The two of them walked in the thick fog one after the other, Feng Shuzhu walked in front, walking with his hands in his hands, and looked relaxed and free. Yi Dingjia followed closely, lowered his head and looked at the ground cautiously, his expression was serious and nervous, he didn't dare to be sloppy in the slightest, for fear that he would fall down if he didn't pay attention, and secretly thought that once the group of silverfish happened to fly back at this time, thinking of the piles of white bones, his body shook involuntarily, and he silently remembered the blessing of the ancestor in his heart.

The two were silent, and walked a few feet away, but they came to a flat place, Yi Dingjia immediately put his mind at ease, thinking that in this flat land, I will not wrestle, my mind is here, my chest is inevitably wide, I look around, but I find that the fog here is also a little thinner, needless to say, the vision is much better.

Suddenly, seeing Feng Shuzhu in front of him, he stopped not far in front of him, Yi Dingjia expected to find something, so he walked a few steps to Feng Shuzhu's side, raised his eyes and looked forward.

Suddenly, there seems to be a pool of clear water not far away, with a faint glow, and there are some things floating on the water surface, because of the mist, it is not real, but in a trance, it seems to be a lotus flower.

Yi Dingjia's heart jumped at this moment, isn't this the "Xiling Lotus Pond" pointed out by the ancestor in the poem? Thinking of this, he couldn't care about anything else, but raised his footsteps, ran for a while, and ran towards the shining light, in his eyes, those shaking glimmers of light seemed to be the brilliant brilliance emitted by gold and silver treasures at this moment, waving his hand to summon himself.

"Ah, I can't believe that this treasure came so easily. Yi Dingjia thought as he ran, and in order to lighten his load, he simply threw down the bamboo pole in his hand, opened his arms, and rushed forward to embrace the treasure of his dreams.

Finally, when he ran to the vicinity of the gleaming light, and only glanced inside, Yi Dingjia froze in place, with a frightened expression on his face, a pair of pupils contracted sharply, and after a while, he squatted down suddenly, turned his head to cover his mouth and nose, and vomited heavily.

At this time, there was a soft sound of Feng Shuzhu walking behind him, and then a pair of feet appeared in Yi Dingjia's sight and stopped.

Feng Shuzhu didn't pay attention to Yi Dingjia, but looked at the sparkling light with a calm face. Under the sparkling light, there was not any gold and silver treasure, nor water and nectar, but red blood, and what floated on the blood was not a lotus flower, but a human skull that had been stripped of its muscles and flesh with a sharp weapon. It was probably the weather, and the smell of decay wafting from the sparkling light was disgusting.

And on the side of the light opposite, there are some ash heaps after the bonfire has been burned out, and several corpses that have been cut off and kneeling, looking at the clothes should be ordinary mortals near the Beetle Ridge, and between the ash heaps, there are several pottery bowls, stacked with stripped muscles, it is obvious that this is some kind of sacrificial ritual of the Demon Dao.

Feng Shuzhu held his breath, walked around slowly, returned to the original point, turned around and looked at the direction of the time, and understood in his heart why the "extremely powerful sword" was stabbed, such a cruel and tyrannical act is really outrageous.

Yi Dingjia squatted on the ground, and after vomiting for a while, his expression eased slightly, but he no longer dared to look at the sparkling light, but turned his head and said sharply: "What kind of sect is this, so cruel and evil. ”

Feng Shuzhu didn't answer, his expression was slightly solemn, and after pondering for a moment, he moved his hand, gathered the beheaded corpses together, put them on the unburned firewood, picked up a long wooden stick, picked out the skull under the light, and put it with the corpse.

Everything was ready, Feng Shuzhu took out the fire fold, leaned down, lit the firewood, and after a while, the flame grew rapidly, spread upward, and also ignited the upper thick firewood, and in a blink of an eye it became a raging fire, and the fire gradually swallowed everything, and a smell of scorching human skin spread in all directions.

Perhaps because of the foggy weather, the firewood was a little damp, and during the burning process, smoke billowed out of the fire, forming a cylindrical column of smoke that stretched out into the sky.

Feng Shuzhu stared at the fire, two flames were reflected in his bright eyes, and he was silent, Yi Dingjia also stood up and came over, his face was much calmer at this time, and he seemed to have forgotten his previous fear.

The smoke column carried the heat and slowly rose, making the surrounding air seem to be a lot drier, and the fire made a crisp sound of "crackling" from time to time, and everything was going on in silence.

Yi Dingjia wanted to say something, but the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and finally he didn't say anything, so he had to learn the appearance of Feng Shuzhu, so he looked at the fire silently.

Many times, when we find out that the harm done to the innocent is too late to make amends, it seems as if all words and deeds are pale except silence.

After another moment, Yi Dingjia looked at the billowing pillar of smoke, the muscles on his face twitched a few times, in addition to the righteous indignation at the cruel practices of the Demon Dao, there was also a sense of regret in his heart, because he mistakenly thought that he had obtained the treasure of his dreams, but he had lost the soup again.

When the flames were at their largest and the smoke column was at its highest, there were suddenly two sounds of breaking the air behind his ears, and Feng Shuzhu did not look back, but still looked at the fire with a calm face.

