In broad daylight, the sunlight shining on the mountains and rivers was originally the nemesis of all ghosts. However, these curling black smoke that came out of the ground converged and turned into countless yin spirits in the blink of an eye, flying all over the sky, extremely hideous. Among these Yin Spirits, there are even groups of Yin soldiers in armor, holding Qingge in their hands, bringing a cold air current. These ghosts are extremely arrogant, and they are obviously not afraid of the light.

These soldiers in the ghosts have all kinds of clothes and armor, some are obviously soldiers of this dynasty, and some look ancient and simple, as if they have everything from young ghosts who have been dead for seventy or eighty years to old ghosts who have been dead for hundreds of years. The images are vain, as light as smoke, and the yin wind and ghosts on their bodies are circulating. It's terrifying.

These ghostly ghost soldiers obviously fought on the battlefield before they were alive, not only did they look like they had broken brains and blood, had severed limbs and few heads, had swords stuck in their bodies, were shot into hedgehogs, and sharp arrows all over their bodies also abounded, looking ferocious and violent, and they looked like they were not small.

Kang Mingyu didn't dare to slack off, these yin spirits could manifest in vain, and it was definitely not something he could easily deal with. At this time, Kang Mingyu didn't want to overcome his duty and subdue demons and eliminate demons. He took out a large handful of charms from his backhand bag, scattered them casually, and when he broke the sword in his hand, he was about to flee for his life.

The few Yin Ghost Soldiers at the head were hit by Kang Mingyu's spell, and their bodies were stunned, and they fell back slightly, and their bodies suddenly scattered a little, but then they condensed again, as if nothing happened. Only some of the more scattered Yin Spirits were driven away by Kang Mingyu's spell.

"These ghosts aren't afraid of spells?"

The strength of these Yin Soul Ghost Soldiers made Kang Mingyu stunned, and he wiped his backhand on the broken sword, the blade slashed his fingers, and a stream of pale red blood flowed on the bright spine of the sword. A fiery cinnabar sigil lit up on the spine of the sword.

used his own blood to trigger the Taiqing evil talisman on the sword. As soon as the sword light flickered, Kang Mingyu slashed away a ghost soldier who had already approached with a sword.

Yin spirits are by no means human, and can harm others with their swords. The weapons of these Yin Soul Ghost Soldiers, like their main body, are all ethereal and ethereal Yin Ghost Qi condensation, but they may not be able to slash themselves. But Kang Mingyu also knew that once these ghosts were stuck to their bodies, under the invasion of yin qi, he was afraid that he would immediately run out of yang qi and die on the spot.

Kang Mingyu's swordsmanship is not bad, supplemented by a large number of charms scattered on all sides. For a while, he was not afraid to entangle these ghostly soldiers, but the sloppy monk behind him made him worried. But by this time he had no time to look behind him.

This monk is a high-ranking monk in the end, and he is exerting his power to kill demons and ghosts. Or a liar full of nonsense, who is being bitten by a powerful ghost at this time, and there are no bones left to swallow, and Kang Mingyu doesn't even have time to look back.

The long sword in Kang Mingyu's hand is a magic weapon in his door, although it is not a divine blade, but it is also sharp, and the Taiqing evil talisman printed on it is a powerful spell that can restrain the yin soul, so Kang Mingyu was in a hurry, and rushed straight out of more than 100 steps, and did not encounter a strong block.

Bite!

A crisp sound of hardware. Kang Mingyu slashed out with a sword, but was actually blocked by a ghost general. The other party is holding a long knife in his hand, and his armor is distinct, obviously he was still a general before his death. Although a spear was inserted in his back, and his heart penetrated to his chest, it had no effect on this ghost, but it added a bit of violence. It seems to be more ferocious.

This dead ghost general is skilled in martial arts, and his long knife is like lightning and thunder, Huo Huo made a few moves, and he forced Kang Mingyu to not be able to advance half a step.

"What kind of monster is this, there is such an evil sect?"

