The atmosphere of Lanruo Temple was warm, Jing Hai smiled, quietly carried a pot of wine, and expressed dissatisfaction while drinking, and bluntly said that next time there is such a good thing, he must not be missing. Jing Hai counted the storage bags of Yin Qiaoqiao and his group, and instructed his disciples: The magic jade should be sent to the Tibetan scripture building, the magic weapon spirit treasure should be sent to the instrument building, the spirit materials and elixir should be sent to the treasure building, and the spirit crystal should be sent in-, he also felt embarrassed, glanced at me who was speechless, and hurriedly laughed with him: "The spirit crystal is up to the Taishang Protector , You kid finally haven't got carried away yet, but, I don't lack spirit crystals, it's you who lack spirit crystals, what kind of fake favors do you do, I don't bother to care about your, I waved my hand, I don't want to mention the matter of spirit crystals, but I care about another thing, "Those are ghost dao exercises, is it appropriate for you to put them in the scripture building?", I was a little strange and said, "Why is it not suitable?, Lanruo Temple has a lot of ghost dao exercises", Jinghai is a little inexplicable, how can Buddha and ghosts be involved? I'm even more inexplicable, Jinghai explained to me clearly, Lanruo Temple is a line of Tibetan Bodhisattva, and has the most dealings with ghosts, and is a bit maverick in Buddhism, no wonder he doesn't have a bit of a high monk's taste.

The days have passed, practice, experience, and making money are the main themes, and occasionally find some fun to eat and drink, Jinghai is very busy, business is starting to get better, Jingxin is also very busy, and most of the transactions with Lanxing Island are in charge of him. Hai Luo's practice, there are also troublesome things, since Jing Xin and Hai Luo muttered for a long time, Hai Luo has been particularly sticky to me, and from time to time compared herself with Yue Linglong, which made me have a great headache, caught Jing Xin and scolded him, I didn't expect that kid to be proud, saying what is the beauty of adults, and saying that fat and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders, are you still a monk?

In the middle of July, Halloween, the wind began to blow around the sail island, I opened the protective formation, the treasure of Lanruo Temple was shining, the chanting sound went straight to the sky, the whole thing should come, from the storage bag of Yin Qiaoqiao and his line, they belonged to a hidden force in the bitter sea: ghost market, Yin Qiaoqiao that ghost look, is actually one of the seven ghost princesses, Jinghai and I didn't mention the matter of hiding, where can we hide?

The illusion of the mirage was broken, and it was the soul that was shaped! The sail island was surrounded by ghosts, zombies, and skeletons, a muddy river spanned the sky above the island, the Yellow Spring Law Realm, the dementor banner was sacrificed in the air, gushing out countless souls, and the ghosts, zombies, and skeletons around were torn together, the ghosts cried wolf, the skeletons were broken, and the zombies were torn apart, especially the main soul was like the figure of a mountain peak, the giant arm was scratching, the horns were colliding, the long tail was swept away, and the blood basin was full of mouths, invincible, and what was even more terrifying was that the body was always crawling with ghosts, zombies, The skeleton, then shook and sucked, and in his mouth, the wound instantly recovered, and the soul that had been refined by the Netherworld Blood Moon Fire was comparable to ordinary ghosts.

The Huangquan River sprinkled a stream of water from the air, poured on the body of the main soul, the main soul screamed again and again and emitted a large white smoke, the figure shrank sharply, the spirit of the dementor flag flew back dimly, and countless ghosts, zombies, and skeletons rushed out of the Huangquan River, submerging the sail island, the formation did not work on ghosts, I was about to fly out of a desperate fight, the golden Buddha at the festival flew into the air, emitted a piece of golden light to cover the sail island, and transformed into a giant Buddha, stoic and immobile like the earth, quiet and dense like a secret treasure, and the Bodhisattva of the earth should be like a body! The statue murmured in its mouth, and the chanting in the temple was even more deafening, like ripples spreading outward, and ghosts, zombies, and skeletons continued to collapse in the golden light and sound waves, unable to rush to the island.

