Screams came one after another in the back garden, and in the blink of an eye, there were seven or eight more charred corpses that were melting quickly. Only three people, including the Baiyun Palace Supervisor, were safe.
That's not to say that there were no abnormalities at all. The three of them were struck by the sinister wind and bloody flames, and specks of black dust floated out from their bodies, scattering into the air and disappearing, just like what happened after the death of the topping mother-in-law.
The Baiyun Palace Supervisor lowered his head and looked with a look of shock and anger on his face: "No wonder I didn't bother to pay attention to that woman for a moment, and she disappeared without a trace. It turned out that I encountered such cruel trouble!"
His eyes swept over the faces of the other priest and the only remaining servant, and they looked at each other with stern expressions on their faces. He knew that if Wei Bao was allowed to hide in the dark and make a sneak attack, his side would be in danger. The end of the three people is really worrying.
"Go together!"
Following a loud shout from the Baiyun Palace Supervisor, the priests and servants opened their mouths and roared in unison, each raised their swords and rushed towards the direction where Wei Bao had disappeared.
Only the supervisor himself retreated violently and flew towards the entrance of the back garden. Just by looking at the swiftness of his movements, one could tell that this person was by no means as incompetent in cultivation as he seemed on the surface.
The three people who were supposed to join forces to attack suddenly lost one person, and the encirclement was immediately broken.
The priest and the servants jumped away as a matter of course, and when they stood still, they felt an increasingly cold and fierce wind pass through their bodies, and large amounts of black dust immediately rose up from their bodies.
"Don't raise your head!" In the bloody light, Qi Jingzhi pressed Wei Bao's head and said in a low voice.
Immediately afterwards, he held the Silver Evil Wind Mother Candlestick in his left hand, aimed it at the priests and servants gathered together, and blew out another breath.
This time, the two guys who were put together by Baiyun Temple Prison could no longer resist, and their whole bodies instantly ignited with blazing blood flames.
Qi Jingzhi could see clearly that without the protection of the black dust, the appearance of the priests and servants had changed drastically. Their appearance was ordinary, but they all had shiny bald heads and wore black monk robes.
Qi Jingzhi and Wei Bao were very familiar with this look. They obviously belonged to the same sect as the black-clothed demon monk who believed in the Great Black God and was killed by the sword ghost.
"Thousands of calamities, sharp blades and fierce light, the Great Black God, protect me!"
I saw two black-clothed demon monks shouting angrily at the same time. The weapons in their hands and their bodies were covered with a layer of black gold flames. As soon as they appeared, they could barely withstand the evil wind and blood flames.
The two immediately had a fierce confrontation, attacking and devouring each other, not only burning most of the black monk robes of the two monster monks, but also leaving traces of burnt black on their skin.
Seeing that the black gold flames were indeed useful, the two demon monks endured the pain, but chanted even harder, and the louder and louder voices spread far in the night sky: "Thunder sounds from the mouth, tribulation fire wrapped around the body, eating food Evil, destroy evil and turbidity! The supreme king of the north and south, Vajra Yaksha!"
The black gold flame suddenly became stronger, and it actually overshadowed the sinister blood flames on the two of them in one fell swoop, gradually suppressing the vicious blood flames that seemed to be burning from the bottom of their hearts back into their bodies.
"Hahaha, I wonder what's so great about this invisible fire, but it turns out it's nothing more than a will-o'-the-wisp fire!"
"It's very, very serious. This little boy of the Wei family dares to play tricks in front of Buddhas. I really don't know how to write the word "death"! If you follow me, you should seal him in a coffin and refine him into a sword ghost alive!"
The two monster monks yelled and cursed loudly, waving their weapons and slashing hard in the direction of the evil wind.
It's a pity that these two people are obviously unable to do what they want. Not only are their arms weak, but their legs are also shaking constantly. Not to mention jumping forward, it is quite difficult to stand firm.
Just by looking at these fierce-looking faces, one can tell that resisting the evil wind and bloody flames is not as easy as they say.
