The secret talisman of Tiye is engraved into the body, and it hurts through the heart and lungs, and if you get through it, there will be no trouble. Xiaobai will raise it for a few days, and he will be fine, and he can't see the slightest trouble. The Rakshasa woman knocked on the side, couldn't ask any clues, hesitated in her heart, and couldn't make up her mind. After thinking about it, the master's supernatural powers are far beyond her reach, if she wants to fight her idea, there is no need to detour at all, the overlord is hard bowed, can she still resist?

She knew that she had lost points in her master's heart if she hesitated, so she asked Xiaobai to ease her cheeks and begged her master to help her. Zhou Ji doesn't care about her vacillation, this is human nature, like Xiaobai, who has no hesitation, is completely different. The Rakshasa Woman's Taoism is not as deep as Xiaobai's, he increases or decreases as appropriate, only overlapping seven secret talismans, planted into her body, Rao is so, the Rakshasa Woman is also in pain to die and live, inevitably the demonic spirit is out of control, turning into a huge brocade poisonous duck without friends, flapping his wings to set off a whirlwind, not distinguishing between east and west, north and south, and will go out headlong.

Zhou Ji had already taken precautions, and casually sprinkled the five-colored divine light, fixed the brocade poison in the air, and let her struggle desperately like crazy, and she could not break free from the shackles of the divine light. Xiaobai saw that he was calm and relaxed, and he was at ease, and he was not without envy in his heart, she had been in this world for thousands of years, and she had not been able to get a magic weapon to take advantage of, and she deeply regretted it, such as the collapse of the day and the destruction of everything, let alone this thought.

The Rakshasa woman was like a madman, but like a caged bird, fluttering for a while, and finally survived, turning into a human form and falling to the ground. Zhou Ji withdrew his divine light, Xiaobai leaned over and picked him up, saluted him, and left in a hurry. After casting the Tiye secret talisman for the second time, Zhou Ji also felt a little lacking, and the gentle Emperor Hu Tianhu in the countryside should also be stopped. Thinking together, no longer hesitating, he flew up across the colorful peacock, circled slightly, and disappeared into the darkness silently.

After a few breaths, he had landed in the southwest corner of Chishui Cliff, only a few feet away from the sand of time, Zhou Ji put away the five-color divine light sickle, and was about to seize the sand of time, refining the vitality for his own use, when he suddenly heard someone muttering in the mountains and forests in the distance, he couldn't help but be curious, and slowly approached with his hands and feet.

The essence flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he glimpsed a man and a woman hiding in the depths of the mountains and forests, disheveled, the clouds and rain were beginning to be harvested, and the limbs were entangled, and the meaning was still unfinished, the man was a disciple of the Daomen, with some short mustaches on his lips, handsome and handsome, and his cultivation was mediocre, and the spring between his eyebrows and eyes could not hide his exhaustion, but the woman was a little demon under the command of the Rakshasa woman.

The shemales have different paths, mixed in one place, and it is inevitable that they will cause trouble, so they are based on the original decision of "each in his own place" to reduce disputes and prevent trouble. The disciples of this sect don't know what kind of bewitchment they have suffered, and they are fascinated by ghosts, so they run to the territory of the monsters, and they are also bored by the tanuki. Zhou Ji had no intention of eliminating the demon guard, but listened to the wall with relish, and it was a soap opera at eight o'clock in the evening.

It turned out that the people on the side of Qianxun Rock were panicked, and they had reached the point of being out of control, except for a few people such as Dong Qianli and Gui Yun, most of the disciples could not uphold the Dao heart and were ready to move. The monk with a strong Taoist heart is not moved by external objects, and sees the great changes in heaven and earth as an opportunity, and ordinary people have never seen the opportunity of heaven, and they are in the middle of the most troubled. There is a great terror between life and death, a few people can see through it, and their generation is driven by instinct in the end, and in the end there are only the words "food" and "color", and they forget everything between drunken dreams and death, but everything on the Chihiro Rock is scarce, and the appetite is difficult to satisfy, and the rest is only women.

There is more than one disciple of the Taoist sect who gave up on himself and left Chihiro Rock willingly, and the short-haired man accidentally bumped into the tanuki spirit, and as a result, the dry wood and fire met each other, and a dewy marriage was formed. The monsters under the command of the Rakshasa are not good, they eat people and don't spit out bones, but this Chishui Cliff is the territory of the Daomen after all, and the tanuki spirit does not dare to poison it, so he has to endure the hunger and do some things to collect yang and supplement yin, which is better than nothing.

After figuring out the cause and effect, Zhou Ji was not surprised, using the alcoholic woman to paralyze herself, this is human nature, how cruel it is to break the dreams of others, but there are always people who are tired of it, thinking that saving people from fire and water has helped the atmosphere. He didn't do such a thing, only glanced at the two of them from a distance, and quietly retreated.

After gasping for a while, the short-mustached man gradually regained his composure, he reached out and stroked the snow-white and slippery little face of the tanuki, knowing that she was a monster, but he couldn't feel the slightest disgust. The tanuki spirit crouched in his arms, eating and laughing: "Good man, come again......"

The short-mustached man glanced at the place where Zhou Ji disappeared, sneered slightly, pressed the tanuki essence to the ground, leaned over, mouth-to-mouth, and inhaled gently, and in an instant, the Yang Qi collected was withdrawn into his body, and she was all clean. The mutation was unpredictable, the tanuki spirit had no power to resist, the look in his eyes was gloomy, and his plump body quickly dried up, and his skin and bones showed his original form.

The short-bearded man stood up, looked down at his skin, and snorted, as if not satisfied. He stooped down and picked up his robe, put it on his body unhurriedly, lifted the body of the tanuki, and winded along the mountain road to the edge of a steep cliff, and threw it out. The corpse arced through the invisible barrier, engulfed by the sands of time, leaving nothing behind.

God doesn't know the ghosts, destroying the corpse and destroying the traces, nothing more than this, but he sighed, his face showed a hint of gloom, people are not as good as the sky, after all, he showed his face in front of Zhou Ji, although he did not see through the clues, but left a trouble, but this is also a helpless thing.

On that day, the Heavenly Demon Yuwen began to get out of the seal and regain his freedom, the heavens and the earth had returned to chaos, and all things turned into the sand of time, and the heavenly demon qi was formless and substantial, not afraid of chaos, but he could not peel off the vitality of heaven and earth from the sand of time and nourish his body. If he can't recover for a day, he can't return to the upper realm for a day, he didn't have the patience to spend tens of thousands of years, so he condensed the demonic qi into hundreds of millions of seeds as thin as dust, looking for the origin of the chaotic air cave and the origin of the lock, if he can seize the power of the origin of this treasure, the magic power will be restored, but he can save a long time.

Those idiots who are doing death, they keep saying that they have been waiting for millions of years, and it doesn't hurt to wait for tens of thousands of years, he has waited too long, and he can't wait any longer.

As a result, the flowers were planted intentionally and did not bloom, and the willows and willows were planted unintentionally, and one of the seeds floated to the Chishui Cliff and lay in the body of a Taoist disciple, absorbing vitality bit by bit, and finally woke up. Unexpectedly, sooner or later, when the seed woke up, this possessed body was under Zhou Ji's nose, making crazy peace with the tanuki spirit.

Such an experience is that the heavenly demons who have incarnated thousands and read the world's affairs are also a little caught off guard.