In the ghost mansion, the Qianshan Daoist sat in the Xieyang Palace, pondering for the seal below, but he didn't have any clue at all, the soul-attracting bell hanging above the stone steps trembled slightly, and the souls that were attracted in the dark night stopped their consistent pace and knelt on the ground.

The soul-attracting bell tone pattern responded, so sullen, like an angry woman, her heart was extremely sad.

Qianshan Daoren held the floating dust in his hand, and slowly walked out to feel the pain of the soul inducing bell, but he didn't understand why, he said lightly: "What's wrong with you? Do you remember the days of following the ghost king of the previous generation? I don't have that kind of restraint on you." I'm just asking you to be attracted from both bad and good people, because you were born in Yellow Springs and will eventually return to Yellow Springs. ”

The Soul Attracting Bell still reverberated with sound patterns, with a hint of urgency and sadness, which made the people of Qianshan Dao at a loss and even more confused.

He slapped it down, slowly touching its bronze body, from every dark place, it was still a small mark, starting from the curved fish pattern, feeling his touch, and quietly listening to the heart. Since he entrusted the bronze bell to Li Shuishan, it could not be completely integrated into the mortal body, and could only be expelled, otherwise it would collapse Li Shuishan's body.

"Perhaps, you're thinking about the boy. He smiled.

"There are so many people in the world that he can't even step into the sequence of monks, I think, you will ask me why I chose him?"

"Maybe it's my guess, maybe it's my feelings, I can't tell. I just understand that there are many choices in the world, and not all of them need to be thought through. ”

The soul inducing bell trembled even more, and the soul kneeling on the ground, looking at the companion that belonged to the Yellow Spring, the Qianshan Dao people couldn't feel what he was afraid of, or was he looking forward to something?

He fell into deep thought.

.......

Ethereal Hall, Mr. Churchey remembered his previous memory of holding a stone sword and cutting off the demon, at that time he was also a young man, stepping on a half-step crazy appearance, full of vitality, at that time holding the carved water hibiscus in the water, thinking about the picture of the red sleeves traction, a little moist woman who moved out, there was still a little wet feeling of rain on her body, and when her body was empty, she felt a little disturbed mood.

He held the stone sword in one hand, put it on his lap, two small black and white fish jumped, like a game on the chess game compatible, carefully taste the chess game with Li Shuishan, there are still a lot of ingredients to release water, a breath saw the little Taoist priest under the tree holding a sword to kill, and thought of a bamboo, feeling the stone to dive into the scene, opened his eyes, I don't know what to think in my heart.

He muttered, "The little Taoist priest kills people with a sword, and the stones dive into the water under the bamboo forest, is this auspicious or fierce?"

Generally, when I meditate, when I have an uneasy mind, I will bring back some memories of myself, and my memories are divided into three, one is auspicious, the second is peaceful, and the third is evil.

I can't see bad luck, but there's nothing good or bad, it's really strange. ”

He was a little restless, as if he was restless because of the wild cat just now, he raised his legs and sat slowly, on the stone bench, carefully observing the surroundings, the true dragon soul that locked the dragon well slept very quietly, and the iron chain of the elm tree was also very combined, he carefully opened his heart to look at the stone slab under his feet, and saw an interesting ant crawling by, as if preparing to hide in the cave to meet the dry and cold winter.

When he pinched

Pull out the yin and yang fish, jump in the air, take the air as the water, take the surface as the bottom of the river, and take the sky as the guide, revealing the heavenly opportunity.

"I want to see who is twisting my heart?" he saw the fish swinging in the water, revealing the water traces in the sky, there was a human figure on the water, blurred, unable to see the full hole, looking at the delicate face, some childish feelings, but this figure was not clear. He picked up a pebble and disrupted the water on it, and the two fish jumped and formed a boy to sit on top of the wooden beads.

Mr. Churchey stood up, he looked at the inner door of Li Shuishan's guest room, frowned and didn't find any breath, an ominous premonition filled his heart, pressed it on his eyebrows, and said, "Muzhu boy, it's you!"

The place he was pointing to was the boundary of the underworld, he pressed the flying sword, swirling around the ethereal hall, the first to be awakened was Chi Yong, who was sleeping on the roof, he held the wine bag in one hand, put the other hand in his heart, drooling from his mouth, and was still dreaming of a good day, the woman who danced the sword with her was covered with a red hijab, his palm was just about to approach, and he was awakened by the dazzling light of the yin and yang pisces, and Mr. Church's sword movement, rubbed his eyes, drank half a sip of wine, shook it a few times, and scolded: "Drink so fast, not pleasant." ”

The sound of Mr. Church's sword drawing woke the disciples of the Ethereal Hall, and they hurriedly put on their clothes and rushed out.

They kept their swords in their hands, pulled out their scabbards, and looked at Mr. Church, who was observing the four directions in the air, only to see that he had provoked this open place far away behind Li Shuishan, where there was indeed an old elm tree, which had withered for a long time and lost its vitality.

