Thousands of miles away in the Shenjing City, in an abandoned Fengling Temple.

A circular portal opened, and the mist walked out with a beautiful figure on his back, and a centipede crawled down his robe.

"This is the second time you've used the Thousand Miles Realm." In the Fengling Temple, in addition to the treacherous fog, there are several other people, wearing the unique costumes of the treacherous mountains, the demons and monsters embroidered on the chest are different, one of them is more special, he looks like a Buddha, wearing a bright yellow robe, his lips are purple, and the left and right sides of the huge wind ear are pierced with three holes with iron rings, it is he who spoke and asked: "What happened?" ”

Wei Wu looked at everyone present, and instead of seeing a familiar figure, he asked, "What about Master Qin?" ”

The monk replied, "I went to talk to the gods about the conditions of Henan Province." ”

Hearing this, Wei Wu said lightly: "Zheng Yang took out the Great Jin Dynasty's Zhenguo artifact - Shanhe Society Jitu, I and the centipede are not his opponents, and I escaped after nine deaths." ”

The monk was silent, he knew the strength of the mist and the centipede, not under him, who could force them to flee back in such embarrassment, except for the Xuanwu who was looking for the world in the Great Jin, I am afraid that only the few Zhenguo artifacts in the Great Jin could do it. ”

"How are the things that Master Qin has told you to do?" Another member of the Strange Mountains asked again.

Wei Wu sat down cross-legged, "According to Master Qin's instructions, the two god statues have accumulated enough resentment to be put into use in Henan Dao, as for the cultists of the Evil God Sect, according to the plan, they should have been arrested in the Jokhang Temple Heavenly Prison." ”

Both things were done very properly, and everyone in the Strange Mountain nodded one after another, looking at the woman brought back by the Strange Mist, and just wanted to ask a question, they all saw the clue, and then stopped talking.

Misty smiled bitterly, "Don't pretend not to see it, as you know, this woman should be the reincarnation of the gods who left in this world through special means, and I happened to meet her on the way to escape, so I brought her back along the way." ”

"You've brought back a lot of trouble." The monk said with a smile: "Okay, let the poor monk enlighten her." ”

"Don't you wait for Master Qin to come back?" The mist frowned.

"It will be this arrangement for Master Qin to come back, although it is dangerous, but it is also a good opportunity." As he spoke, the Zhaofeng'er monk looked at the other members of the Strange Mountain.

After gaining the support of most of the members of the Tricky Mountain, the monk pointed his finger on the woman's forehead, and a red lotus flower opened, carrying a warm spirit yuan, and wandered all over the woman's body.

In the Fengling Temple, everyone was watching how the monk Zhaofeng'er ignited the reincarnation of the gods, and the centipede, which had lost its body, climbed along a red pillar and was intercepted by a hand.

It was a tall man, and he poked the centipede's head and sneered, "Little centipede, what's going on?" Out of a trip to the defeat of the body, when you fully recover, I'm afraid it will take a year and a half. ”

The centipede propped up its front body, expressing its anger.

"The sample is still not convinced!" The man flicked lightly on the centipede's head, and the centipede was suddenly bounced with gold stars and bit the man's hand in annoyance.

Hiss! The man gasped in pain and waved his hand to shake the centipede down, but the hundred-legged with strong adsorption seemed to be fixed on him, and no matter how the man waved his arm, he refused to fall.

No one paid attention to the fight between the two, and when he saw the woman waking up quietly, the monk smiled: "It's done!" ”

"Who are you?" Yuan Weiyang's eyes were chaotic, and his originally soft voice became cold, as if it was from the Nine Shadows.

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Shenjing City, Jokhang Temple.

In the dark and deep dungeon, the evil cultivators from all over the world, the place where the demons are imprisoned, is gray, cold and damp all the year round, and the air is filled with a stench of corruption.

When a glimmer of light shone in, there was a commotion in the dungeon, and strange laughter came one after another.

"Someone's coming, someone's coming, ahahaha."

"What kind of demon can be imprisoned in the same dungeon as this Heavenly Monarch."

"Eyeless, do you think you're good again? Do you dare to fight this king for 300 rounds? ”

In a dark corner, a man covered in purple and shirtless, with eyes on his chest, wanted to go out and tear the mouth of the person who spoke, but he was afraid of the Buddhist suppression scriptures written everywhere in the dungeon, so he had to endure this evil breath.

Listening to the noisy noise inside, Zheng Yang and several Jokhang Temple Buddhas walked in with Kul in their arms.

