This figure was wearing a crimson dress, with a slender body, crystal clear skin, and a breathtakingly beautiful face.
She has thick black hair, slightly raised eyebrows, narrow eyes with raised corners, outlining a charming curve, a high nose bridge, and plump lips.
"Little girl Xi Ming, I would like to pay my respects to all the Taoist priests." The monster looked at Song Xing and said softly and charmingly.
"There really is a demon!" Xu Xian's somewhat surprised voice sounded.
The banshee named Ximing looked at Xu Xian and smiled and said: "The little girl is not a monster, but a descendant of the Suiren family. Her ancestors were all gods of fire. She now lives in the ever-bright lamp in front of the Buddha."
Although everyone looked shocked, they didn't believe what kind of person the Suiren clan was. The head of the Three Emperors was regarded as the Fire Ancestor by later generations. The little demon in front of them clung to the Suiren clan in order to survive. It was simply ridiculous.
After Xi Ming's true form emerged, those with sharp eyesight among the crowd had realized that this woman was indeed a spirit monster, and that her body's magic power was only shallow, so she was not a big monster.
Seeing that everyone did not believe it, Ximing explained again: "I am a descendant of the Suiren family. The ancestor was meritorious to people, controlled fire, guarded the south, ruled Shennong and Taotang with virtue, and became king in the Western Han Dynasty. During the reign of Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty, Buddhism was introduced , the two arhats Mo Sheng and Zhu Falan petitioned my fourteenth generation ancestor to promote Buddhism and was named Changming Gong."
"When Emperor Wu of Wei destroyed Buddhism and killed Taoist priests, Duke Changming died. Emperor Wen of Wei succeeded to the throne, Buddhism rose again, and was inherited by Changming's descendants. In the early years of Zhenguan, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty went to Lishan to build the Huaqing Palace and the Chaoyuan Palace. Pavilion, Hall of Eternal Life, and built a temple to the east of Lishan Mountain. Because of the imperial concubine’s request, the emperor had the West Temple built and named me Lady Ximing. When Master Xuanzang built Lanruo Temple, he felt that I was born in front of the Buddha. Spirituality moved me here from Lishan Mountain, where I can be influenced by Buddhism every day."
Xuanyuan stepped forward and asked, "You are just a little monster. With so much power, Master Xuanzang, why would he specifically move you here from Lishan Mountain?"
Mrs. Ximing spoke again: "I don't know about this little demon, but the little demon is blessed by the virtues of my ancestors and the loyal belief of Emperor Yan, so the evil sounds and looks cannot enter my heart. I can also make metal into weapons, and I can use them to move." It can burn away the mountains and fields, but silence can illuminate the darkness and break up the gloom.”
She has been in this temple for three hundred years. When she first met Xuanzang, Mrs. Ximing thought that Xuanzang was here to slay demons. Who knew that Xuanzang brought her to Lanruo Temple? , spent three hundred years of quiet but peaceful time.
"Emperor Yan is loyal..." Upon hearing this, Master Xuanyuan couldn't help but murmured something, and then said: "I see that there is indeed no violence in you. I believe you have no harmful words."
"But at this time, a group of demons are gathering outside Lanruo Temple. For the safety of others, we cannot completely trust you, so the old Taoist will set a restriction for you to avoid accidents."
Although I don’t know why Xuanzang placed this little demon in the Buddhist hall, the mature and prudent Xuanyuan decided to seal Mrs. Ximing first to avoid causing trouble to himself and others.
"Masters of the Sword Immortal Sect, why don't you come out of the temple to meet me as this little girl is the treasure sent by the Sword Immortal?"
Just when Old Taoist Xuan Yuan was about to take action, a soft and waxy sound suddenly came from the sky above Lanruo Temple, and it reached everyone's ears very clearly.
Hearing the somewhat familiar voice, Xu Xian suddenly showed surprise on his face and blurted out: "Fox demon!"
The person who spoke was the fox demon who had ambushed Liu Haichan and others in the black mist but was repelled by Song Xing. He called himself Nie Xiaoqian.
Hearing the fox demon named someone from the Sword Immortal Sect, Liu Haichan and Xu Xian looked at each other with a trace of doubt in their eyes.
