In Yunzhou, thousands of miles away in Yuezhou, the monk who didn't hate was drinking tea in a courtyard of the Su family was suddenly stunned.

"Poof!"

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his whole spirit was in a trance for a moment.

"It's ......"

At this moment, a glimmer of light erupted in his eyes, and he immediately sat cross-legged!

The next moment, the monk who did not hate appeared in his sea of knowledge.

His sea of knowledge is a mountain range.

If you see the nine-card machine, it should be very familiar.

Because this mountain range is the Nine Coffins Sect.

But in the sky where he knew the sea, there were three more suns.

A red sun, a golden sun, a white sun.

This is the sea of consciousness of normal people, and the three souls of the Yin God, the Yuan God, and the Yang God are suspended on it.

And in the sea of consciousness that does not hate monks, that white sun originally unfolded a dense spider web-like soul power, and grabbed his yin god and primordial god.

But at this moment, the white cobwebs on the yang god shrank.

At this moment, although his spirit was traumatized, the whole person was relaxed!

My soul that was affected by the Rakshasa Bird has recovered a lot!

"Ahem!"

The next moment, a naked figure appeared in front of him.

The Rakshasa bird, who has an outstanding white and tender body, is now covered with porcelain-like cracks, and even has blue-black feathers growing on her joints.

"It seems that you have been injured a lot. ”

Although the Rakshasa Bird will tempt herself all the time, she is an ancient powerhouse who is proficient in charm.

The image she appeared in front of herself would never be so embarrassing.

Unless, it's out of her control.

At this moment, the Rakshasa Bird was still a little dazed.

Pinch...... Broken?

I was crushed without any resistance?

That's what exists!

The river of time she summoned ...... Why...... Why is it so profound!

So huge!

"I say, Rakshasa Bird Donor. ”

"Where did you go again?"

Although the Rakshasa Bird is a yang god of her previous life who is psychic, her strength is definitely beyond her imagination.

At this moment, being able to make such a powerful Rakshasa bird panic in front of him, what happened to him, the monk who does not hate is also very curious.

She was an ancient being summoned from the long river of time by herself who was ignorant at the beginning, using the Psychic Technique of Resentment.

Although she is an ancient ghost parasitic in her soul, she can travel to and from heaven through the long river of time, free from the shackles of time and space.

Otherwise...... She wouldn't spread that much of a legacy.

For example, Su Mu got the exercises.

That's what I want to give, but I can only guide it, and to a certain extent, I can ask for it through the Rakshasa Bird. Of course, the Rakshasa bird will give, but it just likes to add ingredients.

Although the monk who does not hate knows it, he does not stop it.

Because it turns out that the feeding of the Rakshasa bird often saves lives at a life-and-death juncture.

Although there will be a price, it is better to die in the past.

Of course, he didn't want Su Mu to have a chance to use it.

When the rakshasa heard the voice, it seemed to come back to its senses a little.

She looked up and didn't hate the monk, and rarely didn't charm him.

"Yuan Zun ......"

"That kid...... There are traces of Yuanzun in the body!"

"Yuanzun?"

The monk who didn't hate was stunned for a moment, and immediately frowned and said, "You mean the eighteen yuan zun of the underworld?"

As a qualified psychic, he naturally knows the affairs of the underworld relatively clearly.

At least these presences of fame, he is well aware.

"That's right. ”

"Which boy?"

I don't hate monks, I know that Rakshasa likes handsome young people.

In fact, the people she gave her the opportunity were all handsome men with a talent for cultivation.

But it's a pity that he's a man and a monk, and he's not interested in that.

The Rakshasa Bird looked up at him and said slowly, "Su Mu." ”

"What!?"

Hearing this name, the monk who didn't hate suddenly frowned and said, "You just went to his body?"

"What do you say?"

He ...... Seriously injured?"

The monk who does not hate knows that the premise for the Rakshasa bird to be able to infiltrate people's consciousness is that a person is seriously injured, his body is declining, and his spirit is low. Only at this time, can she now sneak into it and control her mind.

