It is said that after Wu Jiutian separated from Zhihai and Mo and Xue, they each had their own selfish intentions, and they did not manage to enter the sealed cave.

After the two discussed, they decided to explore the underground palace together, and when they entered, they realized that the underground palace was huge, extending all the way down, and I don't know how many floors there were.

After wandering for a long time, Wu Jiutian found a small road, went in to see, and was faced with a huge screen, carved of stone, like nature, and the mountains and lakes above were all like the real thing. Turning the stone screen, I saw a stone room again, and the four walls were carved with thousands of palace maids, lifelike. Looking overhead, there are thirteen fairy-like beauties painted with colorful ribbons, dancing. There is a big bell in the stone room, which is full of holes, and there are wicks in the holes, burning red flames, illuminating the interior brightly, as bright as day.

The two of them didn't find the exit for a long time, Wu Jiutian saw that there was a copper hammer lying not far from the big bell, he didn't ask Zhihai, picked up the copper hammer on the ground, and struck the big bell.

'Boom!'

Zhihai was startled by the sudden ringing of the bell, and turned his head to see Wu Jiutian standing next to the bell with a copper hammer, and was just about to ask him to act without permission, but before he could speak, he heard someone singing a song above his head, and the song was graceful.

At this time, Wu Jiutian was listening carefully, and suddenly there was another lion's roar, and he suddenly woke up.

Following the prestige, it turned out to be Zhihai's doing.

However, he said that although the monk Zhihai studied under the obscene monk Fatong, he was also upright, and he was not used to his teacher's actions, so he did not learn the Dharma of Bliss with the Fatong, and specialized in an orthodox Buddhism called the 'Prajna Heart Sutra'.

On weekdays, he does not touch the color of wine, sincerely worships the Buddha, and the six senses of Buddhism are almost full of merit, and he is about to grope for the threshold of 'the end of the knowledge', and he is one step closer to the Arhat fruit position. Even if the magic in the secret room is powerful, for Zhihai, who has opened his six senses, there is really something that is not enough to see.

However, Wu Jiutian is a righteous demon cultivator, and he is not afraid of women, and he often enjoys the Heavenly Demon Dance with fox friends and dog friends, and has no resistance to this kind of maze that specializes in people's seven emotions and six desires.

Zhihai saw that Wu Jiutian's eyes were empty, and knew that he was a sign that he was trapped, so he used the Buddha's lion roar to wake him up.

After Wu Jiutian woke up, he knew what was going on at a moment's notice, and hurriedly exercised his magic skills to make Zhenqi guard his heart and not let the demons be confused.

Unexpectedly, the thirteen dancing girls on the roof suddenly came true, jumped out of the stone wall one by one, took off the light veil, exposed their bodies, and danced in the air, dancing gracefully, making people unbearable not to look at it.

Monk Zhihai was extraordinary, and found that Wu Jiutian could not extricate himself, and he bit his copper teeth, and was trying to escape from danger alone, but when he looked back, he found that the way he came had disappeared, and his heart was also on his own, so he had to sit down cross-legged on the spot, close his eyes and chant Buddhist scriptures, so as not to indulge in demon law.

Just when Wu Jiutian and Zhihai were lost, Mo Chou and Xue Mei happened to come outside the wall of the underground palace.

In front of the two, the palace building is indescribably majestic, and there are more than a dozen rows of jade pillars standing on the road through the front door alone, not to mention the glazed tile wall that does not see the edge.

Mo Chou thought about it, took a step forward, hugged his fists and bowed: "Disciple Mo Chou, the junior of the last school, I came here today because the life of the teacher is difficult to disobey, and it is really helpless to disturb the place where the Holy Spirit of the sage is buried." There are spirits in the immortals, such as the heart of the disciple, praying for the way of life, allowing me and my sister to pass, I am grateful. Every plant and tree here belongs to the Holy Spirit, and there will be no sin. ”

After Mo Chou finished praying, he was thinking about how to get in, but after listening to a few sneers, the palace in front of him was actually open.

The two glanced at each other, hesitated slightly, pretended to be bold to each other, walked into the palace wall, stepped over the door, the first thing that caught their eyes was a garden, covering a wide area, the garden was full of flowers, strange flowers and plants were immortal species, colorful and fragrant, fragrant everywhere.