It was the first time Kang Mingyu had seen the Yin Ghost that could appear in broad daylight, and this Yin Ghost General who stopped him was obviously more powerful than other ordinary ghost soldiers, and the weapon in his hand could be condensed like an entity. Under the blue and black sword light, the yin qi bursted, and Kang Mingyu suddenly struggled a lot.

In terms of martial arts alone, this dead ghost general is still above Kang Mingyu, a little Taoist, but as a yin ghost, he was restrained by the magic sword in Kang Mingyu's hand after all. Every time the swords intersected, there was a shock, a slight dullness, and the inability to exert all martial arts. Otherwise, Kang Mingyu would have been cut into a mess by this dead ghost general and cut into a ball of meat sauce in a few faces.

Kang Mingyu was in crisis, but there was a sloppy monk's shouting from behind.

"You dead ghosts, my monk just baked a delicious meal, and after only half of it, it was ruined. Look at me and I'm not old enough to shave you with my ears. ”

Kang Mingyu was engrossed in dealing with the ghost general in front of him, and the yin ghost soldiers who were constantly pounced around him, and he didn't have time to look back at the monk at all, how to fan the ghost ghost with an ear scraper. But listening to the sound of the paving in the back, it is obvious that this monk has not been torn to pieces by these ghosts who appeared in Bai. And he taught these ghosts a lesson, and he taught them a very strong lesson.

After a few moves with the other party, Kang Mingyu didn't dare to entangle more, this ghost thing couldn't be killed, and after fighting for so many times, Kang Mingyu didn't feel that the number of the other party had decreased. Ruthless, Kang Mingyu danced a sword with one hand, and took out a fiery red spell from his bosom with the other.

Taking advantage of the sword to shake back the ghost general, with a slap of his left hand, the spell turned into a fire dragon and sent out.

This Red Sun Fire Dragon Talisman requires extremely high mana to draw it. Kang Mingyu himself does not have this kind of mana, this Chiyang Fire Dragon Talisman was left by his master for his protection. If it weren't for the last resort this time, Kang Mingyu would still be reluctant to use it. At this moment, the Chiyang Fire Dragon Talisman was forcibly launched, and it really had the power of a thousand ghosts.

Although this fire dragon is only transformed by Nanming's true fire qi, which is very different from the real divine dragon, it is still extremely powerful for these Yin Soul Ghost soldiers.

A crimson fire dragon roared and flew through. The dead ghost general Kang Mingyu couldn't help just now, together with the surrounding Yin Soul Ghost soldiers, the wandering soul was rushed by the fire dragon, and they were immediately scattered. The dead ghost general at the head turned into wisps of black smoke and became formless. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Kang Mingyu strode away and galloped away like flying. It doesn't matter that there is a monk behind it.

Kang Mingyu ran out of the land that could be more than half a mile, and felt that there was no ghost catching up with him, so he looked back. Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he only saw a powerful golden light in his eyes, rushing into the sky.

The sloppy and crazy monk just now, at this time, his body was shrouded in golden light, and all the yin souls who were close to him all screamed violently, bursting into the black smoke of the Dao Dao, and disappearing invisibly. The sound of the ghost crying god made Kang Mingyu not feel his heart palpitate.

Kang Mingyu thought to himself: "This monk has so strong mana, I'm afraid that he has already cultivated into the realm of an arhat!"

With a pressure on this golden light Buddha power, thousands of yin souls turned into wisps of black smoke, and all of them retracted back to the ground. The monk looked at Kang Mingyu with a smile, which made him very embarrassed. The stumbling man walked back again.

"Just now, the old man used his own mana to forcibly force out the hidden ghosts underground, just to let the little Taoist priest see the power of this evil law. If you leave it alone, it will be difficult to stop it when these ghostly soldiers become the climate. ”

I heard that it was this bastard monk who did it just now, Kang Mingyu's face was extremely ugly. However, thinking of the monk's mana just now, thinking that he was not an opponent, Kang Mingyu said in a deep voice: "Xiaodao has been very difficult to deal with these ghost soldiers. Where else can I help the master. Besides, now the world is in chaos, and evil is rampant. Where can I manage so many things? ”

Kang Mingyu has suffered a lot, and his heart can't help but be a little extreme. I was not interested in this sloppy monk's proposal at all.

was rejected by Kang Mingyu, and the monk was not angry at all. smiled and said to Kang Mingyu: "Little Taoist, since you don't want to. I'm not reluctant either. It's a pity that the people within a few hundred miles around here will inevitably suffer. ”

"What does the life and death of others have to do with me?"

