As a stand-in, he ran away in a vest.

The bone-chilling cold and the little monk Kong Fan in the illusion, chasing the stinging insects, outside the magical world, the body of the little monk Kong Fan is lying in the scripture storage pavilion, and the guarded monk is covered with a thin quilt, Take a long breath.

Yin Jinchi disguised himself as a mortal before, and burned incense and worshiped Buddha in the Jialan Temple, but he was completely undetected in the main hall of the Jialan Temple, but there was only a hint of murderousness in the main hall of the Jialan Temple, and he was actually oppressed by the Buddha's light inside.

Yin Jinchi seemed to be walking normally to the location of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.He has been lurking here for a while, that little bald donkey named Kong Fan, who goes to and from such one or two places every day, the person who came out of that enchantment before is also an enemy, the anxiety shown on the face of the great monk Huiguang, Yin Jinchi saw it and was delighted.

"Sponsor, the road ahead is inside our temple. Pilgrims are not allowed to enter the place where scriptures are placed. Donor is on the wrong road. If you want to go down the mountain, you should go down this road."

Compared with the main hall of Waijialan Temple, the location of the Sutra Pavilion in Waijialan Temple is very remote and quiet. Except for the two monks of the reading generation who guard here, there are no monks or pilgrims who come and go.

Yin Jinchi, who was wearing ordinary clothes, stopped in his tracks. He looked at the monk who appeared in front of him with a half-smile: "I'm not going down the mountain, I just want to enjoy the scenery."

Enjoy the sight of blood.

Hearing this, the great monk pointed the other way with his palm: "Almsgiver, if you want to enjoy the scenery, the road behind the Jialan Temple should go here, but it's almost early winter now. I also hope that the benefactor will wear more clothes, so as not to be blown by the wind..."

puff--

With a slight sound, Yin Jinchi approached the speaking monk, and then the speaking monk stopped speaking, and fell to the ground without a sound.

The great monk who spoke originally wanted to say, wear more clothes, don't be blown by the wind and hurt your body.

These words were never spoken again.

Yin Jinchi still had some regrets. Looking at the blood on the monk, he felt that it was a pity that so much flesh and blood was wasted.

"If I want to find the bastard who secretly took away my blood mist, I must first tear his body apart and let his soul roll in a sea of ​​swords and flames."

He spoke wildly, but in fact, Yin Jinchi remembered the fact that he was beaten by that person and had to use a teleportation talisman to escape, and then turned to resent the monks in the Jialan Temple.

Fighting alone might not be able to beat the man in the black cloak, but if it wasn't for the three bald donkeys helping him, why would he be in such a mess?

Stepping over the monk's corpse lying on the ground, the only distance left for Yin Jinchi to the Sutra Pavilion is the door.

Now most of the disciples in Waijialan Temple are the disciples of the Nianzi generation, who were ordered by Nianduan to guard Kongfan. One Dharma name is Nianzhi, and the other Dharma name is Nianzheng.

The two of them changed their positions in turn, now Nian Chi is on the outside, while Nian Zheng is on the inside.

Yin Jinchi was about to push open the door of the Sutra Pavilion, but Nianzheng pushed it away first.

Nianzheng was thinking, just now he clearly heard the voice of Nian Chi talking outside, but suddenly the voice stopped abruptly, so he became suspicious and opened the door to have a look.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the first thing I saw was a strange face, like an ordinary mortal, with slightly drooping eyes and a sense of desperation, but the corners of the mouth curled up, looking at me with a half-smile.

It wasn't Senior Brother Nian Chi who was guarding the scripture storage pavilion with him.

Nian Chi fell to the ground behind this man, and there was still a faint smell of blood in the air.

"you!"

The moment he saw this scene, Nianzheng understood what had happened.A dagger appeared in Yin Jinchi's hand, and it was this dagger that killed Nian Chi just now.

Nianzheng took a step back, and quickly made a tactic with both hands. When Yin Jinchi's dagger touched Nianzheng's body, a faint golden light came out from the door and window of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, pushing the spiritual power on Yin Jinchi's dagger out. .

Yin Jinchi used force in his hands. He is now a monk at the Nascent Soul stage anyway. If ordinary formations are sincerely intended to be broken, they can be broken.

Nianzheng hurriedly walked to Kong Fan's side, stretched out his hand to hug Master Kong Fan, walked through the road among the bookshelves, and went to another back door.

