Wuxu flew straight from Xiaoqingshan, passed Pingjiang Mansion, and then flew straight to the northeast, about two hours, it was already out of the mainland and into the East China Sea. It didn't take long for me to arrive at Zhoushan Island.

This Zhoushan, because of the East China Sea Demon Alliance in the past, the human beings who live in it have been in contact with the demon cultivators for a long time, and the demons are the most mixed.

Yes, Wu Xuan looked at it from afar, but saw that Zhoushan Dinghai City was in the sky, the demonic spirit was like a cloud, covering the sky and the sun, hundreds of meters of a towering arrow tower, still lined up like a long snake array, there were more than a dozen sergeants on each arrow tower, facing around, holding sharp weapons, like thorny flowers blooming in the wind. The occasional sunlight falling through the gaps in the clouds, through the reflection and refraction of those weapons, intertwined in mid-air into a huge network of brilliant lights. In its city, half of them are demons and half of them are people, and the shemales are parallel, and the shemales are not distinguished, and the crowd is very lively.

This is what Shen/Changqi said, the common prosperity of demons and demons, and the harmony of all things? The so-called "co-prosperity of demons and harmony of all things" is of course not Shen/Changqi's original words, but on the West Lake in Hangzhou that day, after listening to Shen/Changqi's words, he realized his temporary intention, and borrowed the sentence "East Asia co-prosperity and East Asia harmony" preached by Japan during the invasion of China in the previous history, and secretly arranged it with a smile.

Wu Xuan looked at it like this, thought like this, hidden in the mandala Dharma Realm, walked in the void, secretly landed a few points, entered the city, like a historical passerby, quietly swept over the heads of those demons, and floated away. Although it can be seen, but in an instant, Wuxu can see that demon cultivation is superior, and this only needs to pay a little attention to the expressions and movements of the demons when they get along.

Unconsciously, Wuxu flew past a restaurant, and bursts of familiar fragrances wafted in. Steamed crab, salt-baked clams, sizzling squid, drunken shrimp oysters, daughter red, glutinous rice wine, bayberry wine...

Wuxu paused for a while, only to see that this was the restaurant he had visited several times. Smiling slightly, he was about to fly away again, when a burst of singing came again.

The singing voice is sweet, crisp, and tactful, but with a trace of indelible hypocrisy and playfulness, the lyrics are catchy, but mixed with some local slang and picky words, you don't need to listen carefully, you know that it is a slender woman, singing the love song of the lounge.

This singing, Wuxu also has an impression. Wu Xu's mind couldn't help but think of the scene that day, when he struggled to get up from the quagmire and killed the head snake king Xiao Jiu.

After a pause in the song, there was a dissolute laughter, the strange cries of beasts, the jingling of gold, silver and copper coins, and the laughter of a woman who was grateful for it.

Before long, the song started again, and Wuxu flew away.

Dinghai City, the original General's Mansion, has now been divided into two and renamed the City Lord's Mansion and the General's Mansion. Wu Xuan led He Qifeng and others to assassinate Liao Xilong, the general who defended the city, and the city was in a panic. But then Shen/Changqi led the East China Sea army to attack, Zhoushan changed hands, and the general's mansion was renamed the city lord's mansion, and two real monks were appointed, one named Wan Liyun and the other called Qiandao Xue, who were appointed as the city lord and the general, and sat here.

At this moment, in the city lord's mansion, there is an extremely tall building, divided into three layers, the lower layer is round, the lower layer has no doors and no windows, several people hug the round boulder, four hundred and forty-six vertically and horizontally, and there are a row of demon soldiers standing in the east, west, north and south of the periphery, all with red hair and green hair, strange heads and strange brains, fierce and vicious, straight and pestle there. On the next floor, carved beams and painted columns, densely packed of maidservants, dressed in gorgeous translucent clothes, bowing their heads and bending down, holding their breath and condensing, some standing with their hands down, and some holding all kinds of copper plates.

The highest floor, but like a pavilion, bright and transparent, in broad daylight. On the far side are all kinds of flower pots, and in the middle of the pavilion is a large pink round bed, on which there are more than a dozen naked young and beautiful women, kneeling or half-squatting, around a thin half-centenarian. The half-hundred-year-old man, lazily, lying on his back on a gold-wire pillow with his eyes closed, was also naked, his ribs exuded a golden luster through the black and blue skin, and he was chewing comfortably with a bloody piece in his mouth. From time to time, two young girls, who were no more than twenty-eight years old, picked up the snow-white ropa and carefully wiped it on the side of their mouths, so that no blood from spilling out of their mouths from time to time with fishy smell and splashing on the bed.

