Chapter 804: The Golden Clothes Hall's Tips
The Golden Light Pagoda is in the Demon Realm.
A huge fire rushed wildly on the ground, and then a panicked spark was set off behind it. The fire breath was getting closer and closer, and the shape of the fire breath turned out to be the shape of a giant fire tiger. Every vertical is a distance of ten zhang.
When I got closer, I saw that there was a figure under the tiger-shaped fire.
It was the monk Chiyan.
At this moment, Monk Chiyan's face was extremely ugly, the golden Buddha robe outside his body was torn in many places, and his exposed arms and legs were scarred. Seriously, one of his left arms was broken off at shoulder length.
"I was ambushed, and the iron-faced purple curse really has accomplices. It's all my fault for being careless for a while, thinking about it carefully, that iron-headed purple calamity is the cultivation of a ghost Dao martial arts, how can he be good at the Dao Sect's talisman technique. β
Heyββ, the Chiyan monk who was running wildly didn't look back, and sighed, "The two purple calamities just now are by no means ordinary purple calamities, but specifically for my disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple, if I hadn't decisively given up my ten years of life yuan and cast the soul fire secret technique, I'm afraid what I lost would not be as simple as an arm." β
"The current situation, I don't know what happened to Senior Brother Mu Sen?" Monk Chiyan took out a small golden wooden plaque from his arms, but the word Mu Sen was engraved on the wooden plaque.
"Sealed in this soul card, a wisp of soul breath of Senior Brother Mu Sen is still there, which means that Senior Brother Mu Sen is at least alive and well. Monk Chiyan's nervous expression eased slightly, and he put away the golden wooden card in his hand again.
"I don't know if the hiding place of Senior Brother Mu Sen was exposed before, so it is better to quickly find the golden light and the silver light, and combine the strength of everyone to be together, so that it is more secure. β
The Red Yan monk who was running wildly identified the direction, turned around, and flew away in another direction.
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In the territory of demon subjugation, in an unnamed woodland.
Within a radius of 100 zhang, the grass and trees are destroyed, the ground is vertical and horizontal, and the stones are not complete. Clearly, a fierce battle had just taken place here.
The Qing Shui Shangren and the Iron Corpse Maniac stood there, and the Blood Monk followed closely behind the Qing Shui Shangren.
Master Qing Shui withdrew the Dao sword in his hand into the sword box behind his back, "Our plan is quite successful. β
The Iron Corpse Maniac: "That Chiyan monk was seriously injured, why did you stop me just now and didn't let me keep chasing me." Before, he chased me all the way here, and he had to kill me. β
"Chasing?" Master Qing Shui smiled slightly, "Have you forgotten how the Right Envoy instructed us before you came? There are two teams of disciples sent by the Golden Buddha Township to the Golden Light Pagoda for trial this time. And the monk Chiyan just now was one of the trial disciples who belonged to the Golden Clothes Hall, and their team should be four people. If the two of us keep chasing after us, if we meet the four of them, you can calculate whether there are more of them or more of us. Besides, this one Chiyan monk is strong enough, if it weren't for the joint efforts of you and me, plus the rune array I arranged in advance, how could I defeat him so easily. If it was really against the four of them, most of you and I would have fled in the wilderness. I don't want my dear Blood Monk brother to be injured with me. β
After speaking, Master Qing Shui turned around and dusted off the crumbs from the blood monk's shoulder with his hands. At this moment, the blood monk was gray-headed, and a blood mark on his cheek was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Obviously, the Qing Shui Shangren sacrificed his puppet just now.
The Blood Monk replied dumbfoundedly, "You can't be hurt." β
The iron corpse madman on the opposite side pulled his fingers, and then said, "Qing Shui Lao Dao, you are really smart. My master said before his death that arithmetic is a matter of innate brains. Like me, I can't learn arithmetic so hard, and I can't do you as well. β
Master Qing Shui stroked the goatee under his cheek with his hand and said proudly, "Of course. But in his heart, he was disdainful, "Are you praising me, you are complimenting me? Four to two is bigger, even a four or five-year-old child can understand." β
The iron corpse madman said: "Qing Shui Lao Dao, that next."
step, how do you and I do that?"