In the outer courtyard and main hall of Jialan Temple, a few very light bells sounded suddenly, and after a while, several monks rushed towards the Sutra-Depository Pavilion.

Yin Jinchi quickly broke through the faint golden light on the door of the Sutra Pavilion on the first floor, but at this time Nianzheng had brought his Uncle Kong Fan to the back door, Yin Jinchi only saw the room full of scriptures.

"Hmph, do you think you can escape like this? Naive."

Yin Jinchi caught up with the two bald donkeys and faced the scriptures at the same time. Where he passed, those books were stained with flames, and within a few breaths, there was only a cloud of book ashes behind him.

On the desolate back mountain of Jialan Temple, a gray-eyed wolf whose limbs are locked by a super-large black chain, with a little white on his forehead and ears, seems to have sensed something, and began to break free from the chain on his body, and then But he bleeds himself.

The eyes of the third-order gray-haired wolf were originally black, and gradually turned red.

Yin Jinchi's original intention was to slaughter the little bald donkey who caused trouble for him at that time, and to calm down his anger, but when Jialan Temple found someone attacking and sent out many monks, Yin Jinchi fought more and more. Get excited.

All of his cultivation bases were raised in crooked ways, especially the blood mist he got before, which benefited a lot.

Now he has a new idea.

At the beginning, these bald donkeys caused themselves to lose the blood mist that could improve their cultivation, so why not just take a big gamble and try to train them to see if they can create another blood mist.

Bai Shixin ran on the street, facing the wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

His speed is getting faster and faster, and in the end, it is completely unlike his current cultivation base in the foundation establishment stage, which can walk out at a speed.

The Bai family in Longnonghai, what Zhou Jing saw in the illusion with Jingzhe was a sea of ​​flowers, laughter, and peace and quiet, but now when the two vests followed Bai Shixin to the Bai family again, It's completely different.

The house is quiet and quiet, only the sound of thunder and lightning in the sky and the sound of rain hitting the ground, and the ground is flowing bright red.Bai Shixin knocked open the door, ran to the main courtyard, saw his parents and elder brother, quietly...

This is Jing Zhe's biggest nightmare.

The face of the boy in the rain was covered with water, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears.Han Chegu and Kong Fan couldn't touch him in this psychedelic fantasy, but Zhou Jing still approached him and let the two vests stand behind him.

When Bai Shixin saw the corpses of his family members, his mind went blank and he stood for a long time before regaining consciousness.Step by step, he walked towards his parents and elder brother again. When he got close to Mrs. Bai, Bai Shixin disappeared, and his youthful appearance changed into that of a young man.

——Jing Zhe woke up.

The illusion dissipated slowly like a flower in the mist, Jing Zhe turned his head, and saw Han Zhigu in white clothes and the little monk Kong Fanruo who was looking at him.

If a person caught in a demonic realm cannot overcome his own demons, his heart will collapse in the future, and at the very least, he will no longer be able to distinguish between reality and illusion.

There were still some tear stains on Jing Zhe's face, but he wiped them off by himself before walking towards the bone-chilling cold. "Han Che, thank you very much."

The slender and long blue python, aggrieved, got down from the cold sleeve, and flew towards the master slowly.

hiss...

I want father...

Before Jing Zhe, when he was absorbing the cloud of demonic energy, he had seen this little monk named Kong Fan.At that time, she was wounded all over his body by the side of the other three great monks, but why did she suddenly appear in his illusion now?

Although he had doubts in his heart, when Jing Zhe was in the illusion, he had gone through several illusions with him, and now seeing him with his best friend, he also wanted to say a few pleasantries.

Zhou Jing watched Jing Zhe getting closer and closer to his body as a little monk, and the thoughts in his mind were like ten thousand horses running, thinking, what should I do later, to fool me about this vest?

At this moment, Kong Fan heard a loud voice beside his ear.Jing Zhe took another step forward, and saw the figure of the little monk Kongfan gradually fade away, unexpectedly exiting this illusion.

As soon as Kongfan opened his eyes, he felt that what he saw was the sky, and the corners of the red roof flashed by. His whole body seemed to be hugged by someone, and it looked very bumpy.

what's the situation?

The author has something to say: the status is better, and the normal update will resume (///▽///)

感谢在2020-08-0423:36:54~2020-08-0517:52:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 40 bottles of the ruthless reminder machine; 5 bottles of the top of the cloud; 2 bottles of Wei Yizuozhi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!