This demon girl, as if she had unlocked the self-seal in her body, changed from small to big, from a little girl to a young woman with all kinds of charms and beauty. All the spiritual energy seemed to be surging towards it, turning into the appearance of many demon beasts and leaping around it. This is the unique supernatural power of the True Spirit Great Monk, the transformation of the spirit.

But Wuxu didn't look at it at all, because the three jade bracelets released a powerful aura, and at this moment, they vaguely affected Wuxu's mandala law realm. Wuxu has an intuition that if he still stays in the same place, then the Dharma Realm will inevitably be locked, like being illuminated by a candle, and there will be nothing to hide, and then the realm will be broken and even people will die.

A mysterious note spit out from the mouth of the demon girl, her ten fingers are like a seal, and the treasure is as solemn as a Vajra Bodhisattva.

Wuxu and the monk who pretended to be himself were like frightened birds, and they retreated in the opposite direction with a tacit understanding.

And with this mysterious spell, the jade bracelet composed of white light flying out of the bodies of the three rat demons suddenly dispersed, as if a flower bloomed instantly, spraying colorful brilliance towards all sides. At the same time, the two jade bracelets that flew out of his wrists were also condescending, each shooting out a dazzling light, heading towards Wuxu and the impostor. The jade bracelet that spread out first turned into a beam of brilliance, and suddenly converged into a bunch, following this bright light. This scene, when viewed from a distance, is like two beautiful bows, intertwined vertically.

Wu Xuan suddenly felt terrified, and now, he hurriedly withdrew from the Dharma Realm and flew into the Nine Leaf Blue Lotus Lamp.

"Ahh。。。。。。。h ”

But a loud bang drowned out his cries and cries for help. The lotus lantern spun rapidly, whistling into the distance like a cannonball. Wuxu was inside, although he had expected it, he was also shocked and coughed up blood, and almost passed out. He sat on the wick, and did not hesitate to take the initiative to spew out a few mouthfuls of essence blood, light up the lotus lantern, and urge with all his might, with only one purpose, hoping that the lotus lantern could fly as fast as possible and get rid of this demon girl.

This loud bang spread thousands of miles. All the demon cultivators who participated in the hunt had senses and came towards the place where the incident occurred. But even if there was an edict coming out, that night, the wild monk Wuxu, who had frantically attacked and killed dozens of demon monks, had been destroyed by the Heavenly Demon Lord himself, and the demon clan Dabi had recovered as before.

The Heavenly Demon Lord's decree was naturally unquestionable. What's more, there are many demon cultivators, just now, they had seen a lotus Buddha lamp with a trembling radiance, at an astonishing speed, passing in front of them like a meteor, followed by a faint white light.

As for what happened next, no one can say for sure. Because after this decree came out, all the demon cultivators knew that the white light that was chasing the lotus Buddha lamp must be the handiwork of the Heavenly Demon Lord, and no one dared to interfere in trouble. Only a very small number of high-level monks knew that when the Heavenly Demon chased this nine-leaf green lotus lantern, when it reached the border of the Great Zhou, he and the Zhou Dynasty national teacher who was alarmed was quite restrained and polite. As for the nine-leaf green lotus lantern, whose hands did it fall into? The Heavenly Demon didn't say it, nor did the Zhou Dynasty National Teacher, and of course no one asked.

A thing that originally caused a stir in the demon clan competition ended in such a dramatic and somewhat anticlimactic manner. Of course, it didn't take long for this little episode to spread quickly. Many people who had expressed concern about this Wuxu and the Nine Leaves Qinglian Lantern learned the news from their respective channels one after another. But no sect force or individual has come forward to express anything, at least not publicly. As for the wanted warrant, it was not revoked, of course, or strictly speaking, no one mentioned it at all, or someone remembered it, but they didn't bother to pay attention to the thing that had long been buried in the deep archive.

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The Great Zhou Dynasty of Xuanyin Star is a very special existence. In the early days, it was the product of the compromise between the six major forces of Confucianism, Taoism, Demons and Demons, and with the development of time, it had obvious independence in the later period, and in a sense it overrode the six major forces. It has three main functions:

1. The buffer zone of the six major forces, and coordinated the affairs between the major forces through the Zhou dynasty.

2. Protect, cultivate, and manage ordinary human races to continuously increase the strength of the monks of Xuanyin Star.

