But it was said that the disciples of Tongchenyuan were running wildly with their swords in the corridor, and they were frightened and calmed down until they reached the bottom of Guiwu Village.
The Nine Infants have a reputation for being evil. I wonder if the masters and uncles can handle it. Everyone can't help but feel worried when talking about this matter.
There was a vague fragrance floating in the corridor, and Yu Lu suddenly stopped and shouted: "Who is coming?" The Canglang Fairy Sword in his palm flashed fluorescently, and he was alert.
The fragrant breeze was blowing in front, and an elegant and dignified woman, Pingping Tingting, who was as beautiful as a peach and plum came to greet her. There was a hint of doubt in her charming eyes.
The pretty woman had a stern look on her face and scolded: "You are an arrogant young man who broke into the forbidden areas of Shiyan City without permission and dared to question the Lord of this city!"
Everyone was at a loss and Yu Lu said in surprise: "Fangjia is Mrs. Hongwei?"
The beautiful woman heard this but did not answer. She glanced at Yu Lu's clothes and said even more angrily: "I heard that Tongchenyuan is ambitious. Could it be that he even cares about a mere stone city? Let me ask you, where are the disciples of this concept?"
Yu Lu felt very aggrieved and swallowed his anger: "Senior, please calm down. All the monks in the city were killed by the Nine Infant Monster. It seems that no one except senior was spared. It is purely a coincidence that we are here."
Mrs. Hongwei said angrily: "Asshole, Shiyan City has always been peaceful, where did the monster Nine Infants come from?"
Yu Lu frowned and said, "What we have seen with our own eyes is absolutely true. If you are suspicious, senior, you can go to the end of the corridor to check."
Mrs. Hongwei said coldly: "That's nonsense! You actually tried to trick the Lord of this city into committing danger! I'm afraid all the people in this city have been massacred by Tongchenyuan."
Yu Lu couldn't bear it anymore and asked: "Senior, how can you arbitrarily frame Benyuan without any evidence? The bodies of the deceased are all there. Senior can tell at a glance."
Mrs. Hongwei's words became even sharper, saying: "If it is as you said, and there is no evidence to prove it, Tongchenyuan will never want to stay out of it!"
Encountering this shrew, Yu Lu was at a loss what to do and was completely speechless.
When Nightingale saw that her senior brother was holding back his food, he stepped out from the crowd and sneered: "This evil witch complained first, there is no point in wasting your breath!"
Mrs. Hongwei laughed angrily and said: "You are a girl who wants to die. She dares to show her teeth and claws in front of this city lord. I think she is used to being arrogant in Tongchenyuan."
The long sleeves flicked, and a bit of cold star shot out and rushed towards the nightingale's throat.
Yu Lu did not dare to underestimate the skills of the monk in the infant stage. He quickly took out the Canglang Fairy Sword and lowered two icebergs in front of him to protect him. He said apologetically: "Junior sister, I have always been outspoken. Please forgive me, senior."
Mrs. Hongwei turned a deaf ear, and the cold star fell silently on the iceberg. Yu Lu didn't even have a chance to breathe, and the iceberg immediately broke and melted.
Yu Lu was shocked and turned pale. He activated the Canglang Fairy Sword to roll up a screen of light, and tried to retreat. However, the corridor was narrow and constricted. The fellow disciples behind him did not know the truth and did not get out of the way, so they blocked the corridor tightly.
When Yu Lu was helpless, Han Xing turned into a black dragon and was tightly bound to the Canglang Immortal Sword. He hit it with a strong force, and the Immortal Sword lost the connection with his mind. Yu Lu said in shock: "Tao Binding Technique!"
All living beings meet by chance, and good and bad deeds have their own karma. There are six paths between life and death: heaven, humans, animals, asuras, hungry ghosts, and hell.
It is rumored that the Yin Ling Ghost Path originated from the Buddhist Hungry Ghost Path, which means the power of ugliness and evil. Afterwards, new Taoist techniques were derived from the Yin and Yang family's secret techniques of transformation, which are divided into the Path of Bitterness, the Path of Substitution, and the Path of Binding. , collectively called ghost paths.
The path of suffering confuses people's minds and makes them experience all the pain and hardship in life;
Those who stand for the Tao have thousands of incarnations, and the true and false are confused, making it difficult to distinguish;
Those who bind the way can be imprisoned and destroyed, taking advantage of their weakness to take their lives.
