Chapter 46: The Shadow of the Moonlit Night (1)

The stars and the moon are bright, and the Milky Way is in the sky.

A man and a woman, one white and one green, Fahai and Murong Bingyan were like immortals in the sky, swimming and shuttling in the starry moonlit sky.

Murong Bingyan kept urging Zhenyuan and wanted to cross the Fahai Sea, but unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried, the two of them had always been like separating, and the distance was always around thirty zhang.

Fahai's big sleeves fluttered, and he flew out more than 50 miles away, and after seeing a forest, his body slowed down, hovering and landing on a large tree branch and leaf, standing with his hands in his hands, looking up at the starry sky, with a masterful demeanor.

After a few breaths, Murong Bingyan flew over with the green mang, collected the sword into the sheath in mid-air, and landed on Fahai's side.

At this time, Murong Bingyan's pretty face was already dripping with sweat, although she had a Jiazi's cultivation, but the flying of the imperial sword for more than fifty miles was already her limit, plus she wanted to cross the Fahai Sea all the time, Zhenyuan's overdraft was even more powerful, and her full and towering chest also fluctuated violently due to the unstable qi, and the waves were gusting.

"Amitabha, Miss Murong, you might as well rest first."

Fahai swallowed his saliva, quickly shifted his gaze upward, and said to Murong Bingyan with an indifferent face, sometimes this is the case, in the eyes of women, a man looks at her a little higher is appreciation, and a lower one is a hooligan.

However, Murong Bingyan obviously didn't pay attention to this subsection, her eyes were more shocked, Fahai flew for fifty miles, her face did not change, her qi was even, as if she was nothing, and her cultivation was profound, which was already visible. He could never be a cultivator in the early stage of the Nine Grades!

"Senior Brother Cang, the flying method you used just now doesn't seem to come from a small temple in the mountains, if I guessed correctly, this should be one of the nine major schools of Buddhism, the famous flying recipe of Dalin Temple, right?" After Murong Bingyan took a Juyuan Pill and breathed for a while, he opened his big eyes like ice crystals and looked at Fahai, quite playful.

"Miss Murong has good eyesight."

Seeing this, Fahai couldn't help but snort, a thought of the flying trick was the signature magic power of Dalin Temple, and since he was recognized, there was no need for him to deny anything.

"Seeing that the senior brother is only two years old, but he has such a profound cultivation, could it be that he is a famous young master in Dalin Temple, known as Senior Brother Fayi who subdues demons with one hand?"

When it came to Fa Yi, there was a hint of admiration in Murong Bingyan's tone, for her, who was born in a small sect, Dalin Fayi, who was full of genius and had the late cultivation of the ninth grade at the age of sixteen, has always been one of the role models that the elders often talk about and use to urge her to practice.

I didn't expect that today, by chance, I met the role model in my heart, even if Murong Bingyan's personality was as cold as water, it was inevitable that my heart would be a little swaying and excited at this time. Of course, only spiritual things can make her so abnormal.

was actually regarded as Fa Yi, which made Fa Hai extremely depressed, I didn't expect Fa Yi, a stinky second goods, to have such a beautiful woman thinking about it outside. This made Fahai uncomfortable for a while, but in front of beautiful women, Fahai disdained to be too preoccupied, and even less disdainful of belittling others behind his back.

However, not saying something is not in line with Fahai's character.

"I'm not Fayi, and I can't compare to him as a celebrity in the temple, his pants are always wet......" Fahai shook his head and pretended to sigh.

"Why are Senior Brother Fayi's pants always wet?"

When Murong Bingyan heard this, she couldn't hide her curiosity, she always wanted to know more about idols, and she always felt that Fahai seemed to have something to say.

Really......

"There are almost no disciples of Dalin who don't worship him, every time Senior Brother Fayi goes to the toilet, the person who is convenient next to him will always suddenly turn around and yell at him, wow, isn't this a genius Fayi!!" Fahai touched his nose quite seriously, "So, his pants are always **." ”

"Flutter~"

Although she knew that Fahai was joking, Murong Bingyan was still amused, although she was already 19 years old, although she was alone with her sister-in-law, she was not an ignorant girl, and she knew that if the person next to her suddenly turned around when it was convenient for a man, she would definitely be wet by the other party......

In an instant, Murong Bingyan's face was like an iceberg thawing, becoming as delicate as a flower and crimson.

Staring at Fahai who was there with the old god and a calm face, Murong Bingyan felt angry and funny, angry at his pretense, laughing at his humor and cleverness, even if he knew that his joke was a bit obscene and a little too much to spoil Fayi, he couldn't give birth to any disgust.

From Fahai's ridicule, Murong Bingyan also faintly heard that Fahai and Fayi did not seem to be in harmony with each other, and she had a demure personality, so she did not follow the topic of Fa Yi to ask about it.

Seeing that Murong Bingyan's smile was just a flash in the pan, and then he returned to his usual coldness again, Fahai felt a little lost in his heart, and couldn't help but change the topic and asked, "You guys are here for the zombies in Blackwater Town this time?" ”

"We had no purpose in going down the mountain this time, and we accidentally heard the news that the Pure Yang Relic Treasure was about to be born, so we traveled west, ready to meet the opportunity, and by the way, we met the masters of the Northwest Cultivation Realm." Murong Bingyan nodded when she heard this.

"Pure Yang Relic?" Fahai was stunned. He had heard of the Pure Yang Relic Treasure, and a while ago the cultivation world was still in a uproar about it, and the source was a treasure map that was born by chance, and it was said that according to the map, Suo Ji could find a Scattered Immortal who lived in the cave before his ascension, and get the secret book of cultivation that he left in the world.

