Yelin was still here, looking up at the sky, more precisely, at the golden thunder moving in the dark clouds, the thunder chasing a point of light, sometimes in a hurry.

The Taoist stared at the young man under the umbrella and couldn't understand it.

Fu Wei felt that no one would come here faster than him, unless it was an old monster in the supreme realm of the states.

The thunder suddenly brightened, and the little dot didn't move.

Yelin turned to face the Taoist.

The young man poured his umbrella, and Fu covered his Dao heart with a little mortal dust, and hurriedly recited the heart mantra to remove the demonic obstacles, and reprimanded: "Where is the demon, he actually secretly cast a spell on me to disrupt my purity!"

Yelin was stunned and said, "Spellcasting?"

Fu Wei silently recited the mantra of purifying the heart, and said angrily: "What a high Tao! Your Excellency doesn't stop, let's see the real chapter in the fight!"

Pulling down the umbrella edge to cover the wind and snow, and also blocking Fu Wei's view, Yelin was silent.

Fu Wei was even more convinced that he had fallen for Yelin's spell because he didn't notice it for a while, and his tone was quite unkind: "Your Excellency arrived here earlier, but you got a strange treasure? If you are willing to hand it over, Fu Wei can exchange all your wealth and money, if it is insufficient, just by your opening an IOU, Fu Wei will be waiting for you in Liangzhou Shuntian Mansion." ”

Yelin turned around and said, "I don't know what you're talking about, talking nonsense." ”

Fu Wei took a step forward and said: "Fu Wei has a great responsibility, and I also ask Your Excellency to cut your love, Shun Tianfu is willing to be friends with you, but if you have a request, you will try your best to help." If not, I'll have to rob it!"

Yelin was displeased, turned around and pointed to the sky and said, "The opportunity is there, you go and get it!"

Fu was shocked, took a few steps back and recited the heart mantra, and said in his heart: "What kind of demon method is this?

Since the lining started, the outcome is unpredictable, so I have to persuade each other slowly. Fu Wei hid his face and said: "Your Excellency, don't make fun of me, how can heavenly thunder be an ordinary thing? I have studied the thunder method for many years, and I still dare not get involved easily. ”

Yelin was helpless, he didn't turn his back to Fu Wei, nor did he press the umbrella, so he simply followed him to chant the mantra, and said, "I want to have it, why are you still standing here watching? ”

Fu Wei thought about it carefully, and suddenly bowed: "I see, I don't know what offended Your Excellency, and I ask Your Excellency to forgive me and accept the spell." ”

Yelin was speechless, his breath was not smooth, and he didn't care about him, so he turned around.

Fu Wei looked at the night sky and observed for a long time, and quietly crushed the jade talisman.

Heaven and earth change.

Liangzhou, located in the southwest of Kyushu, took off a breath of qi, and it was hundreds of miles in an instant, and it didn't take long for the blessing to be blessed to Fu Wei's body, and the Taoist mana in his body soared wildly, almost reaching the highest realm of Shuntianfu - Zhenjun.

Looking at his state at this time, he was covered with green energy, surrounded by lightning, and even the illusion of being born as a god swelled in his heart.

Drifting immortals.

No longer simply pursuing power, he suddenly understood a little why the senior ancestors of Shuntian Mansion would pursue the Immortal Dao all their lives.

Once you climb to the heights, you will never forget the clouds for a hundred years. Fu Wei's Dao heart became more and more determined, and he swore that he would devote himself to cultivation even more after this time, in order to soar in the day!

The realm climb did not make him fall into a frenzy, but was calmer than before. There was a Shuntianfu patriarch who ascended to the Tao, suffered a thunderstorm in the nine heavens, and the Dao was destroyed for hundreds of years, and ended up with a dead end. Take out the furniture, bottles and jars of treasure medicine flew to the ground, and I am not afraid of Yelin coming to grab it, or take it internally, or apply it externally, or draw talismans, and add magic clothes and treasures to accompany me.

Before leaving, he turned around and glanced at Yelin.

The higher the mana, the more you can see, the more detailed, and the more real you can see, only to find that you are sinking deeper......

What was under the skin? He wanted to see more realistically, and unconsciously gathered his mana in his eyes.

The eyes burned.

A leopard can be seen in the tube. Fu Wei slowly indulged in that exploration, and when he occasionally made a discovery, it was shocking.

Suddenly, Yelin disappeared from his field of vision, and he was very reluctant.