The two of them looked around, it was not that they had not seen the world, but the scenery in the garden was only seen in their lives, and the pearl floor and green tiles inside, the jade bamboo and golden garden, all of which were extremely beautiful works of art. The courtyard was empty, quiet and lonely, not the slightest bit of life, but like a colorful cemetery. The fog lurks overhead, and there is no top in sight, and a white stone paved path winds its way to a palatial palace opposite.

Xue Mei has seen extraordinary, but she has never seen such a magnificent and magical garden, three steps away, there is a strange flower, like a lotus not a chrysanthemum, the size of a fist, exuding a strange fragrance, and is about to come forward to pick.

Mo Chou's eyes were quick, and he grabbed it, lest she cause a big disaster, and said in a fierce voice: "Don't make a mistake! The underground palace is weird, the Beidou God Monarch is still dead here, how can we be reckless." Everything here is weird, so I don't think it's better not to touch it. ”

Xue Mei also knew what was at stake, so she hurriedly nodded yes, and then followed behind Mo Chou, along the stone path, all the way to the opposite palace.

But the palace was not far away, but the two of them walked for half an hour of incense, and then looked at the palace, it was already out of reach, as if they were going farther and farther.

Mo Chou stopped, turned around and asked Xue Mei, "Senior sister, are we falling into some maze or illusion again?"

Xue Mei looked around, her brows tightened slightly, and she said suspiciously: "I didn't see the formation base around, it wasn't like a maze; Senior brother, have you ever heard of a 'mirage'?"

Mo Chou replied: "I have heard a little, it is said that there is a dragon in ancient times, called 'Mirage Dragon', the snake and the chick were born at the end of the first month, and the breath exhaled turned into a dream bubble, and set up a projection in the distance. Didn't my junior sister say that the palace in front of us is just a phantom?"

Xue Mei responded: "Yes, the fog above the head, ten times is stinging, let's keep going like this, I'm afraid we will go farther and farther, and we will never be able to get out of the underground palace." In my opinion, the gravel path under our feet is just to confuse you and me. Where is the tomb of a saint buried in this underground palace? It is clearly a demon tomb where the bones of the demon king are buried!" After that, the sleeves were raised, the red sleeve knife was taken, and he jumped into the flowers and chopped it indiscriminately, and for a while, the petals were scattered, and the sky was full of fallen leaves.

A strange wind blew for no reason, and in an instant, the yellow sand was great, and the fallen leaves and flying flowers turned into gravel, rolled up with the wind, condensed in mid-air, and turned into a large flock of vultures, and after whispering in unison, they swooped down towards the two.

Xue Mei shouted: "Senior brother, they can't be soft, they're going to be strong!"

Mo Chou shouted: "Looking for death!" Then he took off the red luan sword box behind his back, raised his sword fingers, and flew out of ten thousand red lights. But those vultures were not flesh and blood, and they were not afraid of the sharpness of the Red Luan Sword, and Huang Sha just paused in the void, and then returned to the appearance of vultures, and pounced on the two of them again.

Mo Chou saw that he couldn't do anything, so he pulled Xue Mei in his busy schedule, and ran in one direction.

Both of them were not weak, but at some point they turned into a desert under their feet, and their movements were restricted, and those vultures were stubbornly entangled, and they were more or less injured after running for a while.

Xue Mei didn't check, she was attacked by a vulture from behind, tearing a big hole, and blood gushed like a spring when she landed.

Mo Chou saw that she was hit hard and couldn't run anymore, so he hurriedly released the Hongluan Sword and spread it into a sword net, which was able to keep the birds out for the time being, but the Hongluan Sword was first obtained, and it was not refined, and it was hard to support it here, and it was not a long-lasting solution.

