The years enter the hole, the passage is only three or four breaths, the dark night is hazy and hides more than every inch of the peak, the bark and rocks are lubricated and translucent, except for the blend of black and white, there is nothing else, only to hear the sound of muttering the food swallowing, press a palm print, face the table quietly, look at each other calmly, and temporarily hand over the leftovers to the old fat catfish.

The old madman naturally can't forget to teach Li Shuishan the magic, and the magic pays attention to drawing inferences from one another, not to learn its surface but to seek the inside, how much knowledge and points to grind out by self-grinding, maybe in the world, there will always be such a law in it, others will notice and try it with their own hands, and they must also be able to.

And there is naturally a Tao in the heart, and when the "cyclamen" comes, it is normal to have miscellaneous questions in the heart, but what is abnormal is that you can't ask the point, and you can't find the requirements of the truth, even if the knowledge is dead, the Tao turns into truth, but seeks a little spiritual comfort, isn't this just self-deception?

The old madman walked out of the stone tower with a calm face, there were few fireflies in the outside world, but there was no shortage of moons shining on the heavens and the earth, and the moonrise was naturally indispensable to the soul from the mountain stream.

Burrow rocks and thorns, mixed flowers and streams, a moon wave turbid was gently stepped on, not limited to heaven and earth, there are human shapes, but the facial features are ugly, the clothes are ragged, the body is soaked with combustible ice and fire, the five fingers clasp the ground, the green tendons burst, the eyes are faint, the essence of heaven and earth is lacking, and the movement is slow.

There is a hand clasped on the edge of the peak, and the first one is the demon.

Obviously, the monster has three heads and six arms, the body is slightly taller than the human race, the body is separated by a few inches, the moonlight is sprinkled on it, and the back is cracked with a thin slit holding a shocking soul knife, the soul is mixed, looking at its eyes obsessed, the little ghost probe in the slit, revealing a sinister smile, opening its mouth seven or eight feet sharp, black teeth, eyes and biting.

Several people heard that the demon soul was in pain, but their steps were swaying, resolute and upright, and their mouths were calling for rain, and clouds and thunder were accumulating behind them. If it is true, the rain dragon rises from the mountain stream and hovers in the deep space, sucking the clouds and exhaling heavy rain, and the rain does fall, and it is a little weak. As soon as the lone wind blew, blocking the difficult upward movement of the rear or multi-ethnic races, they all looked up to the sky and were angry, and their movements were agile.

The coming breath filled the peak of Tibetan Peak, a little ghost took the lead from the demon body, slanted and invited, the mucus in his mouth was silky, scared the two beasts to the side of the tower, the old madman raised his sleeves and waved, these put away all kinds of utensils from the tower, and the old fat catfish at the bottom of the bowl was still licking the eyes of the old fat catfish, and the next tongue touched his own hand, and tears flowed down his face.

Wave his sleeves again, the illusion of thunderstorm between heaven and earth disappeared, blowing the lewd laughter of the little ghost, a hanging iron sword burst out, a smell of wine between heaven and earth wanton, the evil intent is heavier, the sword face has bare three eyes, one eye is the heaven and the earth, one eye is the hidden peak, one look at the ghost, and pull a sword light in his hand.

The old madman looked solemn, as if he had changed his appearance, swaying his dignity and hatred, and said angrily: "Little ghost probe, I have the rules of My Tibetan Peak, if you don't listen, you should be killed and turned into ashes." ”

The sword light is approaching, the red light of heaven and earth is shining through, and the clouds and mist and drizzle were originally too heavy about the yin and evil here, just when the wind and clouds are surging. This light drove away, and the rain dragon was also afraid of the madness of this old madman, so he still squeezed out a few light rains at the moment of leaving, and slashed through the little ghost's head and slashed into the sky, leaving a painful wail and dissipating into the heavens and the earth.

