As the gray light of the white bone sword tip in the hands of He Qifeng and the others flickered, those cyan leaves, suddenly like fireworks, burst out with phosphorus fluorescence, and the entire restaurant instantly fell into a daze. Between the phosphorus and phosphorus fluorescence, a dark shadow seemed to descend from the sky as if the Demon King of Terror had descended from the sky.

This person was wearing a dark blue robe, and the robe was embroidered with a three-legged medicine tripod, which looked like a pharmacist or a pill master, but there was a wisp of black and white beard floating under his miserable white face, and two eyes were embellished on it, like a black elf, full of ghosts, but it showed that the appearance of this person was probably not to save the dead, but to harvest life.

The dozens of ghost cultivators from before, when they saw this person, all showed a look of fear and anxiety, as if they wanted to step forward and salute, but they seemed to be hesitating whether to retreat quickly, standing there, their thin and cold bodies were like dead leaves in the wind. They knew this person, it was Lu Yeqing, who suddenly broke out in front of the monks of the world, performed ghost exercises, killed the master and senior brother, and took refuge in the black dragon envoy of Rakshasa Peak.

Lu Yeqing, after joining Rakshasa Peak, I don't know what adventures he had, not only was he quite favored by the Black Dragon Envoy, but his cultivation was also straight up, and in less than a year, he actually cultivated into a real monk. According to rumors, this person's cultivation of the ghost door exercises, another way, its own faction, the most ruthless and vicious, can inadvertently, directly devour the opponent's spirit and spirit, for his own use, and the opponent who is devoured is the corpse and bones, the body and spirit are destroyed. In addition, this person is loner and moody, in addition to being respectful to the black dragon envoy on Rakshasa Peak, he is ruthless, even the face of those true spirit ghost dragon monks is not sold, yes, a cadre of monks calls it "Ghost Yeqing" behind their backs, no one dares to provoke easily, and they all stay away.

At this moment, Lu Yeqing didn't look at this ghost cultivator, and he also ignored He Qifeng and the others who stood up, and his eyes just stared thoughtfully at the snow-white and cold white bone sword. He looked so focused, and the feminine and terrifying aura slowly overflowed, which actually made the yin wind gradually rise in the restaurant, and there was a faint sound of ghost crying.

The white bone sword in the hands of He Qifeng and the others also began to tremble, emitting a slight humming sound, and a layer of faint gray halo, which turned most of the power and aura brought by this person invisibly, so that they could barely stand. The group of ghost cultivators next to him, who were still menacing just now, were like ducks pinched by the neck, with green tendons on their heads, bulging eyes, and constantly drifting back.

A ghost cultivator finally couldn't help it, struggled, choked up, and said in a trembling voice, "Lu Shaoxia," the three words just finished speaking. That Lu Yeqing, his left eyebrow was slightly raised, and the cyan leaves in the air suddenly divided into more than a dozen, silently and quickly, respectively on the foreheads of these dozen ghost cultivators.

A miserable scream sounded, and this group of ghost cultivators immediately turned into bursts of green smoke, and the dozen or so leaves drifted away with the wind.

At this time, Zhang Cuilu suddenly closed her eyes and let out a high-pitched scream, and then the momentum of the whole person changed, her hands were folded, the white bone sword appeared above her elbows, and a faint golden light appeared around her body. Subsequently, He Qifeng, Bi Lanlan, He Xiaohua and others also displayed the Mandala Heavenly Sword almost at the same time. Wei Daotian, Da Zi Zai Tian, Emperor Shakti, and other heavenly law phases, each of them made a wrathful phase, and the nine white bone swords were majestically facing Lu Yeqing in front of him.

Wei Daotian, Da Zi Zai Tian, Emperor Shakti, these Dharma Phases, Lu Yeqing naturally recognized them, and couldn't help but sigh in surprise, as if he couldn't imagine that He Qifeng and the other nine people really used the Buddhist exercises. Then he smiled again, "It's really interesting." Let Lu give your nine white bone swords a try!" He could see at a glance that the key to the formation formed by He Qifeng and the others was on the nine white bone swords.

I saw that as soon as he stretched out his hand, a white bone sword also appeared in his palm, and the cold white light flowed, fluttering, with endless chill, stabbing towards He Qifeng and the others. He Qifeng and the others, their bodies flickered, but the white bone sword was sent forward from different directions, and finally the gray sword qi condensed at the front end of the white bone sword stabbed by the person.

