Zhan Ranming is sincere

"Nawuju Lubazhela Saduoye... Nanwujulubazhela Saduoye..."

A majestic and distant Sanskrit sound seemed to come from outside the sky, lingering like a sea tide, washing their souls, penetrating their blood, penetrating their bone marrow, and the sound reached the heavens, surpassing the sounds of the world.

Fan Boy looked behind him with joy, and Mo Mingwu and the others followed his gaze to look not far away: a monk who made the Vajra slow seal with his left hand and threw the Vajra Demon Pestle with his right came from the air. This monk was tall and tall. Brave, bare-chested with hard-bang muscles!

Everyone shouted in surprise: "Master of Illusion!"

Monk Xuxu recited the Vajra Bodhisattva mantra over and over again, the Sanskrit sound lingered, and the golden light shone behind him. A statue crowned with five Buddhas, leaning on the moon wheel, sitting on a white lotus flower, holding the Prajna Paramita bell in the left hand, pressing the cross-up, and the right hand The Vajra Bodhisattva who holds the vajra of five wisdoms resting on his heart!When he took one step closer to the chisel teeth, the power of the chisel teeth was weakened by a layer, and the heat wave slowly began to dissipate. bull.

After the monk Xuxu tried his best to restrain the chisel teeth, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Mo Mingwu and the others: "The poor monk found a survivor of the Qingcheng sect in the ruins. Both the doorman and the door master were caught by Yan Jidao and Chu Suyi and taken to the bottom of the well, and their life and death are currently unknown."

Mo Ming Wu Fan's boy's expression turned cold: "Oops!"

He Lanjing approached and said: "Let's go to rescue the hostages. With the vicious methods of the Yinqiu faction, the lives of righteous people may be hanging by a thread!"

Master Nie also agreed: "There is this big monster ambushing us at the entrance alone, and there should be even more dangers inside!"

Fan boy: "Fortunately, no matter how powerful they are, they only attract monsters that haven't fully evolved. This chisel tooth is not invincible. The same is true for the previous girl, but it takes a little more effort. But Zhuang Zhu is right. , if we go in a little slower, the people inside will be more dangerous."

Monk Xuxu: "You guys go quickly! The poor monk guards the entrance here!"

Mo Mingwu saw that there were bloody holes on Monk Xuxu's body, but his breathing was steady and his internal strength remained undiminished. He nodded heavily, and jumped down in a flash.Fan Tongzi, He Lanjing, and Nie Shengxie jumped down right after him. Even though Chisel Tooth's more violent and unwilling roars could be heard in their ears, Monk Xuxu's restraint on Chisel Chisel was obviously beginning to loosen, and a crisis emerged, they still I chose to hand over the back to him and move forward without hesitation.

The four of them landed steadily at the bottom of the well. The temperature at the bottom of the dry well was very high, and the heat waves flowing in front of them undulated like ripples, almost burning people's eyes.

Mo Mingwu held the wind escape talisman, and stretched out his hand: "The wind is coming!"

A gust of whirlwind blew in from the sky above their heads, sweeping and swirling around the four of them, bringing a trace of coolness.

Mo Ming rushed forward without raising his foot: "Go!"

Nie Shengxie checked He Lanjing and saw that his reddened skin had eased a little, so he relaxed and took his hand to follow boy Mo Mingwufan.

After walking through the long passage and stepping over some piled up bones, they realized that they had entered the underground palace of Zhuanxu's tomb.

Zhuanxu's tomb is no different from ordinary ancient tombs. There is no hanging gate at the entrance, no hanging soul ladder, and there are no traps such as falling rocks, dark crossbows, and quicksand in the tomb passage.

Going straight along the passage to the end, you will be surrounded by a rammed earth wall about ten feet high, and you can't even see a door in the front.

Fan Tongzi beat the rammed earth wall with his fist: "Wow! It's so thick! There must be stones behind it. How can this be done? Isn't the main entrance here?"

He Lanjing drank a few sips of water, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, then calmly took out a mirror with the pattern of Tai Chi Yin Yang fish from his arms and looked at the wall, and saw a pair of Tai Chi Yin Yang fish swimming in the water reflected on the wall Going, chasing head and tail and having fun.

