Half of the master looked directly at You Longzi Wei Shaoshao and said coldly: "The poor nun left the master on his own back then, but it was for the sake of all his friends. The two uncles did not object. Could it be that you are the head of Kunlun and change the previous lives of the two ancestors without authorization?"

Zhifei Zen Master and Half Master Tai are both Buddhist leaders in the Kunlun School, and their feelings are deeper than others, and now Kunlun is in danger again, and they urgently need help, so they naturally don't want to push her out, and half of the Master Tai saluted and said: "Senior brother is helping Wudang, today's merits are complete, congratulations!"

Mr. Zhong and the others also stepped forward to meet with Master Banbian, which was tantamount to recognizing her identity as a Kunlun disciple.

Only Wei Shaoshao, shy and angry, turned his back and turned around, but he didn't know.

Half of the master said to Zhifei Zen Master, Mr. Zhong and others: "Although Senior Sister Yin Sutang was expelled from the school because of her love robbery. However, since the two patriarchs had spoken before that day, she was able to sincerely repent and aspire to practice over the years. In the opinion of the poor nun, it is also appropriate to let her list the door wall again and return to Kunlun!"

Mr. Zhong forgot to glance at Zhifei Zen Master, and saw that although his expression was hesitant, he did not object, but said: "Half of Senior Brother is reasonable, Senior Sister Yin has a great sin, and she has already atonemented and repented of her sins over the years, and now it is the autumn of the critical survival of this sect, so we should be in the same boat and give up our past suspicions!"

Zhifei Zen Master slowly bowed his head, and was about to open his mouth to express his position, when You Longzi Wei Shaoshao interjected: "This is a mistake! How can Yin Sutang, a lowly maid, change her evil roots? She came uninvited today, it is inevitable that she is harboring some ulterior motives! Not to mention anything else, the souls and relics of the two patriarchs are here, what if she covets them?"

Mr. Zhong said unhappily: "Naturally, the decision of the two patriarchs is decided, how can I be allowed to wait for the younger generations to put their beaks?"

Half of the master also snorted coldly and said: "Each person's own heart is the foundation of a cultivator, although the ancestral master's relics have thousands of wonders, the poor nuns do not dare to have the slightest greed." If Senior Sister Yin doesn't get involved, who else will speculate?"

Yin Sutang was already outside the Buddhist temple, and with his Taoism, he naturally had a good understanding of the situation in the hall, and when he saw this, he hurriedly said: "Senior brothers, the little sister just hopes to turn back to the master, and as for the relics and treasures, I dare not ask for extravagance!

The people of Tianchi, Dongfang Hao, the owner of Yinni Island, and the little haired guest Xiang Shanju are all in favor.

Wei Xianke and the golden fairy Xin Lingxiao and his wife had a good relationship with Yin Sutang in the past, and at this moment, regardless of the opposition of You Longzi Wei Shaoshao, persuaded him: "Senior Sister Yin has this heart, why don't I wait for it, inherit the ancestor's will, and follow the righteousness of the same family, why bother to obstruct it?"

Zhifei Zen Master Nai clapped his hands and said: "Since the public discussion is like this, the poor monk has trespassed, and half of the senior sister and the senior sister Yin, although there were various reasons in the past, temporarily separated from Kunlun. But both of them are concerned about their teachers, and they have not forgotten for a day, and the two patriarchs of this sect also have a legacy in the past, allowing her to turn back in the future. Today, when the opportunity is ripe and the two of them return, it is naturally a matter of course and naturalness! There can be no more objections in the future!"

From Mr. Zhong down, all the disciples bowed down and hugged their fists, and promised in their mouths!

Immediately, Yin Sutang was also invited to the temple to meet with everyone. Over the years, she has been quite taken care of by Zhao Kunyuan and Xu Feiniang of the Wutai faction, and she also has guidance in the exercises.

Zhifei Zen Master, Mr. Zhong and others have eyes like torches, and they naturally see her depth, and they are secretly praised in their hearts!

These disciples of the Kunlun Sect gathered in the Golden Buddha Temple, and naturally they had to discuss how to act in the future!

