Hundreds of feet high in the sky, the sky is as blue as water. A huge fairy sword that was more than ten feet long flew upside down and shuttled through the sky. Mo Yunshen stood on the sword with his hands behind his back, standing still despite the howling wind.
A child of fifteen or six years old sat astride the hilt of the sword, holding the silky Yingluo tightly with both hands, looking excitedly at the mountains that kept retreating under his feet.
"Son, I don't know your name yet."
Mo Yunshen looked at the happy children, with a hint of relief in his eyes.
"Uncle Immortal, my name is Mu Jingyu." The child heard the purple-clothed Taoist's question and quickly raised his head and echoed.
"Oh, Mu Jingyu? What a good name."
Mu Jingyu raised his little face and said proudly, "Grandpa Niu named me this! He said that when I grow up, I will achieve great achievements and shock Huanyu!"
Mo Yun touched his little head lovingly and said with a smile, "Hahaha, don't worry. I will definitely let you realize this wish in the future, which will shock everyone around the world."
"Really!" Mu Jingyu's eyes flashed with light.
"Of course, I am an immortal with magical powers."
"Are they just like those immortals flying around outside the mountains?"
Mo Yun smiled deeply and said, "Of course."
Mu Jingyu frowned and said, "Grandpa Niu said, those people are not good people!"
Mo Yunshen sighed softly when he heard this, thinking that the Qing Niu Jing had been innocently implicated by Tiandao Demon Slayer and almost lost his life, so he naturally had no good impressions of the various sects.
However, he promised Qing Niu Jing that he would take Mu Jingyu back to Jiuhua Mountain and teach him carefully and raise him up. It seems that he is also deeply influenced by Qingniu Jing now, and he has a great misunderstanding of the righteousness of famous families. When we get to Jiuhua Mountain in the future, we still have to find ways to eliminate it.
Mo Yunshen hugged the young man in his arms and said, "Don't worry, we Jiuhua Sect are all good people. We help people in danger, eliminate violence, kill monsters and monsters, and protect the peace of Jiuzhou."
"Really! I want to be like you in the future!" Mu Jingyu raised his face and said excitedly.
"Don't worry, I will teach you carefully. And I will also take care of you just like your grandfather and Grandpa Niu. I will train you to be an upright hero."
"Hero! I can become a hero too!" Mu Jingyu danced happily, but his expression darkened in an instant.
"It's a pity that my parents and grandpa can't see each other anymore." Thinking of the whole village, old and young, who were killed by the Dapeng Golden Eagle, and thinking of Grandpa Niu who would never be seen again, he couldn't help crying again.
Alas, Mo Yunshen blamed himself again. If he hadn't lost his mind at that time and wanted to kill Qingniu Jing. Nor would he attract the Dapeng Golden Eagle and force him to kill more than a dozen people in Mujia Village.
From now on, let him protect the child carefully and train him to become a talent, so that he can be worthy of the people of Mujia Village who died in vain.
Mu Jingyu cried for a while, then fell asleep in Mo Yunshen's arms.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Mo Yunshen's sword was nearly a hundred miles northward. I looked down through the clouds and saw that we were already out of the vast mountainous area. Looking at the sleeping boy, he decided to fall back to the ground first and look for a place to spend the night.
After walking for more than ten miles, a temple was revealed in a forest below. Look, it's getting late, so I can only spend the night here.
Mo Yunshen put away the fairy sword and dropped it to the ground, only to find that the temple door was ajar, and the surrounding walls had collapsed a lot. It seemed that it had been abandoned for a long time.
Out of courtesy, Mo Yunshen still knocked on the temple door.
"May I ask if there is a mage in the temple?"
Mo Yunshen asked three times, but still no one responded. He secretly thought that there were probably no monks in the temple anymore. Just as he was about to open the door and enter, he heard a burst of footsteps in the temple.
With a creak, the temple door was opened from the inside. An old monk exposed half of his body, glanced at Mo Yunshen and the children next to him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Amitabha, I dare to ask the donor if he has anything to do with you."
I saw that the old monk had a skinny face, with dry wrinkles like worms covering his cheeks.
A cassock full of holes was put on the body, and a musty smell emanated from it. It seemed that it had not been washed for several months.