This kind of confrontation can't last long, I guess Lanruo Temple has already exhausted its hole cards, but can it be compared to the soul shaping that is longer than the mana? The ghost temple is a very mysterious force, if it weren't for this festival incident, I haven't heard of it, I don't know how many soul shapers came this time, they must be lured away, even if the soul is angry, they will find a decent object, low-level monks are like ants in their eyes, and they can't look down on them.

I pretended to be deserted and fled, like a meteor across the sky to the distance, the yellow spring in the sky rolled upside down, I pinched the trick, crossed my arms, a huge crocodile scissors cut off the Huangquan River, a muffled sound, the yellow spring was broken in two, and a meteor rushed out of the fracture. There was an angry snort in the sky, it was really the Yellow Spring flooding out of control, a figure looming at the head of the tide, precarious, I kept hitting the small Jiachen talisman behind me, and the giant peak blocked the river for a few breaths and was submerged, this time it was mysterious, it may be the late stage of soul shaping, and the law realm is too terrifying. Fortunately, it's far away from Sail Island, and the old monster's attention is completely attracted to me, and he won't go back again.

Changing direction while escaping, blocked by the Huangquan River to a cut, provoked the ghost behind him to scream again and again, and the depth of my mana was beyond his expectations, an hour later I was still in good spirits, the sky-breaking wings fanned and did not stop, the old ghost finally appeared, an old man with skin and bones, his eyes had green flames flashing, wide black robe and long sleeves, under a stroke, the Huangquan River formed a circle between heaven and earth, the river circulated back and forth, and finally formed a huge whirlpool, all the creatures within the range were inhaled, I could not escape, mixed in countless krakens and was sucked in, this is the disaster of the pond fish。

In the turbid river water, the kraken that was sucked in quickly died and melted, the robe he was wearing did not last for a breath and festered, the red stripes were soaked in the water, and the vitality soon began to drain, the hair was like snow, the skin and flesh were sunken, and the life span was like a loss of decades, the bronze lampstand automatically flew out, the flame on the lamp covered me in, the firelight separated me from the river, the bronze lampstand sank in the water like a yellow spring lamp, not affected by selfishness, I wanted to hide in the sky, think about it or wait and see, in case the day of the eye is corroded, I am really finished.

I don't know how long it took, I felt that the Huangquan River became a drop of water, I was like a small black spot in the water, occasionally there were countless yin souls were inhaled, the water droplets were more cold and turbid, but the light flame was getting brighter and brighter, the yin soul in the water was refined by the nether fire, the silk green smoke was sent into the fire domain, the blood moon was moisturized, and the blood red was a little miserable white, I didn't expect the Huangquan River to be a good place to practice, I was idle and I concentrated on practicing the Lianshan Blood Moon Scythe, the sickle was like the moon and was miserable white, and when the cultivation was shadowless and formless, the power would be unimaginable. Damaged dementor flags are also carefully placed in the water to absorb the living souls and repair them.

It's not a matter to stay in this ghost place all the time, you have to find a way to get out, I guess this is the magic weapon of the Huangquan River, an independent small space, how to break it? The knife can't be chopped, the punch is even worse, how to forget the surging bowl, isn't it water, the water of the origin can be loaded, not to mention the water of the day after tomorrow, the Huangquan River without mana control is really a drop of water, quietly sinking at the bottom of the bowl, surrounded by gray space, what will you encounter after going out? The blistering knife flashed, the spiritual power was transported to the extreme, and he shouted: Blistering explained, a fire dragon slashed, a black crack appeared in the space, and at the same time there was a cracking sound, and the figure flashed towards the black slit, and after appearing, he was vigilant to take a look, a cave house, on the jade table was a cracked bone bottle, the black light was shining, at least it was a spiritual treasure.