Countless bats flew one after another, the dragon whip was like a poisonous snake, suddenly appeared beside him, Mo Xian raised his head and smiled, his body was in a trance, and the dragon whip whistled out of his body, like a phantom.

Bai Yun's whip failed, but why the whip failed, he couldn't think of it, it was obviously there, but it was like a phantom, needless to say Bai Yunji, even Chuan Zexuan couldn't understand it, the bats swarmed up, but they pounced into the air, obviously they were there, but they saw in their eyes, in fact, there was nothing.

At that moment, Mo Xian launched the Yin and Yang Escape, and with their merits, they couldn't figure it out at all, but unfortunately, they couldn't attack others when they were in the midst of Yin and Yang accidents.

In an instant, Mo Xian got out of the state of yin and yang, and this time he appeared next to Bai Yunji, and the purple bamboo cane in his hand was handed out, hitting Bai Yunji.

Bai Yunzhu only felt that he seemed to be falling apart, and he hadn't figured out what was going on, and when his eyes were dark, he didn't know anything.

In Chuan Zexu's eyes, what he saw was that a person appeared next to Bai Yunji, and then hit Bai Yunji's body with a cane, Bai Yunji disintegrated like Ye Zhouqin, in a short period of time, his eldest brother and third brother were beaten to the point by that mysterious person, he felt fear for the first time, and no longer had the courage to mention revenge, screaming, the bat rushed towards Mo Xian again, but his body disappeared like a ghost.

Mo Xian waved his cane casually, and suddenly the white lotus bloomed, Mo Xian's side became a sea of flowers, and as soon as the bat entered the white lotus, it suddenly turned into a light smoke floating in the ghost sound of chirping.

It's too easy, Mo Xianzheng felt strange, and his face changed suddenly, no, Chuan Zexu actually escaped.

He immediately closed his eyes, and his divine sense spread out like water, but he saw that Chuan Zexu's body was like smoke, and he was lying behind a big stone, looking at Mo Xian, his eyes were full of hatred.

Mo Xian's divine sense spread out, and after checking it a few times, he was sure that it was Chuan Zexu, which aroused Mo Xian's interest, Chuan Zexu's deeds were just equivalent to Taoist foundation building, but his ability to hide his form was impossible for the monks of the Taoist Jindan period to discover, and the monks of the Yuan Infant Period could not hide it from him.

Could this be the specialty of ghost cultivation, Mo Xian is sure that he is a ghost cultivator now, and he has to find a way to capture him alive and see if he can figure it out, otherwise if he encounters a ghost cultivator in the future, he will inevitably suffer a big loss if he doesn't understand it.

Thinking of this, he didn't look at the stone, his eyes deliberately looked at the Tongtou Village, his body flew up, and he threw himself into the Tongtou Village, Mo Xian left, Chuan Zexu was obviously relieved, the Tongtou Village can't go back, it seems that it was the people of Zhaozhuang who attracted this person, yes, you can't let go of the people of Zhaozhuang.

Thinking of this, his eyes were full of hatred, he glanced at Tongtou Village hatefully, turned his head, and was about to go to King Zhao, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong around him, and then turned around, his soul flew out of the sky, Mo Xian did not leave at all, he was standing behind him, holding a ribbon and a thing in his hand.

He shouted, just wanted to launch the Yin Ghost Escape, it was too late, Mo Xian had already sacrificed the ribbon-like thing, this ribbon is the same thing, it is the gourd vine refining, usually tied around the waist, tied to the gourd, itself is a strange treasure, a shot full of Qingxia.

How could Chuan Zexu escape this catastrophe, he was tied up sturdily all of a sudden, Mo Xian walked over, drew a few talismans on his front and back and on the top of his head, completely calmed his spirit, and then collected the gourd vine and began to interrogate him.

There was anger in his eyes, but he didn't speak, Mo Xian shook his head, put his hand on the top of his head, and his thoughts adjusted, and the two fluctuated in unison, launching the Soul Searching Dafa.

It turned out that the three of them were originally robbers in the mountains, and later killed a Taoist who was injured and died, and got a Qiankun bag, by chance, there were actually three books in it, one was martial arts, one was ghost cultivation, and one was the imperial treasure, these three books Mo Xian estimated that the Taoist inadvertently obtained, and they were not clever.

If the three of them have obtained the treasure, one of them has chosen the same. Soon after their practice, in the secret place in this mountain, they actually found a cave with white bones, and after they were buried, they obtained the elixir, as well as two magic weapons, one is the poisonous dragon dart, the other is the dragon whip, and another secret book of ghost cultivation.

The three of them each took what they needed, and built Tongtou Village here, the cave house was at the foot of their house, since then, Tongtou Village has become famous, and has annexed the surrounding two bandits, and even the government has no way to take them.

The three of them are not considered cultivators, and they feel that it is very good to occupy the mountain as king, and they don't have the heart to go out to seek the Tao, but they have made friends with a few cultivators, and when they see the cruelty of cultivators, they simply claim to be the king here.

Mo Xian shook his head, people are different, the three of them have a great opportunity, but they occupy the mountain here as the king, and they are powerful, and finally Mo Xian came here and wiped out the three of them.

Under Mo Xian's fingers, he sent Chuan Zexu into the underworld, he was a little interested in that cave, and immediately put away the dragon whip, turned into a gust of wind, and entered Tongtou Village.

Although Mo Xian fought with the three leaders, because it was at night and at the foot of the mountain, it did not arouse the alarm of the people in the village, and the people in the village did not know that their leader had died.

Mo Xian entered the stockade, except for a few people who patrolled at night, he did not see anyone else, for these little minions, Mo Xian did not look at them, of course, they did not know that Mo Xian entered the stockade, when Mo Xian passed by them, they only felt a gust of wind, and there was no other phenomenon.

Mo Xian entered the cave according to the memory of Chuan Zexu, as soon as he entered the cave, he knew that this was a loose cave, because the cave was too simple, but there were three futons in the cave, and there were four books on the stone table, Mo Xian glanced at them, and put them away.

After turning around in the cave mansion a few times, Mo Xian always felt that something was wrong, something was wrong, it was clear that there was nothing in the cave mansion, how could there be such a feeling.

He thought about it, stood in the center, not to meet but to see, and gradually captured a vague fluctuation, he was in a trance, saw a thin old man, saw Mo Xian, and arched his hand: "Hello Taoist friends, I am Fang Yinzhi, I have been practicing for two hundred and thirteen years, time is like water, I recall my youth, I have a lot of emotion, unfortunately I was seriously injured, and before I died, I specially left my thoughts and inheritance, hoping that Taoist friends can inherit my inheritance." ”

This Taoist talked to himself, Mo Xian knew that it was just a trace of residual thoughts, and there was no autonomy at all, sure enough, after he finished speaking, he walked to the corner, floated up, knocked on the corner of the wall, and knocked on the other corners, Mo Xian saw that his technique and percussion were not the same, and a crack was opened above the stone wall. (To be continued.) )