3. Unify with the outside world and deal with the affairs of Xuanyang Star and Netherworld.

The Great Zhou Dynasty had a vast territory, spanning tens of thousands of miles, in addition to the capital, there were nine hundred and eighty-one cities of different sizes, and there were thousands of small villages and towns.

The follow-up story of this novel has to start with one of the small towns.

This small town, called Kaizhou, sounds big, but it is actually a small village. There are not many people living here, only more than 100 households, and after a long time, it is said that every family has a little bit of kinship. The reason why it can become a town is because it is the closest population gathering place to the demon clan in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Because of this, the people here are a bit fierce and aggressive, a little wild, both men and women, when they speak, they are all scolding, as if they want to draw their swords against each other if they don't agree with each other. But in fact, they are a group of very simple people, very kind people, even selfish and cunning, they seem so simple and wild.

This town, on a mountain col. The mountain on the northeast side, turn over, walk a few hundred miles, and you will arrive at the big city closest to the demon clan in the Zhou Dynasty, Chongshan City; Between the mountains, in addition to the flat land, there is a large lake. The people who live on the flat land feel that this lake is a gift from God, so they call it the Heavenly Lake.

It is now the middle of winter, and although Kaizhou is not as cold as those ice and snow cities further north of the Zhou Dynasty, it is also cold. Early in the morning, many people were in the bed, refusing to get up. There were no frozen lakes, but under the thin mist, they seemed to be frozen, and there were no fish jumping, and no fishermen casting nets, even the cold and dense cold winds did not make much waves on the surface of the lake. Everything seems so quiet.

At this time, several little boys of twelve or thirteen years old, who seemed to have sneaked out of the house, appeared from different places, and gathered at the lake. They were red-faced, and they stood one after another in the village where their sisters, mothers, and grandmothers used to wash their clothes. Milky white gas kept coming out of their nostrils, and from a distance, it seemed as if the monks were breathing in spiritual energy. The group of little boys, after whispering, began to undress collectively until they were naked and naked, and then stood in a row with a slight trembling, facing the lake, one by one, and jumped down.

Soon, the lake was lively. This group of little boys who swim in winter, with good body bones and good water quality, quickly adapted to the biting and deep lake, shuttling freely, floating and sinking. The waves are blooming, under the rising sun, like ice sculptures, crystal clear.

Li Xiaoer is one of these little boys. At this moment, he took advantage of the cover of the waves made by his partners, quietly moved away from everyone a few hundred meters, and came to the center of Tianci Lake. He greeted the morning glow, glanced back at his companions, then took a deep breath, lowered his head, and put his hands and legs together, like a bamboo pole, and swam straight into the depths.

Soon, Li Xiaoer came to the bottom of the middle of the lake. Here, five or six meters from the surface of the lake, it is almost dark. But his eyes were wide open, and the two eyeballs bulged fiercely because of the water pressure, which looked quite hideous. His hands, slowly paddling, kept maintaining some kind of balance in his body, and seemed to be trying to find something. But he held his breath to the bottom, and after all, he found nothing, so he had to return to the surface with a disappointed look.

"Li Er, why did you get over there!"

"Come back quickly!"

"Beware of a water demon eating you!"

His companions seemed to have noticed his departure, and shouted as soon as they saw him appear. Although in this wilderness near the demon clan, the people in Kaizhou Town are relatively savage, but after all, they are teenagers, and they dare not swim to the depths of the lake in such a cold winter alone, what if they have cramps? Not to mention, it is said that the water of this lake is actually connected to the waters of the demon clan. What if a water demon sneaks over and eats people? Although the teenagers are bold and dare to sneak out and come to this Tianci Lake for winter swimming, it does not mean that they are not clever, reckless, and not afraid of death.

Li Xiaoer looked around blankly, exhaled, and couldn't help choking on half of the lake water. He waved at his companions, signaling that he was all right, before quickly swimming back.

"Li Xiaoer, are you confused by the water ghost?! You actually swam to the middle of the lake, invite me to eat meat skewers, otherwise I will tell your mother later!"

"Li Xiaoer, don't you want to live anymore?!"

"He probably thinks of a fairy and wants to go crazy!"

The partners who were already sitting on the shore looked at Li Xiaoer, who swam back, let go of their worries, and couldn't help but laugh and curse while kicking the water at him with their feet.

