"Master Drink-Swallower, death won't solve anything."

I said word by word, now I am not like before, some things, obviously in my heart, very clear, but I didn't say it, I walked over step by step, swallowed wine and looked at me, smiled.

"Qingyuan, hurry up, my master's reincarnation technique may have a lot to do with your cousin, I'm afraid that when Najia Lanbao starts, your cousin will encounter danger."

Swallowing wine said, walking briskly, I followed him unhurriedly, now swallowing wine, the melancholy on his face, disappeared, he seemed to have pressed all the sadness to the bottom of his heart.

I didn't mention it again, I walked for three days in a row, and we didn't see the figure of the dragon head and Ye Guyun, and in the past three days, Swallow Wine and I have told me a lot of things.

Since beating his master, the ghost insect monk, he has not been here once since he came to Jialan City, because at that time, in his heart, he was still trying to find out about his family's affairs, and then he swallowed wine and went to the Forest of Desire.

But after coming out for a long time, he heard his junior brother, the five aggregates, say that the ghost insect monks would return to the Breaking Ring Sect and lead them, and those people from the Breaking Ring Sect scattered all over the place also began to return to the Breaking Ring Sect, as if they were going to meet something, and they even had a little cooperation with the Eternal Life Society.

The Eternal Life Society provided a large amount of money to help them re-establish a residence in the mountains where the original broken Ring Sect was located.

After swallowing wine and going back, some things changed, and he used to have a very good relationship with his junior brother Wuyun, but after he went back, the entire people of the Breaking Ring Sect respected swallowing wine on the surface, but inside, they squeaked.

After observing for a long time, it occurred to him that hundreds of years ago, the ghost insect monk and what he said, the art of reincarnation, had a great relationship with Jialan City in the ghost world.

Disheartened, he swallowed wine, left the Broken Ring Sect, and when he returned to the city, he heard about me, and began to help Hu Tianshuo investigate the affairs of the Eternal Life Society with the other four guys.

And the information of this Jia Lanbao Club is that before, his junior brother went down the mountain with the three poisons, and what he learned after returning to the Breaking Ring Sect was that he heard about this thing a while ago, and he came down directly.

Before swallowing wine, I had already thought that my master seemed to want this image of the Buddha very much, and he would definitely not let my cousin go, and he also discussed some things with Master Mingde, but Master Mingde said that this is my cousin's own calamity, and he can't escape it, so he didn't interfere.

I knew very well in my heart that my cousin didn't want to involve others, he solved it alone, and I was just a little angry with my cousin, so he didn't say a word, didn't say anything to us, and left.

Gradually, there are only two colors on the road in front of us, red and orange, and we are almost there.

It's been almost 5 days, and I stopped swallowing, took a sip, and then looked at me with a serious face.

"Listen to me once, Qingyuan, you are not my master's opponent, my eight junior disciples are not vegetarians, and in Najia Blue City, there is an extremely strong inhibitory force for ghosts."

I nodded, and then we continued walking, and in my heart, I didn't plan to let the master swallow help us resist, and then I pulled my cousin away.

After another half a day, we finally came to the red mountain road on both sides, and Swallow told me that if we walked some distance here, we would reach the first level.

"Oh, you're so slow."

A familiar voice, around the corner, came over, it was the head of the dragon, I just walked over, I was stunned, how did he become a beautiful young man, dressed in white, with a sword on his back, standing next to Ye Guyun, and then Ye Guyun waved his hand, threw a numb dress to me, I put it on, swallowed wine and looked at me suspiciously.

"What's wrong? Guru? ”

I didn't see any change in myself, but Swallowing Wine told me that I was similar to the dragon head, both of them looked like young men in white, but their appearance was a little different, and they looked like Ye Guyun's attendants.

Ye Guyun still didn't believe the appearance of swallowing wine, we continued to walk, he still stared at swallowing wine all the time, and there was no intention of relaxing at all.

Swallowing wine tells us that the ghost insect monk has a total of 10 disciples, eight of whom have died and become green ghosts, and only he and the five aggregates are still alive, and each of them is not weak.

When they were still alive, they had a lot of strength, but I thought about it, back then, Grandpa Cat destroyed the Broken Ring Sect alone, so how strong did he have to be.

The dragon head and I followed behind Ye Guyun, swallowing wine and walking behind us, and gradually, the road in front of us became wider.

