In the tomb at the bottom of the tomb of the living dead, the lights are blurred, the light is shining, the wattle leaves in the red luan gauze tent are lying quietly on the couch, a pair of beauties are sitting sideways by the bed, living and fragrant, the little monk is sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hands are folded, reciting the Heart Sutra of Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha, quickly recovering his vitality, and waiting for the strength to heal the Jing Ye.

Youji's pupils flickered with turquoise brilliance, and the soft light fell on Jing Ye's body, as if she was draped in a soft gauze for Jing Ye, and Yu Ji carefully looked at Jing Ye's body, and slowly frowned.

It can be said that Jing Ye's injuries were much more serious than she expected, she thought that Jing Ye's injuries were all caused by the power of her own bloodline, but when she looked at Jing Ye's body, she was startled, her own bloodline attack was secondary, and the more fatal damage on this kid's body came from the lethal power of her powerful burning true element.

And the culprit is the mysterious bloodline power that Jing Ye suddenly erupted before, like the legendary wolf clan's natal supernatural power wolf blood boiling!

At this moment, Yu Ji was shocked to find that at this moment of crisis, there was an eight-colored ink-colored sword in the Jingye Divine Sea that was gradually taking shape, and it was frantically devouring the only spiritual energy hidden in his Divine Sea.

"Oh my God, what kind of strange saber is he using, why is there still a sign of a sword spirit growing on this juncture!"

Yu Ji muttered, took away the light of her pupils, and surveyed the psychic acupoints for Jing Ye's pulse, but her eyes widened again, compared to the terrible scene in Jing Ye's divine sea, Jing Ye's original body was full of holes, and even the aura was flying against the current, and the scene of the snow mountain qi sea was chaotic at this time, which was very regular and recovered at a very fast speed.

Yu Ji's brows furrowed more and more, she found that this thorn leaf was a bottomless pit that did not know the depth, and the body was full of secrets, and now the power of this body's rapid recovery seemed to be a kind of bloodline power!

"Could it be that he still has a second bloodline power in him, this is also incredible!"

Youji muttered, suddenly feeling that something was wrong with Jing Ye's body, and sighed suddenly: "Hey, ...... is this?"

Sang Yue on the side was blinking her big eyes, looking at Jing Ye with a bright eye, Youji was Nanyuan's number of medical saints, so she didn't care about Jing Ye's injury, but thought about it wildly, and couldn't help but think of the situation when Jing Ye bumped into herself naked that year.

Thinking of this, Sang Yue's beautiful face turned red, and she couldn't help but say, "Don't say it, my nephew is really good-looking!"

Hearing this, the little monk's eyes widened suddenly, looking at Sang Yue, who was flushed, and he was immediately fascinated, and then whispered: "It's still the little donor who is beautiful, just like a fairy in the sky!"

The little monk said a word, Sang Yue listened to it again, remembering that the little monk peeped at himself, and also moved his hands and feet to himself, but he didn't feel that the root of his ears was hot, and immediately turned around with a cold face and reprimanded: "Little color monk, you say one more word, believe it or not, I chopped off the root of your tongue."

The little monk immediately shut up, and then followed with his Amitabha.

At this time, Youji's diagnosis of Jing Ye had ended, and she couldn't help but mutter: "This kid is too badly injured, if he is not crippled, he is considered a waste, the sea of gods has been exhausted, the spiritual root is crumbling, and there are strange things hidden in his body!

The little monk and Sang Yue were shocked when they heard this, and in an instant, the little monk's tears came out, and he said: "It's all me who hurt the Jingye donor, sin!

Sang Yue said eagerly: "Sister You, you must have a way, right?"

The corners of Youji's mouth raised, and her expression showed a little smugness: "If you change to a human monk, you must be a lack of skills, who calls us demons, according to me, this little nephew still accounts for most of the blood of our demon clan, it should be counted as my demon clan, just to save him, it will cost me the treasure of the demon clan, I am afraid that the demon king will not agree!"

"Sister You, don't panic, I'll go and tell my brother, it's just that where to find the treasure of the demon clan?" Sang Yue followed.

