Song Xing looked at the figure of the old monk, and a look of doubt appeared between his eyebrows, and he always felt that the figure of the old monk was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

When I looked intently, I saw that the old monk was thin and old, and the shadow of the bridge corridor on the west side of the main hall was sprinkled down, covering half of his cheeks under the tattered monk's hat.

But the eyes under the shadow were unusually clear, without the slightest cloudiness.

Xu Xian looked at this old monk and suddenly felt a sense of closeness, as if he should have belonged here.

And when the old monk stepped out of the shadows, Song Xing's heart was shocked, and he actually saw a face that looked like Chu Luozhao in front of him.

The old monk stopped seven zhang away from Song Xing, he looked up at Song Xing, showed a familiar smile, and then gently waved his right hand and recited Sanskrit: "Nan Wu Amitabha." ”

This Buddha horn is like a bell hitting, melodious and loud.

Looking at that familiar face, Song Xing's eyes suddenly turned murderous, Fang Tian's halberd raised his hand and slashed out a sharp slash, roaring and rushing towards the old monk who looked like Chu Luozhao.

The old monk's face was still kind, and he slowly raised his left arm as he watched Fang Tian's halberd slash and kill.

In an instant, a gust of wind blew out of thin air around the old monk, and the sleeves of his clothes were blown by the wind, and the tattered monk's robes also swelled.

Fang Tian's halberd slashed the old monk's left arm, and the old monk's smile twisted in the air a few times, and then instantly turned to ashes, one after another, floating all over the ground.

The sky, which had originally had a glimmer of light, suddenly became dull, and a strong haze shrouded the sky, exuding a very oppressive feeling.

The overcast night gives people a feeling of suffocation.

At this time, the bright light pierced the pitch-black sky and illuminated the entire Lanruo Temple.

Song Xing looked up at the position where the old monk had disappeared, the Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand was shining brightly, and in the open space where the light shone, a skeleton stood there quietly, motionless.

The skeleton is wearing a monk's robe, a monk's hat, a string of Bodhi beads hanging from its wrist, and its body is as shriveled as wood, exactly the same as the old monk's dress before.

The old monk suddenly appeared and died suddenly, leaving an extremely strong visual deterrent effect on everyone present.

Xu Xian was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and muttered to himself: "Ghost thing? ”

Song Xing's eyes seemed to be wide, his divine sense poked out, looked at the skeleton, and said, "It's a demon." ”

"Taiping Huanyu Ji", there are strange ghosts in Liangdi Liqiu, and they are good at people.

It has no solid shape, white hair hangs down the waist, swims on the green luan, eats meat and lives, swallows water but is not full, it is a kind of demon and ghost who is good at changing.

"This is a ghost, good at change, manipulating people's hearts, and ordinary attacks can't hurt him."

Song Xing's voice fell, and a golden light passed in front of his forehead, and the huge spiritual power was condensed into a magic sword, slashing towards the demon who dared to conjure Chu Luo's appearance and touch the taboo in his heart.

When the golden light came, the demon who was originally standing there suddenly anthropomorphized with a frightened expression on his skeleton-like face, and his body twisted and was about to escape into the ground.

The speed of the ghost is not fast, but the speed of Song Xing's magic sword is even faster, piercing through the void and directly nailing it to the original place, and it is difficult to escape.

The ghost was nailed by the magic sword, and seeing that he couldn't escape, he screamed, his body changed again, and Song Xing's eyes flickered, and the long sword nailed it was Chu Luozhao, who was already dying.

"Song Xing, how dare you kill me?" Chu Luozhao, who was changing, raised his head, and the question in his eyes hit Song Xing's heart.

Song Xing looked at the extremely familiar face that had lived together for five years, both master and father, and his indifferent eyes finally relaxed.

But in an instant, he was replaced by firmness, he stared coldly at that face, and coldly spat out a word: "Death!" ”

"Stop, mercy!"