It stands to reason that Kuer was captured by the Tsing Yi Division and should be imprisoned in the Tsing Yi Division, but the Tsing Yi Division is too heavy in killing, from many aspects, the Jokhang Temple not only has the power of Buddhism, but also the Buddha's light and Buddha's voice shines on the demons every day, and there is no doubt that this is a better place to detain.

Jokhang Temple, Tsing Yi Division, and Heavenly Master's Mansion have always had clear functions and powers.

Jokhang Temple is responsible for many matters such as royal memorial services to the Buddha and refining weapons, while the Tsing Yi Division is responsible for the world's demons, in contrast, the Heavenly Master's Mansion is more like a research and development institution, developing new spells, pills, and talismans for use.

It's just that over the years, there have been frequent demon troubles, and the three major institutions have formed a state of mutual support, and the demons are imprisoned in the Jokhang Temple, largely because the prison of the Tsing Yi Division can no longer contain more demons.

"There's a little white face, why don't you lock him up with me." Lewd laughter erupted from one of the dungeons.

Kuhl's body was bound by Tsing Yi's red rope, and he looked at the dungeon with a warm smile.

"Yo, he smiled at him! It seems that he is a good master. ”

The cultivator imprisoned in the dungeon was not afraid of Kuhl at all, and his laughter became more and more satisfying.

Zheng Yang said coldly: "For nearly a hundred years, the Buddha of the Jokhang Temple has not washed away the evil thoughts, which is really a serious sin!" ”

"Hey, hey, Zheng Yang, you slaughtered more than 400 members of my clan, why don't you let the Buddha come and wash you." There was a sound of laughter from another dungeon, "If one day, Lao Tzu will be the first to go out, he will peel you and cramp you, and drop it on the gate of Shenjing City, so that the people of the world can take a good look at your heart, liver, spleen and lungs!" ”

"Your people take pleasure in eating people, let alone three hundred people, even if it is six hundred old people, it is still slaughtered!" Zheng Yang exuded a terrifying coercion and said lightly: "If it weren't for the existence of the Calamity Dao Master, would you still be able to survive until now?" ”

Feeling the coercion exuded by Zheng Yang, the dungeon suddenly became a lot quieter.

After locking Kul in a dungeon, Zheng Yang left with the Buddha who had come down with him, after the Buddhist scriptures carved into the dungeon were magnificent, indicating that the man did not have the ability to flee from here.

The door of the dungeon was closed again, and there was a noise in the dungeon, as if it had been dark for too long, and they were particularly excited to see a new person come in.

"Dog offal, accompanied by the emperor all the year round, relying on the dragon's qi, the cultivation is getting stronger and stronger, and Lao Tzu may not be able to beat him after he goes out."

"Red copper, you can save it, it's not me who said, I'm afraid that all the people in the dungeon can't do this eggless goods."

"But as long as Lao Tzu's magic weapon is still in his hand, it is still unknown who will kill the deer!" There are demons in the dungeon who are not convinced.

"Lao Tzu just wants to eat people, eat people, and I've forgotten the taste of human flesh for too long." A demon muttered: "I still ate a girl with fine skin and tender meat a hundred years ago, tsk, the taste is really amazing, especially when she saw me gnawing on her internal organs, the despair and fear she exuded were simply a great supplement." ”

As the saying goes, the gathering place of evil in the world is full of evil ghosts, and as far as the eye can see, there are fox ghosts, mountain ghosts, water ghosts, small ghosts, beast ghosts, and instrument ghosts......

It's hard to count!

The Buddha's light is long, and the dungeon is seven feet in circumference.

Hundreds of ghosts walk at night, and the demonic spirit is soaring.

Kull sat in the shadows, smiling kindly, his mind already communicating with the human head hidden deep in the dungeon.

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Under the green bamboo forest, Shen Ning buried Lu Quan's body with his own hands.

Behind him, there were some other disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion who were good friends with Lu Xuan, and looking at another "relative" who was often buried here, the pain in his heart could be imagined, and the sad atmosphere permeated everyone.

Zifu Lingyue did not return to the Tsing Yi Division, and she was also among the people who paid tribute, in a sense, she needed to be grateful for Lu Quan's death.

"Senior brother." A young child in the crowd was crying.

His name is Lu Yan is Lu Quan's junior brother, and he follows Lu Jian to practice the art of talisman on weekdays, and the relationship between the two is very good.

