Zhan Ranming is sincere

A pool of fiery red manjusawa blooms everywhere.Underfoot is the icy cold, deep black river with an invisible bottom.Looking up, the gray sky is low and vast, with no end in sight.

Here is lifeless, deserted, without the first bright lights, intoxicating fragrance, melodious singing, caring warmth, setting sun on the ancient road, warm breeze, sultry red makeup, and can't light up any extinguished heart lamp.

Mo Mingwu has no doubt that he is trapped in the Underworld at this moment, his eyes are full of flowers from the other side, the Naihe Bridge is under his feet, and the Wangchuan River is under the bridge.

Wait a minute, am I dead?Death?

Mo Ming was suddenly frightened in his heart. He liked vigorous life since he was a child, and he tried his best to live. Even if he couldn't live recklessly, he would live freely and freely.What's more, there are still heavy concerns in his heart, which make him reluctant to let go.

It's been more than ten days since I broke my fingers, and the miss in this short period of time is no less than the seven years that passed between my fingers.

Mo Mingwu touched his slightly hot chest with his left hand, and clenched his fist with his right hand before realizing that the Tianlu Sword in his hand had gone somewhere.

He stopped and watched on the Naihe Bridge for a while, but found that there was no movement, so he walked towards the other end of the bridge.

The Naihe Bridge was longer than he had imagined, and it was hard and cold under his feet.He was also distracted thinking about whether he should drink the bowl of soup in Granny Meng's hand if he met Po Meng later.The answer is obvious.

Before we reached the end, we saw two young people standing on the bridge deck holding hands and looking at each other.

A scholar in blue and a girl in red.Lang handsome and pretty, looks very good match.It's just that both of them have sad eyes and haggard faces.

Mo Mingwu didn't get too close, listening to them from a distance of more than twenty steps.

The blue-clothed scholar: "Yu'er, listen to my brother. My parents passed away one by one because of the two of us. I am already a rebellious person, and I can no longer discredit the master. If the master finds out, he will definitely be punished severely. I have the heart to hurt you, so go, go to the ends of the earth, don't look back."

The girl in red cried and shook her head crazily: "Brother Rong, I am willing. As long as I can stay with you, Yu'er is not afraid of anything. Whether Master wants to kill me or kill me, I am not afraid, I am afraid What I want is to be separated from you..."

The blue-clothed scholar frowned tightly: "Yu'er, don't be like this, I don't want you to suffer a little bit, I want you to live, live well for me."

The girl in red's tears fell like beads with a broken thread: "No, no, no..."

Mo Mingwu somehow felt that the blue-clothed scholar's face was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, and although his voice was a little immature, it was familiar to him.

Suddenly a raging purple flame ignited under the scholar's feet, and the scholar was roasted alive on the fire from head to toe. The scholar struggled with his head in his arms, but he didn't make a sound. The girl in red stretched out her hand to pull him but couldn't touch him If it doesn't reach his body, even the weird burning sky purple fire can't be touched at all.

Mo Ming watched them perform the scene of life and death parting from a distance of more than twenty steps, but his feet were like a thousand catties, and he couldn't move the slightest.

The scholar in blue was burnt to ashes under the scorching purple fire, and the girl in red on the opposite side was crying heartily, crying two tears of blood, she cried hoarsely: "Why did you do this to us? Why didn't you let us Together? Why do you force us to separate Yin and Yang? I don’t accept it! I don’t accept it!!”

The girl in red cried and went blind, took out a dagger inlaid with blood jade and thrust it into her chest with all her strength, actually gouging out her whole heart.

Mo Mingwu wanted to stop her, but he couldn't move his body and couldn't make a sound. He was so anxious that he silently recited the nine-character mantra "Lin, Bing, Fighting, Zhe, All, Formation, Column, Front, and Line" and finally broke through the shackles. The girl in clothes rushed over, and then passed through the woman's body and rushed to the other end.He looked down at his hands, then turned his head to look at the woman, only then realized that the woman was just an afterimage, not a living person or a soul body.

After the girl in red took out her heart, she held the bloody heart high in both hands, and sang a sad tune, with a ferocious expression, empty eyes, and a dead face.

