Cultivation

Chapter 28

The two Taoist priests from Prison Longling walked around the mountain, but they didn't find any traces of evil spirits.

As the sky gradually darkened, Ming Jing, who was the most courageous of the two, said: "Senior brother, once it gets dark, the dark air will become heavier. This monster is very cunning, why don't we come back tomorrow."

"How can a timid man become a great weapon?" After Ming Jian sneered at Ming Jing, he pinched his fingers a few times, "The moon is sparse and the wind is high and steep. Today is a bad omen. Well, tomorrow will be a good day. Let's come tomorrow."

Standing on the top of the tree from afar, Zhang Linggu clicked his tongue twice and was trying to find a way to keep the two Taoist priests in the mountain when he saw the two Taoist priests turn around a corner and meet each other. Fucked a bald monk.

Ming Jian Ji made a salute: "It turns out to be Master Jinxiu of Baoguang Temple."

Zhang Linggu, who was hiding in the dark, said to Fengyulou: "There is another one who steals merit."

"I don't care about the merits of exterminating demons." Feng Yulou said: "This demon seems to have some skills, maybe we can find out the whereabouts of Yue Chenxi from it."

Although Zhang Linggu knew that Fengyulou was indifferent on the surface, but in fact he regarded everyone in Ziwei Xingyu as very important, but he took this sentence as Fengyulou's extra concern for him, his heart suddenly jumped up, and his face was bright. You have to put on a look of indifference: "That's not in a hurry."

He raised his eyebrows when he saw Feng Yu Lou, and suddenly realized that finding Yue Chenxi was related to his life, how could he act too plainly, so he added: "This is fate, there is no rush."

On the mountain road below, Prison Dragon Ridge and Baoguang Temple had finished their courtesies with each other, and it was their turn to talk about business.

Ming Jian smiled and asked Master Jin Xiu: "I wonder if Master has found the place of the evil spirits in this mountain?"

"The poor monk hasn't been found yet..." Jin Xiu is a skinny monk, his side face is as sharp as a knife, and it is so hard that it is a little unreasonable: "Yaoyun can't make mistakes. Where there are demon clouds, there must be evil spirits. The aura is restrained like this, either there is a magic weapon that can hide and walk in the hand, or it is a mountain spirit tree monster hiding underground... This mountain is beautiful and pleasant, and it is reasonable to say that it is a place with beautiful mountains and rivers that all kinds of monster cultivators like. Did you fellow daoists notice that there are no animals with open spiritual apertures in this mountain?"

Zhang Linggu whispered to Fengyulou when he heard this: "I also find it strange that the bald head said that. Although we heard the singing of insects and birds along the way, our cultivation spirits did not startle the flying birds. And look at this tree, you can't even find a single ant on it, it's too weird."

Fengyu Tower is not proficient in these things: "Could it be that this mountain is an illusion?"

He immediately felt that something was wrong: "I came here about 100 years ago, and I vaguely remember that this mountain looks like this, it should not be an illusion."

Zhang Linggu forced back the word "with whom" on the tip of his tongue: "The mountain is a real mountain, but I don't know what kind of tricks this monster is playing."

He looked down at Shandao: "Look at what they are going to do."

Both Mingjian and Mingjing planned to leave, but when they met Monk Jinxiu, the two sects would naturally lose whoever left. Although they knew that it would be bad for them to get dark, they held their breaths to show their methods.

Monk Jinxiu said: "Our Baoguang Temple has a kung fu called animism. After performing it, you can see all the creatures on this mountain, no matter where you hide."

Zhang Linggu turned his head to look at Fengyu Tower: "Shall we avoid it?"

Fengyulou said: "So what if he sees us? Are they capable of fighting?"

Now that Yu Jian flies out, it will definitely alarm the three people below. Everyone is here to slay demons and demons, so why hide based on their abilities?

Zhang Linggu glanced in the direction of Fengyu Tower, thinking about the first time he saw him, he was also a master with a long sword, and he was a master who could do nothing nonsense. He said, "Well, let's fight."

On the mountain road below, Monk Jinxiu took down a scroll from his waist, he threw the scroll up, muttered words in his mouth, and the scroll unfolded in the wind, and golden Sanskrit characters glowing from the scroll floated out one by one, forming a long snake and flying in the wind Quickly formed a huge ring connected end to end, this ring floated up in the air and then fell down to encircle the entire mountain.

Zhang Linggu was surprised to see the golden light from Fengyulou beside him. He was dressed in white with this layer of fluorescence, and he didn't seem like a mortal figure in a trance. He worked hard to take his eyes off Fengyulou. Come down, look down and see that you also have a golden light.

The Mingjian and Mingjing on the mountain road also emitted a glint of light. They saw a few golden lights shining from far and near in the darkness, and they knew that they were just like golden lights.

According to Monk Xiu, all the creatures in the mountains are manifested by this animistic exercise.

Zhang Linggu pinched a decision, suppressing the anger on him and Fengyulou, the golden light on them was extinguished immediately, and he looked around: "There are quite a few people here."

