"Little black, why are you smiling snickering?"

"When I went back to the shopkeeper, a man and a woman had just come in, and at first glance they were not good people. I'm afraid that it was that Xiucai who kidnapped the daughter of a big family and eloped. Tomorrow may have a good show. Hee-hee-hee!"

"Hey, hey, you're a thief with an eyesight. ”

The shopkeeper also looked at the two-story wooden building expectantly.

Tens of thousands of miles away, in the secret place of a small temple in the yin of Heilao Mountain, a handsome cultivator, like the appearance of a young lord, suddenly got up and shouted loudly:

"My son!

The person moved, but in a flash, he disappeared. A hundred miles away from it, on the first floor of the seventh-level floating tower on a low stone mountain, in the green and secluded airspace, a white ball of light the size of a fist suddenly burst into white light, and a silver circle of light slowly opened, and a figure appeared in the hole in the middle, but it was the cultivation of the young lord who looked like he was not a young lord. As soon as the person appeared, he suddenly turned his head and looked straight at the altar of dozens of lamp souls, and saw a small golden lamp in the lamp soul flickering and flickering, swaying. His people were shocked, his hands pinched the trick, and his ten fingers kept hitting the seal, and one after another the magic seals flew out from between his hands, and rushed straight to the small lamp, which seemed to be extinguished with a slight shake, and the flame of the lamp slowly brightened up. The handsome slender man snorted and said:

"God is pitiful, my soul's soul is not far away, otherwise it will definitely be destroyed. The murderer of this murder will surely die!"

After that, he took out an object in the Dharma bag and discarded it to the ground, and the thing grew when it fell to the ground, and it turned into a few zhang in size. But it was a budding blood-colored red lotus, swaying in the small pool-like flowerpot. Na Xiu immediately sat upright, his body floated in the air, and chanted the "Soul Sutra" with the top of the blood-colored red lotus. At the same time, he ordered his disciples to find a field cultivator with the best legal body to come here. Seven days later, as the sound of his chanting stopped, a thick flame of light suddenly split out from the golden soul lamp, circling in front of him.

The father of Zhifei looked depressed at this time. He raised his hand and made a move, and a pink pill bottle in the magic bag flew into his hand. The person hurriedly poured out a few pills, swallowed them all in his mouth with his head up, and pinched the seal with both hands to refine the medicinal power. After another three days, he opened his eyes, and the essence in his eyes flashed, as if he had recovered the appearance of divine energy, staring at the soul flame in front of him, flashing violently, and recovering the seal. The soul flame suddenly flickered rapidly, its shape slowly changed, and the top of the soul flame gradually revealed a head, and the seven orifices on it were blurred, but as its seal kept entering, its face gradually became clearer, and if you carefully distinguish it, it was not the face of the young lord! Then its neck, and then its body and limbs were also recognizable. Seven days later, the soul flame turned into a three-inch flame man, his eyes closed, floating above the blood-colored red lotus. Then Na Zhi Fei his father took Na Ye Xiu over, and he didn't speak, but just put a palm on his heavenly spirit cover, and shouted, Na Ye Xiu first shouted, and then begged for his life, and his eyes were full of tears. After that shout, his eyes widened, and he was actually dead. Na Zhifei's father's face did not change, but he put this wild cultivation body on the blood-colored red lotus, and the Dharma seal of his hands did not stop until his body was sweating like rain.

At that moment, the yin wind roared outside the seventh-level Futu Tower, surrounded by eight directions, within a radius of a hundred miles, the yin qi of heaven and earth gathered, and even the small stone mountain was no longer visible at the moment. The further the Yin Qi went, the heavier it became, and when it reached the seventh-level Futu Tower, it was already flowing like water, and it was extremely thick and greasy.

The father of Zhifei swallowed the pill again, and when the Yuan Force was restored, he resumed the practice. At this time, she was as careful as a deep girl, tiptoeing, slowly playing the trick, and introduced the wisps of yin qi outside the tower into the tower, into the bud of the blood-colored red lotus. The bud seems to be able to accommodate the sea, and after thirty days, it will absorb all the yin qi outside the tower.

The father of Zhifei described him as withered and colorless, but his fierce and resolute color did not decrease, which shows the strength of his cultivation mind. The recovery of swallowing medicine has been completed, and his resumption method moved the little fire man to the blood-colored red lotus, and then he could not think about it, and raised his hand and flew out several blue bird fairy talismans. After half a day, seven cultivators flew in the distance, all with grim faces, and appeared in the tower.

"Senior brother, the Soul Restoration Dafa consumes too much essence, how are you doing at this time?"

One of them is worried.

"It's okay! I have recruited all of you to come here because I want you and others to help me. After the deed is completed, it is natural to be grateful. ”

"Senior brother is serious. ”

The seven cultivators can stand in the direction, and the eight cultivators each step on the eight phases to achieve the formation of the eight trigrams. One of them:

"Senior Brother Mingjian, it's not that he refuses to contribute, but he has just finished refining a magic weapon, his mana is exhausted, and he is recovering, but he has received a decree from his senior brother・・・・・・"

"Well, it's hard for Senior Brother Xia. Senior Brother Xia cultivates divine skills, and if he lacks this thing, let's see if it can be used!"

