The void falls into the spring, and the thunder rushes into the river without resting.

The thunderstorms in the mountains never stopped, the thunder rolled, and the rain poured down. The little lion next to the temple kept flowing rain under its mouth, and the whole body was washed by the rain, and the magical runes seemed to come alive and slowly squirmed.

The young man in Tsing Yi leaned against the red gate, and the young man in plain clothes packed up the clay pot, and sat on the threshold from time to time to listen to the rain, watch the rain, and enjoy the rain.

The mountain road was muddy and the road was winding, but it was impossible to be hungry to such an extent. And these four people are obviously in each other's place, and now there are two more young teenagers, and the scene has become much more harmonious for a while.

It's just like the thunderstorm in the mountains, which comes and goes impermanently.

The hideous man suddenly came to the young man in Tsing Yi, and with a gloomy face, he stretched out his hand to ask for the jar of wine just now.

The young man in Tsing Yi has been sitting on the threshold of the temple, staring at the rain in a daze from time to time, looking back at everyone from time to time, and the snow-white sword in his hand is secretly hidden in his sleeve. Now that someone came to the door to ask for something that originally belonged to him, the young man in Tsing Yi seemed to be very scared, and looked at the monk with a kind face with expectant eyes.

Seeing the young man in Tsing Yi casting a call for help, the monk smiled happily. It seems that this smart and clever young man in Tsing Yi is a little pleasing to the eye, beckoning slightly, that is, he holds the jar of wine into his arms, takes off the seal, and looks up and drinks it, and the monk's robe is wet.

The face of the man with a hideous face instantly became gloomy, a pair of scimitars in his hands were emitting a faint light, a pair of thick hands were full of green muscles, and his body gradually trembled.

After drinking, the monk looked at the empty wine jar with unfinished eyes, and threw it at will, and the wine jar fell in front of the man with a bang, turning into fragments everywhere.

"Thief monk, do you really feel that you are afraid of you, and you have been chasing all the way here?" the man said suddenly. The woman in pink beside her instantly came to the front of her, the long whip in her hand was tightly held in her hand, and her eyes were staring at everyone.

"It's still a bit backbone, it's just too late. The monk got up slowly, still slowly stroking the beads in his hand.

The man who looked like a Confucian in the distance, with a calm expression and a calm expression, looked up slightly, and continued to look at the ancient scroll in his hand.

The monk turned his head to look at the people in the temple, and shouted like thunder: "If you want to leave safely, hand over the remnants of the picture in your hand, and the poor monk will be merciful and let you all leave?"

"If we hand over the remnants to you, I'm afraid we will go to Huangquan Road together. The scholar still looked at the ancient scroll in his hand and said lightly.

"It's worthy of Mr. Ghost Confucian, and he is indeed a little smarter than ordinary people. The kind-eyed monk laughed.

"If you want our lives, you asked for the knife in my hand first. The man's face became more and more hideous.

"You can rest, this Buddha Demon Destroyer with a Demon Knife has practiced Buddhism for thirty years, and he has practiced the Demon Skill of Demon Sword Destruction for thirty years, even if I count it, I can barely resist it. The scholar reluctantly put away the ancient scroll in his hand, took out an antique animal skin from the back basket, threw it slightly, and threw it to the monk.

The monk stretched out his hand to take it, and after carefully examining it in his hand, he said loudly: "Yes, Mr. Ghost, Mr. can leave now." ”

The scholar named Mr. Ghost Ru shook his head slightly, and sighed: "You can rest assured, I have no intention of making a move, I just received favors from others, how can there be any reason not to repay it." If I leave, I'm afraid that the lives of the two teenagers will be in vain. ”

Hearing this, the monk hesitated slightly, but stared at the pair of brothers and sisters in front of him.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the temple under the black clouds instantly brightened.