After hearing and seeing, Qi Jingzhi was quite surprised. He had only thought that these mysterious and sneaky monster monks were not good at all, but he did not expect that there seemed to be evil spirits hidden in their black gold flames. The power of subduing evil happens to be the enemy of Yinfeng Xueyan.
If someone who didn't know what was going on saw the scene in the back garden at this moment, they would probably regard Qi Jingzhi and Wei Bao as evil spirits who killed monks and annihilated Buddhas.
"There is a thunderous voice in your mouth and a body wrapped in calamity fire. Although you practice the righteous Dharma, you have evil thoughts and many deeds in your heart.
Unjust, he deserves to suffer such a catastrophe of burning his heart and burning his body with demonic flames! "
Qi Jingzhi stared coldly at the two monster monks who were wielding swords in the black gold flames in an attempt to survive. Without hesitation, he puffed up his cheeks and blew hard at the Yinsha Wind Mother candlestick.
In an instant, the gloomy wind was like an ape crying in the mountains and the blood flames were like rising waves in the sea, drowning the two demon monks in an instant.
The two men couldn't even scream, and instantly turned into two masses of ashes on the ground.
Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but shake his head.
These black-clothed demon monks either drive sword ghosts to kill people, or hide in the Baiyun Palace, using so-called golden tiles to cover the underworld. They are also familiar with the topping mother-in-law. They are definitely inseparable from this Nine Truth Incident, and they committed the murder just now. , It is true that he died not unjustly.
The next moment, Qi Jingzhi suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the entrance to the back garden. He saw a figure wearing a frost-white divine robe flying in, landing on the ground and rolling around a few times. It was the Baiyun Palace Supervisor who had just escaped. .
This man seemed to be dying. He struggled several times but was unable to get up from the ground.
The next person who entered the garden was an old man also wearing a divine robe, it was Ding Chengli, the master of Baiyun Palace.
He looked at Qi Jingzhi without any obstruction and said in admiration: "The Buddha is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet tall. You carry your grievances with you and you must pay them back eventually! Qi Jishi is really good at playing with the demonic resentment in his hand!" "
Qi Jingzhi was also looking at the concubine of Marquis Anfeng, with doubts in his heart.
The Baiyun Palace in Jiuzhen County is as leaky as a sieve. It has been secretly controlled by the black-clothed demon monks. Even if Ding Chengli, as the sutra master, never pays attention to secular affairs, he should not be unaware, let alone the people everywhere in the city at this moment. The back garden of Baiyun Palace was filled with excitement, but this person arrived late, which was really contrary to common sense.
Qi Jingzhi had various thoughts in his mind, but his face showed nothing. He pointed at the Baiyun Palace Supervisory Court on the ground and asked: "Master Ding Jing, Marquis Anfeng said that you have no cultivation, but when I look at it, it really doesn't look like it. I just don’t know if Ding Jingzhu is the bait, the hook, or the fisherman?”
Ding Chengli turned a blind eye to the scene in the back garden, and when he heard the young man's questions, he also seemed not to have heard them.
He stared at Qi Jingzhi quietly for a long time, then suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Buddha is one foot high, and the devil is one foot high. In front of the mountain, there is no wind or waves. Since you and I are in the game, Until the dust settles at the last minute, who can tell clearly what is right and wrong?"
Ding Chengli paused and pointed to the Baiyun Palace Supervisor on the ground: "Now that the game is not over, this person actually wants to leave the game with all his tail. This means that he doesn't even have the qualifications to be a fish bait. Isn't it stupid? ?」
"Hey! My brother found such an excellent bait as Qi Jishi, but these idiots are so useless that I have no choice but to die early."
After saying that, Ding Chengli suddenly raised his hand, and many shiny gold nuggets flew out from nowhere and hovered in front of the Sutra Master of Baiyun Palace.
Then I saw him point his fingers, fiddle with them in the air a few times, and then reassemble the gold nuggets into two gold tiles.