Kang Mingyu thought so in his heart, but it was difficult to lift it under his feet. Although the world is in turmoil, the people are not living. Kang Mingyu was also indignant and dissatisfied with this world, but thinking of Zhang Laohan, who entertained him last night, Kang Mingyu couldn't harden his heart.

"No matter how difficult the world is, who can be alone? Life and death are fateful, so I will make this merit with the master!"

With a long sigh, Kang Mingyu sat on the ground, meditated cross-legged, and didn't want to say more.

"In this world, living longer is not necessarily a blessing. ”

Although his mana was far from enough to restrain the yin spirit just now, the little Taoist priest who had long had no expectations for his situation abandoned the worry of life and death in just an instant. Leaving his surname behind.

"Little Taoist, what do you call your Dharma name?"

"Kang Mingyu!"

"Then which Taoist temple do you practice and become a monk?"

"Qingping Mountain Wuji Palace!"

"That ......"

"Master, where did you come from, how did you know that there were people here who practiced evil laws. Why did you come to this place to get rid of demons and subdue demons? Why don't you also talk to the little Taoist priest about it?"

Asked by the monk, Kang Mingyu began to answer honestly. But the young Taoist priest at a young age soon became impatient. Reversed the question.

The monk laughed and said to Kang Mingyu: "The old monk's name is Cangmu Decision, presumably the little Taoist priest will have heard the name of the old monk." ”

Kang Mingyu couldn't help but gasp when he heard the three words Cangmu Due. This name Kang Mingyu has not only heard of it, but it is simply like thunder, and the mountains are uplifted.

The original meaning of Cangmu is to terminate, and there is only one monk who uses this Dharma name today, and that is the former national teacher of the Mengyuan Dynasty, the great Dharma King. This person is not only full of miraculous skills, but also known as the first tantra. He was also born with a vision, and was rumored to be the reincarnation of the Great Buddha, and he was born with extraordinary wisdom, practicing Tantra, and making rapid progress. At an early age, he was already outstanding, and his cultivation was beyond the crowd.

Kuraki is the first person who has been hiding secrets since he was twenty years old, and he has never met an opponent in his life. It is known as one of the four peerless masters today. and the first master of Taoism, given the name "Immortal", Zhang Qianyao, who is in charge of Taoism in the world "Great Master", Ying Xuanji, the Emperor of the Demon Gate, and the "Demon" Peacock Buddha Mother.

Although Kang Mingyu saw this sloppy monk just now, his face was already covered with mud, and he never knew that he had such a background. But in the blink of an eye, he was already relieved: "The strange people in the world must have their own eccentricities." ”

This great Dharma King has disappeared more than ten years ago. Some people say that he has become a Buddha in the flesh. Kang Mingyu didn't expect that he actually met the legendary master. However, when I think of today's Meng Yuan ruling the world, the Central Plains will be in turmoil. Kang Mingyu felt a little hostile in his heart.

However, compared with such a master, there is no doubt that the fireflies are compared to the bright moon, and the firewood is compared to the sun. It's not worth mentioning at all. Kang Mingyu just stopped the impulse in his heart, but his face was already quite ugly.

After a while, Kang Mingyu reflected, quickly stood up, bowed to the Dharma King, and said: "Since the seniors are here, I don't know why the demon is so powerful, and he still needs a helper?" At this time, Kang Mingyu's tone was already very cold.

