The little girl nodded and said, "You're right, they are the two Immortal Venerables of Xuantian, and their identity is second only to the Immortal Ancestor of Xuantian Sect."

The little girl is too tricky and eccentric, and there are plots everywhere in her words, Lin Zhize almost said several times, fortunately, he had done a lot of psychological construction before he came, so that he was not led into a trap by those suddenly changing painting styles.

Chatting all the way to a bamboo building, Min Xiang seemed to give up the test to himself, and solemnly invited: "Senior brother, this is the most quiet and safest place in the Min family, where you can taste the best bamboo wine of the Min family."

So saying, she picked up a vessel from the stone table, walked over to a bamboo plant the size of a bowl, and poked it hard, and a verdant stream flowed from the container into a jug.

The wine jug is also a jade transparent package, and a pot of wine is jade-like color, which makes people have an appetite at a glance.

"This is a century-old bamboo wine, and you can't drink it in a restaurant" She smiled very sweetly, and sent the bamboo wine to Lin Zhize's mouth.

The pure smile and the pure aroma of wine are simply intoxicating and intoxicating.

Lin Zhize subconsciously licked his lips, then reached out and grabbed the jade bottle, his thirsty tongue was already hungry, and he poured half of the pot in one gulp.

Another crisp snort: "Good wine".

Min Xiang pursed his lips and giggled and said, "Senior brother, if you drink like this, no matter how good the wine is, you will drink it as water."

As he spoke, he dragged Lin Zhize up to the bamboo building.

The layout of the bamboo building is very elegant, with only a few tables, chairs and benches, but its quality makes Lin Zhize staggered.

Because they are all carved from the best spirit stones.

Therefore, in the bamboo building, there is a slight fragrance in the air.

Then the whole bamboo building is made of bamboo, which is also a characteristic, which is a bamboo with spiritual characteristics after being soaked in the spiritual spring.

Usually sleeping in such a bamboo building, even if you don't cultivate, it will make people spiritually refined.

However, it is clear that this place is not inhabited, and there are not even daily necessities in it.

Min Xiang pointed to one of the stone benches and said, "Sit down, you can't be allowed to drink dry, someone will prepare delicious food."

After a few words, countless women in colorful dresses walked in with plates, as if those delicacies had already been prepared.

In the blink of an eye, the stone tables were filled.

Staring at the energy meal on this table, Lin Zhize sighed with some emotion in his heart, he really deserved to be one of the seven families.

The amount of immortal coins consumed for this table of energy meal alone is enough to be millions.

"Why don't you eat, isn't it your appetite" Min Xiang saw that he had kept not moving, so he said suspiciously.

"It's not.... Every dish here is extremely exquisite, I really can't bear to spoil its exquisite shape," Lin Zhize pursed his lips and smiled.

When Min Xiang heard this, he immediately covered his mouth and smiled, "That's easy to do, how about we just take the spirituality and don't eat it?"

Ah, it's the first time Lin Zhize has heard of such a way of eating.

Then he saw Min Xiang pick up a plate of exquisite food and put it to his mouth, suck it hard, and then emanated wisps of different colors and spirituality from the food, until it was sucked dry, and a plate of spiritual food turned into a plate of ordinary ingredients.

Then she placed the food on another table, and someone quickly took it away.

"This, it's inevitable that it's too much..."Lin Zhize was just about to say, violently dispatching heavenly things.

But he couldn't say the rest of the words, because he obviously saw a trace of mockery in Min Xiang's eyes.

It was a sense of aristocratic superiority over the poor.

It was this that made Lin Zhize realize that perhaps this method of tasting food was very popular in aristocratic circles.

So he no longer refused, grabbed a plate casually, put it to his mouth, and savored the spirituality.

In a short time, the plate exuding all kinds of spiritual delicacies turned into a piece of the most ordinary ingredients.

This thing is beautiful in addition to the outside, but in fact, there is no edible anymore.

So Lin Zhize didn't taste it, so he pushed it to the table next to him.

Min Xiang nodded slightly and said, "Brother Lin is worthy of being a descendant disciple of Xuantian Sect, and after absorbing these several spiritual fusion ingredients, he can still be so light and light, which really makes my little sister admire."

Lin Zhize stared at Min Xiang, his cheeks flushed slightly. also knew that the spirituality in her body was at work, so she was refining the spirituality.

Lin Zhize didn't feel it at all, this was just a pediatric compared to him devouring those demon pills.

He could almost ignore this bit of spirituality.

In order to win her favor, Lin Zhize deliberately tasted a few more plates.

In the end, he stared at Min Xiang with a smile on his face and said, "I have eaten all the wine and food, what is the matter with you, please speak up."