Seeing this, Lu Yeqing secretly spit out spiritual power in his palm, and a black gas gushed out from the end of the white bone sword, like a fierce ghost and a bloodthirsty poisonous arrow, carrying a yin wind ghost howl, and flew into the gray sword qi. But seeing He Qifeng and the others, the golden light of the Dharma Ministers flashed, and the gray air mass shot out by the nine white bone swords immediately grew a little stronger. Lu Yeqing's miserable face was a look of surprise again, at this moment, the ghost qi emitted through the white bone sword actually seemed to have entered a bottomless pit, silent and inductive. You must know that now that the Infernal Shadow Shura Gong, he has cultivated to the eighth layer, and he has another adventure, and the Shura ghost aura of this Infernal Shadow Shura Gong is displayed, even the Buddhist monks of the same level must be careful to deal with it, but I didn't expect to be here at this moment, but it is like a mud cow into the sea, quietly.

Lu Yeqing, looking at the gray air mass, not at all like the Buddhist practice atmosphere he had encountered before, and then looked at the nine white bone swords that echoed horizontally and horizontally behind him, recalling his own induction, he couldn't help but be happy in his heart, quietly withdrew the white bone sword in his hand, turned around in the air, and looked like he was about to fly away, but the next moment, he turned around suddenly, his right hand poked out, the black gas around him was flying, but the palm of his palm quietly turned into a dark green color in the black gas churning, and a black and blue light flew out quietly in the covering.

The white bone swords of He Qifeng and the others flew in unison again, offering a gray light cluster. This gray light group met with Lu Yeqing's black and blue light, entangled for a moment, and then separated, as if no one could help anyone. But Lu Yeqing's face changed again. Because, after the black and blue light was separated from the gray light, after a while, it gradually transformed into a green color, and then gradually turned into a green hazy skull phantom.

Lu Yeqing sucked in his palm, and the green hazy skull phantom immediately flew upside down and sank into his palm. Lu Yeqing, his eyebrows raised, his left and right hands poked out together, the dark cyan robe, bulging high, and countless cyan leaves flew out from it again.

At this time, Zhang Cuilu screamed fiercely again, and at the same time, her eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly opened suddenly, and her hands that were closed in front of her chest quickly formed a big Ri Rulai Law Definition Seal. He Qifeng and the others felt that the white bone swords they controlled were flying together uncontrollably, forming a rosette state, rotating in unison, and projecting Dao sword qi in the direction of Lu Yeqing in front of them.

Lu Yeqing, seeing the nine white bone swords in front of him, suddenly changed, shooting out authentic sword qi, which continued to bloom in the air like lotus flowers, he couldn't help but shout, his hands stretched out suddenly, and the leaves flying in the air appeared one by one, and the skull head shadow appeared piece by piece, with an inexplicable weirdness, and rushed over. From a distance, in the black ghostly aura, two cyan dragons flew out from behind them, but they saw their heads, but they couldn't see their tails.

The black ghost aura turns into an ink background. He Qifeng, Zhang Cuilu and others stood on a lotus platform, their bodies full of Venus shining, as if they were constantly burning; Lu Yeqing, floating in the air, his face was as white as the water of the netherworld, and the dark cyan robe was fluttering behind him, and on the robe, it was faintly visible, a green vine was wrapped around a three-legged medicine tripod, as if it was a living thing. Lotus flowers, constantly flying out of the lotus platform, in the green and cold leaves, continue to bloom, keep withering, and then the flowers fall with the leaves, falling into the endless void below.

At this time, Zhang Cuilu was trembling all over, her face was in endless pain, her tearful eyes were raised into the air, and her lips were slightly weakly separated, giving people the feeling that she was screaming or screaming silently. His hands, slowly changing, and the handprints, one after another, give people a sense of incomparable peace. Once these two different sensations appeared on him at the same time, time seemed to stand still for a few breaths, and it seemed like a century.

Lu Yeqing, inexplicably surprised, paused his hands slightly, and then felt that an inexplicable aura appeared in the entire restaurant, and then, there were bursts of Sanskrit singing from outside the sky, and a golden lotus appeared under his feet, but then disappeared, like a fantasy. Looking ahead, the lotus seat synthesized by the nine white bone swords suddenly dissipated, flying out of nine white beads, flying towards He Qifeng, Zhang Cuilu and other nine people, in front of the nine people, emitting a faint soft light, and then, these nine people dissipated like bubbles.

In the restaurant, the ubiquitous, the black ghost aura that ordinary people can't see their fingers in it, gradually fades. Lu Yeqing had a gloomy face, standing in the air, falling into deep contemplation, like a thousand-year-old tree, the green leaves around it are flying, there is no root but it does not wither, and it is lonely but it does not return to its roots.

