The black-robed female cultivator laughed sharply, dragged back the silver needle, and turned into black smoke, sometimes east and sometimes west, sometimes up and sometimes down, her figure was erratic. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the silver needle in her hand, one needle pierced out, like a puppet, but in a few breaths, it stabbed the female monkey dozens of times. The needles pierced the bones, and the painful female monkey screamed again and again.

The little monkey who escaped more than ten feet heard the scream of the mother monkey and stopped. It looked back at the female monkey, and after hesitating for a moment, it jumped back without hesitation, and pounced on the nun with its teeth and claws.

The nun seemed to have had enough of playing with the female monkey, and a needle pierced the skin and flesh of the female monkey, tied the female monkey with a thin thread, and while opening her claws, her arms suddenly lengthened, and suddenly choked the neck of the little monkey.

Seeing that one big and one small monkey could not be spared, at this time, a white light flashed, and the female nun's arm was broken in response to the light. The claws on the little monkey's neck also turned into black smoke again.

As soon as the little monkey landed on the ground, he exerted his lower limbs and wanted to pounce on the nun again.

Then, a white silk slashed in front of itself, blocking its path.

The little monkey looked at it and saw that there were two more people in front of him.

The two men were wearing long white dresses with white light veils covering their faces, revealing only a pair of large watery eyes. The second daughter has a graceful figure, concave and convex, her every move is full of mature charm, and there are all kinds of accessories hanging on her head, which is quite chic, and she is from a famous family at a glance.

The black-clothed nun glanced at the two women viciously, turned into black smoke and fled into the distance.

The woman on the left stretched out her jade hand, and a thin line shot out from the clear white palm, and it disappeared into the black smoke in an instant.

A scream came from the black smoke: "Who are you? We have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in the near future, so why don't you want to let me go!"

The woman on the right raised her hands and slid her wide sleeves to her shoulders, revealing a verdant white jade. Ten fingers are slender, the empty treasure light flashes, and in an instant, there is a jade bottle with a beautiful style.

"Demon, you have killed countless people on weekdays, but if my sister is gone, since you have seen it, how can you continue to let you do evil?" and then read it, and a white light radiated from the jade bottle, and the black-clothed nun was ingested into the bottle.

The little monkey jumped up to the mother monkey and touched the silk thread with her forelimbs, but when she touched it, the mother monkey couldn't help but scream.

At this time, a middle-aged man in Confucian clothes with a face like a crown of jade walked over and said softly: "Little monkey, this can't be done, look at me." The middle-aged man put his hand on the female monkey, and a white light flashed, and the silk thread automatically withdrew from the female monkey's body and reached the man's palm.

"Little monkey, I know that you are psychic, although your supernatural powers have not yet been opened, and you can't speak, but you can still understand what you hear. ”

The baby monkey burrowed into the arms of the mother, who doted on her.

"Do you want to learn from me, you can protect your mother if you learn it?"

The little monkey's little head keeps ticking like a chicken pecking rice.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "Then you can go with me, someone will come soon, let's leave." ”

A white auspicious light flashed, and the two monkeys, a man and two women all disappeared.

A moment later, a thunderbolt flashed nearby, and Mo Ang appeared in the place where they disappeared, he sniffed the surrounding breath, looked at the traces of the surrounding fighting methods, and said, "It seems that there are still bystanders in this fighting method, but I don't know who it is?"

In the blink of an eye, he returned to the town again, and at this time the town was full of sorrows, and almost every household had the sound of crying. It turned out that after eliminating the banshee, Mo Ang and Ling Yue set out to rescue the trapped people of the town, but the people who had been possessed before had already died, and even the corpses of more than 100 people turned to ashes in the fighting.

After this catastrophe, nearly 300 of the more than 1,000 people from more than 200 households in the town died, and these people were mainly strong laborers.

Knowing that this was the time to conquer people's hearts, Prince Moang urged the water mana to form a statue of an ice dragon in the square of the town. said loudly: "Although Ao eliminated the demons, he was powerless to save the lives of these many people, and he was really ashamed in his heart. I used my mana to shape a dragon ice sculpture, and with this ice sculpture for a day, the town can enjoy a day of peace and harvest a year of wind and rain. ”

At this time, the old mayor came over, knelt in front of Moang, and begged: "The dragon god is above, please all the people of the old town kneel down and worship the great grace of the dragon god." ”

"Mayor of the town, please get up, Hanyang City was originally the guardian of my dragon clan, and my dragon clan failed to fulfill the responsibility of guarding, so that the people suffered such a tribulation, Mo Ang is really ashamed in his heart. ”

"The people of the whole town are grateful to the dragon god, and the dragon god does not need to be ashamed. It's just that this ice melts when it is hot, I wonder how long this ice sculpture can protect the town?"

"Mayor and folks, don't worry. This ice sculpture is not like the ice and snow of winter, but is transformed by immortal power. The mayor only needs to build a temple where the ice sculpture is located, so that it is protected from the wind and sun, and the incense is offered day and night. It would be even better if another layer of magic could be molded on the surface of this ice sculpture, which would ensure that the town would not fade for thousands of years. ”

"That's great!"

