King of Golden Cymbals?

Jiang Hao has seen the legend of the new White Snake and knows that this guy is a powerful centipede spirit?

It seems that there is a grudge between the two, and they are one of Bai Suzhen's great enemies. Centipedes are born to restrain snakes. They have armor and are not afraid of poison. With the same strength, snakes are no match for them at all. No wonder Bai Suzhen wants to avoid centipede spirits.

Now Suzhen is her wife, so the man should naturally take care of her wife's affairs.

Jiang Hao thought about how to deal with the centipede spirit.

The Four Tribulation Demon Cultivator is very powerful, but it is not impossible to deal with it.

Use formation?

Seek friends for help?

Or other strategies?

It is best to know more about his situation. The military strategy is that only by knowing oneself and the enemy can one never win a battle. Now I know too little information and it is difficult to plan.

Centipede spirit?

Jiang Hao suddenly thought of his clone.

Before that guy was killed by him, he kept saying that his father would come to avenge him. Could he be the son of King Jinbian?

Even if it is not, I should know it.

Jiang Hao moved his hand and the purple gold gourd appeared on his hand.

Thoughts invade it.

There were three guys locked in his purple gold gourd, the black snake demon, the man in black, and the soul of the centipede demon in Tianwu Mountain.

At this moment, the three guys were getting together, and I don’t know whether they were discussing how to escape or fighting against Landlords.

Huh~!

The centipede spirit suddenly had a yin fire all over the body, and the pain of the centipede spirit immediately rolled on the ground. The other two guys were so scared that they were furious and ran away with a piss.

The Yin Fire burned for more than ten days and went out, and a voice sounded, "Centipede Spirit, let me ask you if your father is the King of Golden Cymbals."

The centipede demon curled up on the ground, panting in pain, but did not dare to neglect, "Yes, my father is King Jinban."

Ha, I really guessed it right.

Jiang Hao's mind was thirty-six thousand times.

A strategy was born in his mind.

He named it "Faoshuidongzhiju".

After thinking of this vicious plot, Jiang Hao felt that he was too bad.

Thoughts once again enveloped the purple gold gourd space, "Centipede Spirit, what is the relationship between you and the King of Golden Cymbals?"

The centipede demon thought he had the chance to survive, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and immediately said: "My father and I have the closest relationship. Among all my brothers, I have the highest talent and inherited the most bloodline. My father is the most pampering me. I am the great immortal. As long as you let me go, I promise to let my father give you a lot of benefits."

Jiang Hao sneered in his heart, and there was still such delusion at this time.

"Now you tell me everything about the Golden Cymbal Dharma King, and don't miss a single detail."

The centipede demon said it very much, Jiang Hao recorded it carefully.

The original body of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King is the ancient monster six-winged sky centipede. He lives in Phoenix Mountain more than 2,000 miles away. He gathers hundreds of demon cultivators and radiates within 500 miles. His magic weapon is a pair of top-grade spiritual weapons, Golden Cymbal Dharma King is named because of it. He successfully climbed the four tribulations more than 20 years ago and was very powerful.

"Do you know the grudge between King Jinban and Bai Suzhen?" Jiang Hao asked.

"Bai Suzhen, is it the Qingcheng Mountain White Snake?"

"right."

"She and his maid killed me, a favored brother. My father was angry and chased them, and later let them escape." The centipede spirit said.

"Didn't you say you are the most favored? There are people who are more favored than you?" Jiang Hao asked teased.

The centipede demon quickly said, "No, my father really likes me the most, and my brother can only be regarded as the second favorite."

"It's because of this who keeps chasing the White Snake and the others?"

"Actually, there is another reason. My father has practiced a method of collecting yin and replenishing yang. If he could catch the white snake and suck the Yuanyin that she had practiced for nearly two thousand years, his cultivation would inevitably increase greatly, which was more effective than a magic pill."

Jiang Hao sneered in his heart, Damn, it turned out that he was making this idea. Bai Snake's Yuanyin belongs to me, and no one can rob him.

And it has been absorbed by me long ago.

In order to avoid this guy lying to him, Jiang Hao kept asking some details, and sometimes he would come back to continue asking. It took an hour to understand everything he wanted to know.

After learning about the large amount of information about the King of Jinban, Jiang Hao felt more confident. When it was late at night, the clinic closed, and Jiang Hao, Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing returned home together.

During dinner, Jiang Hao secretly observed Bai Suzhen and found that she occasionally showed a sense of distractedness. He asked with concern: "Madam, why are you in a daze? Are you worried?"

"Ah, no." Bai Suzhen said quickly.

"I'm thinking about the spell my husband taught me, and there are a few things I can't understand." Bai Suzhen smiled gently at Jiang Hao.

"If you don't understand, ask. I'm here to answer you at any time." Jiang Hao said.

