The Blue Fire Demon Domain, a round of purple sun in the sky, seemed to look down on everything below like the eyes of a god.

On a dry river, countless pebbles with smooth surfaces, cut off by millennia, lay silently, their surfaces scorched hot by the purple sun's rays, and a dry heat wave rose.

Thousands of years ago, it used to be a river. These humble pebbles bathe freely in the water and play with the unnamed fish. Suddenly, one day, the beacon fire of the Great War between humans and demons was ignited in the Blue Fire Demon Domain, and the upper reaches of this river were a fierce battlefield.

The sound of killing shook the sky, the beacon fire slaughtered the wilderness, and the river was stained red with the blood of the warriors of the human and demon races, and it was more than half a month, and it was extremely tragic.

Eventually, even the river upstream was shattered by the bombardment of the powerful magic circle. Since then, the river has dried up until the millennium. Perhaps there is a warrior's soul sleeping on every pebble in this river, whether they were once human or demon, they are as quiet as they no longer fight.

Suddenly, three feet above the ground of the river, a yellow whirlwind hung on the ground. The whirlwind grew faster and faster, and arcs of silver snake-like arcs shot outward. If you look closely, the arcs are emitted by thin yellow talismans.

The spiritual pressure of the mutation whipped against the pebbles on the ground nearby, and they ran away in shock, letting out a crackling cry.

With a "hum", those spinning talismans suddenly dispersed, and the yellow paper talismans in the sky converged, and two figures appeared in them, which were dressed as a monk.

The Taoist has a black robe with big sleeves, a red road crown, and a dry ginger-like nose that adds a bit of ugliness. The monk, with his blood-red robe draped over his body, is fastened to his chest with two copper rings. And on top of his head was a gilded incense burner, which was strangely shaped. It was the Qing Shui Shangren and the Blood Monk who had just come to the Blue Fire Demon Domain.

At this time, the Qing Shui Shangren looked embarrassed, there were a few more holes in his wide robe that had been burned by the fire, and the goatee under his cheeks was also curled, less than half. And the blood monk next to Master Qing Shui's face was blank, and the surface of the gilded incense burner on his head was also dull.

Master Qing Shui glanced up at the purple sun in the sky, his face softened, he turned his head to look at the blood monk beside him, and said with concern: "Brother monk, I didn't burn you, I didn't expect that the glazed demon fire of eight hundred miles along the way actually burned almost all the blood souls collected in your gilded incense burner." The fire-repelling talismans I had prepared were also burned to the ground. Fortunately, we were lucky enough to finally come to this Blue Fire Demon Domain. ”

As he spoke, Master Qing Shui shook off the dust on his sleeve, then stretched out a sleeve to wipe the dirt on the gilded incense burner on the head of the blood monk, and then said, "Brother monk, you see how good I am to you, dress you up cleanly." The glazed fire path of the previous eight hundred miles has exhausted you, you must be very thirsty, I know that you like fresh blood souls the most, I don't know if there are anyone in this green fire demon domain, grab a few, and use the blood souls on their bodies to make up for your body. In this way, you will have the strength to complete the task assigned by the Shadow Lord with me. ”

As the puppet of the Qing Shui Shangren, the blood monk Shang Mu Ne's eyes flashed with a trace of blood, nodded, and said blankly: "Okay." ”

"Hey, hey. Master Qing Shui smiled with satisfaction, and then said, "Brother monk, let's go." ”

The Venerable Qing Shui took one of the blood monk's hands, argued the direction, pinched the recipe with one hand, recited the Dao mantra in his mouth, and then threw it with his hand, and several yellow paper Dao talismans floated out.

Immediately afterwards, these yellow paper talismans were connected together, like a small flying carpet. The two jumped up, and in a gust of yellow wind, they fled into the distance. Soon their figures disappeared at the end of the river valley.

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Three days later, the Qing Shui Shangren and the Blood Monk traveled all the way to the west for more than 100 miles, and the two of them also rested for half a day on the way, and the two of them seemed to be recovering well.

At this moment, Master Qing Shui gently grabbed the sleeve of the Blood Monk with his hand and whispered, "There seems to be someone in front, Brother Blood Monk, the fresh blood soul you like is here." ”

The Qing Shui Shangren's eyes rolled, and he pinched the magic technique with one hand, and suddenly a yellow whirlwind swirled, and the whirlwind converged, and the figures of the two were hidden.

Not long after the Qing Shui Shangshang and the Blood Monk hid their figures, two figures, one tall and one lovely, silently poked out of the woodland opposite.

They were two Buddhist disciples dressed in apricot-colored monk's robes. During the journey, the soles of the two men's feet were always half an inch above the ground, and the uppers of their shoes did not stick to the soil. And the wide monk's robes outside the two of them did not even touch any of the grass and trees in the path. Obviously, the two used a more clever method of retreat.

One of them, who looked to be only eight or nine years old, was not tall, and had a round face with a pair of big black eyes.

The other is an ordinary-looking middle-aged monk, but the two thick eyebrows under this person's broad forehead are a striking red color, like two burning flames, and he has a temperament that is not angry and arrogant.

The fire-eyed monk held a palm-sized purple gold bowl in his hand. The surface of the purple gold bowl is engraved with several patterns of small monks meditating cross-kneeled. At this time, the surface of the purple gold bowl was emitting a circle of pale golden ripples. Perhaps it was the fluctuation of spiritual power emitted by this purple gold bowl that made the Qing Shui Shangren detect the whereabouts of the two of them in advance.

