Today is the fifth day that Ye Kui and Li Hua have stayed in Luo Yicheng to record their hearts.

From outside the city, a hazy wet mist and a drizzle immersed Luo Yicheng in a sea of white mist.

Downstairs in Luxinzhai, Wu Jiongqu is separating from Ye Kui and Li Hua, and Wu Jiongqu's realm of Wu Zhai's master has also reached the level of Qi cultivation.

If Wu Jiongqu continued to cultivate, even if he couldn't reach a high level, he could at least achieve the fifth or sixth level of Qi cultivation was not a problem, and he should be able to live for thirty more years.

The next time Ye Kui and Wu Jiongqu meet, they may see Wu Zhaizhu in his thirties.

Wu Jiong said reluctantly:

"Ye Daoyou, worthy of being a god, in just three days, not only solved the problem that had plagued the old man for almost thirty years, but also read all the cultivation books in the old man's heart.

If you knew this, the old man should have collected more cultivation books, and the changes in your realm are also surprising to the old man. ”

"First of all, thank you Lord Wu Zhai for allowing me and Li Daoyou to borrow cultivation books in Luxinzhai, what I am doing is just an equivalent exchange, as for my realm, I am ashamed to say that I have recovered by chance, it is not worth mentioning."

"Most of the cultivation books in Lu Xinzhai are not on the table, if some can be useful to you, the old man will be content, and if it can help you restore your realm, it can be regarded as a waste of time for the old man to collect these miscellaneous books.

Say goodbye today, I don't know when we will be able to meet, Ye Daoyou, if you have the opportunity to come to Luo Yicheng again, you must come to Luxinzhai to find the old man to catch up with the old man. ”

"Lord Wu Zhai, it will be like this, cherish."

"Ye Daoyou, cherish."

Ye Kui, Li Hua and Wu Jiongqu leaned over each other and left Lu Xinzhai with two oil-paper umbrellas, walked through the street, and walked out of the city gate of Luo Yicheng.

After walking for almost two hours, Ye Kui and Li Hua walked to a small wooden pavilion built in a bamboo forest and sat down to rest.

"Ye Gongzi, Li Hua didn't pay attention yesterday, your realm has actually reached the Pulse Building Mirror."

"After clearing the obstacles, you just pushed the boat down the river, Li Hua, although you haven't had any more headaches in the past three days, you can't take it lightly, and if it happens again, you can't secretly endure it."

"Li Hua knows."

At this time, Ye Kui turned his head to look at the depths of the bamboo forest outside the small wooden pavilion.

"Ye Gongzi, what's wrong?"

"Hospitable people send each other."

After a while, a sixfold monk of the Vein Building Realm came from the depths of the bamboo forest.

Ye Kui remembered very well the style of clothes worn by this monk, although the monk who was looking up at the downstairs of Luxinzhai at that time was not him, but the clothes he was wearing were all in this style.

Unlike the previous monk, this monk's face was normal, and he was carrying three pennant of different colors behind him, each of which was damaged to varying degrees.

The monk with the short flag on his back stopped when he walked more than twenty steps away from the steps of the small wooden pavilion, but his eyes were still wandering between Ye Kui and Li Hua, and then he said:

"Two Taoist friends, can you have a good time in Luo Yicheng?"

Li Hua, who was wearing a hat veil, didn't say anything, only Ye Kui responded kindly after hearing it:

"Fortunately, thanks to the care of Taoist friends, now my body and mind are a lot more comfortable, dare to ask Taoist friends all the way to each other, what is the matter?"

"Okay, this is also a quick death, Cao Xin is also acting on orders, rather than waiting for the other senior brothers of the Red Grievance Sect, it is better to enjoy the pleasure of taking your life alone in the next person, and by the way, sacrifice the Eight Grievance Banner in the hand!"

With that, the monk named Cao Xin drew out one of the three short red flags behind him with his right hand, and then waved it in a certain trajectory, while reciting in his mouth:

"The eight hardships of life are the eight grievances, and the grievances are gone!"

The red pennant was damaged a little more, and countless tiny weeping red resentful spirits drilled out of the red pennant, turning into a huge mass of weeping red resentful spirits the size of several carriages, and attacked towards the small wooden pavilion where Ye Kui and Li Hua were.

Ye Kui was a little depressed, he hadn't heard of this Red Grievance Gate, why was he suddenly chased and killed by them?

Li Hua on the side saw the huge red crying resentment rushing from the opposite side, and immediately raised her right hand, her five fingers were spread and her palms were facing down, and spider silk spurted out from between her fingers like a spring.

