The five people on the opposite side were instantly frightened by the counterattack of the demonized great monk.

Or rather, it was not a counterattack at all, but a hunt like predation by a beast.

They saw that the demonized monk was baring his teeth and mouthing angrily, his face was hideous, his nails were as sharp as knives, and his limbs were in the air...... A stone's throw away.

Instinctive fear made their pupils dilated, their hearts were forcibly pulled to their throats, they couldn't breathe, their scalps exploded, their hairs stood on end, and they found that they were so soft when they wanted to step on their legs.

The five of them are like a grass deer bitten by a tiger, and closing their eyes is the only thing they can do.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and the five people thought that their chests or heads had been exploded, but they didn't feel the slightest pain.

The five people's minds were blank, and they knew that even the Buddha they believed in could not save them at this moment.

In the cultivation realm, the only thing that can save you is your own fist.

After a few moments, the five of them found that they could still breathe, and the gas they had held in their chests suffled out, and they inhaled in large gulps, never feeling that the tasteless air was so sweet.

"Alive. ”

"We're alive. ”

"Not dead. ”

"Great. ”

"Amitabha. ”

"The Buddha apparitions. ”

Only then did they realize that there was an extra dark green in front of them.

It was a man, a man with a wide dark green cape. The man had his back to them, and he couldn't see it for a moment. On the soles of the people's feet, around the contact with the ground, subtle purple lightning is converging and disappearing.

The palm raised by the person had already resisted the head of the demonized great monk who swooped down in the air.

The head of the demonized great monk seemed to hit the extremely stiff interface stone, his face was squeezed and deformed, his eyeballs spit out, his nose collapsed, his mouth crooked, and his teeth fell out.

With the comer's palm, he pressed forward.

The body of the demonized great monk was crumpled into a ball, flying upside down like a big ball of meat, poofing, planting on the ground, and smashing out a dirt pit.

There was no one else, it was Xu Yang who had just hidden in the big tree.

Xu Yang waved back with one hand and said simply, "Retreat." ”

The five of them hurriedly withdrew ten zhang away.

Xu Yang made a move just now, but he didn't use all his strength. He knew that the demonized great monk was not dead. He wanted to go over and say something to this demonized great monk.

"Ahh

With a wild roar, the demonized great monk stood up from the dirt pit.

But at this moment, his demonic appearance has been mostly restrained. The thick hairs on the exposed skin had faded, and the sharp nails had disappeared, leaving only the purple eyes and the small circle of demonic patterns around them.

Xu Yang looked at the purple pupils of the great monk, and couldn't help but feel a trace of compassion in his heart.

"This man didn't deserve to die, he was also a victim of demonization. ”

Thinking in his heart, Xu Yang walked towards the great monk.

"You...... Don't come here, I know you're here to get me back. I won't go back to the Golden Buddha Temple if I die. The great monk said with a flustered expression.

"Isn't there any way to save you?" Xu Yang tried to ask.

"Save?" the big monk was stunned, and then the corners of his mouth squeezed out a smile, "Of course there is." ”

Suddenly, the great monk raised his right fist and slammed it towards his left heart. On the surface of the right fist, a pale golden tiger-shaped aura visible to the naked eye instantly exploded.

Bang!

With a blow from the tiger, his chest shattered and his heart was broken.

The great monk puffed and fell to his knees, the dark magic lines on his face completely disappeared, and the purple eyes returned to their original blackness.

"I, Huiming of the Golden Buddha Temple, am not a demon. The great monk had a smile on his face, his eyes were clear and transparent, and he seemed to see the Buddha country that he longed for in the distance.

Poof!

The great monk Huiming lay on the ground, motionless, and had fallen.

"This!" Xu Yang shook his head regretfully.

Seeing that the great monk was completely dead, the five gray-clothed monks behind Xu Yang immediately surrounded him.

"It was this man who saved us. ”

"Thank you heroes for saving lives. ”

"Thank you, big hero. ”

"Thank you, big hero. ”

"The reincarnation of a Buddha, the reincarnation of a Buddha. ”

......

