In the interrogation room, Xiao Bailong rubbed his stiff neck and complained: "The conditions of your unit are too bad, this wooden sofa is panicked, and you can't sleep well." ”

Everyone in the unit was busy all night and forgot about this young man, but fortunately, the little white dragon didn't make a fuss, he was honest, and he could sleep anywhere.

Yan Yunkai said: "Thank you for your hard work." I'll take you out to dinner later. ”

As soon as the little white dragon heard about eating, he immediately became active and said to everyone: "Okay, let's work now!" What do you want me to do? Looking for Zhang Sengqiu? ”

"We've circled three ranges, but it's still too big." Liu Zhenyan slapped the map on the table, dragged a chair and sat down, "This is the flow map of resentment, and most of them are gathered in these three provinces. ”

The little white dragon lay on the table and studied the map, this kind of map was completely different from the map he had seen in ancient times, he looked at the dense place names for a long time, and finally understood the map in Yan Yunkai's explanation.

"Although these grievances are gathered in three different provinces, they will inevitably converge to the place where Zhang Seng Miao is through a certain channel." Liu Zhenyan said.

Xiao Bailong said: "The resentment will be transmitted through the leylines to the magic weapon he buried underground, and then absorbed by him. ”

"Leylines?" Liu Zhenyan frowned, "This is not easy to monitor." ”

Xiao Bailong touched his chin: "But I guess, he should be in Jiankang." ”

"Nanjing?" Jiankang is the name of Nanjing during the Six Dynasties.

"Hmm." Xiao Bailong pondered for a moment and said, "Zhang Seng Xuan, this person is too paranoid, you can see that my brother has been hunted down and killed by him for more than a thousand years. Jiankang's finishing touches were a turning point in his life, and he vowed to be disgraced there. ”

You You asked: "Why did the finishing touch become a 'shame'?" ”

"Not so." Xiao Bailong thought back and said slowly, "After the finishing touch, he became famous, and all forces were vying for him and wanted him to serve the ruler. At that time, although Zhang Seng Miao was a monk, his magic power was not profound, so the disaster followed. The spell on my body didn't take effect until my soul cultivation was complete, and the day he successfully summoned me, he was still being hunted down. ”

Everyone was stunned.

Xiao Bailong said: "At that time, everyone thought that he had a unique skill, and they didn't know that the white dragon broke the wall because the remnant soul of the ancestral dragon was attached to the painting wall. After that, Zhang Seng Miao hated the dragon soul. ”

That's why he is very obsessed with depriving Zhao of his soul.

Liu Zhenyan was silent for a few seconds, and said indifferently: "Hateful people must have pity. That being said, what should be caught still has to be caught. ”

It's the same thing, and everyone understands it.

Xie Zhidao: "Liu, make arrangements, this time the opponent is not good, I want to go out on the spot." ”

"Hmm. I, you, Lao Zhong, Lao Zhao...... Call Dawa Dunzhu as well. Liu Zhenyan counted a few super combat strength in the unit, and suddenly turned his head to look at Yan Yunkai again.

Yan Yunkai was looking at him with a smile, his expression was very calm.

Liu Zhenyan understood what he meant, twisted his eyebrows and thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and responded.

……

On the banks of the Qinhuai River, there are plenty of lights and shadows, and the water surface reflects neon, with beautiful light waves.

A painting boat floats in the river, with a red lantern hanging from the bow, which is too low-key compared to the boat with colorful lights hanging around, and there are no tourists on board, only a man in a white monk's robe, sitting on the bow of the boat and meditating.

Zhang Seng closed his eyes half-closed, staring at the colorful water surface.

Resentment continued to overflow from the Buddha beads in his hand, and black mist bubbled out and melted into the skin of his hand silently.

He didn't have much expression on his face, calm and unpredictable, like a monk who had broken away from the world. However, the process of absorbing resentment was not pleasant, and in the process of transforming resentment into demonic energy, he recalled over and over again the painful and humiliating experience in this land more than 1,500 years ago.

He was forced to put the other two finishing touches on the painting wall, the emperor's thunderous means, how he was a petty official, how to refuse. He nodded, but the two white dragons did not rise out of the clouds, he was accused of bullying and suffered a lot.

