Mangcang mountain range, spread hundreds of miles, the mountain is high and the road is dangerous, but it is the natural barrier of the Xiangtuo Dynasty to resist the enemy, there is an open area in the south of the mountain, and there is the first city in the southwest - Jiangzhou City.

The palace of the prince of Dingguo is located here, and the building is extremely prosperous.

Late at night, outside the city of Jiangzhou, dark clouds came out of Xiu, and pine branches were rustling.

"Infatuation is bitter, farewell is bitter, and the broken intestine is at the end of the world", the mournful voice in the pine forest in the suburbs sounded softly, empty, intermittent like a ghost, and erratic.

The official road out of the city is covered with yellow sand, winding like a yellow snake, and sinking into the depths of the pine forest.

At the end of the pine forest, several fishing boats are moored, swaying along the river.

On the boat near the shore, the two captains wore green reed hats on their heads, covering their faces, curled up, reclining on the bow of the boat and taking a nap, as if they had fallen asleep.

The river surface is more than ten zhang wide, and the waves can be rolled up three feet high without wind on weekdays, but at this moment, the wind is surging and the waves are surging, and the two of them don't care, and the sound of rushing water is endless.

A big Wanlie horse kept snorting, sweating profusely, and the hind feet had not yet landed, and the front feet jumped high, like a sharp arrow off the string, galloping northward, and a man and a horse swept up the diffuse yellow sand.

On horseback was a man of short and fat stature, with a round face, a crooked nose, thick lips, and a strong suit, like a hob of fat piled on it.

He looked around suspiciously.

Humpty Dumpty's waist flashed with a clear blue fluorescence, and if you looked closely, it turned out to be the Vice-Meridian Mandarin Duck, which was obviously caused by the poison quenched on the blade.

In the rivers and lakes, the meridian mandarin duck is extremely rare, and this person is born with a crooked nose, it is Liang Qi, the head of the Xishu Mandarin Duck Sect, twenty years ago, martial arts has entered the realm of the second grade, and it is a little bit away from the first grade.

Fortunately, it was late at night and was located in Jiangzhou, otherwise I would have thought I had seen a ghost.

Ten years ago, the Mandarin Duck Gate of Xishu was destroyed overnight.

One hundred and twenty-nine people under the door, plus two and a half people tall, the bloodthirsty and ferocious thousand-year-old Shu Mountain spotted jackal leopard, bleeding from the seven orifices, died unexpectedly, but Liang Qi's family was nowhere to be found.

Over the years, the decent people have also searched around, and occasionally some people say that they have seen him in the South China Sea, and some people say that they have seen him in the mountains of Lizhou, but none of them have been confirmed.

Some people say that he died early at the hands of the remnants of the Demon Sect, while others say that he sat on the ground and ascended early...... This case of destroying the door has become an unsolved case in the rivers and lakes.

No one expected that he was still alive and appeared in Jiangzhou.

Although the Mandarin Duck Sect is a small sect in Xishu, Liang Qi had a good reputation in the rivers and lakes back then, and he never disdained to use poison, so he must have met a very powerful character tonight.

In the pine and cypress forests on both sides of the sand road, the pine needles fall in the wind, and the silence is even more strange.

Liang Qi was stunned, and the horsewhip was whipped on the horse's buttocks like a drumbeat. The fierce horse was in pain, and its four legs ran even more fiercely.

Liang Qi's forehead oozed fine beads of sweat, he couldn't wipe it, and secretly prayed in his heart, "Damn, Mo Lao Dog, Huang Daya, and Rat San, you dead old men, have been in the nest for half your life, Lao Tzu will definitely do a ritual for you dead souls when he goes back alive, and you can hold on a little longer, as long as you pass through the pine forest, there will naturally be someone in the Tongou River to respond."

I could already faintly hear the roar of the water, like a galloping horse, roaring endlessly.

