The sound of the wooden fish seems to come from the ancient times, ethereal and elegant, and the golden needle that is about to shoot at the back of Linglong's head is deflected by the shock of the sound of the wooden fish, and flies past Linglong's ears and disappears into the cracks of the mountain rocks. At the same time, the ghost king's sharp nails had already touched the skin on the red lotus's chest, and when he heard the sound of the wooden fish, he didn't realize that his heart was shocked, and his arm spasmed.

The ghost king hurriedly withdrew his hand and looked around, but only heard the sound of the wooden fish coming from afar, and no one appeared, so he shouted angrily: "Sneaky! What can I do?" and stretched out his ghost claws and went straight to the throat of the red lotus. Unexpectedly, just when his ghost claws stretched out, the sound of the wooden fish suddenly became loud, dense as a sudden wind and rain, and at the same time, a golden auspicious light rose from the eastern half of the stone cliff, which seemed warm and peaceful under the dark gray sky where night was about to fall, and the ghost king only felt a splitting headache, and his chest seemed to be hit by a giant hammer, "Wow" A mouthful of black-purple blood splattered out of the ground, and then with a wail, a green light soared away, and as soon as he left, the wandering ghost that was summoned by it instantly turned into light smoke and drifted away with the wind, and the amber crystal that was originally attached to the ghost lost its target, and it was also restored to a round golden ball, and creeped back into the red lotus sleeve.

Although Bo Pet did not feel the majestic and powerful pressure like the Ghost King, he was also disgusted and unbearable, and when he saw the Ghost King, he vomited blood and fled, knowing that his mana was even worse than that of the Ghost King, so he couldn't take care of the Xuanying in the Ding, and drove a blue light to follow and escape.

The two of them fled one after another, and the auspicious light on the stone cliff disappeared, and even the sound of the wooden fish "doo" stopped abruptly, and the silence between heaven and earth suddenly returned.

Linglong didn't know what was going on, and stood there. After all, Red Lotus has a lot of knowledge and understands that someone is secretly rescuing her, judging from the auspicious light and the sound of the wooden fish, she should be a master of the Buddha realm.

Linglong ran over to help the red lotus up, the red lotus suddenly woke up, pushed Linglong, and said urgently: "Go and save Xuanying!"

Linglong sighed, remembering that Xuanying was still being boiled in the giant ding, and his feet slammed down, and his body flew up in the air.

The two ups and downs came to the giant tripod, didn't have to think about it, put their hands against the tripod body, exhaled and raised their voices, and with a coquettish shout, the giant tripod was pushed to the ground by Linglong.

The boiling green water in the ding splashed on the ground and made a strange sound, but there was no shadow of Xuan Ying in the water, only a skeleton floating in the rippling blue water.

Linglong secretly exclaimed, "Oops, oops! Xuanying has been refined to the point that there is no flesh and skin, and only the skeleton of bones remains, how can this be good? "I thought about how to tell Red Lotus.

The red lotus in the distance was leaning on the stone, and seeing that Linglong had not made a sound for a long time, she was very strange and asked, "Linglong! What happened to Xuanying? Is he okay?"

Linglong hesitated and said: "That... It's okay... It's okay, it's good, it's just ······."

Honglian felt that something was wrong: "What is it? It can't be Xuanying ······?" Honglian's heart went up and down, struggling to walk to Juding, and through the hazy sky, she looked down and saw the bones of Xuanying, and she burst into tears, muttering: "Poor child, I have only followed the teacher for two or three days, but I ended up like this, because the teacher can't live with you······" As he spoke, he ran out of energy, collapsed to the ground and fainted.

In fact, the Red Lotus Reverse Luck Nine Lotus True Recipe forcibly improved the realm, and it should have lost a hundred years of cultivation, but at the last moment, he spit blood, Zhou Tian was not smooth, and he failed to perform the Reverse Heaven Blood Lotus Formula, so he had to throw out the amber crystal to entangle a group of powerful ghosts to protect themselves, so the hundred-year Dao was only lost two to three percent, and most of them were not damaged, and he fainted at this moment just because of exhaustion, internal injuries and the tragic death of Xuanying at first sight and was too sad.

Linglong hurriedly held the red lotus in her arms, called out repeatedly, and took out a small red gourd from the red lotus's sleeve, and poured out three purple-gold pills into her mouth.

