Standing above Poyang Lake, Shen/Changqi, listening to Zhu Yuanzhang's faint and hateful words, looking at the beacon fire everywhere in the world, a piece of life and misery, seemed to have an understanding.

At this moment, in the night, in the beacon fire, tens of thousands of soldiers, densely packed like a tide of insects, the sound is insignificant, under the feet, like an undercurrent. There was no blood light, and the color of blood red seemed to be completely unable to move three feet from the ground, and the ticket flew a little higher, and it was pressed down by the deep night and boundless darkness.

Shen/Changqi was suddenly startled! Recently, whenever a big battle came, on the battlefield where flesh and blood were flying, the huge blood pool passage would appear in the air, and the blood-red pillars of the Dao Dao would rise, but now, they seemed to have never appeared with the birth of the Demon Peak Demon Heavenly Wheel. On the contrary, in the sky above those large and small battlefields, the night was a little thick and a little sticky. Shen/Changqi, and then release the divine sense, in all directions, boundless night, it seems that some places are heavy and some places are light, but the strange thing is that those heavy nights are slowly flying upwards, uneven, intermittently forming a grimace, staring towards Shen/Changqi, twisting, squirming, and flying over.

"Ghost spirit!" Shen/Changqi was surprised, and then his face turned pale, and he turned his head to look at Lushan not far away.

Zhu Yuanzhang, beside him, was silent, his eyes didn't know where to look. Shen/Changqi's exclamation, he didn't seem to have heard it, or he had expected it.

Shen/Changqi looked at Zhu Yuanzhang suspiciously, and was also silent for a while. After a while, Fang Cai said again, "The Demon Heavenly Wheel of the Prison Demon Peak was born, and according to common sense and order, it was the turn of the Bagua Tongtian Sword of Qingjing Peak, or the Red Tomorrow Book of Haoran Peak. How could it be the turn of Rakshasa Peak, Yin Yang Ten Thousand Ghost Flags?"

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang retracted his gaze, looked at Shen/Changqi with complicated eyes, and said slowly, "These things, a certain martial artist, and not those big people who fly around and follow the law, how can they gain insight and know?"

Zhu Yuanzhang's words are very correct. A martial artist, I don't know who put it on his head, but those things, including the fact that all the armies in the world are fighting to the death in the night at this moment, and the dead ghosts are flocking to Lushan, including Fang Cai, the two of them originally just wanted to go to Lushan to "observe and appreciate" the weather of the birth of the magic weapon Demon Tianlun, which is comparable to the immortal weapon, but they were "careless" What I saw, heard, and participated in, those all kinds of flashing things, the Demon Seeking Ceremony, Lu Miaoying's might, Wen Tianxiang's clouds and rain, as well as the ups and downs of Wuxu and the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, as well as the face-to-face confrontation of those True Spirit Monks, the secret hand behind them. These various things, how can Zhu Yuanzhang and Shen/Changqi see clearly, guess thoroughly, and say clearly? ?

Not only the two of them, but even the many monks on the Lushan Mountain.

The birth of the Demon Prison Peak Demon Heavenly Wheel was naturally expected, but why didn't the righteous path monk stop it with all his might?

Why did the three major forces of Lushan and the Sea of Clouds, Baoxin Island, Qiankun Dao, and Bauhinia League begin to help each other, and when they came to the back, they stopped making a move, and secretly let go of those demon cultivators? Baoxin Island, Qiankun Dao, and Bauhinia Alliance, what is their relationship with the Moon Occultation Sect? What is the relationship between the Moon Occultation Sect and the forces of Buddha, Tao, Confucianism, demons, demons, and ghosts represented by the six peaks of Lushan Mountain?

And the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, the moon occultation sect, and the six peaks of Lushan, each with a clever heart, why do they join forces vertically and horizontally, when enemies and sometimes friends? Finally, where did the nine-leaf green lotus lamp fall into the hands? How did the Wuxu monk of the Lotus Law Peak enter the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, and he couldn't refine this thing, but he almost blew himself up, and in the end, what happened?

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These things, all kinds of speculations, on the sea of clouds in Lushan, when the sun rose as usual, turned into countless gossip, secretly spreading among countless monks. However, all secretly, quietly, because the six peaks of Lushan Mountain, and even Baoxin Island, Qiankun Dao, and Bauhinia League, were immediately strictly ordered not to talk about nonsense, and even reprimanded and disposed of a group of monks because of this.

