It was a steep cliff with a smooth gray-white stone wall.
A pale silver skeleton with a height of 100 meters was neatly embedded in the cliff, most of the skeleton was wrapped in smooth stone, and only a small part was exposed.
Looking at the hideous and twisted shape of the skeleton, we know that the owner of the skeleton endured great pain before he died.
To Yin Xuege's surprise, behind the pale silver skeleton, a small half-cut skeleton like a bat's wing skeleton was faintly exposed.
In other words, this pale silver skeleton has a pair of bat wings.
And as far as Yin Blood Song knew, among the countless races in the Hongmeng Ten Thousand Realms, only the Blood Demon Clan had such characteristics.
A few dodged in front of the cliff, Yin Xuege stood on tiptoe and touched the skeleton embedded in the cliff with his hand.
The rocks and bones are tightly combined, and there are no gaps between them, as if the skeleton had grown in this cliff.
The little nun who had been ordered to get the pill just now quietly walked to Yin Xuege's side and handed over a few medicine bottles.
Seeing that Yin Xuege cared about this skeleton very much, the little nun said softly: "Legend has it that when the patriarch of this sect opened up this dojo, this mountain cliff suddenly collapsed, and this skeleton was exposed from it.
I don't know when and where this is the remains of the great power, in short, the patriarch of this sect tried his best, but he couldn't hurt him in the slightest. ” With a soft roar, the Blood Song Sword spurted out with Sen Sen's blood light, slashing heavily on a bone.
When there was a loud bang, the Blood Song Sword was bounced high, and there was not even a trace left on the bones.
Yin Xuege glanced at the little nun in shock, he nodded, took a few medicine bottles into his hand, and thanked the little nun.
The little nun smiled and nodded, and was about to say something when a low roar suddenly sounded in the distance.
In the midst of the angry cheers, the row of small buildings that Yiye ordered to place Yin Xuege's subordinates collapsed, and dozens of Yin Xuege's subordinates spat blood and were blown away by a thunderbolt, and several monks with slightly lower strength were blown to pieces.
Screaming, she rushed into the sky and punched a tall and handsome young monk with slightly pale golden skin standing on a cloud of white clouds.
But the young monk just sneered, and swept a Bodhi branch in his left hand, and a golden glow fell on his head, but the thin glow was heavy, and it fell back to the ground on the spot, smashing a hole in the ground.
"You wait for the demons, how dare you break into the dojo of my merit institute" The young monk sneered, pointed with his right hand, and with a faint sound, a Buddhist demon god thunder turned into blue, gold, and red thunder, and smashed down towards the top door of the temple like lightning.
This thunder light is huge, and from such a distance, Yin Xuege can feel the terrifying power contained in the thunder fire, if Luo Luo is hit, the consequences are unknown.
"Thief, you are looking for death."
Yin Xuege's eyes instantly turned bloody, and he didn't care that the little nun standing in front of him also shaved a big bald head, and a thief burst out with a bald sound, and at the same time, his body suddenly turned into a bloody light and flew forward.
The blood shadow obtained from the Blood Sea Floating Slaughter Sutra was as fast as lightning, and with a flick of his fingers, Yin Xuege rushed out of more than ten miles.
But the young monk's thunder and fire speed is faster, and the Buddha's supernatural powers pay attention to a thought that is born with thoughts, moves with thoughts, and the supernatural powers burst out from the thoughts, and the speed of various supernatural spells is a little better than that of the Daomen.
No matter how fast Yin Xuege rushed, he was still a little farther away, and the thunder fire had already landed on the top gate of Xuanluo.
A ghost roar rushed into the sky, and a phantom in Luo Luo's body rushed out, and an old Taoist with a translucent figure and a black Taoist uniform was suspended above Luo Luo's head, and with a slight grasp of his right hand, he grabbed the thunder fire in his hand.
With a pinch of his fingers, the thunder and fire emitted by the young monk quietly turned into a wisp of green smoke.
The old Taoist glanced at the young monk expressionlessly, and the dust in his left hand swept forward gently, and a faint cool breeze blew out silently.
The young monk only felt that his body was cold, the white clouds under his feet suddenly became fragmented, and the monk's robe on his body emitted a colorful Buddha light, and then it was as if he had been slashed by countless sharp knives for thousands of knives, and the monk's robe became torn apart, and the young monk's eyes were even darker, and a faint black gas was constantly spewed out from the seven orifices, and he fell from the sky with an exclamation.