Mo Chou was about to step forward to help Xue Mei, but was pushed away, only to hear her say: "Senior brother, you don't care about me, run for your life alone! Senior sister is injured and can't run far, it's better to stay behind." After the senior brother went out, he told the teacher for me that the apprentice could not fulfill his filial piety, and if the senior brother remembered the good of the junior sister, don't forget to sweep the grave for me every Qingming in the future. ”

Mo Chou was willing to abandon her, and wanted to forcibly take her away, but who expected Xue Mei to hold a knife on her neck, her red sleeve knife was already sharp, and the tender flesh on her neck could be blown and broken, and the blade was just a touch, and there were blood marks. Xue Mei didn't care about her injury, and threatened: "Senior brother doesn't leave, junior sister can only die in front of you now!"

Mo Chou heard this, he didn't dare to go any further, thought about it, saw her eyes resolute, sighed, and said helplessly: "Senior sister can't! Since that's the case, then senior sister, you can stay and wait for me, senior brother will definitely come back to find you if he finds a way out!" The silver bell grew when it saw the wind, and turned into a big bell to protect Xue Mei.

Mo Chou gritted his teeth, put away the sword net, and roared at the group of eagles hovering in mid-air: "Flat-haired beast, if there is a kind, come and catch me!"

Seeing that Mo Chou had fled, the group of vultures left a few to continue attacking the bell, and the rest chased after them.

Mo Chou ran while releasing the red luan sword net to block the vultures that were about to catch up, but the red luan sword had not been practiced since he got it, and it couldn't be supported for too long by its own mana, and after it was sent out more than a dozen times, the red light dimmed a lot, and after the red rope flew out of the sword box, it was no longer as overwhelming as it was at the beginning, and only a small strand remained, barely enough for his self-defense.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, Mo Chou kept running forward, but the underground palace was boundless, no matter how he ran, there would never be an end. Seeing that it was about to be unable to support it, the Hongluan Sword could no longer be sent out at the moment, obviously because its own spiritual energy was exhausted. The vultures hovering in mid-air, seeing that victory was at hand, let out a joyful chirp in unison, waiting for Mo Chou to die of exhaustion in order to enjoy the feast.

But when Mo Chou was about to despair, he suddenly heard a sound of breaking the air in front of him, swishing, arrow feathers flying, and the group of vultures in the air that he couldn't help fell in response, Mo Chou looked back and saw that they were all killed by arrow feathers through the skull and neck, and he was secretly saying strange in his heart. Listening to the sound of horses' hooves in front of him, he looked sideways, and saw a woman riding a black horse, dressed in animal skins, holding a longbow, looking down at him with a resolute face.

When Mo Chou saw the comer, he said excitedly: "Senior Sister Xue, how could it be you!?"

After hearing this, Xue Mei said strangely: "What? You know me, but why don't I have any impression of you?"

Mo Chou was just about to explain, when he heard the sound of horses' hooves, and in a blink of an eye, two more knights came, he looked at it, and said in his heart: "Why are Wu Jiutian and Zhihai also there?"

Just when Mo Chou was puzzled, Wu Jiutian had already come to Xue Mei, rode his horse to stop, glanced at Mo Chou, and said to Xue Mei: "According to the rules, this person is my slave who I saved, you can't rob it." ”

Xue Mei thought of Wu Jiutian as a person, and her eyes flashed unbearable, so she said: "It's really funny, this person was obviously saved by me, and it should have belonged to me, why did you rob it? Second brother, you come to judge the reasoning." ”

When Zhihai heard this, he just closed his eyes and smiled, not saying a word, obviously not wanting to participate in the argument between the two.

Wu Jiutian didn't want to argue with her, so he didn't say a word, he turned over and jumped under the horse, and he was about to grab Mo Chou's shoulder, looking at the posture, he wanted to grab it.

Even if Mo Chou is exhausted at this time, he can't let anyone handle it, he hears that the wind is coming, he rises up and fights bravely, and with a bang, the colorful sword is out of the sheath, flashing with cold light, and slashing towards the wrist of the comer.

Mo Chou doesn't have much Zhen Qi left, this sword only has one or two points of power in the past, Wu Jiutian's cultivation is not bad, and he can avoid it.

Fang Cai's sword scared Wu Jiutian into a cold sweat, if he hadn't dodged quickly, I am afraid that he would have become a cripple.

The more Wu Jiutian thought about it, the more angry he became, he grabbed the belt on his body, and pulled out a soft thin sword, his arm shook, and the thin sword buzzed, shining on Mo Chou's eyebrows.