Therefore, the gossip of the sea of clouds in Lushan only existed for less than a day, and on the second day, when the sun rose as usual, the ice melted away, and at least no one talked about it in public. Of course, the wealth is moving, the treasure is charming, and naturally there are some monks, forming a team, sneakily running to the place where the nine-leaf green lotus lamp disappeared, that is, Baoxin Island, Qiankun Dao, Bauhinia League, the central area of the sea of clouds where the three forces are intertwined, and secretly search for the whereabouts of the nine-leaf green lotus lamp and that Wuxu. But without exception, by the Moon Occultation Sect, Lu Miaoying, took a flying boat, the so-called cloud boat to catch the moon, one pointed to the moon, the other pointed to the nebula, to the life of the obliterated, turned into nothing.

Lu Miaoying killed without a trace of fireworks, but it was upright, as if announcing to everyone that the Nine-Leaf Blue Lotus Lantern was the forbidden body of the Moon Occultation Sect, and others were not allowed to touch it. And her behavior, or the hidden declaration, seems to have been acquiesced in by the six peaks of Lushan. Since then, the nine-leaf green lotus lamp has become history and memory, which only remains in the hearts of some people.

As for Wuxu, who is Wuxu? Most of him is dead, or as some secret channels have revealed, the real Buddhist monk of the Lotus Peak, Wuxu, has fallen into the devil, and at this moment he is receiving the light of the Buddha in the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, and in the lamp of Yongzhen, he will fall into the Infernal Fire Forever.

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Qiankun Island of Qiankun Road, in the mirage of clouds that was used by the Occult Moon Sect as a secret city, somewhere, a candle lamp with a lotus flower as the bottom emitted a faint white light, and next to it, there was a bronze incense burner, curling sandalwood and green smoke, and a wooden fish, which was being beaten by a naked monk sitting cross-legged. This monk is Wuxu, and at this moment he is beating the wooden fish, muttering Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

"The Buddha told Subodhi that all Bodhisattvas and Mahasattvas should subdue their minds in this way. All sentient beings and the like, if they are oviparous, if they are viviparous, if they are wet, if they are incarnated, if they are colored, if they are colorless, if they have thoughts, if they have no thoughts, if they are not thinking, if they are not thinking, they are all extinguished by me. If it is the destruction of immeasurable and countless boundless sentient beings, there are no sentient beings who have attained extinction. If a bodhisattva has the appearance of self, the appearance of people, the appearance of sentient beings, and the appearance of the long-lived, he is not a bodhisattva. ”

Zhang Ruoyue, from a distance, flew over, looked at this scene, also sat cross-legged in the void, closed her eyes, folded her hands, and looked at the situation, as if she was following the monk and reciting scriptures silently.

Knock knock, the sound is like water dropping on a stone. Wu Xu, naked, while knocking on the wooden fish, while chanting, as if to time to freeze, this moment becomes forever.

Zhang Ruoyue finally opened her eyes, parted her palms, and said, "I didn't expect that these few people would sacrifice their lives to serve the Buddha in the end and turn into wicks." ”

Wuxu didn't speak, but the wooden fish's voice rang heavily, and the candle lamp at the base of the white lotus lit up a little. The lights are hot, and several figures appear, such as Buddha and Bodhisattva, the treasure is solemn, and it is endless.

Zhang Ruoyue lowered her head and raised her eyebrows, "Master Wuxu, people can't be resurrected after death, please mourn and change." ”

The naked bald monk stopped chanting, opened his eyes to look at Zhang Ruoyue, and said coldly, "Ruoyue Fairy, if you can borrow Yuehua to help me completely refine this nine-leaf green lotus lamp, it will naturally be excellent." If it's just to come and sneer, please go back, and tell Master Ling, I am waiting for her to kill the little monk at any time. ”

Zhang Ruoyue doesn't seem to be the first time I've heard Wuxu say this. She, with a silent wry smile, shook her head, and was about to turn into a bright moon when Lu Miaoying appeared. Her figure was ethereal, as if she was still thousands of miles away, but with a flick of her hand, she stopped Zhang Ruoyue from sacrificing the bright moon.

"The nine-leaf green lotus lamp was originally a treasure of Buddhism, but it was unexpected that you broke the glass lampshade together. Lu Miaoying's voice seemed to float from nine heavens away, but its figure instantly stopped in front of Wuxu, "The Tao and the law are mutually reinforced, if you want to save your subordinates and senior brothers, you can only use the heart of Ruoyue Mingyue to capture their divine consciousness from the wick of the Buddha lamp, and then arrange for them to be reincarnated, or find the physical body to take away,"

Lu Miaoying's eyes were a little complicated, and even had a hint of ambiguity or confusion. She was flying, and countless colors appeared in a palace costume, circling Wuxu, like a heavenly demon dance. It was rare for her to hold Zhang Ruoyue's hand, but her bright face turned into a hook of stars and moons, and her eyes flashed in front of the naked Wuxu, around Wuxu, "Or, after going to the heavens and the outer heavens, this palace will intercede with the sect master on your behalf and let them practice the exercises that can become ghosts and immortals." ”

Enlightened, silent. The sound of the wooden fish still sounded knocking.

