Sandalwood curls.

Monk Miaoyu sat on a futon and knocked a wooden fish with a crisp beep.

Looking closely, the wooden fish is actually a human skull, smooth and delicate, as bright as jade, like a precious handicraft.

The hammer is also like white jade, I don't know if it's the ulna or the humerus.

Miaoyu placed a white bone ball in front of her, the size of a fist, with complex patterns on it, as if it was a natural existence.

The green smoke curled, coiled directly above the white bone relic, condensed but not dispersed, and finally turned into a human form.

"The Six Desires Demon Gang that I left on him was discovered, and he expelled a trace of it. ”

The figure said with his thoughts, and his voice resounded in the mind of Monk Miaoyu.

"How is it possible? Only Gang Qi can correspond to Gang Qi, he hasn't even refined True Qi, how can he find out?"

Monk Miaoyu had red lips and white teeth, and he was bent on beating the wooden fish, and his face was unwavering, showing surprise at this time.

"He has mastered Zao Wou-Ki's treasure, and it is not unusual for anything to happen. The figure said: "Besides, I have been dead for many years, and the six desires and demons that I have barely practiced are not comparable to the real Gang Qi." ”

"In that case, wouldn't it be better for me to let him go that day, take it directly, and force me to find out the whereabouts of the tomb of the British king?" Monk Miaoyu asked rhetorically.

"Poor Kou Mo chasing, Lei Wanchun has the will of heaven at four times, once you use the secret technique, you can't take him, who knows that he can't help the ground, he was poisoned to death, such as today, Chengping is too long!. The figure sighed and instructed Miaoyu: "You go and clean up, while the Six Desires Demon Gang has not been dispersed, I can sense his position, take him down, and force Zhao Wouji to hide the treasure!"

After that, this ghost burrowed back into the white bone relic, and the green smoke had no support and drifted away.

Seeing the ghost return to the white bone relic, Monk Miaoyu sneered and packed the relic.

"Do you think you can hide it from me? It's just that I'm afraid that I'll get the treasure of the King of England, grow by leaps and bounds, and get out of your control from now on, and you are full of greed for the treasure, so it's like Ke Mingde is also in your hands, but unfortunately, how can everything be as you want?"

"Sooner or later, one day, I will refine you into a ghost slave, squeeze out all the value, and torture you every day to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

More than 50 years ago, Wuxiang Zen Master was besieged and killed by the righteous path of the world, and the bones were destroyed, but he crisscrossed the world for more than 100 years, practiced the peerless magic skill "Wuxiang White Bone Dao", killed tens of thousands of people, got eighteen white bone beads, and used the Wuxiang White Bone Gang Qi to refine the eighteen white bone beads together to get a supreme magic treasure, white bone relics.

Before being besieged, Wuxiang Zen Master had a premonition and injected a part of his soul and white bone qi into the white bone relics and hid them in a temple for his backhand.

For more than 20 years, the cannibalistic soul survived and did not see the light of day, and finally one day, this white bone relic was obtained by the young Miaoyu.

Wuxiang immediately used his magic skills, trying to take away Miaoyu, but unfortunately he was only a remnant soul and did not succeed, so he had no choice but to use his magic skills to erase a memory of Miaoyu's being taken away.

After that, he pretended to be a great monk, bewitched Miaoyu, accepted him as a disciple, taught martial arts, led him astray step by step, and secretly practiced the Six Desires Demon Skill, causing the Six Desires in the hearts of human beings, practicing a trace of the Six Desires Demon Gang, and Zhong entered the demon seed in the body of the Miaoyu monk, and life and death were controlled by him.

Miaoyu was deceived by him, and has always regarded him as a mentor and friend, his biggest secret, unintentionally, awakened the dusty memory, and since then he has been empty and wronged, and wants to get out of control all the time.

......

"Master Wu, in addition to Wenzhi and martial arts, what else is so powerful about the King of England back then?"

Ke Mingde asked, and there was an old man with a gray beard sitting across from him, but he was in good spirits and very healthy.

Mr. Wu is the most knowledgeable person in the whole Jiangcheng, born in poverty, studied hard since childhood, was favored by the monarch, returned to his hometown three years ago, and made his children and grandchildren.

Bachelor Wu is not proficient in martial arts, and the children in his family are mainly scholars, Ke Mingde easily hypnotizes them and asks them what they want.

After taking a sip of ginseng tea, Master Wu said:

"The king of England, unparalleled in martial arts, known as the first in the world, cultivated a "Xuantian Wuji Shengang Qi", according to legend, can soar the clouds and control the fog, call the wind and rain, scatter beans into soldiers, invulnerable, lived for more than 300 years, five generations of emperors, only to die, "Kaihuang Wangzhi", he has cultivated the right fruit, the corpse is dissolved and the immortal goes; "Xuantian Amitayus Sutra" said, he ......"

Mr. Wu flaunted his knowledge, quoted scriptures, and talked non-stop.

Ke Mingde also had a detailed understanding of the British king.

King Zao Wou-ki, according to legend, is a disciple of the immortals outside the sky, helping Da'an Taizu, sweeping away the dragons, setting the world, and making great achievements.

The power can pull out the mountain, wave the hand to cut off the stream, scatter beans into soldiers, soar the clouds and drive the fog, almost a god descends to the earth, omnipotent.

Even if these words are exaggerated, they are enough to prove that they are extraordinary.

Zao Wou-Ki was a lonely widow, without a wife or children, and without a disciple, and in his later years, he once said that he would leave a body of magical powers and spells in the tomb.

After his death, countless people wanted to get his treasure, but they never found it, until fifteen years ago, the three heroes of Lianhu strayed into the real tomb of the British king.

