Chu Wangxian led the way.

Su Sujin struggled to stand up, she timidly followed behind Chu Wangxian, walking silently.

"She saved me again!"

Although she was confused in her heart and didn't understand what was going on, she knew that Chu Wangxian had saved her again.

Who is Chu Wangxian? He has the terrifying power of an immortal? How strong is he?

"Up!"

When I came to the stomach pouch of the nine infants, the top of the head was a straight esophagus.

Chu Wangxian grabbed Su Sujin's arm tightly and ran upward.

The two figures were constantly jumping up, climbing higher and higher.

Su Sujin hugged Chu Wangxian's arm, his heart was rolling, he had avenged his sister Su Muyue, how should he repay him?

It's been another halfway.

The corpse of the Nine Babies has a large throat mouth of a dragon head.

Yang Lian Zhenjia was sitting cross-legged, his stomach was shriveled, and countless years of hunger had already tormented him to death.

"That bastard, no news for so long, should be dead!"

He estimated that Chu Wangxian was 100% dead at this time.

And say that he won't die if I die, it's really a dead duck with a hard mouth.

Are you kidding!

This is an ancient demon, a powerful ghost transformed by the Nine Infants.

Back then, he and the three powerhouses of the Demon Realm broke into the corpses of the Nine Babies together, but in less than ten breaths, the three powerhouses of the Demon Realm were captured by the Nine Infant Ghosts.

Yang Lian Zhenjia still can't forget the horror when the Nine Infant Ghost appeared.

Helpless, crushed, unable to resist!

If it weren't for the fact that he had a treasure of Buddhism, I am afraid that he would have died at this moment.

I knew that if I took out this treasure of Buddhism and cultivated that kid, I might be able to get a chance of life.

When he was remorseful, Yang Lian Zhenjia heard a voice in his ears, he turned his head sideways in confusion, and his eyes were about to pop out.

"You...... You're not dead. ”

Chu Wangxian walked out of the nine infants' esophagus.

"Humph!"

Yang Lian Zhenjia snorted coldly again, and hurriedly recited the meditation mantra in his mouth to settle his mind.

"Just nine baby ghosts, you don't have to take the appearance of that kid to tempt me, I won't be fooled. ”

It was obvious that Yang Lian Zhenjia regarded Chu Wangxian as a nine-infant ghost. The Nine Infant Ghost is good at confusing people, and Yang Lian Zhenjia thinks that he will not be fooled.

Five hundred years have passed, and his heart has already been sharpened as a rock, not to mention, he still has that treasure of Buddhism, which is inviolable by a hundred ghosts, and he has more than enough to protect himself.

"Ahh

Yang Lian Zhenjia's head hurt severely, he screamed twice, and his head was knocked twice in a row, and his eyes were golden.

Fuck, beating him again.

Yang Lian Zhenjia was furious, but the next second he gasped, suddenly woke up, widened his eyes, and asked stumblingly.

"It's you kid, you're really not dead?"

"I said that if you die, I will not die. Chu Wangxian put away the sword, too lazy to take care of it, this waste person will only exude negative emotions.

Seeing Chu Wangxian walking by and wanting to leave, Yang Lian Zhenjia was not calm, stretched out his palm suddenly, and shouted, "Wait!"

"You didn't go in?" Yang Lian Zhenjia doubted.

He was sure that Chu Wangxian had not entered the body of the Nine Infants, and he must have been hesitant to move forward, and now he was returning.

"Where?"

Chu Wangxian smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking at this serious old ghost.

"You didn't meet the Nine Infant Ghosts...... Ha ha...... I understand, I actually believe that you dare to go deep into the body of the Nine Infants, I am really stupid. ”

Yang Lian Zhenjia laughed wildly, but the laughter became smaller and smaller, and finally the laughter turned into an embarrassing stunned sound, and the two eyeballs hanging on the folds of the skin were completely protruding.

Chu Wangxian didn't talk nonsense, and directly supported his right hand.

The Nine Infant Spiritual Fire ignited in his hand, the flame swayed, although it was only a little bit, but the energy contained in it was extremely terrifying, enough to devour everything of the old ghost.

"No way, it's ...... Spiritual fire!"

Chu Wangxian's right hand flipped again, and the spiritual fire turned into a ball of poisonous water, forming water droplets, which gathered in his hand.

"This, this is ...... Spiritual water!"

"Water and fire alternately, this is the Nine Infant Spiritual Fire. Yang Lian Zhenjia woke up suddenly.

