The voice fell, and the vision of the red moon hanging high suddenly appeared in the sky, adding to the mysterious breath of spring and autumn.

The Onmyoji sat in the middle of the lake, and a purple light thirteen strings appeared on the stone table, revealing half of his forearm and stroking the zither. Starting with a song, the fingers will move into the strings, and the beauty will not have a bit of the same mysterious temperament as the Onmyoji itself, slowly pouring out.

The music started, the ripples of the water pan circle, and the onmyoji hid his strength in the sound, first swept the samadhi and willow wren aside, and then moistened things like a drizzle, tempting the sky and feathers.

Across the lake, his expression was awe-inspiring and inviolable, Sun Qingxia pointed to the five holes of the sword body, the five tones with the generosity of Qin Feng, the light breeze sent out, and the clear and easy air surrounded the body, isolating the evil energy from approaching.

The first attempt was fruitless, and the two of them thought at ease for the time being, and each expressed its own meaning in the rhythm. Just like the moonlight of the spring river, it is beautiful and lingering; Just like the frost of the sky, it is lofty and simple and unrestrained.

Only the calm lake between the two people suddenly rises a wall of water that is more than ten zhang long and about three feet high, and as the music progresses, it is divided into two waterspouts, swallowing and churning each other, and it is still difficult to distinguish between them.

A song will eventually have a tacit understanding, the thirteen strings of purple light suddenly left the table and rotated in the air, and the onmyoji was full of evil power, and the finger picked the strings to urge the extreme evil energy.

Sensing that the yin and yang bipolar blow was approaching, the Yutian Yuke also knew that it had reached a critical moment, and the true qi of the whole body shook the feather, and the Sushang sword hung half a foot in front of him, and the palace merchant horn Zheng Yu combined with the seven tones of the civil and military double strings, and the sword was hidden in the music.

The power of yin and yang and the power of swaying hit the street for a moment, and suddenly there was an abrupt sound of breaking.

After the three moves, the famous zither under the palm of the Onmyoji actually broke a string, and a little blood bead dripped from the slender index finger. On the other hand, the Feather Guest was only torn in a few places by the comb feather coat he was wearing, and the victory was already immediate.

Collecting his sword and standing on the shore, although Sun Qingxia won, he frowned and said suspiciously: "You are not complete?"

"I've done my best. ”

The deep gaze seemed to be able to pass through thousands of mountains and rivers, and the Onmyoji raised his head and glanced at Shen Ya, and then looked back at Sun Qingxia, and his smile had a deep meaning: "Your Excellency, the strong Dao Sect Inner Yuan, is definitely not a person from the Suffering Realm and the Underworld. ”

"The slightly hidden righteous aura under the yin and yang poles of the evil lord, doesn't it also have another origin?"

"Oh...... Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated. As the master of the Evil Energy Realm, it is not surprising that I should have studied the Heluo technique a little. ”

The Onmyoji replied while flashing a hint of color in his eyes, and he was seen to have learned from his own Xuanmen.

In a flash of thought, he was even more concerned about the origin of the man in front of him, and the onmyoji suddenly smiled and said: "This battle is as you expected, that onmyoji is not a trustworthy person, and the enmity between Tianyue and the Evil Energy Realm has been clear since then." ”

"Hah, refreshing. ”

Seven points should have three points and three points unexpectedly bowed his head, Sun Qingxia looked at the face of the onmyoji, and asked again: "The evil lord still has something to say?"

Nodding slightly, the Onmyoji said: "The underworld has descended from the heavenly demons, and I have never heard of a master like you, which makes people curious about the origin. In addition, Tianyue and the Central Plains are fighting fiercely, so don't you worry about the evil waves attacking you when you stand up on his behalf?"

"Are the people of the underworld important? Since I have gone out as I am told, it is useless to mention it at this time. As for the turmoil in the rivers and lakes, Yu Tianyu was calm. ”

Listening to the other party's reply, the Onmyoji did not get a satisfactory answer, but it seemed that he suddenly dispelled the doubts in his heart, touched the white hair on his chest and laughed softly: "Heh, Your Excellency is so confident, the Onmyoji has been taught." ”

"I don't dare to give advice, but the matter is over, and Yu Tianyu will stay soon"

The crane feathers fall, the shadow of the sky feather is no longer there, and the spring and autumn are not touched by the golden cold, and the scene of the past is restored.

"Evil lord. ”

Samadhi and Liu Wren stepped forward with concern, but the Onmyoji pushed his right hand down and waved the two of them back, and then raised his palm and pressed his bleeding fingers against the center of his eyebrows, using a different spell to communicate the two bodies separated by a long distance.

In another icy and snowy place in the Evil Energy Realm, the female onmyoji, who couldn't cultivate in the deep snow after her resurrection, suddenly stopped beating the palm of Ruyu's drum face, and said coldly: "Troublesome Siwujun." ”

"Isn't that the guy just now?"

"Each has its own reservations...... You and I are one flesh. ”

"So save the cover-up?"

The temperament is more intense than the yang body, but the female onmyoji is not unwise, and snorted coldly to the point: "That person just now is not closely related to Tianyue. ”

"But Si Wujun will make this relationship closer, at least temporarily......"

"Does it have anything to do with me?"

"Ha, it has nothing to do with me!"

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Leaving the restaurant out of town, I came to a secluded apricot edge in the suburbs.