The Great King didn't care about Kang Mingyu's disgust, his eyes widened, and he shot dazzling essence. Suddenly, the sloppy monk's robe also set off his solemn appearance. said: "This demon is one of the ten demons in the world, the Hundred Bone Dao Man, and I could have dealt with him." It's just that the Doumu Xuanling Secret Curse Evil Sect cultivated by demons is incomparable, and it can refine the hundreds of thousands of Yin Souls that have been gathered into Heavenly Ghost Generals. Although I can disperse the evil things that have been cultivated by thousands of yin souls, I will inevitably let these fierce spirits scatter among the people, and the gains outweigh the losses. ”

Kang Mingyu was shocked when he heard this, and said strangely: "This Hundred Bone Dao people are rumored to have mana through Xuan, how can Xiao Dao have the ability to help his predecessors subdue these unjust souls." ”

The murderous monster surnamed Bing often brings disaster to the world after cultivating to become a refinement. Some of them are highly profound, and ordinary Taoist monks are powerless at all. These monsters are not human, and their surnames are brutal and unpredictable. Among them, the most ferocious are the ten demons in the world.

The Hundred Bone Daoist was originally a cultivator, but he didn't know what evil art he had cultivated, and he went mad and exploded into ashes. And a few years later, the ghosts of the Hundred Bone Dao people were still gone, and they relied on the bones of birds and beasts in the mountains collected to make a skeleton and reincarnate as a demon. Based on this rumor alone, you can know why this demon Dao cultivation is so weird, and it can really be said to be unfathomable. The origin of the end is extraordinary, and the fierce flame is unparalleled. No wonder the Dharma King is also very jealous.

A confident smile bloomed on the originally muddy face of the Dharma King, and he said to Kang Mingyu: "Originally, I have fought with this demon here several times, and there are winners and losers against each other, and no one can help anyone. The old monk can keep the people in this vicinity safe at most, but he can't destroy this demon. With you, the little Taoist, the situation is completely different. ”

As soon as the Dharma King said this, Kang Mingyu knew why Qingshan Village had such an evil spirit, but few people suffered. It turned out that the Dharma King secretly supported it. At that time, the Yuan and Mongolia invaded the Central Plains, after decades, there was already little difference between the people and the Han Dynasty, although the world was in turmoil, countless rebels were in charge of restoring the Central Plains and driving out the Tartars, but most of them were because of the imperial court [***], the people were not happy, and the less than half was to restore the orthodoxy of the Han family. Although Kang Mingyu is a Han Chinese, he also admires the mind of the Great Dharma King, and the original hostility has also disappeared.

The Great Dharma King said: "I can use my own mana to seal this unformed Dutian Ghost in the body of the little Taoist. Collected these hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers again. There is no such evil law. The old monk is not afraid of his hundred bones. After I get rid of this Hundred Bone Dao people, I will find a way to surpass these unjust souls. This approach is a bit sinister, but there is no alternative. ”

Although Kang Mingyu is young, he has been a monk since he was a child. has been fully cultivated in Wuji Palace, and it can be regarded as extraordinary. I know a little about the method that His Holiness said. It is extremely dangerous to eat ghosts with his body, and if he is not careful, Kang Mingyu not only loses his body, but even the three souls and seven spirits have a catastrophe. Kang Mingyu was about to shirk it, but when he thought of himself, he didn't have anything to worry about, so he knew it. He was relieved and said to the Dharma King: "Since the predecessors have this method, Xiaodao is willing to give it a try, anyway, he may not die in a hundred years of life." ”

The Dharma King smiled slightly, his old face was like a hundred ravines, and said: "The little Taoist priest is very open-minded, rare!

Kang Mingyu listened to the praise of the Dharma King, and said proudly: "Even if the little Taoist priest is afraid of death, he will never show it in front of others. The master praised falsely. ”

The old and young monks glanced at each other, and felt that the other party was much more pleasing to the eye. They sat quietly and said no more.

The Dharma King sat for a while, secretly amazed at Kang Mingyu. This little Taoist priest knew the danger, but still agreed to help him break the ghost formation. And I don't ask what the arrangement is, when to start. It's not bold and reckless, I don't know how thick the sky is. It's just that he doesn't care, and he has long put life and death out of the way. Such a strange boy, although he is nearly a hundred years old, he has never seen a few.