When Mu Jingyu saw his face, he was so frightened that he hid behind Mo Yunshen and whispered, "Uncle Mo, this old monk is so scary! Let's find another place to spend the night."
Mo Yunshen also secretly took a look at the old monk who suddenly appeared. He thought to himself that judging from the dilapidation of the temple, it seemed that there had been no one there for many years. The old monk also had a strange face and did not look like a normal monk.
But it was getting late now, and there were no homes nearby for dozens of miles. If you are looking for other places to spend the night, you may not be able to find one.
He reached out and patted Mu Jingyu to reassure him.
He turned to the old monk and smiled and said, "Master, our master and disciple are passing by your temple. It's getting late, but we hope we can stay here for the night."
The old monk recited Amitabha and replied, "I'm sorry, donor. This temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and the disciples in the temple have already moved elsewhere. Now I am the only old monk left to guard this ruined temple, and there are no extra rooms in the temple." It’s available for you to spend the night, but please stay elsewhere.”
"That's okay, as long as we have a shabby house that can protect us from the wind and rain. I hope the master will be merciful and take us in for a night."
In the barren mountains and ridges, if there are any monsters or beasts, you are not afraid. But Mu Jingyu was still a child, so it would be troublesome if he caught the wind and cold at night. Although this ruined temple was a little weird, Mo Yunshen still chose to stay overnight.
Seeing Mo Yunshen's resolute attitude, the old monk thought for a moment, nodded and agreed, "Okay, but the temple is located in the deep mountains and wild mountains, and there are inevitably some monsters and ghosts wandering around. If there is any movement at night, please don't pay attention and just rest. .After dawn, hurry up and go."
"Thank you very much."
Mo Yunshen took Mu Jingyu and followed the old monk into the temple. He saw that the temple was not small, covering an area of about dozens of acres.
It can be seen that this temple used to be very prosperous and had many believers.
Walking into the courtyard, I saw overgrown weeds and silence, and several main halls were in ruins and in disrepair. Many Buddha statues in the main hall were covered with cobwebs, and many were collapsed and incomplete. It seemed that there had been no incense offerings for a long time.
The more Mo Yunshen looked at it, the more uneasy he became. Rather than saying it was a temple, it would be more appropriate to say it was a residence of demons.
Mo Yunshen held Mu Jingyu tightly with one hand, and secretly held the sword secret with the other hand. Once there is any trouble, it is necessary to summon the fairy sword to defend against the enemy.
The old monk led the two of them through several halls, to a row of side rooms in the backyard, and pushed open a room that was still intact.
"The little eunuch is short on food, and there is no extra vegetarian food for you to eat. I hope the donor can forgive me."
Mo Yunshen hurriedly replied, "I would be very grateful to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain for my master and apprentice to rest for a night."
"Then I won't disturb you."
The old monk exited the wing and walked towards the main hall in the front yard.
When Mo Yun saw the old monk walking away, he closed the door.
This wing room was fairly clean, and Mo Yunshen simply cleaned the room. He took out some dry food from his arms and filled his stomach with the boy. Then he spread out the bed and said to Mu Jingyu, "Yu'er, you can sleep in the bed tonight."
"Yeah." The boy responded and climbed onto the bed. Mo Yunshen found some shabby clothes from the corner of the room and covered him.
He moved a chair and sat in front of the door with Zixiao Sword in his arms. This temple is desolate and dilapidated, but there is an old monk guarding it. There is something weird and weird everywhere. Mo Yunshen and his child had no choice but to stay here. Although he considered himself to be quite strong, with a child, he did not dare to be careless in order to avoid some accidents.
"Uncle Immortal, aren't you going to sleep at night?" Mu Jingyu raised his head and looked at Mo Yunshen and asked.
"I'll just sleep here at night. You go to bed quickly, we have to go on the road tomorrow."
"Oh." Mu Jingyu responded, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.
At ten o'clock in the night, the bright moon hangs high.
Outside the temple, there was suddenly a slight sound of breaking through the air.
Mo Yunshen, who had been sleeping with his sword in hand, suddenly woke up. He held his breath and listened carefully for a while. It seemed that several people had sneaked into the temple.
He looked back at the young man who was still sleeping soundly and felt slightly relieved. Located in a barren mountain, this temple and the old monk are full of weirdness. At this time, there was some movement outside, which was not surprising.
