A look of suspicion appeared on the face of the heart-picking mother-in-law, and then the ignorant young man asked a third question: "Dare I ask my mother-in-law, did you pick an exquisite heart from a scholar more than ten years ago?"
"Linglong heart?"
Grandma Tongxin was stunned when she heard this. A memory that had long been vague in her heart was touched, and she couldn't help but show a thoughtful look on her face.
But before she could think about it carefully, she suddenly heard the young man say again: "Brother Wei, are you coming or am I coming?"
"My benefactor's sword is sharper, so I'm here to help!" Wei Bao's voice rang out.
Grandma Guanxin immediately turned her eyes and glanced in the direction where Wei Bao had been before, only to see the Wei Bao alone holding the living female corpse with both hands, slowly falling towards a coffin lid on the ground.
A golden cloud snake was tightly wrapped around the body of the female living corpse. No matter how it twisted, it could not break free at all.
As if he sensed Granny Guanxin's gaze, Wei Bao suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Looking around him, only the golden-threaded fog tiger was missing.
Grandma Guanxin felt a warning sign in her heart, and she looked down suddenly, only to see the young man standing there quietly, covered with a hazy feather coat, and his spiritual energy was scattered after being scratched and bitten by a group of living corpses. It seemed that he could be broken instantly. .
Seeing that Qi Jingzhi had never climbed a tiger to the sky, Granny Tongxin relaxed, and then sneered: "Those who can fly are not very good at it. Those who have some ability can't fly. How can a tiger transformed by clouds and hiding its head and tail be able to fly?" What can I do?"
The witch's laughter didn't stop when an ox-ear sharp knife suddenly poked out from the void behind her.
Before she could react, the sharp tip of the knife was like hot soup splashing snow. With a pop, it pierced the soft spot under the back of her head, then passed diagonally upward through her skull, and then suddenly emerged from the center of her eyebrow.
Granny Tongxin's expression suddenly froze, and her body froze in place.
At the same time, a red gold knife cloud emerged quietly, taking on the shape of a tiger, but the tiger's body did not have the veins formed by the previous gold threads, and it looked a bit illusory.
On the head of this foggy tiger, there was an extinguished silver candlestick.
Next to the candlestick stood a little monk of about the same height. His whole body was outlined with gold threads, and his golden color was extremely eye-catching.
At this time, the young monk was raising his eyebrows and raising his eyes hard, struggling to lift the handle of the sharp knife above his head.
In the midst of his busy schedule, he did not forget to lower his head and grin at Qi Jingzhi below. His eyebrows were thin and the corners of his mouth were curved, making him really smart and cute.
Seeing the young monk, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but laugh. His whole body suddenly surged with energy. The haze feather coat he carried with him immediately rose up in the wind, and in an instant he completely separated the dozen living corpses that were rushing towards him.
Immediately afterwards, he was like a golden cicada taking off its shell, leaping up from the feather coat, with his toes just a little bit on the shoulder of a living corpse, fluttering its wings like a bird, flying high, and pounced towards the topping Granny.
Just as Qi Jingzhi smiled and flew away, the witch was just like when she was stabbed in the heart before, the aura around her body flew away quickly, and disappeared in an instant.
The coffin lid, which was originally floating in the air, lost control and rolled to the ground without losing its strength, knocking down several living corpses that were already standing motionless.
Qi Jingzhi held the handle of the Niuerjian knife with one hand, and strangled the throat of Granny Guan Xin with the other hand. Wuhu held it up and slowly floated down.
The young monk Qi Huchan released the handle of the knife first, hugged the Yinsha candlestick with both hands, and jumped onto his elder brother's shoulders.
When the two brothers landed gracefully, Qi Jingzhi turned his head and looked over his shoulder, and saw that the young monk was beaming with joy, and his pride and excitement were beyond words. If he hadn't just used the red gold sword energy to manifest, he would have cheered.
Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but smile knowingly, and said to the young monk: "You have done a great job this time, and I already know how to help you reveal yourself. For now, let's return the gold energy to him."
This rather complicated attack just now was really not done deliberately by Qi Jingzhi, but Qi Huchan came forward on his own initiative.
Last night, in order to compensate Wei Bao, Qi Jingzhi suggested making a pair of leather armor from cowhide, using an ox-ear sharp knife when peeling the skin.
Wei Bao watched the whole process
, naturally recognized this knife. When I saw Granny Tongxin being stabbed through the heart by a knife earlier, I knew that my benefactor had arrived.
Later, the evil woman came back from the dead, and Wei Bao knew that he was not able to catch it, so he guessed the general location and secretly sent Wu Hu over.
At that time, Qi Jingzhi was hiding in the blood of Yinsha, and he took advantage of the situation to draw Wuhu in, and then he climbed up to the sky and gave the witch a hard blow. Unexpectedly, Qi Huchan suddenly made a strange move and actually jumped out on his own. The scabbard was swallowed into Wuhu's mouth.