Dressed in a blue cloth shirt, burly, with a deep face, carrying a huge knife behind his back, his whole body was already soaked, and he really walked into the temple without hurrying, and looked up at everyone who stood on the ground with heavy knives, and the wet clothes on his body gradually rose a cloud, and soon it was completely dry.

The man in blue cloth looked at everyone and asked in a deep voice, "Are you from the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain?"

Everyone was silent when they heard this, and the brother and sister turned around slowly, looking at the man in blue cloth in front of them with a nervous expression.

"It seems that it is indeed from the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, so it's simple, leave what you bring out from there, and you can leave. The man in blue cloth looked at the crowd and said.

Shaking his head slightly, a scholar named Ghost Ru slowly walked in front of Qingyun and the others, and said in a low voice, "Let's leave now." ”

The young man in Tsing Yi looked at the giant knife in the hand of the man in blue cloth and was about to turn away. Just as he was about to step out of the temple, a rough figure in blue cloth appeared strangely in front of the two of them, and whispered, "You two can't leave yet." ”

Then he turned his head to look at the ghost scholar who was smiling bitterly, and sighed indifferently: "You are not very honest." ”

After speaking, a huge knife swung over, and a huge sword swept over, setting off a huge sharp barrier.

The scholar suddenly had an extra seal in his hand, and the whole body of the seal was emerald green, covered with complex runes, only the word mountain was engraved under the seal. The seal is a little forward, and the word mountain may be a huge mountain figure, and the sword is flying heavily.

With a bang, the figure of the mountain disappeared, but the knife flashed in front of the scholar, and slapped it on the scholar, the scholar flew out upside down in response, spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and reluctantly stood up and looked at the blue-clothed man in front of him and slowly shook his hand.

The scholar named Ghost Ru slowly came to the young man in Tsing Yi, and slightly, a simple picture scroll appeared in the scholar's hand, and he threw it lightly to the man in blue cloth, and turned around to leave.

The man in blue cloth caught it casually, shook his head and sighed, "I want to leave now, but I have to pay some price." ”

After speaking, a knife shot out again, and the knife instantly came in front of the scholar. The scholar smiled slightly bitterly, luck was full of vitality, but the next moment, the scholar's figure flew out again, and the scholar disappeared.

The hideous-looking man looked at the man in blue cloth in front of him, bowed and saluted, with an extra remnant in his hand, and said in his mouth: "The next two are the impermanence envoys of the Ghost Sect, and I hope Your Excellency will show mercy." ”

"Just a ghost sect, you dare to go to my Ten Thousand Demon Mountain to spread wild, could it be that there is no one in my Ten Thousand Demon Mountain?" After the man in blue cloth finished speaking, he slapped the man with a hideous face with a wisp of sword again. At the same time, he swung a punch in his hand and hit the woman in pink next to him.

The hideous man's face suddenly disappeared and turned into a black mist, a black flame rose around his body, and countless souls flew out and merged into a pair of scimitars in the man's hand.

With a bang, the man's figure exploded instantly, and after the black fog disappeared, the man's figure reappeared, but his face was pale and bloodless.

The long whip in the pink-clothed woman's hand slammed into the flying fist, but it was in the air, and a fist shadow instantly burst the head of the pink-clothed girl. The originally handsome girl turned into a headless corpse.

The pale-faced man took the headless corpse and slapped it on the back of the corpse slightly, and a beautiful head appeared on the woman in pink again, but the woman's face was also pale.

The two of them supported each other and walked towards the outside of the temple, sighing in their hearts that thirty years of practice had been wasted.

"Your name is the Buddha Demon Slayer Monk? It's just that your cultivation is stronger than the three of you, but you don't deserve this name. The man in blue cloth looked at the kind-eyed monk and said lightly.

The kind-eyed monk bowed slightly, chanted a Buddha horn in his mouth, and a huge statue of the Buddha fell from the sky, and a pair of hands imprinted on the man in blue cloth in front of him.