The old Taoist sneered deeply, and sneered expressionlessly: "The poor Dao Netherworld Daoist is the master of the small Netherworld of the Ghost Mansion of Hongmeng Benlu Mountain.
This woman is the heir of the poor road from generation to generation, and whoever dares to touch him will be destroyed by the poor road. ” Yin Xuege, who had rushed to Lu Luo's side, looked at the phantom of the Netherworld Daoist in a daze, the old Taoist seemed to sense the existence of Yin Xuege, he turned his head and nodded to Yin Xuege with a stiff face: "The little Taoist friend is the mantle of the poor Dao inheritance, and this kindness and virtue can only fall on Xuan Luo." ” After nodding, the phantom of the Netherworld Daoist turned into a strange aura of auspicious light, and slowly drilled into the center of Xuanluo's eyebrows.
The netherworld qi in all directions quickly converged towards Luo Luo's body, turning into a cloud of yin wind that wrapped Luo Luo entirely.
Xuan Luo took a deep breath, she seemed to have gained some insights from the Dao Treasure of the Great Luo Fusheng Netherworld, so she sat cross-legged on the ground and directly entered the cultivation.
The netherworld aura around her became more and more intense, and it all changed from the gray after the transformation of the merit treasure wheel to the purest black.
Qingqiu Yan, who came in a hurry, looked at the phantom of the Netherworld Daoist, and couldn't help but take a long breath.
It's no wonder that after inheriting the Great Luo Fusheng Netherworld, such a terrifying change will take place, no wonder Luoluo has such terrifying divine power at a young age, even Yin Xuege was slapped away by her lightly palm, and the emotional Netherworld Daoist poured a trace of his soul and a wisp of immortal power into the Dao Collection, and passed it all on to Xuanluo This wisp of immortal power is at least equivalent to the entire cultivation of ordinary golden immortals, and it is not surprising that Xuan Luo has been tempered by this wisp of immortal power, and it is not surprising how strange things happen to her.
Even if Luo Luo is his daughter, Qingqiu Yan can't help but feel a little jealous at this moment.
As soon as he started cultivating, he was tempered by the Golden Immortal or even a more powerful immortal with immortal power, and this foundation was too strong.
Even if Qingqiu Yan's father is the current head of the Qingqiu clan, he has never enjoyed such treatment.
When Qingqiu Yan first started cultivating, it was just a few earth immortals of the Qingqiu family who had configured a ding of immortal medicine to refine his physical body.
Hurried footsteps sounded in all directions, and hundreds of bare-chested, muscular monks, and their whole bodies exuded a faint metallic brilliance poured over from all around, carrying handy shovels, vajras, magic wands and other heavy weapons of Buddhism, and one by one they had their teeth and glared at Yin Xuege and the others.
A bearded monk who was nearly a foot tall and had a body like bronze roared and took a few steps forward, and the vajra in his hand slammed into the ground.
He pointed at Yin Xuege and shouted: "You and other demons, dare to break into the dojo of my merit institute, and also injured Uncle Du'e, now we must do the way for heaven and kill all the demons." ” The monks looked at the netherworld aura surrounding Xuanluo, and their eyes were so red that they could drip blood.
Xuanluo's cultivation is clearly the ghost path exercises of the Eight Classics, and the Buddhist monks and ghost immortals are natural opponents.
Cultivating the ghost path exercises in a grand manner on the territory of the Merit Temple, isn't this a slap in the face of these monks?
The grumpy bearded monk shouted angrily, picked up the vajra and struck down at Yin Xuege.
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Yin Xuege also shouted angrily, and a nine-petal blood lotus in his dantian squirmed, turning into a large brick with a length and width of three meters, and quietly emerged from behind him.
An evil wind sounded, blood was shining, and the nine immobilization spells on the large bricks were quietly activated, and the body of the monk holding the vajra suddenly stiffened.
The huge brick move was slapped out and smashed on the monk's face door neatly.
I heard a crisp sound, nosebleeds splashed, and the big monk spit out a mouth full of big teeth, and was slapped flat on the ground by the big bricks.
The blood parrot screamed, its lower abdomen straightened, and a pale red urine squirted out far away, all of which sprayed on the vajra in the hand of the great monk.
The originally golden vajra suddenly made a snorting sound, and a large amount of fine foam appeared on the smooth surface of the vajra, and the tiny holes were corroded by the urine of the blood parrot.