Mr. Zhong proposed: "The Demon Sect is powerful, and the Xuanmen Righteous Path can compete with it, but there are only two families, Emei and Wutai! If I had to get the help of a few Taoist friends from Wutai that day, I am afraid that I would also be worried about my life! Why don't we elect the real person of the Wutai Sect as the leader of the alliance, and together we will kill and destroy the Demon Sect!"

Nowadays, the Wutai faction is gaining prestige, and it is connected with Daming's luck, which is already better than Emei. Therefore, Mr. Zhong's words were greatly agreed by everyone in Kunlun.

The Venerable Master of Tianchi was the first to agree, and the rest of the people all echoed it, and there was no objection! Even You Longzi Wei Shaoshao did not say anything against it.

Seeing that everyone had the same opinion, the Zen master Zhifei said: "Since all of you have the same opinion, the poor monk naturally has no one to accept!"

Immediately, everyone agreed on the alliance, and sent Mr. Zhong and Banbian Shitai to Wutai with the alliance book.

This is not to be pressed, not to mention that the old devils besieged Kunlun together that day, and they actually won the victory, razing the thousand-year-old Xuanmen faction to the ground in one fell swoop.

The sand god boy is the most ecstatic, he is not far from the Kunlun Mountain Gate in the sea of stars, quite constrained and secretly controlled, now the chest block is gone, naturally raised eyebrows, complacent.

The rest of the old demons broke Kunlun, except for the one-yuan patriarch and the empty Yuan Shen of the Han monk who were led away for the god list, and the rest of the Kunlun disciples who had time to escape in the future were all killed by the Demon Sect.

The souls of these Kunlun disciples were the most suitable for cultivating demonic treasures, and they were immediately refined by the old demons of each family, becoming more and more ferocious. Not to mention, Kunlun's thousands of years of family background, there are countless genius treasures, elixir and strange things, all of which have become the bag of the demon sect demons, and it is naturally a logical thing to divide the bean section.

The sand god boy is still not enough, his blood sea netherworld array, he still needs to refine more souls and essence blood, and naturally within a radius of thousands of miles from the Kunlun faction, he will go on a killing spree.

For a time, regardless of the Han Dynasty, the people of Li were killed and injured heavily, and their grievances were sky-high, almost visible to the naked eye. The cool land of the west has become a hell on earth.

Let's say that there is a 10,000-year-old cold valley on the top of the Tianshan Boke Dahan not far from Xiliang, and there is a person living in seclusion inside, which is really Situ Xingming, the father of Situ Ping and the husband of the female owl god Jiang Sangu.

In the past, he received the guidance of Zhao Kunyuan, lived in seclusion in the cold valley, and practiced Maoshan's "Taixiao Hidden Book", which was quite successful. It's just that he has never heard about foreign affairs, except for Situ Ping's occasional visits, and he usually interacts with only a few close friends.

On this day, Situ Xingming was sitting in the valley, deducing spells, and suddenly his back was cold, and his heart was in a trance, which couldn't help but be strange. Busy chanting the scriptures, he came to his senses, and he couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with his own cultivation, and there were signs of going mad.

Situ Xingming didn't dare to be careless, and after burning incense and bathing, he made a fortune. I saw that the hexagram was obscure and difficult to calculate. This time, he became more and more restless.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly came to visit.

The person who came was a Daoist sword immortal in Jicui Valley, Kongtong Mountain, three hundred miles southwest of here, called Luo Yuan. He is a disciple of his predecessor and Luo Gongyuan in the Tang Dynasty, and his Taoism is profound. On the outside, he looks like an elegant boy of eighteen or nineteen years old, holding a white jade flute, proficient in music, gentle and restrained. Although it is a Xuanmen cultivator sword immortal, it has the style of Confucianism.

He and Situ Xingming met by chance when they were collecting 10,000-year-old ice in the Tianshan Mountains, and they had a good impression of each other. Although Situ Xingming is a late learner, Sanmao Zhenjun's "Taixiao Hidden Book" is a supreme magic method. Luo originated from the Taoist method, although he was far ahead, but he was also amazed by the secret method of Maoshan Mountain. The two of them have been very helpful to each other. Naturally, the friendship between the two is also increasing day by day.

