The reason why the Valley of Hundred Flowers is purple and red and fragrant blooms is because the evil flower lady got a clover by chance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This grass is a rare fairy product in the world, and it is said that if you get this grass, you can bypass the red line marriage and manage your own love.

The evil flower lady was just a cheating widow back then, why she became a famous banshee in the left path, it was because of the fairy grass, with the function of this grass, she hooked up with the left path demon everywhere and learned a lot of demonic spells.

Boss Guo has been kept in custody for so many days, and he has long been regarded as a treasure by the other party, and some private matters between the head and end of the bed will occasionally reveal a few words.

In the depths of the Valley of Hundred Flowers, there is a spring of spiritual springs, which is also the place where this clover grows.

The two followed the secret route, twisting and turning, and soon came to a dead end, and the little beggar tilted his head to look at each other, expressing puzzlement.

Boss Guo scratched his head, touched the wall randomly, and muttered: "I remember last time she just pressed here, here, and here." ”

Maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe it was really a chance, after pressing several raised rocks in a row, there was a 'click', and the mountain wall was lifted inward, revealing a dark hole.

Climbed hundreds of zhang along the inside, getting tighter and tighter, and there was no place to stay, but immediately after, it suddenly opened up, only to see the white mist flowing, rising three or five zhang, the fog was like snow, spitting beads and spraying light, making people refreshed, light and refreshing.

"Look at it!" The little beggar pointed up, only to see that at the top of the mist flowing, there was a palm-sized comfrey, and three leaves grew on the grass.

"Great! I didn't think the legend was true, the clover really existed, and the dead old man lied to me that there was no such thing in the world, hmph, he expected me to be a sister-in-law for the rest of my life, and finally become a fairy girl. ”

The little beggar's eyes lit up, and without hesitation, he released the flying sword, turned into a golden bird, and pecked at the blade of grass.

"What is the name of your fairy sword, why is it so supernatural?" Boss Guo couldn't help but ask, can simulate the shape, in this world, few flying swords can do it.

"This sword, called the Golden Black Sword, is one of a complete set of eight flying swords, those old things are eccentric, and when its previous master dies, it will be my turn. ”

The golden crow flapped its wings, scattering the golden streamer, and gently sucked it on the clover, and the spiritual spring was no longer suppressed, and it rose three times violently.

Fortunately, the golden crow flame and even the yang thing were stimulated by the spiritual spring, the water and fire were combined, and the golden crow body was half a circle larger, and the speed increased even more.

However, at this moment, in the small holes in the mountain wall on all sides of the spiritual spring, clouds of red smoke suddenly shot out, trapping all directions.

This red smoke is extremely strange, even if it is a real fire of the golden crow, it can't be burned, and it is like mud and silt, accumulating more and more.

"Oh no, we've been banned, it's the Red River Monster!"

This Red River Monster Technique is the first weird and strange method in the Left Path, and it is said that it is weird, because although this method is only cultivated with ordinary Five Elements True Qi, it is a strange method that is refined.

This Red River Smoke is one of them, it seems to be just an ordinary demon smoke, but the five shapes are difficult to restrain it, and only the Magneto-Optical Treasure is its nemesis.

At the beginning, the evil flower girl wanted to learn this method, but it took the boss's kung fu to confuse an unsuccessful heir of the old monster of the Red River, and when the old monster of the Red River was punished by heaven for the whole family, in this world, only she was the only one who was proficient in this method.

In the midst of the crisis, the little beggar did not forget to pull the clover into his hand, but the ground had already been melted away by the strange smoke and sand, and he was not careful, but he actually fell down.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Boss Guo hurriedly grabbed the other party's soft white jade-like wrist, which prevented the other party from being submerged in mud and sand, and the clover was shaken like this, and it actually emitted a petal leaf, fell into Boss Guo's arm, and disappeared.

At the same time, the little beggar and the other party felt a tremor in their hearts at the same time, as if there was some kind of mysterious connection in the depths of their hearts.

However, the little beggar didn't have time to care about this for the time being, and hurriedly shouted: "I don't have a magneto-optical treasure on me, can you learn this kind of skill?"

