Hearing Xu Xian's name, Song Xing was stunned, and his feet suddenly slowed down. For a moment, he even thought that Bai Suzhen had also intervened when the Great Sun Tathagata intervened in the time passage.
Is there Xu Xian in Lanruo Temple's script?
Although Song Xing concealed it well, the flash of surprise in his eyes was still caught by the girl named Xu Xian: "Have you heard of me?"
Song Xing covered it up and said, "No, it's just that he is named after an immortal. He has great spirit and a good name."
When Xu Xian in red heard Song Xing's compliment, he laughed and said: "No, no, it's just that my father was determined to seek immortality and failed, so he gave me this name. Thanks to my brother's help, I killed that ghost just now. Do you think that Xiongtai is also a member of the same group?"
Song Xing had already been confused by Lanruo Temple's version of Xu Xian. He thought for a while and said, "My name is Song Xing. I have no family or sect, and I am a casual cultivator. When I passed here, I saw these two ghosts sneaking around, so I followed behind to take a look. .With the girl’s martial arts power, I can subdue these two ghosts even without my help.”
Xu Xian raised his head and focused on tracking the soul-breaking bird, but he didn't pay attention to Song Xing's somewhat ambiguous words at the end. Instead, he said: "The world is in chaos, demons and ghosts are rampant, and they wantonly kill people. Since we bumped into it, we naturally can't turn a blind eye."
Song Xing's spiritual thoughts had been locking on the soul-breaking bird from a distance, but he didn't expect it to escape. Hearing this, he intentionally or unintentionally inquired: "Where does this Lanruo Temple come from? How did it attract ghosts to the door?"
Xu Xian didn't think much and said: "Lanruo Temple? I don't know about this. I passed by this place a few days ago and heard that it was haunted, so I came up to have a look. The temple has long been abandoned, and all the monks have fled. I think they are a group of fake monks who have not practiced. "
Song Xing nodded and said: "Looking at the way the ghosts entered the temple without restraint, they showed no respect for the Buddhist holy land. Is the power of the gods and Buddhas in this world no longer able to contain the ghosts?"
"Gods and Buddhas?" Xu Xian turned his head strangely and looked at Song Xing, which made his heart skip a beat. "The gods and Buddhas don't show up, which leads to tragedies in the world. Now, except us cultivators, who cares about what's going on in the world."
There is Taoism in this world, but there are no gods or Buddhas? Song Xing was confused in his heart, but he knew that it was difficult to ask too many questions, so he stopped talking and followed the soul-breaking bird to find the owner behind it.
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In the wilderness, there are ghosts and shadows, and the wind is blowing, making people's hair stand on end.
From the branches of a withered old tree, bursts of low humming came from the branches. The sound was harsh and unpleasant, like metal scratching against glass.
A black cassock hung on the other end of the branch, embroidered with blood-red lotus flowers, which was particularly eye-catching under the moonlight at night.
From the gaps in the cassock, blue flames were revealed, which flickered even more brightly and dimly when blown by the wind.
Under the cassock was a dark coffin, with the lid half-closed, and a person could be vaguely seen lying inside.
Waves of black mist floated out from the coffin, condensed into an indistinct ghostly face.
The ghost's face twisted, and it let out a shrill scream. It seemed that it was suffering from some great pain, and the whole ghost's face became ferocious.
The ghost face struggled for a moment and disappeared into the void, leaving behind a thin line of black smoke that turned into a small skull in the air.
This dead tree is the oldest ancient pine tree in this dense forest. Now it has been infected by evil spirits and is about to turn into a ghost tree.
The skull was hovering above the ghost tree, its eyes were green, and a faint green fire suddenly appeared in the eye sockets.
Immediately afterwards, the will-o'-the-wisps in the skull's eye sockets turned into two whirlpools, spinning endlessly, staring somewhere in the darkness.
"Zhao Guizhen, Tianzun asked me to ask you, are you really not going to attend the banquet of immortals?"
As a charming female voice came from the darkness, a graceful figure appeared in front of the black coffin.