In Mo Mingwu's unfocused eyes, the heart held high by the girl in red was devoured by a bloody mouth that appeared out of nowhere. It was a creepy existence, and no living thing dared to look directly at it. His pupils, those vertical pupils contained despair, pain, and endless despair. Only the bloody wind and endless killings could bring a trace of life, even if there was a trace of life, it would be fleeting and be destroyed by the darkness of death. annihilation.

Mo Ming collided with the pair of golden pupils inadvertently without seeing, and there was a bang in his mind, the spiritual platform was loose, the seven orifices were bleeding, and the vitality of the body seemed to be sucked into a bottomless pit at once and would be exhausted in an instant.

At this critical moment, Feng Lingze, dressed in white, descended from the sky and hugged him, blocking the gaze of those terrifying eyes for him.

Mo Mingwu smelled the familiar fragrance of plants and trees, and felt the familiar embrace, and then he was freed from the fear of thinking that he was dead.

Feng Lingze hugged him and swayed up, noticing his slight trembling, he hugged him even tighter, lowered his head and kissed his temples lightly: "It's all right."

Mo Mingwu put his arms around his body, resisting the severe pain of being torn back and forth in his mind, and closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Not long after, Mo Mingwu was brought to an empty dojo.Feng Lingze fed him a ginseng pill, wiped off the blood from his eyes, mouth, nose, and ears with a white silk handkerchief, and then grabbed his hand and poured true energy into him.It took a while to slow down.

Mo Mingwu opened his eyes and met Feng Lingze's worried gaze. He squeezed Feng Lingze's fingers and comforted him, "I'm fine. Don't worry."

Looking around, he was horrified: in the place where the eighteen dragon columns originally stood, there was a huge stone tablet of 18 yuan. The totem of a fierce beast was engraved on the stone tablet, and a person sat cross-legged on the top of each stone tablet, tightly closed. The binocular old monk entered meditation.

On the stele of the Nine-Infant Totem sits Daoist Master Daoist, on the stele of the Eight-Clawed Fire Chi totem sits Elder Yuxu, on the stele of the Nine-Winged Dragon Totem sits the Elder Bajing, on the stele of the Thunderbolt Dragon Totem sits the Elder Fu.On the stele of the coral unicorn totem sits the real person Shangshan, on the stele of the red flame golden beast totem sits the real person Yangtian, on the stele of the Kui ox totem sits the real person Feixing.

On the steles of Teng Snake, Hua Snake, Ming Snake, Fei Yi, Xiu Snake, Hook Snake, Jiao Jiao, Jiao Qiu, and Jiao Si totems respectively sit the nine stars of heaven and earth—the nine masters of Taoism.On the totem of Jiao Chi sits Master Jingxian of Jingzen Buddhism.

A total of eighteen steles.A total of eighteen top masters sit in the town.Any one of these 18 people is a powerful person who can make the entire art world tremble when stepped on with one foot, but now they are gathered here, and all of them are embarrassed as if they are facing an enemy.This scene is really shocking.

Mo Ming was in no hurry, and grabbed Feng Lingze's arm: "What's going on? Is this the real Eighteen Ming Ding?"

Feng Lingze frowned in a rare sight: "The real eighteen ghosts. Each of the eighteen beast totems in Emperor Zhuanxu's totem contains a wisp of the remnant soul of an ancient ferocious beast, and only these few wisps of remnant soul can destroy The heavens destroyed the earth, and the world was in chaos. 200 years ago, the formation of the Eighteen Ming Dings became loose. My father Canyue Daozi added nine seals to the eighteen Ming Ding formations to stabilize the eighteen Ming Ding formations.

200 years later, after the Jiuli witch religion, ghosts destroyed and tampered with the [-]th Mingding formation, killed [-] virgins, [-] virgins, and [-] warlocks, and used this formation to sacrifice everyone's bones, blood and souls. To the ancient evil god Rakshasa, in order to summon the ancient evil god Rakshasa, gain power and eternal life. "

Mo Mingwu was stunned: "The remnant souls of the eighteen beasts are being suppressed by my master and others? Where is the ghost? Has Rakshasa been summoned?"