Yi Dingjia was shocked, and immediately suspected that some demon disciples had come, and found out about their sabotage of the sacrifice, so he hurriedly turned his head to find out.

But not far behind him, there was a monk and two people, the monk was wearing a gray monk's robe, thick eyebrows and big eyes, burly, with eighteen Buddha beads wrapped around his wrist, except for the middle one carved with the Buddha's head, all of them were round, with crystal sandalwood purple, and next to the monk stood a young Taoist wearing a green sermon robe, wearing a Taoist scarf, and carrying a black sword behind him.

First of all, the monk stepped forward and spoke: "Amitabha, the poor monk thinks who lit the fire here, it turns out to be Feng Shaoxia. ”

The man didn't speak, but he took the opportunity to glance at Yi Dingjia, but more often, he stayed on the square flag with Yi Dingjia holding a bamboo pole, and his expression seemed to say, why did this old man look so familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, so he looked at it twice, and saw that Yi Dingjia had some hairiness in his heart, and then turned his head to look at Feng Shuzhu.

Hearing this, Feng Shuzhu slowly turned around and said lightly: "Empty Mage, Jingchen Zidao Chief." ”

Kong Xing nodded in return, looked at Yi Dingjia, and said suspiciously: "I don't know this elder?"

How could Yi Dingjia not recognize the status of the two sects in front of him, and he could get acquainted with the two leader-level sects of the righteous path today, he really couldn't ask for it, so he didn't wait for Feng Shuzhu's introduction, and he couldn't wait, so he stepped forward and arched his hand and said: "The old decay is Lingshan Yi Gua, and the second generation head of the Foolproof Sect, Yi Dingjia, is also." ”

Hearing this, Kong Xing and Jing Chenzi glanced at each other, their eyes were full of surprise, as if they were saying at the same time, the first time they heard of such a long name of the sect, especially Jing Chenzi, who has always been straightforward and fast, blinked, and opened his mouth to say: "Senior, what sect?"

When Yi Dingjia heard this, he immediately mistakenly thought that it was a disciple of the Great Gate Sect who was ridiculing his small sect, and his face was unhappy, and he said impatiently: "Lingshan Yi Hexagram is like a god, and it is foolproof. ”

Although he said it a second time, in fact, except for himself, the other three people in the field still didn't remember, Feng Shuzhu and Kongxing just smiled, but Jing Chenzi was more serious, after listening, he blinked a few times, shook his head and said, "I haven't heard of it." ”

When Yi Dingjia heard this, he was so angry that his beard grew tall, and he muttered, "That's because you don't know much." ”

If you put it on ordinary people, you must no longer pay attention to it, but Jing Chenzi is a straightforward and fast-talking personality, what is in her heart, she said it directly, and she was also anxious at the moment: "Hey, I said you old man, who has little knowledge, what is foolproof, it is bragging when you hear it." ”

When Yi Dingjia heard this, his heart was also angry, and he stretched out his hand to point at Jing Chenzi, and was about to speak, but he heard Feng Shuzhu beside him laugh and said: "Two Taoist friends, I don't know why they appeared here at the same time." ”

When Jing Chenzi heard this, he no longer paid attention to Yi Dingjia, but said with a smile: "The two of us also met by chance outside this pass, and when we were looking for nowhere to go, we saw this black smoke, so we came to investigate. As he spoke, he pointed to the fire behind Feng Shuzhu, and glanced at Yi Dingjia by the way.

Kong Xing saw it in his eyes, for fear that the two would quarrel again because of trivial matters, so he hurriedly said: "Amitabha, I don't know what Feng Shaoxia found here." ”

Feng Shuzhu glanced around and sighed: "When Feng came here, he was already like this. ”

Jing Chenzi glanced at it and said, "It seems that someone with a master has taken action to eradicate this group of evil demons. ”

Yi Dingjia on the side was originally angry, but when he heard this, he cleared his throat, raised his head and said: "The work of raising your hands, the work of raising your hands, is not enough to worry about." ”

Hearing this, Jing Chenzi looked Yi Dingjia up and down again, was a little puzzled, pointed behind him, and said, "You killed those demon demons?"

Yi Dingjia stroked his beard, nodded and said: "Well, yes, the old man happened to pass by here, and he really couldn't stand what this group of demons were doing, so he used a little trick to completely eradicate them." ”

Jing Chenzi's eyes were half-convinced, and he looked at Feng Shuzhu, but he saw Feng Shuzhu smiling and silent, and said, "This ......"

The empty line beside him smiled and said: "Amitabha, Yi Dingjia's old-timers are so Taoist, and they have such a chivalrous spirit of drawing a sword to help each other when they see injustice, and the poor monks admire it." ”

When Yi Dingjia heard this, he raised his neck proudly, and looked at the sky with his nostrils, but unfortunately he saw a green ghost fire coming from the distant sky, through layers of dense fog, and he was so frightened that he stretched out his hand and pointed there, and said in a lost voice: "Silverfish, silverfish, silverfish!" After speaking, he dodged and hid behind Feng Shuzhu.

Seeing this, Jing Chenzi had already understood everything, and couldn't help it, so he laughed out loud and sneered: "It's really unashamed, any gold dares to stick it on his face, I think it's foolproof and timid like a mouse, haha." ”