"Boom!"

Suddenly, a thunderclap was heard in the air, and in a short time, a torrential rain followed. Under the heavy rain, everyone let the rain hit their bodies, although their clothes were already soaked, everyone didn't even dare to breathe at will, and the reason for all this was where the sword of the Candle Candle pointed, in the darkness, there seemed to be a terrifying existence that a master as powerful as the Candle was afraid of.

Yin Tianyu also held his breath, staring at the depths of the dark jungle in the distance, Li Candle's sword had already reached Xiu Ming's chest, but the existence in the darkness could make Li Zhu give up the opportunity to kill Xiu Ming and focus on its body, with the existence of this strength, you can imagine how terrifying it would be.

"Hehe, you don't have to be nervous, the poor monk has no malicious intent. ”

The man's voice in the darkness came again, and this time it was accompanied by a blue and white light, and Yin Tianyu was surprised to find that in this blue and white light, he actually felt a sense of peace.

"People of the Buddha Sect, it seems that you are the force behind the cultivation of the underworld. ”

As if he had seen the identity of the person in Guanghuazhong, Li Candle withdrew the long sword in his hand and waited quietly for the person to appear.

The blue and white brilliance gradually faded, and the appearance of the person also appeared, when he saw his appearance, Yin Tianyu suddenly felt a trace of incomparably familiar feeling in his heart, the man in Tsing Yi who walked out of the brilliance in front of him, he could be sure where he had seen him, but Yin Tianyu couldn't think of when he had seen this man with the appearance of a fallen city.

At this moment, an object on the man's shoulder once again attracted Yin Tianyu's attention, it was a cyan bird, and the jade-like feathers were secretly flowing with brilliance, and it seemed to feel Yin Tianyu's gaze, and the cyan bird's gaze immediately looked at it from afar.

Suddenly, a memory came to Yin Tianyu's mind, and in that memory, the two figures of a person, a bird, and two figures gradually became clear in Yin Tianyu's mind.

"It's you!"

Yin Tianyu finally remembered when he had seen the man in green clothes, although he didn't know his name, but it was this person who almost killed himself in the dream world in the first place! And that cyan bird was the legendary dream weaver bird!

It's just that what Yin Tianyu didn't expect was that the man in Tsing Yi he saw in his dream had long hair as smooth as silk, and now although the appearance of the man in front of him can correspond to what he dreamed of, the difference is that he doesn't even have a strand of hair, but even so, it still can't affect the man's peerless appearance.

"Poor monk Qingzen, I have seen the saints and the saints in charge. ”

As he spoke, the man who claimed to be Qingzen had already approached, and when he saw this, the hot-tempered Yan couldn't help but say, "Hey, which green onion is your bald donkey?!

Raising his hand to stop Yan's wild words, he looked at Qingchan and said: "Qinglian crosses the world, and he is at ease in his Zen heart, presumably this is Qingchan, the Buddhist master who is known as Qinglian Zen Master." ”

"The reputation of the saint is too much, the poor monk is just a grain of sand in the world, and the name of the master will not dare to be taken seriously. ”

"Then I don't know why the master is here today?"

Qing Chan clasped his hands together and looked at the dying cultivator on the ground: "I wonder if the saint can let the cultivator live today?"

Lizhu's gaze also turned to Xiu Ming, and then looked at Qing Chan and said, "What if I say no?"

"Good, good... I also hope that for the sake of your allied disciples, let the two of us go. ”

Listening to Qing Chan's words, Yan Yanxiao couldn't help but shout anymore: "Bah! You old bald donkey, are you threatening us?! Do you think that with your ability, you can take away that beast alive?!"

Yan roared and wanted to speak, but when he saw the cold gaze cast by Li Candle, he was immediately startled, and the swear words that came to his mouth were swallowed back into his stomach.

"Let's go. ”

"What?!Leave the candle, and let them go?!...... you"

Before Yan Scream finished speaking, Li Candle cast a cold look and signaled him to shut up, and Yan Howling couldn't vent his anger for unknown reasons, but he could only give up when he saw Li Candle's appearance.

