"Honggu, Honggu"
There seemed to be a voice calling softly in my ears, like a lost lamb that had been sinking in the darkness for a long time, struggling in the boundless darkness.
In the chaos, a three or four-year-old girl in red, hugging her legs, slowly raised her head amidst calls.
Who is calling her?
No, who is Honggu?
Honggu Honggu
Yes, it’s me, Honggu, and I am Honggu.
A faint spiritual light shone in the dull girl's eyes, and a stream of crystal clear water fell on her body. The cold and warm breath penetrated her body, and the long-lost clarity once again appeared in the girl's eyes.
His dark eyes rolled slightly, and dusty memories emerged.
In an instant, the originally puppet-like girl in red suddenly opened her small mouth, and her silent scream broke through the surrounding darkness, and streaks of bright red blood stains spread on her fair cheeks.
The overwhelming hatred made the girl's black hair turn silver, invisible magic flames burned in her eyes, and the twisted hatred made her face become ferocious.
When the girl's face changed, in the dark prison, the red-clothed female devil, who was staring blankly at the glimmer of flowers and branches, suddenly changed her expression, and her hair turned silvery-white inch by inch from the roots, and automatically appeared without wind. The face that had been covered by hair had ruined most of it.
The intact half of her face has soft lines, bright eyes, white teeth, and springy eyes, which are charming. However, the ruined half of her face is covered with countless scars, like centipedes crawling on her fair skin.
The largest scar is from the corner of the eye to the chin. I don’t know how this wound was caused. It has not completely healed yet. The scar seems to have just healed, as if it will split again with a little force.
Half of his face is like a fairy, and half of his face is like a devil.
Jiang Yanzhi stood motionless, letting the oncoming demonic energy sweep in. The flower branches trembled slightly, and the demonic energy in front of him was separated, without any contamination on his body.
The female devil in red seemed to have woken up. She had long silver hair, an expression that seemed bitter but also smiling, and her eyes were filled with madness and hatred, staring at Jiang Yanzhi.
Xu Shi didn't speak for a long time. The red-clothed female demon twitched the corners of her lips, but didn't make any sound.
"Senior, this junior is here to give you your freedom," Jiang Yanzhi smiled lightly and pointed behind the red-clothed female demon, "Outside is Fumo City, and the people living there are the Yin clan."
Yin family!
As soon as these two words came out, the blood in the red demon's eyes suddenly became intense, and the overwhelming hatred could not be concealed at all.
"You want to use me."
The hoarse voice sounded slowly, and the red-clothed female devil's eyes full of madness and hatred looked at Jiang Yanzhi with evil intentions, almost heading towards Jiang Yanzhi with substantial murderous intent.
However, this disciple of Jianzhai did not waver at all. His figure was as tall and straight as a pine tree, standing still.
"Senior, we work together. You want revenge, and I want chaos. Wouldn't it be just right for you and I to join hands?"
The red-clothed female demon chuckled twice in a hoarse voice, "It doesn't matter. As long as you can let me kill the Yin family!"
Jiang Yanzhi nodded lightly, "The elixir taken by the senior can guarantee a clear and bright day for seven days. After two days, the senior will be able to fulfill his wish."
As soon as the words fell, the figure had disappeared from the spot, leaving the red-clothed female devil standing there, her eyes closed tightly, motionless.
"Amitabha."
The criminals held in this prison seem to be different.
Before Jiang Yanzhi's figure fully emerged, a Buddha's name was already read out.
This prison is very ordinary. It is different from the previous water prisons and dark prisons. It is an ordinary cell, three steps long and three steps wide, with no beds, tables and chairs. It is empty and has only four dark walls.
And a monk sitting cross-legged in the middle with a bright forehead.
"Mirror Master."
Jiang Yanzhi saluted the monk, and there was no look of surprise on either of their faces.
Speaking of which, the main reason why they successfully obtained the information about the Demon-Conquering Tower was because of the Buddhist sect in the Western Continent. More than a hundred years ago, the previous Buddhist disciple also traveled westward to practice.
Later, he fought all the way to Fumodu, but finally lost his trace in Fumodu.