When the surrounding monks saw that their fellow disciples were seriously injured by demons, they immediately shouted in unison, and they raised their weapons and were about to rush forward.
At this moment, a Bodhi leaf fell from the sky, suddenly exploded, and turned into countless fist-sized Buddha beads with a piercing whistling sound.
These Buddha beads crackled on the bald heads of those big monks, making these bald heads clang, and making these monks hiss and wail in pain, that is, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of big monks were beaten to the head full of bags, and all of them fell to the ground with a snort.
A cloud fell lightly from the sky, and slowly walked to Yin Xuege's side.
She glanced at these monks who fell to the ground, and shouted coldly: "These people are the Dharma Protector disciples I recruited, you are so bold, even my people dare to shout and shout to kill and lift up to cross the doom, get out of here."
If you dare to come nonsense, I will personally preside over it and let you practice the Hundred Generations of Reincarnation Sutra. ” The monks held their heads on the ground one by one and twitched, and they were scolded by Yiye so much that they didn't dare to raise their heads or say anything.
As soon as the big sleeves fell, a fragrant wind rose from the ground, rolling up the young monks and hundreds of monks who had been severely injured by the Netherworld Daoists, and threw them far away for more than a hundred miles, all of them to a dozen mountains outside I don't know where to go.
"Meditation, tranquility."
Yiye pointed to the two little nuns: "Pass on my words, the Dharma protector disciples I accepted, whoever dares to touch a finger of them, I will personally help them take off their hair balls, let them reincarnate for a hundred lifetimes, and comprehend the reincarnation of the supreme Zen method of this sect for a hundred lifetimes." ” With a strange face, he pursed his lips and smiled, and Yiye said indifferently: "Tell them that every time they are reincarnated, I will try my best to find them and help them get rid again."
A hundred times, not a single less. ” Yin Xuege was covered with cold sweat when he heard this, and Qingqiu Yan was also embarrassed, the two glanced at each other, and grinned at the same time.
This eccentric Yiye master seems to be an absolute category in Buddhism, and she clearly wants to kill people a hundred times.
Yiye's words played a very good role, and Yin Xuege and they settled down in the dojo of this merit temple, and no monk came to disturb them.
It seems that the monks' enthusiasm for subduing demons and eliminating demons and doing the way for heaven is not very great, and in the face of Yiye's threat of violence, they wisely chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb, completely letting go of their duties as monks.
Time passed day by day, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
In this half month, with the help of the Heavenly King Killing Pill and other Buddhist elixirs given by Yiye, plus the help of the Fire Bull King Bezoar, he finally dispelled seventy percent of the Xuanling Ice Light in his body.
But the remaining Sancheng cold qi has been entangled with his bone marrow and Yuan Shen, and he can only rely on his slow cultivation, slow recuperation, and water grinding to completely dispel it.
In the past few days, Qingqiuyan has begun to meditate on pranayama, slowly accumulating true yuan, and gradually recovering his cultivation.
However, his vitality is badly damaged, and he doesn't know how much time it will take to regain his strength in his heyday.
However, Yin Xuege said that with the help of a few elixirs of the Buddha Gate Quenching Body given by Yiye, the Nine Turns of the Nine Turns of the Ten Thousand Tribulations directly broke through the Wooden Body Realm and successfully stepped into the Iron Body Realm.
His skin darkened slightly, as if a thin layer of iron armor was hidden under his skin.
He tried it himself, and let the blood python and the others control their own magic weapons to bombard him, and the blood python and the others in the early stage of the Yuan Infant couldn't hurt him at all.
And his strength has also increased to an extremely terrifying realm, which is already enough to be compared to the Netherworld Dao Immortal Weapon that has been tempered by the Xuan Luo.
Qingqiu Yan's big hammer, Yin Xuege can now be carried with one hand, and it can be easily used as an ordinary weapon.
And most of Yin Xuege's attention was attracted by the giant bones in the cliff.
In addition to taking medicine and cultivating every day, he squatted in front of the cliff, wondering how to take out the bones in the cliff.
He had already felt a trace of extremely pure blood demon aura in that bone, and it was obvious that this was the remains left behind by a blood demon powerhouse.
If this skeleton can be taken out, perhaps Yin Blood Song will be able to get some benefits from it.
Especially in the Blood Sea Floating Slaughter Sutra, there is also a way to sacrifice battle puppets, if this skeleton is nourished by the sea of blood for a period of time and refined with the heart god, it can become a killer move on the blood singer.