There was a loud shout outside Lanruo Temple, but it failed to make Song Xing's magic sword stop for half a minute, the sword light flashed, and the ghost was killed on the spot by the powerful Taoist mana on the magic sword, and the real ashes disappeared and turned into a puff of flying ashes.

At the moment when the ghost died, a figure had already turned over outside the wall of Lanruo Temple, and the weapon in his hand crackled towards Song Xing with a strong wind.

Song Xing didn't even look at anyone, the vast and majestic qi rose from his body, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand trembled out.

Fang Tian's painting halberd brought out a terrifying wind pressure and smashed heavily on the attacking blade.

The sound of gold and iron exploded, sparks shot out, and a strong air flow burst out at the place where the blades collided, Song Xing did not move at all, standing with a halberd, but the person on the opposite side staggered back a long way, and the corners of his mouth were even shocked and bleeding.

"Stop, Zen Master Baiyun, your own people!"

Seeing that Song Xing's eyebrows were raised, Fang Tian's halberd came with a momentum that collapsed the heavens, and the man who had just fought with Song Xing had a pair of upside-down eyebrows, raised cheekbones, and a fleshy mole on his forehead and shouted in some panic.

】

"Amitabha, Lord Song, this is not a demon, please stop."

Zen Master Baiyun seemed to recognize the identity of the person, so he opened his mouth to stop him.

The 10,000-pound Fang Tian Painting Halberd, the wind pressure driven by the swing of it cut out the cracks in the ground, but in Song Xing's hands, it was also like an arm and a finger, and it was easy to retract and release.

When Zen Master Baiyun's words fell, Fang Tian's halberd also returned to Song Xing's side.

Turning his head to look at Zen Master Baiyun, Song Xing didn't say much, and walked to Xu Xian's side.

Although Lu Dongbin seemed to know this Baiyun Zen Master, Song Xing always maintained a faint vigilance against this old monk, and had no intention of communicating, after all, he had not forgotten how he came to this world.

If there are believers in the Great Day, then there is a chance that they will be Buddhists, although Zen Master Baiyun has not yet shown hostility, but in this strange world, Song Xing does not dare to easily believe in any Buddhist people.

Seeing that Song Xing didn't make a move, the man breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked quickly to Bai Yun's side and hugged his fists and said, "Meishan White Dragon Horse, meet Zen Master Baiyun." ”

Bai Yun returned the salute: "Lord Bai is far away in Meishan, why is he here today." ”

As an elder of the Pure Land Sect, Bai Yun entered the red dust when he was young and became acquainted with many fellow practitioners, the current head of the Meishan Bai family, is Bai Yun's former old friend, and the two met because of a ghost-hunting incident.

There are many sects of cultivation in this world, but when it comes to the sects that specialize in catching ghosts, the most famous is Maoshan, and other Taoist sects such as Sanqing, Quanzhen, Wudang, Zhengyi, and Laoshan also have their own means and methods.

When it comes to folk families, Li, Shi, Zhang, and Bai are the four more famous ghost-hunting families.

The Li family claims to be the branch of Laozi Li Er, which belongs to the same vein as the current Tang Dynasty royal family, and the descendants are mainly in Henan, and the ghost hunting seal is more powerful in medicine and alchemy.

According to legend, the Shi family is the descendant of Taishan Shi Dang, living in the area of Mount Tai in Shandong, in addition to catching ghosts, the astronomical stars are also more studied, and the ancestral "Hun Tian Tu" is rumored to have incredible great mana.

The Zhang family is after Zhang Daoling, and most of the descendants are Taoist priests, based in Qingcheng Mountain, and they are good at catching ghosts in addition to cultivating immortals.

And the Meishan Bai family is the descendant of the Warring States Bai Gui, the Bai family is not so much a ghost hunt as a ghost, good at driving ghosts, Bai Gui is known as the ancestor of Shang, the famous five ghosts fortune array was invented by him.

And Bai Longju is the younger brother of the contemporary head of the Bai family.

The mana fluctuations that came from the white dragon horse, Baiyun Zen Master guessed that the ghost just now should be controlled by him, but he didn't expect to die in the hands of Song Xing.