The two maidens, kneeling, bent down and waited carefully. The buds on the chest that are ready to be released naturally sway through the tip of the old man's nose from time to time. The old man, as if he couldn't stand the faint fragrance of the spring waves sent to him, couldn't help but stretch out his slender fingers and probe them hard. A young girl then let out a muffled snort, long as a summer day, like a cool breeze, and when she saw a drop of snow splashing on the pink round bed, she hurriedly bowed down in fear and pleaded guilty. The old man opened his eyes laughing, and immediately clasped the girl's chest deeply with his five fingers, and was about to speak, but suddenly he knocked the girl away with a palm, and her whole body turned up and stood.

The rest of the women around saw the old man's anger, and heard the screams before he flew out of the pavilion and fell to the ground, and they all bowed down in unison, prostrate on the pink round bed.

The old man, however, took the white robe next to him and draped it on his body, like a cloud, flew away in an instant and disappeared.

If it is said, the city lord's mansion is bright and atmospheric. The General's Mansion is like a cemetery, not to mention the low buildings, but also shrouded in an eerie atmosphere. A beautiful woman sat alone in the middle of an underground chamber. This secret room seems to be made of ice, and the cold air is everywhere. The strange thing is that under such a low temperature, a well next to it is boiling in a heat wave, but the well water is blood red, and the heat wave rises, and in mid-air, due to the low temperature, a small blood diamond is condensed, suspended around the beautiful woman, making it more and more enchanting and mysterious.

When Wuxu flew past the familiar restaurant and the familiar singing, the beautiful woman suddenly opened her eyes and shot out two red lights. But then, the woman muttered to herself, "It seems that there is a real monk who secretly flew over Dinghai City, but since the old pervert of Wanliyun personally inspected it, this palace still refines the blood of the soul forbidden this time for the time being." ”

Enlightenment is hidden in the Dharma Realm, deliberately walking in the void, very low-key, originally came and went without a trace. But he didn't want to, so he stopped, went out distractedly, and sensed the familiar restaurant and the familiar singing voice a little, and was arranged by these two people through various formations in the city, and noticed the clues.

But Wuxu then flew away. When the old man followed the qi machine and flew to the vicinity of the restaurant, Wuxu had already left Dinghai City and went straight to Peach Blossom Island.

Zhoushan Dinghai, and Peach Blossom Island, adjacent to each other is very close, for a monk like Wuxu, but it must be a moment.

Wu Xuan slowly walked out of the Dharma Realm, through the clouds and mist, looking towards the Anqi Mountain below, and couldn't help but sink slightly in his heart. The stone statue that he erected that day had been torn down and destroyed, and at the bottom of the broken lotus seat, there were a few pieces of rubble left on it, and from a distance, it looked like a grave paper pressed on the mountain peak. There was no one around, only some lowly demon cultivators, patrolling all over the mountain, in twos and threes.

Wuxu slowly descended, stood there and walked around a few times, chanting the Buddha's name endlessly.

Soon, two demon cultivators jumped out of a dense forest, dressed in animal skins, holding bright steel knives, and jumped to Wuxu, and asked, "Where did the monk come from? This is the forbidden land of Peach Blossom Island." Don't hurry up yet. ”

Wuxu asked, "Didn't the third prince of the Dragon King have an order to want the demons to coexist peacefully? This Anqi Mountain has been open to the surrounding people since ancient times, why do you want to seal this mountain?" "Wu Xu's words are actually not in line with the truth, since the establishment of the East China Sea Demon Alliance, the demon cultivators have used the names of Zhao Haoran and others, together with human monks, to rule Peach Blossom Island in a grand manner, and this Anqi Mountain, including some other places, has long been forbidden to ordinary residents to enter.

"You stinky monk, how do you speak?!Don't say that this Anqi Mountain is this Peach Blossom Island, the entire East China Sea, has been the territory of my demon clan since ancient times, what are you going to do?!"

"Tell the brothers to come over, arrest this monk, and send it to the island owner!"

These two demon cultivators suddenly shouted, spraying stinky saliva, staring at the small and narrow demon eyes, and the steel knife in their hands was about to slash down on Wu Xu's head at any time.

This kind of demon cultivator, said to be a demon cultivator, is strictly not a monk, in fact, he has just opened his spiritual wisdom and can walk upright, compared to ordinary people, it is nothing more than a little more powerful, a little more agile, okay, there will be some talent and supernatural powers.

Wu Xuan killed the righteous bead of the Vajra Secret Seal in his hand, raised it gently, and flew out of a circle of light, shaking the two demon cultivators back. The two demon cultivators, one of the spirits, saw that the opportunity was not good, and they no longer spoke human words, let out a burst of roars, and ran away.

