Dragon and Tiger Mountain, the Temple of the Heavenly Master.

Outside the sky, the night is thick, there is no moonlight and starlight, only as thick as splashed ink, a little depressing.

In the Hall of the Heavenly Master, the green smoke is filled, the lights are shaking candles, and the yellow lights the size of beans are dotted like stars.

"Dirt is not stained, and vulgarity is not stained.

Void and nothing.

Nothing is mutually beneficial, and difficulty is easy to achieve.

Forgetting things is the same as Nirvana.

Heaven and earth are endless, and all things are one

.........”

In the hall, the scriptures are chanted and sung, and the sound of the mighty echoes in the corridor and pavilion.

Rows of Taoist priests in Tsing Yi sat cross-legged, closed their eyes and pondered, their lips moved slightly, chanting in unison.

In front of the statue of the Heavenly Master, a figure sits in the air, there is an incense burner sitting down, and nine long incense sticks emit green smoke, wrapping around the figure sitting on the top, like a cloud steaming mist, hazy and unreal.

And in front of the figure sitting in the void, Longhu Mountain's eyebrows were old, and his hands kept pinching, beating and beating, guiding the cyan smoke into the heavenly spirit cover of the figure.

All the Taoists of Longhu Mountain recited the Taoist Qingxin recipe for several days, and the old Taoist of the master and ancestor was offering incense to the gods.

In the Heavenly Master Palace, the incense is misty, the scriptures are chanted, and the entire Heavenly Master is protecting the Dharma and suppressing the gods for one person.

"Whew"

In the middle of the night, a gust of wind suddenly rose in the hall, and the yellow curtain rune cloth was rolled up, and the lights swayed obliquely, blowing into specks of dark stars, and then all went out.

“kakaka”

The door of the temple opened without wind, and a cold wind poured straight in, blowing whirring.

The night was silent, and so was the main hall.

The people of Longhu Mountain opened their eyes from their closed eyes, and there was a commotion.

Ahead, an old eyebrow flickered in the darkness, staring closely at the figure sitting in front of him.

The green smoke dispersed, and the figure revealed the true face of Lushan.

It's a young man with his eyes closed!

It is rumored that Jiang Xiaobai, who went crazy in the nameless mountain shock.

The cold wind was blowing, and the blowing green clothes were rolled up.

A Taoist priest wanted to hold a lamp and light a fire, but was shocked to find that he couldn't move.

"What's going on?"

"I can't move. ”

The crowd was shocked, and then stared straight ahead.

"Little friend, wake up!"

The old man suddenly shouted, falling like thunder for nine days, and the other people in the hall were in a trance.

Suddenly, the wind was a little stronger.

Two streaks of scarlet blood light suddenly lit up in the darkness of the hall.

It was a pair of eyes that opened suddenly!

There are a number of circulating pictures in those eyes, mountains of corpses and a sea of blood.

In the final scene, a man stepped on the void and smashed a golden light phantom with a punch, shattering the golden light; both hands tore a blood-colored alien with flesh-colored wings in half, and the blood spilled into the air; and a blonde old man was sucked up in the air, twisting his head alive, and blood spurted out of the neck cavity........

This person is Jiang Xiaobai, but those eyes are the same as now, they are blood-red, revealing a strong demon!

And those who were brutally exterminated could vaguely identify the predecessors of the Innate Realm of the Nameless Mountains and Great Dao that night.

The Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain were stunned by the image projected from those bloody eyes, their eyes opened violently, and a piercing chill rose from their backbones and rushed straight to their souls.

"Impossible, he, senior, killed!"

Someone was shocked, his voice trembling, and there was a kind of disbelief in horror.

In the cultivation world, the prestige is extremely high, how could Senior Jiang, who has preached and protected hundreds of cultivators, commit such a bloody heinous murder.

"Little friend, don't fall into the magic barrier, wake up quickly!"

Uncle Ancestor of Longhu Mountain, his eyelids jumped in shock, and a sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart, he jumped up from the ground, drank suddenly, and gathered a spiritual light in his hand, and slapped it forward.

The cyan aura came to an abrupt end one foot away from Jiang Xiaobai.

Then it shattered like a mirror, shattered into bits of aura, and then vanished.