All the souls in the rear stopped walking, only to hear Mu Muxu's words, the old man solemnly announced: "Tibetan peak is coming, there is wind and rain swaying, the years control the yin and evil and bury the life, the obscene things born in the heaven and earth, do not block for the beheading; there are evil ghosts wrapped in cloth, laughing constantly, the body is stained with a lot of blood, I have made up my laughter, and the clouds and sunny circles are all killed; all the post roads in the spring water of the mountain streams and springs, go to the extreme of the world, I can be released back to the mountains, hidden in the Tibetan Peak Divine Spring, and the soul of disobedience to discipline should be destroyed.

So far, the sword dance sword marks, the so-called hatred to hate, love to love, the sword hidden in the mountain of the hidden peak has broken through the sky. There is a calamity in it, and the square is the meaning of looking at the plum to quench your thirst, you can't get it, you don't have anything to ask for, feel at ease in meditation, the circle can be ground into a ball, the mood is peaceful, and the mountain peaks and cloud crowns are fused, turning into a soul and guarding the sword face.

Although the rice flowers have not come to admire the moon, the fine lines and thunder are majestic, the sleeves of the birds are lingering, the Tibetan peak is near the spring stream, the thought of burying the heaven and the earth, warming up and dispelling the cold and the rhyme, go to a jade compilation to write down the name, 'The one who comes, call the soul the source of the canal, go to erase the repentance, the flower seedlings grow, the road breaks the bones, the heart and soul advise, I am called, the heaven and the earth are willing, I am willing to fight for the peaks, one day the human race is in calamity, I will** Go to war, exorcise the soul and fight the ghost, the gray eyes, the spirit rhino is a little, drive away the years, drive away the mottled memory, drive away your so-called hatred, affection, and remorse, and leave a clean soul, driving the soul sword to support the operation, for

The hazy and endless stubborn years erase a stroke, give you kindness, this is the exorcism. ’

I ride the wind with one hand, see through the clouds with both eyes, I hold the old sword in my hand, enter the heavens and the earth with my eyes, and inspect all the clouds, whether the comers are 'people'? The clouds and smoke of the past have long looked down on nothingness, although I am not throbbing and moving, I have lived enough for more than three hundred and ten years, and I am afraid that the sun and the moon will erode it? If you don't listen? Don't come here. ”

This sentence is shocking, or the capable fish spirit in the stone tower trembled his legs, knelt on the ground and bowed, and read in his heart: "I didn't expect that a madman is not a madman, his hands are long and his eyes are high, and he left me intentionally or unintentionally, there is no big word, he gave me a sword light to drive the clouds, I became a waist and the heavens and the earth, and I saw all the demons and evils, and the elves and monsters did not look at me properly, this is not wonderful!"

Kowtow and don't get up.

The demons and demons in the rear stopped, thinking about the rhyme of clouds and rain, and fell asleep soundly, and rarely retreated, causing the old madman to laugh, and the laughter trembled Li Shuishan's heart, he had never seen him so serious and bold, and on the day they met, he laughed and rippled non-stop, looking like a stupid person who was tired of playing, and like a person who had other interests.

However, last night he smiled bitterly at Yun fake wine and drunkenness, and his words clearly recalled the green years, no matter the miserable ending of the half-painting, the heart-warming love was true, and the experience over time was also true, but only for a while, did he vomit the time of three hundred and ten years repeated? Or riding a horse Pingchuan, smooth sailing, smiling in his heart, or feeling that an ordinary life is good, will not experience setbacks and hardships, birth, old age, sickness and death come and go without clouds.

And he must be different from Li Shuishan, although he has the opportunity to come to him, he has seen the world with his eyes, demons and demons, no wonder he came here to guard, and he can be regarded as a cautious use of the will of the wind-puller, the peculiar taste is true, and the character is not guessed, just like the black and white sun and moon face of the fruit mountain is like the white cloud fan of the two, and the two-faced personality is like the soul created and controlled by the heavenly soul master in the memory, true and false, and true.

However, the old madman with an honest and serious face still broke the initial evaluation a little.