After a little hesitation, the Dharma King opened his mouth and said to Kang Mingyu: "I think that although the little Taoist priest is proficient in the art of charms, he must not have anything to do with the Daomen Demon Suppression. We will not come out until the night when the heavenly ghost will come out, so it is better to borrow this half-time, and the old monk will teach you two spells, and then you can also increase your chances of winning. I wonder if the little Taoist priest thinks it is good?"

Kang Mingyu was slightly stunned, and his heart was shocked. Although Wuji Palace is a decent sect, its martial arts and techniques are not first-class. Moreover, although he was proficient in spells, he did not know much about the superior Dao method, and he was not allowed to enter the door. If there is a top master in the world, it is better than ten years of penance.

Kang Mingyu is neat and neat, and he is not vulgar, and said: "If it is the love of the predecessors, of course the trail is disrespectful. If you don't die in this catastrophe and have achievements in the future, you will definitely be grateful for the guidance of your predecessors. Kang Mingyu was sitting very calmly, but at this time, he couldn't help but bow his hand slightly, and thought to himself: "I risked death to get rid of demons, and I have to teach secret techniques, which can also be regarded as a courtesy, and I can feel at ease." There is no need to shirk it. ”

With such an excuse, Kang Mingyu was even more at ease.

When the Dharma King was middle-aged, he was the national teacher of the Great Yuan, and he had read countless people in his life, how could Kang Mingyu's thoughts escape his eyes. Smiling slightly, the Dharma King said: "These two spells are not the old monk's tantric sect**. However, its essence and mystery are not under any of the skills that the old monk has learned in his life. ”

Kang Mingyu was slightly stunned, Tantric Buddhism is very mysterious. Although it is located in Mongolia and Tibet, there are many great monks and capable people in the past dynasties. Not only is the Dharma subtle, but also quite powerful. Such as the Mahamudra, Vajra Ming King Method, but also the legend that when there are ghosts and gods, after cultivation, the body can be rainbow and become a Buddha in the flesh. The Great Dharma King, since he said that he can be compared to his own supernatural powers, it must not be a lie.

Kang Mingyu was just curious about what the Dharma King would teach him.

"These two things were originally your Taoist things. The old monk just got it by chance and inadvertently got it. It is also providential to be entrusted to you now. As soon as the Dharma King spoke, his thumb was slightly erected, and a strange handprint was formed, and the void was raised. Kang Mingyuzhi felt that his whole body was suddenly like a fire cave, and it suddenly became hot. At the same time, an icy cold current poured in from the door of his head, and Kang Mingyu only buzzed in his head, and countless thoughts came one after another, continuously.

"It's ...... This is the magic of Buddhism!"

Originally, the ability of the Dharma King to subdue the ghosts just now had already surprised Kang Mingyu, and in this way, he was even more impressed by the cultivation of the Dharma King. It is unheard of to be able to teach exercises with his heart tong, one of the six spiritual powers of Buddhism, so easily. Kang Mingyu knew that no matter how hard he cultivated, I am afraid that all sentient beings would not be able to match him and cultivate to such a thorough supernatural power as the Great Dharma King.

When Kang Mingyu was thinking wildly, the voice of the Dharma King rang in his ears like a giant bell outside the sky, "These two things, one is the Red Flame Sword Light Technique, and the other is the Regent Ghost **." Although one good and one evil have their own origins. But they are all the martial arts and techniques in the Dao Sect in one, and the supreme ability to practice true qi and mental power at the same time. If the little Taoist priest concentrates on cultivation, the old monk will protect the Dharma for you. ”

Kang Mingyu was feeling the countless mystical magic tricks in his mind, and he was dizzy and at a loss. A blazing warm current emerged from his body, wandering erratically, all over the big acupoints around Kang Mingyu's body. But it was the great saying that the Dharma King relied on his own skills to help Kang Mingyu practice.