Master Qing Shui thought for a moment, and then said, "This place is no longer safe, you and I will go in the opposite direction of Monk Chiyan's escape." This demon subduing realm was originally a place of trial for the elite disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple, and not everyone had the opportunity to enter. You and I might as well walk around, and if there is any opportunity, we must also take it decisively. As for the blood soul that you and the blood monk need, it is not to be asked for from the monk of the Golden Buddha Temple. My life is hard, and there are still many great creations waiting for me. β
Speaking of this, the Qing Shui Shangren remembered that he had been defeated by Liu Haiyu's one-style sword spirit slash in the Ten Thousand Ghost Caves of the Qinghuo Demon Domain before, and there was almost no chance of survival at that time. Coincidentally, at that time, he fell in a place where the spiritual power of the ghost path was strong, and after his last fight, he and the blood monk both turned into the body of the ghost path zombie, and finally cultivated the technique of a bipolar puppet, and was lucky to survive. He secretly swore in his heart that one day, he would definitely find Liu Haiyu to avenge a sword.
The Iron Corpse Maniac: "Old Dao, you're right. With such a smart teammate as you, I'm just thirsty, and I can't even afford to suck the blood soul on you. β
Master Qing Shui laughed evilly, "If it weren't for the fact that your blood soul is stinky and hard, I wouldn't mind letting Brother Blood Monk suck your blood soul." β
"Hey, hey, hey. β
"Hey, hey, hey. β
The two evil cultivators looked at each other and smiled, and then quickly retreated in the opposite direction that the Chiyan monk had just gone.
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Monk Chiyan escaped all the way, and finally found the location of the golden bald head and the silver light head tuo.
Monk Chiyan briefly described the situation he had just encountered.
Hearing this, the golden bald head and the silver bald head frowned.
The silver bald head glanced at the broken arm of the monk Chiyan and said, "Put the others down first, Chiyan, your arm has not been broken for a long time, so let me and Jin Guang help you restore it." β
"Thank you, Brother Yinguang and Jinguang. Monk Chiyan said with one hand.
The age of the golden bald head is not as old as that of the Chiyan monk, and they are both warrior monks of the Golden Buddha Temple.
There is a rule among the warrior monks of the Golden Clothes Hall. Among the disciples of the same generation, the one who ranks high in the warrior monk's combat power list is the senior brother. In the Golden Clothes Hall, the ranking of the Golden Bald Head Tuo is higher than that of the Chiyan monk. Therefore, when they meet on weekdays, the monk Chiyan has to be honored as the senior brother of the golden bald head.
Monk Chiyan sat cross-legged in place, first taking a pill that stabilized the body. After a little pranayama, Monk Chiyan's face gradually became ruddy, and his breath was much more stable than before.
The silver bald head said: "After a while, the two of us will perform the technique of "body reconstruction", I am afraid that there will be certain side effects, and when we do the exercises, Senior Brother Chiyan will have to be patient. β
Monk Chiyan said decisively: "No problem, come on." β
The two of them, the Silver Bald Head Tuo and the Golden Bald Head Tuo, sat on the side of the Chiyan monk who was missing his left arm. The two of them each carried their own mana, and the silver and golden light on their bodies flickered non-stop.
The two of them glanced at each other, each stretched out a hand, and grabbed it back and forth on the shoulder of Monk Chiyan's missing arm.
With a rush of mana, a golden light and a silver light were sacrificed at the same time, and the gold and silver spiritual light were intertwined, lighting up the shoulders of the Chiyan monk.
After a few moments, as the two of them continued to exert the power of the technique. Monk Chiyan's disconnected shoulder revealed an arm intertwined with gold and silver aura, and gold and silver Sanskrit characters wandered on the surface of the arm, gradually condensing into forearms and fingers.
"Senior Brother Chiyan, rebuilding with a broken arm, an important step has begun. β
The techniques of the silver bald head and the golden light head have changed to the shape of tiger claws.
Monk Chiyan only felt an invisible hand running down his broken shoulder, grabbing the divine soul in his body, and then pulling hard, dragging a wisp on his divine soul.
