Today we don't know what the palace lord is called.

"What have you found?" Lin Daochang asked casually as he walked.

Fu Yuanzhi replied politely: "In addition to discovering some traces of the secret blood sect's sorcery, the disciple also found some magic circles left by some Taoists. It should be that some Taoists noticed the change here, but because the people raised by the secret blood sect It takes a long time to ferment in the tank, so it has not been discovered, so I judge that Taoists have only discovered it in recent years."

"Human tank, hum."

Mentioning these crooked ways, Uncle Qiongshan seemed to be very contemptuous. The sword pattern on his forehead was bright and dark, and his spiritual power was constantly fluctuating. Fu Yuanzhi was afraid that he would turn the ground up regardless.

The ground under their feet was not peaceful, and their spiritual power fluctuated from time to time. Fu Yuanzhi and Lin Daochang had just walked through an abandoned yard. Suddenly, the scenery was dyed with a layer of bright colors, like an invisible With a paintbrush in his hand, he dyed the scenery, the dilapidated dust receded, the sky instantly transitioned from gloomy to bright stars, and the evening breeze was pleasant——

So Lin Daochang drew his sword in fright, and a chicken on the side of the road jumped up and threw chicken dung on his feet.

Lin Daochang: "..."

"Oh my god, please take it easy. My old woman raises laying hens. They are kept for raw eggs and cannot be slaughtered! If you want to eat chicken soup, I will go to Lao Bai's house and talk about it tomorrow. Let’s have a banquet and kill a fresh one for you to eat!”

The passing aunt picked up the chicken and quickly moved away from the cold sword in Lin Daochang's hand. After thinking for a while, she took out a boiled tea egg from her pocket and threw it over from a distance. The dazed Lin Daochang subconsciously caught it.

—they're back in the time loop.

"What kind of sorcery is this!" Lin Daochang held his sword and held up the tea egg, staring at the sticky chicken dung on his feet, his face flushed with anger.

"Master, don't move!" Fu Yuanzhi hurriedly comforted him, "This is what my disciple said. Some Taoists have left various magic circles to fight against the Mystic Blood Sect, and the most effective ones-I don't know who has kindly put them here Construct a time loop magic circle, and the souls of all the villagers who died in vain are preserved here, like a paradise, used to fight against the sorcery of the Mystic Blood Sect, and protect the souls of these mortals from being polluted, but the disciple feels that the Mystic Blood Sect must be there again What kind of tricks did you do when you came back, so that this magic circle, which should have been closed, began to connect with the real world!"

A certain female ghost hidden in the spirit sword: Why do you feel that although what he said is true, something seems wrong?

However, the time loop has indeed coincided with the real world. Fu Yuanzhi is not lying, because when they first dug out the human jar with Fairy Yanrong, they really did not leave the village 50 years ago in the time loop.

He quietly sent a sound transmission to the ghost cultivator in the sword through the contract: "Miss Ying, what triggered us to travel back and forth between the time loop and reality?"

Bai Ying replied helplessly: "I... sorry, I don't know much about fairy art. This time loop was very safe when it was first established. The secret blood sect you mentioned, those gang of demons, have also come here before and after. A few times, but it was successfully blocked by me, but it slowly lost control over time, and I don't know why, although I am a ghost, sometimes I still feel sleepy and can't help wanting to sleep. Recently It’s also very tiring, and it’s even more difficult to control the time here, which makes you shuttle back and forth unexpectedly.”

Fu Yuanzhi was more helpless than Bai Ying, he explained: "It's not sleepiness, it's because you don't know how to cultivate at all, your cultivation base can't support it, you blindly support this time loop and overdraw the power of your soul, of course you will Feeling weak is the equivalent of being sick from overwork."

As he said, he put his hand on the hilt of his sword, quietly guided a trace of spiritual power in, and engraved an entry-level qi training method on the worst street in Sandao, Shizhou, and gave it to the ghost cultivator inside.

