Wu Zhiqi was fighting with Yu Tujun, but he didn't know that he had already shouldered a big pot.
Standing alone in the city, all the big monsters who once sat in the main hall had gone away. Only the old monster from Montenegro was still sitting there, flipping through the book in his hand.
If Young Master Su showed up here, he might have a feeling of confidant in his heart.
Because the book he was flipping through right now was "Xuan Zhong Ji" that Su Che took out from time to time as an encyclopedia.
The old monster from Montenegro, who looked like a middle-aged scholar, slowly turned the pages of the book and then slowly put the book aside.
His eyes were looking in the direction of the lobby door.
It's hard to describe this pair of eyes in words.
These eyes cannot see any emotion belonging to a person.
Be it hope or fear, anger or balance, arrogance or cowardice, generosity or cowardice, ecstasy or sadness.
Not a trace of emotion flowed from these eyes.
It is like a volcanic lake that has been independent of the cold wind for many years. The passion of the past has condensed into thick basalt. Only the cold pool left by the long years remains here, burying the fierceness of the past.
A short figure appeared at the door of the lobby.
His red hair is like fire, his purple beard is like a bursting wildfire, he wears linen clothes, a pair of straw sandals, and a long sword hanging behind his back.
Censor Tai Xingyou Censor Lin Jiansheng stood outside the lobby of Duju City.
His eyes looked at the old monster from Montenegro, with both jealousy and pity in his eyes.
"Okay, capture the thief first and capture the king first."
The old monster from Montenegro put the scroll on the desk. He stood up from his seat, his shadow winding and dancing like a python or a dragon.
"only you?"
The old monster from Montenegro smiled.
"That's enough."
Lin Jiansheng looked solemn.
"Okay, I'm pretty frivolous."
The sleeves of his robe fluttered, the shadows under the old monster from Montenegro rushed away, and hundreds of shadow flies roared ferociously.
There was no light in the hall for a moment.
"Pro."
The powerful earth energy spurted out, and the hall here turned into nothing.
Shadow snakes passed through the broken wood and tiles, but were suppressed by the powerful earth energy. They lowered their heads to the ground and slowly uttered messages, just like living creatures.
Lin Jiansheng painstakingly prepared here for ten days and set up several formations. The exquisite formations originally prepared for Dushan Lord and the Buddhist sect behind him happened to be used on the demon in front of him.
The dust has settled.
The old monster from Montenegro frowned, and there was a hint of regret in his expression.
It's a pity that the pretentiousness and falsehood in this trace of regret is too obvious.
"What a pity for that good book."
The middle-aged scholar sighed, and dark light surged around him.
moment.
He seemed to be the end of all darkness. Among the layers of shadows, it was impossible to tell what was real and what was shadow.
Among these infinite demonic shadows, there are the wonderful sounds of the fairy palace, the soft calls of delicate children, the cries of fierce ghosts at night, and the heavy demonic sounds. Lin Jiansheng silently recited the words of the saint and suppressed the flashing thoughts in his heart with his mind.
"Soldiers."
A purple fire ignited, but it burned in his heart, burning all kinds of delusions.
good.
The old monster from Montenegro was somewhat satisfied.
The earth energy gathered here uses the earth energy to stir the magnetism, and follows the Taoist path of yin and yang and the five elements. It should be the Songyang Prison Formation.
There is a vague Gengjin evil spirit in this earth aura, and there are strands of it hidden in the powerful earth aura. It should be an extremely powerful sword array. Above the East China Sea, this kind of stuff has become quite popular recently.
High in the sky, the light of the great sun is vaguely separated by one layer. It should be the Great Sun Miluo Formation.
In a few days, he was able to bring together the three talents of heaven, earth and man. His character was quite good.
Lin Jiansheng soared into the sky with the help of purple fire, and the flames around him danced angrily, guiding the energy of heaven and earth.
"Binding."
The earth energy rolled up the power of Yuan magnetism, like a vortex, tightly sucking the old monster from Black Mountain.
The shadow of the Black Mountain became more and more vast, and the layers of demonic shadow turned into a sword light.
Even the Nine Netherlands and Ten Lands are not enough to stop it.
"fall!"