At the moment of life and death, his mind came to the mother and son who were far away in Lizhou, and his heart was filled with love, "I don't know if the situation is still so naughty?

"Hey, don't sleep, I'm the end, but the two brothers Ding Hai and Ding You?", he raised the official disc in his hand, and shouted in a sharp voice, it turned out that he had also been forced to enter the mysterious institution "Apocalypse" over the years, with the Tianxagenary branch as the code name, and Liang Qi was called "The End".

A gust of wind blew, the boat shook sharply, the green hat rolled down, and Ding Hai and Ding You fell on the deck, and they had been dead for a long time.

He swayed and nearly fell off his horse. In a trance, he exclaimed, "Ding Hai and Ding You have been immersed in the world for many years, and they are already in the realm of first-class products, who can kill the two of them silently?"

Startled, he looked up into the dark dockyard.

In the dark, two people carried their hands behind their backs and walked out slowly, one tall and one short The two gray-robed old men were clearly layered.

"Master, don't come to harm", the tall man on the right shouted in a rough voice, and the sound of the urn was so angry that Liang Qi's eardrums were buzzing, obviously full of energy.

"Boss Tong, this pile of hob meat, the thief is cunning, what should you do if you remember our faces?", the short man on the left rubbed his hands, a little excited, and seemed to smell the smell of blood.

"What are you afraid of, do you still have the finches that have gone away under our brothers, and you are afraid that he will not be able to jump out of the coffin when talking to the dead?", the tall man naturally reached out and touched his chin, but he didn't touch his beard, he looked at Liang Qi and smiled.

Liang Qi felt a chill down his spine and shivered.

He took the opportunity to react, tightened the reins in his hand, turned the horse's head and galloped, when suddenly he rolled over and rolled off the saddle, and the horse fell into the yellow sand, and let out a wail.

Liang Qi rolled over and got up and ran away into the distance.

This Liang Qi's appearance is mediocre, with a big belly, he has to stop and catch his breath when he walks a few steps on weekdays, it seems that the light skill is not much better, but it is his hidden life-saving stunt, and when he performs it, he is as light as a swallow, like flying on the grass, it seems that the light skill is profound, and the breath has drifted away.

"Hmph, why is Master Liang in such a hurry to leave, are you in a hurry to drill into the little daughter-in-law's bed?", the tall man on the riverside shouted at the top of his voice, and did not chase him, let him go away.

Cold Wind Hunting.

"Infatuation is bitter, don't leave bitterness, and people who break their intestines are ...... at the end of the world."

The ghostly voice sounded, Liang Qi's eyes flickered, a person in white plain clothes, with a ghost-like face, carrying a wooden box on his back, blocking the middle of the road, extremely terrifying in the dark night.

"Who the hell are you?", Liang Qi shouted in horror, "Why do you keep pestering me?".

"Huh... Ha... Who am I? Ha...", the laughter was desolate, as if there was endless resentment, "Have you forgotten? Have you really forgotten, who am I, I am the bad old woman you poisoned with your own hands, how did my father save you when Yuhua was under the stage?".

Liang Qi's head buzzed, his scalp was numb, he felt his crotch hot, his knees were weak, he sat on the ground, and said to himself, "Yes, yes, it must be her, she came to ask for her life."

Ten years ago, for the glory and wealth of the bamboo basket and the empty water, he hid people's eyes and ears, and when he destroyed the door, he never let go of his wife, fed her a bowl of poison with his own hands, and watched her curl up on the ground in pain, hitting her head and bleeding, and her body was incomplete.

Now her ghost has come to ask for her life, but at that time he saw her die with his own eyes, and this thing that God knows and earth knows except her, I'm afraid no one knows anymore, it must be her.

The plain-clothed woman waved her right hand, and at the opening of the wooden box, countless silver needles shot out like pear blossoms in the rainstorm, scarlet and hot, like thousands of tiny fire dragons, surrounded by Liang Qi's body, like a pair of scarlet eyes.