"Senior brother, your purple gold bowl is not spiritual, it has been two days since you and I entered this Blue Fire Demon Domain, and we have not found the slightest information about the Buddha's relics. In a few days, there will be more people entering the Blue Fire Demon Domain. When the time comes, if the Buddha's relics are stolen by someone else first, it will be in trouble. The little monk said.

"Senior brother, please rest assured. The Buddha's relics are the things that our Golden Buddha Temple participated in the battle between humans and demons thousands of years ago and placed a great array of ten thousand Buddhas returning to the truth. Without the unique secret method of our Golden Buddha Temple, others would not be able to find the location of the formation at all. And once the Great Array is touched, even hundreds of people will be suppressed by the Great Array. After a pause, the Huomei monk looked down at the purple gold bowl in his hand, and said a little embarrassed: "Is this purple gold bowl of mine?" It's just that when it was used to deal with those glass demon fires in the glazed fire path before, half of the prohibition was damaged. If you use it to find the location of the big array, it will inevitably be a little biased. But I believe that we are getting closer and closer to the location of the Great Array. ”

At this time, behind a huge rock not far away, there was a pair of eyes watching the every move of these two monks, it was the Qing Shui Shangren who had just hidden his figure.

"The people who came are two bald monks, blood monk brothers, should we kill these two monks, take their blood souls and make up for you, everyone is a monk, presumably the blood soul will taste better." However, it seems that the cultivation of these two monks is not weak, at least they should be at the level of the Yuan Soul Realm like you and me. If you start to do it, I'm afraid it will be a fierce battle. However, I believe that they are not our opponents, because we are evil cultivators!" the Venerable Qing Shui said.

The blood monk didn't answer, he still stood beside the person on the clear water, and he didn't even look at the two people who came over.

"Brother Blood Monk, did you hear what I just said, why didn't you answer me?"

The current blood monk is just a puppet, and a wisp of the spirit of the Qing Shui Shangren is attached to it. Ever since the Master of Shimizu took possession of the Blood Monk as a puppet, he has behaved more and more like a schizophrenic. And the conversation between him and the Blood Monk was actually just him talking to himself.

At this moment, the little monk beside the fire-eyed monk suddenly stopped, and a blue Buddhist mantra suddenly appeared on his smooth forehead, and in the middle of the Buddhist mantra was an upside-down Buddha bell pattern.

Immediately, the little monk's whole person's aura skyrocketed, and he wore a monk's robe and danced hunting. Then he said sharply: "Who is hiding there? Sneaky, not by a decent family!"

A sentence came out, but it was clearly mixed with the sound of the Buddha bell ringing in the air, which made the void shake.

There was a click, and the surface of the tall boulder where the Qing Shui Shangren and the Blood Monk were hiding was cracked by the power of the sound. As soon as the little monk's words fell, the hard boulder that was a few feet tall collapsed into a ground of stone powder with a bang.

The Qing Shui Shangren and the Blood Monk behind the boulder jumped out like two frightened rabbits. Master Qing Shui only felt dizzy for a while, and hurriedly took out a yellow paper soul talisman and pasted it on his head.

With a pop, the soul talisman burned out in a flash of open flame, and a soul awakening spell was thrown into the skull of the person on the clear water, which made his somewhat messy soul stabilize.

You must know that after the Qing Shui Shangren has the blood monk, he is extremely puppet, which is equivalent to storing a divine soul power in the blood monk's body. Therefore, his divine soul was much stronger than that of the monks of the same rank. But he was still imprinted by the soul suppression spell released by this little monk.

The Venerable Qing Shui with an angry face pointed at the little monk opposite him and scolded: "The two thieves and monks from there actually made a sneak attack. ”

The blood monk on the side was very little affected because he was a puppet himself.

The little monk's gaze swept the two people on the opposite side, and landed on the blood monk on the side, his eyes showed a solemn color, and he said loudly: "No wonder I noticed a bloody and obscene soul power fluctuation just now, it turned out to be a half-dead person." You two are hiding behind the boulder just now, I'm afraid it's a shady thing. ”

The puppet technique performed by the Qing Shui Master on the flesh of the Blood Monk is the secret technique of the lost "corpse exorcism faction", and the appearance and behavior of the puppet are the same as those of a living person, which can be called close to perfection, so it is difficult for people to see the clues at once. Unexpectedly, the little monk on the opposite side just saw a rough idea at a glance.

When the Venerable Qing Shui heard this, he was immediately shocked, and secretly thought in his heart, this little monk seems to be a master who is good at controlling soul power, grandma's, I met an opponent today. But his tone was not timid at all, and he said loudly: "I am a person from Qingshui, and next to me is my brother Blood Monk." The two of us are evil cultivators, and it is also above board to hide behind a boulder. ”

In the concept of the Master of Qing Shui, evil cultivators should have the appearance of evil cultivators.

"Hahaha. The fire-eyed monk next to the little monk suddenly burst out laughing when he heard the name of the Qing Shui Shangren. Then he raised his eyebrows, his eyes widened, and he said fiercely: "You two are the Qing Shui Venerable and the Blood Monk on the Evil Cultivation List." The two of you have done all the bad things on weekdays, and you have been on the wanted list of the major sects in the Zhongyuan Continent. I am the Fire Eyebrow Toutuo of the Golden Buddha Temple, and next to me is my junior brother Golden Boy. Today, meet the two of us, count you lucky. My Buddha is merciful, and I have surpassed these two evil cultivators for free. ”