He got up and blew at the winding clouds of heaven and earth, rolled up a wind that rose from the Tibetan peak, and took the newly condensed rain clouds to the distant spring, summer, autumn and winter peaks, put his fingers on his chest, the silk thin line condensed at the mouth of the sleeve, and threw it wildly, fell on a stone scale on the ground, up and down, left and right, and said in his mouth: "The demon soul is the first, and it is called the soul." ”

He exhaled and retracted his cuffs, his eyes filled with the shadow of the moon cast by the cloudless mist, shining brightly, smooth and rough, revealing the stars white, and his grimace was bewildered, and he kept smiling.

"The sun and the moon change seven times, there are no six souls, I personally watched the soul once, the six ghosts and demons came above the soul, I called the soul with my own hands, divided into Tibetan peaks and springs and streams, called the water master Dajiyin.

On one side, the water soul is the posture of dividing the spring in the palm; on the other side, the soul on the face, Xuanming Dezhang, holding the three swords of the falling flowers, the sword and the sword are punishing the heart; the soul on three sides, holding the magic sword in the hand, sitting on the waves and rolling water, rushing to the rain, and detecting the abnormal place to kill; the main soul on all sides, closing the gap, all the things that cannot be killed in the deep mountains, holding the stream and a spring seal; the five-sided soul, the face is intolerant, the righteous strategy, in order to support the explorers; the six-sided auspicious soul, condensing the luck and pulling into the water rhyme of the Tibetan peak, patrolling the well for the wind, a blue wave Xingyuan, summoning people from far and near; the seven-sided soul drawing, for the battle, leading out the sword body, the first batch of strange wanderers。

You will return to the Tibetan Peak and Stream, go to the sword face, seal the memory, and then return to the heaven and earth, for our human race, to explore what is the sword of the mountain, and restart the peaks. Inside, you go to all worlds, looking for the ancestors of your various tribes who have died here, but they are only visible, and they are inconceivable. ”

The demon soul knelt on the ground for the first time, and he didn't know what to say in his mouth, and his lips moved slightly, causing the resonance of the heaven and earth behind him, and there were too many monks in Zhufeng who opened their eyes at night, watching the demonic majestic earlobes pull down, hindering the sound, and a few more jade pendants on their waists flicked them, forming a cloud of smoke out of thin air, closing the hole, and meditating carefully.

Even if it is done extremely perfectly, the clouds and rain all the time are driven away, and come to a location that does not belong to them, this rain dragon can't break through the sword intent of the old madman of the demonic hidden peak, and break through a line that was originally swaying the moon, and the men and women who were waiting to admire the moon were extremely angry, the man waved his fist and hammered the fence, the woman covered her face and smiled shyly, wearing a yellow robe hanging to the ground, and her long hair curled up exuded a light floral fragrance, but it moved the man's heart that could not make a difference for a long time.

But the rain comes quickly, and it goes fast, saying that it is not big, saying that it is not small, and enjoying the scenery in the rain, not admiring the moon, is also a good thing, echoing throughout the night, drenching the sleeves, shoulder robes, and hair, and it is an obscure and incomprehensible time. No matter how much you blame it, exactly

How long to prepare for the moon viewing matter, it has become a rain to see the flowers, the delicate and moist woman is like a flower, and he is the leaf.

After the woman left, she scolded Zangfeng.

The rain clouds are far away, floating on the peaks, knowing that tonight is destined to be unpeaceful, the Tibetan Peak Demon is majestic and a big demon is coming, the shocking Sword Peak Invisible Sword is struggling, and wants to be happy, the white-haired old man came and pressed it with one hand, pinched it on his fingertips and said: "Demon come, but the one who is buried in the Tibetan Peak, so far away, for the time being, will be presided over by that madman, there will definitely be a happy result." ”

"Originally, the demonic energy was very strong, but the demonic power was insufficient, and his life was dying, so he was guided to come here in order to survive. My Zhufeng has some more weight to fight, sometimes I have to cut it now? Besides, the demon is not necessarily bad, and the bad demon will not be good. He let go of his fingers, revealing a sword light that melted into the night, and the sword intent hovering behind him pointed directly at Zangfeng.