"You... Who the hell are you, a human or a ghost?", Liang Qi's desperate eyes showed horror, and he screamed hoarsely, and suddenly he seemed to think of something.

"You... Who are you...... I know ......", he pouted, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to the ground, thumped, and the yellow sand slammed into the flesh of his forehead. Blood mixed with sweat, flowing down the forehead, drop by drop, the originally dry yellow sand, actually soaked a piece, shocking.

For a long time, there was no response from the three of them, only the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves, rustling, and a few points of starlight sprinkled after the dark clouds, mottled and scattered.

Liang Qi gritted his teeth, raised his head and sighed, "My little wife, you... Kill if you want to, but... But it's good to let my four-year-old cub go, he doesn't understand anything, hehe, he doesn't even know who I am...... , leave a queen for my Liang family?", Liang Qi knew that if he fell into the hands of these three people, he would definitely die, but he was calm.

"Oh, by the way, you're talking about the mother and son in Sanyin Village, Barren Mountain, Lizhou, and there is a pair of speckled jackals at the door. You must know that your little wife's fine skin and tender flesh are indeed quite cute", the short man licked the corners of his dry mouth, wiped the drool, and turned his head and said, "Big brother, I said he recognized us."

"Third child, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute", the tall man glared at him viciously and nodded at the black shadow.

The fiery silver needles were like having eyes, and the tips of the needles were densely aimed at Liang Qi, entering and exiting in the front, entering and exiting in the back, and instantly Liang Qi's body was full of holes.

"Liang Fatzi, your wife and children are waiting for you to reunite, that porcelain doll is the craftsmanship of the Qiao family in the imperial city, and it is a tribute to the palace", the tall man's rough voice sounded again, Liang Qi listened to the words in his heart like a needle prick, and his liver and intestines were broken, it was the doll he left for his son when he left, and inside was the martial arts of the Mandarin Duck Gate, and there was a suicide note.

Nine Heavens Spirit Needle.

"Turtle grandson, this needle is really powerful", Liang Qi grinned innocently, what he was most afraid of was death, he had already died ten years ago, but he still lived for ten years, incognito, driven by others, and died without thinking.

Death is liberation, he has been tortured by corpse poison over the years, and it is painful to die if he can't die.

Red blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and tiny red fire streaks spread out on his body, turning into ashes with a thud and dissipating with the wind.

Before he died, he wiped away the teardrop from the corner of his dry eye.

A golden corpse cockroach flew out of the ashes, flapped its wings, but suddenly landed in the hands of the delicate figure, struggled a few times and did not move.

"Is this the witchcraft of the Shangqing faction?".

"No, it seems to be the means of the Nine Bucket Rice Dao", the plain figure answered, crisp and pleasant, it turned out to be a woman's voice.

She turned and walked to the boat, picked up a porcelain doll from the dock, and stared at it in a daze.

A ray of moonlight shines down, the porcelain fetus is as colored as the sky, bright as a mirror, thin as paper, it is really a rare best in the world.

"Hmph, ugly woman, why bother you by pretending to be a ghost and scaring people like this? How many years has your baby been dead..... Before he finished speaking, he felt a pair of cold eyes sweep by, and he hurriedly swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"Hmph, if you say one more word, I'll tear your mouth apart", the woman didn't move, she was not annoyed in her words, she smiled and said softly.

"Hmph, Lao Tzu is not afraid of heaven and earth. Guan Sanniang, don't rely on the Nine Heavens Spirit Needle to play prestige, you don't need to try it if you have the ability", the short man was unconvinced, rolled up his sleeves, took a step back, and muttered far away from the woman.

As if he was afraid that the next moment, as soon as the woman made a move, she would die under the woman's terrifying silver needle.

"Phew, you are covered in stinky skin, and it is not uncommon for the old lady to fight with you, and you have soiled the old lady's embroidery needle", the woman covered her nose and laughed loudly, and her eyebrows were picturesque in the dark night.