Feng Lingze: "It's been three days since I brought Master Teacher and the others to the tomb to suppress the ancient beasts of the Eighteen Underworlds. Master Master and they have been trapped in the formation for three days and three nights. Gather the strength of 18 of them. Barely able to stabilize the situation. The ghost woman is inside the coffin."

Mo Ming jumped blindfolded: "What? I saw just now that there is no coffin."

Feng Lingze pointed above his head: "It's over there."

Mo Mingwu looked up and saw a golden nanmu coffin hung high above the dome more than [-] feet high by thousands of tungsten gold wires that were black all over and glowed faintly with golden light.It is rumored that tungsten gold has a mysterious phenomenon. When it meets a gentleman, it has a cool color; when it meets a villain, it looks dim;It is said that Mo Xie, the famous sword general in ancient times, forged his sword with tungsten, which can drive away demons and slash demons, making it indestructible.

Mo Mingwu was about to try to fly up to see it, but Feng Lingze held him back and asked, "Did you see a man and a woman just now in the illusion of Hades?"

Mo Mingwu: "Yes. I can probably guess who they are, but because it's too unimaginable, I still want to prove it. Cangzhu is your master's real name?"

Feng Lingze: "Cangzhu is my master's layman's name. Master's original surname is 'ghost', which means 'the body is dead, the spirit is the spirit, and the son's soul is the ghost hero'. The single name is the word 'rong'. His fellow apprentice , the surname is also 'ghost', and the single name has a word 'Yu', 'Yu' in 'Yushu Qiongzhi as Tobacco'."

Mo Mingwu: "Sure enough, it's the medicine king Cangzhu and Guiyu. I heard them call each other brother and sister with my own ears. What's going on?"

Feng Lingze: "Gui Rong's parents adopted Gui Yu, and the two called each other brother and sister. Gui Rong's father is a collateral bloodline of the Jiuli tribe. He has been working hard to find the descendants of the witch religion until he discovered the existence of Gui Yu. Guiyu was discovered by Guirong's father when she was about 14 years old. She used the forbidden technique of witchcraft to cut off her arms and legs and veins all over her body. The flesh and blood of several ferocious beasts that ate hundreds of people in the wasteland, and murderous corpses that slaughtered more than a hundred people, are full of blood, full of anger and resentment, and every inch of Guiyu's body that is eroded can increase its curse power by one point. "

Mo Mingwu's face turned pale when he heard this, and his temples were covered in cold sweat.

Feng Lingze reached out to support him: "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Mingwu: "Seven years ago... in the underground palace, Guiyu also cut off my limbs and veins, and drew amulets on my body with extremely vicious flesh and blood... It was originally forbidden by the witch religion of the Jiuli tribe." Shu... No wonder, no wonder I have connected my muscles and bones like her, but I still stop growing, and my figure stays at the age of seventeen or eighteen. But, why does the ghost jade we see look like an eight or nine-year-old girl?"

Feng Lingze: "Because Guiyu was sealed 200 years ago, but her body was destroyed and her spirit could not be destroyed. Like a ghost, she moved her soul into Chongjin's body. Chongjin is the daughter of Yan Jidao and Chu Suyi. As soon as she was born, she was offered as a sacrifice to Guiyu to help her resurrect."

Mo Mingwu: "So the current ghost jade is only a living soul, not a living person? She has summoned the ancient evil god Raksha? Can the ghost jade's living soul kill Raksha?"

Feng Lingze: "My master is suppressing Guiyu's summoning technique. She doesn't believe that her senior brother Guirong still exists in the world, and she refuses to give up revenge on the world."

Mo Mingwu: "She wants revenge? Because Gui Rong was burned to death by the Burning Purple Fire?"

Feng Lingze: "No, Guirong was not burned to death. It was Daozi Wanyue who saved his life and took him away."

Mo Mingwu: "Wait a minute. So the patriarch founded the Taoist sect, and the previous headmasters of the Taoist sect were cursed and would fight brothers and sisters because of the curse power of the ghost jade? What is the hatred between the patriarch and the ghost jade? Could it be 200 The one who sealed the ghost jade in the year is the Patriarch?"