Feeling out of shape, Fu apologized and said, "It's a faux pas." ”

The boy under the umbrella was silent.

If there are real immortals in the world, then the young man must be one of them, but what is he waiting for? Or is there something wrong with the fate in the clouds?

I can't help but be worried.

......

The snowy wasteland, covered with snow several feet high, everything you see freezes to death, there is no frost and grass, only wind and snow are heard and seen.

There was a "poof" sound, and something pierced through the snow and reached the ground.

It was a human hand.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!" shouted a scout, and before he could get close to the camp, he tripped over the snow with his men and horses.

And a few screams followed.

An army of 100,000 set up city defenses and surrounded the prince's royal car. Urgency in the army!

As soon as the soldiers rose, Zhu Changheng heard about it, and ordered Xuannu to be Li Hongying and asked, "What happened?"

Li Hongying took advantage of the object, looked at it fixedly, how did she know that it was half a human hand, and the section was covered with white mycelium, still moving like a chrysalis.

Zhu Changheng said: "Corpse Poison Gu?"

Zhu Changshuo waved his hand and said, "There is no corpse of spiritual wisdom, so what is there to fear?"

Li Hongying's brows furrowed, and said: "If you are killed with a knife in normal times, this is Yongzhou." ”

Zhu Changshuo opened his eyes, sat up, his expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and asked, "How is the battle?"

Pulled out the long sword on his waist and slashed down, the severed limbs were scarred but not separated, Li Hongying said: "It is not the day and night when the corpse is buried deep in the snow, the cold ice enters the body and is stronger than the gold stone, the sword is difficult to hurt, although the blunt weapon has a miraculous effect, there are not many reserves in the army, the soldiers rely on the battle formation to resist, and they have very few kills, and when they are finally exhausted, but the ice corpse is tireless, and there are many of them......"

There is no room for optimism.

As a female general, Li Hongying is not inferior to a man, and her realm is not low, her strength is still excessive, and she can withstand the full force of ordinary generals with a sword in her hand, so she can't cut off the frozen corpse hand, let alone easily kill the ice corpse that can survive with a broken hand or foot.

"Report ——!" will be arraigned.

Li Hongying preached in front of the two princes: "Adjutant Wei has something to report, tell me quickly." ”

Adjutant Wei ordered someone to carry a piece of insect limbs and a bag of animal skins, and said: "Before the war started, some sentries found this thing sneaky and didn't know what to do. The subordinate detachment besieged and killed, but it was huge and strange, and the speed was extremely fast, and it took nearly 100 elite soldiers to kill it, and found this animal skin bag. Please, General, decide!"

Li Hongying unsealed the seal, and the two princes stepped forward to take a look, their faces were pale.

In the bag of animal skins, it was nothing else, it was the corpse poison Gu, and there were countless of them. It turned out that the Witch King had already prepared and ordered the worm to descend to Gu, but at this time, he was afraid that most of the snow field was his corpse soldiers! I never thought that the goal of 100,000 troops was too big, and it was also affected.

It was not the Witch King who was caught in a bitter battle.

In the face of the ice corpse, Kang Zhuang was weak, and had no choice but to retreat to the place of battle, looking for the protection of the old monk of the White Dragon Temple.

The old monk himself is difficult to protect.

The waffle pen is dipped in cinnabar, and the next article contains the wisdom of the sages, each word weighs a thousand gold, embedded in the air, on the ground, the big gold characters surround the long wall of the road, and the ice corpse rushes left and right, and cannot enter the door.

Until Hua Fuzi stopped writing breathlessly, he had already wrapped three layers inside and three layers outside, and there were several times more ice corpses.

The old monk took out a few Buddhist treasures and handed them to the master, and sighed: "Amitabha, the witch king's means reach the sky, and he shouldn't have embarrassed the Hua Shi and Lin Shi, and he blames the old man for angering the Wu King, and his skills are not good, and he has affected Hua Shi and Lin Shi, sin, sin." ”

After taking the pill, Hua Fuzi relieved himself and said: "The master put himself in danger in order to save his young son, he is a model for my generation, what is the sin? ”

Kang Zhuang persuaded: "Don't take it over the two masters, hurry up and think about how to break through is the right thing, Lin Daxia is about to fall into the disadvantage!"

Hua Fuzi glanced at him deeply, a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was when he was old, and then his eyes were attracted by the dazzling sword light, and he didn't think about it anymore.