"Alright, alright, can you suffocate to death if you don't say a few words, third child?", the big man reprimanded.

After speaking, he didn't turn his head back, and ran towards the direction of Jiangzhou City, the short man glanced at the woman, followed the tall man away, the rabbit rose and fell, and a few vertical jumps had caught up with the tall man, obviously with great effort.

The woman sighed, took the porcelain doll into her arms, and chased after it, when bursts of white mist filled the woods, and three figures disappeared into the white mist.

Jiangzhou is located on the south bank of the Tongou River, rich in products, densely populated, the Seven Kingdoms have been in war for 500 years, epidemics, wars are continuous, and poor people are displaced everywhere.

After hundreds of years of suffering, the Mahayana reincarnation Buddhism in the Western Regions has quietly spread under the preaching of ascetic monks after several campaigns to destroy Buddha.

However, in the Jiangzhou area, Taoism is still prosperous, and this old monarch's ancestral court Niutou Mountain is in the southeast of the city gate.

Huangjing Temple is in the barren ditch at the foot of the mountain, and a few ascetics have the heart of the Bodhisattva of "Pudu Sentient Beings", but they don't care.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the abbot Guangzhi monk of this Huangjing Temple is one of the four great monks of Leiyin Temple in the Western Regions, and his martial arts are unfathomable.

In the middle of the main hall of Huangjing Temple, enshrine a Maitreya Buddha, open chest and breasts, smile and smile, and observe all the sufferings in the world.

On both sides of the main hall, there are several meditation rooms, which are extremely tidy, and the little novice in the hall falls asleep under the tribute table.

In front of the meditation room, there is a horizontal and vertical vegetable field, which is staggered.

There are a few crickets in the vegetable field, a few crickets, a symphony of contention, and the sound of insects chirping, which makes the temple extraordinarily quiet.

In the west meditation room, there is an old monk with a square forehead and wide ears, a yellow robe, and two white eyebrows upside down, which looks majestic. I saw him holding a string of Buddhist beads, cross-legged and closed his eyes, and there was a faint green qi lingering in the mud palace between his eyebrows, which was the Guangzhi monk presided over by Huangjing Temple.

On the right side of his abdomen, there was a wound that was oozing blood, and had not yet scabbed, and it was obvious that the injury was not light.

Three black shadows suddenly fell into the courtyard, and a sinister aura enveloped the temple, and several crickets immediately fell silent.

"Amitabha, since you are a guest, since you have come from afar, why don't you come in and sit down?", Guangzhi opened his eyes and said loudly.

"Hehe, Guangzhi old bald donkey, your three saints are here, hurry up and hand over the wordless Heart Sutra", the short old man stood in front of the window of the meditation room with his hands around and said sharply.

"Amitabha, the wordless Heart Sutra is not in Huangjing Temple, Lao Gao still advises the three of them, stop here", Guangzhi clasped his hands together and said calmly, with a majesty in his words.

The sky was full of dark clouds, and suddenly there was a "boom", and a lightning bolt crossed the dark sky, tearing the thick dark clouds, and the raindrops were like pearls strung with threads, falling on the bluestone platform in front of the hall, clicking.

Bang.

A figure crashed in, and it was about to hit the place where Guangzhi was sitting cross-legged.

Guang Zhirao is a Buddha with a deep heart, and not only is he angry.

He turned over, reached out to catch the black shadow, and looked down to see that the little novice was already dead.

"Old bald donkey, you Huangjing Temple is already dead", the short man chuckled grimly.

"Amitabha, you demon sect people kill innocents, today in front of the Buddha, the old man has no choice but to exterminate you, in order to defend the right path of the rivers and lakes", he did not fall into his voice, and flew out.

Guangzhi's palm was slapped in the void, and the water droplets in front of him turned into sword qi that broke through the air and galloped, extremely rough, and the surrounding blue bricks and tiles immediately turned into powder.