"Let's go out and take a look."
The enemies came to kill them all and named them. If they were still hiding in the temple, wouldn't they lose the reputation of the Sword Immortal Sect? Liu Haichan thought about it for a moment, then got up and walked out.
Li Wangsheng and Xu Xian followed closely behind.
Arriving outside the temple gate, Liu Haichan saw Nie Xiaoqian, who was wrapped in blue demonic fire, standing dozens of meters away in a lively manner, with demonic aura billowing behind her, as if there were countless monsters hidden in it.
Liu Haichan said with a gloomy face: "Witch, I'm here, tell me if you have anything to say!"
Nie Xiaoqian looked at Song Xing walking out behind Xu Xian, and smiled slightly: "Tianzun said that the matter at Lanruo Temple has nothing to do with the Sword Immortal Sect. Everyone must leave Lanruo Temple before dawn. I will spare your life. Otherwise, we will step down by then." If the temple is flat, no chickens or dogs will be left behind.”
When Liu Haichan heard Nie Xiaoqian's words, he laughed loudly: "The chickens and dogs are not allowed to stay? Your Tianzun can't even enter Lanruo Temple. I would like to see how he can prevent us from leaving the chickens and dogs."
After Liu Haichan finished speaking, the monks who followed behind him all agreed.
Although there are many demons and ghosts in the black mist, there are few of them with extraordinary strength. Although everyone has doubts in their hearts, they are not very frightened.
Seeing the crowd clamoring, Nie Xiaoqian chuckled, but did not make any move. The black mist rolled behind her and wrapped an object in front of Liu Haichan: "In this case, the belongings of the Sword Immortal Sect will be returned to their original owners."
Liu Haichan subconsciously took a step back, his remaining right arm already touching the hilt of the sword.
Looking intently, the black mist dissipated, revealing what was inside, but it made him stunned and let out a low roar of despair!
The next second, the long sword was unsheathed and slashed towards Nie Xiaoqian with a decisive sword light.
What was exposed in the black mist turned out to be a corpse!
Wearing a gray bat-patterned outfit, carrying a long bow on his back, a sword sheathed on his waist, a full beard, and a middle-aged face with a slightly vicissitudes of life, it is Yan Chixia who has disappeared for a long time.
Yan Chixia is dead!
The body was even sent back as if provoked by the monster!
Liu Haichan felt that his mind was about to burst. He didn't even have time to think about why Yan Chixia died and what happened to Lu Dongbin. The sword light was already slashing in front of Nie Xiaoqian.
The sword light fell, and in the open space in front of Nie Xiaoqian, several huge tree roots, shaped like giant pythons, suddenly sprang out, waving them to block Liu Haichan's sword light.
Nie Xiaoqian retreated again, and the huge tree roots quickly formed a tree wall in front of Liu Haichan. Even though Liu Haichan's sword light fell on it, it still blocked his pursuit of Nie Xiaoqian.
The next second, Song Xing, who was standing behind Xu Xian, took action, and the Fangtian Painted Halberd swung out in his hand. In an instant, a galaxy formed, penetrated the tree wall, and appeared in front of Nie Xiaoqian.
Nie Xiaoqian stretched out her jade hand and lightly grasped the tip of Fang Tian's painted halberd in the air. At the same time, her other slender white hand reached for Song Xing's right hand holding the halberd.
At the moment of contact, a ball of blue fire suddenly exploded between Nie Xiaoqian's hands, and then she screamed and quickly retracted, and her pretty face turned pale.
A stream of blue demonic fire spilled from Nie Xiaoqian's hand and fell towards Song Xing's right hand holding the halberd pole.
The demonic fire was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it covered Song Xing's right hand, burning his flesh.
Under Nie Xiaoqian's proud gaze, Song Xing's hand holding the halberd did not shake at all. Instead, Fang Tian's painted halberd erupted with terrifying momentum. Before she could react, it had pierced her chest at a speed that surpassed all others.
Nie Xiaoqian covered the bleeding wound, her eyes filled with disbelief, and bright red blood stains hanging from the corners of her mouth. She shook it twice and turned into demonic fire and scattered in the air.