"Isn't there it on His Highness?" You Ji said thoughtfully, the crux of Jing Ye's body is the power of the two supreme demon bloodlines, although You Ji has now found out the power of these two bloodlines, but one of them has only been heard of in legends, and there is no solution at all, it depends on his future creation, this bloodline power is the earth-shattering battle intent that Jing Ye broke out before, and the wolf blood is boiling!

Another kind of bloodline power, for the seriously injured Jing Ye body has a surprising recovery effect, if Youji is not bad, this bloodline power is thanks to the power of the fox bloodline to which Jing Ye Niang's mother Sang Ying belongs, it should be a very rare fox magic power in the demon classics, Li Fox blood sacrifice, healing.

Jing Ye hides the power of two bloodlines, one wolf blood boiling, domineering and intense, Jing Ye is completely unable to master, You Ji doesn't know anything about it, and the other Li Fox Blood Sacrifice is cured, You Ji has her own reading through the demon classics, there are some opinions on this, Li Fox Blood Sacrifice continues to grow with the growth of the demon cultivation itself, and can adjust the body of the demon cultivation to the best state in a very short period of time, which is also the reason why few people practice the Li Tian Sword Technique of Shushan Tianyi Pavilion, and the Hundred Variety Li Tian Sword Moves are handy for Jing Ye and do whatever they want.

However, the fox blood is warm and high-pitched, and it is reflected in most of the blood and magic powers of the fox clan, especially the pupil technique and charm that the saints of the past generations have made good use of, among which they are not afraid of the masculinity of the monks at all, but they compete against each other, and can almost crush the Terran monks of the same realm, and accept their vitality for their own use.

With the blood of Li Hu against the blood of the demon wolf, these two belong to the power of the radical bloodline, once they awaken to each other, they will be divided into high and low, it is obvious in Jing Ye's body, the Li Hu bloodline only works on the periphery of his body, and the demon wolf bloodline has mastered the Shenhai, in comparison, it completely has the upper hand!

Therefore, once the demon wolf bloodline in Jing Ye's body explodes, it can completely confuse his mind and dominate Jing Ye's body, turning into a demon full of anger and destruction in an instant.

Yu Ji couldn't understand why he was obviously the son of Sang Ying, why he had a domineering demon wolf bloodline out of thin air.

Seeing that Sang Yue was puzzled, Youji followed: "It is the Thousand Illusion Cloud Smoke Bead on His Highness's body that is nourished by millions of years of fox blood, and the power of the bloodline in this bead nourishes the power of the bloodline in his body, maybe there will be unexpected effects."

"The power of the bloodline in his body? You mean he also has the power of the bloodline, oh my God! How can he have the power of the bloodline, could it be that he is also a demon!" Sang Yue was surprised.

You Ji sighed, and then said to Sang Yue the news that she had just checked Jing Ye's injury from beginning to end, only to hear Sang Yue stunned, the little monk was stunned for a while, and suddenly remembered what the ancestor of the old fayette said to himself, the demon has a different path, the world is practice, and the demon is karma, the little monk was suddenly afraid, and then looked at Sang Yue's beautiful figure, and suddenly he was not afraid.

Then the little monk's eyes widened, and he found that the beautiful Sangyue benefactor suddenly opened his cherry mouth and drank a burst of white gas, and between this surging white mist, a fist-sized snow-white and bright bead appeared!

You Ji saw that the little monk was stunned and looked at the Thousand Illusion Cloud Smoke Beads in a daze, and suddenly said: "Little monk, you go to the door and guard it, so that others don't come in and disturb you!"

The little monk reluctantly glanced at Sang Yue, and muttered in a low voice: "Jing Ye donor, he will be fine, right? I still have Donkey Kong mana......

Sang Yue didn't wait for him to finish, and scolded with a small mouth: "Monk Xiaose, you can't get out."

The little monk was stunned, and immediately, he quickly got up and ran towards the door, at this moment, Youji suddenly seemed to be touched by electricity, and coldly stopped the monk and said: "Little monk, you just said that you will have Donkey Kong mana, what is the relationship between you and the monk of Tianchan Temple? To be honest, dare to conceal it, I ate you raw!"