That aperture flew to the front all of a sudden, like a million-volt high-voltage line, beating the two demon cultivators to the ground, their hair standing on end, crackling.

"Seniors spare their lives!"

When the demon cultivators from other places who heard the sound came, they saw the two accomplices, kneeling down in front of a monk sitting cross-legged, and begging loudly for mercy.

Wu Xu's eyes swept over the demon cultivators who were eager to try, and his face was ruthless, and he flew up a white bone sword and drew a circle in the air, and these demon cultivators spat blood in unison, and fell to the ground, unable to move. Then there were bursts of begging for mercy, some shouting masters, some shouting seniors, some shouting kings, and some shouting immortals.

Wuxu, sitting on the broken lotus base, asked in a deep voice, "Who destroyed the stone statue here?"

Those demon cultivators, frightened, for fear that their lives would not be guaranteed, and they did not have any thoughts such as loyalty and secrecy, shouted one after another, "It was the island owner who used his wishful crescent shovel to split it." ”

This is a Buddhist weapon, and I can't imagine that people in demon cultivation also use it. Wu Xuan asked about the situation, sneered, and then took off into the air and flew towards a place on the island.

The owner of Peach Blossom Island, during the period of the East China Sea Demon League, was a real person who fell into the cherry blossoms. After the opening of the six peaks of Lushan, the real people who fell cherry, followed Zhao Haoran and others, and went to Lushan. After that, the demon cultivators of the East China Sea Dragon Clan surfaced and unified the islands and sizes. In the meantime, Wuxu and He Qifeng and others, during the period of stay on Peach Blossom Island, the East China Sea Dragon Clan did not send people to come, until recently, only recently was a Chengxin Zen master from Haiku Temple, holding the appointment of the city lord of Zhoushan Dinghai City, with a dry demon cultivation, went to the island to carry out the order.

Wuxu came to the cave, but saw the hot spring bubbling outside the cave, peach blossoms and some strange-shaped flowers and plants, in the mist, competing for beauty, and spreading incense with the wind.

"Amitabha" Wuxu recited a Buddha horn towards the cave.

Immediately in the cave, a "Amitabha Buddha" sounded, a black gas floated out of the cave, and then turned into a thin and tall man, with inverted slanted eyebrows, two fish-patterned eyes, dressed in a navy blue monk's robe, holding a dark golden crescent shovel, with an angry look of protecting the Dharma, stepping in the air, and constantly looking at Wuxu.

Wuxu fixed his eyes and took a closer look, this so-called Chengxin Zen Master, although the monk's costume was magnificent, but his whole body exuded a demonic aura. Wuxu stayed in the enchantment of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea for many days, and immediately knew that this person was a human monk, and after practicing the profound demon method, he also learned some Buddhist meditation methods to control luck, and tried his best to cover his breath.

"But why did the Chengxin Zen Master of Haiqu Temple destroy the stone statue that the little monk was erecting for no reason?" Wu Xuan asked, and the white bone sword in his hand flew up, slashing towards it with a piercing white light.

That person, as soon as he saw Wuxu coming up, he started his hand, and immediately roared angrily, "Who is your Excellency!?" Holding the crescent shovel in both hands, he also came towards Wuxu to kill.

The crescent shovel, which did not seem to be made of iron, was very heavy, and the man took it in his hand, and swept it, teased it, split it, and poked it, and danced it like a stormy wave. Wu Xu's fingers moved slightly, the white bone sword stood in the air, and a gray law realm silence qi rose from the blade. But I saw that the crescent moon shovel suddenly emitted golden light, and the dignified pure Buddha breath erupted, turning the aura of the Dharma Realm, which was like a gray snake, into nothing.

Wuxu couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and then withdrew the white bone sword and looked at the so-called Chengxin Zen Master from Haiku Temple again. Is this person a fellow Buddhist, or a demon cultivator?

When the man saw Wuxu's cautious face, he couldn't help but feel secretly proud in his heart. Himself, majoring in demon law, this occasional crescent shovel, but it is an authentic Buddhist magic weapon. People who don't know the details often don't notice it for a while and suffer a loss. At that moment, he waved the crescent shovel in his hand towards Wuxu again, and shouted at the same time, "Who is the rat generation, who dares to come to Peach Blossom Island to make trouble?"

Enlightenment, as soon as the palms were closed, Vajra Mi flew out of the righteous bead due to life and death. The man saw that a piece of skulls circled around the crescent moon shovel that stood in the air but was like Optimus Prime, hovering, and sneered, "Evil demons are outside, ants shake the tree!" But seeing that Wuxu's hands changed, he quickly made a series of handprints, and the skulls turned into a sitting statue of a high monk, and sang towards the crescent shovel. Knowing that something was wrong, he let out a long howl, grabbed the crescent shovel with one hand, and instantly turned black with the other hand, turning into a beast claw covered with scales, sweeping towards Wuxu.