"Immortal head, you will help to let everyone rest in peace, right?" Ghost Xiu asked a little uneasily.

This... Fu Yuanzhi looked at Daozhang Lin's sword. Daozhang Lin gestured at the back of a villager in front of him for a long time before finally putting it away.

"Although they are ghosts, they think they are still alive." Lin Daochang said with a cold face, "If I don't do it, I will think that I am killing mortals."

"Uncle Lin, don't disturb the villagers for now; since our lost people have not been found in reality, they should be in the time loop. Let's find them separately, but disciple, we try not to use spiritual power, because This place is very unstable, and the disciples are afraid that the fluctuation of spiritual power will make us unable to stay on one side stably." Fu Yuanzhi suggested.

Lin Daochang thought for a while. Although the village is a mortal village, it is not very big, but there are hundreds of families, and they don’t line up to build houses in a regular manner. It really took some time to find the riverside woods, so he nodded, agreed with Fu Yuanzhi's proposal, and each chose a direction to continue searching.

After Lin Daochang left, Fu Yuanzhi didn't start looking for anyone. He said to Bai Ying in the sword: "Miss Ying, the one just now is the elder of the Qiongshan Sword Sect. Among us Taoists, the one who cultivates the way of swordsman He hates evil the most, so you can rest assured that he will definitely destroy all the evil things that the Mystic Blood Sect has done here, so now, you should take me to see that magic circle."

Fu Yuanzhi fooled Lin Daochang with half-truths and half-falsehoods. Apart from the things of the Mystic Blood Sect, there is only one magic circle that truly belongs to the Taoist.

"Immortal Elder, don't you want to let that sword cultivator know?"

Regarding the female ghost's question, Fu Yuanzhi was also frank: "Yes."

He thought for a while, and then said: "This is the end of the matter, so I won't hide it from you. The magic circle was set up by my master when he was wandering around in the early years. Because of the right time and place, and abundant spiritual power, the master sent a The heinous Great Demon Venerable is secretly suppressing here. That demon is very good at deceiving people. He has deceived many righteous people. Recently, the master retreated, but suddenly felt that the magic circle he had arranged was fluctuating, so he sent me here Secret investigation, if there is something wrong, so that I can reinforce it in time, just in case it will cause people to die."

The female ghost Bai Ying became nervous, especially when Fu Yuanzhi described the many evil deeds of that Demon Lord——

But to be honest, only the words written by mortal authors have this routine. The devil who can be killed will not be killed, but he will find a place to lock him up, and then let his subordinates rack their brains to rescue him, and then there will be a wave of earth-shattering revenge. ...

Fu Yuanzhi shook his head secretly, thinking that in the forbidden area of ​​the Fu family, all the remnants of demon souls that are suppressed are indestructible, because there are indeed some demon cultivators who have trained their souls to be extremely stubborn, but there will never be a whole demon with a flesh body. The head was locked inside, either chopped into pieces, or the body was stripped off to be nailed with soul-suppressing nails. That half of the Supreme Demon Lord had a lot of soul-suppressing nails nailed on. Fu Yuanzhi had to eat him one by one. Spit, very troublesome.

"So Miss Ying, this matter is of great importance, and the devil has a history of demagoguery, the less people know about it, the safer it will be." Fu Yuanzhi said solemnly, "Girl, although you can't help yourself, you have already become an adult. My sword spirit, I hope that I can work together with the girl, please don't be on guard anymore."

After hearing these words, Bai Ying really believed, and Fu Yuanzhi was very open-minded and kind to her, so Bai Ying replied: "Okay, these devils are harmful to people, if the elders really don't dislike them, Then I am willing to help you!"

The blade of the spirit sword moved slightly and pointed in one direction. Fu Yuanzhi immediately followed the guidance of the sword, and Bai Ying guided him to leave the village and bypass the river beach. There are relatively few houses here, and there are almost no people. It is also relatively turbulent. The three tributaries that enter the village are separated here. There is a relatively high terrain drop, forming a rather turbulent small waterfall.