No one can be seen in life, no corpse in death.
At that time, several Buddhist sages who went to protect the Dharma were also dead or seriously injured. The Buddhist sages who fled back did not know the whereabouts of the previous Buddhist disciples. They only said that it was a disaster.
The Buddhist disciples in the Western Continent are naturally concerned about the disappearance of the Buddha.
Many Buddhist experts believe that the Buddhist disciple named Shenjing may have been captured by the demons, especially the Shingon Sect, where the disciple of Shenjing was born, has been searching for news about the demons for more than a hundred years.
In the end, countless clues point to this Demon-Conquering Tower.
After decades of collecting information, we finally received news about the monks from the Eastern Continent and the demons’ intention to invade the Eastern Continent.
Most of the information in the Demon-Conquering Tower came from the kindness of the Shingon Sect. The release of these criminals imprisoned by the Demon Clan was not only a great gift to the Demon Clan, but also for the sake of this Divine Mirror Buddha.
After all, compared to the Buddhist disciples whose skills are too conspicuous, it is obviously much more convenient for Donglu monks to save people.
Jiang Yanzhi took a closer look at the Divine Mirror Buddha. It was said that when this Buddhist disciple disappeared, he had only reached the Perfect Golden Elixir. Now it seems that his aura is not weaker than that of Nascent Soul.
After being imprisoned by the demons for so long, he was still able to break through.
Jiang Yanzhi's eyes were a little surprised.
Divine Mirror Buddha seemed to have sensed Jiang Yanzhi's thoughts, and smiled slightly, but the words he said were irrelevant, "This little friend, do you know if you have anything to eat? This little monk has not eaten for more than a hundred years."
Jiang Yanzhi:?
"Junior, there are only some spiritual fruits here." Jiang Yanzhi was silent for a moment, then answered truthfully, and took out several spiritual fruits packed in cloth bags from the storage space.
The previous disciple of Buddhism, now the Yuanying monk, the mirror monk, suddenly showed a big smile on his thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was very sunny and cheerful. He rolled up his sleeves and rolled up a bag of spiritual fruits. , "I don't mind, I don't mind. I'm such a good person. Let me tell you, this demon clan is really hateful! They lock people in and don't give them food or drink! The young monks are starved to death! The methods are really cruel! Sure enough, It’s a demon!”
While talking, Monk Shenjing took a bite of a spiritual fruit without spitting out the core. His face was full of satisfaction and emotion after eating.
Jiang Yanzhi fell silent again and began to reflect.
When a monk reaches the golden elixir level, he will not have much impact if he does not eat or drink for a long time. When he reaches the Yuanying level, he will not have any problems if he does not eat or drink for hundreds of years. Their sword studio also has a special place for detaining erring disciples. In this place, people with a cultivation level of Jindan or above will not care about food and drink. Anyway, there will be no problem if they are hungry. Is this really cruel?
Or is it that the Buddhist exercises cannot prevent grain loss?
"Senior, do you know who I am?"
Otherwise, why are you so familiar?
"I don't know! But I know that you are not a demon." Monk Shenjing took the time to look away from the spirit fruit and looked at Jiang Yanzhi. He replied casually, without any intention of explaining, and just waved his hand.
"The next cell is Old Demon Fan. Just feed him an elixir. You don't have to listen to his nonsense. There is no need to go to the last cell. It's useless. The ones in it are Yin's lackeys. If you let them out, they will be fine. I don’t know who to help.”
"This is not a good place. Leave as soon as you are done."
This Divine Mirror Monk seems to know everything, but he has been imprisoned in the Demon-Conquering Tower for so long, and both the Shingon Sect and the Demon Clan seem to value this Divine Mirror Monk.
One has been looking for him for more than a hundred years, and the other has been trapped and refused to kill him.
Everyone has secrets. Jiang Yanzhi's mind was full of thoughts and he had no intention of prying. He only bowed again, waved the flower branch and left.
Today’s Xiao Jiang is a Xiao Jiang with a head full of question marks, hahahahahahaha
(End of chapter)