The man shook his head slightly, and said with a sneer in his mouth: "I can't do it." ”

A giant black monkey figure appeared behind the man in blue cloth, roared loudly, and punched the Buddha's handprint. With a bang, the quaint temple trembled violently, and the mud and sand scattered all over the sky, but it did not collapse.

It's just that the shadow of the Buddha disappeared without a trace, but the black roar was staring at the kind-eyed monk in front of him, and he threw a punch again.

The monk's whole body flashed in an instant, and he drew his knife and slashed at the flying fist shadow, but the monk Pu Dao met the fist shadow, and after a slight pause, it collapsed, and it was instantly slapped in the dirt. After the smoke and dust cleared, the monk stood up tremblingly from the mud pit, looked at the man gloomily, and said, "You want to kill the poor monk?"

"Why did I say let you go?" said the man in blue cloth lightly.

A remnant picture appeared in the hand of the kind-eyed monk, and said indifferently: "The poor monk advises you to stop, otherwise the poor monk will not be able to guarantee that the remnant will last forever." ”

"Oh? You can try it. The man in blue cloth said with a slight sneer, and the huge black giant monkey figure behind him merged into his body.

The kind-eyed monk hesitated slightly, and threw the remnant in his hand out of the window, and at the same time, a black palm print flew towards the remnant. There was an extra black cloth bag in the monk's hand, and the black mist in the cloth bag was steaming, and when he opened his mouth and sucked it slightly, the black cloth bag disappeared. The monk looked pained, and the seal in his hand kept sealing, and he disappeared in an instant.

The man in the blue cloth frowned slightly, patted the palm print behind the remnant picture, took the remnant picture and muttered, "The means of the Spirit Devouring Clan?"

Now that all the remnants of the picture have been withdrawn, the man in blue cloth turned to look at the young man in Tsing Yi, and said lightly: "It's good to hide, and it's not bad, but you're seriously injured, do you take the initiative to go with me or will I knock you out and take you away?"

The young man in Tsing Yi shook his head slightly, with an extra white jade sword in his hand, and smiled at the man in Langbu and said, "In today's world, who can forcibly take my Xiaolin Jianhao away?"

The young man in Tsing Yi said impatiently to Qingyun: "Don't you see that you want to make a move?

Qingyun thought slightly, nodded and said, "Take care." ”

After speaking, he stepped aside, and the young man in Tsing Yi shook his head slightly, sighing secretly.

"Since you want to try, I'll do it for you. The man in blue cloth slowly grasped the giant knife behind him, and wanted to strike again.

Suddenly, an old man in a green shirt on crutches, followed by a child of only five or six years old, stepped into the temple. When the child entered the temple, he exclaimed, "Sir, there is a big black monkey here." ”

The old man in the green shirt shook his head slightly, sighed and said, "Be polite to others." ”

The child hesitated slightly, and whispered, "But he is not human?"

The old man in the green shirt shook his head and said softly: "Doesn't Taoism have a saying that heaven and earth are one, and there is no difference. ”

The child shook his head, full of doubt. It's just a five or six-year-old child who can see the body of the man in blue cloth.

The old man in the green shirt said to the man in blue cloth: "Gutu stays, you can go back." Tell your master that if you come out again, remember what Mr. said about self-denial. ”

The man in blue cloth was shocked when he heard this, and his mind sounded that the master had said that the most demonic person in the world was none other than Confucianism.

The blue-clothed man left the ancient picture, turned around and picked up the greatsword and left.

"Your husband asked me to tell you, don't fall into fame when you come out, you should fight for fame when you are young, but you should also spare your life when you are young, don't be brave enough to be a horseman. The old man in the green shirt said solemnly to the young man surnamed Lin.

The young man surnamed Lin bowed and replied solemnly, "The disciple has been taught." ”

The old man in the green shirt turned to leave, and the child next to him followed, muttering, "Sir, what does the ancient map say?"

The old man in the green shirt sighed softly and said leisurely: "It's about a thousand reincarnations, the heavens are ghostly, and ordinary stories are just plain." ”