What happened next was even more unexpectedly smooth. Wuhu flew into the sky with his sword in his hand, and Qi Huchan defeated the enemy with his sword.
The little monk received praise from his elder brother, and his smile became even brighter.
Knowing that Qi Jingzhi still had something important to do, he immediately nodded happily, but he was not in a hurry to return the gold energy. Instead, he put the Yinsha candlestick on his head, puffed out his chest, stuck out his butt, and walked back and forth twice, shaking his head and tail. He looked at his elder brother expectantly.
Qi Jingzhi was slightly surprised, and after thinking for a moment he asked, "Do you want that golden rooster wearing a candle just now?"
The little monk immediately nodded vigorously.
He placed the Yinsha candlestick on his eldest brother's shoulder, pointed at the candlestick, and then pointed at the gold threads that were forming on his body. Finally, he bowed and disappeared.
Qi Jingzhi naturally understood what the young monk wanted to express.
The golden rooster wearing a candle should also be transformed into a golden spirit and a golden evil spirit. If he could hold it in his hands, his younger brother would be able to appear anytime and anywhere, even if his spirituality was not enough. There were no other benefits.
When all the golden threads outlining the little monk flowed back to Wuhu who was standing aside, Qi Jingzhi felt a breeze blowing by, and there seemed to be a spiritual light floating into the sharp knife in his hand. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart at the wonder of creation. What a wonderful fate.
Not to mention his brotherly relationship with Qi Huchan, but just saying that along the way, his younger brother and Chijin Dao shared the golden energy together, and spiritually connected with each other, and they gradually formed some friendship, especially with the other end. Wu Hu is so kind that he can even borrow other people's gold threads.
"My benefactor, can you kill the witch this time?"
Seeing that the golden-threaded fog tiger had returned to its original appearance, Wei Bao from far away raised his voice and asked.
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi once again focused his eyes on the topping in his hand, and saw that although there was still no blood or brain matter flowing out of the knife edge, there were some fine black dust floating out of it.
Seeing this, he immediately twisted the handle of the knife and stirred up the witch's head.
This time it was like stabbing a hornet's nest. Not only the blade, but Granny Tong's whole body and even her black clothes were shattered into countless black dust, flying into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, a naked little monkey with red eyes and no eyelids appeared in front of Qi Jingzhi's eyes.
"Huh? This witch is not a human being."
Just when this thought came into his mind, Qi Jingzhi felt his left hand tighten, and a bright clear light came out from between the fingers of the palm holding the little monkey's neck.
He couldn't help but be surprised, not because he was surprised that the small bronze mirror arrived so late, but because he felt that the mirror always feeds on evil spirits with special evil spirits, but this time it was as blind as him, and he failed to see through it. To top off the mother-in-law disguise.
Immediately, Qi Jingzhi responded loudly in the direction of Wei Bao: "Finally we found the right target and killed him with one blow! This time we were defeated by two knives!"
Wei Bao nodded silently when he heard this, leaned over and picked up the female body from the coffin lid, and walked towards a coffin.
Qi Jingzhi looked around and saw that most of the fallen leaves in the garden had been burned. The flames on the ground were gradually weakening, and thick smoke was rising from the embers. On the contrary, seven or eight ancient trees were caught in the night wind carrying sparks. , instantly turned into huge torches.
Because the weather is dry and dry, these torches burn extremely brightly and fiercely, but they almost spin up and out.
In just a few breaths, the violent flames can devour all the leaves and slender branches of the tree, and then extinguish it in an instant, leaving only a scorched tree as black as iron, with its teeth and claws waving towards the sky.
Between the thick smoke of the iron trees and the embers of the blazing flames, there were hundreds of corpses with hideous faces, either standing or falling. At first glance, they looked like a hellfire.
Qi Jingzhi did not go to help Wei
Leopard put away the ox-ear sharp knife instead of enclosing the clansman, and took off the Yinsha candlestick from his shoulder.
He walked back to the ancient cypress before, pressed his back against the trunk, and tried his best to stretch his spiritual sense. At the same time, he also mobilized the aura of the pine and cypress trees that splashed with snow, frost, and lingering rain to protect the ancient cypress. Cypress is protected from wind and fire.
After a fight, the back garden of Baiyun Palace suddenly became quiet.
Sounds came from all over the city in the wind, including galloping horses' hooves, rain of arrows piercing the sky, and all kinds of fighting cries, which were obviously louder than before.
After extinguishing the Yinsha Candlestick, Qi Jingzhi could no longer see the golden pillars, the statue of Qiu God, and the three golden gates with different colors, and wondered if there had been any changes.
At this time, he and Wei Bao had caught a medium-sized fish with the bait, but just listening to the current movements in the city, one could tell that this incident was far from over.
Suddenly, Qi Jingzhi felt his heart move. He immediately looked at the palm of his left hand and saw the figure of a hairless red-eyed monkey reflected in the mirror.
