gods. They are very close to the Jokhang Temple. Once the fate is summoned, they can rush past as quickly as possible.

Luo Zhu is the only female **** among the three big gods around the Fate Man. She has a calm and bold personality, and she is vigorous and vigorous. She is assigned to protect the Fate Man on the front line.

There was silence in front of the Jokhang Temple, and the forest was extremely quiet, with only the sound of birds flying out of the forest.

Luo Zhu lay in ambush on the tree, staring at the Jokhang Temple. After a wisp of wind blew the tip of her nose, she suddenly smelled of burnt smoke.

Luo Zhu followed the smell and got up, turning his head and looking behind him.

A shallow gray smoke emerged from the jungle in the distance, gathering in the air continuously.

on fire?

Luo Zhu sent a shikigami to take a look. However, Shishen did not come back for five minutes after he left. Luo Zhu sank in his heart and jumped from the tree, and divided Shishen into two teams. One team went to the Jokhang Temple with her to inform the owner that there was an abnormal change in the mountain. A team went to check the location of the incident.

After assigning the manpower, Luo Zhu did not hesitate to rush to the Jokhang Temple with the shikigami.

But when he was about to arrive at the Jokhang Temple, Luo Zhu stopped and stretched out his hand to signal the people behind him to stop.

In front of them, Master Chengde and his three disciples blocked the road tightly.

Master Chengde smiled kindly, “This benefactor, Jokhang Temple does not entertain pilgrims today.”

Luo Zhu knew that her master did not want to offend the Jokhang Temple, so her attitude was also very polite, “Master Chengde, I need to see Master Fate if I have something to do.”

Master Chengde disagreed and said: “The destiny is now at a critical moment. You can’t disturb him. Once you disturb him, it will ruin his major event.”

As soon as these words came out, most of the Shikigami who followed Luo Zhu hesitated. But Luo Zhu did not waver in the slightest. She knew that it would be useless to talk to Master Chengde. She decided to take care of the past, “Master, offended.”

The shikigami subconsciously followed Luo Zhu to plan to bypass Master Chengde and the others, but a Buddhist bead hit Luo Zhu with lightning speed. Luo Zhu dodged in a thrill, looking at Master Chengde suspiciously.

The three disciples of Master Chengde raised their palms in front of them, and unanimously read the scriptures silently. As their lips continued to open and close, Luo Zhu felt his brain dizzy as if being hit by a bell drum.

The comer is not good!

Luo Zhu tried his best to keep himself awake, and said decisively: “Change way!”

Master Chengde had this attitude towards them, which shows that the true **** of Jokhang Temple is a trap. They must pass this news to adults.

Master Chengde said sharply: “Don’t try to escape!”

He also read the scriptures with his disciples.

The shikigami fell to the ground in pain one by one, but Luo Zhu stumbled and escaped here by gritted teeth and disappeared into the jungle.

The disciples gradually stopped chanting, and the older disciple asked worriedly: “Master, shall we not catch up?”

Master Chengde said: “Let’s keep this road well. No matter where she flees, as long as she wants to go to the Jokhang Temple, she will definitely be stopped by others.”

As he was talking, he suddenly sighed: “Half a year ago, what a majesty the Fate Man… But you see, after half a year, the people who followed him either disappeared or fell to Jiang Luochiyou, so short. In time, the situation has completely changed. If it were placed half a year ago, who could believe it?”

The disciple couldn’t help but nodded, and said nervously: “Master, do you think the destiny will be killed in the end?”

Master Cheng De’s face became cold, and he sneered, “He must die if he doesn’t die today!”

After finishing speaking, Master Cheng De looked around, the thick smoke in the forest was getting bigger and bigger, birds and animals were frightened everywhere, and the trees fell to the ground with loud noises without interruption.

The weather was fine, but I don’t know when a black cloud rose up and kept approaching the Jokhang Temple.

