After Qianqiu Daojun stood up, he grabbed a blank piece of yellow paper on the table, and then used a cinnabar pen to write a battle word on it, and then shook his hand, and the yellow paper spontaneously combusted, heading towards the position of the young man.

"Hmm!" Uncle Nine looked at the war words that appeared in the copper basin, snorted coldly, and then brushed it with his hand on the copper basin. And with Uncle Jiu's movements, the clear water in the basin floated up, forming a water mirror in front of Uncle Jiu. After the water mirror was completed, Uncle Nine held a candle in one hand and a handful of glutinous rice in the other. After grabbing the glutinous rice, throw it towards the water mirror.

After passing through the candle, the glutinous rice let out a roar, and then turned into a ball of fire, heading towards the mage who could not see clearly in the water mirror.

After seeing the flying fireballs, the mage in the water mirror pointed with his finger to the oil lamp on the table and said; "I want to play with fire! I'll play with you. With the mage's gesture, the flames on the oil lamp immediately turned into a half-meter-high pillar of fire. Seeing the pillar of fire take shape, the mage gestured and pointed towards the flying fireball. And with the change of the mage's gesture, the pillar of fire, which was originally going upward, also turned a corner. And after extinguishing the fireball, he shot towards Uncle Nine.

Uncle Nine took the candle and stretched out his hand to the flying pillar of fire, and then pointed to the candle in his hand.

The pillar of fire, which was originally the thickness of the mouth of the teacup, slowly merged with the flame on the candle under the guidance of Uncle Jiu, making the candle's fireworks higher and higher.

It wasn't until the candle had been melted by the strong flame that Uncle Nine inserted the candle into the center of the basin. After sitting the candle in the basin, Uncle Nine stirred it in the basin with the fingers of both hands. With Uncle Nine's movements, the water in the basin spun faster and faster, and finally flew up from the side of the candle, around the pillar of fire that spewed out, and rushed against the mage in the water mirror.

The Qianqiu Daojun over there, after watching Uncle Jiu want to extinguish the fire with water, picked up the wick in the oil lamp, and then poured the lamp oil in the oil lamp on the front of the bill. Looking at the lamp oil that had been splashed on the ground, Qianqiu Daojun threw the wick in his hand on it, and it instantly turned into a sea of fire, and used this ignited flame to block the water dragon sent by Uncle Jiu.

"The wind borrows the momentum of fire, and the fire grows with might." With two sentences, Qianqiu Daojun pulled out the wind word flag inserted on the bill and threw it into the fire. And with the burning of the Wind Word Banner in the sea of fire, the fire in front of the Thousand Enemies Dao Monarch Act became bigger and bigger, and gradually overwhelmed the water dragon sent by the Ninth Uncle. After crushing the water dragon, the flames suddenly soared, and through the water mirror, they rushed towards the ninth uncle on the other side.

"There's no water!" After stirring in the basin a few times, Uncle Jiu, who found that the water had not risen, looked down and saw the empty basin at a glance, and the paper figure that was pressed under the candle.

Seeing that the water in the basin was running out, Uncle Nine picked up the candle and pinched it, wanting to use the candle to connect the fire again.

"Can you catch it?" Qianqiu Daojun looked at the vague figure in the water mirror, sneered, and then quickly wrote down a spirit rune. After writing the spell, the Thousand Enemies Daojun Talisman was held in his left hand, and with his right hand, he quickly wrote a fire word in the air. Then he pointed to the ninth uncle in the water mirror, and let the written spell fly towards the water mirror. The rune paper followed the gesture of the Thousand Enemies Dao Monarch towards the water mirror, and along the way, it was not burned by the flames, but emitted a red light.

"Zi, zi, zi." After the rune paper passed through the water mirror, it was immediately pasted on the candle in Uncle Jiu's hand. And after the rune paper and the candle came into contact, the candle immediately made a ziz sound. Then the candle melted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and no matter how Uncle Nine cast the spell, it couldn't stop the fire that was getting bigger and bigger.

Seeing that the fire was about to melt the candle, Uncle Nine closed his palms and quickly changed the law, and then pushed his middle finger against the candle and shouted; "Fire in water, fire in stone, fire in wood, fire in fire. The heart is on fire, the anger is on fire, the jealousy is on fire, and the three flavors are really hot. ”

With a hurried spell, a line of fire erupted from Uncle Nine's middle finger. And with this flame that was only as thick as a thin line, those originally monstrous flames were absorbed one after another.

Seeing this flame, Qianqiu Daojun's face changed, and then he hurriedly asked; "Three flavors are really hot! Who are you? ”

Listening to the words coming from the water mirror, because of the function of the water mirror, Uncle Jiu, who couldn't hear what the other party was saying at all, had to barely recognize it; "Maoshan sends a thousand machines."

"Thousand machines!" Hearing this, Qianqiu Daojun's face changed greatly, because he never expected that it would be his junior brother who would fight with him.

"Three flavors of true fire" Uncle Nine finished speaking, and pointed at the water mirror, letting the fire line pass through the water mirror.

Qianqiu Daojun looked at the flames that rushed straight towards him, pressed one hand on his eyebrows that flashed with thunder and lightning marks, and shot towards the flames with electric light with the other.

With a roar, the thunderbolt passed through the water mirror and slammed into Uncle Nine's bill, smashing Uncle Nine's bill to pieces. After the roar, Uncle Jiu, who was shocked out by the aftershocks, was suddenly picked up in his arms by Wen Cai behind him.