The little monk shuddered violently, remembering the terrible story of the fairy who ate human flesh and absorbed the soul essence of the Tianchan Temple, and was suddenly frightened, waved his hand and said hurriedly: "Donor, don't eat me, I am the ninth generation disciple of Tianchan Temple, my master is a non-colored monk, in addition to the unconscious, Not empty two masters, and then above is Lafayette Jiukong, by the way, Lafayette also has a junior brother, the Dharma name is Refuge, the common surname is Bai, also called Bai Refuge, he has an apprentice who is now in Dongtu, that is, my uncle, the Dharma name is Wujie, by the way, my master is also in Dongtu now."

Since the little monk said the words 'colorless monk', Youji's eyes were straight when she heard it, and she heard that the colorless monk was also in Dongtu now, and suddenly her whole body exuded a burst of indescribable brilliance, and she sneered, and suddenly stared at the little monk with wide eyes: "Old monk, where is it now!"

"Ahh

Youji suddenly said 'Old Monk', and the boss who immediately opened his mouth and muttered: "Donor, how do you know what those nuns of Cihang Jingzhai call my master......

Speaking of this, Ding Dong suddenly covered his mouth, and the master repeatedly instructed that this matter must not be said outside, and it cannot be said if it is killed!

Yuhime giggled, tears came out, and sneered: "How do I know, how do you say I know!"

This conversation, Sang Yue on the side was already stunned, the demon clan has a secret story more than a hundred years ago, the master of the Red Lian Hall, You Ji, practiced and fell into the devil, and was robbed of his innocence by a white-clothed monk, at that time, the demon king of Nanyuan was Youji's father, and in a fit of anger, the strength of the entire demon king palace chased the white-clothed monk all the way from Nanyuan to the Western Desert, a full 80,000 miles away.

In the end, the West Desert killed a mad monk in the middle of the road, and seriously injured the demon king, injuring many demon masters, if it weren't for the demon emperor suddenly appearing and fighting hard with the crazy monk, I'm afraid that none of the demon masters who went would be able to come back alive.

Later, this matter gradually became a taboo for the demon clan, and it was not until the previous saintess Sang Ying fell in love with Jing Ying, a young man of the human race, self-destructed her cultivation, and was willing to follow Jing Ying, and this matter was turned over by many elders!

Ding Dong was scared silly, but when he saw that there were tears in Yuhime's eyes, he said to himself: "It's been a hundred and twenty years, one hundred and twenty years, and he finally came out!"

Sang Yue and Ding Dong looked at each other, confused, Youji cried and trembled and said: "He said, 'Be with me for one hundred and twenty days, go through life and death, taste cause and effect, love and parting, resentment for a long time, can't ask for it, can't let go, and finally got what you wanted, went to the world, realized the world, but mistook you, I would like to be in my Buddha Green Lantern Ancient Palace, under the relics pagoda, facing the wall for one hundred and twenty years, ask for my Buddha's forgiveness, less than one hundred and twenty years, I will not go out of the Western Desert for a day, and I will not see Youji for a day, if you still remember me after one hundred and eighty years, I will come to find you!"

Sang Yue was stunned when she heard this, it turned out that the great monk was such a person, a word of love, I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do, I don't end it, there are thousands of knots in this, who can solve it!

Ding Dong knew that this was really what the master said, but this female benefactor may not know, the master was only locked up for 80 years, 80 years later, Buddhism in the Western Desert flourished, Tianchan Temple expanded sharply, Buddhism became famous, for a time the temple door was bustling, the number of people seeking Buddha was countless, and the master had to go down to help the two brothers take care of things in the temple.

At that time, Cihang Jingzhai, which was originally in decline, was turned the tide by the master at that time, adopted tens of thousands of female disciples, and became famous in the Western Desert, and later the master was exposed by the nuns in the temple to chant the scriptures in the middle of the night in Cihang Jingzhai, and thus got the name of the old monk, Ding Dong never thought that the original name would be more than 80 years earlier.

Ding Dong looked at Youji's tearful and lost expression, couldn't bear to disturb his Yaxing, whispered a word of Amitabha, and walked to the door.