Looking at it from a distance, there is a sense of oppression by the army.

Master Chengde laughed suddenly, “Fate, with today’s situation, you will not be shabby even if you die.”

The country’s troops surrounded the entire Jokhang Temple at the bottom to prevent the enemy from fleeing after defeat. Chi You’s manpower and their well-known old guys, regardless of people, ghosts, and ghosts, all stopped here to protect the Jokhang Temple, and there were Jiang Luo and others in the temple.

In this wave of fate, the death is really not injustice.

There is tranquility in the Jokhang Temple.

The fatalist entered the temple of the true **** and worshipped respectfully, “The junior has already admitted his fault.”

He put on three sticks of incense, and after a while, the true **** asked: “Are you sincerely aware of your mistakes?”

The fatalist smiled and said: “Of course it is sincere and knowing the wrong. After being taught by the seniors, the juniors have already understood the four words’all dharmas are empty’.”

“Yes,” the true **** said with satisfaction for a long time, “it is very rare to correct if you know your mistakes. Forget it, come in.”

The fatalist straightened up and looked at the door of the room near Chi Chi.

The true **** is inside the door, and once a fatalist enters the room, what awaits him is either a crisis or the great road to becoming a god. The Fate had been waiting for two hundred years, and he finally waited for this day.

The Fate Man closed his eyes, calmed down the overly agitated emotions, and stepped forward and pushed the door open.

Behind the door, there is a broad and simple hall.

In the hall is enshrined the Buddha statue of Shakyamuni. The fatalist was a little surprised. He tentatively said: “Senior?”

“I’m here,” a distant voice came from the room, making it hard to tell which direction the sound came from, “Fate, you surprised me. I didn’t expect you to be able to do this.”

The fatalist said modestly: “The juniors dare not be, and I ask the seniors to continue to teach the juniors.”

The true **** also simply said: “You are only one step away from becoming a **** at this moment.”

Rao is a fatalistic man with weak temperament. Hearing these words, he couldn’t help but jump twice quickly, breathing slightly faster. He was silent for a few seconds, “Say it, please.”

True Shinto: “This last step is the most difficult and painful. If you can’t do it, all your previous efforts will be abandoned. I don’t know if you can make up your mind to bear this pain?”

The fatalist smiled slightly, “The junior is ready.”

“Okay,” Zhen Shinhwa asked, turning around, “Do you remember what I said to you earlier?”

The fatalist nodded respectfully, “Senior, the younger generation dare not forget a word.”

True Shendao: “Then you should remember that those people who changed from human to gods I told you about, whether it is Zhang Tianshi or Guan Gong, whether it is Three Emperors and Five Emperors or Ding Fu, they are all gods who can become gods only after death.”

The fatalist was taken aback.

True Shinto: “Only when you die, can you be ordained as a **** after death.”

Silent.

There was silence in the entire Buddhist temple.

The smile on the Fate Man’s face slowly disappeared.

What does the true **** mean, playing with him?

But when you think about it carefully, what he said does seem to make some sense. People who have become gods since ancient times are really gods who have completed their merits after death.

But how is it possible that the last step of becoming a **** is death?

If the destined person dies, but he has not become a god?

This is an endless loop. If what the true **** says is true, then a fatal man cannot become a **** if he does not die. But when he is dead, who can guarantee that the destined person will become a god?

True God seemed to have expected it a long time ago, “Look, you can’t even do this step, you will just squander the place.”

The fatal man’s eyes were dull, he closed his eyes lightly, and a shadow cast down his snow-colored eyelashes, “Senior, can there be a second way.”

“That’s all,” Shinshin said, “Let me help you.”

When the Fate Man opened his eyes, he heard the voice of the true **** getting closer and closer.

No, it’s not getting closer and closer, it’s the lack of mystery and mystery in the voice.

The fatalist subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure walking out from behind the Buddha statue. With a familiar face, this man smiled at him, mixed with ridiculous mockery, “Let me help you die, senior.”

