In the Bodhi Mountains, in the ancient Bodhi Temple, the paths are intricate, the bamboo trees are forested, and it is extremely quiet and secret.

In the west of the ancient temple, there is a purple bamboo. Through the purple bamboo, you can vaguely see a house, simple and solemn.

At this moment, a figure stomped slowly from a distance, and the person who came was a middle-aged monk. As it approached, there was a pause.

I saw that he tilted his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth squirmed at one of the purple bamboos.

In a moment, a black shadow flashed out, levitating in front of the middle-aged monk without warning. The figure is illusory, and the face is cold, giving people a lifeless and cold feeling.

"What's the matter?"

A hoarse and cold voice came out of thin air, and there was no hint of respect in the shadow's tone.

Smiled disappreciatively, as if he had known that his temper was so general, the middle-aged monk walked through the bamboo forest and walked to the house, and said softly: "The demon king was born in the middle of the night a day later, I learned that the old thing seems to have invited helpers, in order to prevent accidents, now you can take action yourself、、、、、、

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged monk had already entered the house.

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded, and the shadow said to himself: "Wang, are you finally going to reappear? This Qianhui is not a good thing! Over the years, he has used you as a threat, and has repeatedly pointed fingers at me. When the king comes out, I will kill him to vent my hatred!"

There was a hint of resentment in his voice, but there was also a hint of nostalgia.

Suddenly, the shadow turned his head abruptly and looked directly behind the rockery of the purple bamboo forest. The sharp eyes, mixed with the cold air, seemed to penetrate the rockery.

The air fluctuated, and the suspended shadow faded in place.

In an instant, the phantom appeared on the rockery, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked around coldly.

After some investigation to no avail, the shadow frowned slightly, looked in the direction of the east of the Bodhi Ancient Temple, and left in a few flashes.

For a long time, a gust of breeze blew through the rockery. Immediately after, a figure appeared out of thin air where the shadow had just been levitating. Looking at its appearance, it is the original Canghai who acted separately from Yunlong.

"It's so dangerous!" Yuan Canghai pinched his fingers and thought about something, while secretly frightened.

Ever since Yeyunlong went his separate ways, he had been following Chie and wanted to find out where the secret room was from him. Unexpectedly, I found something unexpected. However, the shadow is quite alert and secretive. If it weren't for the fact that he instantly used his master's secret Qiankun concealment method, coupled with his efforts to restrain his own aura, I am afraid that he would have been exposed.

With a pause in his fingers, Yuan Canghai stopped calculating, frowned slightly, and said to himself with a strange face: "This shadow is lifeless, but it is full of demonic energy, it is not a ghost or an illusory body, but it can survive in the world, and it is so powerful, what is the identity、、、、、、?

After taking a deep look at the hidden house behind the purple bamboo forest, Yuan Canghai flashed away.

Outside the Bodhi Temple, in a forest in the distance.

"Why don't you leave?"

With frowning brows, the old woman shouted coldly at the young monk who was leading the way in front of her in a dissatisfied tone.

Turning around expressionlessly, the young monk was not angry, his original wooden face was still undisturbed, and he replied slowly: "You wait for a while, and after I meet with my senior brother Chengfu, I will secretly bring the two distinguished guests to my master's secret room." ”

Hearing this, she was furious, and the old woman stepped forward to take a step closer, and was about to question with a full face of anger, but was stopped by a sick young man beside her.

Ignoring the old woman's puzzled eyes, the young sick man smiled and said, "Little master, please poop, but don't delay the business." ”

Glancing at the two people in front of him, the young monk nodded stiffly, then turned around and walked towards the ancient temple.

Looking at the young monk who was about to disappear, the old woman said puzzledly: "Young master, that monk is so arrogant and rude, why didn't you teach him a lesson just now, so that they know that we are not easy to mess with." Hum. ”

"That Qianhui must have wanted to suppress our arrogance first, and now we will follow him. When this is done, they will disappear forever. ”

Turning around slowly, the young sick man paused, his eyes shining with a cold light, and sneered.

"I don't think we need to be angry with the dead. ”

"It's the subordinates who are impulsive, the young master is wise!"

Bowing slightly, the old woman replied softly.