This way is known for its treacherousness and evil, and is mostly despised by the world. However, it was carried forward by barbarian cultivators in the Tufun Islands deep in the sea.
Yu Lu lost the Canglang Fairy Sword and was inevitably panicked. The black dragon on the opposite side took the advantage and continued running towards him with a roar. At the critical moment, Nightingale and Du Ruozhou took a few steps forward, and the Liuying Sword and the Ansha Sword were shining brightly, twisting into the black dragon's neck like a dragon scissoring.
Suddenly, he heard the cry of the phoenix behind him, and a miniature divine beast with bright blue light and smoke covering the moon flapped its wings, opened its sharp beak and easily sucked the black dragon into its belly.
Mrs. Hongwei said horrified: "Qingluan!"
The blue luan bird did not stop, its wings rolled up, and a luan feather stabbed into Mrs. Hongwei's throat as fast as lightning.
There was mist rising in the corridor, and Mrs. Hongwei's figure was in a trance for a while, and gradually turned into a piece of rotten wood leaning against the corner. The luan feathers passed through the wood, still shining with a green brilliance.
Du Ruozhou looked at the footprints beside the rotten wood and said, "Senior brother, it seems that the witch has been lingering here for a long time, and she seems to be deliberately intercepting and killing us."
Yu Lu sighed and said: "The witch is so good at acting, I almost thought she really cared about the people of Shiyan City. Regardless of whether this interception is successful or not, it is enough to show that she has a close relationship with Jiuying. "
Nightingale said: "One man is at the gate and ten thousand men can't stop her. It's strange that the witch knows how to choose a place. The sword is important, so hurry up and chase her."
Yu Lu shook his head and said: "Don't worry, she won't give up easily after the interception attempt. Further ahead is Gui Wu Village. Everyone, be prepared for a fierce battle."
Han Bing did not recall the blue luan bird, but let it fly ahead to warn.
Pushing open the secret door of the corridor, it was quiet in the secret room. Stepping out of the beamless hall, it was nightfall.
Yan Ci softly exhaled the turbid breath, and was suddenly startled. The walls and courtyards of Guiwu Village were hung with ghost shadows. There were men and women, old and young. They were covered in white clothes, or their faces were covered with messy hair, or their eyes were filled with blood and tears. Or they had weird fake smiles, some even had their chins missing, and some lifted their heads to comb their hair with their fingers. Their twisted cheeks were smeared with white paste layer by layer, their faces were ashen, and their eyes were as dull as dead fish. god.
Seeing his scalp numb, Yan Ci took a breath and said, "Is this the Yin spirit you call?"
The atmosphere was extremely depressing, and no one would be excited to see a group of ghosts dancing around at night. The courtyard was silent, except for the ghostly shadows, which were extremely penetrating.
Looking at these lonely ghosts, Yan Ci suddenly thought of the Luotuo knight. The sorrow and anger in his heart completely covered up his fear, and he actually said with a kind heart: "I will be enslaved after death, Yan I will save your souls tonight."
The Yin spirit is obviously controlled by humans, with a dull face and mostly unresponsive. Not long after, there were actually several ghost figures clapping and clapping, and everyone's eyes almost dropped.
The night breeze blows on her temples, and Mrs. Hongwei stands on the ridge of the palace, giggling and laughing non-stop. Her fragrant body exudes the charming fragrance of a mature woman. Her gracefulness is mixed with wild waves. In this strange place, she is surrounded by ghosts in the courtyard. A sharp contrast.
She pointed at Yan Ci and said: "You talk to people when you see them, but you talk about ghosts when you see them. You are really unique."
Then he looked at the Yin spirits who were clapping, and said with a smile: "Some of the newly dead Yin spirits are stubbornly resisting, but as long as you give an order from this city gate, all of them will be the ghosts you have been waiting for."
Unknown anger surged in Yan Ci's chest, and he didn't give the temptress a good look at all. He let out a sigh and said, "The little ghost ancestor who was scared to death just now still dares to show off here!"
Mrs. Hongwei's relaxed brows gradually tightened, and she retorted: "Being mean is a trait, it's innate."