Censor Xingyou lowered his hands, and a red cloud of fire spread down from the sky. Among the red clouds, there was a faint red bird spirit, filled with evil energy and true fire.
The shadow sword light was blocked by the red cloud, and the figure of the old monster from Black Mountain appeared.
The middle-aged scholar is free and standing among the red clouds.
"cut."
How dare Lin Jiansheng be negligent? A powerful sword energy rose from the northwest. The sword light of a hundred feet had been gathering momentum for a long time. With one strike of the sword, it would make the world bow its head.
The sword energy pierced the sky and filled with red clouds.
A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the old monster from Montenegro.
Then came fear.
The Lihuo of Nanming melted the flesh, and the vast sword energy shattered the bones.
The middle-aged scholar was astonished and turned into countless ashes.
Censor Tai Xingyou frowned.
The old monster from Montenegro was destroyed like this?
Nine levels above the sky, a scarlet demonic eye looked at him mockingly.
In Niushou Mountain.
Su Che led the injured Lin Jiugong and Song Qi, and took the honest man Ma Shoude to trek slowly in Xuanshan.
Suche felt that he had gained a lot from this trip to Niushou Mountain.
First of all, this time we have figured out the fundamental secret of the so-called changes in Xuan Mountain. The old monster from Black Mountain who has lived here for a long time was actually transformed by a wisp of evil thoughts from the old lion, which is also the root of all these changes.
As long as this devil is surrendered, the chaos here in Xuanshan will probably be solved.
With the help of the old fox Aunt Mo, his own "Secret of Zhou Jue Yintian" was condensed into thirty-six secrets at once. His skill has been further improved, and his magic power has become more powerful, including the sword evil developed in his Dantian.
There is only a thin line between him and the upright seventh-level cultivation. Putting it in the arena, it can be regarded as the backbone of the place.
Of course, what's more important is that with these thirty-six Yin Tian Dharma Ribbons, he will definitely be included in Huang Tiandao's sect and become Yu Li's disciple.
This is the most fundamental benefit.
In addition, he obtained another page of the Golden Book, and secretly obtained a hint of the true meaning of the Future Star Tribulation Sutra, forming a predestined relationship with the fundamental teachings of Buddhism.
But Suche knew very well what his roots were.
Although the Future Star Tribulation Sutra is one of the fundamental laws of Buddhism, it has infinite and endless divine power.
But at the end of the day, it’s someone else’s thing.
Not to mention that the ray of true meaning he obtained has some of the magic power of the original sutra, even if it is passed down 100%, it is impossible for him to go to Buddhism and become a great person in his lifetime.
Despite being closely related to the Du Lingsu family, Yu Li was a good master who was straightforward and well-spoken, so he went to Buddhism in a confused way.
This is not as good as the old lion back then.
Suche knew what he needed. If it was strength and protection, no one could give him more than Yu Liong.
Including the mysterious Zhongshan Society.
Under the evil atmosphere, Su Che slowly walked at the front.
"If you are less than a hundred years old, you often worry about being a thousand years old. The days are short and the nights are long, so why not travel by holding a candle?"
Song Qi recited the ancient poems left by the previous dynasty, supported Lin Jiugong with one hand, and walked slowly forward using a branch that served as a crutch with the other.
Ma Shoude, an honest man, looked heavy as he supported Lin Jiugong.
Lin Jiugong, with his face as blank as a sheet of paper, smiled as he listened to his senior brother reciting poems.
"Senior brother, what happened today has completely changed his old despondency."
"Some things will pass if you take them lightly."
Song Qi looked at Lin Jiugong: "Junior brother, from now on Shoude will be regarded as my disciple. You should take good care of him."
"That's natural. But senior brother, you should take care of your disciples yourself."
Lin Jiugong sighed and said: "It's a fluke that I didn't die this time. I have decided not to stay in Guobei County anymore."
"where are you going?"
"Above the East China Sea, there is a real place of cultivation." Lin Jiugong looked at Song Qi: "Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai can take over the stalls in Guobei County if they are willing. If they are willing to go to the East China Sea with me, then we will go to the East China Sea together."
"good."
Song Qi sighed a little. If he had had Lin Jiugong's enlightenment ten years earlier, would it have ended like this?