Boss Guo also knew that he had brought the other party into a dangerous situation, gritted his teeth, and said, "I have a mountain spirit possession, and I can try to attract a trace of geocentric magnetism, let me try." ”

Immediately cast the transformation of the mountain spirit, but the essence in the body was absorbed too much by the banshee evil, and he couldn't summon it for a while, he was also a decisive person, biting the tip of his tongue, slashing his wrist and chest, and the blood of the three essences of the human body suddenly gushed out, and chanted a spell to cast a spell, "Mountain rock cave, mountain peak and mountain wall, mountain rock and mountain pillar, quickly lend me spiritual power!"

After casting the spell with blood, sure enough, the mountain spirit reacted, yellow light seeped out, and the body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye......

The little beggar glanced at the other party in surprise, she was very smart, and reacted instantly, the other party must be proficient in the innate earth escape, if you want to escape, you can escape alone, and the reason why you stay here, and spend a lot of essence, is all for yourself.

Thinking of this, in the little beggar's heart, a certain name gave birth to a warm current, and I don't know if it was the effect of clover, or if it was.

............

After the Buddha statue exploded, in the middle of the Buddha statue, a small bald head of three inches jumped, with a small nose and a small face, wearing a purple robe, a monk's hat on his head, wrapped in a robe, and his face was full of compassion, and he saluted the stunned Cao Mianmian and said: "The donor has a relationship with the Buddha, and my Buddha is grateful for your help." ”

"You—Are you a human or a ghost!"

"My Buddha is a three-inch master, but also the treasure of the temple, but now the incense is not abundant, can only be hidden in the Buddha statue, maintain the spiritual light, but now it is the alternation of day and night, yin and yang are reversed, even the Buddha statue is defiled. ”

"Fortunately, there is a volume of Tibetan Buddhist scriptures in the temple, which has the Buddha's light and righteousness, and was almost victimized by these few oil-stealing rats, fortunately, the donor has a fate with the Buddha and can cast the magic seal of extinguishment, fortunately, my Buddha can get out," the three-inch master shook his head, a posture of a monk.

"Then can you tell me how to find Master?" Cao Mian asked expectantly.

"Uh," the three-inch monk said with a small face, "My Buddha will take you out at most, but if you are looking for someone, now is not a good time." ”

"Why?"

"When the devil is in time, a hundred charms are born. ”

According to the three-inch mage, when the demon is sealed, it is a big strange scene in Guanzhong, especially near Chang'an, every time around the Menglan Po Festival, the ghost qi rises, the yang energy dissipates, and countless ghosts and ghosts will rise sharply.

This is different from the night walk of the hundred ghosts, the night walk of the hundred ghosts is more of a ghost in the underworld coming out to haunt them, and this time of the devil, it is a vision of some mysterious power induced by the evil qi of the ancient battlefield.

"Once you arrive at the time of the demon, a radius of hundreds of miles is not a safe place, the direction is reversed, the yin and yang are reversed, it is a blessing to be able to escape, as for the master you mentioned, if you are really a master, you must be worry-free, we still have to worry about our own lives first," the three-inch mage hurriedly said.

Cao Mianmian also knew that what the other party said was reasonable, so he had to follow the other party's words, first obtain the killing stone, and then get out with the help of the Buddha power in the stone.

This killing stone is the builder of the temple, a relic left after the death of the killing master, this master was originally the northwest of the ringing horse, but also one of the leaders of the seventy-two anti-thieves at the end of the Sui Dynasty, the weight of murder, shocked inside and outside, but I don't know when, I suddenly had an epiphany, washed my hands in the golden basin, took refuge in my Buddha, and in his later years, turned into a rainbow and left.

And this killing stone is the nemesis of all evil demons, as long as they have it, these two can escape.

"According to the last presiding officer of this temple, the place where this killing stone is stored is in the firewood room of the Buddha hall, and there don't seem to be any other monsters except for a little more spiders—"

According to the guidance of the three-inch master's Buddha light, Cao Mianmian turned to the firewood room again in the gloomy wind and rain, but this time she learned a lesson, first opened the window a crack, and secretly looked in, but this look, and the frightened soul was about to fall.

I saw that in the firewood room, there were spiders of all sizes, big spiders wrapped around small spiders, silk threads wrapped in silk threads, and dozens of chrysalis suspended in it, and among them, the size of each spider seemed to be the size of a human head, this is what the other party said, only a little more spiders?