Lu Miaoying smiled. She held Zhang Ruoyue's hand, and pieces of moonlight flew out of the two of them, like water and swords, projected on the candle lamp with the white lotus as the bottom opposite Wuxu. Zhang Cuilu, Bi Lanlan, Cheng Song, He Xiaohua, Jiang Dingchun, Lu Pingshan, Zhao Qiuhe, the avatars of the seven of them, in an instant, appeared and disappeared in the light.

With the realization of the body, his eyes were arrogant, but tears began to flow silently from the corners of his eyes. He looked at the heads of the seven people in the candlelight in front of him, his hands on his chest, gathered into a lotus flower, and the soles of his feet

"Heart of the Bright Moon!" The wooden fish stopped, and a broken drink sounded, word by word, as if the mantra was recited.

Lu Miaoying suddenly laughed and flew into the distance.

The heart of the bright moon emerged from Zhang Ruoyue's chest and flew to Wuxu's head. The moonlight is like hail, not a pool of autumn water, it is a waterfall, it is a fine rainstorm, it is a large bead and a small bead falling on the jade plate, cold, and intense.

The moonlight poured like a note, flying down like stars, Zhang Cuilu, Bi Lanlan, Cheng Song, He Xiaohua, Jiang Dingchun, Lu Pingshan, Zhao Qiuhe seven figures, in the sound of Wuxu's chanting, with the ten fingers of Wuxu like a lotus, swaying and undulating.

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Baoxin Island, Huanzhu Building, back hall, Su Ji sat on a Taishi chair, on the right side of the coffee table, there was a teapot and a teacup in a copper plate, the copper plate side, and a book. The book is put in the cover, and in the teacup with a false buckle, the tea is still steaming.

Su Ji, dressed in a gray shirt, sat there, with the fragrance of tea around him, unable to hide the gloom of his body.

As soon as the Huanzhu Building opened, the Demon Peak Demon Heavenly Wheel was born. In the depths of the sea of clouds outside the island, the bloody battle caused by the Demon Seeking Ceremony, as well as the competition between all sides around the Buddhist Gate's heavy treasure nine-leaf blue lotus lantern, are all thrilling, the relationship between the enemy and me, changing in an instant, between the body and death, between light and shadow. During this time, there were still many monks, both bright and dark, righteous and evil, intentional or unintentional, who regarded this Huanzhu Tower as a dilapidated grass house, and the wind and rain came over, and the cold wind and rain drifted in, and the open flames spread stubbornly, and the scorching sun shone down! Su Ji was in a dangerous sea of clouds full of demonic energy when he hurried from Qiankun Island to Baoxin Island before.

The four men, two men and two women, who had just been recruited, all died one after another. Su Ji is also covered with nearly 100 scars of all sizes, and has repeatedly fallen into danger, if it weren't for the strange body of Xuanying Nine Changes, I'm afraid his life would not be able to be saved. But what's even more weird is that several times, when Su Ji was in danger of performing the Ghost Shadow Transformation of the Nine Transformations of Xuanying, it seemed that the other party's movements also paused for a moment, and it was a slight pause, and Su Ji, who had lived for the rest of his life, recalled it carefully afterwards that the key to his escape was the key to his escape.

Su Ji clearly recalled that when he was on the top floor of the Huanzhu Tower, looking up worriedly at the body of the Divine Consciousness that had swelled in the Void, in the miserable white light of the Thousand Feet Path, crumbling and about to explode at any time, a black shadow suddenly struck. That person, a real cultivator, seemed to be aware of the ghost path exercises that Su Ji was cultivating. As soon as he made a move, it was the famous talisman of Maoshan Yixi, the ghost exorcism and shadow breaking talisman, emitting a misty yellow light, forcing Su Ji out of the darkness, and then a little cinnabar flew up, emitting a red light in the air, like a bright red sword, flying towards Su Ji's trapped ghost.

