As soon as Chongjiu's words came out, the faces of several people changed abruptly, and their originally warm and polite expressions disappeared.

Thorn Ridge Muxian Nunnery in Journey to the West: There are 6 monsters

Eighteen Gong (Song);

Lonely Straight Gong (cypress);

volley (juniper);

Fuyunsu (bamboo);

Naked Oni (Kaede);

Xingxian (apricot);

A few vine spirit tree monsters seem to be the most "elegant" monsters in the whole book. It's a pity that as long as you want to demons, a few of them are good men and women, why are the eight hundred miles of trails gradually abandoned, and the ancient roads are rarely walked, so where have people gone?

The white bones buried around the ancient temple looked at Chongjiu silently with their big mouths open, except for the naked ghost and the apricot immortal, several other people were here.

"Don't waste your tongue, let Xingxian come out. I'm in a hurry, what's the matter, open the skylight and say something bright. Chongjiu said unceremoniously, leaving no mercy.

"Why is the king so anxious, now that you have reached out and been seriously injured, you might as well cultivate here for a hundred years, there is wine, meat, beauty, and happiness, isn't it beautiful?"

Chongjiu looked for prestige, and a woman came slowly from the ancient wooden path.

Look at her green makeup jade, Dan face and rouge. The starry eyes are still colorful, and the moth eyebrows are beautiful and even. Lined with a five-color plum light red skirt, wearing a light coat with smoke and fire. Bow shoes bend phoenix mouth, silk socks splendid mud. is as enchanting as a rooftop girl, no less than the pretty Da Ji back then.

Secretly praised, not to mention the character of this apricot fairy, it is not too much to say that this appearance is alluring to the city and the country. No wonder Tang San hid when the monkey was about to subdue the demon and stopped him.

A good skin always makes people can't help but add points.

The most important thing for people is to be self-aware, obviously Xingxian is not this kind of person.

Accompanied by the fragrant breeze, the thin waist danced in front of Chongjiu like a willow. Several other people also dispersed, just surrounding Chongjiu and Xingxian in the middle, the direction of the five elements.

Looking at the demonic female goblin in front of him, Chongjiu's eyes flashed with confusion.

The five of them rotated staggered, the whole space seemed to enter another dimension, the body became lighter and lighter, everything around it became more and more blurred, and gradually turned into colored lines, and the oil paint that I wanted to adjust was mixed together.

And Xingxian's delicate and lovely face became clearer and clearer, and the lotus step moved lightly, approaching Chongjiu, and suddenly he was tripped by a dead wood branch under his feet, and fell towards Chongjiu's arms with an exclamation.

Involuntarily stretched out his right hand and took the beautiful apricot fairy into his arms.

Looking down and looking down at the shy Xingxian like a small flower after the rain, Chongjiu couldn't help but gently caress Xingxian's little face with his left hand.

Xingxian called softly: "King~".

Chongjiu's left hand had already extended from Xingxian to the snow-white gooseneck.

"Click!" there was a soft sound, and everything around him was clear again. The singing, the singing, the whirling singing and dancing, and the sound of the wind all disappeared, and everyone seemed to have pressed the pause button, their eyes fixed on the beautiful head that was gurgling and rolling on the ground, and the unbelievable eyes of Xingxian.

Only Chongjiu, playing with the yin and yang scissors in his hand, slowly stood up. And at this time, behind him, next to the ancient temple, an old apricot tree that is not known for thousands of years, swaying, thousands of apricot leaves like flying knives towards Chongjiu from all directions.

The corpse of the apricot fairy on the ground also showed the prototype and became two ancient trees.

"Insect carving skills. With a wave of his hand, the flying leaves turned to ash.

"Kill him, I will kill him too, you dare to destroy my body, I want you to die. "The old apricot tree trunk is like a relief, an old face appeared, wrinkled, hoarse, eyes full of resentment, a deep new wound on the trunk, constantly oozing fluid, that old face in addition to resentment and pain that can not be concealed.