In the main courtyard of the Bodhi Ancient Temple, Yunlong, who was walking hurriedly with his head down, felt that someone was staring at him in front of him.

Looking up, Yunlong said with some consternation: "I was about to look for you, how are you doing there?"

"Everything is going well, how about you?"

At this time, Yuan Canghai, who was exempt, smiled.

"I'm going well. Come with me, let's talk as we go. ”

Glancing around slightly, Yunlong said. After speaking, he turned around and walked outside the temple with Yuan Canghai, who looked like Cheng Fu.

Along the way, the two quickly informed each other of the news they had gotten.

"It seems that their conspiracy is really not small. We're really running out of time. ”

After a pause, Yuan Canghai groaned: "The ancients said: Soldiers make dangerous moves, and the situation is reversed. Waiting, we are already at a disadvantage. That being the case, before they acted, we joined forces with the abbot to strike a thunderous blow at them. After defeating them, we will deal with the matter of breaking the seal of the demon in the temple, what do you think?"

After speaking, Yuan Canghai, who had incarnated as Cheng Fu, turned to look at Yunlong and asked.

"Well, that's good. Now we have some idea of their plans. And the longer we drag it out, the easier it is for us to be exposed. Tonight, we will strike what you call a thunderous blow to them, and strangle the conspiracy. ”

After thinking for a moment, Yunlong nodded in agreement. Now, that's probably the best plan.

"However, before I act, I still have a plan, maybe I can weaken the opponent's strength, maybe I can achieve more unexpected results. ”

"Oh, tell me about it. ”

A little surprised, Yuan Canghai, who looked like a fu, asked curiously.

"We can join forces to kill the red-haired old man, and then 、、、、、、 what do you think?"

"I can't believe that you have come up with such a clever plan, and your mind is becoming more and more thoughtful. That way, as long as nothing happens, we should be able to do wonders. Hehe. ”

After listening to Yunlong's plan, Yuan Canghai praised it greatly.

"Now, I think, it's time for us to let them converge first. If it drags on for a long time, I am afraid that it will arouse their suspicion. ”

"Well, let's go. ”

Outside the Bodhi Ancient Temple, in a forest in the distance, looking at the two people who came, the young sick man asked indifferently: "Little master, can you take us to see your master?" ”

In the indifferent tone, there was no impatience at all.

"Hehe, let the two of you wait for a long time. Two, please. Yuan Canghai, who looked like Cheng Fu, smiled apologetically, and took the two of them into the ancient temple.

At night, when the moon is in the sky, the cold wind emerges, the cold is pervasive, and the entire Bodhi Ancient Temple is plunged into a tranquility, as if the silence before the storm, which makes people feel depressed and restless.

To the west of the ancient temple, in the underground chamber of a house, two people sat opposite each other, and the rest of the people stood behind them.

"Hehe, he is worthy of being the young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he can stand alone at such a young age, and his cultivation is strong, the old man admires it. ”

Looking at the young sick man who had been calm on the other side, the middle-aged monk smiled and praised him sincerely.

Shaking his head slightly, the young sick man politely replied, "Master Qianhui has won the prize." Compared to the master, I'm afraid it's still far behind. ”

The two looked at each other, then laughed at the same time.

"Time is pressing, so let's get down to business. How?" The young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect retracted his smile and said with a straight face.

That's exactly what the old man meant. ”

Looking at the two people behind Master Qianhui, the young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect wanted to speak for a while.

As if he understood what the other party meant, Master Qianhui turned around and whispered to the two behind him: "Cheng Fu, Cheng Yan, you two now go and inquire about the situation of the old guy from the abbot." If you find something, report it immediately. ”

"Yes. They both replied at the same time, and withdrew.

"Hehe, God help us. I was still thinking about how to get out, but I didn't expect 、、、、、、 hehe. Out of the secret room, through the purple bamboo forest, Yuan Canghai, who had turned into a free one, smiled at the Yunlong Chuanyin beside him.

"Hmm. Without further ado, we will meet with Master Abbot to discuss tonight's matters. ”

A gust of wind blew, and the two figures disappeared in place.

The icy night wind swept the purple bamboos in the temple, and the trembling bamboo sound seemed to tell the unusual of tonight.

This night, destined to kill!