"It's down there, the aura comes from there."

Fu Yuanzhi put his hand into the water, and as soon as he entered the river, his whole body was shocked——

With the cool breeze in the distant mountains and the ray of sky after the new rain in the empty mountains, there was a faint spiritual power flowing in the water. If he hadn't been extremely sensitive to this spiritual power, he might not have noticed it at all.

The spiritual power of the Lord of Yunmeng flows along the longest river in Yunzechuan, bringing his power from Yunmeng Tiangong, which is endless.

Fu Yuanzhi was stunned in shock—Master Yunmeng—Master, why did he import his spiritual power along this river?The spiritual power is also emitting from the lower part of the waterfall, which is obviously much stronger than the upper part of the water, which shows that Master has indeed arranged a magic circle here in advance.

Although the spiritual power in the water is negligible, its effect can at most reduce the number of colds in the villagers who drink the water, but it is indeed endless, and this long river will traverse the entire Yunzhou. The spiritual power is consumed like running water.

Fu Yuanzhi took a deep breath, squeezed the breath-hold formula, and plunged into the water.

The water is not very deep, but there is only a layer of enchantment. Fu Yuanzhi smiled and recalled a lot of formulas stuffed by the master before he left. Even if he didn't recall, his soul had accepted the master A ray of divine thoughts in him was contaminated with the breath of the master.

And the devil is very good at crooked ways.

The enchantment was easily passed through, and Fu Yuanzhi couldn't help but burst out laughing, Master... how much do you love the water pavilion and the small pavilion?

He thought that the master found a stone cave underwater to set up a barrier, but who knows, the master threw a water pavilion here - almost the same style as the one on Yueqi Peak.

The furnishings in the water pavilion are somewhat similar, a simple but comfortable bed, a table, a bookcase, put some books in the bookcase, if there is another fat rabbit, Fu Yuanzhi will think that he is on Yueqi Peak , and when he turned around, he would see a master smiling at him.

Of course, Master was still on Yueqi Peak, Fu Yuanzhi touched the ground with a little melancholy.

However, suddenly, a golden light lit up in the entire water pavilion, and Fu Yuanzhi's heart skipped a beat. He was very familiar with this kind of powerful and particularly arrogant golden aura, and the little ancestor of Yujing often made moves in front of him—

But Fu Yuanzhi retreated quickly, this is not the spiritual power of Jingzhu Xiaoyu, because although Jingzhu Xiaoyu's spiritual power is arrogant, it does not carry the aura of killing, it is far from such a dignified killing intent and blood that rushes towards the face, Cold and sharp.

He retreated lightly, barely staying in front of the steps of the water pavilion, so as not to pass through the barrier of the master and return to the river to soak.

Fu Yuanzhi was a little annoyed, because hidden in the master's spiritual power, there were traces of another person's hands and feet, and he only cared about the master's breath, so he was careless and didn't notice it.

"Ah, he's still alive!" Bai Ying suddenly said happily, "It's Mr. Yu who was married to me at that time!"

alive?

Live of course!

Fu Yuanzhi's head was getting bigger, and a figure appeared in front of him. Bai Ying thought it was a Taoist, but Fu Yuanzhi could tell that it was certainly not the Taoist deity. Master can entrust his spiritual thoughts in his own primordial spirit.

But the one in front of him is not even an incarnation outside the body, it can only be regarded as an afterimage. The Taoist deity left a little spiritual power, which was blurred into a projection of his power, so he couldn't communicate with him. Just for fighting.

It was precisely because of this that Fu Yuanzhi looked at the afterimage of the white-haired and brocade-clothed Taoist in great distress, and began to miss Yu Jingzhou.

——I don’t know if Yu Jingzhu’s afterimage of power will beat his son so hard when he sees his son?

And he wanted to tell Master Xiaoyu, don't be complacent, your father found you a stepmother.

Then, by the way, why did Master Yujing get involved in this mess?