Feng Lingze: "Yes, Guiyu's body is immortal. After Guirong was rescued, he lost his memory for many years. When Guiyu came back to look for him a few years later, Guirong became Cangzhu, and he didn't recognize Guiyu at all. Come on, not to mention their friendship when they were young. Cang Zhu has been following Daozi Wanyue for many years, and has already integrated into the righteous way. He is a hero in the world, saving lives and healing the wounded. '. Cang Zhu assisted Daozi Canyue to defeat Guiyu, suppressed her under Weiji Mountain, and sealed her with dozens of formations. Master only fully recovered the memory of his predecessor in the past year."

Mo Mingwu: "Hey, it's just the world's troubles. There are so many misunderstandings and twists and turns. Maybe Yaowang and Guiyu are destined for each other."

At this time, there was only a crunching sound, as if a bone was broken.

Mo Ming jumped without eyelids, and suddenly raised his eyes to look, only to see the body of the black cat with two white eyebrows falling heavily from the coffin hanging high on the dome, and he quickly mobilized his true energy He jumped up and stretched out his arm to catch it, and his arm was numb due to the pain when he collided with the black cat.

Feng Lingze, who was one step faster than him, instantly opened the flower god seal, and the pattern of jade hairpins appeared between his eyebrows. On the coffin.

Mo Mingwu briefly checked the condition of the black cat, and found that he was seriously injured and almost on the verge of death. He shouted anxiously: "The king of medicine! The king of medicine!"

The black cat reluctantly opened its blood-smeared eyes: "...it's you... I didn't expect cough cough... the old man is still... going to be cocky..."

Mo Ming was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He wanted to ask Feng Lingze to come down to save his master, but he was also worried that disturbing Feng Lingze at this time would make him mess up, so he had to randomly sprinkle Jinchuang medicine on Yaowang's body to stop the bleeding, tearing up his body. The cloth strips were wrapped around his body, and the inch-long wounds were still bleeding continuously.

The black cat coughed a few times and spit out a big mouthful of blood, the light reflected by the pupils became darker and darker.

Mo Mingwu stood up and raised his head and shouted: "Feng Lingze! The medicine king is dead! Ghost Rong is dead!"

The golden nanmu coffin hanging high on the dome could not see the figure clearly in a large cloud of smoke and dust, only the sound of clanging swords resounded through the underground palace.

Mo Mingwu's heart was hanging, he didn't know what to do, he squatted down and asked: "Senior, what are your last words? What is your last wish?"

Two tears overflowed from the eyes of the black cat: "Flowers and leaves are born...the two are wrong...on the bridge...wait for a thousand years...I will wait for you on the bridge...Yu'er."

"Brother Rong!!!" There was a hysterical cry, and something hit the ground with a bang.

Mo Mingwu raised his eyes and saw not far from them was a beautiful young girl wearing a light yellow embroidered skirt and buns, with black blood dripping from the corner of her mouth.

That is ghost jade.Guiyu's soul, Chongjin's body.

The girl is like a black poppy that wants to add spirit to all things, but has no intention of accompanying sin.The appearance is gorgeous and gorgeous, the fragrance is strong, and the inside is sinister and vicious.

Her ten scallion fingers were dripping with blood, it was unknown whether it was the ghost's blood or her own blood, or maybe it was Feng Lingze's blood.Using both hands and feet, she tried to crawl over from the other end very slowly, a line of thick blood was brushed behind her.

"Brother Rong..." It seemed that Guiyu finally recognized Yao Wang's predecessor.She was distraught and regretful, and now she could only move inch by inch by herself, getting closer to her lover little by little.

After 200 years, this pair of lovers finally reunited, but both of them died, leaving only half of their souls, like a candle in the wind.

Guiyu: "Flowers and leaves are born and the two are wrong, but why wait for thousands of years on the bridge? My parents want to separate us, and all the clansmen oppose us being together, even God does not approve of us being together. What did we do wrong? What did I do? What's wrong?"

Gui Rong: "Yu'er... come with me..."

Guiyu: "Okay... I will go with you, I promise you, I will follow you forever, until I die..."