"Hehe, nonsense. ”

The Rakshasa Bird spoke coldly, and that hand ...... directly crushed part of her origin.

At this moment, she didn't hate the monk's questioning, which made her a little impatient.

Don't hate the monk silently.

The next moment, a demon-slaying pestle suddenly appeared in his hand.

Seeing his change, Rakshasa Bird's eyes trembled, and said, "What are you going to do!"

"Rakshasa Bird Donor, this is the first time that you have not tempted a poor monk. ”

"I know that you are a strong man from ancient times, sleeping in the long river. ”

"Your temptation is a play on ordinary creatures. ”

"I can't guess your own realm, but you have no morality and no bottom line, and you envelop living beings with happy nature. ”

"Now, you're speaking with sarcasm and impatience. So can the poor monk guess ......"

"Now you've lost the calmness you should have?"

"Or is your injury no longer allowing you to do anything other than recover?"

Saying that, he didn't hate the monk's eyes, and the soul power of the sea was surging endlessly.

"Perhaps, the poor monk can submit you. ”

Saying that, the monk who didn't hate didn't hesitate at all, and hit the Rakshasa bird on the head!

"Bastard!"

At this moment, the Rakshasa Bird is about to explode!

It's just that a terrifying existence destroys itself.

How dare this humble mortal do this to himself?

"You're looking for death!"

Boom –

In the sea of knowledge that does not hate monks, there is a boiling soul power.

......

And now, in the distant ghost.

The White Bone Lady slowly withdrew her palm in the golden river.

"The Secret of the Long River?"

"Are those guys starting to wake up?"

The Secret Society of the Long River is a secret meeting composed of some ancient beings who have been sleeping in the long river of time.

Each of these people is a terrifying powerhouse.

At the same time, most of them are ambitious. However, most people have lost all three souls after a long time and the washing of the river, and it is difficult to step out of the long river of time.

"Eighteen Kings Rakshasa Bird?"

"Imitate us and convert the apostles. ”

Shaking her head, the white bone lady waved her hand to disperse the long river of time.

She didn't care about the rakshasa bird.

In fact, the appearance of the Changhe Secret Society was in the Middle Ages, in the era when Dongfang Mushan was most famous.

Even the several times the ghosts besieged and killed Dongfang Mushan, all of which were the information provided by the Changhe Secret Society.

Therefore, the Great Yuanzun and the Changhe Secret Society had a certain cooperation.

After ancient times, the gods and demons were lost, and the remnants of the ancient gods and demons were left in the spiritual world to survive.

And those powerful monks, in the face of calamity and the imminent exhaustion of their lifespan, some choose reincarnation, and some sink into the long river of time.

In the long years of 10,000 years, some strong people awakened and wandered in the long river. Small groups gradually appeared among them.

In the Middle Ages, there was finally a Dingding figure - the White Emperor.

The White Emperor is just a code name, but he is the only one who can freely enter and exit the long river of time.

But he is very low-key, and Bai Gu Niangniang believes that his strength is definitely not worse than Dongfang Mushan, but he is not famous.

It was also this belief that made the White Emperor borrow her 700 million marrow.

As a result, Emperor Bai said that he would take the head of Dongfang Mushan, but he disappeared in the last years of the Middle Ages with Dongfang Mushan.

700 million marrow, that is almost ninety percent of the savings of the original white bone mother.

Through her investigation, she has reason to believe that the White Emperor is likely to have taken her own things...... Ran away.

In this case, how could she have a good impression of Changhe Secret?

Seeing one and killing the other is not just talking.

Don't let the White Emperor get out to pay off the debt, this matter is not over!

Thinking about the past, the white bone lady lay gently on her side on the bed.

"Su Mu ......"

"Oriental Mushan ......"

"Are those guys from the Long River Secret Society also going to wake up?"

"The gods and demons of the spirit world are also returning. ”

"Huh. ”

"Interesting. ”

The delicate and cold face of the white bone lady showed a rare smile.

The entire cold and gorgeous palace seemed to bloom with brilliance in an instant.