At this moment, a pitch-black demon cloud floated over and landed on the misty yellow light and Su Ji. Su Ji only felt a thrill all over his body, and then he was ecstatic in his heart, that magic cloud seemed to float from the sea of clouds, and he didn't expect that there was a strong ghost aura in it. I don't know which real ghost cultivator made such a big move when the sea of clouds was fighting with people, and it actually caused the demon clouds to fly and flew to the sky above the Huanzhu Tower on Baoxin Island! Su Ji, almost like an electric shock, couldn't help but tremble all over his body, and the strong ghost qi flew into his body as if he had found an outlet. He immediately spun his body with all his might, like a fish leaping over the dragon gate, and flew out of the misty yellow halo emitted by the demon exorcism talisman along the demon cloud. But I could only hear the man exclaim, and then he also fled quickly.

Then not long after, as the nine-leaf green lotus lamp and Wuxu disappeared in the depths of the sea of clouds, the Imprisoned Demon Peak announced the end of the Demon Seeking Ceremony, and the boundless demonic qi also disappeared with the Demon Heavenly Wheel and flew away. Lushan, Yunhai, and Baoxin Island also quickly returned to normal. And Huanzhu Lou has not been disturbed by any more nuisances, and the real monk of Maoshan Taoist who Su Ji feared the most has never appeared on Baoxin Island again, as if the world has evaporated.

The water in the teacup has cooled, and the fragrance in the air has faded. Streams of black gas came out from under Su Ji's gray clothes. The black qi and gray clothes floated on the Taishi chair, and Su Ji seemed to have melted into the boundless darkness all over his body, with only a pair of eyes, lonely and cold, shooting out a faint white light.

"Now, it's already the seventh day, and the Nine Transformations of the Xuan Shadow have also been cultivated to the fifth layer. The ghost qi that flew into his body was still the same as it had begun! In the past six days, whenever he had free time, he would refine this thing in the secret room. But every time I feel that I have completely refined this thing, the next day, it automatically appears mysteriously, as strong as ever. ”

In the air, the ghost qi spread rapidly, silently, but it was churning and stirring. Su Ji's gaze also began to become more and more enthusiastic and white. Su Ji couldn't wait to immediately order the newly recruited guys to close the Huanzhu Tower, while he flew into the secret room and cultivated the Nine Transformations of the Xuanying.

But he finally held back, and suddenly he straightened his stomach and sat up from the smooth backrest. The ghostly aura that permeated the surroundings surged towards where he was.

Outside the small window, a few begonias, between the new branches, are all red, and all of them are withered. Su Ji reached out, slowly poured the cold tea on the ground, and then poured another cup for himself. The fragrant teacup is still on top of the coffee table. Su Ji, but paced to the window again.

He took out a jade slip from his sleeve, put it in the palm of his hand, rubbed it carefully, and quietly looked at the withered begonias outside the window, the willow leaves like knives, the flowers were red and the branches were green, the birds were flying and the dew was dropping, and the sun was shading. It seems that after a lazy nap, I want to face the garden by the window and chant a poem.

This jade slip, this morning, a guest wanted to buy a pair of "Crane Ming" calligraphy with ten high-grade Yin Demon Stones. This pair of calligraphy is the line of calligraphy of Huang Luzhi, a Taoist in the Northern Song Dynasty, with vertical and horizontal meanings, such as spears and halberds. This is also considered a first-class work among the many works that copy this "Crane Ming", but in terms of its value, it seems that it is not worth ten high-grade Yin Demon Stones. What's even more strange is that the guest, who paid half of the deposit, left this jade slip, and then drifted away, and when he left, he said that it was three days later, and he would use this jade slip as a basis to complete the transaction.

This jade slip, Su Ji has already probed with his divine sense. There is only one sentence in it, or five words, Shilipo Song Xiong.

It's very simple, the guest took out ten high-grade Yin Demon Stones, and what he really wanted to buy was not the "Crane Ming" calligraphy of Huang Tingjian, but the head of the Song Bear in Shilipo, or the life.

Su Ji suddenly realized.

He put away the jade slip, looked through the red and willow green flowers in front of the window, the light and shadow swayed, and came to the front hall of the Huanzhu Building. It seems that another guest has arrived, standing under the shop window, occasionally pointing.

He summoned the new recruit and gave a few orders. The guy opened his mouth suspiciously, looked up and was about to ask, but under Su Ji's cold gaze, he couldn't help but shiver, and immediately nodded again and again, and hurriedly retreated.

The warm wind rose, the begonias outside the window shook red, and Su Ji was dressed in a gray shirt, as if standing in the blood rain.

The tea in the cup is cold again, and the fragrance is also light.

Su Ji's figure also gradually faded, gradually like silk, and gradually the ghost changed, and there was no shadow.

That's right

The Buddha lamp is still shining on the clouds, and there is no dojo for the initiates.

What is the pity after life and death? The gray shirt shadow is faint and the begonia is withered.