The pool of blood emptied, and a clear spring spawned in the dilapidated leather sac. Li Ji jumped off the empty pool, took the sword bag back in his hand, and was slightly surprised in his heart: If the spring water in this pool is weightless, it should be a thousand pounds! Now, it is only four taels to start, and the immortal method of the Daomen is really magical.

The ochre-colored coral jade tree floated in the middle of the empty huge pool, and it was a rootless tree.

The emerald green leaves that had lost their blood quickly withered, and the jade tree, which had been flourishing with foliage, eventually turned into a bare branch and then fell to the bottom of the pool. The dead branch, about two feet in size, the thickness of an arm, trembled slightly on the ground, and after a few ups and downs, it rose to the ground and suddenly flew towards the hanging coffin above the palace.

Seeing that the withered branch was about to merge with the hanging coffin, Li Ji and Ning Caichen couldn't react, only to hear a swishing sound of breaking the air, and two white silks were thrown out of Nie Xiaoqian's sleeves and suddenly wrapped around the withered branch.

The withered branches trembled and wanted to fly, but Nie Xiaoqian tightened the white silk, her clothes were staggering, and her graceful figure fluttered back and forth in the air, like a flying fairy dancing.

Li Ji was stunned, and a hint of surprise flashed in Ning Caichen's eyes.

It's just that Nie Xiaoqian's vitality has been damaged, and her weak soul body can't exert much strength, and the withered branch trembled twice, then tightened the white silk, and flew towards the hanging coffin with her.

"Be careful!" Seeing Nie Xiaoqian rising from beside him, Li Ji hurriedly reached out to pull, but he couldn't grasp her body, his hands staggered through her body, but he could only touch a phantom.

Only then did he remember that Nie Xiaoqian was a virtual ghost, he could see it, but he couldn't touch it.

The Bodhi dry branches swirled and fell into the coffin, and a white silk pulled Xiaoqian's figure forward, as if to wrap her in the coffin.

Li Ji couldn't help but shout: "Nie Xiaoqian, let go!"

When Nie Xiaoqian heard this, she turned around and smiled at him, and a beautiful smile bloomed on her pale face.

It's just that it seems to be too late.

As soon as her body touched the edge of the hanging coffin, it was as ethereal as a cloud, turning into a little white light, and then slowly dissipating.

Xiao Qian's figure dissipated, the white silk fell from the dead branch, the dead branch fell into the hanging coffin, and the white silk floated down and fell into Li Ji's hands.

As soon as the Bodhi branch and the hanging coffin merged, the coffin lid hanging above was pushed down horizontally, and the entire underground palace trembled violently, and saw a mysterious light pass through the layers of barriers and rush straight to Xiaohan.

"Xiao Qian......" A grief suddenly hit her heart, Li Ji couldn't care about the hanging coffin, held the soft white silk in his hand, and only muttered her name.

"Childe is so affectionate, Xiaoqian is very moved, is it okay to be a slave and repay Childe with her body?" A pretty figure flashed behind him, and he wanted to laugh, but when he suddenly saw Li Ji's slightly moist eyes, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but say emotionally.

This is a direct indication of the heart.

Li Ji looked at her with a flustered expression, and didn't know how to respond, so he had to pretend to be annoyed and said, "Just now you pretended to be dead and lied to me, and now you are teasing me again?"

He didn't know how many times he had been deceived by this pretty female ghost, so he naturally didn't dare to trust her easily.

Xiao Qian didn't explain, her eyes turned to the hanging coffin that was undergoing a shocking change, and she didn't want to talk to him anymore.

"Alas!" Ning Caichen put his hand on his forehead, sighed, and gently patted Li Ji's shoulder twice.

This third brother has good character and knowledge, but he is too dull about the love between men and women.

However, Zhong Xuan lost his mother when he was young, his father died of illness when he was a teenager, and he did not marry a wife, so it is reasonable not to understand this.