The sword stopped, and the fine snow finally landed. Lin Qinghong made several moves, but he couldn't even touch the corner of the Witch King's clothes, and he was almost injured by him.

The victory or defeat is only in a moment, and there is no need to test too much. So, Lin Qinghong no longer kept his hand, but made all his moves, holding the sword as a pen, and pulling out a grand plan.

Spring goes. The sword sprouted flowers, and the buds floated in the snow, like fireflies, and once the ice corpse touched it, the sword light exploded and engulfed it, leaving a residue in vain.

Autumn is coming. The buds burst and fell to the world, and there were showers of flower rain, and countless tiny petals contained sword qi, or sword qi condensed into petals, drifting away with the wind, the wind swept people into remnants, and the limbs of the ice corpse were broken and separated, and there was no movement.

Spring goes to autumn, and there is summer hiding inside. The petals fell to the ground and regathered on the famous sword autumn water, playing a superb sound for the rain of flowers in the sky and the glory of the flowers.

A red lotus bloomed out of thin air on the lifeless snowfield! The red lotus is like fire, all composed of sword qi, where the lotus is shrouded, Lin Qinghong's sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and there is no trace of the enemy within a hundred zhang, clearing the corpses that surround Wuyou and others.

Suddenly, Lin Qinghong's eyes darkened.

It was the Witch King who cast a spell with blood, tearing down a black curtain in the void and enveloping him.

With scarlet eyes, the Witch King's body suddenly rose several times, comparable to the uncondensed Vajra Dharma Body, and he smashed it with one punch, and the end was a shock. Lin Qinghong's horizontal sword parry was also hammered into the ground with a punch, and the blood was on the spot, and the yellow shirt was red, and he no longer had the posture of a "sword immortal".

The autumn water wailed.

Yangzhou Sword Shrine is the best at casting swords, the autumn water is sharp, it is easy to divide gold and jade, and the ice corpse is naturally not a problem, but the large number of people is distracted. The Witch King on the periphery was eyeing him again, and every time he made a move, it was a bad move to kill people, Lin Qinghong hated it so much that his teeth itched, and he said angrily: "There is a kind, catch and fight, what kind of hero is hiding his head and showing his tail?"

The Witch King didn't bother to pay attention to it, and only laughed.

Tie Qing's face was blue, and Lin Qinghong hated: "Shameless!"

In the circle, Wuwu Zen Master and Hua Fuzi hurried to help Lin Qinghong, and the master shouted in a deep voice: "The Witch King's Taoism is profound, and it is really not the opponent of the three of us, the two of you listen to me quietly, and put three talents in a big array!"

Lin Qinghong's expression froze, and he nodded: "Okay!"

There is no accusation: "Amitabha." This is a secret of the three religions, and the poor monks have to use it as a last resort today, and they will be tight-lipped in the future. ”

The three of them put up a formation according to the upper, middle and lower positions, and none of them once again shined with golden light, like a round of eternal sun, leading the ten thousand Buddhas on the other side to sing Sanskrit sounds, and continuously transmitting mana to Lin Qinghong in the center of the array;

Hua Fuzi splashed ink and painted a vast earth, and the earthy yellow true qi rising around his body incarnated countless sages, reading the ode to the heavens, and the golden characters of the dou were woven into a robe through the heavens and latitudes, which were also draped on Lin Qinghong's body;

With the addition of the yellow robe, it turned into a flood of momentum like the help of thousands of people, Lin Qinghong held the three-foot green peak in his hand, and cursed loudly:

Heaven and earth are yellow, and Qiankun borrows the law. The wisdom sword is unsheathed, slashing the evil and destroying the demon!○1

The three of them worked together to erect a great array of heaven, earth and man in the void, and all the strength of the formation was blessed on Lin Qinghong's body, so that the internal injuries gradually healed and his cultivation soared.

Above the sword dance for nine days, the autumn water is invisible, the swordsman is lost, and the phantom of the doppelganger appears in the sky, and there is a sound in the place where no one is around, Lin Qinghong said: "Today, I will let you taste the swordsmanship that I have learned in ten years of hard cultivation, so as to teach you to die as you deserve!"

The blood sacrifice of the Witch King turned into an evil god, and his body was raised by more than ten zhang again. Blood gushed from the ground under his feet, and countless bloody hands waved among them, wailing and screaming endlessly, like a Shura purgatory. Standing in the sea of blood, the Witch King roared arrogantly: "Come! My life is mine, the sky cannot be buried, the earth cannot be broken, let alone people?"