Situ Xingming saw that Luo Yuan was visiting, so he hurriedly invited him to the thatched house and asked him what he meant.

Luo Yuan's face was worried, not as good as before, and sighed: "Brother Situ Xian, now that the Demon Sect is raging, Xiliang is almost a purgatory on earth. Liangzhou is the homeland of my birth, how can I stand idly by. I want to go out of the mountain, with my own strength, to get rid of the demon and defend the road, and return the peace of Xiliang, what do you think?"

Situ Xingming exclaimed: "I didn't know that my brother was so open-minded. Having said that, in the midst of the killing and robbery, how can we easily break through the barrier and fall into the quagmire of killing and robbery? Although the foolish brother is not talented, he has also read the books of the sages, so he naturally knows benevolence, righteousness and morality! Brother Dao's move is a great merit, and the younger brother is willing to attach the tail of the horse!"

The two immediately packed up and went down the mountain to Liangzhou.

As soon as I got off the mountain, I felt resentful, the four wild seedlings were withered, the city was scurry, and there was no one alive.

Situ Xingming was surprised: "Under the blue sky and white sun, why can't a living person be seen? Are these demons really ignoring the principles of heaven and wantonly killing living beings?"

Luo Yuan bowed his head and said: "The Demon Sect is arrogant, it is due to its nature. Among the thousands of killings, it helps his tyrannical nature. When I passed through this place before, it was already a miserable situation of corpses and rivers of blood. A few of the demons were scared off by me, but they didn't stay away. Now it seems that the monks and laymen here have all been killed, and even their souls are not allowed to be reborn, and they are detained by the demon sect to practice evil treasures!"

While the two were talking, they suddenly woke up in their hearts, and saw a huge white bone skeleton appear out of thin air behind them, open their bloody mouths, and bite the two of them.

Luo Yuan was not afraid, holding the jade flute in his hand, pinching the sword technique, and shouting softly in his mouth: "Hurry"! The jade flute sprayed a colorful glow, and there was a faint sound of nine clouds.

The blood-dripping white bone skeleton was covered by the colorful glow, and it couldn't break free immediately, writhing left and right, and hissing and roaring in its mouth!

Situ Xingming looked at the skeleton fixedly, and said angrily: "This is the demonic method of refining bones and sacrificing souls of the Demon Sect, a skeleton of this size, I don't know how many innocent beings will be killed. There are no less than a thousand souls that cannot be superborn inside!"

Luo Yuan restrained the white bone skeleton, took out a spirit rune from his sleeve, raised his hand and waved it, and the spirit rune floated down on the top door of the skeleton, which quieted down a little, and in the mouth, nose and eyes, pus and blood were still dripping slowly, and the smell was unbearable.

Situ Xingming said: "There are quite a few chapters in the Sanmao secret technique that talk about how to surpass the ghosts and ghosts, and ask the Dao brother to suppress the formation, so the younger brother will sacrifice the ugliness to reduce the resentful ghosts in this skeleton!"

I saw Situ Xingming, spreading his hair out, stepping on the fight, chanting mantras, and connecting the spirit talismans one by one in the void, flying towards the white bone skeleton.

The white bone skeleton was unable to show its ferocity because it was not driven, but it also instinctively resisted, and spewed out clouds of ghostfire fluorescence from its mouth, resisting the falling invisible connection spirit runes.

Luo Yuan said angrily: "This evil demon method, is it still this battle of trapped beasts! Let's see how I break him!"

After that, he pinned the jade flute to his waist, and spit out two rays of blue light like lightning from his mouth, dazzling, and soaring, like a swimming dragon. This is Luo Yuan's proud magic weapon Double Dragon Hook. Although it is shaped like a hook, it uses the authentic swordsmanship of Xuanmen.

