Jin Guang looked at the person who came, and said a little strangely: "Senior brother, why are you here?"

The person who came smiled and said: "After the master passed the book to you, I felt something, and I was worried that things would change, so I asked me to come to you again! It seems that I came quite in time! A product of the Blood Demon Dao, a female cultivator who has demonized the Dharma, is somewhat interesting!"

By the time he said the second half of the sentence, the man's gaze was already on the monster and the mirror flower.

Stretching out his hand, the three-foot Qingfeng entered, and a righteous and bright sword intent appeared on him, and he hadn't taken out the sword yet, and the many illusions around the mirror flower had been forced back a lot.

"Yan Chixia!" Hidden in the shadows, the woman who was called Xiaowei by the royal Dao people looked at the man who suddenly appeared next to Jin Guang, with a trace of resentment on her face, but in the next second, her complexion changed slightly, and she pulled the man next to her to hide to the other side.

At the moment when she dodged, a golden bowl appeared in the sky, and a golden light poured out of the bowl, turning into a long rainbow and falling.

"Stinky monk, you've chased here!Ah Yi, let's go!"

Xiao Wei said, raised his hand and threw out a human skin, flew lightly in the air, and set the golden bowl.

The human skin covered the golden bowl, then writhed, forcibly turning it into a child and falling to the ground. However, in the next second, wisps of golden light emerged from the child's body.

This is the method of painting skin, which can be used to forcibly distort the truth with the help of human skin, and if you practice to the highest level, you can even make a fake come true. Although the material of Xiaowei's painting skin is average, the technique is exquisite, and it is a magic weapon of the other party.

Then, with a wave of her hand, fox shadows sprang out from under her skirt and struck at the monk who was slowly walking from not far away.

It was a rather thin young monk, with a handsome face like a woman's, holding a Zen staff, and the tin ring on the staff struck like a bell, shattering all the fox shadows that approached.

Every time he took a step, dust shook from under his feet, like a blooming lotus flower, supporting him to move forward quickly.

"Evil obstacles, where to go!" Looking at the two Xiaowei who wanted to leave, the young monk shook off his long sleeves and released one hundred and eight Bodhi seeds, each of which bloomed with golden light, and hit the ground, forming a light curtain, forcing the two who tried to escape to the ground.

"Stinky monk, do you think I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Xiao Wei turned his head, the demonic energy behind him rushed upward, and the phantom of a nine-tailed white fox appeared, and with a wave of his hands, the rocks on both sides flew up, crashing into the monk under the demon wind.

"Amitabha!" The young monk stopped for the first time, stretched out his left hand, and knotted the vajra seal, and a golden Sanskrit appeared around him, turning into a phantom of a golden bell, shrouding his body, guarding against demons, as for those flying stones, they were not spells, they were all led away by his Zen staff.

Xiaowei and the man beside her took this opportunity to leave the range shrouded by the light curtain, and under the protection of the man, they escaped underground and escaped.

Seeing this, the young monk frowned, recalled the golden bowl with the broken painted skin, inlaid in the land Bodhizi, held the golden bowl in one hand, wore a Bodhi rosary around his neck, and a golden light appeared in his eyes, chasing Xiaowei and the two, running towards a valley.

On the other side, as soon as the three-foot Qingfeng in Yan Chixia's hand waved, a sword light flew out, and in the blink of an eye, eleven sword lights swirled around him, dancing with the Qingfeng.

Under the coercion of the sword light, Jinghua retreated again and again, but the monster covered in blood didn't care, and kept moving forward, being directly reborn by the sword light again and again.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong ......" a mantra sounded, and the golden light that had recovered a little bit held the treasure mirror and shone at the monster, like a crystal pillar-like mirror light shot out, the arc flickered, the monster's body continued to melt, and in the dark and bloody blood, a constantly beating black heart gradually emerged.

Yan Chixia seized the opportunity, and with a twist of her wrist, eleven sword lights were connected with the green blade in her hand, turning into a long rainbow thunderbolt, falling on the heart, with endless power and sword intent.

The pitch-black heart was also aware of the danger, and a stream of blood light emerged, and there were faces of old or young, male or female, in the brilliance, they showed hideous and distorted expressions, pain, resentment, and madness mixed with the blood, rushed upward, and confronted Yan Chixia's sword light Changhong.

It's a pity that most of the hideous faces on the pitch-black heart are illusory, and as the sword light continues to fall, those faces are born with the beginning of the extinction, and they fall step by step to the illusory. In the end, the heart was cut off by Yan Chixia's sword.

Strangely, during this time, Jinghua did not react, which made the careful golden light a little strange.

And when Yan Chixia cut off her heart, the faint lotus fragrance floated, and the glazed brilliance on the mirror flower's body trembled violently, and in the next second, there were thousands of colorful blurred brilliance born from it, and countless color changes made it seem sacred and degenerate.

"Damn! these two guys are two bodies in one heart?" Jin Guang's face changed slightly, but Yan Chixia shook her head and said, "No, junior sister, do you remember when your uncle traveled to the world, you still said that the painted skin that escaped from him?"

"You say they're the couple? Shouldn't they have changed their hearts a long time ago?

Jin Guang was very surprised, when his teacher told him that a painting skin escaped from him, he still didn't believe it, and then pestered his teacher to tell him the cause and effect. Learned a story that wasn't very pleasant.

At the beginning of the story, a well-known scholar surnamed Wang meets an unidentified beautiful woman who claims to be a runaway concubine and takes her home to live with her because she can't keep her scholar.

After several copulations, the scholar's yang essence was stolen, and the vitality was greatly damaged, and it happened that at this time, Master Jinguang happened to pass by here, blackened the scholar's printing hall, and the vitality collapsed, so he thought of accumulating virtue and doing good, and helped out. But the scholar didn't appreciate it, and in the end it was the scholar's wife who pleaded, which allowed the scholar to see the true appearance of his "lover" clearly.

Afterwards, the scholar asked Jinguang's master for help and got a Buddha dust to protect him. According to Master Jinguang's thoughts, that painted skin was just a little demon, and he didn't have the courage to be presumptuous in front of him, a real person. In the end, such an idea made him fail to save the scholar, and let the scholar die by being gouged out of his heart.

When the scholar's wife came to ask for help again, Jinguang's master could only use the magic method to reshape his heart while he still had a breath. Then he went to the master of Buddhism, and with the consent of the scholar's wife, he put forward his wife's heart breath with the method of mirroring flowers and water and moon, divided it into two, and gave the scholar half of his heart, saving the scholar.

According to Master Jinguang's original idea, although the scholar's reshaped heart is fragile, but with the support of his wife's heart, he will only be a little weak in the early years, and after a few years, the newborn heart will be full, and it will naturally be fine.

To this end, Jinguang's master also taught the scholar's wife the method of recovering half of her heart. Now I don't know what's going on, the book is the product of the Blood Demon Dao, and his wife has learned the method of mirroring the flower and the moon, and she has fallen into the Demon Dao.