The Nine Sages stared at their stomachs, their eyes wide open, as if they couldn't believe that what was in front of them was real: did they really come out?
After a hundred years of wind and frost, his three corpses finally left his body and came to the world and all things.
Tears dripped from the corners of her eyes and fell on the gorgeous Taoist robe, crystal clear by the moonlight, she held her breath and waited quietly, waiting for her final fate.
When the last pair of legs detached from her body, the Nine Sages slowly got up and stood behind the three corpses, the flute slowly moved away from her lips, and was clutched in her hand, turning into a silver sword that shone with cold light.
She closed her eyes, her right hand raised high, and the silver sword swung in a beautiful arc in mid-air: it's over, finally, it's all over.
"Whew" A gust of wind blew from behind, blowing her wide sleeves up and covering her immature face.
Her heart stopped beating for a moment, and the blood all over her body clotted to ice, holding her blood vessels to the point of bursting.
"How so?
It's only been an hour. ” She pulled her sleeves off her face in a panic, and saw that the three corpses around the villagers were all standing up straight, and they all turned in the direction of Sansu Temple.
"Whew" Another gust of wind, louder and fiercer than the one just now, it was the host's call to the soul, more arrogant than any force.
The three corpses walked towards the Sansu Temple one after another, and their steps became faster and faster, and they did not dare to delay at all.
In a matter of moments, they dissolved into a part of the wind, fluttering, kicking up puffs of dust, and disappearing into the cold but real air.
The Nine Sages felt that her stomach sank, and she just wanted to move, but it was too late: her three corpse gods drilled into her body one after another, just as she said, following in the footsteps of her companions, she didn't dare to overstep the slightest.
She stood upright, not moving for a long time, with only one thought going back and forth in her mind: Who is it?
Who took the tiger head talisman from their robes, so the three corpses returned to their main body an hour later.
However, she obviously put them away properly one by one, and she didn't dare to be negligent at all.
Could it be him?
The weak figure flashed in her mind, and she desperately rose from the spot and rushed towards Sansuguan, as if she was flying through the clouds and fog under her feet.
The villagers behind her watched her fly away like a cloud of color, and then they woke up like a dream, screaming and fleeing down the mountain.
The door of the Sansu Temple was open, but there was no one inside, the Nine Sages walked to the Guanzhong, and suddenly laughed stupidly, "Chengzhang, Chengzhang, I actually underestimated you, thinking that you were just a sick man who had no power to restrain the chicken, who thought, in the end, it was you who ruined my good deeds," she raised her head, her eyes drifted into the distance through the night, "No, how can he see through everything by his Chengzhang alone, the person behind him is the initiator." ” The Nine Sages sneered twice, her face was gloomy like a demon, she jumped to the top of the Sansu Temple, and her sharp eyes swept down the mountain, "Who are you?"
Dare to cut off my path to becoming an immortal, it is better to come out and try with me, today you will be broken into thousands of pieces, there is no return. ” Her voice has changed, it is no longer the childish tone of the past, every word is desolate and deep, like an old woman who is over 100 years old.
As if in response to her, a white light suddenly flashed on the top of Lingyun Mountain across the river, and then, a pretty voice reached her ears, "Demon Dao, you have killed countless people, and you still want to cultivate immortals, it's ridiculous."
Today, let me give you a ride and settle the hundred-year blood debt in your hands. ” The Nine Sages' eyes were slightly red, obviously crazy, she was bent on revenge, her movements became ruthless and fast, the wide sleeved robe waved in the air, and a wooden kite screamed out of the cuffs, flying straight in the direction of Lingyun Mountain, her mouth was sharp and sharp, like two thin blades.
Yan Niang stood on the mountain peak, her eyes were clear, like the morning dew, she saw the wooden kite whistling down from the top of her head, unhurriedly took out a handkerchief she was carrying, and gently threw it into the air.
The handkerchief bloomed like a flower in the air, and Jingwei emerged from the heart of the flower, facing the enemy, and tangled with the wooden kite in the air into two beautiful auspicious clouds.
Hearing only the sound of "chirp", the wooden kite suddenly flapped its wings desperately, stumbled away from Jingwei's side, and after drawing a few arcs in the air, its body sank and fell into the black abyss below.
Its severed tail smashed on top of the Sansu Temple, shattering into several pieces.
Jingwei chirped proudly twice, and fell back into Yan Niang's palm, turning into a lifelike show.
Yan Niang stroked the feathers on the handkerchief, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "After cultivating for so many years, do you only have such a little ability, your master knows, isn't it impossible for the immortals to be angry?"
” The Nine Sages' face changed, "Do you know who I am?
” Yan Niang smiled, "Liu Ming'an, you don't have to be so unwilling, it's good that he let you keep such a look, and you will never get old, which is something that many people can't ask for." ” These words hit the sore spot of the nine wise women, she roared to the sky, the green silk on her head flew out, her hand waved down, and a bag of small beans in the stove room had to fly to her hand, she held the bottom of the bag, and slammed forward, the small beans flew out of the bag, turned into red butterflies, and flew overwhelmingly towards Lingyun Mountain, the butterflies fell to the top of the mountain, and became hundreds of little people in red clothes and red skirts, everyone had a gray face, spread their hands evenly, and staggered Chong Yan Niang walked over and surrounded her in the middle.
Yan Niang frowned, thinking that these nine wise women still have some real skills, and they can use such powerful spells, she didn't hide, just stood there, letting these red-clothed people cover themselves layer by layer, stacking them higher and higher, looking at it from a distance, like a red tower, strange and secretive.
A white light suddenly flashed at the lower end of the red tower, and the light became brighter and brighter, illuminating the sky white.
With a "boom", the tower began to collapse from below, layer after layer, the foundation was unstable, and the top could not stand, and those red-clothed villains fell down one after another, smashed on the ground, and turned into a few buckets of small beans that were round and hard.
Yan Niang flew up and kicked those beans down the mountain, just wanted to make a move, but there was a tiger roar behind her, turned her head to look over, and saw a silver-spotted tiger rushing towards her like a cloud, with long whiskers like two steel needles, tiger teeth as sharp as knives, flashing cold light in the night.
Yan Niang smiled contemptuously, took out the handkerchief decorated with the word "swastika" on the cuff, and threw it at the tiger, who knew that the handkerchief was empty and fell back into her palm.
Only then did she know that the tiger was just an illusion, and when she looked at Sansu again, she found that there was no one at the top of the temple.
She hurried to the side of the mountain, her eyes swept over the rocks and trees in the valley, but she could no longer find the figure of the nine wise women.
Cheng Muyou looked at the open space in front of him and looked at Cheng Zhang, "Qin Ding and Yuanqing are here?"
” Cheng Zhang nodded, waved the dust forward, and recited a spell lightly in his mouth, and sure enough, a small blue brick house slowly appeared, looming in the twilight.