Dora Finger.

Guangzhi has no sword in his hand, but he uses his vitality to urge the raindrops to turn into countless flying swords, which is already the existence of the Vajra Realm.

The short man was closest to the door, and he snorted coldly and rolled on the spot, dodging the fierce sword qi.

Rao is short man moves quickly, and this Dora Ye finger has turned into a sword qi, and he has no way to avoid it.

The short man supported the ground with his hands, crouched on the ground, like a turtle, stretched out his long neck, and swallowed his vitality, and the Gangba sword qi bounced off his body, smashing the blue brick wall on the side.

Holy Devil Toad Gong.

Guangzhi was in his heart, but he no longer hesitated, he knew that he was injured tonight, and if he didn't hurt the killer, he was afraid that the three of them would shoot at the same time, and he would be difficult to beat.

Since he had the idea of destroying the demon and defending the way, he didn't stop, his right hand clenched his fist, and he sacrificed a seal, which was the Da Luo Vajra Freedom Dharma Seal, seeing the golden light shining in the sky, reflecting the golden light all around, and a round of King Kong rose into the air.

Suddenly, Guangzhi sighed, and the vajra seal formed in the air disappeared.

His expression was painful, and he smiled bitterly, "The people in the Demon Sect are really insidious and cunning."

Guangzhi flipped the wide sleeves of his robe, a small worm wriggled, and there were seven colorful patterns on his body, which was beautiful and moving.

Colorful eggs from the cricket.

It turned out that the three of them expected that Guangzhi had already taken precautions, and put this poisonous insect into the corpse of Xiao Shami, and Guangzhi Buddha was very kind, and he was bound to catch Xiao Shami's body, and the egg was transferred to his body, which was already poisoned.

Guangzhi secretly sighed to himself, "Senior brother's letter, sure enough, the guess is right, this poisonous insect was originally destroyed when the Demon Sect was exterminated, but I didn't expect that there would be such a poisonous thing in the world."

The colorful eggs in the body will inevitably be separated from the crickets in seven days, the whole body will fester, and the blood will collapse and die.

After he was injured, he looked angry, raised his head and roared, shaking the four fields.

"Devil, today the old man will die with you, lest you harm the world again", he stretched out his hand to point at several large points to stop the poisonous gas from attacking his heart.

Jumping up on his knees, he took out a pearl-sized, round and translucent jade pillar from the sleeve of his robe, which was full of brilliance.

I saw that the jade pillar was full of brilliance, and countless dense golden Sanskrit characters on it were constantly rotating, shining with golden light.

"Wordless Heart Sutra", the three of them shouted in unison.

Guangzhi urged the vitality to push the jade pillar, and the jade pillar spun slightly, and several light curtains shot out from the pillar, enveloping him.

Wherever the light curtain went, the plants and trees immediately turned to ashes, burning like flames.

The short man had obviously suffered from this thing, jumped up, and fell backwards in horror, "Boss, be careful, this old bald donkey is extremely vicious."

"Bah, old bald donkey, could it be that you have moved your heart and want to be a ghost couple with me?", the weak woman who never made a move, chuckled.

She waved her jade hand unhurriedly, and at the opening of the red sandalwood box, countless silver needles flew out, resisting the light curtain and rotating constantly, Guangzhi's body trembled, as if these countless silver needles were piercing his body.

Nine Heavenly Spirits.

Guangzhi urges the wordless Heart Sutra with the original spirit, which is self-contained.

At this time, he felt bursts of evil qi coming from the silver needle, cold and penetrating his body.

He shouted, "Demon girl, Hugh is rampant", his lips were hot, and a stream of hot blood gushed out, he urged the Buddhist mantra, and the light curtain once again emitted a dazzling light.

The tall man stared at his eyes and never said a word.

