The stone said goodbye to everyone, left Lingyun Temple, and walked along the original road in the direction of Maoshan Mountain.

After walking for a day, the stone was lost in the middle of the way, and when he turned back and walked on the right path, the sky was already dark, and he caught up with this section of the mountain road, and there was no one in the middle of it, and the stone walked in fear, looking forward to finding a store to stay, even if there was a resident staying on the side of the road, but after walking for several miles, it was still deserted.

The moonlight was hazy, the fog in the mountains was rising, the cold was gradually pressing, and the clothes of Lingyunguan were also worn by stones to keep out the cold.

The chirping of a few night owls floated in the fog, like a lonely soul wandering at will, and in the silence of the night, it became more and more harsh.

Walking fast at the foot of the stone, not daring to stay here for a long time, listening to the sound of his footsteps echoing in the mountain road, accompanied by the chirping of the night owl, it was so lonely, the stone was more and more frightened in his heart, holding the obsidian in his hand, and hurried away.

Suddenly, there was a noise in the woods not far away, startling a few resident birds, and the stone was startled, and he retreated vigilantly to the side, observing the movement around him by the moonlight.

In the moonlight, the dark woods were quiet again, and after a while, there was no abnormality in the woods, and the stone relaxed a little and continued to hurry.

Turning through a forest, a stone cliff appeared in front of me, only to see that under the bright moon, an abrupt stone cliff, stretched out like an eagle's beak, hanging in the clouds, on the stone cliff, stood a tall figure dressed in black, hair was also wrapped in night clothes, standing with his hands behind his back, as if waiting for something.

When the stone saw the man in black, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly walked forward with light steps, not wanting to alarm this person.

"Little Master, why don't you take a look at it when it's so moonlight?" said the man in black with his back to the stone, it was a man's voice, hoarse and low, and his voice seemed to have been smoked.

The stone was taken aback, but did not stop under his feet, and whispered, "I, I am on my way." ”

"The clouds are high and the moon rises,

The sky is long, and I can't help but have a long way.

The willow only provokes the spring breeze,

How to keep pedestrians alive. ”

The man in black had a love for the moon, pretended to be Sven, and chanted a poem aloud, causing the stone to slow down slightly, and the man in black turned around, and the stone was so frightened that he almost screamed, only to see that he was clearly wearing a grimace mask on his face, hideous and terrifying.

"Little Master, don't be afraid, let me ask you, how is this scenery compared to the spiritual root of heaven and earth?"

Stone was very surprised, stopped, and said, "You, what are you talking about?"

The man in black sneered and said, "Little master, we don't do dark things, you know what I'm talking about." ”

"I, I don't know. ”

"In vain, I have been here for a long time, the little master is a person who does not understand human relations, I advise you to know each other and tell me all about your experience in the spiritual root, otherwise today will be your death. The man in black stepped forward angrily and pressed the stone.

The stone was startled, took a few steps back, held the obsidian, and said, "You, who are you? What are you going to do?"

The man in black sneered: "Others are afraid of the black stone in your hand, but I am not afraid." With that, he took out a yellow talisman from his bosom, a clay pot the size of a tea cadre, holding the jar in his left hand and a talisman in his right hand, and chanting words in his mouth.

A black smoke flew out of the clay pot and flew towards the stone, the stone clenched obsidian's right hand, suddenly froze, his whole body couldn't move, he stood still, he didn't know what was going on, the yin and yang qi in his body seemed to sense the danger, and it flowed rapidly, and the obsidian also emitted golden light, but the stone was stiff all over, and the black qi flew close at a glance.

The man in black is the real person of Lingyun Guanguan, he wants to know what happened after the stone enters the spiritual root, seeing that the stone has been silent, he has a poisonous plan, and put Gu poison in the food of the stone, and he came here in disguise today, planning to use witchcraft to collect the soul of the stone, as long as the black smoke cages the person, the three souls and seven spirits will be ingested into the clay pot, take a yellow charm, and the soul will be sealed in the clay pot, not to be reborn, not to enter the reincarnation, the body and the dead body fall to the ground, a life is whimper, this method is extremely secret, the ghost and god do not know.

The stone froze in place, watching the black smoke fly in front of him, terrified, and there was nothing to be done, the yin and yang qi rotated, the obsidian sparkled, but it could not stop the black smoke.

Just as the black smoke was about to hit the stone, a golden light flew out of the woods, forcing the black smoke back.

"Good dog road, and harm people here, it's really bold!" A woman's voice came out of the woods, listening to the voice was somewhat familiar, as soon as the words fell, a yellow figure flew out of the forest, falling in front of the stone, the stone body could not turn, looking at the woman's graceful back, she recognized that it was the golden flower lady she had seen before, she came to Lingyunguan to inquire about the whereabouts of Panhua Goro, this night I saw Zhang Zhenren dressed up as a man in black and came out to act, so he quietly followed, and then saved the stone.

When the man in black saw that his spell had been broken, he became angry, put away the clay pot yellow charm, and said angrily: "Demon, you dare to come and interfere with your Dao Master's good deeds!"

The stone's body gradually moved again, he took a step, walked behind the golden flower lady, and whispered, "Many, thank you for help." ”

The golden flower lady glanced back at the stone, and through the fine yellow veil covering her face, the stone saw a very charming face, and her eyes were moving.

The Golden Flower Lady turned her head and sneered at the man in black: "Dog Daoist, you are really vicious, you don't even let go of the little Taoist boy of your own Taoist temple!"

The man in black sneered: "Demon, I think you are tired of living, and you dare to ask about this Dao Master." ”

"If you don't return my Wulang's soul for a day, I'll pester you for a day, with my Jinhua Lady here, you don't want to do anything wrong today. The golden flower lady said angrily, picked up the golden bud hammer in her hand, and posed against the man in black.

The man in black said angrily: "Good demon, suffer death!" With a wave of his hand, two yellow talismans flew out of his sleeve, burning in mid-air, and after the firelight, two gods in gold clothes and gold armor stood side by side, expressionless, one holding an eight-edged gold mace, and one holding two silver guns, majestic, and went straight to the golden flower lady.

The Golden Flower Lady smiled contemptuously and said, "Dog Daoist, with such indiscriminate evil sect crooked techniques, I also want to fool your aunt and grandmother!"

The golden flower lady waved the golden bud hammer in her hand and fought with the two golden armor gods.

Only listen to the sound of the soldiers, the golden light shines, the stone sees the two gods are agile, the eight-edged gold mace is like a tiger descending the mountain, fluttering and rushing, indestructible, Zhang Er's silver spear is like a dragon swimming out of the sea, provoking and stabbing, pervasive, the stone is worried about the golden flower lady, and the hands are sweating.

The golden bud hammer is flying, like snowflakes in the sky, and like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, protecting the golden flower lady, the short hammer and the spear are helpless for a while, the golden flower lady laughs, "Grandma has played enough!" The golden bud hammer slammed and broke the eight-sided golden mace, and the golden flower lady took advantage of the situation to break the god with a hammer, turning into countless pieces of shredded paper, and the two silver spears did not last long, together with the god man was beaten out of the original form by the golden flower lady, and the scraps of paper were scattered on the ground.