Only the red flame stone produced by the Great Shang Kingdom is a kind of red gemstone, crystal clear, where there is light shining on the red flame stone, the stone is like a flame beating, extremely beautiful, hence the name. Red flame stone has the effect of warding off evil spirits, calming the soul, and nourishing the five organs.

In addition to the above effects, it also has the effect of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth to give back to the master, because the quantity is scarce and the price is very expensive, it is the treasure that martial arts people who practice internal martial arts dream of.

The red flame stone produced in Dashang Province is famous in Unai, but it is recognized that the red flame stone produced in the Flame Mountain of the Southwest Province is of the best quality. However, in the past few days, more than 200 soldiers from the Pingxi Palace's palace have occupied several intersections of Chiyan Mountain, and the common people who want to go up the mountain have been driven away by those military masters, and in the blink of an eye, Blaze Mountain has been closed for the eighth day.

The local miners and miners in Quxiong County who exploited the red flame stone mine dared not speak out, and their livelihood was blocked by these military masters, which was nothing more than the loss of some money, but if anyone dared to clash with these military masters from Pingxi Wangfu because of this, it would definitely take their lives. The lesser of the two powers, so these ordinary people have to endure in addition to forbearance.

The local people have rumored that the reason why these military masters of Pingxi Wangfu occupy the Flame Mountain is to find the Red Flame Spirit Stone, and for a while, the local people who make a living by mining the Red Flame Stone are panicked, and those who are slower are still worried, and those who are more active are ready to change careers. This powerful prince doesn't even care about the emperor, let alone us powerless ordinary people?

In the Flame Mountain, the altar with a radius of twenty-four zhang and three layers up and down was guarded by a total of 400 soldiers, and on the bottom layer, there were 28 black flags painted with skulls. On the second floor, there are sixty-four small black flags with white grimaces. There is a black tent with a triangular tip on the top floor, and there are forty-nine black-clothed men outside the tent, divided into seven groups, arranged in the formation of the Big Dipper.

Inside the tent, a black bottle larger than an ordinary wine bottle floated in the air, and in front of a table of eight immortals, Demon Dao Junmotoko was sitting on a chair and dozing off. The little Taoist priest standing next to him was a little anxious, "Master, this is already the eighth day, why hasn't this bottle moved yet?" Didn't you say that the soul devouring altar soul sucking method passed down by the master is infinitely powerful, and anyone who is cursed will definitely die after seven days?"

Chun Yuanzi, who was dozing off, opened his tired eyes and sneered, "Yuqing apprentice, you already know it as a teacher! It's not that this soul-sucking method doesn't work, but someone also used a spell to extend this Tang Jiusheng's life for another three days, but what's the use of this? After three days, isn't this Tang Jiusheng still going to die? This kind of life-prolonging method, treating the symptoms but not the root cause, don't panic, it's just a small skill of carving insects!"

As he spoke, Chun Yuanzi stood up, picked up the black locust wood sword from the table, stepped on the ground, chanted words in his mouth, and cast another spell, then smiled and said: "Regardless of him, as long as we hold on for two more days, Tang Jiusheng will be killed, just with this kind of superficial spell, he wants to fight with the poor Dao?

Jun Yuanzi stood in front of the table of the Eight Immortals and cast the spell again

explained to the little Taoist Yuqing, and introduced the basic tips to him, and explained the precautions for the reverse step, and then said: "Apprentice, now as a teacher, I will hand over this altar to you, and you will cast the spell, this black bottle is the eye of the array, and you must ensure its safety." Now Master take a rest, and remember that as long as you stay up for two more days, you will be done, and you must not be in a hurry!"

The little Taoist Yuqing agreed, "Master rest assured, the mystery of this formation, the disciple has already understood the general idea, since the master is tired, just go and rest, and the disciple will preside over the formation here, in case there is anything that cannot be solved, the disciple will go to invite the master!"

Chun Yuanzi nodded with satisfaction, carried the pine pattern ancient sword on his back, floated down the altar, and came to rest in the big tent under the altar. The altar, stepping on the inverted steps, took the black sword of Huaimu and made a comparison, recited the mantra, blessed the array with the power of the demon lord, turned two pieces of rune paper, and sprinkled a handful of black sand, and then sat peacefully on the chair and waited for the spell to succeed after two days.

In the big tent under the altar, Chun Yuanzi, who was sleeping soundly on the simple marching bed, was woken up by the soldiers, got up and ate lunch, after Chun Yuanzi had lunch, he was idle, and he calculated a hexagram casually, and then Chun Yuanzi's face changed greatly, picked up the pine pattern ancient sword from the side of the bed, turned around and left the tent, hesitated for a moment, and left from the back slope of the Flame Mountain, not knowing where to go.

After guarding under the altar for eight days, all of them were safe and sound, and the four hundred sergeants who were in charge of guarding under the altar were a little slack, and the captain surnamed Zhou, who led the army, saw that Chun Yuanzi did not say hello but left on his own, and scolded an eventful bull's nose in his stomach, so he took a dozen soldiers into the tent to gamble money. That Captain Zhou had just won two handfuls, and was on the rise, when he suddenly heard the sound of scolding outside the tent, Captain Zhou didn't care, and ordered an old pawn to go out to watch.