Xu Yang said: "You're welcome. Are you all monks of the Golden Buddha Temple?"

"Yes, we are the disciples of the Gray Cloak Hall of the Golden Buddha Temple, and we were ordered to arrest this guy on the "Purple Calamity" list. One of them pointed to the body of the great monk lying on the ground.

When Xu Yang heard that the other party was really a monk of the Golden Buddha Temple, he suddenly had a good impression in his heart.

"Don't ask the monks in front of you to give anything in return, if you can introduce yourself to the Golden Buddha Temple, isn't it also a Buddha's fate? ”

Thinking in his heart, Xu Yang naturally took off the hat that covered his hair as a gesture of friendship.

"I, ...... of the Heavenly Ghost Sect"

Xu Yang's words were not finished.

The faces of the five monks on the opposite side had changed drastically.

"This man's hair is purple. ”

"He's also a purple ....... ”

"Run. ”

The five monks even threw away the copper rods in their hands and ran away without looking back.

They knew that this person who had just defeated "Huiming" with one move was also a ruthless character who had been demonized by the Purple Calamity.

Because since the catastrophe of "Purple Calamity", there has been a stir in the Northern Regions. Several major sects in the Northern Regions united many small and medium-sized sects to issue notices in the Northern Regions.

The notice clearly states that anyone born with purple hair or purple eyes, as well as other purple markings, will be grounded. Otherwise, it is easy to be mistakenly injured as a purple curse.

Xu Yang looked at the few people who ran away, and didn't catch up to explain.

Shaking his head slightly, he whispered in his mouth: "It turns out that the purple calamity is really so terrifying. ”

Xu Yang turned his head and saw the corpse of the great monk on the ground.

Simply take out a large blanket from the storage bag and cover it.

After that, Xu Yang found a clearing on the edge of the woodland, and used the earth escape technique of the Wheel Flame Spirit, instantly vacating a soil pit and burying the body of the great monk in it.

After burying the great monk, Xu Yang bowed and turned to leave.

Just walked out not far away.

"Huh?"

As far as Xu Yang's eyes could see, there was still a person under the big tree where he was hiding just now.

It was an old monk whose body was shriveled to the extreme, like an inconspicuous piece of dead wood.

The old monk had nine ring scars neatly arranged on the top of his head, dressed in a simple numb robe, and was holding a shiny purple wine gourd in his hands, drinking under the big tree.

If there is no one around, this is probably the state.

There was a fierce battle just now, and the old monk didn't know when he appeared here.

Xu Yang was first surprised, and then his divine sense probed, but he found that he couldn't see the monk's cultivation at all, nor could he detect the slightest fluctuation of the monk's spiritual power.

There are only two possibilities, this thin monk is a master who has cultivated at least above the Daoming Realm, or just a mortal who has no cultivation at all. Of course, Xu Yang would not believe that it was the latter.

Xu Yang walked in and took a closer look.

"Huh?"

His gaze instantly froze on the wine gourd in the old monk's hand. Because this gourd is the same as the wine gourd that Xu Yang usually holds wine.

Xu Yang subconsciously touched the wine gourd on his waist, and it was still there.

He stepped forward and said, "This senior monk, are you drinking here?"

The thin monk glanced at Xu Yang and said, "Yes." ”

"You saw the fierce fight over there just now. Xu Yang said bluntly.

"See. The old monk replied simply.

"You're a cultivator. ”

"Yes. ”

"Do you know the Purple Calamity?"

"Yes. ”

"You see that my hair is purple, don't you think I'm also a "purple curse"?"

The old monk raised his eyes and looked at Xu Yang's hair, nodded and said, "Probably." ”

"Then why don't you run, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?"

"I'm drinking, I don't have time to run. ”

Xu Yang smiled slightly: "You are not a serious monk, because serious monks don't drink." ”

The old monk glanced at Xu Yang, pointed to the wine gourd on Xu Yang's waist with his finger, and then said, "You are not a serious "Purple Curse", and a serious Purple Disaster does not drink. ”

"Hahaha. ”

"Hahaha. ”

The two looked at each other and laughed, laughing heartily, without a trace of distraction, like friends who had not been seen for a long time.