Monk Chiyan grinned in pain, and the flame patterns at the center of his eyebrows shone brightly, jumping like real flames.
"Senior brothers, please continue. Monk Chiyan gritted his teeth and said loudly.
The two of them, the Silver Bald Head Tuo and the Golden Bald Head Tuo, continued to cast spells, and filled the wisp of Yuan Soul that was pulled out into the arm of the Red Yan Monk's body, which was only an empty shell of gold and silver spiritual light.
Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the arm made of gold and silver aura became solidified and full of flesh.
After a stick of incense, the broken arm of the monk Chiyan was successfully rebuilt.
Monk Chiyan stood up and moved his reconstructed arm, as flexible as before.
He smiled, and said with both hands: "Amitabha, thank you again." β
At this moment, the two strands of silver long eyebrows on the silver bald head Tuo's eyebrow bone shook to themselves.
"Come out, who's there?" asked the silver-bald head loudly, looking in one direction.
"It's me, it's me. β
Before the words fell, in the empty ground not far away, a green rattan of light and shadow broke through the air.
A cloud of green spiritual light spilled out, the green light and shadow rattan disappeared, and a great monk appeared in place.
Seeing this, Monk Chiyan immediately said, "Senior Brother Mu Sen, why are you? β
At this moment, Monk Mu Sen is already a ghost slave under the control of the thousand-faced ghost.
Monk Mu Sen clasped his hands together, "I've seen the two senior brothers, Jinguang and Yinguang. I just arrived here and brought the two senior brothers who were treating Senior Brother Chiyan, so I didn't show up to disturb them. β
After speaking, "Monk Musen" walked two steps quickly to Monk Chiyan's side, pulled up Monk Chiyan's reconstructed arm, there was a glitter in the corner of his eyes, and he paused and said, "It's all because I didn't help in time, so that Senior Brother Chiyan, you suffered." β
Monk Chiyan patted Monk Mu Sen on the shoulder with his hand, but comforted him instead: "It's okay, this little injury is not worth mentioning, you are safe and sound." It's just that the purple calamity that appeared this time is obviously not an ordinary purple calamity, but specifically for our disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple. β
The three monks, including Monk Chiyan, obviously didn't realize that the "Musen Monk" in front of them was a ghost slave under human control.
The silver bald head said seriously: "When I came, our Golden Clothes Hall Master privately handed me a trick, saying that if I encounter an unexpected situation, I can open this trick. β
As he spoke, the silver bald head took out a delicate bag woven with gold thread from his bosom.
Open the bag, and it contains a green jade slip.
Holding the jade slip in his hand, the mana was slightly injected.
The voice of the hall master of the Golden Clothes Hall was heard: "Just before you went to the Golden Light Pagoda for trial, a respected elder in the temple privately informed me that there may be a conspiracy in the upper echelons of our Golden Buddha Temple. This time, the real purpose of the Jinguang Temple to open the inner trial of the Golden Light Pagoda was to eliminate the Purple Calamity, which may have been leaked out. If you encounter a malicious attack during the trial, it means that someone has already targeted our disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple. Therefore, the four of you must not be separated easily, and ensuring your own safety is the first thing. When you urge this jade slip, I will know what happened to you at the same time. I will immediately apply to the high-level officials in the temple and send a helping hand to enter the Golden Light Pagoda Demon Suppression Realm. Next, don't act rashly. β
Poof! The green jade jade Jian Wu exploded and turned into a golden spirit pattern and burrowed into the void.
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In the Demon Suppression Realm, on a hillside that is not too high, there are four people standing side by side.
It was Xu Yang, Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and the black boy Zhang Li.
The black boy Zhang Li pointed to the opposite side and said, "According to the information I got from the overlord before, the entrance to the second layer of the Demon Suppression Realm is in the valley opposite. β
Murong Yu said seriously: "I don't know if there are any powerful evil creatures waiting for us in this valley. β
Gongsun Zhi clenched his fists slightly, and said loudly: "Our goal is to go to the highest level of the Demon Suppression Realm, and this is just the beginning. β
Xu Yang turned his head to look at the three people beside him, and said in a firm tone: "As long as we work together, there will be no evil thing that can stop us." β