Mo Ming's eyes were sore, and he stood beside them and watched the two souls come out of their bodies, as if they had returned to their best age again. A scholar in blue and a girl in red were walking together hand in hand and shoulder to shoulder.

"I hope that all living beings will always be happy and free from all diseases and sufferings. If you want to do evil things, you will fail. All good karma will be accomplished quickly. Close all evil doors and show people the right path to Nirvana. If all living beings, because of their accumulation Collecting all kinds of evil business, and feeling all the extremely heavy bitter fruits, I will bear it on my behalf. Let all living beings be liberated and finally achieve the supreme Bodhi."

The one who suddenly stepped forward from behind Mo Mingwu, clasped his palms together and recited Buddhist words was the Brahma Boy of the Jingzen School.The Buddha's light shines all over his body, and a jade virtual glazed lamp with golden flames is hanging on his wrist.The two remnant souls of Guirong and Guiyu were collected into the wick of the Yuxu glazed lamp amidst the solemn Sanskrit sounds.

Mo Ming stepped forward a few steps: "Is this Uncle's Yuxu Glazed Lantern?"

Fan boy: "It is said that it is the treasure of Yuanshi Tianzun. The fire in the lamp is the golden fire of determination, which can temper the magician who has cultivated for more than 200 years into a lamp guardian."

Mo Mingwu: "Why did you come here? Senior Yao Wang and the others know everything about them?"

Fan boy: "Well, Senior Feng sent me a sound transmission for thousands of miles. I really didn't expect it to be like this. I don't even know what to say."

Mo Ming raised his head and looked at the coffin without worry: "He hasn't come down yet, what's the matter? I have to go and see."

Boy Fan: "Wait a minute. Do you remember what Senior Yaowang said? Daozi Wanyue once predicted that the reincarnation of the fairy boy of Jiuqiong will find the flying sword of Emperor Zhuanxu in more than 200 years, and recruit the current Nan Zhengzhong to assist him. He communicated with the gods, and a Bei Zhengli in the current world assisted him in saving all sentient beings, and jointly punished the blood of the Jiuli witch religion, restored justice, and returned the world to a pure land."

Mo Mingwu nodded: "Of course I remember. But after searching for a long time, I can't see the shadow of Emperor Zhuanxu's soaring sword in this tomb at all!"

Fan boy: "I am your Bei Zhengli from Mo Mingwu, and Feng Lingze is your Nan Zhengzhong."

Mo Mingwu was stunned: "What?"

Boy Fan: "Listen to me, time is running out. It is said that Zhuanxu Gaoyang's swords are the Soaring Sword and Huaying Sword. The two swords fly forward, pointing at the direction and then restraining, in the box, it is often like a dragon singing and a tiger roaring."

Mo Mingwu: "So what about the sword? Why is there no time? Isn't it Ghost Jade? Could it be the evil god Rakshasa?"

Fan boy put his hands on his shoulders: "That's right. Feng Lingze said that now he is the only one who makes the shadow sword and I make the flying sword. He communicates with the gods, and I will save all living beings and help you stop the evil god Raksha from awakening."

Mo Mingwu was very puzzled: "What did you say? You two are used as the flying sword and the shadow sword?"

Fan boy winked at him: "Use your best skill! God! Technique!"

After saying that, he soared into the sky like smoke, and disappeared into the dome together with Feng Lingze.

Mo Ming was stunned in place. In his memory, he only successfully invited Zhenjun Taiyi and Emperor Dongyue, and other great Buddhas such as Guanyin of the South China Sea, Fuxi Shennong, and Pangu Sage King even if he was the reincarnation of Jiuqiong Fairy Child I dare not say whether I can get it.However, Feng Lingze and the others are in a dangerous situation, and the [-] masters including Daozong Master Zhenren are also at a critical juncture where their lives are at stake. If they continue to hesitate, it may cause irreparable and huge losses.

He took out a bright yellow talisman, bit the tip of his index finger, and brushed the talisman a few times with the bloody fingertip:

"I would like to ask the great emperor of the north, the Jade Emperor, to bestow Xuantian Zun.