These nine white bone swords, the breath inside, I seem to have vaguely seen somewhere? Its cold killing method also seems to be similar to the Nine Shadows and Blue Falling Xuangong that I unintentionally learned. But just now, these nine people really used the Buddhist Gate Exercises to drive these nine white bone swords, not to mention that in the end, these nine people used their swords to break through the sky and escape, leaving behind the vision of the Sanskrit Golden Lotus? But in this way, the Buddhism and the Ghost Gate exercises can be integrated? Isn't this ridiculous? Could it be said that the Wuxu monk who refined the nine white bone swords was actually a demon cultivator? From the Buddha to the demon, but he was not familiar with the Buddhism Gate Demon Gate exercises, and he did not see through them?

The monk Wuxu, who was suspected by Lu Yeqing, was rushing to Qiankun Island at this moment.

This monk, after leaving the Lotus Law Peak, in the sea of clouds, with the state of mind of "I am a cloud", wandered for a few days, wandered and turned, and came to a place called Xiangyun Island. This island, although it is close to the center of the sea of clouds, is a place where all parties do not care, and most of the people who come and go are some loose cultivators, or small sects. The so-called auspicious clouds are just general, big and inappropriate, just like a cat and a dog.

This kind of urban-rural junction is exactly the shelter of blind streams like us. Wuxu, came up to Lushan, shook for a few days, and also knew the term blind stream. laughed at himself like this in his heart, and walked slowly towards a lively place in front of him.

This so-called lively place, how to put it, is like a roadside stall. Two red-faced monks, dressed in wide monk's robes, were making tea there, and a dozen monks of all kinds took refuge in all kinds of monks. Wuxu looked at the past, these dozen people, three or three, twos and threes, or sitting or lying, or whispering, or closing their eyes to warm their minds, all of them were complacent, self-satisfied, but after a closer look, they felt like the scoundrels at the entrance of the village.

Wuxu stepped forward and faced the two red-faced monks in monk's robes, clasping his palms, but he hadn't said yet. One of them glanced at the empty fragrant wooden bowl in Wuxu's hand, and said with a snort, "This master, although we are wearing monk's robes, we are not unavoidably fishy, let alone a disciple of Buddhism. Master, if you want to turn your fate and run a small business, you can't afford it. Listening to the tone, it seems that he has suffered a loss under the hands of a monk.

Wuxu smiled, "This benefactor is not a disciple of Buddhism, let alone a master. In the next, passing by here, I just want to buy a cup of tea to drink. ”

The man looked like a big man, listened to Wuxu's words, and did not argue with the sentence "this donor" at the beginning of Wuxu, but showed a rather understanding expression, looked at the thin monk's robe on Wuxu's body, nodded, and said, "Tea is not a good tea, it is the old West Lake Longjing in the world." It's not expensive, the Yin Demon Stone of the Prison Demon Peak, the Demon Refining Pill of the Yin Gang Peak, the Netherworld Grass of the Rakshasa Peak, the Arhat Incense of the Lotus Law Peak, the Heart Nourishing Pill of the Qingjing Peak, the Righteous Qi Pill of Haoran Peak, any kind, regardless of quality, one is enough. ”

Hey, there's no uniformity in weights and measures. At that time, Qin Shi Huang swallowed thousands of miles, swept the eight directions, unified the weights and measures of the world, I can't imagine that among the monks, it is still so primitive, is this a return to simplicity?

When Wuxu came to his senses, the man said disdainfully, "Don't you think that I am swaggering here! Although it is the old West Lake Longjing in the world, do you know that this is Lushan? Not in the world? This old West Lake Longjing is in demand!"

Wu Xuan was surprised, "Aren't there many sects that have moved all the world's industries to Lushan? Could it be that there are no monk sects near the West Lake, or have they not moved a few acres of tea fields with their hands?"

The man glanced at Wuxu like an idiot, turned around and continued to make tea. Wuxu, standing there, laughed dryly a few times, and there was a monk lying on his back next to him, squinting his eyes and standing up, clearing his throat, and saying to Wuxu, "Don't be surprised, these two brothers are like this." Last time, there was a monk who said that he came down to do business from Lotus Law Peak, passed by here, drank a few pots of good Tieguanyin, but did not give a penny, saying that it was a disciple of Buddhism, so it should be convenient. The monk's cultivation realm is close to a real person, and his two brothers can't beat him, so they have to suffer a dumb loss. ”

This person said it implicitly, but many of the tea tasters next to him laughed. It seems that many details that can be used as talking points have not yet been disclosed. The faces of the two red-faced monks turned even redder, and they looked like two cups of black tea that were about to boil.

Wu Xu, learning from everyone present, smiled slightly, and said, "If the old West Lake Longjing in the world is valuable, there is a maple leaf red in Qixia Temple below, I don't know if you can change a cup of tea to drink?"

As soon as Wu Xu's words came out, the two red-faced monks who were still puffing up their anger immediately surrounded them, holding teapots and cups, and without saying a word, they poured a full cup for Wu Xu.