After a long time, the red lotus woke up faintly, looked at the bones of Xuan Ying for a long time, sat up with a long sigh, and commanded with tears: "Aunt is against the luck of the Nine Lotus True Trick, so the internal injuries are very serious and the movement is not working, you go and bury Xuan Ying." ”

Linglong nodded in agreement, turned around to clean up Xuanying's bones, but unexpectedly found a strange thing: there was a faint blue light flickering in Xuanying's bones. Linglong let out a "huh" and said to Honglian: "Auntie, come and see, what is this?"

The red lotus moved closer, leaned down to look, and saw that the small blue mang was wandering in the Xuanying skull, and then looked closely, and found that the blue mang was actually a two-headed dragon less than half an inch.

Red Lotus suddenly realized and said in surprise: "I see!"

Linglong was puzzled: "What is this?"

Honglian explained: "Xuanying is originally a descendant of the dragon clan, and his ancestor is an ancient god, he is different from our ordinary cultivators, we have to cultivate to a certain point before we can cultivate the original god, but his original god is innate, this blue mang is the original god of Xuanying." ”

"Oh" Linglong nodded, "So what?"

Honglian said: "As long as the primordial god is still there, Xuanying may be resurrected." ”

Linglong also said happily: "Really, great! What should I do?"

Honglian pursed her lips, and then became worried: "The most important thing now is that there is no Xuantian Bagua Taiji Diagram!"

"Xuantian Bagua Taiji Diagram?

Honglian continued: "Our Taoist ancestor Taishang Laojun has a congenital Bagua Taiji diagram in his hand, which is the first to open the heavens and the earth, and the universe is full of supreme Taoist qi. Zhongnan Patriarch Yun Zhongzi Daxian admired his vast magical powers, so he exhausted his life's Dao method to imitate a Xuantian Bagua Taiji diagram, this picture due to the lack of innate Dao Qi blessing, so the mana change is not as good as one of the hundred Taiji diagrams in Lao Jun's palm, it can be said to be a treasure that was unsuccessful at first sight, but it has another peculiar ability, that is, with the cooperation of the Wuji Divine Pill, it can live the flesh and bones of the dead, but the premise is that the person's Yuan Shen is not destroyed. ”

Linglong said disappointedly: "We don't have either the Taiji Diagram or the Wuji Divine Pill, so what can we do?"

Honglian sighed: "I have three Wuji Divine Pills in my hand, which were given by Ming Chongyan's master Fang He Dao Chang back then, but it's a pity that the Xianxuantian Bagua Taiji Diagram has been missing for nearly a hundred years, and I don't know who it fell into." ”

Linglong said: "Without Taijitu, you can't save Xuanying, I'm afraid I can't stay here, maybe when that uncle will come back, I can't beat him..." Auntie, how are you feeling now?"

Honglian nodded: "What you are very worried about is that it is indeed not safe here. My aunt is only suffering from internal injuries now, and she has lost her Taoism for decades, and her life is not in serious trouble, you wrap up the bones of Xuanying, let's go back to Mingyue Mountain and find a way. ”

"Okay. Linglong wrapped the bones of Xuanying with cloth according to her words, and the red lotus was seriously injured, so Linglong had to carry it on her back, and then helped the red lotus to walk slowly down the mountain.

Red Lotus's injuries were no longer able to cast any spells, and the current situation was no different from that of ordinary people.

The two of them took advantage of the night to walk for nearly three hours, and they had walked for about fifty or sixty miles, and the red lotus was mentally exhausted and could not support it, and said to Linglong: "Let's rest under the tree in front." ”

Linglong helped the red lotus to sit on a round stone under the tree, and then looked around through the hazy moonlight and said, "Auntie, there are no people outside, just rest here for the night." ”

Honglian said: "Okay, I'm just going to breathe, you can also sit down and rest, tomorrow when it is dawn, it will not be too late to find a car and leave." ”

Linglong answered, and gently snuggled up to Honglian's side.

Honglian sighed lightly, closed her eyes and began to heal her internal injuries.

More than two hours passed unconsciously, the sky was already dark, and a melodious and melodious flute sound came from a hill not far away.

Linglong and Honglian opened their eyes at the same time, and looked at the place where the flute sounded, only to see a young man dressed in moon-white robe on the mound, with a clear and delicate face and beardless, and a young man dressed as a scholar was holding a bamboo flute horizontally, playing it quietly.

When Honglian saw this person, she couldn't believe her eyes, and muttered, "Han Xiang? Brother Han Dao ······"

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