The skin is slightly plump, the cheeks are fresh, bright and charming, and the body is naked. Important places are entangled with a few wisps of blue flames. A fiery red tail sways behind him, and he wears a half-bone skull cap on his head.
The charming woman who appeared in front of the black coffin did not look like a normal human being.
The skeleton in the void stared at the woman in front of him. After a moment, the skeleton flew back into the black coffin. The lid of the coffin was opened, and the figure in the black coffin sat up, with a black cassock hanging from his head and draped over his body.
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Under the Yingying ghost fire, Zhao Guizhen was dressed in a black monk's robe, but his hair was tied in a Taoist bun. He was twisting Buddhist beads in his hands and wearing a sword on his waist. The green ghost fire was reflected in the boy's hole, and he looked at the charming woman.
"At night, the tail fire comes out, and the skull is worn on the head to worship the Beidou. The skull does not fall and turns into a human being. The ghost fox clan may not become a human body even after a thousand years. No wonder Tianzun values you so much."
The fox girl smiled slightly: "Why should the real person look to the left to talk to him and not come after three invitations? Could it be that the real person wants to be the enemy of Tianzun?"
Zhao Guizhen sighed: "It's not that I'm neglecting the Heavenly Lord, it's really that what you have done is too shocking. If it succeeds, the world will turn into purgatory. We cultivators really can't bear to see this misfortune happen."
A trace of contempt flashed in the fox girl's eyes: "With the respect of a real person, would you also care about the life and death of those mortals? Tianzun said that if the real person participates in the banquet of the immortals, the "Thirty-two Body Maps of Ksitigarbha" will be presented to him with both hands. "
Zhao Guizhen was shaken all over, his eyes were shining brightly, and the will-o'-the-wisps in his eyes were flickering, showing that he was extremely uneasy: "Is this true?"
A strange blue fire flashed in the fox girl's eyes: "When have you ever seen Tianzun break his promise?"
Zhao Guizhen immediately bowed his head and said: "It's a poor man who made a mistake. In that case, I will attend the banquet of immortals in seven days."
Seeing that her goal was achieved, the fox girl suddenly showed a smile on her face: "You are a wise man. In recent years, Buddhism and Taoism have been hunting down demons and demons like us. If we are not united, how can we destroy Buddhism and Taoism and confuse chaos?" In the human world."
Seeing Zhao Guizhen smiling and saying nothing, the fox girl chuckled a few times, took a few steps back and disappeared into the darkness again.
After waiting for a while, the smile on Zhao Guizhen's face disappeared. Looking at the direction where the fox girl disappeared, he said: "Confusing the world? The fate of humanity has not yet collapsed. Do you want to trick us into dying first?"
After a few words, Zhao Guizhen raised his head and looked in the direction of Lanruo Temple, with a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes: "The old tree demon only said that there is a treasure in Lanruo Temple, but he didn't say what it was. Let the Dao Lao Ghost test it, and there should be something there." It worked out.”
"When the trouble here is over, I went to slaughter several nearby towns. The condensed blood essence is enough for me to complete the Yin Fu Sutra. In troubled times, I still need to improve my strength as soon as possible to avoid becoming a chess piece and cannon fodder."
Just when Zhao Guizhen was muttering to himself, preparing to perform blood sacrifices to several towns and advance his own magic power, there was a sound of flapping fans, and the soul-breaking bird, which was over ten feet long, flew towards him in panic.
"Well, something happened to the Dao Lao Ghost? Is there a troublesome person in Lanruo Temple?"
In a flash of thought, Zhao Guizhen directly performed the hand gesture. He didn't even have time to sense the life and death of the ghost in the sword prison. His body quickly retreated and disappeared into the black coffin behind him.
The Soul-Sorrowing Bird whined and landed on the coffin lid that was about to close. The black coffin rose from the ground and was about to disappear deep into the dense forest.
Zhao Guizhen saw the opportunity very quickly and ran away immediately without even waiting to confirm who his opponent was.
Before the black coffin could disappear in the darkness, Xu Xian dropped from the sky with a heavy hammer, hitting the black coffin with hundreds of thousands of kilograms of strange force.