The small wooden pavilion where Ye Kui and Li Hua were located was immediately partially smashed by spider silk, and the white spider silk in the sky was like a hundred wild horses that broke away from the oncoming huge red crying resentment.

On the opposite side, the flag of the red triangular short flag held by Cao Xin, a disciple of the Red Grievance Sect, was directly broken and broken into three petals, Cao Xin looked at the tattered flag in his hand, and couldn't help clenching his fists and gritting his teeth.

Cao Xin said angrily:

"Damn, you fivefold monk of the Vein-Building Realm! What kind of trick is this, why is it so similar, ah, this demonic energy, it turns out that you are a demon cultivator.

It's no wonder that these red resentful souls have such a low resistance to your spells, after all, these are all resentments that are tempered by the accumulation of one of the eight sufferings of life.

Stained stains, one is a monk with a heavy pulse building mirror, and the other is a demon cultivator with a five-fold pulse building mirror, an embarrassed thing, let me be a good person in the next day, and do the right thing for the sky, hahaha. ”

Ye Kui on the other side didn't take Cao Xin in his eyes at all, but he felt that the spell cast by Cao Xin made him a little uncomfortable when he approached:

"There's something sinister about this spell."

And Li Hua is the same, although the monk on the other side is a little higher than himself, but the spell he casts is like a paper tiger, which is useless.

What Li Hua cared about was the fact that the other side still recognized himself as a demon after all, Li Hua thought in her heart:

"It seems that only when I don't cast a spell will I be able to see by the monk that I am a demon cultivator."

At this time, Cao Xin, who was on the opposite side, deliberately threw the broken red flag on the ground behind him, and took out the last two orange flags and yellow flags and waved them again, while shouting in his mouth:

"The eight hardships of life are the eight grievances, the old grievances, the sick grievances, go!"

Two huge groups of weeping spirits then came out of the flag, one orange and one yellow, and the orange and yellow flags then cracked a little, and the orange and yellow weeping spirits flew separately from the left and right towards the small wooden pavilion that was mostly damaged.

Seeing this, Li Hua immediately lowered her arms, hundreds of slender spider silks emerging from the palms of her left and right were entwined, Li Hua looked at the two groups of crying and resentful souls rushing on the opposite side and said:

"Same trick."

Two extremely long white whips were thrown out and struck at the orange and yellow weeping ghosts, but this time the orange and yellow weeping spirits were not as fragile as the previous red weeping ghosts.

After the two white long whips hit the opposite side, they were directly bitten by the two groups of weeping resentful spirits, and just when Li Hua wanted to pull the whip back hard, Cao Xin outside the small wooden pavilion waved the short flag in his hand again, and the two groups of weeping and resentful souls violently pulled Li Hua back.

黎花 says:

"These two things are a little more powerful than the previous ones."

Fortunately, Li Hua let go of the hand holding the whip in time and was not pulled over, but the long white whip made of two spider silks was swallowed directly into her mouth by the two weeping and resentful souls of orange and yellow.

Seeing that the opposite side seemed to be invincible, Cao Xin said again:

"Demon cultivator, don't be obediently tied up!"

The weeping spirits like two mad dogs pounced left and right again, directly destroying all the broken wooden pavilions, and then the two groups of weeping ghosts stayed on the ground that had been knocked into the sunken.

At this time, Ye Kui had already jumped into the distance, but Li Hua was standing quietly like a butterfly on a spider silk hanging above the weeping resentful soul.

When the two groups of weeping ghosts were about to act again, Li Hua raised a five-fingered open arm and made a grasping motion at the two groups of orange and yellow weeping ghosts below, and said in his mouth at the same time:

"Break up."

Countless spider silks suddenly poured out of the ground, entangling the two weeping and resentful souls, and at the same time, the spider silk continued to shrink, as if to squeeze the two weeping and resentful souls apart.

Feeling that the victory was in hand, Li Hua turned her head to look at the monk who was manipulating the weeping spirit, and at the same time was about to raise her other hand to the monk.

"You're the next monk."

However, the red crying resentful soul that had been dispersed before actually bit Li Hua from behind with his mouth open, and Li Hua, who couldn't react, panicked, and the whole person fell off the spider silk.

Seeing this, Cao Xin, who was in the distance, began to wave the three short flags in his hand again, and the three groups of weeping and resentful spirits immediately opened their mouths and bit Li Hua who fell from the ground and the air.