He Lanjing coughed dryly: "Cough, stop playing, get to work!"

The pair of Tai Chi yin and yang fish immediately swam separately on the wall, swam away into the darkness where they couldn't see the two ends, and came back in less than a stick of incense.The two fish heads met for a while to communicate, and then settled into a Tai Chi pattern and remained motionless.

He Lanjing lifted the mirror and retracted it, and the pair of Taiji yin and yang fish returned to the mirror.

He Lanjing: "Go north 150 steps."

Fan boy: "Huh?"

A few of them followed He Lanjing and walked northward in a daze. After walking 150 steps, a row of high stone steps suddenly appeared at their feet.

He Lanjing nodded to Mo Mingwu, and Mo Mingwu stepped up the stone steps and raised his arms to push the rammed earth wall, the wall trembled like water waves, and soon everyone saw a large vermilion stone gate slowly was slowly pushed away.

Fan Tongzi's peach blossom eyes stared straight: "Uncle is amazing! What kind of magic weapon is this?"

Seeing his greedy eyes, He Lanjing couldn't help but smile and frown: "This is Fuxi's water mirror, which gathers the essence of the sun and the moon. It can ward off evil spirits and distinguish between true and false."

Fan boy smacked his lips, and began to think about how to deceive this excellent magic weapon into his own hands. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the cold arrow-like eyes of the owner of Nie, and his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly put on a smile It shows that there is no coveting of Fuxi Shuijing in my heart.

Push open the vermilion gate, and inside is a tall and majestic palace with high eaves.

Looking up, the top of the tomb is the endless sky.The fiery red sun and the silvery white moon face each other, and the 28 constellations shine brightly, forming a vivid celestial map.The dome also depicts Fuxi and Nuwa, Kuafu chasing the sun, lifelike.

Boy Fan was admiring the reliefs on the wall of the Yellow Emperor fighting Chiyou and Zhuanxu fighting Gonggong through the ever-bright lamp made of merman oil. His feet suddenly sank and he fell. Before he could shout out, his whole body was crushed. A burst of black mist engulfed it, and there was no sound at once.

Mo Mingwu was the first to react, and reached out to grab him, but saw him disappear into the black mist without grabbing a hem of his clothes.

He hurriedly turned around to remind He Lanjing, and after he glanced around, there was no one there: "Uncle? Master Nie?"

While paying attention to his feet, Mo Mingwu carefully observed the surroundings. At this time, he also guessed that the four of them were trapped in the formation.He carefully recalled the mountain burial formation "Eighteen Mingding" ordered by the King of Medicine—in the eighteen veins in the mountain, spiritual beasts were used as sacrifices, and they were divided into eighteen veins to protect the inner and outer coffins of the mausoleum.The King of Medicine also said that spirit beasts are difficult to tame, and it is extremely difficult to use spirit beasts as sacrifices. Another method is to replace spirit beasts with boys. long.

If the ghost woman broke in here in advance to intervene in the Eighteen Dark Ding Formation, she is best at using infant spirits as sacrifices and casting spells.

Mo Mingwu: "What I didn't expect was that the group of people from the Yinque faction did everything possible to kidnap a group of decent people from all over the world to come to Emperor Zhuanxu's tomb?"

Suddenly a cold voice came from behind: "Don't guess."

Mo Mingwu swung the Tianlu Sword and slashed, and the sharp sword energy cut the ghost that was attacking from behind into two.He turned around and stepped back quickly, facing him with a sword in his hand.

Standing in front of him was a person wearing a black Taoist robe, with handsome features, but murderous brows, dark eyes, and a Kunwu sword in his hand.

Mo Mingwu was shocked: "Kunwu Sword? You are Sikongyou, the chief disciple of Elder Bajing? Why are you?"

In the blink of an eye, many images suddenly appeared in Mo Mingwu's mind, the images he remembered deliberately and the images he remembered inadvertently.

The first time the victim of the Soul Devouring Technique was found in Mount Taiyi, when the three elders of Daozong and their disciples gathered in the school grounds of the Yimen for an autopsy, Mo Mingwu opened his yin and yang eyes to detect monsters in public, and there were many shadows behind him. There was a disciple with handsome features and dark eyes mixed in the crowd.

