"This man is really amazing!" Xiao Guang said calmly.

"The immortals of the heavenly realm are naturally extraordinary." The prison on the side.

"Why did they come to find the Eight Desolation Monuments?"

"Chen once heard a rumor that the Eight Desolation Monuments were actually not in the human world, and later fell from the heavenly realm to the human world for some reason, and it also opened a grand event of cultivation." The prison is like the Word.

"So they're looking for the lost treasures, will they come back to earth?"

"Your Majesty, it's time again."

At this time, the man in armor fled the capital with the Eight Desolation Monuments.

Behind him, the people of Tianfeng Pavilion tracked down his whereabouts through various means,

Thousands of miles away, in the mountains,

Wang Zhe was practicing, and the two Eight Desolate Monuments in the cave suddenly trembled,

Well, what's going on?

He exerted his magical power and covered the Eight Desolation Monuments, and the tremor stopped.

Hundreds of miles away, in the middle of the air,

The man with the stomach who felt the feeling of the Eight Desolation Monument on his body was stunned for a while.

In fact, there is a wonderful use of the Eight Desolation Monuments, that is, the different Eight Desolation Monuments will be sensed within a certain distance, but they need to be triggered by a special method.

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"There are other Eight Desolation Monuments here!"

"Don't worry, let's find a place to heal the wound first."

Although he looked extremely brave in the capital, defeating a group of monks in the capital in a row, in fact, he was already at the end of the crossbow.

Originally, he was injured in the battle with the monks in the northern Xinjiang royal city.

rushed to the capital in one go, hoping to go to the next city, which can be regarded as a gain.

When he first came out of the heavenly realm, when his official momentum was at its peak, he entered the capital, and his momentum had already declined, and at this time it was even more declining.

The so-called one drum and then decline and three exhaustion,

The end of the strong crossbow can't wear Lu Min, so now you should find a place to cultivate.

So he found a place to hide in the thousands of miles of Qinchuan.

A master of a fairyland cultivation, if you want to hide yourself, it is not too easy.

A kind of monk from the capital suddenly found that the man they were chasing was lost, and no matter what means they used, they could not detect his trace.

They had no choice but to send someone back to the capital to ask the prison for help.

But even if the supervisor used the "Tianjian Mirror", he only saw the vast mountains.

"That person has a magic weapon to cover his own qi, not to mention that the Eight Desolation Monuments are originally supreme treasures, maybe they can disturb the heavenly machine itself, and I have nothing to do." The supervisor shook his head.

"Judging from what the Celestial Mirror shows, he should have disappeared into the vast mountains in the end."

"Mountains, what mountains?" The deputy pavilion master of the Tianfeng Pavilion hurriedly asked.

The prisoner of the Qin Heavenly Prison shook his head.

"Where you ended up chasing, you might as well start with the nearest peak."

Thousands of miles of Qinchuan, the cold air hit, and it also brought the first snow after winter.

Rifle squatted outside, yawning boredly,

Dango squatted on the treetops, as if in contemplation,

In the cave, Wang Zhe sat cross-legged, his sword was sideways in front of him, and there was a five-colored divine light circulating in his hand.

In front of me is a mirror broken in half,

These days, he suddenly felt something in his heart, seemed to have an understanding, and thought about how to use the innate five elements to perform the sealing technique.

Among the books he received from various places, there were also some records of sealing.

The so-called seal can be understood as the use of supernatural powers such as spells, formations, magic weapons, and charms to suppress demons, enemies, evil soldiers, etc.

so that the oppressed cannot move, unable to exert their power,

For example, Sun Wukong, who has been suppressed for 500 years, was sealed by the Buddha with a six-character mantra and a five-element mountain.

Create an enclosed space first,

Wang Zhe raised his hand and moved, and the soil and stones on the ground shattered, floating up to wrap the shattered mirror, and then slowly compressed.

Under the blessing of the innate earth supernatural powers, these broken earth and stones were squeezed very hard, and the gaps between them were constantly becoming shallower, and the edges and corners were grinding off.

Slowly turned into a glorious stone, without the slightest crack,

The next moment, a strange formation appeared on the stone, and the five charms formed a closed loop, cutting off all connections between this stone and the outside world.

"No, no, it's still a little bit of something." He looked at the stone in his hand.

"I'll have to think again."

At the foot of the continuous mountains, the monks of the Tianfeng Pavilion who came all the way from the capital looked at the endless mountains in front of them.