Stretching his waist and letting out a long breath, Bu Huaizhen dusted off his clothes, bowed a handful of stream water and slapped it on his face, and sighed: "Alas, the stream is really refreshing and cool, or the natural scenery outside is beautiful enough, much better than noisy places, do you say?"

was so upset by the sudden appearance of Bu Huaizhen that he couldn't get up or down, and it was only now that he finally calmed down.

Hearing Bu Huaizhen's question, he thought that it was not a page of the book himself anyway, so Wen Renran relaxed and replied: "No matter how good the scenery of this place is, it is not as chic as the scenery of Zi Jin's residence back then." ”

Swallowing a big mouthful of white-flour steamed buns, Bu Huaizhen pretended to be stupid and widened his eyes and asked, "Ah, who is Zi Jinsang? Is he cuter than me?"

"Although Zi Jin has contributed a lot to justice, he has misbehaved privately, he is a little white face, and he is also a negative man, do you say cute or not?" Wen Renran thought that he definitely did not slander the purple bag, and the bitter master of the year was still alive in the world.

"You...... You, you, you compare me to that kind of scum, which is really detrimental to my demeanor. ”

Bu Huaizhen said bitterly: "At the very least, you should also compare me with a page of books on Yundu Mountain, so that it can be considered reluctant." ”

Is there a difference between being one person? Bu Huaizhen's ability to boast of himself is convinced, and he said with mixed feelings: "Well, a personable scholar, you have the temperament to the point that you can't even afford to eat steamed buns?"

"You don't understand this, my money is used to exchange for this worm. ”

didn't care about the ridicule in Wen Renran's words at all, Bu Huaizhen didn't care whether he was still eating steamed buns, and took out the black worm directly from his arms with his other hand, and swayed it sharply in front of Wen Renran: "Look, such an aura and such a lively black worm, have you ever seen it? ”

"Didn't you pretend to be crazy and stupid and pretend to be filial piety and catch it in the woods?"

Seeing that Bu Huaizhen turned back to business, Wen Renran also stopped pretending to be his head, and asked with some surprise.

I didn't feel too surprised by the fact that I walked the rivers and lakes with an incarnation outside the body on a page of the book, and the art of incarnation could only be used when there was a problem with the body.

It's just that most of the true qi incarnations only have fifty percent of their strength, and when they are used when they are not hindered, they reduce their ontological abilities, which seems to be quite worth the loss.

And the goal of Yundu Mountain and a page of books is too obvious, but fortunately, there is a pure glass Bodhisattva as a companion, and then walk the rivers and lakes as Bu Huaizhen, turning light into darkness and blurring the enemy's vision, which is a clever trick.

But if the black worm is caught by Bu Huaizhen, does it mean that in a short time, the battle between the Outer Heaven and the South China Sea will come to an end, and the disaster of the Evil Emperor and Yekou Yueren will start again?

Hearing Wen Renran's question, Bu Huaizhen's bright eyes blinked, and said, "Oh, you saw through it, so can I sell you the worm?"

"This worm's aura is not in line with my body, and it is not worth wasting time on it. ”

Because of Bo Xun's absorption of sinful karma, his own roots have basically been slowly improving, and Wen Renran really doesn't think much of the evil emperor's relics that conflict with his body, so he directly shook his head and refused.

Bu Huaizhen pointed to Danqing, who was leaning on Wen Renran's chest, and said, "People don't want it, but the sword may not be." ”

"But the sword is already over, and with an insect as an adjunct, it's not ......"

"Hey, I don't want to exchange two steamed buns, it seems that I have no business talent as a scholar. However, when a person eats and supports, he has to move more to help digestion, and the same is true for swords. After answering the wail, Bu Huaizhen gathered the power of Tiangang Buddha and rubbed it, and the evil qi in the black insect disappeared for a long time, and it turned into an ordinary black insect and flew away.

Swallowing the last bite of steamed buns, Bu Huaizhen fumbled in his arms for a while, took out a small bottle, and said, "Don't forget about the worm." I know a cute genre like me, and he asked me to give this to you. ”

"Shishang?"

With a move in his mind, he took the white jade bottle, and after hearing that people opened it, he saw a drop of golden pure saint Buddha blood in it. Sure enough, it was the holy blood of Brahma, but this love was inherited again......

The holy blood of Brahma and the blood spit out by the usual injuries of a page of the book are two different things, one is the mortal blood of the flesh, and the other is the essence blood of the primordial fetus. Dan Qing saw that he had received a drop of holy blood from the Universe God in the Fourth Demon Domain, and at this time, he had the help to digest the essence of the three green dragon bones, which was the best.

I don't know why Bu Huaizhen did this, Wen Renran said solemnly: "The younger generation is deserved, does the cosmic god know that the predecessor is hindered by losing his essence and blood?"

"Wow, the attitude is so bad? I knew this, if I sent you a jar of blood, wouldn't you have to eat steamed buns and have a big meal?"

Although Bu Huaizhen was still smiling, his eyes were already very serious, "Don't think about it, he's just in case." ”

A page of the book must have its purpose, Wen Ren saw that Bu Huaizhen refused to say more, and understood that it was useless to pursue it, so he had to accept the holy blood first, and asked, "Then you have nothing to do with me?"

"Serious business? Serious business has been swallowed by me. Bu Huaizhen replied, holding his stomach.

"I ......"