At this time, the crescent shovel, in the Vajra Mi because of the birth and death of the righteous beads turned into the venerable Buddha statue Sanskrit singing, suddenly also emitted bursts of Zen sound, under the Buddha's light, a burst of blue jade smoke rose. Wu Xuan pointed with his left hand and pointed at the righteous beads of Vajra Miyin's life and death, only to see the Buddha beads turning, and a majestic breath shot out like a sword;

The white bone sword that stopped in the air, a gray curtain of light hung down. The man suddenly shouted, all the five fingers of one hand were broken, and the nails of the five fingers of one hand were all cut off, knowing that he was invincible, he glanced at Wuxu with hatred, and flew towards Dinghai City, Zhoushan.

This person is like a monk and a demon, Wuxu can't see through it for a while, and he wants to give the dragon clan a face, so he hesitates a little and lets him escape. After that, Wuxu flew into this person's cave mansion, and when he saw that there was nothing valuable, he said to himself, "If you destroy my stone statue, I will punish you lightly and burn your cave mansion, which is the end of cause and effect." With that, a scorching golden light of the Great Sun set ablaze the wooden bed in the cave. He was about to go out, but suddenly he heard faint moans and wails, coming from a gap under the wooden bed.

The divine consciousness was released, winding down for hundreds of meters, Wuxu saw a terrifying scene of human and divine anger, pulled out the white bone sword, and split the wooden bed and the rock below with a sword, suddenly turned around again, and shouted angrily, "Come back just in time!" Then, he followed the sword, turned into a fine light, and flew out.

"Elder Xu!" Zhang Cuilu saw that Wuxu's eyes were wide open, and a strong killing intent locked her firmly, so she hurriedly shouted in fright. As soon as the words fell, he saw that the familiar white bone sword head was gray and bright, and it had already flown to a finger between his eyebrows. Suddenly, his face was pale, his throat was dry and he couldn't speak, and he looked at Wuxu in a daze.

Wuxu was also stunned, and only after half a sound did he withdraw the White Bone Sword, took a deep breath, his face slowed down, and asked, "It turned out to be you." ”

Zhang Cuilu landed on the ground, recalling that Fang Cai's eyes were ruthless and unrighteous, full of killing and annihilation, and she was still speechless in fear, and finally stabilized her mind and was about to speak. But he saw Wuxu pointing his sword at the cave, "And follow me to save people." Zhang Cuilu hurriedly followed Wuxu into the cave, flying down from the wooden bed.

Growling, screaming, whistling, moaning, wailing, sobbing, crazy groaning, **** is indistinguishable. There is also the intermittent sound of the sea tide and the sound of the sea breeze, through the long and winding stone holes. All of them reach the ears, through the eardrum, and go straight to the five Tibets and six mansions, the three souls and six spirits.

Zhang Cuilu, although she is now a cultivator of the sixth layer of mortal dust, but after all, she is a woman, and she can't help but feel creepy, and her whole body trembles faintly. The Wuxu in front of him was silent, a white bone sword, gray light flashed, opening mountains and breaking stones, and it was murderous. In just a few hundred meters, Zhang Cuilu only felt that she was lonely and helpless, and in the darkness, along the devouring gray light cluster of Wuxu, she was falling step by step towards hell on earth, nervous, fearful, and angry in her heart, and almost had desperate thoughts.

When it arrived, as Wuxu fell deep into the depths of the mountain, more than ten meters away from those cold and damp reefs, Zhang Cuilu finally saw the scene below with the light emitted by the white bone sword in Wuxu's hand, and couldn't help but let out a long high-pitched scream, which overshadowed all the sounds here. She closed her eyes and screamed, only feeling that the world was so quiet, so she kept screaming like this, with all her heart and strength.

Screaming, screaming, screaming like a goddess of hell. One by one, one by one, one by one, the gray light clusters, like the hell fire, are surging everywhere, like flowers on the other side, blooming in the darkness.

On the reef below, in the seawater, those demon beasts and humans couldn't help but start screaming, fear, madness, perverted pleasure, madness of the last days, all screamed out.

Until Zhang Cuilu's mental strength was exhausted and she fainted, until the demon beasts and humans below disappeared and became disillusioned forever, until a "Amitabha" without sorrow, joy, ruthlessness and righteousness came out of Wuxu's mouth and nose. Here, the world is really quiet.

That's right

The shemales are inseparable and harmonious, and the wine and singing do not stop.

The lotus seat is broken and sighs secretly, and the rest is a grave paper to suppress the injustice.