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Daoxuan handed the painted talisman to Qian Sanhai, "Benefactor Qian, you need to know that beauty is also a sharp edge, if you can leave in the future, let's leave." After saying that, he took Nalan Qianliu and left the inn.

The streets were in a mess, and some clothes were even blown to the ground. The willows beside the bridge were bare, and it was unclear whether they were blown by the wind or pulled out by someone.

"You didn't take your tea?" Nalan Qianliu asked while walking on the bridge.

Daoxuan leaned on his Zen staff, and took out a bag of tea leaves from his wide long sleeve, "Who said the little monk didn't take it?"

"You monk is thick-skinned. You use a few talismans with no spiritual power to deceive Boss Qian. Doesn't the Buddha's heart hurt?"

"You need to know that my Buddha also has wrathful Vajra." Daoxuan said with a smile, "A businessman like Boss Qian who takes other people's lives to renew his own, I'll cheat some of them here."

"To borrow a word from Boss Qian, Daoxuan Daoist really has good eyesight." Nalan Qianliu chuckled lightly.

"Naturally. I, Monk Daoxuan, traveled all over the world. If I didn't have eyesight to see, how could I have survived to this day?"

Nalan Qianliu pursed his lips and smiled, "You admitted it." Pity those fellow Taoists who turned away as soon as they saw him.

Dao Xuan, "We were at the inn just now, did Fellow Daoist Nalan see clearly?"

"There is indeed a monster's breath in the strange wind, but it's very faint, it doesn't look like a powerful big monster." Speaking of business, Nalan Qianliu frowned, "Besides, there is always a scent in the inn, and it's easy to smell it." dizzy."

"Young monk thought that only the young monk smelled it." Daoxuan stopped and walked to the stone railing, his eyes fell on the green lake under the bridge, "It should be the incense of returning soul."

"Returning Soul Fragrance?" Nalan Qianliu was taken aback.The two magic tools used by ghosts, the soul-returning incense and the soul-calling banner, both come from the same magician, and they are used to gather souls.Although it is useless to ordinary people, it is extremely terrifying to monk ghosts.

Daoxuan sighed, "When the little monk smelled this fragrance that day, he was dazzled and felt familiar at the same time, so he left with an excuse and went back to the Sutra Pavilion of Qianfo Temple."

Before Nalan Qianliu could speak, he said again, "The soul-returning incense used by general ghost cultivators is very different from that used by folks. Ghost cultivators come from the cultivation of fierce ghosts. To refine the soul-returning incense, only extremely yin herbs are needed. The folks are different, they refine the soul-returning incense and only use human skulls."

"Fellow Daoist, the soul-returning incense smelled in the inn was made by Qian Sanhai?" Qian Sanhai's life is not long, and refining the soul-returning incense to help extend his life is also a shortcut.

Dao Xuan said, "Ordinary people don't know such sinister refining methods, there must be evil cultivators teaching them behind their backs."

Thinking about the rumors about monsters in Qingshui Town, Nalan Qianliu seemed to understand something in the blink of an eye, "Qian Sanhai colluded with demon cultivators in order to survive."

Daoxuan looked at him, "Fellow Daoist Nalan is really smart." After saying that, he leaned on his Zen stick and walked forward, "His tea mountain is very close, let's go and find out."

Nalan Qianliu looked at him for a while, and followed him.If he wants to save his master, he needs a knife that is not within the yin and yang and five elements to gouge out the jade heart, and Daoxuan knows where there is such a knife.

Along the way, the sky turned from sunny to cloudy, and soon it began to rain.There is no road in the deep mountains, and the two can only walk along the direction of the river.

"Monk, where are you going?" The drizzle made it almost impossible to see the road ahead, but Monk Daoxuan insisted on walking deep into the forest.

Nalan Qianliu used his spiritual power to form an umbrella and walked behind him.This tea mountain soars into the clouds, and there are many mountains, but there is not even a bird, which is quite strange.

"Fellow Daoist Nalan, be careful where you step."

As soon as Daoxuan finished speaking, Nalan Qianliu tripped over the gravel. He subconsciously used his spiritual power, but his arm was held tightly by a white and cold hand.

"Be careful, Fellow Daoist Nalan."

Nalan raised his head, and what he saw was Daoxuan's half-smile face, "Thank you."

Daoxuan helped him up and continued to walk forward.