Ordinary martial arts masters can condense their true qi and swing out a few feet away, and they are already very successful and rank among the first-class masters. This great Dharma King does not need to stretch out his hand to make a gesture, and his mental power can enter Kang Mingyu's body with a single movement, and this cultivation is worthy of shaking the past and the present, and is proud of the world.

In the blink of an eye, Kang Mingyu's originally chaotic thoughts suddenly became extremely clear. The secrets of the original chaos are also revealed in my mind one by one. The magic skills of the Great Dharma King's hundred years of penance, from the most unfathomable "Great Sutra" of Tantra, take the path of pure yang, and the Red Flame Sword Light Technique that Kang Mingyu has just obtained complements each other.

According to all the distracting thoughts, Kang Mingyu focused on the true qi in his body. Immerse yourself in it without spinning your heels, and forget about things. This blazing true qi flowed rapidly around the meridian acupoints contained in the secret of the Red Flame Sword Light Technique, and in an instant, it had already surged from the dantian to the fingers, Kang Mingyu's fingers stretched out unconsciously, and a faint sword light was weakly and weakly pointed on a piece of bluestone not far away, and with a click, this seemingly powerless sword qi immediately cut off a piece of bluestone.

How can he cultivate thaumaturgy, Kang Mingyu was surprised and happy in his heart, and he suddenly forgot about the life and death crisis in the near future.

Kang Mingyu knew very well that if there was no great Dharma King secretly helping him, relying on his talent and hard work alone, without ten years, he would definitely not be able to cultivate this supreme secret technique in a short instant, without taking time. In my heart, I immediately felt grateful to the Great Dharma King.

When Kang Mingyu raised his eyes, the Dharma King smiled and said nothing, and went to sit idle. Kang Mingyu thought to himself: "Anyway, there is nothing to do now, since the Great Dharma King said that it will be ten minutes in the middle of the night to see the Dutian ghost will appear." It's better to practice more now, maybe you can use this secret art to protect your body by then. ”

The Red Flame Sword Light Technique is a cultivation method for Dao Gate Sword Qi. When cultivating, the refined true qi of one's own essence is controlled with supreme mental power. It forms an incomparably sharp invisible sword qi, which can not only cut gold and break iron, but also kill demons. It is more powerful than a real divine weapon. Although Kang Mingyu didn't know the origin of this technique, he had heard the power of the legendary Taoist sword qi, so he deduced that this Red Flame Sword Light Technique must be a peerless supernatural power.

Kang Mingyu meditated cross-legged for a long time, and the sky finally gradually darkened. It was already evening. The Great King went out of nowhere to get two hares, set up a bonfire, and the fat of the burning hares creaked. The aroma is tangy. Although Kang Mingyu heard that Tantric lamas couldn't help but be meaty, and even some special monks, they couldn't help but marry. But a monk as greedy as King Da Yue is really rare.

He came here after getting up today, stayed all afternoon, and the tea and rice that Zhang Laohan invited him to eat last night had already been digested cleanly. Kang Mingyu hesitated for a moment, after all, he couldn't resist the hunger in his stomach, put down his body, grabbed a piece of rabbit meat, and feasted on a large piece.

The Dharma King grinned and was about to speak, when suddenly there was a loud noise in the mountains and fields, and black smoke rose all over the place. Kang Mingyu didn't wait for the Dharma King to greet him, slapped his backhand, and pasted a few exorcism charms on his body. He is not like the Great Dharma King, whose cultivation is profound, and all evils do not invade, and it is difficult for all ghosts to enter. With such a strong yin wind and ghost aura, Kang Mingyu was afraid that before he could catch ghosts and catch demons, he would be frozen into the bone marrow by the yin wind and cold air, and the death of a hundred ghosts was unknown.

These charms Kang Mingyu is very confident, and they are his usual means of exorcising ghosts and catching demons, which are quite effective.

When night came, the yin qi was ten times stronger than that of Bai Yuli. The billowing black smoke, enveloping these countless unjust souls, is even more ghostly, far from being comparable to Bai Yuli.

Kang Mingyu pulled out the broken sword, and forced himself to calm down, but his hands and feet still couldn't stop trembling.

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