Chapter 81: The Hidden Spy (7)
On the four sides of the ruins, four white lights suddenly flashed, four faces were unfamiliar, their clothes were very different, and the Taoist priest of the Dao bone fairy wind raised his long sword to form a tic-tac-toe shape, imprisoning the black flame cheetah inside. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Their mouths kept chanting, and the words were like rotting grass and fireflies, shining golden around the prey, sprinkling gold dust full of righteousness.
Demonic breath and righteousness have been in conflict with each other since ancient times.
The irritating black flame cheetah was in pain, as if it was being grilled by the flames emanating from its body.
"You bastards! I'm going to devour you all one by one! The Black Flame Cheetah roared and struggled, the opening in the center of the tic-tac-toe narrowing smaller and smaller, and the blade of the sword cut into its waist, dripping black blood.
Qingyang Daoist was merciful, walked up to a Taoist priest who looked the oldest, and said: "Daoist Chengping, Taoist compassion, don't kill it quickly, give this evil animal a chance to reform from a new leaf!" ”
Chengping Daoist smiled heartily: "Hehe! Head of Qingyang, I haven't seen you for many years, and my compassion is getting thicker and thicker. I wanted to relieve the pain of this evil beast and let him be reincarnated, but when I heard you say that, then I will subdue him and put him in the Lock Demon Tower! With that, the tenacious long sword with a faint mist in his hand was retracted and stabbed to remove one of the demon bones in the chest cavity of the Black Flame Cheetah!
"Ahh You dare to pick my bones! I curse you not to die! The Black Flame Cheetah roared, spitting blood.
"This is the fastest way to get you back on the right track!" Chengping Dao snorted coldly.
In a moment, the Black Flame Cheetah no longer emits black flames and turns into an ordinary Black Panther.
The head Qingyang stretched out his hand, and the black panther obediently turned into a black flame and flew into his sleeve pocket.
Then the Taoist priests in the ruins, with a faint joy on their faces, put their swords back into their sheaths.
"Okay, get rid of this black panther demon, and leave the rest to the elders in your temple to solve." Cheng Ping Dao Chang smiled.
Daoist Zhang Linyi looked at the four unfamiliar faces with admiration, and couldn't help asking, "Master, who are they?" ”
The head Qingyang smiled comfortably: "Hehe, this Chengping Dao Elder is an elder of the Qingxu Observatory on Tianquan Peak. A few days ago, I found that Chen Endao was a little abnormal, so the flying pigeon sent a message to the uncertain, hoping that they could send a master to help. Wuguan's manpower is limited, so he invited people from Qingxuguan to come to help, which kept the immortal book from falling into the hands of demons. ”
"Oh! Look up for a long time, look up for a long time! It turned out to be the Taoist of Qingxuguan, and when I saw it today, it was really extraordinary! Zhang Linyi bowed.
The other two Xuanji Dao Masters also bowed in admiration.
Daoist Chengping smiled generously: "Don't be formal, in terms of seniority, I am younger than you, and the other three Taoist priests are all my disciples." That's why it's us who salute you. With that, he led his three radiant disciples to bow to the head of Qingyang.
The head Qingyang was polite: "Where, the Jade Void View is two levels higher than my Void View, if you are at the level of cultivation, you are the seniors." ”
"Hehe, that's it, Taoism emphasizes equal treatment, let's not push around. Hurry up and hand over the immortal book "Bipolar Enguang Treasure Book" to me and take it to the Jade Void Temple to collect. "Chengping said long.
The head Qingyang obeyed the order and walked towards the rear of the ruins, Zhang Linyi chased after him, and said in a low and cautious voice: "What do they want the immortal book to do?" ”
"The Xuanji Concept is not safe, and the Immortal Book is entrusted to them to bring it to the Jade Void Temple, so that it will not fall into the hands of demons."
"However, the immortal book is the treasure of the Xuanji Temple, if it no longer exists, wouldn't it reduce the status of my temple in the Dao realm?"
"The status is small, and the immortal book must not fall into the hands of demons."
Zhang Lin gave up and stopped persuading.
The head Qingyang lifted the dirt from a hidden ground somewhere behind the ruins, pulled out the long-buried light fairy book, held it in the palm of his hand, and comforted the lost Zhang Linyi while walking back cautiously: "The transfer of the fairy book, Daoist Chengping will keep it secret forever, so don't think too much." ”
"Got it." Zhang Linyi said.
Daoist Chengping took the precious immortal book, carefully put it in his sleeve, and then led the three disciples to fly away in a hurry.
Then the head of the sect, Qingyang, took the other Dao Masters and two disciples and walked towards the abandoned attic behind the small jungle.
At that time, Daoist Chen Endao was indifferently guarding the two bound people, completely unaware that his accomplices had been subdued. By the time he saw the boss with a group of people coming to fight, it was already too late.
Chen Endao didn't struggle too much.
The head easily took him into his sleeve and put an end to a ridiculous farce.
Following.
Jing Liqiu took advantage of the noon break, quietly left the Xuanji Temple, and came to the Lock Demon Tower. After asking Daoist Feichen for some advice, he smoothly entered the first floor of the Lock Demon Tower and visited Daoist Chen En, who looked haggard.
Daoist Feichen was afraid that Jing Liqiu would be hurt by the demons inside, so he followed him around like a shadow, monitoring Daoist Chen En's every move.
Jing Liqiu's eyes lit up and stared at Chen En sadly.
"Uncle Shi......"
"Liqiu, what are you doing?" Chen Endao was cold and indifferent, and his smile was no longer there.
"I can't let you go, so I'm here to visit."
"Thank you." With that, Chen Endao turned around and wanted to leave.
Jing Liqiu looked at his desolate back and begged, "Uncle Shi, you are helping me diagnose my pulse for the last time." ”
Chen En was disheartened, and said slowly: "I'm not here, and the head Qingyang can also help you diagnose your pulse." His healing skills are not below mine. ”
"But I'm used to asking Uncle Shi to check my pulse every month." Jing Liqiu begged.
A trace of warmth floated in Chen En's cold black heart, and he slowly looked back, melancholy: "Okay, I'll give you one last pulse diagnosis." Next month, you will go to the head of Qingyang, he knows more than me. ”
"Thank you!" Jing Liqiu was moved and grateful, and at the same time rolled up the sleeve of his right hand and handed over his white wrist.
The moment Chen Endao's cold fingers touched the warm skin, he trembled slightly, and then pressed it down slightly.
The right hand is done, then the left hand.
After the end, Chen Endao said indifferently: "Your body is still fine as usual, I hope you can maintain your current state in the future, never be disturbed by evil thoughts, and fall into the devil's path as much as I do." ”
"I see, thank you, uncle." Jing Liqiu put down his sleeves and looked at Chen En reluctantly.
Chen En turned around ruthlessly and staggered towards the dark second floor of the Lock Demon Tower.
Seeing the people he respected, Jing Liqiu left the Lock Demon Tower with tears in his eyes.
The moment the door was closed, Chen Endao's cold eyes left a tear. Although he is a demon, he also has a trace of affection.
Standing outside the tower, Jing Liqiu stood for a long time before he slowly came back to his senses and wanted to return to the Taoist temple.
Standing on the eaves on the second floor of the Lock Demon Tower, Daoist Feichen smiled kindly at Jing Liqiu and said, "As long as Daoist Chen En's immortality for a day, you will always have a chance to see each other again!" ”
This sentence is like a ray of light in the haze, bringing a warm hope to Jing Liqiu's deathly mood.