This is the Qianli Qinchuan, the barrier in Guanzhong.

They also knew very well that there were no known number of monks hiding and practicing in this mountain.

If this is to search the mountain, it will inevitably disturb them, and it will also disperse the power of the Heavenly Feng Pavilion.

They had seen the horror of the monk, and they were not able to defeat them when they got together, and he ran away from the capital. If you meet him alone, I'm afraid that it will be more than lucky.

You have to behave well in front of the emperor, but now you are outside, and no one is watching.

Just when everyone was hesitating, the internal guard of the Hundred Cavalry Division rushed over from behind.

After some discussion, the deputy pavilion master of the Tianfeng Pavilion and the deputy commander of the internal guard of the Hundred Cavalry Division decided that the internal guard of the Hundred Cavalry Division would first discharge the Golden Winged Wither for inspection.

After all, this is Qianli Qinchuan, and I don't know how long it will take to find it just by relying on people to find it.

After the golden-winged withered found the monks in the mountain, they went to confirm and investigate one by one.

At the same time, they have to keep an eye out for other directions, and they may escape from the mountain at any time.

Once settled, they sent out ten golden-winged withers to search the mountains.

Most of them chose a few places and settled on the outskirts of Qinchuan.

Goldwings flew into the air, searching the mountains.

On this day, Wang Zhe practiced in the mountains.

Laifu outside suddenly heard something and stood up and looked up at the sky.

It didn't take long to see the ball falling from the sky, and there was still a golden winged wither in its claws, and the golden-winged withered was still struggling, but it didn't look like it had much strength.

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This dog and an eagle are communicating.

After a while, Wang Zhe, who came out of the cave, saw the dead golden-winged withered on the ground. Then he looked up at the sky.

"Golden-winged, the internal guard of the Hundred Horsemen Division is in the mountains, what are they looking for?"

After a day, the internal guards of the Hundred Horsemen Division outside the mountain found that three of the golden wings entering the mountain were missing.

The one who flew back brought back some news, there were traces of the monk's activity in the mountain, and the next thing to do was to confirm whether it was the person they were looking for.

The Heavenly Pavilion and the monks of the Hundred Horsemen entered the mountain together.

The first place to be identified was a bamboo hut in the mountains, and the monks in it were very surprised to see them, and they were very cooperative when they heard their intentions.

The whole process went smoothly and there were no accidents.

But when we got to the second place, something went wrong.

This is an ancient temple deep in the mountains.

There was a monk living inside, and when they went in, they happened to meet the monk eating.

The monk was eating meat, and it was not an ordinary person, it was human flesh, and he was holding one arm to eat Zhengxiang.

The Buddha sits on a lotus throne high on the throne.

He was under the statue of the Buddha, lighting a fire and roasting human flesh to eat, and it was obvious that he was enjoying it very much.

I was stunned when I saw the person who broke in.

"Amitabha, how many donors should you try it?" He raised the human flesh in his hand and smiled at several people.

"Kill him!" A hundred horsemen internal guard said coldly.

"Great Compassion Buddha's Hand!"

The monk suddenly raised his hand and slapped his palm, preemptively attacking.

With a bang, the internal guards of the two hundred horsemen were directly shot out, and the roof of the temple was directly lifted off.

Suddenly, the sword and sword, the fire dragon roared and filial piety, but in an instant, the entire temple was razed to ruins.

After a battle, in the open space in front of the temple, the bluestone shattered, the thick Bodhi tree fell down, and the soil under the tree was full of white bones.

The man-eating monk stood in the courtyard,

One arm was cut off, the other was burned to ashes, a long cut in the abdomen, and intestines flowed out.

His right leg was missing below the knee, bone stubble could be seen, and his head was only half left, the wound flush, as if it had been cut off by a sword.

It was such a person who was still standing, and he did not fall, but stood on the only remaining left leg.

In order to kill this man-eating monk, two of the internal guards of the Hundred Horsemen Division on their side died, and two of them were seriously injured by the offerings of the Tianfeng Pavilion.

The rest of the people didn't look good

It's just the first battle, and it's not that guy yet.

God knows how many such monks there are in this Qin Chuan?

How many more people would they have to die before they could find that person.

In this way, the golden-winged wither will hover over this Qinchuan every day, and it will bring them news,

They also entered the mountains every day, and in three days, they successively explored the eleven monks in Qinchuan and fought with six of them.