"Wind Mother's Corpse is transformed by the yin wind, corroding the human heart and liver. It lives in the wind and dies after being damaged by the brain. It is cold in nature, bitter in taste, and non-toxic. Soaking it in wine can cure wind diseases."
Qi Jingzhi nodded secretly. The person who could be noticed by the small bronze mirror was indeed no ordinary monkey, or even not a monkey at all.
"Can soaking in wine cure wind diseases? It doesn't seem to be of much use...but this so-called dark wind is somewhat interesting."
Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but secretly lamented the complexity of the recipe for the small bronze mirror, which even the monks who eat Xia Xia and Shi Qi could not match.
Now that he has become more knowledgeable, he knows that the choice of a monk at the dining level is particularly important. It must be consistent with his own path. After making a choice, he must never tire of fine food and fine food. The purer the better, absolutely It is impossible to taste everything like a mirror.
On the contrary, things refined by mirrors are always extremely pure. If a monk chooses Yin Feng, then this wind mother's corpse will be an extremely precious treasure to him.
"Well, it's a pity that this corpse of the Wind Mother is not very consistent with what I have learned. It is said that the wind rises in the pines and the angry cranes soar into the sky. Although this evil wind that erodes the heart and heart is also wind, it can probably be blended into the pine wind, and even It produces strange and strange changes, which can corrode people's thoughts, but it is completely contrary to the character of the pines, cypresses, and trees, and the wind shaking the shenghuang, and it is not worthy of the majestic meaning of the angry cranes soaring into the sky."
"In this case, as far as I am concerned, this evil wind is... hmm? It is transformed by the evil wind and erodes the heart and liver?"
Qi Jingzhi suddenly looked at the Silver Evil candlestick in his hand, and thought to himself: "It seems that the bronze mirror's final assessment of this Silver Evil corpse is three words... it leads to the underworld!"
"The blood flames couldn't burn Grandma Guanxin before because it was covered by those weird black dust."
"Now that the Wind Mother Corpse has returned to its original appearance, if this sinister wind that erodes the human heart meets the Yinsha blood flame that gnaws at the greed and hatred of the human heart and can lead to the netherworld, I wonder how the two will change? Can they be like the Soul Corpse, The Qiu Zhi corpse and the Black Evil corpse merge into one, making it even more mysterious?"
"The wind mother corpses on my left and right are of no use to me, so I might as well..."
This idea just emerged from Qi Jingzhi's heart, and it could no longer be contained. It is true that the situation in Jiuzhen County is becoming more and more chaotic and critical. It would be good to add a little more strength. In some cases, Yin The power of the evil blood flame is even greater than that of Jianrenshou and Niuerjian knives.
He immediately took out Feng Mu's corpse from the palm of his left hand, and immediately ignited the Silver Evil Blood Flame again.
After being refined by the mirror, Feng Mu's corpse, which was originally only three feet long, has shrunk even further. Now it is no more than the size of Qi Jingzhi's palm. It looks completely devoid of ferocity, but instead looks a bit naive inexplicably.
This little hairless monkey was illuminated by the blood flames, and its two red eyes suddenly glowed with red light. There were traces of black energy coming out of its body, as if it had grown black hair all over its body in an instant.
At the same time, the little silver girl with her eyes closed and smiling on the Yinsha candlestick suddenly opened her eyes, revealing two deep black holes, filled with endless malice.
At this moment, the hairless red-eyed monkey looked so similar to the little girl holding a blood candle with holes-like eyes.
Comparing the two, Qi Jingzhi suddenly discovered that the little monkey's red eyes were actually the result of blood evil. It might even be because Granny Tongxin had been killing people for many years and her moral conduct was much higher than Wan'er's. The red eyes were even redder than the blood candle. Condensed Essence
It was much pure, and the breath was not leaking at all, so much so that Qi Jingzhi had not been able to recognize it at a glance before.
In addition, the traces of black energy on the little monkey's body were also faint. However, after careful comparison at this moment, it was clearly similar to the resentment coming out of the little girl's eyes. It reminded Qi Jingzhi of the spirit mask that once existed. The vicious wind in the air.
As for the sinister wind of Feng Mu's corpse or the silver smell of Yin Sha's corpse, which one is more affecting people's hearts is unknown.
Seeing this scene, Qi Jingzhi felt a little hesitant in his heart. Originally, he thought of using the silver evil candlestick as the main one, with some wind to help the fire, but now he realized that the topping mother-in-law was an old demon after all. Even though she was dead now, she could Just talking about the purity of the corpse, it is very likely that it will turn against the guest.
At this moment, the little silver girl, who should have been equally unconscious, suddenly moved.
She actually moved the tray she held above her head and reached towards the head of the hairless red-eyed monkey, as if she wanted to put the blood candle on the other's head. qδ
"This is……"
Qi Jingzhi suddenly remembered that before Wan'er's body was refined by the mirror, its appearance seemed to be a bronze monkey candlestick.
That candlestick exists in Wan'er's memories. Whenever she was afraid of the dark, her father would light it and put it on the bedside of the little girl!