Although Luo Gongyuan is not good at swordsmanship, Luo Yuan is good at swordsmanship. This is all because in the past, Luo Gongyuan and Zhang Guolao and Ye Fashan exchanged and discussed, Luo Yuan had always heard that Master Nai highly respected these two predecessors of the true immortals, and naturally served very diligently.

Zhang Xian laughed on the spot and said: You serve me fragrant tea diligently, that is, you have received your favor, how can you repay this kindness?

Luo Gongyuan said: "I, a closed disciple, is not very similar to me, I can't bear the loneliness to fan the fire and alchemy, I like to move and jump the most, play fists and practice swords! The younger brother is ashamed and is not good at swordsmanship. Why don't you ask the two Dao brothers to give him some advice!"

When Zhang Xian heard this, he smiled dumbly and said: "The old and unintentional words are not easy to take back, it seems that it is also due to chance, and manpower cannot be calculated! Although I am not proficient in swordsmanship, my junior brother Lu Dongbin is a pure yang real person, and he is a rare sword immortal." It just so happened that I met him in Huashan a few days ago, and because I was in a hurry, I was asked to transfer a book of sword scriptures that Huolong Zhenren had passed to him back then, and handed them over to Han Xiangzi's junior brother for reference! You are a child who is kind to me, so I will show you the sword scripture to show you a stick of incense! How much insight you can have depends on chance!"

Luo Gongyuan said: "How can this make the pure Yang real person swordsmanship be superb, my disciple is stubborn, how can he understand it? Besides, he has not been told to Lu Zhenren, and he is greedy for sword books without authorization, isn't it disrespectful!?"

Zhang Xian waved his hand and smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, this master, the old man can still do it for Senior Brother Lu!"

After that, he took out the sword scripture and handed it to Luo Yuandao: "Look at it quickly, don't miss the opportunity!"

Luo Yuan had to kowtow and thank him, took the sword scripture and opened it to read, who knew that this immortal family scripture was different from the mortal books, and there was no word on it, it was a wordless scripture book!

Ye Fashan said with a smile: "Brother Zhang Dao thank you for serving tea, rewarding you with the swordsmanship of Chunyang Zhenren, and not losing your own capital!

After that, Ye Zhenren raised his hand and hit Luo Yuan head-on, which frightened Luo Yuan, and immediately felt that his body fell, and then looked around and the scene had changed, and there were no three true immortals, only a red old man, holding a loose ancient sword, and slowly waving!

Luo Yuan looked around blankly, surprised and speechless.

The red-haired old man glanced at him and scolded, "What are you still doing in a daze?

Luo Yuan came to his senses, bowed four times, and followed the old Taoist priest to dance the sword and enlighten the Tao. Long look at the first release of Chinese network.

A stick of incense, practiced the eighteen sword moves, Luo Yuan is all swallowing dates to remember, confusion and doubts, abounding, just about to open his mouth to ask, the red-haired old Taoist smiled and scolded: "It's just a stick of incense, how can you be greedy?"

Luo Yuan shouted, suddenly woke up, and found that he was still standing next to the three seniors, standing empty-handed, in a trance!

Luo Gongyuan also smiled: "I'm afraid that this kid is not in a daze, the more he gains in swordsmanship, the farther away from the avenue!"

Zhang Xian said: "Pure Yang swordsmanship, containing the mystery of the Great Dao of Enlightenment! It depends on the fate of each person's heart! The heavenly opportunity must not be revealed, this child will have his own creation in the future!"

Since then, Luo Gongyuan has not forced Luo Yuan to meditate on alchemy, and has practiced by himself. Later, Luo Gong ascended from afar and entrusted the mantle to Luo Yuan. Luo Yuannai fled to the Central Plains and went to his hometown of Liangzhou, and later found a secluded place in the Jicui Valley of Kongtong Mountain outside Yumen Pass to practice sword practice.

I saw Luo Yuan sacrifice a pair of green dragon hooks, and where his fingers were, the sword light fell, and there was a muffled sound, like a defeated revolution. The white bone skeleton suddenly cracked open, turning into a white bone the size of a finger.

The white bones did not fall to the ground, but only flew in the air, buzzing, like the sound of a ghost crying.