Yan Ci flew into a rage, squinting and scolding: "I have my own dirty tricks to deal with bitches. The old madam, who is a bitch, is here to show off her hair. I don't know what kind of crazy woman gave birth to her."
Qunfang Temple attracts travelers and is like a brothel. However, Mrs. Hongwei likes to hide her opinions the most, and she hates people taking advantage of this to make fun of her most in her life.
Her face was distorted with anger, and she couldn't hold back the anger of being ridiculed. She gritted her teeth and said: "If I don't bear your ghost, I can't bear the title of City Lord." She shook out a golden bell and shook it, and the ghosts were overwhelming. He bared his teeth and claws and rushed towards the crowd.
Mrs. Hongwei said with a livid face: "Drink a pot of ghost control first, and then I will serve you the main course!"
Mrs. Hongwei glared and gnashed her teeth, and almost fainted with anger. She couldn't care about anything now, she just wanted to skin this venomous boy immediately.
Yan Ci suddenly felt satisfied when he saw her angry, and said with a smile: "This resentful woman was giggling like an old hen that had just laid an egg. Now she is so angry that she is going crazy. Hurry up and throw the egg at me!"
Mrs. Hongwei was already half-dead from anger, and she was not far from death when she heard this again. The golden bell between his fingers rang sharply, directly mobilizing the ghost figures in half of the courtyard, and the arrogant Chao Yanci rushed towards him.
Yan Ci turned around and ran away, exclaiming: "Sister, help me!"
Han Bing smiled brightly and said sweetly: "Don't worry, I'll come right now."
The spiritual insect, as small as a mosquito fly, floated over Mrs. Hongwei's head, and suddenly the spiritual light burst out, turning into a blue luan and pecking as fast as a heel, and sprayed out a ray of blue light that penetrated the top of Mrs. Hongwei's head.
Screams and cheers suddenly started!
Qingluan flapped his wings and pulled out a strange snake with one head, two bodies, six legs and four wings, and hissed from Mrs. Hongwei's head.
The strange snake is white and flawless, its small mung bean-like eyes flashing fiercely, and its body is intertwined and twisting, struggling constantly.
Qingluan was quite impatient. He held the snake's neck in his mouth and slapped it on the roof ridge several times. The gravel was scattered everywhere, and the strange snake was swallowed by Qingluan in its belly.
Yin Ling was stunned, and the disciples were also stunned. This battle was over before it even started.
Susha Qingying suddenly said: "The fat relic is possessed by the beast! No wonder Mrs. Hongwei and Jiuying are colluding with each other. It turns out that she is also half a demon."
Mrs. Hongwei's skin rolled down from the ridge of the roof to the steps, gradually turning into a bloated, dark, gray-faced little woman.
Du Ruozhou vomited: "It's your grandpa's fault. She pretends to be elegant and refined, but she is like this in her bones." After saying that, he raised his foot and kicked Mrs. Hongwei's scrawled skull aside. The strange ancient sword fell out. Although the color was a bit dim, it was the Canglang Fairy Sword.
Yan Ci bala bala recited a mantra leading to rebirth and told the Yin spirit: "You are now free, you can go to reincarnation."
All the Yin spirits suddenly woke up and dispersed with a huff.
Guiwu Village was completely at ease, and even the stars in the sky seemed to be a little brighter. Qingluan was still soaring in the sky, its long and clear chirping pouring out boundless joy.
Han Bing also said happily: "The blue luan bird is the natural enemy of the fat relic beast. If you eat delicious food, your cultivation level will reach a higher level. No wonder it is so excited."
Yan Ci put his palms in his hands and smiled and said: "If this is the case, the safety along the way will be more guaranteed!" Everyone was convinced when they heard this, and Qingluan became the backbone of the disciples.
Yu Lu suddenly laughed and said: "Junior Brother Yan is a good tactic, and he sent this witch to the guillotine without any effort."
Yan Ci scratched his head in embarrassment, but Qu Yuyi, who rarely spoke, commented: "It's a pity that the words are too vulgar."
Yan Ci spread his hands and said, "I'm just using my words, how can I be as vicious as Senior Sister Han Bing?"
Han Bing glared and said, "No matter how eloquent you are, I will make you go to reincarnation!"
"Hahahaha..." The group of cultivators burst into laughter, and their hearty laughter soared into the sky, echoing over Ghost Dance Village for a long time.