He looked at it in disbelief, a kid in the Qi refining period, how could he master the Nine Infant Spiritual Fire.

Chu Wangxian's eyes were cold, and just as he wanted to speak, Yang Lian Zhenjia on the other side actually grunted, knelt down, and kowtowed.

"I beg the master to accept the apprentice as a disciple. ”

Chu Wangxian was quite speechless, and his three views were shattered, "You are interesting, as the thousand-eyed demon king of Pingfeng Mountain, what are you doing kneeling to me, what is your dignity?"

"Sitting here for 500 years, the false name has long been seen through, and only the master can save me from the sea of suffering. ”

"You can bend and stretch, but I won't take you as a disciple. ”

Chu Wangxian waved his hand, this old ghost has done bad things, digging graves and robbing graves, sooner or later, five thunderbolts will be struck, and he will be accepted as an apprentice, and he will lose his life.

"Wait, I have three thousand demon spells......"

"I'm a human being, and I don't learn demon law. Chu Wangxian shook his head.

"I look at this ...... beside you The nine-tailed demon fox woman is extremely talented, if she cultivates the law......" Yang Lian Zhenjia raised his palm to one side.

"What does this have to do with me?" Chu Wangxian was calm and relaxed, and just stood and watched.

Yang Lian Zhenjia was anxious and restless, this was his only chance to live.

He also has nine infant poison in his body, and only the nine infant spiritual fire can solve it, and in order to survive, he can only hug his thighs.

After struggling in his heart for a while, a look of pain appeared on his stingy face, and he muttered in a low voice:

"I have a supreme treasure, and I am willing to give it. ”

Chu Wangxian turned around, his gaze lowered, and he became slightly interested.

"Tell me something. ”

Yang Lian Zhenjia gritted his teeth, flipped his wrist and took out an object.

This is a disc-shaped treasure of the Buddha Gate, shaped like a fan, which can be rotated in the middle, and has eight axles.

"This is the reincarnation disk, it is the supreme thing of Buddhism, it has the power of reincarnation, it can see its past life, and it is dedicated to the master!"

Chu Wangxian's eyebrows twisted.

"Reincarnation, can you see your past life?"

"It should be!"

"What do you mean by should? Haven't you tried?

"This thing was found by me in the tomb of Zhao Gou of Song Gaozong, and it is rumored that Xuanzang obtained it in the Western Heavens. Yang Lian Zhenjia explained.

"But the reincarnation disk can't be driven, so I checked the classics and found that there is a reincarnation hall in Tianzhu, and the reincarnation disk is originally embedded in the reincarnation hall, and only in the reincarnation hall can I see my past life. ”

Ding dong!

[System Prompt]: Obtain the Nirvana Reincarnation Disk and go back to your past life (0/1).

Leng Buding is on a mission again.

Chu Wangxian muttered in his heart, this task is far away, should he let him go to Tianzhu.

The four murders mission has not yet been completed, and there is another side quest.

He glanced at Yang Lian Zhenjia, even Xuanzang Xitian learned scriptures, he wanted a few apprentices, if he went to Tianzhu, he had to ask this fake monk to explore the way.

"Yang Lian Zhenjia!" Chu Wangxian drank in his mouth.

"Yes!" Yang Lian Zhenjia was shocked.

"I can take you as a disciple, or I can detoxify you. Chu Wangxian chuckled and said, this old ghost who is more than eight hundred years old, older than Zhang Sanfeng's qualifications, is nothing more than this in his eyes at this moment.

"Okay!" Yang Lian Zhenjia was excited.

"Don't say anything about it, I want you to give me your soul. Chu Wangxian took a step forward, his momentum was suppressed, and his tone was decisive.

Yang Lian Zhenjia was stunned, Chu Wangxian wanted to curse on his soul.

If this thing is done, if he betrays himself, then Chu Wangxian will die without a place to bury himself if he has a thought.

Your own life and death are completely in the hands of others, and it is really better to live than to die.

Yang Lian Zhenjia's face struggled, gritted his teeth violently, and dried.

It's been five hundred years, and sooner or later he will be finished, he wants to live, Yang Lian Zhenjia knelt down on his knees, how could he care about face, and bowed his head to see him.

"Yang Lian Zhenjia has been waiting for five hundred years, weeping to see the master!"

Chu Wangxian smiled slightly, it's really a coincidence, Sun Monkey has also been pressed for five hundred years, what should this fake monk be called?