Raindrops dripped from the branches and leaves and hit the umbrella, making a slight sound.The white mist surged towards the face, covering all directions tightly, Daoxuan's Zen staff lightly tapped on the ground, and all the monsters and monsters were reduced to ashes, leaving only a wail.

"Why are there so many ghosts here?" Nalan Qianliu Umbrella retracted and gradually formed a silver sword.

Daoxuan looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said leisurely, "The bright moon comes out of the cloud cliff, and the light is flowing."

He tilted his head slightly, "Does Fellow Daoist Nalan know about Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave?"

Wan ghost cave?

Nalan Qianliu was slightly startled, "There is a cave of thousands of ghosts under this tea mountain?" He is a demon cultivator, and he knows the power of the cave of thousands of ghosts, which is beyond the control of human beings.

Daoxuan, "Yes or no, it will be clear after a closer look."

Nalan Qianliu followed behind him, but after walking hundreds of steps, passing through flowers and leaves, what appeared before him was a long-abandoned temple.

Nalan Qianliu hesitated, "...is this the demon's lair, the cave of ten thousand ghosts?"

Daoxuan walked in with his Zen stick, "The little monk has been traveling for several days and just needs a place to rest. This temple just happened to happen."

Nalan Qianliu did not believe him no matter what.

This temple has been abandoned for a long time, the outside is full of ruins, and the doors and windows inside are empty, not to mention the air leaks everywhere, and it is also covered with cobwebs and full of dust.

Monk Daoxuan didn't dislike it at all, he wiped it with his sleeve casually, then sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, twirled the beads, and went to recite the scriptures.

Nalan Qianliu glanced at the gloomy deserted temple, sat on a branch with his sword in his arms, and looked up at the bright moon hanging in the sky.The bright moon is like a hook, and the moonlight is like water.He thought of many of the past, and a complicated and unspeakable thought surged in his heart.

...Chu Ya.

In the middle of the night, the mountains and forests under the September moon were dark and terrifying.

The sound of wheels rolling echoed on the gravel river, startling countless ghosts.Pushing the cart were two young men, dressed in plain coarse cloth, their black hair tied up high, and their eyes glowing coldly in the dark night.

"Push it quickly, we will feel better if it is delayed." One of the older ones urged in a low voice.

"Second brother, do you really want to go up?" the submissive young man said in fear, he was terrified at the thought of a man-eating monster living in the mountain.

……

The two stopped and walked, pushed to a deserted temple on the mountainside, and threw all the bulging cloth bags on the car into the temple.

"Let's go, let's go." As if they were afraid of something, the two of them threw away their things, not even pushing the cart, and hurried down the mountain.

After Dao finished reciting the scriptures, he opened his eyes and noticed something outside. He raised his eyebrows, got up and walked out with his Zen stick.

In the main hall, in front of the Buddha, four bulging cloth bags were thrown on the tuanpu.He stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, put the Zen stick aside, untied it, and saw that it was a sleeping child.

"Amitabha." Daoxuan carried the child out and placed him on the moon-white cassock that was spread on the ground.

At dawn, Nalan Qianliu returned to the deserted temple, and when he entered, he saw Daoxuan standing in front of the Buddha statue with his hands behind his back, the moon white cassock on his body was gone, only his upper body was naked.Although the figure looked extremely thin, it was really immoral.

He paused, "...where is your cassock?"

Daoxuan seemed to have just seen him, and turned around, "You will know as soon as I come in with the little monk."

The side hall was cleaned cleanly, spotless, and the doors and windows that leaked air from all sides were sealed overnight.Nalan Qianliu glanced at Daoxuan and thought, what is this monk doing?

When he got closer, he couldn't help being stunned, "Where did the child come from?"

I haven't seen this barren mountain before entering the temple last night, so it can't be that this monk went down the mountain overnight to steal it?

Dao Xuan was quite helpless, and he told what happened last night, "Qian Sanhai is not the only one who wants to collude with that monster."

It is said that monsters have no heart, but in Daoxuan's view, the most terrifying thing is actually human beings themselves.Insufficient people are still greedy.

Qian Sanhai can use human skulls to refine soul-returning incense in order to continue his life, and someone can give innocent children to demons for a little glory and wealth.

Daoxuan sighed in his heart, "It seems that this trip will take a while."

A village next to Qingshui Town.

Those who didn't see their children were very anxious. Some thought they had been gouged out and eaten by monsters, and sat on the ground crying out of breath.