The day after Mo Mingwu found the immortal grass in Zuzhou and came back to save Feng Lingze, several suzerains and important disciples of the Jingzen Sect, Huayan Sect, and Ci'en Sect also gathered in the lobby of the Shanmen Hall to discuss matters. When Mo Mingwu and Feng Lingze entered the room, A disciple with handsome facial features and dark eyes walked by with his head down serving tea.

Before heading to Qingguo Temple in Jinling City, Mo Mingwu and Feng Lingze arranged for more than a dozen direct disciples to go down the mountain to find Yan Jidao. The disciple who walked at the end of the team was young, with a handsome face and dark eyes. They met soon on that road. Ambush and block.

Frame by frame, like a revolving lantern, flashed before Mo Mingwu's eyes, as if he had been hit in the head.

His face turned cold: "Why did you betray the master? Elder Bajing treats you well, right? Or is it that the mere Taoist sect can't feed you, a white-eyed wolf?"

There seemed to be a layer of blood mist in Sikongyou's long and narrow eyes: "It's all you! Mo Mingwu! I joined the Taoist sect at the age of five, and entered the temple three years earlier than you. What qualifications do you have to be accepted as a direct disciple by the real head teacher before me? It's just because your mother is the real Miaozhu, and your grandfather is the famous formation master Huang Guanzi! Heh, what is this?"

Mo Mingwu was a little baffled: "What? You also wanted to be a teacher to teach a real person? Before I entered the mountain gate, the master didn't plan to accept disciples, did he?"

Sikong You chanted the Five Ghosts Exorcism Mantra, and five ghosts were summoned out of thin air with five fingers: "Humph! Master Master! Why can only you call him Master! Go to hell! You should have gone to see Yan My lord, Mo Mingwu!"

Mo Mingwu chanted the body-protecting mantra, violently broke away the entanglement of the ghosts, burned a ghost-exorcism talisman, pierced the talisman with the Tianlu sword and stabbed at the five ghosts, and the five ghosts were all wiped out.

Sikongyou didn't expect that Mo Mingwu in front of him had recovered his cultivation level, and was even more advanced, with faster movements and stronger spells.

Only then did he realize that he would become Mo Mingwu's defeated opponent again, and he gritted his teeth angrily: "Even God will help you! Let you recover your cultivation so quickly!"

Mo Mingwu frowned and said, "Sikongyou, don't make mistakes again and again! No matter how many mistakes you have made before, as long as you put down the butcher's knife and turn around, I will persuade Master to forgive you, maybe Master will consider accepting you Introductory."

Sikongyou threw the Kunwu sword away, with a grim face: "I don't want your charity! I hate your hypocrisy and hypocrisy the most! Go to hell!"

A bitter fragrance of flowers permeated the air, Sikong You suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the rain of flower petals fell from the sky and danced with the wind.

Mo Mingwu stretched out his hand and picked up a small petal, it turned out to be a beautiful, enchanting and gorgeous Xifu crabapple flower!

Mo Mingwu sighed lightly: "Tang Wanxi, why is it you?"

As soon as the sigh landed, a slender woman in summer clothes stepped out from the end of the sky full of flying flowers. A white silk on her arm was dancing with the wind. Dan Kou: "Yes, why not me? I didn't expect you to make so many enemies."

Mo Mingwu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and raised his forehead, he said, "Miss Tang, why did you, a flower demon, come to this muddy water? Didn't you listen to the medicine king before? So, the needle in the bottom of a woman's heart is really hidden. !"

Tang Wanxi saw that he was so calm and composed that he didn't take herself seriously at all, so she couldn't help but get angry, and threw Bai Ling away with a swipe: "I heard that Mo Ming is young and mad, and decisive in killing, why is it that he is so young now? You can't kill people with your mouth skills? Look at the trick!"

