On the seventh day of the seventh month of July, the great plague in the Northern Regions, countless plague deaths, the monarch of Wu State, collapsed!

Yan Guo.

The little bird that had been shining with spiritual light fluttered its wings and burrowed into the Burning Sun Sect's Sect Guarding Array, causing all the monks of the Burning Sun Sect to be alert.

The Lieyang Sect quickly reported the news to the Qinglian Sword Sect, and the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect who came to the letter all showed anger on their faces, and when they found out that it was just a small bird in the defensive formation, they immediately smiled bitterly.

"We're ashamed to be so excited by a bird!" An old Dan Master of the Burning Sun Sect wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled ashamedly.

"In extraordinary times, it is natural to treat them very well."

"You go and find a way to cure the 'ghost', and now that I have arrived in the Burning Sun Sect, I will be a guard for you!" At the head was a Mahayana monk from the Lonely Shadow Peak of the Qinglian Sword Sect, named Hu Ling. It was this person who led Mo Qilin to find Su Xiaolian who was unconscious in the cave, and it was also a life-saving grace.

Time has passed, time has passed in a hurry, and the little disciple who was in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty has now grown into a Mahayana Venerable. Finally, in a place like the Qinglian Sword Sect, where there are as many Yuanying disciples as dogs, they broke out of the boundary.

"Thank you very much!" The alchemy masters of the Burning Sun Sect took out a small bottle of ammunition from their falling rings and stuffed it into Hu Ling's arms, and said with a smile: "These gadgets that don't get started should be given to you as hard-earned money!" ”

casually opened a bottle of elixir, and the medicinal fragrance diffused from it made his eyes shine.

The Lieyang Sect is wealthy, although Gu Yuan Dan like this has no effect on him, but it is also excellent to use it for personal favors for his junior brothers and sisters!

"Come on, come on, it's all divided. Make sure everyone has a share! Hu Ling stuffed the pill into the hand of a female cultivator, shouted loudly, and then walked to the side alone to meditate and cultivate.

"Senior brother is really a good person!"

"Senior brother is so handsome, those pills were obviously given to him by the elders of the Burning Sun Sect, but he used them to share them with me!" A female nun said with little stars in her eyes. Although all the people's faces were now covered with white cloth refined by the Burning Sun Sect, it still did not affect their worship of Hu Ling.

"Senior Brother Hu is not only powerful, handsome, but also has such a good personality, if I can become Senior Brother Hu's Taoist companion, I will die happily!"

"In this way, Senior Brother Hu doesn't seem to have a Taoist companion yet!"

"Hmph, Senior Brother Hu yearns for the Supreme Dao, has been practicing quietly, and has few desires, how can he be disturbed by these things! Don't think about it! ”

A young man who cultivated to the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage said in a deep voice, dispelling the illusions of these little junior sisters.

And Hu Ling, who was sitting in the distance and condensing his Xuan Qi, didn't know that he was arranged clearly at this time, as an old C man who had been guarding for a hundred years, he naturally wanted to find a senior sister and sister to be a Taoist couple, why did others be handsome and powerful, but there was still no Taoist couple.

Because he can't pull his head.

"Huh? Strange, isn't the aura on this bird too strong? ”

Hu Ling, who was originally meditating and cultivating, suddenly discovered the difference between the little bird, it stands to reason that all living beings in the world have a little aura on their bodies, but the aura on this little bird is so strong that it seems that the whole bird is made of aura.

"Come over to me!"

A suction force appeared in Hu Ling's palm, and he grabbed the 'bird' scurrying in the big array in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully.

Bang!

It didn't take long for the 'bird' in Hu Ling's hand to be blown up by him. Hu Ling looked at the explosion with a black line on his face, and it was so thick that he couldn't help but be intoxicated.

His dream is that one day he can soak in such a pool with a rich aura, this aura comes and dissipates quickly, Hu Ling couldn't help but chirp and said: "I don't know which powerful technique, the illusion of the aura bird accidentally drilled into the Burning Sun Sect's Sect Protector Array, causing such an oolong!" ”

"Huh? What a situation! ”

The aura that should have dissipated suddenly appeared in the air, and the characters composed of the aura inside and the murmur of the old man who appeared made Hu Ling's jaw drop in shock.

"I'm bad!"

At this time, Hu Ling quickly took out his treasured treasure, which was a gift from his master on his hundredth birthday, a bracelet that could be loaded with a small space, and the one inside contained a strong space power, this thing was originally a magic weapon given to him by his master to save his life, and once used, the space power would be a little less. Until now, the power of the space inside was only enough for him to use it again, and he didn't dare to feel sorry for his baby, Hu Ling poured all the spatial aura he was waiting for into the bracelet, and spread his feet and rushed towards the Burning Sun Sect.

"Senior brother, what is he doing?"

"Probably an internal emergency! There are always one or two days a month for monks. ”

It didn't take long for the Lieyang Sect to release the news that all the Mahayana monks were strictly investigating the sea of knowledge of the 'ghost' monks.

Sure enough, the shadows were found in the sea of spiritual consciousness of none of the 'ghostly' monks, and a mighty sea awareness healing plan was born.