Spring goes to autumn, there is summer hiding in it, and then-

Winter solstice!

The extreme cold of winter is like the wrath of heaven and earth, judging all sins, purging them out and returning them to zero.

The sword spirit carves the dragon, and the wind carries the snow.

Lin Qinghong was full of momentum, and he slashed out with a sword.

Cold Dragon Raid!

The Witch King faced straight up, his big hand tearing the wind against the cold dragon, the ice stopped in front of him, and the dark evil god's aura continued to pour out from him, eroding the earth-shattering sword.

In the stalemate, the ground subsided rapidly.

The collision of forces, or fusion, or explosion. The latter is the majority.

Everything is frozen, and the heavens and the earth are white!

At the edge of the big pit, the three people of the righteous path were almost exhausted.

The witch king was deep in the pit, most of his body was buried under the soil, and there was a large area of frostbite on the surface of his body, and there were many sword wounds deep into the viscera, and he had consumed a lot of blood and qi, and the internal and external cuts had become serious injuries.

Faced with a desperate situation, the Witch King suddenly burst out laughing madly: "Hahahahaha! You can't even think of what I can't get! In the end, I'm still a step ahead!"

The three of them have a bad heart.

There is a Gu worm lurking in the baby's swaddling clothes, and when it receives the command, it screams, breaks through the baby's skin, burrows into it and wreaks havoc.

Seeing that the baby's life was on the verge of dying, Hua Fuzi sat on the ground and was weak, and Lin Qinghong stood with his sword and did not even have the strength to speak.

Only the people in Buddhism are not afraid of hard work, and pay attention to the polishing of the body when practicing, so the self-healing ability is better, and the old monk still has spare strength.

There is no palm movement to protect the baby's heart, while biting the fingertips to force out the essence and blood.

The Gu worm was really tempted, and immediately burrowed into the fingertips of Wuyou, and went straight to the inside along the meridians.

Cutting muscles and bones, there is no extreme pain, and the face of the Buddha is hideous.

Sacrifice yourself to become a Buddha.

Lin Qinghong couldn't bear to look at it, and was about to send the vicious witch king back to the west with a desperate blow, but found that the witch king had absconded, and looked up to the sky and said hatefully: "Witch King! I, Lin Qinghong, have nothing to do with you, seek the mountains and go into the sea, and vow to crush your bones and scatter ashes!"

Looking at nothing, the old waffle burst into tears, and he couldn't stop crying: "Brother, that baby is gone! Is it worth it?"

Wuwei was completely destroyed by the Gu worm, and he was dying, but he still smiled: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

After speaking, hang your head and extinguish.

The Buddha smiled and seemed to be honored.

Hua Fuzi struggled to get up, threw himself to the ground, and cried out, "My Buddha is merciful!"

Kang Zhuang's face was dull, he was silent for a long time, and he stepped forward to wrap the baby and just looked.

Wasted, the meridians are destroyed, and this baby will grow up in the future, and he will just be a wasted person. For some reason, Kang Zhuang felt pain in his heart.

It's not fear, there's no fear that Yelin brings him, it's a dull ache.

Kangzhuang has been a ghost for a long time, living in a mess, I don't know what night it is, what year is this year, in order to survive, I actually ate a lot of souls, completely forgetting that I was born as a human being.

After a few days of running, Kang Zhuang also came into contact with the baby, and something buried in the depths of his soul was finally touched.

Everything from the past flooded into Kangzhuang's mind, stunned, sad, resentful, and then despaired.

So the heart was broken, and the soul was scattered.

The wind and snow are sudden, and a wisp of sorrow is sent thousands of miles away.

The young man under the umbrella felt it, and he bent his fingers, and the originally dispersed Kangzhuang soul actually reunited here, Yelin chuckled: "Are you awake?"

Kang Zhuang repented and wept on the ground.

Yelin said again: "My Buddha is compassionate. The old monk's life should not be extinguished. A flash of blue light, across a hundred thousand miles, simply pulled the old monk back from the ghost gate.

Even if the cultivation is lost, as long as you recuperate well, it will not hinder your longevity.

The old monk was at a loss.

The Master was stunned, and then laughed.

Lin Qinghong was surprised, he was born with a pair of sword eyes, which can be seen in the change of yin and yang, the old monk is dead, why did he retreat when he saw the ghost who came from the soul?

So, how do people live?

Note ○1 is an excerpt adapted from "Taiyi Pulling Sin and Demon Killing Talisman Spell".