Mo Mingwu noticed a change in his mentality, he was more calm than when he was a teenager, and he no longer made moves at the slightest disagreement, killing a person in ten steps without stopping.He soared into the air on his toes and easily avoided Bai Ling's attack. Before he landed, the rain of crabapple petals falling around him suddenly turned into weapons and slashed towards him densely. Mo Mingwu quickly turned the sky in his hand. Lu Jian blocked the attack of the petals, but the number of petals flew forward continuously, and the clothes on his body were scratched several times if he was not careful.

Tang Wanxi flicked her arms, and the white silk slammed into the Tianlu sword like a silver-white chain that had come to life: Dang—!Mo Mingwu was hit by her powerful demon power so that his mouth was numb and his chest was aching. He took hundreds of steps back before he could not fall down.

Tang Wanxi finally smiled when she saw the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth: "Hee hee, you are nothing more than that! Let me just say, how can a mere mortal have the right to compete with me? The Lord Flower God, Jade Leaf Jinke, is so precious, how can you not It is coveted by you and other mortals!"

Mo Mingwu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and the blue light in the phoenix eyes and star pupils floated, he sneered: "What are you?"

"To the extreme of emptiness, keep quiet and earnest. All things are made together, and I can see them again."

His spiritual power surged all over his body, and the wind howled, forming a hurricane.

"Destroy its sharpness, resolve its confusion, harmonize with its light, and harmonize with its dust."

Wherever the hurricane hit, all the hidden weapons of the petals were instantly reduced to powder, and the white silk chains that were about to bind his body were broken in an instant.

"Don't see yourself. Don't be self-righteous. Don't cut down on yourself. Don't be arrogant. Husband and wife don't fight, so no one in the world can compete with him."

He clenched his fist and closed it, separated his five fingers and pushed out his backhand. The white righteousness gushed out from his hand, easily dispelling Tang Wanxi's demonic power, breaking through the black fog that shrouded the underground palace, and slamming Tang Wanxi and the people who were hiding in the palace. Sikong You, who was not far behind her, flew away, crashed into the golden lacquered Panlong pillar in the distance with a clang, and fell heavily on the ground, blood spattering three feet.

After the obstacles in this area were cleared away, the formation was broken, and the surrounding area was brightened.

Mo Ming glanced ahead calmly, and there was a figure on a high raised platform in the middle. Standing were Chu Suyi of the Yinqi School and her disciples, Yan Jidao, Song Laoke, and Qin Qin in the corner. The suzerain, Mu suzerain and others were in a coma.

Fan Tongzi, He Lanjing, and Nie Shengxie from the other side of the high platform also appeared. They saw the situation in front of them clearly and quickly gathered together.

He Lanjing groped anxiously on Mo Mingwu's face: "Xiao Mingwu, are you alright? Your face is a little pale!"

Mo Mingwu smiled faintly: "Uncle, don't worry, it's just a small injury."

Fan boy: "Mingming, I found that the kid on the opposite side is very similar to your body shape and movements?"

Mo Mingwu: "It turns out that we all misunderstood. This time Guiyao found a puppet with flesh and blood—the real Taoist disciple Si Kongyou to pretend to replace me."

Fan Boy: "No wonder Chu Suyi and Yan Jidao were released from the dungeon in Taiyi Mountain. They were all captured in the battle of Jinling City."

Nie Shengxie: "The formation just now isn't very powerful. Was it set up by the Song veteran? It doesn't look like the mountain burial formation that Mr. Mo mentioned."

Mo Mingwu nodded: "That's true. This is just the Ming Palace where the tombs are placed. These people who have concealed their eyes and hijacked the heads of various sects to sit here are just a few pawns. The real behind-the-scenes The chief envoy may have gone deep into Emperor Zhuanxu's bedroom to find the funeral objects."

Nie Shengxie: "It's just a few clowns, nothing to be afraid of."

He Lanjing also seemed to trust Nie Shengxie's strength: "Leave these people to us, Xiao Mingwu and the little boy can rest assured!"

Mo Mingwu and Fan boy looked at each other and nodded.

The people on the high platform didn't seem to have expected that the lost trace array arranged by Song Laoke would be cracked so quickly. Except for Song Laoke who vomited several mouthfuls of blood after being backlashed, Chu Suyi and the others didn't have time to make any moves.Few people in Mo Ming acted decisively, quickly stepped on the white marble steps to the high platform, turned into four sharp knives and drove straight into the circle of Yinqiu faction.