Looking at these two pieces of golden broken tiles that could not hide the cracks, Ding Chengli shook his head and sighed, then smiled at Qi Jingzhi and Wei Bao and said, "I made you two laugh. Although these two pieces of tiles are missing, it has no impact on the overall situation. , but Lao Chan has had a problem since he was a child, that is, he cannot see the flaws in the ointment. For example, a white jade with slight flaws is still valuable to others, but in Lao Chan's eyes, it is no different than dirt."
He paused, raised his head and shouted loudly: "Where is the golden spirit?"
Following this call, the golden rooster wearing a candle that had disappeared before appeared on the courtyard wall, and immediately fluttered its wings and flew to Ding Chengli's shoulder.
He reached out and grabbed the chicken's neck, pulled the golden chicken with the candle in front of him, tilted the golden candle very casually, and let the golden wax drop by drop fall on the two golden tiles and flow into the cracks of the golden tiles. .
After a while, the two golden tiles were healed as before, as smooth and clean as new, with no more cracks visible.
Ding Chengli nodded with satisfaction, casually threw the golden chicken wearing a candle behind him, and at the same time flicked his sleeve towards Qi Jingzhi, and immediately a huge tiger claw made of black gold flames flew out.
For a moment, there was a dazzling light in the back garden and a roaring wind, which was extremely fierce.
Qi Jingzhi's pupils shrank, and he immediately pulled Wei Bao beside him to dodge. While temporarily avoiding the sharp edge, he activated the Crane Technique, spitting out all the evil energy in his chest, and sprayed it fiercely on the Yinsha Feng Mother Candlestick, immediately killing him. The little monkey blew most of his body into shape.
The next moment, the sound of crying ghosts and apes was loud, and the overwhelming waves of blood and wind passed by the black gold tiger's claws and hit Ding Chengli directly.
Seeing this, the Sutra Master of Baiyun Palace laughed loudly, and black-gold flames suddenly appeared all over his body, wrapping himself heavily, leaving only a blurry figure, and a billowing heat wave spread in all directions.
Relying only on these heat waves, he was able to push away the evil wind and blood waves by more than ten feet, preventing him from getting close. His whole body was like a rock, splitting the blood waves in two.
Compared to the two black-clothed demon monks who had released black gold flames before, Ding Chengli was the real tribulation fire at this moment. The strong and strange flames were obviously extremely hot, burning and distorting the void around him.
At the same time, the claw that Ding Chengli had stretched out earlier did not turn to pursue. Instead, it crossed the place where Qi Jingzhi and Qi Jingzhi were standing just now and scooped up the ashes of the two demon monks.
"Qi Ji, please be patient. I have no ill intentions towards you."
Ding Chengli said with a smile, and then he took the initiative to restrain the black gold calamity fire on his body, leaving only a thin layer, revealing his figure while allowing the evil wind and blood waves around him to roll back.
When the little monkey on the candlestick of Yinsha Feng Mother returned to normal, the Sutra Master of Baiyun Palace laughed and said lightly: "Qi Jishi, although the flame of hatred on your lamp can point directly at people's hearts, it is still just an ordinary fire. , Compared with the calamity fire of Lao Chan, it is really far away!"
"Ding traveled around Wuji for decades, climbed mountains and crossed seas, and went through many hardships. Only then did he collect enough firewood to ignite the Taoist fire that condensed a lifetime of practice! If you, a little kid, were to hold a strange candlestick, I would give it to you. If the comparison goes down, wouldn’t it make people laugh out loud?”
Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi's heart suddenly sank, and then his right hand that was about to draw the sword suddenly stopped, and he pulled Wei Bao back slowly again.
In fact, as early as the appearance of Grandma Guanxin and the transformation of the Wei clan into living corpses, the various changes in the back garden of Baiyun Palace greatly exceeded Wei Bao's expectations, and were very different from the life-and-death fighting he was familiar with. Feeling somewhat at a loss, he continued to let his benefactor drag him away.