It’s Jiang Luo.

How could it be Jiang Luo? !

The expression of the fatal man split in an instant. He stared at Jiang Luo in disbelief, unable to believe that the true **** he had always believed in turned out to be him.

How could it be Jiang Luo!

Astonishment, anger, and desperate disappointment poured out on the face of the fatal man one by one. The Fate Man recalled the bits and pieces of the past month, thinking of his respect to the true God and the scene of proactively acknowledging the secret of the prophecy, his face turned pale.

He gritted his teeth, “You played the true god, come to deceive me?”

Jiang Luo, “How can you say that you are pretending?”

He chuckled, “Am I helping you become a god?”

Jiang Luo shook his arm, and the huge golden dragon roared out of the Yin-Yang ring. Jiang Luo glanced at the fatalist with a smile, “You don’t even know Chenlong in the ring of yin and yang?”

Without waiting for the destiny to speak, he took it on his own: “Oh, I forgot. This yin and yang ring was forged by others for the second time. You don’t know what the yin and yang ring will do for a long time.”

Sentence by sentence, it was like cold water pouring over, completely shattering all the hope and ease of the Fate Man, and crushed it under his feet. The fatalist’s waiting for half a month all turned into a joke.

All his hopes of becoming a **** were completely broken into pieces.

The Fate Man’s face was pale, and when he was in despair, Jiang Luo unexpectedly rushed in front of him, wrapped a fist with overwhelming power, and hit the Fate Man severely.

Chenlong and his fist slammed into the destiny fiercely.

With a loud noise, the fatalist smashed the door of the room and fell straight into the huge courtyard.

Jiang Luo used the word spirit to settle the fate for a short time. He drew out the dagger, almost without hesitation, immediately drew it towards the throat of the fate.

But just after cutting his skin, Jiang Luo was knocked out by a powerful force. He stood firmly and looked up, and there were already two shikigami standing behind the fatalist.

This guy really has the means to save his life.

Jiang Luo wasn’t sure if he had cut his vocal cords, but he knew that he would never give the destined man time to speak.

Jiang Luo quickly wrote the word “water”, and the word “water” flickered, turning into a huge water mass and attacking the three people of Fate. The two shikigami stopped in front of the destined person and splashed the water ball.

Jiang Luo squinted, and relentlessly wrote the word “Thunder” in his hand. He threw the word “Thunder” into the sky, and then clenched his five fingers, pulling it off quickly as if pulling something. The dark clouds were densely covered above the temple, and the silver thunder and lightning fell fiercely, revealing the power of thunder through the wet water.

The Fate Man avoided in time, but his two Shikigami turned into two charred little paper men under the thunder and lightning, and they fell on the ground and turned into ashes.

The fatalist looked at Jiang Luo again, as strange as he had known Jiang Luo for the first time.

When he was caught off guard before he could fight back, Jiang Luo had already taken advantage and unstoppably expanded this advantage. By now, the Fate Man had completely lost his first opportunity.

The shock and anger of being deceived were still surging in his heart, and the fatalist touched the wound on his neck, his eyes deep.

With such a big movement in the Jokhang Temple, logically speaking, his shikigami should have rushed over, but the reality is that no shikigami has arrived.

The destined man is not a fool. After waking up from the obsession of becoming a god, he understood that he had a plot that lasted for a month.

For a whole month, the other party set up one trap after another, just to trap him in the Jokhang Temple today.

Jiang Luo wanted him to die.

The fatalist knows that at this moment, the most sensible way is to escape.

This is a trap, so Jiang Luo is not the only one to deal with him. There is a high probability that his shikigami has been wiped out. Only to escape is the best decision. The faster and sooner he escapes, he will have the chance to make a comeback.

The fatalist took a deep breath and suppressed the various emotions in his heart. Immediately turned around and ran out quickly.