"I really didn't expect that Old Man Bai was about to enter the ground and actually found the cause of this evil disease, he has been ordinary all his life, this time it is up to me to decide, let him also be listed in the Xinglin Monument after his death." An old man with a calm aura said slowly.

"I think it's okay, just this merit is enough to be included in the Xinglin Monument!" The other old men proposed.

"But the most important thing now is to find out the 'ghost' in the sea of consciousness and find out that too many people have died, and they can't continue to die!" The old man sighed slightly, took out seven pendant rings from his palms and placed them on the table.

"This is the accumulation of the old man's life, and there are various spiritual plants with different medicinal effects in it, and this time we must cure the 'ghost'."

"Wan Lao is righteous, we will definitely not live up to Wan Lao's trust!" Several pharmacists stood and bowed, and Wan Lao also stood up and bowed deeply.

This time, tens of thousands of monks were harmed by the 'ghost', of which the pharmacist and alchemist accounted for thirty percent, all of whom died on the road of seeking illness, and these people should all enter the apricot forest monument!

"Please, the future of the human race depends entirely on the grandmasters!"

……

Ten miles of peach blossom forest.

"Come out, sneakily followed me all the way!" Zhao Shaoqing leaned against a tall peach blossom tree with an expressionless face, and looked coldly at the bushes not far away.

Not long after coming out of Bianjing, the capital of Wu State, Zhao Shaoqing noticed that she was being followed, and her breath fluctuated around the Mahayana period, and it seemed that she was probably a newly promoted Mahayana monk.

"Amitabha."

With a long sigh, an old monk in a tattered robe stood up from behind the bushes, his face was ordinary, and he could not see anything special.

"Buddha cultivation?" Zhao Shaoqing was slightly stunned when he saw the old monk.

"Good, good! Donor, you have a relationship with the old monk! ”

"Is that all you Buddhist cultivators say?"

When the Buddha goes out to cross people, he often comes up with such a set of rhetoric, from the flood to the present, the Taoist monks generally know the nature of the Buddha, and they also shout around with them.

Now the Buddha's cultivation is weak, and it is no longer as shouted during the flood famine, and the arrogant statement that the flood famine is related to the Buddha.

"Donor, you really have a relationship with the old monk!"

"Then tell me, what is the fateful method?" Zhao Shaoqing stared at the old monk quite playfully, she wanted to know what kind of rhetoric this old monk would come up with.

"The word fate is like an ethereal shape, you can't say it!" The old monk said calmly, it seems that he is really a high-ranking monk.

"Since the word is fate, if you can't say it, then we have nothing to say." Zhao Shaoqing turned around and left, no longer looking at the old monk behind him.

"Donor, please stay! The monks don't speak, and what the old monk says is true! ”

When the old monk saw Zhao Shaoqing turn around and leave, he was not irritable, and followed Zhao Shaoqing all the way to the north.

"Donor, you have a relationship with me!"

"Donor, old monk ......"

"Donor ......"

"That's enough, it's crooked and noisy!" Zhao Shaoqing easily pulled out the cold weeping sword on his waist, with an angry face.

This old monk is really not afraid of trouble, and he is actually following her for several hours, no matter how good his temper is, he can't help but explode!

"Don't do it, Amitabha! The old monk once deduced the way of heaven and saw that you were an odd number, so he came to meet you! ”

"You deduce the Heavenly Dao?" Zhao Shaoqing couldn't help but want to laugh, how ethereal the way of heaven was, how could a Mahayana monk be able to calculate at will.

"The old monk has calculated the hardships of this world a few months ago, and this hardship is a divine punishment from heaven, and you will carry all the hardships on your back and die miserably!"

"Dead? Oh, I'm dead! ”

"Why don't you go back to Great Van Gogh with me, or go back to the netherworld, so as to avoid death!"

Shout!

A sound of a sword came out of Zhao Shaoqing's hand, and she appeared in front of the old monk, a sword glowing with blue light stayed in the old monk's throat. Just a fraction of a second, a small sword mark appeared on the old monk's neck.

The old monk was calm and calm, and continued to say slowly: "Master Su, the old monk advises you not to participate in the divine punishment of the Heavenly Dao!" ”

"You!"

Zhao Shaoqing couldn't help but take two steps back, a little incredulous, he actually knew everything!

You know, this body is Xiaolan's, and this old monk who has never been masked with her knows everything.

"What else do you know?"

"Eight beads break the wall!"

Zhao Shaoqing's pupils contracted for a while, the expression on his face became a little hideous, and he instantly took out his sword, and a terrifying sword light came out and cut the old monk in half.

"Donor, go back!"

The corpse that was cut in two by Zhao Shaoqing was gone, and the old monk stood calmly on the other side and said slowly.

"Shut up!"

Zhao Shaoqing was like a little girl whose secrets had been discovered, willfully and frantically slashing out one sword light after another, and the old monk appeared beside Zhao Shaoqing again and again, still looking so stable.

"Donor ......"

"Go for it......"

"Go back ......"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up......"

Zhao Shaoqing was frantically performing martial arts with red eyes, and the four spirit beads were all around her, but no matter how she killed, the old monk would appear nearby, as if one illusion after another.

"How can you possibly know what's going on in my mind!"