"Hurry back. ”

An old man with an eyebrow was alarmed in his heart, and waved his hand to drink.

At the same time, he chanted the mantra in his mouth, waved his hands, and a cyan Tai Chi gossip the size of a meter surrounded him in his hand, turned to drink, and pushed forward.

"Qiankun ten thousand laws, gossip and demons. ”

Qingguang is flourishing, and the Tai Chi gossip flows through the mysterious halo, suddenly rising and falling, and goes to Jiang Xiaobai, who has blood-colored eyes.

The air burst loudly.

The wind was howling, and a powerful air current swept away from the surroundings of "Jiang Xiaobai".

The cyan gossip shattered.

The roads were in turmoil and the gates of the temple were closed.

Blood-colored eyes extinguished.

The people of Dragon Tiger Mountain were in a panic, looking at the eyes that seemed to have returned to normal in the darkness in horror and uneasiness.

Suspicion and suspicion.

"You want to save him?"

At this time, a cold, dry voice sounded in the main hall, revealing a trace of evil nature.

In front of the statue of Heavenly Master Ancestor, "Jiang Xiaobai" lips moved.

Longhu Mountain is terrifying, who is he referring to, isn't it himself?

"You are not Jiang Xiaoyou, where are you sacred?"

Longhu Mountain is an old man, standing alone in front of the roads, his white eyebrows are raised, and he wrung his eyebrows and shouted.

He made a gesture towards the statue of the Heavenly Master Ancestor, and the black seal on the hand of a clay statue of the Heavenly Master flew out and landed on the hand of the old Dao.

The big seal hangs, there is ink light flickering on it, and there are several small golden characters floating out around the seal, circulating around the big seal, bright and uncertain, there is a powerful wave turbulent out, rolling up the wind and dust.

An old eyebrow, a contemplation of the eyebrows, a serious confrontation.

"I'm not him, who is I?"

"Jiang Xiaobai" smiled, the corners of his mouth curled up in the dark, smiling evilly, and sneering.

"Who the hell are you? ”

An old man raised his eyebrows angrily, and the big seal suspended in the palm of his right hand flickered more violently.

"Heh, if they want to kill me, I'll kill him cleanly, don't pretend, I hate it like I hate him. ”

"Jiang Xiaobai" raised his finger and pointed at himself, and the evil smile on the corner of his mouth was even stronger.

"When he's dead, I can get away with it, this fake person, it's really boring to live. ”

After speaking, his eyes suddenly flowed blood, looking at a group of Taoist priests in Tsing Yi of Longhu Mountain with frightened and confused faces, and said word by word: "If you want to save him, you just want to kill me, then I will send you on the road." ”

In an instant, the wind was raging, and in the Heavenly Master Palace, the light was shining and booming.

........................

"Wangwang"

The sound of dogs barking loudly outside the Heavenly Master's Hall.

In the corridor outside the temple.

A little Lori opened her big eyes and looked fixedly at a figure standing outside the main hall.

Around the figures, inside and outside the hall, there were corpses in green clothes.

The entire Heavenly Master Hall was bleeding like a river.

In the hall, the statue of the Heavenly Master Ancestor was peacefully hidden in the darkness, and the mud eyes did not show divine light, and he saw the miserable image of his disciples in the world.

The figure standing, his eyes blood-red, suddenly flashed, the crimson receded into the depths of his eyes, and his body trembled.

"Haha, I'll kill them all, it's too late for you to come out. ”

The figure trembled and knelt down, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly, its hair flying.

The bloodshot eyes finally dissipated, and the trembling body of the figure stopped.

He paused for a moment, turned his head to look sideways, tears rolling down.

A pair of young, frightened eyes stared at him.

"Xiaolu, I'm my brother. ”

Trembling voices, tearful eyes.

"Brother, brother..."

The little girl stood there, crying out with tears in her big eyes, but there was horror in her young eyes.

The dark night of slaughter, the blood-stained air, and the hot tears were like a farewell.

(Thanks to the five book friends such as "Pingde", "Book Friends in Life", "My Brain Hurts", "Xuanlan Huo", "ID Tail Number 1409" and other five book friends, thank you to the Emperor Rigou for becoming the master of this book, and thank you to all the Taoist friends who voted.) ）