"Aya, Senior Brother, this thing is too much, how dare Senior Brother ・・・・・・?"

The father of Zhifei waved his hand and said:

"Senior brother is polite! You and others help my brother to save my life, his grace is endless, and some treasures are not a problem. ”

After that, several treasures were distributed to Zhu Xiu one after another. All cultivators are overjoyed, and these supreme treasures are the ones they desire, and they are inexplicably excited.

"Senior brother gives treasure, dare not do your best!"

So, the eight cultivators made a gong and beat the three-inch little fire man into the blood-colored red lotus bud little by little. All the cultivators work hard, and two days are enough. And inside the bud of that lotus flower, at this time, the Dharma body of the wild cultivator actually gradually regained its breath, and then its pulse moved, but it was reborn! It's just that the soul of the body belongs to no longer belongs to him, but to the child who knows it! At that time, the eyes of the Dharma body are closed, as if practicing the exercises. A touch of green seems to be looming outside its body, and several stamens penetrate the body without just looking like veins. Streams of blood-colored red lotus poured out of the powerful vitality that rolled into the body with the veins. The body of the wild cultivator is gradually growing and plump.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother! Zhifei Xian's nephew has returned to his place, and after three years of strength, he will inevitably reappear, and at that time, my brother and others will come to congratulate him again. ”

"Today's success, the foolish brother is grateful. There should have been a banquet to wait, but all the virtuous brothers were busy people. Knowing that it is not the day of rebirth, I will have a good time with all the virtuous brothers. ”

"In this way, even if the brothers and others leave!"

The monks said goodbye and left.

"I know that it is not my son, you are not doing things properly, not to mention that your father has spent fine money, and even the several treasures I have obtained by sacrificing my life are also lost!

Na Zhifei's father sighed and said:

"Fortunately, the Dafa of Soul Restoration has succeeded, and it is a blessing in misfortune to know that it is not my son who dies and lives after death!"

He thought about it for a long time, got up, collected the blood-colored red lotus, and walked out of the seven-level floating tower. The small stone mountain outside the tower, the white rock has long since turned into a swarthy color. It is the Buddha Treasure Seven-level Futu Pagoda at this time is also terrifying, where is the gentle golden light of the Buddha solemnity!

"Hateful!

I don't know if my father is staring at the distance and hateful, and I don't know who is hateful and who is annoying!

If Chang'er is here, she will definitely sigh at the injustice of heaven. That knowledge can not be resurrected, but its cultivation can find a suitable cultivation and rebirth, but the delicate demon body and mana are strong, but there is no suitable demon body to regenerate, the change of the Heavenly Dao, is it not destined in the dark!

Thousands of miles away, in the Yi Xiu Gate and Yi Xiu Immortal Mansion.

In the main hall, several repairs sat down, but their eyes showed a fierce light.

"Elder Gaozong's action turned out to be fruitless, it is conceivable that it is implicitly equivalent to this, Feng Chengding is determined to win! Presumably, the rest of the ten sects will not rest when they get this news. Master, we have to plan ahead. ”

"I think that instead of helping others, it is better to entangle the rest of the doors, and everyone will work together to benefit the same share?"

"Stupid words! You don't know the inside story, if you have this to say, it's enough, if you say this again, you will be punished heavily!"

A person said in a deep voice, and then the figure flashed, and a young cultivator appeared in the hall.

"Elder Gaozong has arrived, and the disciples and others have lost their distance, and they will be guilty of capital crimes!"

The master hurriedly stepped down from the main seat and bowed down to greet him.

"That's it! The deacons of the halls stayed, and the rest of the people retreated!"

"Yes!"

Look at the dozens of cultivators in the hall, the eight masters:

"Feng Cheng is a puppet of the Hidden Refining Formation, this puppet is not an ordinary thing that is driven to attack and defend the war, but is used by some kind of large array core. We don't know much about the details of this great array. It must be a shocking work. Therefore, it is a must-have thing to be hidden in this Feng Cheng! Now that Lord Tianzun has issued a strict order, the elites of the ten major sects must first capture Feng Cheng secretly. And this promise, in addition to a large number of treasures, rarities, immortal materials, and magic materials, the successful sect can also get a high-grade method, and there is one more Tianzun of this sect in the main hall. I don't know what you think of such benefits, do you want to form an alliance with other sects?"

"Elder, arrest Feng Cheng, this sect is the first to be the first, how can it be left behind! Even if there is no such reward, this sect will do its best. After all, that Feng Cheng is a disciple of his own sect. What's more, Ye Wentian is also a cultivator of the Hidden Sect who has been undercover in this sect for hundreds of years. In public and private, we will not slack off in the slightest!"

"I am very relieved that the master of the door can think like this. So let the master of the door arrange it. ”

The Eight Great Venerable Masters quietly acted as soon as they spoke, and even the number of cultivators on their side did not know where they were going. The door master was embarrassed to salute, and suddenly felt that his figure was faint, and there were only a dozen of his subordinates left in the lobby, so he smiled bitterly and shook his head. While arranging the capture of Feng Cheng.