He can't draw! Nobody believes!

Since then, people have repeatedly asked for his paintings, and when they can't ask for them, they retaliate. He fled from the national capital Jiankang to his hometown of Wuzhong, and on the way, he met a monk.

The monk was a real monk, but he never ate fasting and chanting Buddha, and he had a Zen staff in his hand, and every time he encountered trouble, he would protect him behind him.

At that time, Zhang Seng was still shallow in his cultivation, and there was still a trace of gratitude in his heart, and unconsciously, he had a trace of privacy and could not be spoken to outsiders.

The monk didn't know that although the monk was so bad that he didn't look like a monk, he really had no ordinary heart.

…… So later, he left Zhang Seng and went to Kangjian again, and never came back.

That year was the disaster of the heavenly demons, Taiji Tu came into the world, and at the same time, the golden body of the Arhat appeared, reciting the Buddhist scriptures for the suffering people for 9981 days.

Zhang Sengqian hurried to Jiankang, the monk had already left, and he never saw the monk again.

He was caught by the magnates in Jiankang, they locked him up, forced him to draw a dragon, and if he couldn't draw a living dragon, he would be punished...... He can't draw it!

When he was dying, his heart was full of hatred.

He hated these powerful people in the national capital, and he also hated the two white dragons.

Fortunately, when there was only one breath left, the spell on the white dragon's body finally took effect, and he summoned the white dragon and killed them one by one mercilessly under the terrified gaze of those people.

It turns out that the feeling of revenge is so refreshing...... Zhang Sengqian thought to himself, then the next object to retaliate against is these two white dragons.

"Hmm-" Zhang Sengqian snorted, opened his eyes and looked at his hands, the resentment was absorbed faster and faster, and on his hands, black magic patterns appeared and spread uncontrollably. The pain took him out of his memories, and his eyes were filled with mad joy as painful as it hurt.

Strange patterns stretched upwards from the back of the hand, crawled along the arm, crept out of the collar, and climbed up the neck like a vine. The other branch descends down the artery in the neck and stays in the heart, where a black mist continues to pour into the heart.

It hurts so much.

It's so exciting!

The organs in his body were swallowed up by the black mist little by little, and then new organs that were different from those of mortals grew, and the heavenly demon seed in his body absorbed the demonic energy, replacing the heart that belonged to the human being, and began to beat again and again.

He's truly becoming a demon.

In the sky, the white dragon raised his head, the dragon's chant resounded through the sky, and on the back of the white dragon sat a young man in a suit and leather shoes, the young man held the dragon's horns tightly, his hair was messy by the wind, and he closed his mouth and did not dare to speak, for fear that one mouth would eat into a stomach of wind.

Behind Bai Long, there was a helicopter flying, and in the plane sat Xiao Bailong, Liu Zhenyan and Zhong Yihu, and Xie Zhi was driving in front.

"When will Dawa Dunzhu arrive?" Zhong Yihu asked.

Liu Zhenyan looked at his watch: "It may take another two hours to meet him in Nanjing." ”

Zhong Yihu nodded, still a little uneasy: "Yan Liu's power has not awakened, let him follow, I'm afraid there will be danger." ”

Taijitu is the strongest killing weapon, but Yan Yunkai, who has no awakening strength, is the weakest combat power among them.

"Maybe there will be a turnaround." Liu Zhen said, "I can't persuade him." ”

On the Qinhuai River, the white dragon circled, and a pair of golden beast pupils looked down.

Yan Yunkai hugged the dragon's horns and cautiously poked his head to look down,

Nine places have already sent a notice to the office of the Nanjing Demon Committee, asking them to block the ten miles of Qinhuai and evacuate the crowd as much as possible. However, the Qinhuai River is a famous tourist attraction in Nanjing, and there are many tourists, so they have to spend more strength to prepare an enchantment.

The white dragon leaned down and rushed to the ground, landed on the ground and turned into a tall young man, holding Yan Yunkai in his arms.