As soon as Daoxuan showed up with his child, the village was filled with excitement. He was wearing cassock and leaning on a Zen stick, with a cinnabar mole on his eyebrows. He looked like a compassionate man and said loudly, "Bodhisattva! It's the Bodhisattva who blesses you!"

Daoxuan stood in the crowd, twirling Buddhist beads, with a smile on his face.

After the crowd dispersed, Nalan Qianliu glanced at him, turned around and walked towards the village.This monk looks unscrupulous, with many eyes, but his heart is not bad.

"Why didn't Fellow Daoist Nalan wait for the little monk?" Daoxuan appeared in front of him out of thin air.

"I thought you were enjoying it, monk, so I left first."

Daoxuan smiled, "Emotions are complicated in this world, only family love is the most moving."

Nalan Qianliu pursed his lips and smiled, "It's wrong, there is still love between men and women." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he froze.

Daoxuan asked, "What is Fellow Daoist Nalan thinking?"

"It's nothing." He didn't look into Daoxuan's eyes, and continued to walk forward, "I'm going to visit the tea mountain tonight."

"Fellow Daoist, do you think the knife is on the mountain?"

Nalan Qianliu didn't hear clearly, and turned around to ask, "What were you talking about just now?"

Daoxuan came up behind him, "If Fellow Daoist Nalan goes, there is no reason for the little monk not to go."

In this way, we explored the tea mountain again at night.

In the eerie and treacherous forest, giant pythons parade from time to time.Nalan Qianliu stood on the tree and glanced at Xuanyue in the sky.

Among the mountains and mountains, there are demon snakes entrenched in the thousand-year-old trees. The snake's head faces the mysterious moon, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon like swallowing clouds and mist.White mist spread from the demon snake's belly, and when one looked intently, it was a black demon core surrounded by green light circulating.

After absorbing half of it, countless unjust souls came out from the crevices of the peaks and cliffs and gathered around the monster snake to help it practice.

"That monster's cultivation is mediocre, but that demon pill is extremely poisonous." Dao Xuan appeared beside Nalan Qianliu at some point.

"I am a demon cultivator, and the demon pill has no effect on me, but you, if you get hit, you will lose the Buddha's face." Nalan Qianliu summoned his natal sword, pulled it lightly, and there was a crackling sound. Spiritual power flashes in the dark night.

Yun Yi with long sleeves was windless, and ice green spiritual power lingered around him. His eyes turned cold, and he held his sword and slashed at the monster snake.This sword split the ground and fell the tree, and the cold mist overflowed, freezing the scattered ghosts and monsters into ice.

The demon snake turned its head, a pair of vertical pupils flickered coldly, and white mist spit out from the mouth.This white mist is highly poisonous, and it will be turned into ashes if it touches the clothes.

Nalan Qianliu's expression remained unchanged, he stood in the air and made a formula, "Yu!"

As soon as the order was issued, countless talismans floated from the front, back, left, and right, and turned into a glittering golden net to trap the demon snake in it.

"Monk, leave the rest to you."

Daoxuan came out of the mountain forest with a Zen stick, passed through countless ghosts and monsters turned into ice sculptures, and stood under the giant python.

"Amitabha." He closed his eyes and twisted the beads, and recited the "Heart Sutra" completely.

After one pass, the demon snake struggled violently and turned into a puddle of blood.The golden net flashed and turned back into countless talismans, which fell to the ground one after another.

Nalan Qianliu put away his long sword and fell from the air.He walked towards Daoxuan, "Where's the demon pill?"

Daoxuan opened his eyes and smiled slightly, "Here."

Nalan Qianliu was stunned for a moment, and saw in his eyes a green light lingering around the whole body, a black demon pill that was circulating.

"Since this demon is eliminated, why don't Fellow Daoist Nalan go and see if there is anything you're looking for."

He gave Daoxuan a complicated look, then turned and walked towards the demon snake's lair.Snakes are cold in nature and live in cold and humid places.

Nalan Qianliu stood in the cave, slowly opening the jade heart in his heart.

Daoxuan waited outside the cave, and the night wind blew his cassock.He looked at Nalan Qianliu who came out of the cave, and smiled slightly, "Did you find it?"

Nalan Qianliu shook his head.

"Fellow Daoist, don't worry, when fate comes, you will find it naturally." Daoxuan leaned on his Zen staff and turned around.

Just as Nalan Qianliu was about to follow, his jade heart, which had not moved for a long time, moved slightly, and jumped up "bang bang".