At this time, he reached out and took out a black wooden stick from his arms, which was more than three inches long, and the whole body was dark, I don't know what material it was made of, it was actually the holy relic of the Demon Sect, the Wei Tuo Knife.

This Wei Tuo knife and even the Yin to Cold thing are bloodthirsty, and those who can control this thing are afraid that there are no more than one pair of hands in the world.

Guangzhi worked hard, closed his eyes, and sighed secretly, "Several demons of the Demon Sect are here, I'm afraid that today's old man's life will be here."

He was slightly distracted, the light curtain sneered, and it was pierced by the Nine Heavens Spirit Official Needle one by one tiny cracks, Guangzhi's mind swayed, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out, obviously the poisonous blood had entered the heart vein, and his life was short.

Wei Tuo's knife came out of its sheath, like a black old demon, and the black gas filled all around, slashing towards the light curtain.

There was a loud bang, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and both of them trembled.

Guangzhi's robe sleeves danced, the Buddha beads in his hand were sacrificed, and the jade pillar instantly released countless golden lights, and a golden talisman passed in front of the three people, and the three of them avoided it sideways, and suddenly with a sigh, the three of them knelt on the ground at the same time.

It turned out that the Buddha beads turned, and obviously the three of them did not expect this strange move, and they had already hit the big vertebral point behind them.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, today the old man will kill the ring", after speaking, Guangzhi put his hands together to conclude the Buddha seal, and the jade pillar faintly shone with dazzling light, shrouding the top of the three people's heads.

Seeing the blazing jade pillar light curtain sweeping, suddenly Guan Sanniang sighed softly, as if there were endless grievances, among which there seemed to be countless unjust souls blaming the Buddha, and there were endless cries and shouts in his ears, as if he had opened the eighteen layers of hell and released countless unjust ghosts.

Guangzhi opened the Buddha's eyes, and looked, the porcelain doll in Guan Sanniang's arms suddenly became cold and abnormal, and the faint blue light was revealed, and the countless silver needles of the Nine Heavens Spirit Officer were connected end to end, turning into an ice snake, and burrowing into the hot Buddha seal concluded by Guangzhi.

There was a loud bang, and the Buddha seal shattered.

Guangzhi looked down, a black aura rushed to the sky, and the three of them were nowhere to be found.

Guangzhi secretly sighed in his heart, "It's a pity, it's a pity, I'm afraid that there will be no peace in the rivers and lakes in the future", he has a deep Buddha heart, and recites "Amitabha Buddha" with his hands together, knowing that it is difficult to catch up, and no longer thinking about it, he got up and walked slowly into the mountains, contrary to Jiangzhou, going farther and farther, and not knowing where to go.

"Unknown life, unknown death".

In the secluded place of Niutou Mountain, under the eaves of blue bricks and white tiles, under a night pearl the size of a goose egg, the young man in white muttered the ancient teachings of Confucianism, and watched "Diligent Pursuit" with relish in his hand.

A little Taoist priest outside the door, about eleven or two years old, with a fair face, a green robe slightly larger, lying on the edge of the window peeping at the books in the young man's hand, a green cow in the distance leisurely grazing, and he didn't realize it.

Suddenly, he felt something rubbing behind him, and he didn't turn his head back, and said softly, "Don't make trouble, go while eating grass", and scolded casually, "You beast, don't gnaw the grass alone, what kind of rubbing, do you also recognize this obscure heavenly book?"

"Is it pretty?"

"En", the little Taoist priest replied casually, his head grew bigger, and then he respectfully recited "The one who is silent and quiet is the foundation of the gods, and the one who is yin and yang is soft and strong, and the foundation of the two instruments", turned around and looked at the old Taoist priest behind him with a smile.

The old Taoist priest is dignified, wearing a lotus crown on his head, with a flowing white beard, and his expression is radiant, looking like a fairy wind and bones.

"Brother Zhang", the little Taoist priest shouted respectfully.