Lu Yan originally cried very quietly, but as the memories kept flickering in his mind, the crying became louder and louder, and he sobbed and placed a few talismans in front of Lu Yan's grave, "Senior brother, the talisman you asked Xiao Yan'er to draw before leaving, Xiao Yan'er has drawn it, senior brother, Xiao Yan'er is really reluctant to you, senior brother." ”

Lu Yan's crying was sincere, and the disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion present were infected by his emotions, some people didn't overdo it, and some people had red eyes.

Although Lu Jian is serious and rigid on weekdays, he takes meticulous care of his brothers and sisters, and many people go out to deal with demon troubles, and they will ask Lu Jian to help write the required talismans.

Without him, Lu Jian will do his best to prepare for his brothers, and sometimes he will spontaneously go with his brothers who are not strong enough to deal with the demon trouble.

For most of the disciples of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, Lu Jian was more like an elder brother-like existence.

When the sad aura subsided slightly, Shen Ning suppressed the mood in his heart and recited the sacrificial words:

"The cold comes and the summer, the spring, autumn and summer, and the column is often accompanied by you. The wind eats the autumn leaves, and I see the frost and snow, and I don't hear my brother's eagerness. Several classmates, accompanied by a hundred years, proud to see my brother eliminate evil spirits, calm demons, and be high-spirited to level the world! Painful, hateful ambition unpaid, Miryul and other empty sorrows....."

The sacrificial words are very long, and they are Shen Ning's feelings.

Listening to the sacrificial words, everyone seemed to see the figure left by Lu Jian in various parts of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, hiding their faces and sobbing countless times.

After the prayers, the people left items related to land pressure in front of the grave to comfort the deceased.

At dusk, under the auspices of the old and serious disciples, the people who refused to disperse gradually dispersed, Lu Quan's death may become another driving force for their cultivation in the future, but it will not be now, the strong sadness and sorrow will prevail for a short time, until one day it will be buried deep in the bottom of the heart and become the nourishment for the seeds to break through the ground and sprout.

There were many graves in the huge green bamboo forest, and Shen Ning sat in front of Lu Quan's grave in a daze, until Zifu Lingyue went and returned, and there was a trace of brilliance in his eyes.

Zi Fu Lingyue didn't say too much, and handed a jar of spirits in front of Shen Ning, who took the spirits, and he was immersed in grief, and drank a few sips, and the tears in his eyes couldn't help but slip down again after all.

Zifu Lingyue sat quietly beside him, without saying anything to comfort, she knew that Shen Ning was a person with great ambitions, and he would not be devastated by Lu Quan's death, let alone give up the ideal of pacifying the world for this reason.

He is a human being, but when it comes to the time when the accumulated emotions need to be vented, and at this time, it is excellent to only need someone to accompany him.

The wind rustled the leaves of the green bamboo forest, and the emerald green bamboo leaves fell in front of Shen Ning's eyes, as if sighing the passage of life, which made people sigh.

"When I was a child, because of the death of a lame, I couldn't solve the knot for a while, and I was full of hatred for the demon clan." Shen Ning drank the spirits, his eyes were clear, and when he reached this cultivation, he would no longer be drunk, but more of an emotional catharsis, "I often go to the restaurant outside the Heavenly Master's Mansion to get drunk, and every now and then, Senior Brother Lu will bring me back from the restaurant like a chicken cub, and then I will go again when I wake up the next day, and so on." Senior Brother Lu may be angry, one morning I got up and saw Senior Brother Lu guarding the door, he wanted to urge me to cultivate, there was no way, I had to practice seriously and hard according to his requirements, such days were repeated for a year, Senior Brother Lu no longer took care of me, my impetuous heart finally calmed down, and began to study magic, if it were not for him, I might become the first wine jar in the Heavenly Master's Mansion. ”

"He's a good brother." Zi Fu Lingyue commented.

"yes. He was so good that his master didn't want to come to his memorial. Shen Ning looked at the grave in a daze, "For Shizun, as long as you don't see Senior Brother Lu's grave, it probably means that he is still fighting with demons outside and hasn't come back yet." ”

Zi Fu Lingyue deliberately changed the topic, "What about your senior sister who didn't find a trace?" ”

If there is no trace, it may be that there are no bones, but it is also possible that all the forces of Lujiazhuang have not surfaced, for example, it is very likely that they were taken away by the cultists of the Cult of Evil Gods hidden in the shadows.

The god has the ability to invade people's hearts, and it is inevitable that she will most likely become a dependant of the god.

If she is still alive, the next time they meet, there is a good chance that the two will become enemies.

After drinking the last sip of the liquor in the wine jar, Shen Ning stood up, "No matter what, the ambition of the disciples of the Heavenly Master Mansion will not change!" ”