Without it, because Xu Yang and this old monk are serious drunkards.

The seventh rule of the drunkard, serious drunkards, are all wine gourds with them at any time.

The drunkards of the world are one family.

Xu Yang simply took off the wine gourd on his waist and drank it with the old monk.

"Drink. ”

"To you. ”

"Come on. ”

"To you again. ”

......

The more the two people drink, the closer they get, two serious drunkards, the same wine gourd, fate.

I don't know how much the two people drank.

"My name is Xu Yang, and people who are familiar with me call me Xu Xiaoxian. ”

"My name is Mugu, and people familiar with me call me old withered head. ”

"Smack. The wine gourds touched together, and the two of them looked up and took a big sip of wine.

"Xu Xiaoxian, you came to the Golden Buddha Township to seek creation, right?"

"How do you know?"

"Most of the outsiders who go to the Golden Buddha Township are seeking creation, because of the miracle. ”

"Lend you good words. To tell you the truth, I came to ask for Buddha fate on behalf of a friend of mine, to ask for a great creation. ”

"Your friend must be a woman. ”

"How do you know?"

"Because you blushed just now. ”

"Really? No, I don't. ”

"Before I left home, I also had a good relationship. I don't know how many years ago. Hey. Forget it, I can't remember. ”

"You're blushing too. ”

"Really? No, I don't. ”

"Smack", the two raised the wine gourd in their hands and collided again.

Drink it all-you-can-drink.

......

I don't know how much I drank, maybe Xu Yang was busy on the road these days and was a little tired.

He slept drunk on the tree. In his sleep, he dreamed that Lin'er had recast her physical body...... He celebrates with her and is happy......

"Little brother, it's time to wake up. ”

A call came into Xu Yang's ears.

Xu Yang opened his eyes and saw that the "old withered head" had a drunken face, looking at him with a smile.

"You've slept here for a day. It's dawn, and it's time for us all to go. ”

"Really, am I drunk?" Xu Yang said with an embarrassed expression.

Xu Yang wondered for a while in his heart, it was the first time he had seen someone who could get himself drunk, and that was a real master of the drinking field.

His eyes were full of respect when he looked at the "old withered head".

"Don't worship me, I just woke up. Hey. The old monk was blunt.

After a pause, the old monk said, "Yesterday you were drunk first, and there was something I didn't have time to discuss with you." ”

"What's the matter? But it doesn't hurt to talk about it. ”

"Yesterday I drank all the wine in my own wine gourd, and you fell asleep drunk, so I drank all the wine in your wine gourd, and then I was drunk. ”

"You're such a serious drunkard. Xu Yang joked.

"Your wine is so good, and I don't drink it for nothing. As he spoke, the old monk flipped his wrist.

There was a small piece of inconspicuous dead wood in the palm of the hand, only the thickness of a little thumb.

"Don't underestimate this dead tree, but my personal treasure may be of help to your friend. ”

Xu Yang took the dead wood, and suddenly felt a warm lump in his palm, the warmth came into the body, and the soul was like a spring breeze, and the feeling was similar to the ghost wood waist on Xu Yang's waist, which was the best wood attribute treasure that warmed the soul, but the nature was more gentle.

Xu Yang knew the weight of this treasure, put it away carefully, and said respectfully: "Thank you for such a valuable thing." ”

"This treasure is just a piece of wood left on me, and if you give it to you, you may be able to save someone who is important to you, and that is the treasure. The old monk smiled slightly.

After that, the old monk turned and left, the soles of his feet were like stepping on a ball of cotton, swaying, like a mortal who had drunk beauty and was not fully awake.

As he walked, the old monk said to himself: "Don't help me, good wine, good wine." ”

Xu Yang looked at the direction where the old monk was gradually walking away, stretched out his thumb and praised: "Serious drunkard." ”