Stepping on the gossip of a turtle and a snake, holding a sword to slay demons.

Under the order of the Jade Emperor, he was sent to the mortal world to save sentient beings.

The disciples prayed wholeheartedly, and God Xuantian came down. "

Hearing a sound of "噗—", Mo Mingwu knelt down on the ground, spitting out a handful of blood from his mouth, which actually soaked his front skirt.He coughed several times before barely stopping vomiting blood.If the cultivation base is not enough, no matter how sincere the heart is, it will not be able to communicate with the world, and it will not be able to invite the gods.

Mo Mingwu sneered, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, took out another purple talisman, bit his index finger again and drew the talisman:

"I invite the Profound Nv of Nine Heavens, the True Immortal of Great Luo, to ride a white crane, step on a purple cloud, hold an empty sword in her hand, kill evil spirits, command the heavenly soldiers, follow the nine stars, and return to the eight hangings. Dare to do something to save the people, why is it not acceptable, Why don't you be alarmed, recite my divine mantra, and I will worship the Nine Heavens Xuannv, as urgently as a law, order!"

"Boom—" The sky seemed to freeze for an instant.All of a sudden, the entire area of ​​thunder rioted collectively.Immediately afterwards, there was a catastrophe.

Before Mo Mingwu lost consciousness, he vaguely saw a fairy with a majestic appearance, a nine-dragon flying phoenix bun, wearing a gold-threaded crimson gown, a blue-field jade belt with a long train, and a white jade-shaped sleeve holding her shadow sleeves. Coming with purple clouds.

one year later.Lingquan Shenchi in the back mountain of Taiyi Mountain in Qinling Mountains.

The bell at the mountain gate rang six times in a row: "Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-!"

Soaked in the spiritual spring, the figure is as stable as Mount Tai, and the heart is not disturbed. The narrow waist, tight muscles, and white jade-like collarbone make this person tall and straight, with a pair of smiling red phoenix eyes showing sharpness, and the arrogance and heroism between the brows are natural. .

With a whoosh, dozens of silver needles flew over from ten feet away, Mo Mingwu clicked his tongue slightly dissatisfied, and knocked down the silver needles with a few bursts of true energy from his fingers.

The Taoist boy in green clothes stood respectfully at the entrance of the cave, and bowed deeply: "Respectfully invite the master to take a seat!"

Mo Mingwu curled his lips: "Little Eleven, don't act recklessly just because Zhong Ziqing is used to you. Dare to sneak attack on the head of the sect! It's really promising!"

Daotong continued to persuade and said: "Please head back to the mountain gate and take your seat! Today is an important time for the head to invite all the suzerains to attend the meeting, and Daozong is an important day for the annual astrology, geomancy, and formation of the martial arts. I sincerely ask the head Don't waste the time, lest people in the martial arts world talk about my Taoist sect..."

Mo Mingwu: "It's long-winded! Okay, okay, I got it! I'll go later, shall I?"

Daotong got up to leave, and said with a blank expression: "Master uncle said, if the master is late today, he doesn't need to stay at Lianyunxuan..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Mingwu, the new head of Taoist sect, put on the red brocade robe with arrow sleeves and curled cloud patterns like a bolt of lightning, and disappeared without a trace.

Daotong sighed deeply, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve: "Hey, my head of the Taoist sect is too headstrong, I'm so worried about us disciples..."

The bell at the mountain gate rang again, this time more quickly: "Dangdangdang—"

Daotong quickened his pace and went down the mountain, muttering as he ran: "Hey, the good friend of the sect master Jing Chan has started to play with the Jingyun bell of the mountain gate again, and three of them have been broken by the master Fan... hey... I am so sad Our group of disciples..."

At this moment, the clouds and mists in the Qinling Mountains have cleared, and the green pines and cypresses are more beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

In the golden autumn and October, the mountains are full of red leaves, and the autumn atmosphere is thick. It is a good time to go to Taiyi Mountain.

The east peak has a beautiful sunrise, the west peak has a beautiful mountain view, the south peak has a dangerous plank road, and the north peak has eternal legends.Choose Taiyi Mountain and return without regret.

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