Situ Xingming sighed: "Sure enough, it is the evil law of the Demon Sect, which has killed thousands of lives, and the resentment and evil qi before death have accumulated in the cartilage of the top gate, and it is refining into this white bone skeleton!"

While speaking, Situ Xingming did not stop, drew the spirit runes, wrapped the white bones one by one, and after a while, they were all wrapped, and then he took out a red lacquer gourd from his arms, pulled out the wooden stopper, and put the mouth of the gourd in the air, and said something in his mouth.

I saw that the thousands of flying souls and white bones, like milk swallows returning to the nest, flew towards the gourd, and disappeared in an instant!

Situ Xingming, this is the gourd close to the body, and the law is scattered.

Luo Yuan said: "Brother Dao, this gourd is also wonderful, it can contain so many resentful ghosts and souls, and it will not reveal a trace of evil spirit!"

Situ Xingming explained: "This is a treasure used by the Bliss Zhenren, and it was later passed on to his last disciple, Shi Sheng Xiaoyou. My dog was the best friend of mine, and he thought that I had left home halfway, and that I had no treasures to defend myself, so he gave it to my child and sent it to me for self-defense. This place should not stay for a long time, let's leave quickly, and when it is convenient in the future, we will do good deeds!"

Luo Yuan said: "It turned out to be Li Zhenren's treasure, no wonder it is so wonderful!"

The two of them rested for a while, and saw the sunset rising, the red sun falling in the west, and they were about to leave, when suddenly the wind was blowing and ghosts were howling. The floating ash and sand on the ground, the dead branches and leaves were all swept up by the wind, covering the sky and the sun, and the sound was terrifying.

Situ Xingming reminded: "Be careful, I'm afraid that the devil will notice that he has already locked the two of us!"

Luo Yuan was not afraid, took out the jade flute, and played it carefully. The sound of the flute was loud and high-pitched, hitting people's hearts, and it immediately suppressed the strange roar of flying sand and stones, and the world was clear.

Situ Xingming didn't dare to be careless at all, and he also sacrificed the family heirloom Jukui Sword early, ran the Sanmao Heart Method, guarded the dantian, and was on guard.

Although the ghostly roar was suppressed for a while, it did not retreat, and it came from all sides, and soon surrounded the two of them.

Situ Xingming's expression was solemn, seeing that the demon behind him did not show his face, he drove the lonely soul and wild ghost, laid down a maze, and saw that it was getting dark again, which further fueled the ghost atmosphere and demon fog, and if he didn't make a decision, he was afraid that there would be more trouble.

He practiced the "Taixiao Hidden Book" and gained a lot, and he had a small success in the Sanmao Zhenjun Taixiao Five Thunder Method, and he was busy doing it according to the law, and hurriedly recited the mantra: "Doukui Seven Stars, the essence of all spirits, the two phases of Fubi, the three Ming Phases, the six Ding Jade Girl, the four times of Ziwei, Tiangang Tianyuan, Kanshui Baxuan, the four-eyed immortals, the rumors of the golden boy, recited a hundred times, the seven truths should appear, prolong life and drive danger, kill poison and destroy demons, pray for arbitrariness, fidelity and wealth, have their own light, Qianyuan Henry, anxious as the Beidou Taixuan law." ”

After chanting, he raised his hands high, and there was a faint thunder in the air, and as he shouted, the bubbling thunder suddenly fell and exploded around the two.

After a while, the ghost spirit disappeared and the demon fog dissipated.

Luo Yuan put away the jade flute and said to Situ Xingming: "Dao friendly means, where the divine thunder falls, the ghosts have no way to escape, and they have all turned into powder!"

Situ Xingming bowed his head slightly, and was about to answer, when he suddenly heard a terrible cry of jackdaws not far away, and the night fell, the clouds covered the moon and the stars dimmed.

The two of them were suspicious in their hearts, and they glanced at each other, and suddenly changed color and were shocked, only to see that at some point, dozens of steps around the two of them, swaying and floating, countless white bone skeletons, compared with the one that had been broken before, were even larger.