Lin Zhize didn't believe that Min Xiang invited him in, just for the so-called hospitality.

Min Xiang calmed down, seemed to be a little intoxicated in spirituality, thought for a while, and said, "I want Brother Lin to assist me to deal with the current situation."

Lin Zhize didn't expect such an answer, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Why are you looking for me?"

Min Xiang seemed to feel Lin Zhize's frivolity, and frowned slightly and said: "Actually, I also know that this is a bit abrupt, but the Min family really encountered a big trouble, my father and a few uncles went to the domestic business area to do things again, and there are only some old and weak women and children left in the family, so I can only shoulder such a heavy family mission."

Lin Zhize didn't expect that Min Xiang would have such pain behind him, so he restrained his frivolous expression.

With a slightly serious expression, he said, "Miss, what do you want me to do?"

When this sentence came out, Min Xiang's frowning heart began to soothe, she pursed her lips and smiled sweetly and said, "With Brother Lin to help me, I believe that the Min family will definitely be able to tide over the difficulties."

Min Xiang almost didn't give him any chance to refuse, and directly decided the matter.

Lin Zhize was also very depressed and took a breath secretly, what a cunning little girl, Lao Tzu was tricked by you again.

Forget it, this can be regarded as a kind of compensation for eating your energy meal.

So Lin Zhize also nodded by default and said: "Let's talk about things first, if it's beyond my ability, I can't do it."

Min Xiang groaned: "The matter is naturally done by Senior Brother Lin, I want you to help me bring a letter to an elder of your family."

Hearing this, Lin Zhize's heartbeat accelerated, and a trace of chill seemed to pass through the depths of his plain eyes.

It's just that Min Xiang has now completely trusted him and has not discovered this anomaly.

Min Xiangqiao's face was slightly red, as if she was afraid of being forced by his eyes.

Lin Zhize nodded and said, "Bring the letter."

Min Xiang was stunned and said, "Don't you ask who it is?" Listen to the school bag

Lin Zhize shook his head and said: "It's all the same, I just send a letter, and I don't need who the other party is."

Min Xiang smiled again with relief and said: "As long as the Min family survives this crisis, I will definitely thank Gongzi again."

As she said this, her cheeks turned crimson, as if she had touched some kind of extremely embarrassing thought.

Lin Zhize didn't care about this, in her eyes, it seemed that she was still intoxicated with spirituality.

Min Xiang snorted a few times, but still couldn't say anything, so he took out a sachet and a letterhead from his arms.

"The sachet is for you, and the letterhead is for the elder of the Deaconate Hall."

In a few short words, her heart has been completely exposed to the young man opposite.

Lin Zhize had a gloomy face, especially when he heard the words of the elder of the Law Hall, he hid the killing intent from the depths of his heart, and once again permeated his left eye, and a blood stain flashed from the depths of the pupil, as if a python had been resurrected from somewhere.

He solemnly let out a snort and said, "I will."

This sentence was very cold, and it also made Min Xiang feel an inexplicable coercion.

However, out of a girl's mentality, she actually understood this coercion as nervousness.

As the so-called authorities are obsessed, what she carries in her heart, she understands everything as she thinks.

Lin Zhize pocketed the two things, and seemed to lose interest, he got up, stared at Min Xiang and said, "It's not too early, I have to return to the sect to resume my life."

Min Xiang was also embarrassed to keep it any longer, so he saluted him Yingying and said, "Little sister is looking forward to the good news of Senior Brother Lin, and besides, Little Sister doesn't know if I can see Senior Brother again?"

Lin Zhize replied casually: "Soon, soon."

This sentence is a pun, and when it falls to Min Xiang's ears, it is sweet friendship.

Once again, she felt her cheeks burn and her chest heaved.

At this moment, Lin Zhize walked out of the bamboo building, the sky outside was slightly dark, and the blood red in the west was particularly eye-catching.

That's right, tomorrow's immortal city may be as red as this sky.

Lin Zhize didn't hesitate for even a millisecond, and walked towards the fiery sunset, and finally the entire figure melted into the bloody sunset.

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

There was a series of hollow echoes in the void, as if walking into a thousand-year-old treasure temple, it was the sound of wooden fish percussion, accompanied by a slight Buddhist chanting, in short, it made people feel very mysterious.

Xuanyuan walked in the forefront, and naturally felt it most clearly, and the rhythm seemed to have some kind of magic, making the body and mind feel redeemed when they heard it.

Just as Xuanyuan Wuxian pricked up his ears to listen, the old man took a step forward and explained: "This is the Great Compassion Mantra, which is recited by Buddhist disciples when they purify their hearts and confess to the Buddha."