However, the Pure Yang Relic Treasure is only a fatal temptation for the small sects and loose cultivation with shallow foundations, but the main sect does not attach much importance to them, for them, the supernatural powers of this sect cannot be cultivated, how can they have the energy to pay attention to the so-called relics of an anonymous scattered cultivation, so most of them just send a few disciples to join in the fun and bumper the chance.

"Well, this matter is no secret, it is said that the Cave Mansion of the Scattered Immortal Cultivator is hidden in the Luliang Mountain Range, and the Black Wind Ridge is also a small branch of the Luliang Mountain Range, so we stopped by."

Murong Bingyan said, "However, there are not many monks like us who come to the Black Wind Ridge, and most of the masters have gone to the Thirteen Peaks of Dao thousands of miles away. Only monks who are shallow in cultivation and know that there is no hope of capturing the treasure are like us, ready to take advantage of the corpse disaster in Blackwater Town to hunt some zombie essence blood back. ”

Zombies, commonly known as corpses, corpses, and ghouls, in fact, zombies are not demons, demons, or ghosts, but monsters, monsters and monsters. Zombies are a branch of the ancient witch clan, the collection of heaven and earth, the most resentful, born not old and immortal, do not fall into reincarnation, in this world is also a self-contained system, with a strict hierarchy, as long as the order of the high-grade zombie, even the most humble zombie, in the face of the strongest monk, will never take a step back.

The zombie clan can be said to be the public enemy of the human and demon clans, and the zombies regard the human race and the demon clan as blood food, and can also reproduce through the guò human and demon clans. Whether it is a human or a demon, as long as they are poisoned by corpses, if they are not forced out of the body in time, the corpse poison will become zombie-like monsters, lose their nature, and harm their own kind. Therefore, if there are zombies as a chaotic place, it will be called a corpse disaster.

The corpse plague spread, extremely terrifying, second only to the plague, and in the world, everyone talks about the corpse color.

For monks, zombies are a good thing, first, to eradicate the scourge of corpses, and to gain great fame in the world; Second, the natal essence blood of zombies is a treasure like a demon core, which not only contains abundant mana, but also is a necessary material for refining high-grade anti-Yan elixir, which is very expensive. The price of one drop of nine-rank zombie essence blood is worth ten nine-grade demon cores.

Murong Bingyan and the four of them took a fancy to the zombie essence blood, so they turned to Heifengling, ready to take the opportunity to make a fortune, and it was not in vain to sleep through the small half of the Central Plains, and travel from the south of the Yangtze River to the southwest to experience a trip.

"Amitabha, the purpose of the poor monk going down the mountain this time is also Heishui Town, it is said that the 10,000-year-old corpse has a thousand years of mana, the peak cultivation of the eight grades, it is extremely powerful, and there are a large number of zombies under his command, so this trip must be dangerous."

Fahai's gaze swept over Murong Bingyan's proud twin peaks and slender legs, and he secretly swallowed his saliva, but his face was full of positive colors, "This time we met is also fate, why don't we go together, and take care of each other......"

"Thank you, brother." Although Murong Bingyan is conceited, she is not arrogant, she also knows that this trip is full of dangers, and she has to take care of three oil bottles, it is indeed difficult to show her skills, if she can have the help of Fahai, who is from Dalin's authentic background, it is much safer.

Seeing that Murong Bingyan happily agreed, Fahai was overjoyed, and was about to discuss the details of the cooperation, when he suddenly heard a faint burst of cold chanting in the air, "Nine heavens ~ divine power is revealed, a bright moon ~ shines on the ...... of the world"

Fahai and Murong Bingyan couldn't help but raise their heads when they heard the sound and looked into the distance, only to see that hundreds of feet in the sky, five black shadows seemed to shoot out of the moonlight, holding a big banner in their hands, flying and circling towards this forest.

"Uh, the Demon Cult?!"

Fahai's eyes gathered, and he suddenly saw a silver crescent moon symbol flashing on all five red flags flying and hunting, and he was immediately shocked, and he didn't care to remind Murong Bingyan, who was still looking up, he dragged her into his arms, leaned over and hid in the canopy of the leafy trees, and raised his eyes to spy through the branches and leaves.

Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, and when the righteous path meets the demon sect, it is a situation of stumbling to the end. When going down the mountain, Zen Master Wudu once instructed Fahai, saying that the disciples of the Demon Sect are all hornets, and if they get one of them, they will attract a nest, so they can hide if they can, and if they can't dodge, they will be killed cleanly.

Fahai didn't know why the disciples of the Demon Sect appeared in the Black Wind Ridge, but he had no entanglement with the Demon Sect since he came down the mountain, and he didn't want to make trouble for himself, and he didn't have such a high consciousness and ran out to subdue the Demon Guard, so he chose to avoid the edge for the time being.

When Fahai was secretly observing the disciples of the Demon Sect, he suddenly felt a struggle on Murong Bingyan's Wen Xiangjiao body in his arms, and he couldn't help but hold it tightly with his hand, but he didn't expect to hold the two round and firm and elastic warm jade in his hand with great precision, and suddenly felt a long-term pleasure coming from the palm of his hand, and the warmth was so uncomfortable.

As soon as Fahai grabbed it, Murong Bingyan in his arms suddenly didn't dare to struggle anymore, her delicate body trembled lightly like an electric shock, and at the same time, a sigh full of shame and resentment sounded softly in Fahai's ears, "Senior Brother Cang...... Your hands ......"

As soon as Fahai lowered his head when he heard this, his old face immediately turned red, and he scolded secretly, uh, it's all Tm's habit to blame!

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