You are a demon

Fan Meng's feet were deeply embedded in the soil, and his broad and rough palms held the halberd tightly. He used all his strength to force himself to stay still. He looked at the icy Taoist priest from a distance, and felt a burst of emotion in his heart. The small Xiao can compare with tens of thousands of soldiers and horses fighting, no, thousands of soldiers and horses are not even half a point against him.

The water in the pond, which was still motionless just now, began to churn out round and round, but the sound of Xiao stopped abruptly. I saw Xie Ziju standing in the pond with a few steps, his right hand took out a Taoist talisman from his pocket, and he was reciting a spell in his mouth. His forehead tapped and switched gestures that Fan Meng couldn't understand at all.

"Hey, Daoist!"

Before Fan Meng could react, Xie Ziju had already sunk into the pond. There was some unusual aura faintly flowing in the air, but the heat wave was not as strong as before. Holding a long halberd, he approached the pond step by step, and the water was constantly rippling. I can't even see my own reflection clearly.

"I really saw a ghost",

However, as deep as a stagnant pond can be, there was no sign of the two of them coming up for a long time.

Fan Meng looked helpless at the sky that was reddened by the flames, so he could only rub his chin, and then lay on the edge of the pond and stared at the water.

There seems to be something slowly rising at the bottom of the pool...

"I go!"

There was a turbulent vortex in the pond, and at this time, Xie Ziju also flew out in the direction of the vortex, tapped the scattered water droplets with his toes, and leaped again with his strength. He turned over and snapped his fingers with his right hand. Then he lit the torch in his hand and threw it out.

"This......"

Fan Meng had more than what to say.

The Huozhezi was thrown into the corner of the formation, igniting all the connected yellow talismans, and they had already lined up many bottomed water tanks neatly around here.

"General Fan, can you give me a hand?"

"What do you need me to do?"

Xie Ziju suddenly slapped all the water tanks up, hanging in mid-air,

"It is enough to ensure that these cylinders do not fall down."

Fan Meng even suspected that he was hallucinating, so many tanks were filmed at the same time, and they still couldn't let them go down, just the two of them, how could they play?

It's a pity that Xie Ziju didn't give him time to think,

"General Fan, to the rear left!"

Fan Meng turned around reflexively, and kicked the vat that was about to fall into pieces.

"Forehead......"

There is not much time left, Xie Ziju is still holding the silver thread in his hand, although Gu Sheng has not pulled the thread yet, he already faintly feels that something is wrong.

And now the 49 cylinders have fallen in an instant and only 21 are left...

Xie Ziju tried his best to protect the only tank left,

"General Fan!"

Waves suddenly appeared in his indifferent eyes, he couldn't wait any longer.

Fan Meng understood what he meant, and knew the urgency of the situation. Hearing his call, he immediately cheered up, but he didn't know what Xie Ziju wanted these tanks for, even if he was in a hurry, he didn't know what to do.

"Through the cylinder to divert water".

Fan Meng was surprised,

"Through the tank to divert water?"

Xie Ziju picked up the long Xiao and submerged into the water again, and after a while, a giant water column was brought up, and the sound of the Xiao sounded again, and wherever Daoist Fan went, there must be a wave of broken bamboo!

Fan Meng also finally understood what he meant, arranged all the water tanks in an array, turned over and tapped under the tanks a few times to ensure that all the tanks were hanging on a line, Xie Ziju nodded to him when he saw it, and then quickly moved out of the tank with a jet of water. through the middle.

"The cold palace is ahead, is the Taoist priest ready?"

Although Fan Meng spoke with a relaxed tone, he was actually a little bit unable to support the non-stop jacking all the way.

Xie Ziju nodded, put Chang Xiao on his lips, and suddenly excited music accompanied by the burning yellow talisman under his feet, went straight to the place ahead where the flames were shining brightly.

Eunuch Fu stayed with the emperor on the high platform and pavilion, seeing this scene from a distance, he was too shocked to say a complete sentence,

"Emperor, Your Majesty..."

Xianghu raised the corners of his lips slightly, as if everything was under control.

He got up and patted the dragon robe, stretched his muscles briefly, and then jumped off the high platform.

Eunuch Fu shouted loudly from behind, but Xianghu didn't care, he flew forward and kicked Fan Meng away, taking his place himself.

"Sorrowful husband, long night, suffering from heat, three coats, fire coming out of the throat, often thinking about hunger and thirst, one sprinkle of nectar water is like heat to cool down, two sprinkles of dharma realm water, soul god Sheng Daluo, and three sprinkles of compassionate water, moistening everything!"

Xie Ziju frowned slightly when he heard his brother recite the nectar mantra. He knew that the situation was urgent and it was impossible to pray for rain. Why did he...

"Xie Ziju, rest assured!"

Xianghu naturally knew what he was thinking, but now was a critical moment, and he didn't bother to explain so much.

Xie Ziju heard the words and saw that the water column behind him had started to scatter, so he quickly gathered his mind to let it gather again.

"I'm going."

Xie Ziju nodded, Xianghu stepped on the fire talisman and ran towards the last water tank, and suddenly slapped Xie Ziju for the last journey.

When he was about to approach Lenggong, Xianghu shouted,

"Hide form!"

Xie Ziju closed his eyes and recited the formula silently. When he opened his eyes again, a sea of ​​fire was reflected in his light-colored pupils. He drew the Wuwang Sword from his waist, cut a path, then turned over and stepped on the fire talisman to escape in a dangerous way.

21 water tanks fell directly on the floor tiles, and the water column in them also covered the fire scene. The raging fire seemed to be relieved in an instant, but the water source was limited, and the slightest spark could not be extinguished at all.

Seeing this, Xianghu flew straight up to the high platform, and tore off the yellow gauze covering the surroundings with his bare hands. Surprisingly, there was a complete set of rain praying instruments inside.

At this time, all the palace people had been driven away by the imperial guards, Xie Ziju also retreated on the palace wall, he didn't know what it was like to see his senior brother's smooth and flowing manner.

The master has been in seclusion all year round, and his Taoism is almost taught by his brothers. I didn't expect that after a few years, I would still be so useless.

"I don't know if the people inside have been rescued."

Fan Meng limped over rubbing his buttocks.

When Xie Ziju heard the word "save someone", his heart suddenly tightened.

"Hey, Daoist, where are you going?"

Fan Meng didn't call Xie Ziju to stop, but he caught Xianghu's attention.

Xianghu saw Xie Ziju leave in a hurry when he was halfway through, his eyes were no longer warm, and the Sanqing bell in his hand shook even more chaotically.

"why!"

His eyes have always only stayed on himself, but this time why didn't he...

Just after soaking in the pool water, Xie Ziju was drenched all over, but now he felt the cool air from his body, he walked back and forth along the eaves, the cold wind pierced his cheeks, his teeth were clenched unconsciously, and his fists were clenched even more ,

"hateful!"

The silver thread on the wrist slipped off at some point, and Gu Sheng's whereabouts are unknown now.