Li Xiaoer also quickly went to the shore. In the face of the laughter and scolding of his partners, he smiled silently, as if he knew that silence was golden. But soon, the smile on his face disappeared in an instant, leaving only a trace of apprehension, and a trace of the so-called youthful shyness. Soon, the friends noticed Li Xiaoer's abnormality, and they turned their heads one after another.

On the shore of the lake, ten meters away, across the road, there is a monk standing on a dead branch. This monk, with a burly figure, thick eyebrows and big eyes, was dressed in a dark gold robe, and wore a pair of black-backed green leather marching shoes common in the Great Zhou Dynasty army on his feet, and a strip of cloth with blue stars on a white background was wrapped around his waist, on which a silver wine jug and a palm-long black knife were hung with thin gold wire.

Guru!

These little boys reacted immediately and showed excited looks, but none of them dared to speak out or step forward. In the Great Zhou Dynasty, although the ordinary people took the most care of the ordinary people and had various laws to protect them, the monks were monks, and the first thing the ordinary people had to do was to pay respect, which was also widely recognized as the most important self-protection.

This monk, who didn't know when he came, seemed to pay attention to the group of little boys, and glanced at them with a smile on his face. Then, the group of little boys, with a flower in front of them, the monk stood in front of them. He couldn't help but say something, pulled Li Xiaoer to him, and touched Li Xiaoer from head to foot with a big fan-like hand, but then he showed a look of disappointment, smiled, and twisted Li Xiaoer's little face with his hand, like a punishment and a comfort, and then, and then disappeared.

This group of little boys, after the monk disappeared, burst into a bang, gossiping, and looked at Li Xiaoer again with envy or jealousy or schadenfreude. Li Xiaoer, his mind was in chaos, and he turned a deaf ear to the sounds around him. He just blushed and glared slightly, looking at the slightly swaying dead branch opposite.

This matter spread quickly. Although monks can often be seen in this remote village near the demon clan, the so-called immortals or gurus, very few monks will stop and touch the village children from head to toe, as they did this morning. There is no adult concern about the children secretly going to the lake for winter swimming, they all gathered near Li Xiaoer's house, surrounded by water, but silent, because several old people with high reputation in the village and town were seriously and carefully, or looking at Li Xiaoer, or asking Li Xiaoer.

Of course, in the end, they didn't ask anything, and one of the eldest uncles, Uncle Wang, stroked his beard, solemnly said to Li Xiaoer's submissive parents, "Xiaoer, maybe there is a fairy fate." The day before yesterday, the mayor of the town went out temporarily because of official business, and it is said that it is also related to immortals. When he comes back, I'll talk to him again and see if our town also has a city lord or a general or something. "In the Great Zhou Dynasty, most of those who had official positions were monks, so Uncle Wang said this.

The next day, another monk came to the village, and it was a woman. She appeared with the returning mayor, shrouded in a white veil, unable to see his face, flying or casting any spells. But the mayor of the town was on the side, respectfully, one bite at a time. The most amazing thing is that the emerald green robe dragged on the ground for about two or three meters, and as the fairy walked from the entrance of the village to the door of Li Xiaoer's house, the shape did not change at all, and it was as fresh and clean as ever.

This fairy, standing at the door of Li Xiaoer's house, glanced at Li Xiaoer from a distance, didn't say anything, and left, and left the village directly.

But it's not over yet, on this day, there are several monks, monks or Taoists, and a demon cultivator, who came in the wind, stopped above Li Xiaoer's house for a while, and then left. Even at night, it is said that there were a few gusts of wind on the roof of his house, and strange sounds sounded. The neighbor next door was also not able to live in peace, and it seemed that Li Xiaoer could vaguely hear Li Xiaoer yelling loudly outside the window, "Who are you?!"

Then, Li Xiaoer fell ill, and only got up listlessly when it was almost noon, and he didn't leave the house, but sat in the courtyard in a daze, his eyes were empty, and he muttered to himself from time to time. On this day, no monks appeared in the villages and towns, and in the evening there was no movement. But the next-door neighbor still heard Li Xiaoer still dreaming loudly outside the window, as if he was stunned.