"In this case, the poor monk has thanked the saint here. ”

Qing Chan said, and before he could step forward to pick up the cultivator, he saw that Li Zhu took the lead in grabbing the damaged body of the cultivator, and sent him to Qing Chan's hands after a while.

When Qing Chan took over Xiu Ming's body, his brows furrowed imperceptibly, and then he returned to normal: "Hehe, leaving the saint, the poor monk will leave." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the candle to speak, I saw a cyan lotus platform suddenly rising under the feet of Qing Chan, Qing Chan sat cross-legged, and between the changes of the handprint, a blue and white light rose from the cyan lotus platform and shrouded him and the figure of Xiu Ming in it, and then the light dissipated, and the figures of the two disappeared in the majestic rain.

After the two of them left, Yan Wild Howl finally couldn't help but ask: "Lizhu, why did you let the two of them go?!

Just as Yan Roar questioned Leaving the Candle, Hua Yuebai, Mu Xuankong and the others also stepped forward, looking at the angry Yan Roar, Mu Xuankong said: "Don't blame the Leaving Sage anymore, presumably the Leaving Saint has his own intentions in doing this." ”

After Yan Roar stopped roaring, Li Zhu said slowly: "If I make a move, our coalition disciples will all be buried here." ”

As soon as Li Candle's words came out, everyone was shocked, Li Candle's words were by no means like a joke, and it could be seen from his expression that he must have discovered something to have this remark.

"What do you mean by that?"

Hua Yue just asked in the vernacular, but found that the pouring rain had stopped, looking at the white light in the sky with a slight glow, she left the candle and said slowly: "Mu Zhangmen, have you found it?"

Everyone looked at Mu Xuankong in puzzlement, and Mu Xuankong sighed: "The moment the heavy rain stopped, I already understood, I didn't expect that there was such a clever illusion in the world. ”

"Illusion?"

"That's right, if my expectation is right, the heavy rain just now came from the hand of that Qing Chan, and his purpose is to use this heavy rain to cast illusions on all of us, if I remember correctly, this illusion is a secret technique handed down from ancient times, see the rain seals. ”

After a pause, Mu Xuankong continued: "Seeing that the rain seal is an extremely powerful illusion, when it rains heavily, the caster casts illusion through raindrops, it can be said that every drop of raindrop is the medium that carries the illusion, if the magician does not launch it, once the illusion is launched, almost no one in the heavy rain can dodge, and once the caster's illusion is hit, then the next consequences are well known to everyone." ”

Mo Lingquan continued Mu Xuankong's words at this time: "I have read about this kind of illusion in the ancient books of my sect, and those who want to cultivate this illusion technique, in addition to their own strong strength, also need to have a deep study of the illusion formation, I can't imagine that the people of the Buddha sect have such means to learn this kind of trick. ”

"I didn't find out about this illusion just now, but Qing Chan's words made me react, his arrival this time is inevitable, if I do it just now, he will immediately launch the illusion, causing my coalition disciples and danger. ”

After listening to Lizhu's explanation, Hua Yuebai sighed and said: "I knew that there was a hidden force behind this Purple Soul Palace, but I didn't expect that the people behind the cultivation of the Soul would have such strength, it seems that there will be a turmoil in all walks of life in the future." ”

"Hateful! hateful!" Yan Yanxiao also understood at this time, only to see him say hatefully: "I knew that this was the case, when the old man who cultivated the Ming was seriously injured, Lao Tzu should have killed him with a knife!

Suddenly, Li Zhu smiled and looked at Yan Howling and said, "This, Howling doesn't have to worry, I want to cultivate the Soul for a while, and I can't make any more trouble." ”

......

In a valley, a white deer was drinking water by the stream, and suddenly raised his head, and the white deer's eyes looked at the other side of the stream, only to see a blue and white light flashing there, and a cyan lotus seat gradually appeared.

On the lotus seat is a man in Tsing Yi, and next to the man in Tsing Yi lies a middle-aged man covered in flesh and blood, Qing Chan fingertips lightly, the middle-aged man's body floated up in the air and slowly fell on the green land next to the stream, looking at the cultivation of the only trace of breath, Qing Chan said to himself: "Leaving the candle, what a good means." ”