Mr. Church's face was cold, he pulled up the time, cut out a sword light, crossed the old elm tree, and when he saw the thin line that was pulled, his face was uneasy, and he said, "Ethereal Hall, guard, prevent the wind silkworm from coming back." ”

He stepped out and pulled out a sword light, illuminating the entire nameless city, this sword light was too big, illuminating the night, so that the two stars could not see any imprints, whether they were meditating or sleeping, the monk opened his eyes, looking at this sword light with yin and yang two fish jumping, and rushed in one direction.

......

In the ghost mansion, the Qianshan Taoist was sitting next to the soul-attracting bell, comforting the soul-attracting bell with one hand, and was awakened by the loud bell, he raised his straight head, his eyes were like a little scholar who smoked peaches, he looked at it delicately, he pressed his thick fingers on the formation, and muttered: "Mr. Churchill is going to kill someone! Who is he going to kill?"

The entire step of the Soul Attracting Zhong Zhen trembled, shaking out a crack of dozens of zhang, making the Xuanyin in the seal open his eyes and ponder carefully.

The Qianshan Dao people couldn't hold down the soul attraction bell anymore, so that the roar of the entire ghost mansion increased to the momentum of the impact of the surging water, and the surrounding ripples rushed straight to the hearts of the Qianshan Dao people, making him retreat a few feet, and the Qianshan Dao people threw out the floating dust and shouted: "Zhong Jing!"

But with a breath, the soul bell shook off the floating dust thread.

The Qianshan Daoist crossed his knees and made a palm move, but he was still shocked back, frowning: "Do you want to go and see who Mr. Churchill killed?"

He cast a mantra, condensed the bronze bell, and became the size of a wind chime, which he hung around his waist, and also pulled out a sword light and went straight away.

......

In the Divine Mansion, the purple-robed Taoist sat beside the alchemy furnace, watching the furnace fire flourishing, and kept urging the purple-robed middle-aged man on the side to add fire, this middle-aged man was Lang Qingyun. Lang Bai and Lang Qingyun worshiped under the door of the Danding people of Shenfu together, because they were born from the same root, so they didn't have to worry about doing things.

And today, the Danding people ordered the two to come and see the stove and go overboard.

Lang Qingyun carried his robe and came in a hurry, and Lang Bai was nowhere to be found, which made him a little angry, but he was extremely helpless, and said to him: "If I go to step into the road of legend, I will also leave you a pill, the same as your junior brother, it is my heart's blood plus my spiritual power, although each of you only needs one, if it is less, it will be all of my death." My limit is near, and if I die, I will return to the loess.

I want to fight the last one again, not only the fall of the gods, but also the ghost house, the yang house, the underworld, and the ethereal painting school, I hope that when I pass it into your hands, I don't pray for it to prosper, but only for it to continue. ”

"You could do it?" he asked, coughing, weakly.

Lang Qingyun knelt on the ground and bowed, "The disciple obeys orders." ”

The moment he raised his hand, the purple robe was covered with gold lines, and the two corners of the top of his head flew to the top of Lang Qingyun's head, which made him have a little more cold breath, and he looked more majestic, a small pill flew out of the red box and fell into his hand, quietly closed his eyes, and read: "Although I have achieved nothing, I am quite satisfied with accepting you as an apprentice." If I fail, the deer will not break, and I will take it back to guard it. ”

After speaking, a sword light from the sky rushed out, straight in one direction.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing surprise, "Church's Pisces Stone Sword, he, who is he going to kill?"

Lang Qingyun helped her out with a blank face, watching the Pisces jump, revealing the bright sky, as if she was envious......

......

A damp dilapidated house, a well-dressed old man, with a grasshopper on his fingers, sleeping with him, the tiles on it fell and cracked, and a yellow snake poked its head and spit out its core. Lao Dao muttered in his sleep, and he still drew black and white pisces out of thin air in his hands, as if sleepwalking.

The yellow snake slowly put its body on its body, curled up its body, opened its snake eyes wide and wanted to devour the grasshopper sitting on its fingers, but I didn't expect the old fingers to draw circles in the air, and hooked the snake god, vaguely, raised his hand and wrapped it around, stood up, and swayed from side to side, so that the snake tightly clasped his wrist.

He grabbed the snake's head, pinched it, bit it in the direction of the snake's gall, and smiled with relief: "I have practiced black and white Pisces, Mr. Churchey!"

The sword light in the sky struck, rolling up the wind, and he vaguely dropped a motionless yellow snake, and muttered in his mouth: "I saw it, Pisces Avenue, I saw ....."

He stepped away.....

The old monk also woke up the donkey and ran up, and said with a smile: "It's not empty, it's a cool thing to see Mr. Churchey kill people, it's done, I'll invite him to a drink." ”

Everyone's eyes were on that place, the direction of the sword light surrounded by Pisces, a place that everyone would be afraid of.

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