Leaving Mr. Wu's mansion, Ke Mingde bought some seasonal melons and fruits, which were gradually autumn at this time, and it was a good time to eat melons and fruits.

"It's all related to the immortals, this tomb of the British King is worth visiting!"

Ke Mingde and Thor nibbled on the melon fruit together: "I promised Lei Wanchun, return the Providence to the Five Thunder Sect, worship the Five Thunder Sect by the way, get the systematic martial arts inheritance, and then explore the two treasures, it is estimated that it will not take more than a year to return to the earth." ”

"The demon seed of the Spirit Sea has been worn out by half and by three, and it will basically not affect me, and then I will leave for the south. ”

"A glimpse of the beautiful scenery of Tianzhu Mountain!"

Three days later, the waning moon hung alone.

Ke Mingde meditated cross-legged, and a white qi came out of his nostrils, entered Vera's soul body, circled, and returned to his body.

After continuous cultivation, Vera's strength has reached the level of the ghost slave cultivated by Cai Zhutou, and the idle strong man can be killed, but it is still not as good as the ghost slave raised by Yunchang Miaoyu and the others, and can hurt the martial artist of the Qi Sea Realm.

Ke Mingde's own internal qi was also gradually dyed with a trace of true qi.

It's a pity that he has to nourish ghosts every day, practice swordsmanship, and take the time to cultivate the Xuantian Wuji Jade Bone True Chapter, even if he takes two bottles of water of life every day, his internal qi reserves have not improved for a long time.

The night was quiet, and a figure, silent, stood on the eaves.

The person who came was dressed in a monk's robe, and a white bone bead hung from his neck, which was the monk Miaoyu.

"What people!"

Ke Mingde was cultivating, immersed in the internal qi with all his heart, and as the nature of the internal qi approached the true qi little by little, the soul seemed to have undergone a cleansing.

Suddenly, his hairs stood on end, like a thorn in his back, and he suddenly woke up from his cultivation.

This is the sixth sense, ordinary people may feel uncomfortable when they are watched for a while, not to mention Ke Mingde, who has gradually advanced and has strong spiritual power.

"Good intuition!" Monk Miaoyu stroked his palms and smiled, falling from the eaves, flicking his sleeves, the wide monk's robe pushed open the wooden window, like a big bird, burrowed into the window, and stood in front of Ke Mingde.

With a flick of his legs, Ke Mingde stood up from his cross-legged seat, took two steps, retreated to the table, and held the gold-plated Four Hours of Providence in his hand.

"The poor monk never thought that Ke Daxia was also a fellow practitioner!"

Monk Miaoyu paced two steps, looking Vera's ghost up and down.

Vera knew that in this case, she couldn't play any role on her own, so she didn't say a word and drilled back into the Star Spirit Treasure Diamond.

"Cultivating the skill of controlling ghosts and driving away gods, once you raise ghost slaves, you must feed them with essence, and you must not advance an inch in cultivation, and you must swallow people's essence. ”

"I look at this ghost slave, there is no blood on his body, he must have never harmed anyone, I don't know how Ke Daxia did it?"

Monk Miaoyu spoke softly, but in Ke Mingde's eyes, he was like a fierce tiger that chose people to devour, extremely terrifying.

It's like facing a dragon for the first time.

The thought crossed Ke Mingde's mind.

"How did you find me? I have no intention of being your enemy, so why chase after me!"

True Qi and the Sea of Qi are worlds apart, not to mention that Monk Miaoyu is ruthless, devouring countless essences, and the amount of his own True Qi has reached the peak to reach the limit of the human body, and his strength is not as good as that of people, and the world is far away, so he can only pretend to be cowardly.

"I know!" Miaoyu ignored him and suddenly laughed: "You must have obtained the treasure of the King of England to be able to afford a ghost slave!"

"Hurry up and give the treasure to the poor monk, so that you can support the two ghost slaves, so as not to rob the common people!"

Ke Mingde only then knew his intention, and pretended to be ignorant: "What is the treasure of the British king? I have fled here, can't you let me go?"

His face was sad, but in his heart he commanded Thor to put away the space mirror.

"You don't have to pretend to be crazy and stupid!" Monk Miaoyu snorted coldly, revealing his true form: "Where is your Tilu sword?"

"Tilu Jian, I was framed by you, and I had to change my face, go incognito, and disguise, Tilu Jian has been thrown into Jianshui. ”

"Bastard, tell me the King's Treasure and spare you from death!"

Monk Miaoyu was furious, and the white bone rosary around his neck was like a small snake, crawling down and wrapping around his fist.

"What British treasure? I really don't know!"

Thor had quietly taken out the pistol, opened the safe, and held it in his mouth, ready to hand it out at any moment.

The red panda is now pitch black, hiding in a corner, unnoticed.

"Then I can't leave you alone!"

Monk Miaoyu was about to make a move, but suddenly stopped.

A sentence rang in his ears, from the Wuxiang Zen Master: "My demon seed tells me that he is lying. ”

"Don't toast, don't eat, punish wine, tell the whereabouts of the treasure......" Miaoyu suppressed her anger.

Suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed, and the silver-white pistol flew up from the corner, and was grabbed by Ke Mingde.

"Smack!"

Gunfire thundered.

The room was so small that Monk Miaoyu didn't have time to dodge, he was hit by a bullet and staggered back.

"Is he dead?"

When the smoke cleared, Monk Miaoyu was intact, with one hand across his chest, blocking the bullet.

A white bone rosary was wrapped around his arm, and one of them turned into powder and fluttered all over the ground.