Although these six monks were eventually killed by them, they also paid a heavy price.

One of the top of the first grade, two of the second grade masters, died forever in the mountains.

And the person they were looking for has not yet been found.

The weather is getting colder and colder in winter,

The weather was nothing to them as friars, of course, but it was somewhat similar to their mood.

They were tired, and their hearts were a little cold.

At the foot of the mountain, in a wooden house, there is a bonfire, and the master and apprentice are two.

"Master, when are we going back?" The disciple asked softly.

"Go back, where to go?"

"Back in the mountains, I miss the old tree a little." The disciple looked out the window.

"Senior brother often mentions it to me."

His senior brother is gone, and he died in a fight yesterday.

By the campfire, the Master stared at the dancing flames.

"Want to go back?"

"Yes." The disciple raised his head and stared at his master, nodding vigorously.

"Come on, only our master and apprentice will know about this."

"Disciple understands."

In the mountains, the cold wind seems to be slightly lighter than outside, but the weather is also quite cold.

In such weather, a man dressed in a tattered cotton coat and carrying a firewood knife pinned to his waist went into the mountains.

He had been in the mountains for five or six days, exhausted, and he was looking for a fairy grass, a fairy grass that was said to bring the dead back to life, to treat his mother, who was seriously ill.

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Suddenly, a gust of wind came from the mountain pass, and he slipped under his feet, rolled down the mountain, and passed out.

After a while, a spirit beast shaped like a lion appeared in front of him.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying under a tree full of purple peaches.

"It's winter, how can there be mountain peaches in the mountains?" Thinking he was dazzled, he rubbed his eyes vigorously to make sure that what he was looking at was real.

"You're awake." A young man in a gray robe stood in front of him.

The young man looked unremarkable, but in such a cold weather, he was wearing only a thin shirt, and his eyes were bright and deep.

"You, you are a god in the mountains?" The middle-aged man looked at Wang Zhe, who was holding a scroll of scriptures in his hand. I thought of those legends that I had heard in the village.

There are immortals in the thousands of miles of Qinchuan, but they are hundreds of years old but they are like young people, and there is no supreme magic method, they can open mountains and crack the earth, and bring the dead back to life.

"It's just a mountain monk." Wang Zhe said with a smile.

"What are you doing in this deep mountain on this cold day?"

"Come to find fairy grass to treat my mother, and ask the gods to save my mother, I am willing to be a cow and a horse to repay!" The middle-aged man who came back to his senses got up and was about to kneel down and kowtow to Wang Zhe.

But I found that I couldn't get down on my knees no matter what.

"How many days have you been walking in the mountains?" Wang Zhe looked at the man's ragged clothes and wounds all over his body, obviously this journey was not easy.

"I walked for more than six days, and I was almost eaten by wild beasts several times." The man was weak.

"What's wrong with your mother?"

"Corpse."

After the man's description, Wang Zhe felt that what he was talking about should be tuberculosis.

This disease was difficult to cure in this era, and certainly not difficult for monks who were proficient in the art of medicine.

"I will give you a pill for your filial piety, you can go down the mountain." Wang Zhe took out a pill to heal injuries and get rid of diseases.

"Fortune, send him home."

Wang Zhe shook his hand, and a breath crossed into his body, dispelling the cold and tiredness that invaded his body, and also healing the external injuries on his body.

After hearing this, Laifu on the side continued to grow in size under the man's shocked gaze, and finally became bigger and more powerful than a lion.

Then he opened his mouth and threw the man in a daze on his back.

"Thank you, gods!"

After the man said this, he did not dare to speak again, and he found that he had already flown up.

The man was lying tightly on the pill, holding Laifu, only to hear the wind whistling in his ears, the cold wind was like a knife, and he couldn't open his eyes at all.

Laifu took him down the mountain regardless of his immediate efforts, and after only half a day's effort, he went out of the deep mountain, came to the outside of the mountain, and sent him back to the mountain village.

The people of the village were stunned when they saw the lion-like blessing.

"Youkai, youkai!" One by one, they fled in all directions.

Rifle put the man down, but the man was still dumbfounded,

Laifu let out a low roar, and then he came back to his senses, trembled twice, looked around, and found that he had returned to the mountain village.

"This, this ......"

Laifu turned around and left, jumped out of the mountain village at once, sank into the forest twice, and disappeared.

"Thank you!" The man kowtowed to the mountain peak where Wang Zhe was.