Two people and one demon were thrown directly into a gap. Like water splashing from a swill bucket, it suddenly hit the ground and burst. The three of them felt that their spines were about to be broken.
Gu Yucheng endured the pain and observed everything in front of him.
"A mulberry forest?" The inner demon spoke first.
Gu Yucheng turned his attention to his inner demon. He had too many doubts at the moment. The biggest question before us is how long can he live?
Whether it is the Kuxian Palace of the Demon Country or the Host and Guest Gate, it is clearly pointed out that the souls of monks cannot remain in heaven and earth for a long time. As for how long it will last, there is no definite number.
As for Xuan Sheng's action of throwing away his inner demons, it was also very simple. He couldn't swallow the inner demon, he only needed the help of the inner demon to break through the formation, and he would naturally throw it aside after using it.
I just don’t know what the profound meaning of Xuan Sheng is.
Bai Zhiyi had never feared anything unknown. She had always been able to accept everything. Even if the world in front of her was the so-called "Nine Saint Sons' Habitat", she just got up and walked towards Mulberry Forest.
Gu Yucheng had no time to communicate with his inner demon and quickly caught up with Bai Zhiyi.
Three figures entered the forest one by one and continued to move forward along the wild path.
The sunlight is just right, shining like gold in the green forest. Everything in the sky and the earth between raising your eyes and looking down is peaceful.
It is like a beautiful bronze vessel that has been ravaged by time, and is even more elegant in its simplicity. In the forest, you can only hear the crisp sound of leaves under the leaves, but no birds jumping on the branches.
Just as the three of them were sighing at the wonders created in the earthly world and God's extraordinary power, the sound of picking leaves suddenly reached their ears.
Gu Yucheng was very surprised. He allowed the ancient spiritual power to sweep through the mulberry forest, but could not detect any monk aura.
Bai Zhiyi expanded his field and waited calmly.
The sound of picking leaves continued to sound, coming clearly from one direction, without concealing the location of the visitor.
The three of them hesitated for a moment, but the other party didn't move, waiting for them.
The three of them looked for the source of the sound.
But I saw a monk wearing a lotus crown and a Taoist robe. He picked leaves with his back, picked them into his sleeves, and said softly, "If you want to hold a gold slip and ask about longevity, the world and the world have their own intentions." - Gu Yu breaks into gold, and the nature of jade cannot be restored. , it turns into gold.”
The monk's temples were slightly frosted, and he had a good figure, neither tall nor short. It was obvious that he had already noticed the arrival of Gu Yucheng and others. He just doesn't want to turn around and is very mysterious.
The old monk picked leaves and mulberries and carried a certain atmosphere in his behavior.
Like a crane in the wind, carefree and proud.
The scene at the moment is like the crouching dragon that does not come out, the east wind does not show the name of Chibi; old people are not talking about it, all the gentlemen are in Lushan Mountain.
Gu Yucheng sensed the old man's cultivation in the Cauldron Realm and stepped forward and asked, "I wonder what you call me, senior? Where is this place?"
The old monk hummed, "The Taoist priest of Laoshan has no immortal bones, but he is a drunkard in the world. I am just an old drunkard. As for this place, it is... Zhengdingyuan. You can also call him Zhaojian Cave."
Bai Zhiyi frowned slightly, Zhao Jiandong? Zhao Jian? ——Every time comes, heaven and earth all work together, and the heroes are not free...
The inner demon couldn't see the old monk pretending, so he suddenly approached the old monk, "Old man, what's going on with Zhengdingyuan, please tell me quickly."
The old monk said nothing and quietly picked the mulberry leaves and threw them into his sleeves. He was not surprised or timid at all by the inner demon behind him.
The inner demon was ignored, and he became angry, and his blood rushed to his head. He mobilized the demon barrier and rushed towards the old monk.
The old monk turned around and focused on his inner demon. No matter how hard the inner demon struggled, it still couldn't get any closer.
The old monk's eyes moved slightly, and he chuckled, "I'm so good sir. Is your majesty okay?"
Bai Zhiyi and Gu Yucheng ignored the suppressed inner demons and carefully looked at the old monk who turned around in front of them.
The old monk had an average appearance and was one of those people who would be hard to find in a crowd.