Late at night, Yin Xuege squatted in front of the cliff again, frowning and looking at the huge skeleton.
With a skeleton as high as 100 meters, it was hard to imagine how the body of the blood demon powerhouse could become so huge, and how his skeleton was integrated with the mountain cliff, which also made Yin Xuege feel extremely surprised.
Just when Yin Xuege was in a trance, a figure quietly appeared behind Yin Xuege.
Half a month ago, he attacked Yin Xuege's subordinates and killed dozens of low-level monks, and then the monk Du'e who was seriously injured by a wisp of the soul of the Netherworld Daoist who suddenly appeared in Xuan Luo's body, quietly emerged from behind Yin Xuege like a ghost.
Monk Du'e's face was very complicated, his handsome face was twitched, and his eyes were faintly flashing with a fierce light.
He stared at Yin Xuege as if he had seen his father's enemy, and several times he had clenched his fists, wanting to punch Yin Xuege's heart, but each time he glanced in the direction of the Treasure Wheel of Merit, and then withdrew his fist.
Yiye recited scriptures on the merit treasure wheel, constantly transforming the netherworld qi and collecting the power of merit from the sky.
Du Er knows the identity of Yiye, she does not have a clear class ranking in the Hanging Temple, that is because she is the reincarnation of the predecessor of the Hanging Temple, the Great Virtue Nirvana, and her seniority in the Hanging Temple is extremely high, and the current host of the Hanging Temple can only call her a patriarch.
Nirvana reincarnation, a leaf in the previous life of Su Hui, a little wisdom light followed, so a leaf was born to be able to speak, three said to be able to walk, seven days later, the restoration of the previous life cultivation of the heavenly ear pass, the heavenly eye pass, the heavenly foot pass and other eighteen Buddhist powers.
The entire land of immortals is under the control of Yiye, if Du Er dares to make a move against Yin Xuege, Yiye will know immediately, and with her attention to Yin Xuege, Du Er will not be killed on the spot.
This kind of thing,It's not like Ichiha hasn't done it before.。
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When she was fourteen years old, she punched to death a monk of the Yuan Shen Realm who teased her on the street, and the monk's uncle was an elder of the Hanging Temple, and when he molested Yiye, he also reported his identity, but Yiye still beat him to death without saying a word.
Du Er didn't think that Yiye would show mercy to his subordinates, this woman, she didn't seem to understand the world at all.
After hesitating for a while, Do'er coughed lightly.
Yin Xuege squatted on the ground, still looking at the huge skeleton on the cliff.
A little golden light flashed on his chest, and the Great Luo Golden Wind Cicada had reported Du's whereabouts to Yin Xuege as early as when Du Er had just appeared.
This treasure can not only hide the breath, but also has a strong sense of the changes in the environment around him, and the strength of the doom is not enough to hide his perception.
Hearing Du Er's cough, Yin Xuege said unhurriedly: "You moved at least five times just now, bald, didn't you say that the Buddhist monks are merciful, why do you have such a big killing intent towards me?"
Du Er slowly walked to Yin Xuege and sat down cross-legged, and then turned his head to look at Yin Xuege: "Wait for the demons." ” "Falsehood."
Sneered and glanced at Du Er, Yin Xuege said coldly: "I asked my people, you suddenly appeared that day, and the first thing you asked was whether my name was Yin Xuege, and after the blood python they answered you, you made a poisonous move."
You know me, you know I don't make sense. ” Glancing at Yin Xuege deeply, Du Er sneered slowly.
He stared at Yin Xuege's eyes, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and a wisp of information had already entered Yin Xuege's sea of knowledge.
The Liangyi Star Gui is under the jurisdiction of the Qiaoyan Domain, and the Qiaoyan Domain is only one of the hundreds of immortal domains under the jurisdiction of Xuantian Mansion.
Xuantian Mansion, an official institution established by the Central Immortal Domain, was equivalent to a small village in a frontier area of the secular dynasty.
However, although this Xuantian Mansion is nothing in the eyes of the huge Immortal Court, the Xuantian Mansion, which has the Nine Rank Heavenly Immortals, is the absolute controller of these hundreds of Immortal Domains.
"News from Xuantian Mansion, someone has offered a heavy reward, killing Yin Xuege, and you can get three Immortal Court Secret Nine Turns Golden Pill."
To be continued.
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