The helicopter drove directly to the Qinhuai River, the boats floated on the river, the red lanterns lit up in the night, and the chic buildings on both sides of the river were lit up, highlighting the prosperity and affection of this ancient city.

Liu Zhenyan jumped onto a boat prepared by the Demon Committee, frowned, and conjured a Zen staff in his hand.

"This breath is too heavy." He said in a deep voice, "Zhang Seng Miao must be nearby. ”

Yan Yunkai was very sensitive to this kind of demonic energy, and he jumped onto a small boat, and Zhao Theft Machine followed him, passing through the rippling river.

Everyone was looking for Zhang Seng Miao in this boat, and Zhang Seng Miao had already absorbed his grievances and threw the string of Buddhist beads in his hand into the river.

He stood up and moved his muscles slowly, a flash of red light flashed under his eyes, and his warm and handsome face looked strange in the light.

"There!" Xie Zhi stepped on the top of the boat, and his sharp eyes caught a white figure.

Everyone rushed to Zhang Seng Miao from different directions, using the scattered boats on the river as a foothold, churning in mid-air.

Yan Yun's Tai Chi at the mouth of the heart was spinning rapidly, his heart was beating faster and faster, a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and there was a force in his body, wanting to earn it out, but he couldn't earn it.

At the same time that his colleagues were rapidly surrounding Zhang Sengqiu, Zhao Thief and Xiao Bailong waved their hands in unison, and a few water columns were freed up on the water surface with a "bang", and the water columns turned into dense sharp ice arrows and flew out. Liu Zhenyan Zen staff was horizontal, and the golden light emitted, turning into a net, and rushing towards Zhang Sengqiu.

Zhang Seng Miao sneered, and with a flick of the wide sleeves of the monk's robe, those sharp ice arrows instantly reversed, reversed one direction, and attacked Zhao Thief and Little White Dragon.

A wall of water rose above the water, blocking the ice arrows, which fell into the water and turned into water.

Before the Xuanjin net came into contact with Zhang Sengqiu, he saw the white-clothed monk turn into a cloud of black mist, and in an instant he appeared on the top of the ship, looking at them condescendingly, with a sarcastic expression.

Zhang Seng Miao cast a spell, and countless Sanskrit words flew out of his hand, reinforcing the barrier that was shrouded above the Qinhuai River at this time, so as to prevent Zhang Seng Miao from using the spatial rift.

Zhong Yihu shouted: "Let's go together!" ”

In the roar of the tiger, the Siberian tiger, which is more than two meters long, jumped out of a boat and pounced on Zhang Seng Miao from behind. At the moment of Zhong Yihu's movements, Xie Zhi grew a single horn on the top of his head and made an attack gesture, and Zhao Thief and Xiao Bailong also catered to it.

Zhang Seng turned into a black mist, leaned out of the encirclement of everyone, for a while, the water surface was agitated, the boats were unstable, and the prosperous scenery reflected on the river surface was as if broken, and was stirred to pieces by a gust of wind.

The black mist dispersed in the air and appeared silently.

Yan Yun was happy, subconsciously turned around, raised his hands, and the Taiji diagram turned into a shield, resisting Zhang Sengqiu's sudden blow.

"Huh, Tai Chi?" Zhang Seng Miao sneered, and his subordinates continued to attack.

Yan Yunkai mortal body, after a few moves in front of the Heavenly Demon, it was difficult to parry. At this time, the Taiji diagram in the bones is still reserved to maintain the same state as on weekdays, and there is no intention of breaking through in danger.

Zhao saw that Yan Yunkai couldn't resist it, and turned into a white dragon leaning over, how did Zhang Seng catch a glimpse of this scene, and the long-suppressed hatred and anger in his heart ignited at once.

Zhang Seng drew a circle in the air with both hands, and the demonic qi gathered into a ball and smashed towards Yan Yunkai.

The white dragon flew from the left, and the hedgehog on the right had also jumped into the water and swam like a shadow, and farther away, the Siberian tiger roared angrily and pounced.

However, they didn't have time, Yan Yunkai didn't even have time to spit out a cry of pain, he was hit by the demonic qi, couldn't move, and fell into the water, causing a splash.