Mo Ming wounded Yan Jidao with just three moves, Fan Tongzi kicked old guest Song unconscious, and then quickly gave the comatose masters some understanding and soul-returning pills, and carefully examined their three souls and seven souls After roughly returning to the position, I was relieved.

Clinking and slamming swords behind their backs, Mo Mingwu and Mo Mingwu were unwilling to fight, so they performed lightness kung fu and ran across the high platform towards the apse.

After leaving the Ming Palace, the surrounding area suddenly darkened, and three tomb passages appeared in front of my eyes after a while.

Fan boy chuckled: "It's a cliché! Come on, let's make a divination! Use yarrow, copper coins, or turtle shells?"

Mo Mingwu closed his eyes, made quick gestures with his fingers, and then opened his eyes and said, "No way! This place is restricted by the formation of Eighteen Mingding, so it can only depend on luck."

Fan boy: "Isn't it?"

Mo Mingwu stretched out his slender, white index finger and pointed at the three tomb passages in front of him, and began to point his troops one by one: "Wuwu is not complete yet, so the seven days will be fixed. Jiayin, Yimaoqing, Jiayinyi, Maoyu... Oh here!"

Fan boy followed him into the tomb passage on the far right, with an inexplicable expression on his face: "What the hell?"

Mo Mingwu: "Oh, it's nothing, this is a nursery rhyme from Jiangnan."

Fan boy: "Huh?"

The two quickly disappeared into the dark and long tomb passage.

Three hours later, Mo Mingwu and Fan Tongzi appeared in the main tomb—the tomb of Emperor Zhuanxu, panting and disheveled.

Speaking of the sleeping hall, the whole hall was empty, without any coffins, gold or silver, or any other valuable funeral objects.The eighteen golden lacquered dragon pillars are twenty or thirty feet high, and each of them has a majestic golden dragon coiled on it and soaring into the sky.

Fan boy: "Hi! Is anyone there?"

Mo Mingwu shook his head: "Don't worry, if you don't see any living people, maybe they will come out like the Dakini Yaksha and Earth Yaksha in the tomb passage just now."

Fan boy: "No, please help, there are so many yaksha ghosts hidden in the tomb passage, so many yaksha ghosts, and they can't be wiped out. It's exhausting!"

Mo Mingwu: "It's a pity that we don't have any powerful magic weapons with us, so we can only fight hard."

Fan boy: "Hey, when I think about going out later and meeting those Yasha ghosts again, I get annoyed, ah, I don't want to live anymore!"

Mo Ming was not in the mood to joke with him, he stopped under the nearest Panlong pillar and took a closer look, walked two steps to the opposite pillar and looked carefully again.

Fan boy sat down on the stone steps and babbled for a long time, seeing Mo Mingwuan quietly circling the Panlong pillar, curled his lips: "What are you doing?"

Mo Ming rubbed his chin with his fingers uselessly: "Why does it happen to be eighteen? The ranking is not symmetrical. Could it be that there are eighteen veins connected?"

Seeing that Mo Mingwu raised the Tianlu Sword in his hand and was about to chop the Panlongzhu, Fan Boy's scalp tingled, his eyelids jumped up and he jumped up and stopped him: "No! Young Hero, please be merciful!"

Mo Mingwu shook off Fan Boy's hand: "Don't pull me!"

Boy Fan wrapped his arms around his waist instead: "What do you want to do? Don't be overthinking it? This Panlongzhu is very powerful at first glance. When you release a fierce beast or big monster from ancient times, we will I'm going to fight again, okay, can't you let me rest?"

Mo Mingwu solemnly explained: "I always feel that someone is waiting for me."

Fan Tongzi blinked: "What? You got tricked? Ecstasy? Let me tell you, you can't trust your intuition, especially the sixth sense..."

Mo Ming Wukong took out his hand, stretched out his right arm and slapped the Panlong pillar in front of him, with a bang, the body of the pillar trembled slightly twice, and with the sound of gears snapping together, eighteen Panlong pillars went up and down. Move up, the boom is earth-shattering.The two staggered and managed not to fall.

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