Infinite cycle of the heavens

Wan Hou let out a string of silver-bell-like laughter, pinched his face, and teased, "Little boy, have you ever seen a fairy? My sister is not a fairy."

But a witch.

Of course, she didn't say that.

"Of course I've seen it." Zhang Xiaofan blurted out, then lowered his head shyly, and said with some guilt: "I saw fairies flying by in the sky, you are prettier than them."

"You are so good at pleasing girls at such a young age, and you don't know how many girls you will cheat when you grow up." Hou Hou joked.

"I didn't." Zhang Xiaofan shouted hastily, his face flushed.

"Little brother is so cute, go and play by yourself, remember to admit defeat if you encounter this kind of thing in the future, a man can bend and stretch, and the most important thing is to live." Wan Wan giggled.

"Oh."

Zhang Xiaofan responded, and left with the other children, and went to play elsewhere.

"Amitabha, goodness is goodness. Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. The bodhisattva is kind-hearted, and if she sows good causes, there will be good rewards." A Buddha's chant sounded in the dilapidated grass temple.

"Wu Hou has seen the master. If I knew the master was here, I don't need to do anything extra. With the master here, I don't think that disaster will happen." Wan Hou turned around and said to the old monk in the temple.

"In the dark, cause and effect have long been doomed. This child is predestined with the benefactor, and the benefactor should come to rescue him." The old monk said.

"Let's put it together, I have met the master, but have you not asked the master's dharma name?"

At this time, Qi Fang also walked into the temple and looked at the old monk.

This old monk looks to be seven or eighty years old, with a thin body, wrinkled face, and faint brilliance flowing in his eyes, which are not cloudy and fuzzy like ordinary old people, and there is an inscrutable aura all over his body. Make people dare not take a peek.

He was wearing an old monk's robe, and he was twisting a string of jasper rosary beads in his hand. The jade beads were crystal clear and exuded a faint blue light. Purple, dull round beads, very conspicuous.

When Qi Fang saw this bead, his heart moved, and he secretly said, this should be the famous blood-devouring bead.

"Amitabha, old monk Puzhi, I have seen three benefactors." The old monk said.

"Puzhi...is Master Puzhi one of the 'Four Great Monks' of Tianyin Temple?" Qi Fang said in surprise.

"Amitabha, it's just a false name. But the three benefactors are extraordinary, they are dragons and phoenixes among human beings, the pride of heaven. I don't know where are the three benefactors' fairyland?" Pu Zhi said.

"Master, thank you. We are from Dragon Island in the East China Sea. We were ordered by our master to travel around in order to increase our knowledge. Hearing that Qingyun Mountain has outstanding people and is the leader of the Taoist sect in the world, we came here admiringly." Qi Fang said.

Chapter 2 Cangsong Taoist

late at night.

The weather changed suddenly.

"Boom!"

There was a sound of rolling thunder.

From nowhere, a black cloud floated upside down on the ground like a big bowl, covering the moonlight and starlight above the head, making the already very dark world even darker, so dark that you can't even stretch your fingers out.

"Crack!"

A bolt of lightning tore through the sky, making the whole world as bright as day in an instant.

In Caomiao Village, in the dilapidated Caomiao, the four people who were taking a seat opened their eyes one after another.

The figure of the old monk flashed, and suddenly appeared at the gate of the ruined temple. He looked towards the village to the west, his brows were tightly frowned, and his expression was serious.

A puff of black air appeared in the village at some point, thick as ink, boiling and churning, congealing and not dispersing.

Qi slowed down and got up slowly, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, as if he had penetrated the wall and looked directly at the black mist.He sensed a cold aura in the black mist, and at the same time, there was a faint killing intent.

Suddenly, that black air rolled up, circled up, and went straight to the outside of the village.There was also a child trapped in the black air, it was Lin Jingyu they had seen during the day.

The person who controls the black energy is the first Daoist Cangsong of Longshou Peak of Qingyunmen. This person has profound Taoism and can be ranked among the top five in the whole Qingyunmen.But at this time, he didn't use his Taoist supernatural powers, but deliberately used magic methods to cover up his identity by making black air billow.

When Lin Jingyu was wrapped in the black air and passed over the grass temple, Puzhi suddenly rose from the ground, and quickly fought several moves with Cangsong in the black air, and when Cangsong intentionally released the water, he captured Lin Jingyu. past.

Lin Jingyu was originally the bait caught by Cangsong, to lure Monk Puzhi to take action, and added a poison to the bait, turning him into a deadly poisonous bait.

Qi Fang naturally knew about this, but he didn't remind him aloud, because the old monk also had something he wanted.

"Woooo..."

Taoist Cangsong sacrificed a two-foot-sized poisonous blood banner to fight Puzhi, the bloody light shone, and the ghosts cried endlessly.

The poisonous blood banner is a very powerful magic weapon in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. It has a famous name. This banner needs to be refined with the blood of living people. The method is extremely cruel and evil. The more people sacrificed, the more amazing the power of the poisonous blood banner will be. .

Wan Wan curled her lips in disdain, she looked down on such a magic weapon.

In the magic way, all magic weapons that need to be sacrificed with blood essence or soul are low-level magic weapons. Although the magic weapons refined by this method are not small, they also have big defects. Not only are they easy to be destroyed by other attributes Restraint, it is easier to backfire on yourself.

Therefore, in the magic way, there is no famous heavy treasure refined by this method, because before it became a heavy treasure, the person who made the treasure had already died.

"Buzz!"

Puzhi performed the Buddhist great law, and with the profound Buddhist power, he condensed a golden wheel to resist the poisonous blood banner.

At this moment, a seven-tailed centipede emerged from Lin Jingyu's clothes and bit Puzhi's wrist.

The venom entered the body, and the Buddhist essence in Puzhi's body stagnated immediately, and the golden Buddha wheel was crumbling, and was broken by Cangsong's blow, and suffered heavy injuries.

"Master, are you alright?" Qi Fang stepped forward to support Puzhi, and asked with concern.

"Benefactor, take this child and leave quickly." Pu Zhi handed Lin Jingyu to Qi Fang, and said quickly.He saw that this demon's cultivation was unpredictable and scheming, and he didn't want innocent people to be implicated, so he urged them to leave quickly.

"Master, let me help you."

Qi Fang didn't leave, firstly, he didn't want the plot to develop as before, and secondly, he also wanted to use this to test his own strength.

"Jie Jie Jie... I don't know what to do, I'll take your sacrificial banner first!"

Taoist Cangsong let out a strange laugh, and saw the red light soaring, the sinister wind whistling, and another ghost-faced evil creature rushed out of the blood poison streamer, with a ferocious face, sharp mouth and fangs, and a terrifying expression. With the pungent smell of blood, he rushed towards Qi Fang.

"Tricks of carving insects, break it for me!"

Qi Fang gave a soft drink, destroying the divine power in his body, only to hear a burst of "cracking", his right forearm suddenly swelled a circle, his fist became the size of a sand bowl, and a layer of golden light floated on the surface, which looked like Like a golden stream, it slammed into the ghost face fiercely.

"Bang" sound.

The ghost-faced monster was hit by his fist, and it exploded like a sandbag. Black and red poisonous blood splashed all over the ground, making a "squeaky" sound, corroding the ground with black marks, as if it had been burned by a fire. .

Qi Fang was also shocked by the force and backed up two steps with a "boom dong", followed by swinging his arms repeatedly, sending out two waves of energy to throw away the splashed poisonous blood.

"What a strong blood!" Puzhi said in surprise.