If it weren't for the old man's cultivation and methods, it would be impossible to think that he was a Ningding monk.
"Sir, have you seen me?" Bai Zhiyi asked puzzledly.
Mr. Good, originally described Sima Hui. ——Mr. Shui Jing who recommended Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick to Liu Bei.
only. How can monks in the late Eastern Han Dynasty survive to this day? ——Sima Hui is alive, but where is Prime Minister Zhuge?
If you accidentally enter a secret realm in the future, will you encounter the Five Tiger Generals?
Gu Yucheng and Bai Zhiyi's brains were a little confused.
Sima Hui nodded with a smile, then turned back to pick mulberry leaves, "I am indeed Sima Hui, please wait for a moment..."
Gu Yucheng and Bai Zhiyi had not yet recovered from their status as Sima Hui, and they did not react for a while.
On the other hand, the inner demon can't beat anyone, but he still has to scold him a few times, "Mr. Shui Jing? So, aren't you too old to die!? At your age, shouldn't you be buried? Or who lifted your coffin... "
Sima Hui didn't waste any time and pinched his inner demon. The inner demon that had been gathering and dispersing suddenly became choked as if someone was strangling him by the throat. He could only gasp "uh...uh".
As Sima Hui's strength increased, cracks gradually appeared in that face.
The inner demon could not speak, and his face became increasingly ugly. ——Although he is not human at all, has no throat, and does not need to breathe. The whole face has always been dark and colorless, which is already ugly.
However, its inner demon is a force in the world that is neither body nor spirit, nor soul nor soul.
It is neither the power of blood nor spiritual power, and has nothing to do with the soul. However, it can swallow human bodies, drink blood, and suppress the souls of monks.
The existence of inner demons exceeds the current cultivation system. No power can completely eradicate the inner demons. The only way to seal the inner demons is to rely on the gap in realm...
But sealing is not a long-term solution, so killing the host becomes the only way.
Only by killing the host can the inner demon be eliminated. This is the consensus of people all over the world.
However, a man suddenly appeared today, calling himself Mr. Shui Jing. He was immortal and could directly strangle the inner demons.
It's not just pinpointing, but pinching, which is really causing harm to the inner demon.
Although it is unclear whether Sima Hui can really kill the inner demon while preserving the host, it is amazing enough.
Sima Hui gasped and said, "Be calm. - After so many years, it's finally this time. Hey."
"From now on, it's up to you." Sima Hui turned back and continued picking mulberry leaves.
Everyone fell into silence.
Just as everyone kept recalling Sima Hui's "god's hand" that pinched the inner demons, Sima Hui's expression suddenly changed drastically, and the skin on his entire face began to tremble and twitch, rolling from the left to the left. Right, then roll from right to left, it looks extremely weird.
It's like...this face suddenly had a seizure.
Sima Hui did not explain anything to the three of them, waved his sleeves with a burst of spiritual power, grabbed the three of them and hurriedly fled from the Mulberry Forest.
When Gu Yucheng and the inner demon were lost and speechless, Bai Zhi easily exposed Sima Hui's mask with words instead of swords, "You are not Mr. Shui Jing."
The remaining two were stunned.
"Luo Yin, courtesy name Zhaojian." Bai Zhiyi continued, "Poet in the late Tang Dynasty. - You have seen me, but I was trapped in the formation for three years with only one line of poetry on my head. That should be yours."
"Every time comes, heaven and earth all work together, and the heroes are not free." Gu Yucheng suddenly realized.
Also, Bai Zhiyi only asked "Sima Hui" if he had seen him, and Luo Yin admitted that he was Sima Hui, which was unreasonable.
"Sima Hui" looked embarrassed, then showed a bad smile, "Your Majesty is so smart. - Hehe. But we have to run faster."
Mr. Fake Shui Jing, that is, Luo Yin's cheerful appearance at the moment, coupled with his face rolling like water waves, makes people feel more and more that this guy is not a good person, and is a bit... perverted.
Luo Yin did not continue to explain, but just tried his best to escape with everyone.
A moment later, a roar burst into the sky from the mulberry forest, "Bu Di Xiao'er! - Luo - Yin!"