Wuxu, seeing that these two were so attentive, immediately took out a slice, handed it to one of them, and then took a sip slowly, but secretly frowned, "This West Lake Longjing, is it true? ”

The two took the maple leaf red, glanced at it, and then both flew away. With Wuxu's divine sense, he seemed to fly into a nearby cave, as if he was checking the maple leaf red he gave, and his expression was like a farmer holding a gold ingot, and he couldn't help but shake his head slightly and sigh.

At the same time, the dozen or so monks present all gathered around and asked when Wuxu had arrived at Lushan, and what else could be exchanged for it? Dudu, the tea guest who had just spoken to Wuxu first, stood there cringe, without saying a word.

Wu Xuan sent everyone away in a few words, drank a cup of tea, and found that the atmosphere was gradually solemn, and there was a faint murderous aura, and he couldn't help but sigh and ask, "Is it for a piece of maple leaf red in Qixia Temple, a cup of old West Lake Longjing, and you are going to fight?

Wuxu walked around the island twice, listened to some rumors, and saw that it was getting late, so he stopped in a quiet place, suddenly turned around, looked behind, and said, "The little monk looks at you, you can still keep your state of mind, why are you so obscene?"

A moment later, a figure jumped out of the stone crack three hundred meters away from Wuxu, walked up to Wuxu nervously, bowed down and said, "Senior Su Ji, see senior." ”

Wuxu waved his hand, "What seniors and juniors, have something to say." ”

The man immediately plucked up his courage and crackled, first saying how he was, and then saying that he had just seen Wuxu in the tea house, and he knew that Wuxu was a master, and then said that he wanted to follow the master to the rivers and lakes, and finally said mysteriously that he knew that there was a secret auction meeting, and if Wuxu brought rare things from the world, he could go and exchange for some treasures from the sky.

Treasure of the Outer Heavens?Wuxu suddenly thought of the time on Qiankun Island, when the Danmen joined forces with the Moon Occultation Sect to use the unintentionally discovered Cloud Mirage to hold a secret auction meeting. When I asked, it was.

Unexpectedly, this auction conference had a sensational impact and became a brand. Wuxu couldn't help but think of Danmen's eldest grandson Chi and eldest grandson Ci, and couldn't help but think of Zhang Ruoyue and Xuanjizi.

Wu thought in his heart, and was about to fly away, but suddenly saw the poor man, and couldn't help but soften his heart, and asked, "A piece of maple leaves in Qixia Temple, a cup of aged West Lake Longjing, why can you make your mind lose your mind and fight? Is it that there is no place for you to stand on Lushan Mountain?"

The man smiled bitterly, brewed or calmed down some emotions, and replied, "I can't hide it, what the predecessors saw is the truth." ”

"What's the truth?"

"A piece of maple leaf red in Qixia Temple, a cup of aged West Lake Longjing, you can lose your mind and fight. ”

"Why?"

"One day of cultivation is as deep as the sea, and it is difficult to go up the mountain and come down the mountain. ”

Everyone was a monk, with a few words and a sense of divine sense, but they conveyed the details in detail.

The so-called it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, there are two meanings, one is that the Lushan Great Array is opened, and the aura here is abundant, and the aura in the world is becoming more and more rare; Later, when you enter and leave Lushan, if you ask a real monk for help, there is a clear price, and even the so-called unspoken rules. This light and darkness, come up and take off a layer of skin, go down and take off the skin again, don't die? Yes, whether it is a small scatter or a small sect or a small door, it is a little impossible to go back when you come. Not to mention sitting and eating the empty mountains, it is the jungle rules in the sea of clouds on Lushan Mountain, and they also discipline you to be poor and white, and you are so anxious to sell yourself as a slave.

In a word, this way of heaven has changed so much, and this Lushan Mountain is really like a big mountain, which makes you breathless.

Wuxu thought for a moment and asked, "If you are a monk, in the sea of clouds, there is abundant spiritual energy, even if there is no major sect to take you in, you can also retreat and practice penance and become self-taught?

The man said with a wry smile, "The predecessors said very well, but in the vast sea of clouds, if you talk about retreat and penance, this cave is also very difficult to find! Don't say that the aura is abundant, it is an ordinary cave, if your cultivation is not high, there is no backstage, and you can't live for a few days, someone will come to collect protection money and drive you away." If you don't go, some of them will be high, and they will lay down the prohibition that deceives the heavens and the earth and isolates the aura. There was no aura, not even water, and they sent people to harass and attack in turn. In the end, I am like a lost dog!"

Wuxu understood, understood, woke up, and was cheerful, and sighed at this person, "Okay." Let's go together. In heaven and on earth, there is always a place to stay. “

That's right

The green robe hides skeletons with him, and he used to preach the Dharma and wait for fate.

A cup of aged tea is bitter in Lushan, and Fang knows that Lingshan is in his heart.