This single seedling of the Wei family remained silent, its eyes fixed on Ding Chengli, but its ears still tried hard to find the sound in the direction above its head. At the same time, it tried its best to restrain its desire to look up, because the benefactor said, if you look up, Look, the Jiuzhen Wei family is about to be truly exterminated.
What Wei Bao didn't know was that at this moment, his and his benefactor's lives were truly hanging by a thread. Life or death depended on the thoughts of the Sutra Master of Baiyun Palace in front of him.
"Now we are in big trouble. What Wei Bao and I caught with these two shrimps is not an ordinary fish. It is clearly a shark-tiger with all four claws. It can't even fit between people's teeth!"
Qi Jingzhi's thoughts were racing, but he was not sure whether he could escape safely.
The so-called Dao Fire, he had heard Mu Yingxian mention it before, and knew that it was a magical power that only great monks in the fourth realm had, and it was also an indispensable method for refining spiritual weapons and even innate natal weapons.
Previously in the Changle County Government Office and Anfenghou Mansion, Qi Jingzhi had carefully sensed the aura and spiritual pressure of Anfenghou Ding Chengyuan, and felt that he was very similar to Qing Yuanzi, the master of Tuanxiang Palace, that is, he was in the third realm. There is still a gap between the level of the third level of Taoism and Deng Fuqing, who has achieved great success in the third level and has both arms.
It's just that he has never actually seen Anfeng Hou take action. This rough comparison is really unreliable and can only be used as a reference. However, it can be inferred from the Marquis of Congjun that Ding Chengyuan, the Marquis of Anfeng, should still stay at the third level of Taoism. On the first floor, he had been left behind by his concubine Ding Chengli, who he said had no cultivation.
At the same time, an unrelated thought emerged from Qi Jingzhi's heart: "It seems that the so-called traveling in the wild and climbing mountains and crossing the sea must wait until the fourth realm. Mu Yingxian wants me to enter this realm. I asked someone about Pianyu Mountain again, and they said that the mountain is high and the road is far away, and the journey is difficult and dangerous. Could it be that Pianyu Mountain is located in the Wuji Wilderness?"
While he was thinking wildly, the five fingers of his right hand moved silently behind his back, secretly playing the five colors and five tones of heaven and earth.
This time, he did not refining
Yanxia Yuyi was as eclectic as before, but relied on her previous experience of repairing the sharp knife to specifically select and mobilize the golden energy that permeated the surroundings.
During this trip to Baiyun Palace, Qi Jingzhi first saw the golden pillars, the statue of the God of Autumn and the three golden gates on the road. He also saw the golden rooster wearing a candle and the golden tile fragments that appeared and disappeared when called. He guessed that the white clouds at this time The palace and even the entire Jiuzhen County City are dominated by gold energy, which contains a lot of mysteries. Even if Ding Chengli's Xuanjin Tribulation Fire can be so powerful, it must be fueled by gold energy.
If the Yin evil wind and blood flames could not stop the Xuanjin tribulation fire, if he and Wei Bao still wanted to find a way to survive, they dare not say that they could blend into the gold energy like a golden rooster wearing a candle and escape far away, at least they would have to use gold. Qi strengthens the haze and feathers, forming a shield and a spear to defend against.
Quietly, Qi Jingzhi's five fingers hooked several extremely thick golden threads.
Somehow, the black robe of Marquis Anfeng flashed across his mind. What seemed to be the Big Dipper and a long string of copper coins woven with gold thread?
Ding Chengli didn't pay attention to the small actions of Qi Jingzhi and the two men. After taking back the ashes of the two black-clothed demon monks, he sprinkled them on the two golden tiles and shouted: "Reincarnation in the fire house, drowning in the sea of misery, stubborn all night long, and finally can't change!"
"Now I grant you a piece of tile to cover your head. You are the ghost of one tile and the god of half an acre. You can linger in this house of fire for a while in the sea of suffering. Therefore, I give you this imperial edict. I am so grateful to you!"