Li Xiaoer's heart is actually bright. But the parents at home have gradually changed from surprise to worry, and the next-door neighbor is also vaguely pointing and whispering through the slight loopholes in the courtyard wall. The old friends are gone, and no one has come to ask him to go out to play. Although Li Xiaoer is still young, he doesn't know that his life has been changed so quietly. But he has an instinct, and if he doesn't do something, or if he doesn't change something, then he will always live in an inexplicable shadow like this in the future, being "looked at differently" by his big partners, and even regarded as a madman and an alien. He also knows where the "culprit" is.

That thing is just below the center of Tianci Lake. Early one morning a few days ago, Li Xiaoer and everyone were also swimming in the winter of Xiahu Lake. He was in the water, and suddenly saw a bright light, and for a moment, it made him inexplicably close. He couldn't help it, and with that hint of warmth, he gradually swam to the bottom of the lake. He saw a walnut-sized ball, shimmering intermittently, squeezing the surrounding lake to form a circular space, and many images of the Buddha and Bodhisattva Vajra appeared, and the streamers disappeared like flashes. He even faintly heard the sound of the Buddha's horn and the chanting of Sanskrit.

Li Xiaoer's heart beat violently, and he immediately concluded that this was a magic weapon left by a certain monk. A certain monk fights with people, but he can't beat it, and before he dies, the magic weapon is scattered and left for those who are destined. Li Xiaoer has heard a lot of such stories since he was a child.

What is a magic weapon and what is fate? This is it. Normally, if he reached a depth of ten meters into the water, Li Xiaoer had to return to the lake to breathe. But at this moment, he didn't feel that his breathing was blocked at all, and it seemed that there was a breath in his body that was endless.

Carefully controlling his breathing, he slowly swam towards the glowing orb, then slowly reached out his hand.

Stretch out your hand, and you will not see your fingers. All sound and light disappeared in an instant, and turned into darkness. The walnut-sized ball was gone. Li Xiaoer even dived to the bottom of the lake and gouged through the mud in a radius of several meters by hand.

Everything is like a dream. There is only one thing that reminds Li Xiaoer that what happened to him is true. That is, I hold my breath for a lot longer than before.

So, Li Xiaoer, every day in the morning when he was swimming in winter, he found an opportunity to sneak under the lake alone, hoping for a miracle, but the ball-like magic weapon never appeared again.

The monk touched himself from head to foot with his hands, probably because he had touched or approached the magic weapon of the round ball. Li Xiaoer's heart is clear. And the monk was disappointed in the end, obviously because he never encountered it again, or he could say that he had never encountered it again, or he could get the magic weapon of the round ball. The immortal masters behind them, after a hurried glance at themselves, abandoned them, apparently because of this.

At night, Li Xiaoer tossed and turned in bed and did not sleep. When his father came from next door to snore, he got up lightly, climbed over the courtyard wall of his house, avoided the lamplight, and in the night, came to the shore of Tianci Lake, and then without even taking off his clothes, he plunged down so violently.

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Hundreds of miles away from the village and town, there is a towering mountain called Luoyu Peak. At this time, the summit is covered with snow, and birds are rare. The cold starlight, gently sprinkled down, was covered with a heavy mist, as if to coat the mountain with a layer of charming feathers.

Star feathers, white snow, and cloud peaks, this is a very beautiful scenery. But there were two monks on the summit, facing each other, and they rushed with such momentum that the snow and ice flew and everything was blurred and cold.

One of them, with his thick hair fluttering behind him, hung with colorful gems hanging above his hands, and his two eyes were shining with golden luster, shining dazzlingly on the white snow.

He gritted his teeth, and finally couldn't help but shout in a deep voice, "Lu Zhishen! As a greeting envoy, why did you kill my dragon clan disciples for no reason? Could it be that the Great Zhou Dynasty has no royal law?"

The monk who touched Li Xiaoer from head to foot with a pair of rough hands stood opposite with a grin, a bonfire burning beside him, the roast on the shelf sizzling slightly, and many bones of different sizes were already scattered around. After listening to the other party's questioning, he sighed, took off the wine jug at his waist, brought it to his lips and took a sip, only then did he squint his drunken eyes, burp the wine, and said earnestly, "Of course, the Great Zhou Dynasty has a royal law." According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, all demon monks who have transformed into shapes, if they are not criminalized, can naturally enter the territory of our Great Zhou Dynasty freely. However, I said Ao Jinzhou, you are also a big man in the Dragon Clan, why did you send you a disciple of the Dragon Clan to trespass into my Great Zhou military camp?"