The huge demon cloud in the sky must have attracted many immortal cultivators around. It would be a great merit to kill a demon king who was a disaster. Monk Jinxiu of Guangsi Temple can see that the mountain is quite big.

Monk Jinxiu closed the scroll and opened his eyes: "Southwest."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand, and a Zen staff appeared in his hand, and he took the lead in running to the southwest.

Mingjian and Mingjing glanced vigilantly in Zhang Linggu's direction, and followed Monk Jinxiu with their swords drawn.

The golden light on Zhang Linggu and the others just now fell into the eyes of these three people.

Zhang Linggu smiled bitterly: "It seems to have been discovered."

"Then there's no need to hide." Feng Yulou simply flew out with the sword, and felt empty under his feet as soon as he flew out, his aura suddenly seemed to be sealed, and he couldn't fly with the sword at all.

Zhang Linggu also found that he could no longer control the sword, so he hurriedly jumped down from the tree to check the situation of Fengyu Tower: "Master, are you alright?"

"It's okay." Feng Yulou frowned, and took out his usual long sword and held it in his hand.

The chirping of insects just now was completely inaudible, and the wind also stopped. The whole mountain seemed to have stopped suddenly, and a cold feeling emerged from the ground, making people feel stagnant and uncomfortable.

Zhang Linggu summoned two sword spirit guards around them: "The monsters in this mountain are more powerful than I expected."

"What did you see from the woman's corpse?" Fengyulou asked at this time.

"I'm not sure, after all, there are too many spells related to the number seven, but the ghostly aura that can penetrate deep into the bones, and the girl's bones are clean without any flesh and blood, these are all very wrong." Zhang Linggu Walking in front of Fengyu Tower, waving the sword in his hand to brush away the bushes blocking the way, and calmly opened the way for Fengyu Tower: "But the practice of pure yin female body, and the interval of three years, reminds me of a The legendary magic technique, the Seven Mother Devils in the ghost world."

Fengyulou has always been a person who doesn't like to read books. If you have to read it, you can only read what you need. For example, I read some books about demons in order to get rid of demon bones and swords for Zhang Linggu. As for the things about ghosts, he I haven't read it at all: "Oh, tell me about it."

Of course Zhang Linggu knew that this person was always too lazy to read, so he stood still and turned to look at Fengyulou and explained patiently: "In the ghost way, little ghosts are very evil and spiritual, and many ghost ways will raise little ghosts to help them." Doing things on their own, those little ghosts will eat some offerings from ghosts, and everyone will use each other, but this Seventh Mother Devil is no ordinary little ghost."

He enjoyed the serious eyes of Fengyulou looking at him very much, and immediately continued to say: "This kind of little ghost is said to be able to compete with monks in the spiritual realm, but unfortunately it is very difficult to raise. First of all, this little ghost , you have to choose someone who is related to you, well, ghosts generally have yin qi and yang qi, and most of them cannot be born with kidney deficiency, so most of them are looking for the child of their secular relatives. This child must be in the womb. More than seven months but not yet full-term delivery."

Fengyulou frowned: "Could it be that the baby is going to be taken by caesarean section?"

"That alone is not evil enough." Zhang Linggu said, taking advantage of the brilliance emitted by the sword spirit to move forward, he was afraid that if Fengyu Tower looked at him like that again, he would not be able to help but do something wrong: "First, we must kill the baby." The mother killed and made into a dead body, and then let the baby suck the mother's corpse oil to live. When the mother can no longer support the baby, the baby must be replaced by a mother. That’s why the people in the mountains asked the people to send young girls as brides.”

He paid attention to the movement around him: "We have counted six graves. If this year's Qing'er is sent up, I'm afraid that the Seventh Mother Devil will be refined. Thinking about it, I feel that I should be killed. In order to cultivate a person like this The little devil is going to kill seven innocent girls."

Feng Yulou was silent: "That is to say, in this mountain, besides a quick-formed little ghost, there is also a ruthless ghost?"

"Yes, that's what happened." Zhang Linggu said, "You also know that ghosts are always cunning, and it's hard to find them if they're well hidden, so..."

His eyes swept across the darkness, the light of the sword spirit beside him was very eye-catching, if the hidden formation in the mountain was activated, and all the immortal cultivators' auras would stagnate, then it would be the best time for that ghost.

He sighed faintly: "I heard that there is a kind of ghost that especially likes to use the souls of monks to make alchemy..."

There was a sound of wind in the darkness, and a sword spirit had already gone up to meet it, but when the sword fell, it only cut a piece of black mist. The mist seemed to be alive, and it quickly retreated into the further darkness when it was split.

"Chasing!" Zhang Linggu smiled coldly, letting the sword spirit chase after him, trying to tune the tiger away from the mountain?

His hand brushed all the swords hanging on his waist, and the other three sword spirits came out, and all five sword spirits chased the black mist into the woods separately.

Fengyulou raised the sword in his hand, the sword light flashed and hit something, the thing reacted very quickly, and retreated immediately if it missed a hit.

Zhang Linggu pulled out his usual long sword, stepped back, stood back to back with Fengyulou, and smiled coldly into the darkness: "Tsk, Daoist, I haven't killed ghosts yet, It’s a taste of something new today.”