Mo Yunshen originally wanted to stay in the room and pretend that he didn't hear anything as long as no one came to make trouble. Unexpectedly, after a while, there were voices coming from the courtyard. Mo Yunshen lay on the door and listened carefully for a while.
I vaguely heard words like Demon Emperor, Granddaughter, and finally resisting. I secretly thought that the old monk must be very human. These people who came to look for him seemed to be asking him for someone or something.
Unable to hold back his curiosity for a moment, he looked back at Mu Jingyu who was still sleeping soundly. He took an ancient jade pendant from his arms and put it on the young man's neck. Then he opened the door softly, looked around and saw nothing strange, closed the door with his backhand, and jumped straight to the front yard.
In front of the dilapidated Main Hall, the old monk stood with his hands behind his back. Ten feet away in front of him, three black figures stood on the bluestone road.
A man in black robes in the middle laughed sinisterly and said, "Jie Jie Jie, you old immortal, I advise you to hand over the little princess obediently, so as not to break your face and force us brothers to take action."
The old monk laughed mockingly and said, "What? You three monsters from the Devil's Nest, do you still want to fight with me?"
Mo Yunshen was lying on the main hall, and his heart was shocked. Unexpectedly, those three people were actually the three monsters from the Demon Cave!
The three monsters in the Demon Cave are originally three bats, wild boars and antelopes who have been practicing for hundreds of years in Moyun Ridge. In Heaven's Way to Slay Demons, form a force to jointly resist attacks from righteous people. Later, they surrendered to Yaoming Palace. With their outstanding strength, they went from being just three minions to becoming top figures among the younger generation of Yaoming Palace.
Now these three people are the three demon envoys under the throne of Bei Pluto in Demon Hades Palace, and they are highly regarded by Bei Pluto. I didn't expect to meet them here, and I don't know where the little princess they want comes from.
The fat man in black robes at the rear left said in a rough voice, "Elder Long, now the Demon Emperor is in danger of being attacked. We Demon Clan should unite as one and not engage in civil strife."
He is the second of the three monsters in the Demon Cave, the wild boar spirit Zhu Jiuwan.
Elder Long laughed and said, "Zhu Jiu is disappointed, he doesn't know who is causing the civil strife! The attack on the Demon Emperor is really weird. But as soon as this incident came out, the toad spirit jumped out and said what Bi was. Luo Demon Emperor’s granddaughter is doing something weird!”
"Isn't this a big joke! Everyone knows that Princess Bi Yun, the granddaughter of Demon Emperor Bi Luo, is only seven years old, and her cultivation level is only in the early stage of concentration. If she has the ability to kill Demon Emperor Bai Ze, I think that's it A toad spirit secretly poisoned her and framed Princess Bi Yun!"
"How dare you! How dare you call me, King Bei Pluto, a toad spirit!" A man in black robes from the rear left said in a sharp voice. He is the third of the three monsters in the Demon Cave, the Great Immortal with the Antelope Spirit and Horns.
Elder Long snorted coldly and said, "What? Isn't his true form the toad spirit? Is there anything wrong with me calling him that?"
The Great Immortal Lijiao was still shouting, but the boss of the three monsters in the Demon Cave, Bat Jingfu Wanshou, waved his hand to stop him and said in a deep voice, "Elder Long, we are here this time to ask you to take Princess Biyun back to the Demon Hades Palace to investigate. , so as to restore the princess’s innocence.”
Elder Long said, "Now that I, the Demon Underworld Palace, have been ruled by the toad spirit, if I take Princess Bi Yun back with you, wouldn't I be just fish on a knife and let him slaughter me!"
"So, you won't go back with us?"
The three monsters from the Demon Cave took a few steps forward together, each drew out their weapons, and surrounded Elder Long in a semicircle.
Elder Long didn't pay attention to these three people at all. His body shook and the tattered cassock came out, revealing the seven-star white moon robe inside.
"If you want to do something, hurry up. Why are you talking so much nonsense? I will send you away later, and I have to go back to sleep."
Mo Yunshen couldn't help but gasped when he saw the seven-star white moon robe. He whispered to himself, "It turns out that this elder dragon is the head of the three elders of Yaoming Palace, Long Tianxiao!"