"Master, you look so decrepit! Are you okay? Wen Cai looked at the explosive head on Uncle Jiu's head and asked worriedly.

Uncle Nine wiped his face with his sleeve, did not answer Wen Cai, but questioned the water mirror; "Your Excellency, such a clever Leifa! It seems that this Cloud Technique has been cultivated by you to the fullest. You have such a cultivation, you can never be an unknown person, let's say, which sect are you from, and you dare to use his life to restore the soul to harm people! ”

After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Qianqiu Daojun's face turned pale, wiped the sweat on his head, and replied; "You don't care who I am, as for his life rejuvenation technique, I was forced to make my first decision this time. I had already left my hand just now, otherwise it wouldn't have been the table that would have been smashed. You're not my opponent, and I don't think you'd better leave this matter alone. You must know that I also have a hard time, you will turn a blind eye this time, don't embarrass us, I promise to fly away and never come again. ”

When Uncle Nine heard this, he retorted; "I'm wearing a gossip fairy robe, even if your thunder law is powerful, I don't necessarily have to be afraid of you. And the person you resurrected with his life resurrection technique will only become the immortal corpse demon, and you will have to live by drinking blood in the future, how can you make me turn a blind eye! ”

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wen Cai on the side looked directly at the robe on Uncle Jiu's body and asked; "Master, isn't your dress in the bazaar, and I spent half an ocean to order it for you? How did you get so powerful! ”

When Uncle Nine heard this, he glared and said; "If you don't speak, can you die!"

"Oh!" Wen Cai answered and lowered his head.

On the other side, after taking a pill, the Qianqiu Daojun gradually recovered the red light on his face and explained; "Drinking blood doesn't necessarily mean drinking human blood, I'll prepare chicken blood for him in the future, and duck blood will be fine! You don't have to fight to the death with me for this. ”

Uncle Nine listened and replied resolutely; "Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, and you have killed twelve people for the use of forbidden arts. I must seek justice for those who have died, otherwise I will not have the ability to slay demons and eliminate demons. ”

Hearing that Uncle Nine said that he was an evil demon, a trace of anger flashed on the face of the Thousand Enemies Daojun; "Qianji, I was forced to do this because I was helpless, and now that I have given you face, I think you still don't want to deceive people too much."

Uncle Nine shook his head and said; "Righteousness is good, evil is evil, I swore to the portrait of my ancestor before I went down the mountain, and I will take it as my responsibility to eliminate demons and defend the road in my life. So you, the demon who kills people with evil arts for your own selfish interests, can already be regarded as not giving me face. ”

At this time, Qianqiu Daojun squinted his eyes, unable to see the joy and anger on his face, and asked in a deep voice; "You're so nosy, so let's talk about it!"

Uncle Nine replied in a loud voice; "My disciple of the Maoshan Sect has been upright since ancient times, so it is useless to say more, unless you hand over the corpse demon, otherwise I will take care of this idle matter."

"Okay, what a jealous and hateful Thousand Machine Dao Master! Maoshan is expected to prosper, and it is expected to prosper! Qianqiu Daojun said a few words again and again, with a cold smile on his face. "The coming day is long, the spell of the Taoist, I will be teaching it next time." After saying this, Qianqiu Daojun waved his hand at the water mirror. After the water mirror was closed, Qianqiu Daojun sat on the futon in a daze, thinking about Uncle Jiu's words, and fell into childhood memories for a while.

"Master, why is my Dao name called Qianqiu!" Under the old tree of the Taoist temple, a seven or eight-year-old child asked the middle-aged man with a smile and a stern face.

The middle-aged man listened, stroked the child's head, and said; "I, Maoshan, have been a Taoist decency since ancient times, and when you grow up, you will be like those Maoshan ancestors, and you will be jealous and hateful."

When the child heard this, he looked happy and said; "Master, I know, I will be the jealous and hateful Maoshan Daoist in the future. I also want to carry forward Maoshan and let the whole world know my name of a thousand enemies and the style of not letting go of my mistakes. ”

"If you can kill mistakes, don't let them go!" After the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, he smiled and clapped his hands; "Good, good, good. The master must have cheered you on at that time. ”

Qianqiu Daojun stood up from the futon, like a faltering old man, and came to the side of the stone platform with difficulty. Standing in front of the stone platform, Qianqiu Daojun trembled and stroked his son's face, and said; "Hui'er! Hui'er! Daddy is wrong, life and death are fateful, Daddy shouldn't save you. After saying this, Qianqiu Daojun gritted his teeth and slowly raised his right hand.

"Daddy save me, daddy save me, there are zombies, there are zombies! I want to go back to Maoshan, I want my mother, and I won't sneak out again. Just after Qianqiu Daojun raised his hand, the young man said as if he was having a nightmare. And with the slurred words, the whole body struggled violently.

Qianqiu Daojun listened to his son's words, burst into tears, put down his hand and picked it up, picked it up and put it down, hesitating and couldn't do it. After waiting for a while, Qianqiu Daojun looked at his son who was gradually sleeping, and said helplessly; "Tiger poison doesn't eat children, that's it, that's it. You are a corpse demon, only the one named Qin Hui knows, anyway, he is not a good person, I will kill them now, so that you have no worries. And when I return to Maoshan, I am locking you in a secret room, so that you will never be able to go down the mountain, for the wicked. ”

After saying this, Qianqiu Daojun sighed, then put his Dao robe on the young man's body and staggered out of the cave.