The light in the water is dim, the Tai Chi in the heart is still spinning, and the white light is very dazzling in the water.

Yan Yunkai indulged in the Qinhuai River, endured the pain, and wanted to swim out of the water, but who knew that there were many mechanisms in the water, and a magic circle would be tied to the bottom of the river.

The air is getting less and less, and the physical strength is going to be overwhelming......

A sharp black arrow shot in from the water, piercing through the river, and without slowing down, pierced straight into his abdomen, pinning him to the bottom of the river.

When Xie Zhi dived into the water, broke through the magic circle, and rescued him, he was already unconscious.

Zhao Pirate Machine was extremely angry, and fought with Zhang Seng Xuan to one place, the Heavenly Demon gathered the resentment of thousands of resentful spirits in the world, and the strength was no longer what it used to be.

"Yan Liu! Yan Yunkai! Xie Zhi's tone was a little eager.

Zhao Jiaoji threw down Zhang Sengqiu, suffered a blow from him, turned around and flew back to Yan Yunkai's side. But I saw Yan Yunkai lying on the plank, wet, and his heart was spinning rapidly, only black and white light and shadow could be seen, and the speed was unprecedentedly fast.

Zhao Thief's hand trembled a little, took two deep breaths, forced himself to calm down, and knelt beside him to do chest compressions.

After a set of cardiac resuscitation, Yan Yunkai still closed his eyes, without any movement, and his body gradually became cold.

Seeing this, everyone was angry, Zhong Yihu's tiger eyes widened, swept towards Zhang Sengqiu, the pig and the little white dragon attacked from both sides, behind Zhang Sengqiu, Liu Zhenyan put the Zen staff in front of him, and rushed up.

Under the heavy force, the river rippled, and the hull of the ship kept shaking.

Zhao Thief touched Yan Yunkai's heart tremblingly, and found that Yan Yunkai only had the last trace of anger left.

Tartarus.

Yan Yunkai was wet all over, and followed the yin to go inside, this time he didn't even pass through the ghost gate, he directly crossed the two realms, and came to the underworld.

"Ahh I still have something to do, can I get ahead of the curve? ”

The yin cha was so good-eyed that he just pursed his lips and smiled, but didn't speak.

Yan Yunkai quietly lagged behind a few steps, ready to sneak away, but helplessly, he finally spoke: "Yan Liu, the heavenly demons in the world are in the world, and the situation is urgent, you should go and meet the emperor with me." ”

This is the voice of the judge!

Yan Yunkai's eyes flashed and asked, "The emperor wants to help me?" ”

"There are others who can help you. Our emperor is just entrusted by men. The judge smiled, "Here, please." ”

On the top of the main hall, Emperor Dongyue walked down the steps, saw Yan Yunkai's embarrassed appearance, frowned slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the soaked clothes on his body became dry again.

Yan Yunkai saluted, he was really in no mood to greet him, and said, "Please also ask the emperor to point out a clear path." ”

Emperor Dongyue didn't answer, stretched out his palm, and a wisp of clear and pure aura floated in his palm.

"It's too clear." Emperor Dongyue said, "Daode Tianzun is inconvenient to go to the lower realm, so I will hand it over to you." Your intellect has been secured, and now that the opportunity has come, everything has a cause, everything is an effect, and it is time to put an end to it. ”

Yan Yunkai was stunned for a while, until the Taiqing Qi merged into his bones, the Taiji Diagram bloomed with a thousand rays of light, the prohibition was lifted, and countless familiar pictures came to mind.

Thousands of years of time converged into one look, and half a minute later, Yan Yunkai slowly touched his heart, and then smiled faintly, and said, "Thank you, Brother Taishan." ”

Emperor Dongyue knew that he had recovered his memory, so he smiled implicitly and bowed his head: "It's important to subdue the demon, you go first, and we'll talk about it later." ”

Yan Yunkai nodded, the invisible sense of restraint on his body in the past disappeared, and he regained control of his power.

Yan Yunkai said goodbye to his old friend, turned around and walked out, and after a few steps, the figure disappeared into the main hall.

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......" On the ship's board, Yan Yunkai coughed uncomfortably a few times and opened his eyes.