"What nonsense!" Ao Jinzhou, who was opposite, smiled angrily at the famous flower monk in front of him.

As we all know, the land of the demon clan and the border of the Great Zhou Dynasty are each three hundred miles, and there is no garrison or defense in peacetime, which is a buffer area and shows peaceful coexistence.

A fleshy bone, passing through the sky, looked from afar as if it had hit a star. Lu Zhishen, with his hands full of oil stains, untied the golden monk's robe, revealing crimson soft armor on his chest, delicate and small, like a woman's profane clothes, his mouth was like thunder, and he sang solemnly, "A certain is the general of the Great Zhou Dynasty Fuhu is also! This time, he led three hundred black armor soldiers to meet the demon envoy, and the place where he went was where my Great Zhou military camp was located!"

"You!" Ao Jinzhou, the dragon clan, roared angrily, raised his hand and pointed at Lu Zhishen, a fire dragon was born out of thin air, the momentum was huge, but after all, it was extinguished in the snowflakes in the sky. Ao Jinzhou, his figure flashed, and then disappeared, but there was a voice of hatred in the distance, "Lu Zhishen, don't think that Ao is afraid of you." ”

Lu Zhishen didn't answer, just glanced in the direction of Tianci Lake in Kaizhou Town, and then drank with a smile. The day before yesterday, he was there, secretly killing a dragon disciple. At that time, that dragon disciple had just dived into Tianci Lake from the underground secret passage and patrolled in the middle of the lake. He didn't care, but suddenly a little boy swam towards the bottom of the lake, and the dragon disciple couldn't help but open his bloody mouth. Naturally, he couldn't ignore it, so he used his powerful vajra finger to break through the dragon clan's disciple's Heavenly Spirit Acupoint.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhishen couldn't help but think of the little boy who was secretly rescued by himself. He drank wine, shook his head, and said in an aftertaste tone, "It seems to be related to my Buddha, but it doesn't seem to be there." After a while, he looked at Tianci Lake again with a solemn look, and muttered to himself, "Could it be that the Wuxu monk didn't have any soul or even divine consciousness left? ”

But the next moment, a mouthful of liquor choked out of his mouth, like a steaming arrow, shooting a little frost flower in the air.

The little boy, in the middle of the night, jumped into the Tianci Lake again, and once again swam towards the bottom of the lake.

At the bottom of the lake, what is there?! Lu Zhishen looked at it again.

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At the bottom of the lake, there is nothing. Li Xiaoer has changed his breath three times, but he still hasn't found anything similar to a ball or something that can emit light. He hung at the bottom of the lake, but his heart kept sinking. The body is like a bottomless pit, and countless lakes pour water into it。。。。。。

"What are you looking for?" Suddenly, a voice rang in my ears, no, in my head.

Li Xiaoer was like a drowning man grasping a life-saving straw, and hurriedly replied loudly, "I'm looking for a magic weapon!" He wanted to follow up and say, "Immortal, Master, please, help me." But somehow, the more anxious I was, the more I couldn't speak.

"What kind of magic weapon?" the voice asked, and then asked.

"Round, sparkling. Li Xiaoer blurted out without thinking.

"It's in your hands. The voice, silent for a moment, asked puzzled.

In an instant, Li Xiaoer felt as if his whole body was bathed in a warm light, and his whole body was warm, and he couldn't feel the harshness of the lake in the cold winter. He snapped his eyes open and realized that he had been rescued ashore.

This person, about the same age as himself, is of medium stature, and his face is a little round. At this moment, when he saw Li Xiaoer wake up, he said to Li Xiaoer with a smile while fiddling with the bonfire with his hand, "Are you awake? ”

Li Xiaoer, only then did he notice the coolness in his hand, so he hurriedly sat up, spread out his palm, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

It's clearly just a glass bead smeared with luminous powder.

"You're not happy, this is the inner dan of the shape-shifting dragon, commonly known as the Dragon Ball. At this time, Lu Zhishen floated in and smiled at this Li Xiaoer.

After reading the novel, Hugh is serious, how can there be a magic weapon sinking at the bottom of the lake.

Don't let the gentleman cry lightly, he is destined to have a fateful person.