The mayor led the people of the town to kowtow, but when they raised their heads after three kowtows, Moang was gone.

Fifty miles away, in a dilapidated Dragon King Temple, Mo Ang held a broom in his hand and swept away the dust accumulated in the temple for decades, as well as cobwebs and other objects.

There are three rooms in this dragon king temple, and the dust can be seen that the roof beams and wall tiles of the temple are of high quality, which shows the effort and financial resources spent by the people when the temple was built.

Ling Yue on the side was trying to refine the Wushan Seal in the depths of the Soul Sea.

This time to kill the female monster, a total of four treasures, one is Zhang Tianshi's black skull earth line treasure, one is the powerful Wushan seal, the other is the female monster over the millennium and refining the natal demon bead, the demon bead has the female monster's vitality is greatly injured, and the other is the broken god sand. The demon bead cannot directly urge the enemy, but it can be used to refine elixir and magic weapons.

The first two pieces belonged to Ling Yue, and the demon bead was accepted by Mo Ang. As for the broken god sand, it was refined with the revenant soul as an introduction, even if the two wanted to refine it again, they had to find a suitable revenant. Mo Ang said that this broken god sand was an ominous thing, and he wanted to destroy it, but Ling Yue felt a pity and put it away himself.

It seemed that Ling Yue had taken advantage of three pieces, but Moang did not suffer.

It was only because this Wushan Seal was different from the Tuxing Escape Treasure Black Skull that he had obtained before, that it was extremely repulsive to Ling Yue's soul power. Mo Ang said that it was because the owner of the Osan Seal was still there, and the Osan Seal was the magic weapon of the master's destiny, and it could not be used at all without years of refining. As for the Broken Divine Sand, it needs to be cultivated with the soul of the dead, and it is estimated that it is even more difficult to use it, that is, Ling Yue has just entered the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and he really doesn't have much in his hand, so he will keep it like a treasure.

It took years to succeed, and Ling Yue didn't fight at this time, he watched Mo Ang clean the temple, and asked puzzledly: "Brother Mo Ang, you have mana in your body, the wind blows and washes, and you can clean this temple in a moment, why do you have to use a broom to clean it little by little?"

"Along the way, I have cleaned more than 30 Dragon King Temples, all of which have been swept over with a broom. I can do it with my mana, but the ancestors were too rude and not pious enough to believe in the people. It is often said that the people should be devout in their belief in the gods, and they should continue to worship the gods and burn incense before they can be blessed by the gods. As everyone knows, God must also respond piously to the call of the people, so as to maintain the longevity of the faith. What we lost because of arrogance and blindness before, then start with me, start from this broom and broom, and save it again. ”

Ling Yue didn't realize the beauty of faith and incense, but he knew that faith and incense were the foundation of the existence of Heavenly Court, Teaching, and Mani. I can't realize it, but my realm is not enough.

He couldn't have watched Moang clean alone, so he turned into a ball of wind, rolled up a broom, and swept it up one broom at a time.

When Moang saw it, he said solemnly, "Thank you!"

Ling Yue could feel the gratitude and recognition behind the second son, but he was really not used to his friends being so polite to him, so he said: "Brother Moang, we are good friends with the same smell, don't say thank you at every turn in the future, it seems too angry." ”

Mo Ang laughed: "Since Brother Ling said so, then I will not be polite in the future." ”

In fact, the two cherish each other, and the smell is not enough.

The cleaning of a broom and a broom is very boring and slow, in order to pass this time, Ling Yue did have a lot of questions in his heart, and then asked: "Brother Moang, when I was fighting with that banshee, that banshee once mentioned the word fairy road, this fairy road sounds like a realm, what is going on?"

Mo Ang sighed lightly and said, "You are already a cultivator in the early stage of the Immortal Dao, if you are in the sky, you can call yourself a Taiyi Immortal, but you don't know what the Immortal Dao is all about? ”

"Am I a cultivator in the early stage of the Immortal Dao?or a Taiyi Immortal?" At this moment, Ling Yue felt like an idiot, after cultivating for so long, he couldn't tell what kind of realm he had reached, and he had to be told by others.

Mo Ang smiled, distracted and dual-purpose, while carefully cleaning, he explained to Ling Yue the realm of the human world.

"There are people in the Six Realms, there are demons, beasts, ghosts, demons, gods, immortals and Buddhas. The division of realms has never been uniform, but there is still a boundary in general. When life is a door, the fairy road is noble, and the ghost road is noble; the fairy road is often auspicious, and the ghost road is often murderous; the high and clear spirit is beautiful, and the sad song is in the space; I only wish that the heavens will be successful, and I do not want humanity to be poor. According to this immortal Tao Sutra, there is a basic realm division, which is humane, immortal, and heavenly. ”

"What is the meaning of this humanity? Could it be that those demons and monsters can only be counted as humanity after cultivating into human bodies?"

"Of course not, humanity is only relative to people, all the junior cultivators in the world, who have not survived the immortal tribulation, whether they are human beings and ghosts, can be classified as human. Of course, those who cultivate ghosts call themselves ghosts, those who cultivate demons call themselves demons, and those who practice demons call themselves holy paths, but in fact they are demons. ”