"What did I say?" Li Ji looked dazed, automatically skipped the strange behavior of the two, and also looked at the hanging coffin above his head.

The hanging coffin trembled, and the white mist dispersed, as if something terrible was about to be born.

In the forest of the mountains and forests in the south of the temple, Yan Chixia stopped on a boulder, the jade box behind him was wide open, he pinched the sword trick, and shouted in his mouth: "Thousands of miles of demon lightning surrounds, and the white dragon is in the air." Heavenly Escape Sword, Hurry!"

A small white sword flew out of the jade box, and the sword light quickly diverged, and dozens of sword shadows were separated in front of him, all shooting towards the red-clothed old woman.

"But the carving insect is a little trick!"

Grandma chased after her leisurely, the Li cane in her hand was on the ground, and her figure became more and more rickety, and with every step, she saw a thin layer of pale cyan light curtain forming around her, and the Dao Dao sword light was dotted on the green curtain, only a trace of spark was drawn, and it could not break through it in the slightest.

The body of the small sword could pierce the cyan light curtain, and as soon as it flew in front of his grandmother, he was shot down by one of his staff.

The flying sword was sheathed back into the box, and Yan Chixia's face became a little ugly.

He really didn't expect this Wisdom Treasure Tree King to be so powerful.

If she had gone all out the first few times, she might not be her enemy, and her cultivation would definitely be above the Yang God.

"It is rumored that the Wisdom Treasure Tree King has the lowest cultivation and the weakest strength among the twelve Treasure Tree Kings. Now I know that this statement is very false, but this is also the wisdom of the Taoist friend, knowing that the hidden is good at guarding, and the movement is deadly, and the Taoist friend really deserves his reputation!"

Yan Chixia sighed.

"Hehe, Xiao Qian actually told you my identity, it seems that you are the helper she invited to deal with me.

The dignified Zhonglu sect disciple, the immortal disciple is just a greedy and lustful person.

It's okay, I'm worried that after his resurrection, he can't find a suitable body, there is no way to be lucky or bad, but people recruit themselves, since you send it to the door yourself, the old body can only laugh!"

Grandma stood still not far from Yan Chixia, with a grim smile on her face.

Yan Chixia listened to her previous words, and wanted to deny the relationship with the female ghost surnamed Nie, but when she heard the back, she was only shocked in her heart.

"Resurrection?flesh?" he couldn't help but have a terrible guess: "You, you actually want to resurrect the Manichaean Master?"

He was taken aback by his own thoughts, and said to himself: "Impossible, in the catastrophe back then, Buddhism would not allow him to enter reincarnation, and it would be the end of his soul." Could it be that Maitreya Buddha left a back hand? No, after committing such a great sin and being made public, Mani can only become an outcast, and Maitreya Buddha will not do anything for him.

However, in the end, he died and replaced the lives of Manichaeans, which impressed Yan. Without his sacrifice, you Manichaeans would not even have a chance to survive, and would all fall under that catastrophe. ”

"What's the use of lingering? Can Manichaeism be called Manichaeism without him?"

Grandma seemed to fall into remembrance, and said proudly: "The sect leader is a genius, even if the two Buddhas Shakya and Maitreya are not as good as him before the ten thousand tribulations! When he entered the game, he knew that these two Buddhas were not credible, and he had already left a glimmer of life for himself. Bodhi Branch, Ming Wang Sutra and hosta he left three remnant souls, I escaped from the sect when I brought them all out, but the Western Regions Buddhism does not practice the art of gathering souls and cultivating souls, so I came to Middle-earth to seek the Dharma, and at the same time avoid the exploration of Buddhism. ”

Yan Chixia listened quietly on the side, hoping that she would say more so that she could buy more time for Li Ji and them.

"However, when your Daomen in Middle-earth saw that I was a foreigner, they either refused directly, or they wanted to kill people and seize treasures, but more people coveted my beauty!"