How long did the big demon speak, and the souls waiting in the back all looked at each other coldly, for fear of missing it, and for fear of causing the old madman's displeasure, he fell on the smooth stone, the old madman closed his eyes and waited quietly, swinging up and down regardless of the scale, waiting for the first ghost to step into it, the demon did not move, and all the souls did not dare to move.

The timid soul in it is vivid, but it still holds the soul body up, and there are a few pairs of red eyes in the back, as well as blue, green, purple, etc., some evil intentions, the same as the eyes and ghost eyes on the robe exclusive to Zangfeng, but there are also a small number of indiscriminate things, and they also do not agree with their calm surrender on the outside, and the actual inner ambition is majestic.

After the big demon soul got up, the small slit ghost on his body came out of the strange stars, and gradually penetrated into its interior to block its progress, wanting to use the pain to completely make the step of soul calling come to naught, and add the agenda of death, but unfortunately there were no other accomplices around, and it was still not enough to rely on the last remaining little ghost.

The surrounding souls couldn't wait, roaring to make the big demon soul speed up its pace, and the moment it opened its mouth, it revealed a little human language, "I am a demon three feet, three deaths, three births." I am very unwilling to end this place today, and I just want to give me a major repair. Even if I use hundreds of years to condense my soul and bring my demonic power back to its peak. There are countless opportunities for the sword to open the mountain, and I know it. However, it is up to me to explore the unknown territory on your behalf. ”

When the old madman closed his eyes and meditated, he kept pinching the trick in his hand, and then drew a talisman on his hand, pressed on it, revealing a shocking twilight, and the dark night was a little bright, and said: "For my human race, speak my human language, obey my people, and for my soul, this is a major repair." See demon souls, demon souls, ghosts, good and good, I don't pursue the past, the contract of the bloodline is determined by my peaks, and how long can you wait?"

The three-foot demon soul and demon qi compressed, stepped forward, and said, "A hundred years will not be long. ”

The old madman took back the talisman on the blue robe, raised his hand and threw it out, and landed in front of the three-foot demon soul, showing a stream of paper patterns, divided into seven paths, each of which was dim, and when it came to its body, it lit up, and it walked up calmly, and muttered in its mouth: "I am a demon." ”

"Soul-calling. The old madman roared.

"The soul is the ** connotation, a prediction of all things, one or two for three points, the stream springs, the trickle will eventually merge into the sea, the rain falls, the mountain stream falls and the rain drops are majestic, and the little becomes a lot. ”

The big weighing pans on both sides are up and down, the left is the demon, and the right is empty.

While crooked, while bending, a small mule condensed pulled the compass to move back and forth, up and down, swaying in the wind and rain, the little ghost in it opened his teeth and cracked his teeth, the pain was extraordinary, tearing the body of the demon soul, the demon soul face did not change color, and roared again: "I am a demon." ”

Although the scales are empty, like a stream flowing into the right plate, and then rise and fall, unable to keep it stable, the old madman raised his finger and pressed it in the air, and said: "There is a little ghost tormenting you, you must eradicate it, otherwise the weighing plate is unstable, your soul is unstable, and it is difficult to tell you how many souls you are." ”

The big demon soul opened his eyes and roared, showing a murderous intent to the little ghost on his waist, squeezing it with one hand, and then the ninja pulled out in pain, threw it on the ground, and was instantly turned into ashes by the moonlight, revealing an inconsiderate words, "Accompany me, bury me." ”

The old madman said loudly, "Call the soul." ”

The left and right weighing pans stopped steadily, and a spring stream flowed, and there were many eye-catching dense spots on it, but the sword intent was huge, targeting the ghosts and demons that happened to come in time, but the big demon soul that stopped heard it, "Three-sided soul, holding the magic sword in his hand, sitting in the waves and rolling water, rushing to the rain, detecting the abnormal place and killing, where the duty lies." Enter the Moon Shadow Creek Spring, enter the sword for the exorcism, and temporarily seal all memories. ”