A few people around have long disappeared, and countless old roots of dead wood have emerged, intertwined, like a python like a whip, soft as flowing water, and as rigid as pig iron.

"Everything is in vain!" Looking at the rhizomes that emerged, an invisible enchantment emerged around Chongjiu's body, the very center of the sphere, Chongjiu was wrapped, he couldn't see his five fingers, he snapped his fingers, and a bright flame came out of his fingertips, relying on the path of memory, he walked towards Gu Xing, with a flick of his fingers, the finger flames spread like fire oil, and everything that was blocked in front of him was turned into ashes under the fire of Samadhi.

"Samadhi Fire !!"

"Ahh

"No!

........

When the fire of samadhi appears, the tree spirit flower demon is like meeting a natural enemy, and it is as fearful as a snake and scorpion. They broke their wrists one after another to be saved, Chongjiu didn't chase after him, and the monks couldn't run away from the temple, these tree spirits and flower demons had been cultivating for a long time, but the efficiency of transformation was very limited. The range of activity is only within the range of Thorn Ridge, and out of Thorn Ridge, it is not very useful.

The oil spread, and a circle was made around the apricot tree, and he looked at the old face on the tree, and there was more fear than hatred in his yellowed eyes.

"What are you going to do? Don't come here, I'll let you go. As long as you enter the temple, you can leave Thorn Ridge from the back door of the temple. Ah, what are you doing?!!! loosen your mouth! Loosen your mouth! Don't mess around, don't mess around!"

Chongjiu looked at the imprint left by the yin and yang scissors, a narrow crack, the sap of the apricot tree kept coming out, the wound was scorched black, the sap emerged on the wound, wisps of green smoke came out, and a scent of the tree escaped, which was very tempting.

Chongjiu couldn't help but have an appetite, ignoring Xingxian's chatter, and smashed a fist on the wrinkled face, tearing the entire mouth open, like jagged sharp teeth biting fiercely on the wound of the tree trunk.

Inhaling slightly, the essence of the entire apricot tree rushes over like a tide.

"Original deliciousness. Ignoring Xingxian's screams and pleading. Like a python entangled in its prey, its throat is constantly swallowing, and the leaves of an ancient apricot that are thousands of years old lose their color as they can be seen with the naked eye, turning green to yellow, and beautiful to dull.

The voice of screaming and begging for mercy was piercing and became dying, and seeing that Chongjiu did not have the slightest intention of slowing down, it was turning into the most vicious curse.

A few people around saw that Xingxian's life was not long in coming, and under the fright, Xiu Wei's shallow had already fled with his head in his hands, only the pine, cypress, bamboo and other tree spirits stood outside the fire ring and jumped to their feet in a hurry, begging grandpa to tell grandma in the hope that Chongjiu could spare Xingxian's life.

In the end, Chongjiu finally felt that it was almost enough, and sent his mouth open, and the apricot tree had long been unable to maintain its prototype, and the entire trunk was decaying, and the face on the trunk was already faintly visible.

"My master will avenge me!" left this sentence, and the old face disappeared.

"Scare me?!I wanted to spare your life, but it seems that there is a way to heaven that you don't go, and if hell doesn't open, you have to go in. Chongjiu beckoned to retract the Samadhi Fire and pressed it on the trunk of the tree, which was already close to its limit.

A fire completely burned it clean, and in the end, there was only a piece of charred black wood with a short arm's length, emitting black smoke, calcined for a long time, and did not turn into ashes. Chongjiu brushed away the samadhi fire that was still burning on it and put it away.

After a full burp, Chongjiu returned to his original appearance, absorbing the essence of an apricot tree of about three thousand years, and Chongjiu's injuries also recovered. Even because the wood essence was too thick, Chongjiu's hair began to become hard, and it developed twice, almost touching the ground, while the surrounding trees were not affected by the fire of samadhi, and they also absorbed some of the wood essence, becoming more and more lush.

"This world is cruel, and natural selection is nature. Well, let me see what is in this ancient temple, whether it is a demon or a demon, an immortal or a Buddha. ”