Grandma's voice is old, her body is rickety, her wrinkled skin is like tree bark, and she speaks of her beauty, which is really indescribably weird.

Yan Chixia knew that what she said was true, the rumored Wisdom Treasure Tree King was indeed a peerless beauty.

It's just that I don't know, how did she become like this now?

The monk's face is not declining, she must have had a change to be like this.

"So, I killed them all, after I got the soul gathering and soul cultivation, I found that the catastrophe was coming, I didn't want to become an immortal, I had to become like this!"

Grandma said lightly.

Yan Chixia's divine sense swept over her grandmother, and she exclaimed: "Demon, crazy, really crazy!"

Man is the chief of all things, demon birds, spirit beasts and plants and trees must be cultivated into human form to become immortals, and this wisdom treasure tree king in order not to become an immortal, he actually has to give up his body and turn into a tree demon.

She not only lost the opportunity to become an immortal, but also lost the beauty of the world.

This method is too intense, too decisive, and too sacrificial.

"Hehe, I've been planning here for hundreds of years for the sect master, and now that I have a chance, no one wants to stop me!"

Grandma's voice was violent, and with a pestle of the cane in her hand, she saw a blood vine flying out behind her, winding like a dragon and snake, winding towards Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia flew back quickly, her hands were choked, and a round golden elixir flew out of his mouth and went straight towards the blood vine.

The golden pill was about the size of a fist, and there were three red talismans attached to it, which was his greatest reliance.

Fire Fu Jindan.

This object is a combination of Zhong Liquan and Lu Dongbin, which draws on the fire talisman of the Fu Gong faction and the Dan method of the Wai Dan faction.

The outer Dan is refined, and the inner refining is usually warmed in the dantian with its own Jindan, and when fighting with others, it is not afraid of consumption, but also handy.

Those three fire talismans are the Chiyan Thunder Fire Talismans of the Spirit Treasure Sect of the Fu Sect, which are very powerful, even the Yang God and Earth Immortals are also immortal when touched, and they are Yan Chixia's life-saving things.

As soon as the fire rune golden pill came out, the blood vine seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and the flames were together, and the vine body was burned with a loud sound, and it was scorched black in less than a moment, turning into powder.

Grandma smiled coldly and didn't care.

This blood vine is just a companion of her demon, and the blood vine is wrapped around the tree but is not connected to the tree body, but it has just been refined into a magic weapon by her, and now it is destroyed.

Black smoke rose everywhere, a coral jade tree fell to the ground, the green leaves formed a net, the branches spread and grew, and the green branches whipped towards Yan Chixia.

The fire rune Jin Dan flew in, and the blazing Dan fire spread to the branches, and the branches were dyed with fire, but they still didn't stop, and they were directly drawn towards Yan Chixia, as if they were not affected.

Yan Chixia was shocked, she was slapped on the back by a green branch, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.

Grandma said coldly: "Don't forget, we Manichaeism worship fire, no matter how strong your Danhuo is, how can you hurt me?"

With that, she struck the golden pill hanging in mid-air with a scepter.

Jin Dan trembled slightly, and his color became dull.

Yan Chixia's heart was damaged, and when she saw her grandmother coming to take the pill, she hurriedly recited the law and swallowed the golden pill into her stomach in one gulp.

Grandma was about to make a move, but at this moment, the ground trembled, and a pillar of Xuanguang shot into the sky from the ground not far away.

"It's not good, why was King Ming born early?" Grandma's face was anxious, and she didn't care about Yan Chixia, and hurried towards the underground palace.

Yan Chixia's face changed several times, and it was originally agreed with Li Ji that he would not care about the other party and only go to Jinhua City to meet.

It's just that now that it is the Manichaean Lord who is going to resurrect the King of the Treasure Tree, he knows that it is not so easy to sabotage their plan.

At that moment, he gritted his teeth, regardless of his own injuries, and flew to follow.