"Can you please explain to me in detail 'Therefore, the saint does not look at the eyes but the soul returns to the liver, the ears don't smell the essence lies in the kidneys, the tongue doesn't taste but the spirit lies in the heart, the nose doesn't smell but the soul lies in the lungs, and the limbs don't move but the intention lies in the spleen'."

Bai Suzhen said.

"No problem." Jiang Hao explained to her.

After dinner, Xiaoqing originally wanted to leave, but Jiang Hao said to Bai Suzhen, "The supervisor doesn't have to go out every night. Let Xiaoqing live at home tonight."

Xiaoqing and Bai Suzhen looked at each other and had to stay.

night,

After washing up, the two of them lie on their side. Bai Suzhen rested her head in Jiang Hao's arms. She smelled the man's aura, and she really was reluctant to leave, and she was even more reluctant to cause disaster to her husband.

He fell asleep with a frown slightly.

Jiang Hao looked at the woman in his arms, kissed her slightly frown, gently stretched her hands, hugged her tighter and closed her eyes.

The next moment,

Jiang Hao's mind communicated with his clone.

The clone stood up from the cave where Tianwu Mountain was practicing, found a jade tablet in his treasure bag, and thought about it and sent out a message.

At this time, in a mountain stream dozens of miles outside Hangzhou City, King Jinban stood by the pool. Here, she smelled Xiaoqing's breath.

"This must be the foothold of the green snake. I'll wait for her here. As long as she dares to come back, how can she escape from my palm." King Jinban said gritting his teeth.

At this moment, the jade plaque hanging around the waist of the Golden Cymbal Dharma King suddenly vibrated.

Who sent me a message?

He picked it up and checked it, a smile appeared on his face. It was sent by his son. This son went out to explore a few years ago and did a very good job. He already had his own mountain and dozens of demon cultivators.

King Jinban read the information, and his face suddenly changed.

"I am sending a message to my father to say goodbye to my father. My child is going to go to the capital to take revenge. It is extremely dangerous. I wonder if the child can still pay homage to his father in the future. I am now saying goodbye to him here."

Who should I seek to take revenge in the capital?

It's so dangerous that you're still going, you're really brainless.

King Jinban immediately sent a message back, and his tone was majestic: "Are you in Tianwu Mountain? My father is near Hangzhou, not far away. Let's go here and tell me in person if you have something to do!"

The Golden Cymbals King flew up into the sky and flew to Tianwu Mountain.

When he arrived near Tianwu Mountain, there were already teams to greet him, with flags waving. King Jinban was very satisfied with the momentum of his son's cave, and he was worthy of being his son.

The centipede spirit bowed in front of him and bowed, "Father!"

For the sake of White Snake, and to deal with the national master and the King of Jinban, Jiang Hao spent a lot of money regardless of his identity and acted as acting.

King Jinban nodded majesticly.

Although Jiang Hao's soul occupied the body of the centipede spirit, outsiders could not see it at all. King Jinban only thought that the young man in front of him was still his son.

"Please come from my father." said the centipede spirit clone.

The two entered the cave and drove away other monsters. King Jinban looked at his son and said in a deep voice: "Who are you looking for to avenge?"

"National Master."

King Jinban was shocked, "The national teacher has a high level of cultivation, how can you provoke me? What kind of hatred do you have?"

A hatred flashed across the centipede monster's face and said evilly: "I went to the capital to play two years ago. I didn't want to cause trouble, but I didn't want to jump out of a little Taoist priest pointed his sword at my nose and scolded me for being beaten and killed. I was not willing to endure him and killed him directly."

"I didn't expect that this little Taoist priest was a disciple of the national master. The national master refused to let go and chased me. I told him my father's identity. The national master spoke wildly, saying that his father was just a centipede, so what if he killed his son?"

After hearing these words, the King of Jinban looked ugly. Although he was a demon cultivator and was slightly inferior to the national master, he was called out and scolded incompetently and wanted to chase his son. How could he be happy?

"Later, the national master used spells and beat me seriously. I used the secret technique passed down by my father to disintegrate the great technique, and the explosive power was able to escape. I recuperated for more than a year before I recovered. My son buried his chest with hatred. He was unable to calm down without avenging this revenge, and his cultivation level could not increase. So my son was going to go to the capital to find trouble with the national master, and he always wanted to let him know that my six-winged Tianqi Centripe tribe is not easy to provoke."

The centipede demon said gritting his teeth.

The bad-looking expression appeared in the eyes of King Jinban. But after a while, he took a deep breath and looked at his son and said, "The national master's cultivation level is about to reach the stage of tribulation, which is stronger than his father's four tribulations. Why should you take revenge?"

"Even if you lose to the evil, the child will still make him turn the world upside down." The centipede spirit said angrily.
To be continued...