As soon as the old pawn got out of the tent, he was hit on the waist by a tall thin man in purple clothes, and he was immediately knocked to the ground and could not move. The old soldier shouted desperately, "Captain Zhou, there is an enemy attack, ......" and he kicked his legs and died.

Captain Zhou, who was winning money, heard the shouts of the old soldiers outside the tent, and hurriedly led people out of the tent, but saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old beautiful girl chasing and killing his soldiers, the captain surnamed Zhou couldn't help but be furious, pulled out his waist knife and shouted: "Brothers, take it down for me! The master wants this girl to warm the bed tonight!" The soldiers stationed outside the tent have been frightened by the slashing and killing of the three just now, where do they dare to step forward?

Seeing that he couldn't shout at his subordinates, Captain Zhou was furious in his heart, and jumped forward with his waist knife to cut the girl, who knew that this captain of the Wupin Martial Arts Realm was stabbed to the ground in less than three rounds under this girl, and the girl holding the sword looked at Captain Zhou and sneered, "With your humble skills, you are also worthy of being an officer?

It turned out that this girl was Su Qiuman, and the two people who rushed to the altar just now were Yulong Xingkong and Xin Zhiping.

Yulong Xingkong was in front, Xin Zhiping was behind, and the two of them had already rushed to the top of the altar, which was arranged into the Big Dipper Seven Star Array

Seventy-seven forty-nine black-clothed men, seeing someone killing people under the altar, have been waiting for a long time, and as soon as the two of them killed, they were surrounded by the formation that resembled the Big Dipper. Forty-nine black-clothed men, all holding bright steel guns in their hands, instantly formed a gun array, surrounding the two of them in the heart.

Yulong Xingkong was shocked, glanced sideways at Xin Zhiping, and asked: "I said Xin Daxia, what kind of play is this? How do I feel that there are spear tips everywhere, and people are trying to stab me in all directions?"

Xin Zhiping's expression was calm, and he smiled slightly: "If I guess correctly, this must be the old boy Chun Yuanzi who made it up, this demon altar is his handiwork, and this anti-Big Dipper formation is also what he taught people to practice, Yulong Xingkong, now it's time for you to make a move, you kill from the southwest of this formation first!"

Yulong Xingkong agreed, danced the black iron stick in his hand, and killed all the way from the southwest, sure enough, those big men with steel guns couldn't stop him, Yulong Xingkong single-handedly came out of the battle, and couldn't help laughing. Xin Zhiping suddenly screamed, shook these big men to the ground, carried a dog-beating stick, walked to the black triangular tent, lifted the curtain with a dog-beating stick, and walked into the tent with a smile.

Yuqing, a little Taoist priest who was napping on the chair, heard someone shouting outside, jumped up from the chair in shock, and saw a stranger carrying a dog-beating stick into the tent, subconsciously picked up the black locust wood sword on the table, pointed at this person and shouted angrily, "Who are you?

Xin Zhiping saw the black bottle floating in mid-air, he thought it was Chun Yuanzi presiding over the formation, how did he know that it was a young little Taoist, Xin Zhiping was stunned at first, and then laughed, "Ouch, my good grandson, you don't even know your ancestors?

As soon as Yu Qing, the little Taoist priest of the Four-Rank Martial Realm, heard that this person insulted his master, he couldn't help but be furious, and scolded: "You don't know what to do, you dare to insult my master Chun Yuanzi! Hurry up and give Dao Ye death!" The black locust wood sword in his hand stabbed at Xin Zhiping. Xin Zhiping didn't dodge or dodge, let the locust wood sword stab on his body, only to hear a click, the locust wood sword broke into two and fell to the ground, the little Taoist priest was startled, and looked up and down at the young man in front of him.

Xin Zhiping smiled, "Boy, you just stabbed me with a wooden sword, and now I give you back a stick, everyone will be even, how about it?" Without waiting for the little Taoist Yuqing to answer, he hit the dog stick in his hand and hit the head, knocking the little Taoist to the ground immediately, Xin Zhiping stepped on the little Taoist's chest with his foot, and asked sharply: "Where is the demon path of Chunyuanzi?"

Yuqing, the little Taoist priest who was trampled underfoot, struggled a few times in vain, and snorted: "This Uncle Xin, my master is still resting in the tent below, if you have a grudge against him, please go to him, please let Xiaodao go, Xiaodao knows that he is wrong!"

Xin Zhiping said with a smile: "Okay, little demon Dao!" casually raised the dog beating stick and knocked it on the head of the little Taoist Yuqing, and at that time, ten thousand peach blossoms bloomed, and the little Taoist priest didn't even have time to scream, so he died. Xin Zhiping said with a smile: "You demon cultivators are all harmful, so as long as you are caught by Uncle Xin, you can't stay any of them!"

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