In the distance, I saw a very tall stupa at the bottom of the hillside, and on the top of the pagoda, I saw a statue with a human body and a snake head, with many hands and many musical instruments in their hands.

"That's the Mahuraja of the Eight Divisions, one of the eight Dharma Protectors of the Buddhist family."

Swallowing wine explained, I sighed, and then we quietly walked down the mountain, in the distance, still wrapped in the mountains, but on the right side of the pagoda, there is a big road, which is to enter the mountain, and before, the map I saw, is like this, from right to left, around the inside, through eight levels, and then into Fangyuan City, just a spiral route.

At this moment, the bells on the pagoda, when we went down, rang, clanged, squeaked, the door of the pagoda opened, and out came a pale, skinny monk, swallowing wine and walking briskly over.

"Ben Hui, why haven't I seen you for hundreds of years, and you've lost so much weight."

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Benchu, now that I am a ghost, naturally, I have to look like a ghost, but when I died, I was like this, and I don't want to change my appearance, after all, this is the order of the family teacher."

I saw the painful look of the wine-swallowing clothes, and the ghost monk in front of me had a strong ghost aura on his body, and he kept looking at us.

"City Lord Ye, I'm here to greet you, since you're already here, I'm naturally going back to Jialan City, please."

As he spoke, Ben Hui exhaled, turned into a ball of green light, and after a while, he disappeared into the mountains, and Swallow Wine looked at the place where Ben Hui left, looking extremely angry.

Sure enough, the relationship between the wine swallowing and the ghost insect monk on their side was already like frozen, and his junior brother only accosted him out of politeness, and his voice was cold.

Swallowing wine gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, he took a sip of wine, his eyes full of anger.

"I'm not blaming that kid's attitude, but, in the past, he was always smiling, and he was very fat, everyone said he was like a smiling Buddha, but now, it has changed, everything has changed."

I noticed that the green ghost just now, although the ghost aura on his body is very strong, but he is strong on the outside and dry in the middle, this point, Ye Guyun and Swallow Wine both felt it, and I and the dragon head couldn't easily release the ghost, but looking at the appearance of Ben Hui, it was like this.

"It's changed, master, what have you done to everyone?"

Swallowing wine muttered to himself, and then walked forward step by step, every step, it looked extremely heavy, we didn't have anyone to talk to, he probably needs to be quiet now, some things, those who were once sincere and beautiful, the feelings between brothers and sisters, even if so many years have passed, Swallow Wine still remembers, but his brothers and sisters seem to have forgotten, such a brother.

Along the way, we didn't say much, just walked quietly, we have passed 5 pagodas, and there are 3 pagodas, we will go to Jialan City.

And the brows of the wine swallowing have always been tightened, and the persuasion has no effect, only he himself can cross the big hurdle in his heart, the ruthlessness of the ghost insect monk, and the various things that Lichen did for him before his death, those things have all really existed, whether it is the kind, the dust who raised the wine swallowing with one hand, or now, killed the family of the wine swallowing master, and the ghost insect monk who made these junior disciples change.

Finally, on the second day, we arrived, Jialancheng, and it was 7 days before the start of the Jialanbao meeting.

From afar, I was stunned, and the first thing that caught my eye was a huge pale blue lotus throne floating in the air, about one-tenth the size of the city.

In front of our eyes, a huge mountain range appeared, with many small houses densely packed on it, which looked like a monk's house, and there were no city walls, and it was still a few kilometers away from us, and we could already see it clearly.

Swallowing wine sped up, and my gaze remained on the pale blue lotus throne floating on the top of the mountain, and a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky.

A circle of light, colorful, was on top of this huge lotus throne, getting closer and closer, and the swallowing wine began to run.

"Qingyuan, be careful yourself."

As he spoke, he ran quickly, and then a black bead, flashing with golden light, flew out, and those beads were arranged into a stick-like thing, and Swallow Wine stepped on those glowing beads, and flew quickly towards Jialan City.

"It's here, Brother Zhang, the dragon head, the little girl's business, I hope Brother Zhang can ......."

"Don't worry, I'll tell you right away if I find it."

As we spoke, we had already seen that under a staircase to the sky, there were no ghosts, no one, I was a little surprised, there were so many buildings in the city, but it was like a dead city, very silent, at this time, a roaring and piercing Sanskrit sound, from a distance, rushed to the face, we hurriedly covered our ears.