Tang Xiu's eyes lit up.

The blood-devouring bead is a treasure, the origin of this bead is unknown, but it has strange characteristics, it is addicted to eating the essence and blood of living beings, if there is a living thing close to it, it will be sucked by this "blood-devouring bead" and die in a moment, leaving only a skin bag, which is really a terrifying evil thing.

More than 1,000 years ago, this pearl was obtained by the demon sect elder black-hearted old man, because of its ** blood-eroding ability and refined it into a magic weapon, invincible for a while, I don't know how many righteous people were killed, and his reputation was shocked, and then it became one of the four treasures of the demon sect.

After the death of the black-hearted old man, this pearl disappeared and was never found.

Tianyin Temple Puzhi monk by chance, in the western swamp 30 years ago accidentally found this fierce pearl, at that time within a radius of ten miles, white bones, there is no living thing, can be said to be a living soul, resentment to the sky.

The heart of universal wisdom and compassion was greatly moved, so it was put away with the great law of Buddhism, and then every night it was implemented on the secret method of Buddhism to deter evil power, and it was never interrupted for 30 years, and the treasure of Buddhism "Jade Prayer Beads" was hung in parallel, with its pure air to resist the evil thoughts of devouring blood, and finally suppressed this fierce spirit, tightly bound in the beads, and could not see the light of day under the layers of Buddha power.

Although this thing is a murderous thing, Tang Xiu doesn't mind, it is actually difficult to distinguish good from evil with magic weapons, and it is only with the people who use magic weapons.

Master Puzhi of Tianyin Temple appeared, and the next thing was similar to what Tang Xiu knew.

Lin Jingyu was poisoned and rescued by the old monk Puzhi.

It was already dark by now.

The old monk Puzhi held Lin Jingyu under his ribs, looked up at the black gas in the air, and said: "Your Excellency's Taoism is profound, why do you attack ignorant children, just afraid of losing your identity?"

A hoarse voice came from the black air: "Who are you, dare to meddle with my business?"

The old monk Puzhi didn't answer, but said: "This is at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, if Qingyunmen knows that Your Excellency is doing anything wrong here, I am afraid that Your Excellency will have a hard time in the future." ”

The man snorted, his words were disdainful, and said, "What is Qingyunmen, it just depends on the number of people." Don't say much, old bald donkey, let me the boy as soon as he knows him. ”

The old monk Puzhi said: "Amitabha, the monks are compassionate, and the old man can't watch this child being poisoned by you." ”

The man said angrily: "What a thief, you are looking for death." ”

Tang Xiu watched in the dark, if the guess was right, the person in the black qi was the first seat of the Qingyunmen Dragon Peak, the Cangsong Daoist, and the future master of Lin Jingyu.

It's just that there are three traversers in this world, I don't know if the plot has changed? Lin Jingyu may not become a disciple of Cangsong Daoren in the future.

Looking at the plot of Caomiao Village, it doesn't seem to have changed much, I don't know what the three crossing criminals, Lu Xueqi, Song Daren, and the person who crossed over to the Demon Sect Blood Refining Hall, have done all these years?

At this moment, in the black gas that had been hovering in the air, a crimson light flashed, and in an instant, around this small grass temple, the yin wind was strong, and the ghost aura was strong.

"Poisonous Blood Banner!" the old monk Puzhi's face suddenly showed anger, "Evil obstacles, you dare to cultivate such an evil thing that has lost your conscience and harmed the world, and I will never spare you today." ”

The man in the black air sneered, but did not answer, only heard a whistling, the red mangs were flourishing, from mid-air, the fishy smell was great, and the two red flags on one side slowly rose.

At this time, the sound of the ghost crying became more and more poignant, as if there were countless resentful spirits crying at night, and there was a faint sound of bones rattling, which was terrifying.

"Thief bald, die!" The man in the black air broke off and shouted, only to see that from the blood-colored red flag, a hideous grimace suddenly appeared, with triangular eyes, sharp teeth and fangs, "click, click, click" The four eyes on the ghost face suddenly all opened, and with a "roar", it turned into an entity, rushed out from the flag, and hit the old monk with an incomparably bloody aura.

This is a magic weapon, or a magic weapon, or a spiritual weapon.

Tang Xiu was watching in secret, his eyes were shining, in his great cultivation era, there was also the existence of spiritual weapons, which could also become magic weapons or magic weapons and so on.

It's just a spiritual weapon, very rare and expensive, and only people in the innate realm can control it, and the flying weapon is enviable.

Tang Xiu is also a congenital master now, and he has the Snow Drinking Knife in his hand, although the Snow Drinking Knife is not a spiritual weapon, but it is also a spiritual soldier, if there is a method of flying with an imperial weapon, he can also fly with the Snow Drinking Knife.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the magic to fly the imperial weapon yet.

After entering the school team, he could choose innate exercises, but Tang Xiu had his own plans and did not choose those exercises. The popular exercises placed in the school, even though they are at the innate level, what are the outstanding points?

However, his two younger brothers, Wang Dong and Gao Yang, had already selected the innate exercises and began to cultivate.

The old monk Puzhi's face was full of anger, knowing that the more powerful the poisonous blood banner was, the more innocent people would inevitably be killed during the cultivation process. If you want to refine the power in front of you, I am afraid that you will only need to sacrifice the flags with the blood of more than 300 people.

This wicked man has lost his conscience!

Seeing that the ghost thing was about to rush in front of him, Pu Zhi did not let go of Lin Jingyu under his ribs, and only used his left hand holding a jasper rosary to draw a circle in the void in front of him, forming a lion mark of Buddhism with one hand, five fingers bent and extended, and the fingertips faintly emitted golden light, and a golden seal appeared in front of him in a moment, holding it in mid-air with the ghost thing.

"A little trick, too..."

Before he finished saying the word "get", he suddenly shook his whole body, only to feel that his right hand was holding the child Lin Jingyu, and his wrist was bitten by a foreign object, and a tingling feeling immediately covered half of his body, and his eyes were dark, and he was crumbling.

And at this moment, the ghost thing in front of it has a strange change, in its left and right eyes in the middle of the forehead, "click, click" twice, actually opened a blood-red giant eye, the fishy wind is strong, the power is heavier, only to hear a ghost howl, the blood red light flashed, the ghost thing smashed the golden seal, hit the old monk on the chest.

Pu Zhi's whole person was beaten and flew backwards, and Lin Jingyu under his ribs also fell to the ground. A moment later, his emaciated body smashed against the wall of the grass temple, and with a "bang", the dust flew up, and the entire wall collapsed.

"Hahaha-" The man in the black air laughed wildly.

Pu Zhi stood up tremblingly, his throat was hot, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, dyeing the monk's clothes in front of him red. He only felt that Venus flashed in front of him, and his whole body was in sharp pain, and the tingling sensation was getting closer and closer to his heart.

He forced himself to calm down, and the corner of his eyes swept over Lin Jingyu, who fell to the ground unconscious, but saw that in the placket of his clothes, a colored centipede slowly crawled out, as big as a palm, and the most bizarre thing was that it had seven forks on its tail, as if it had seven tails. And each one is a different color, different, colorful, but beautiful with a bit of horror.

"Seven-tailed centipede!" exclaimed Pu Zhi.

Seven-tailed centipede!

Tang Xiu was also looking at the foreign object, this was an extremely famous murderous object, and Pu Zhi and Dao Xuan Zhenren, the head of Qingyun Sect, had all suffered its losses.