Repentance?Xuanyuan Wuxian moved in his heart, "Is there a monk who made a mistake on the other side?"

The old man shook his head and said, "However, this great compassion mantra is also spread among the people, and many people also use its purity to drive away evil delusions."

Xuanyuan Wuxian pondered for a moment and said: "This is definitely not something that ordinary people can do, you don't feel it, this wooden fish and the Buddhist scriptures seem to blend into an artistic conception, which only people with an extremely deep understanding of the Buddhist scriptures can do."

"Could it be that there is really a high monk in there?" the old man was a little surprised.

"Isn't it a monk, just go over and see" The mad knife looked disdainful, rushed past their bodies, and walked towards where he went.

When he dragged the mad knife to tear through the barrier, he was immediately shocked by what he saw.

I saw a bald man meditating cross-legged, with many skulls in front of him, and some polished drumsticks.

"Who is he?" the old man asked nervously, looking at the face of the mad knife.

"Secret slaughter, one of the seven strong men known as a murderous butcher, but he is not a monk, let alone a monk" Crazy Dao said very firmly.

"Because the eighteen layers of hell in Buddhism cannot bear his sins," the mad knife added.

The old man's face turned pale, and he took a step back nervously.

Someone who can make the mad knife so nervous, he doesn't dare to provoke.

Xuanyuan Wuxian took another step at this time, and said with a hint of confusion in his eyes: "Are you sure he hasn't been a monk?".

Crazy Knife nodded solemnly and said, "I have found out his origin, and it is true that he has never become a monk."

Xuanyuan Wuxian showed a look of surprise on his face: "Could it be that a person can really condense two completely different perceptions of extreme good and evil, then this person's concentration can be called a Buddha and a demon."

Just when Xuanyuan was thinking without a trace, the bald man on the opposite side got up, dropped the drumstick in his hand, put his hands together and said: "The Sprinkle family doesn't want to kill people, but it's a pity that you want to come to be a ghost, so the Sprinkle family can only recite a Buddhist scripture in advance to surpass you."

Hearing this, the old man realized that this great compassion mantra was not recited by him for himself, but for himself and others.

Xuanyuan's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth floated up a slight arc and said, "Do you know that a few people thought the same thing before, but they were already lying on the ground."

The bald man shifted his gaze and stared at Traceless and said: "Looking at your cultivation, you should be the weakest of these people, but looking at your momentum, you are the strongest of several people, what is this, can you solve the confusion of the Sprinkle family."

Xuanyuan Wuxian pondered for a long time and said, "You seem to like to like chasing some dilemmas for yourself?"

The bald man was slightly stunned, and then laughed heartily and said: "Only you can hear the voice of the Sprinkle family, these people, even those living dead who accompany each other day and night, they are all fools."

For the bald man to respect himself like this, Xuanyuan Wuxian was not happy at all, because he was admired by a murderous devil, wouldn't he go to hell with him.

So Traceless began to wake up in his heart, maybe he had killed too much during this period of time.

"Since you have a Buddha-like side in your heart, why don't you put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot?" Wuji really didn't want to become a kind of person with him, so he symbolically comforted him.

"Hey, hey.... How do you know that the Sprinkle family is not becoming a Buddha now?" the bald man stared at himself with a conceited expression.

"You kill all living beings and use their bones as ritual weapons to beat them, is this also a belief in Buddhism?" said Wuji could no longer contain the fury in his heart.

"Boy, have you ever heard of the allusion that killing can also become a Buddha?" The bald man looked evil and continued to explain: "According to legend, in ancient times, a high-ranking monk in order to exhaust the cholera time demon actually used his own nether realm to slaughter hundreds of thousands of people, and finally became a Buddha on the ground?"

Xuanyuan frowned without a trace, and thought about it for a long time before he found a record from a miscellaneous book.

But whether it's true or not can't be determined.

"You said it was the Nether Demon Slayer, and you were killing ordinary people," Xuanyuan Wuxian looked awe-inspiring.

"What is a demon?" the bald man asked rhetorically, instead of answering directly.

Traceless frowned and said: "Naturally, those who have delusions in their hearts and do not hesitate to kill all living beings for their own purposes."

The bald man praised and said: "This is the hell of desire that the Buddha said, and it is precisely because they carry too many desires in their hearts that they will fall into hell and will never be reborn, but those who are guided by desire to cause evil consequences are demons, and those who are not evil consequences, they use other people's lives to perform evil paths for them, they are also demons, and the surprise between each other is just one intention and one is just action, is there a difference in their essence?"