How Immortals and Demons Fall in Love Through Different Paths

Erchou, Shansa, and Wantan are respectively ranked second, third, and fourth among the Ten Envoys of the Nightmare Gate.When Tong Shu arrived at the Nightmare Gate, the three of them had actually disappeared.So Tong Shu didn't know them well.

Tong Shu stood still, watching Wen Jiuqing and Erchou clasped their hands.

The sisters reunited after a long absence, and both wept with joy.The name of Lingxue Tower is very poetic, and Naerchou is taken from the meaning of selling thousands of sorrows with you.Sure enough, she is as her name suggests, treating others kindly, worrying before she speaks, frowning like weeping, her whole body is as delicate as a willow, and her eyes are full of rain and mist. Before she opens her mouth, people will feel pity. I will give her everything.

The rustling of the mountains comes like a mountain wind, and the long gun is full of vigor.If it weren't for Zhishan Sa being one of the ten envoys, he would have been regarded as a bloody general who defended the country and the land. His brows were full of righteousness, and there seemed to be a loyal heart in his chest.

Wanton is another style.With elegant eyebrows, free and easy posture, long sword in hand, and long eyebrows drawn into the temples, people can't help but think of the swordsman who used wine to comfort the wind and dust in the night rain in the rivers and lakes.

The three of them had a brief talk with Wen Jiuqing, they only glanced at Yao Shiqing briefly, and then turned to Tong Shu.

The third envoy came suddenly, in terms of rank in Yanmen, he was below Tong Shu; in terms of seniority, he was earlier than Tong Shu; his relationship with Lingxuelou was even more intimate.

And the three envoys came from afar to help, Tong Shu was not sure how to get along with each other for a while, but the three of them had already dropped their knees and kowtowed:

"Ercho."

"Shan Sa."

"Reckless."

"I have seen the devil king of the ghost gate, may the lord live forever!"

Tong Shu had long been used to this kind of surrender and prostration in his previous life, and now he was slightly taken aback, then showed his face, and the coercion of the demon king who cherished the sun naturally flowed out.

The ten envoys of the Nightmare Gate were used to the majesty of the lord, but the monks beside them felt quite oppressed for a while.

Tong Shu raised his hand and said with a smile, "It'll be good when you come back."

Only Yao Shiqing stood aside in embarrassment.When he first met the third envoy, compared to Wen Jiuqing, his eyes were as bright, and his steps were equally eager.

But only a few steps away, he paused in embarrassment.

Originally, when Yao Shiqing was fighting with Wen Jiuqing at Nightmare Gate, he was still able to maintain a strong posture, but when he saw the four people enjoying themselves happily, but he was the one who was expelled. Make it look like a fairy, like a god, like heaven and earth.

Strong contrast, pale in comparison, no matter how strong the mentality is, he can't hold it back, he naturally wants to cover it up, but the brothers and sisters who were sitting under the same seat in the past can't cover it up no matter what.

Tong Shu saw it, but it was inappropriate to intervene in this matter. After all, Yao Shiqing was dealt with by Ling Xuelou himself, and he only picked a word to the five envoys: "Today, just stop everyone."

Five envoys take orders.

Yao Shiqing was eager to seek merit, and added: "Do you want their lives?"

Tong Shu's face darkened slightly, but he didn't refute Yao Shiqing's face, he just smiled and said again: "Just stop."

Yao Shiqing won Tong Shu's order alone, and it seemed that this was the approval of Yanmen Que, and said with a happy face: "No."

The five envoys are divided into four corners to guard the people in the court.

The envoys of the Nightmare Gate reunited in a different place, and the gathering was spectacular, but it made the people present in the immortal world break into cold sweat.

As early as when Erchou, Shansa, and Shansa wantonly reported their homes, the square fell into a dead silence. Under the overwhelming dark clouds of the Demon King Nightmare, under the powerful shadows of so many great demons appearing at the same time, the joys and sorrows that were originally illuminated by golden light The temple seemed to fall into the dull silence of the black clouds before the mountain rain in the blink of an eye.

People who dared to talk before did not even dare to make the sound of their teeth chattering, wishing to swallow all the sound, just begging those big devils not to notice him.

They couldn't help complaining that Ganku Temple had offended Lu Shu and involved them in today's incident.

In just a few moments today, everyone has experienced several ups and downs, continuous rapid heartbeats, as if they are about to burst their chests, and their hearts are cramping.

I just wish that time would pass faster, and faster.

Before, there were people who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, wishing that Ganku Temple would weaken from now on, but now they prayed that they must not fight, so as not to hurt them poor, weak and helpless pond fish.

However, ordinary monks who think this way can only slander in their hearts, because their chiefs are still holding on to their faces. Qing Lingfeng did not move, and even if no family dared to leave without authorization, they could only grit their teeth and bow their heads. Minimize your presence as much as possible.

Yi Chi naturally realized that the situation was over.

Five of the ten envoys from the Nightmare Sect came, and there was still "The Blood Deed of All Demons" not sent to the battle. Such a lineup, with the strength of Ganku Temple alone, has no chance of winning anyway.

He braced his face, but his shoulders slumped.

Just now, Fu Jin's statement had dealt him a fatal blow, and his whole body exuded sadness and resentment. He only felt that every fly for more than fifty years was a joke. piece.

And it was an abandoned child who had long been defined as an abandoned child. When it came to the head, it was abandoned like a shoe, and even an explanation or a pretentious appeasement was not worth having.

Yichiyuan was still thinking of picking an envoy to challenge first, and just deal with today's difficulties.

And the appearance of the three envoys of the Nightmare Sect was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Yi Chi realized with grief that his own cultivation was no match for any of the three envoys of the First World War....

The only retreat he had thought was also blocked.

There was a monstrous hatred in his heart.

He hates Fu Jin's hypocrisy of hiding needles in the cotton for 50 years;

He hates Jingyi and Suyi's criticism all the year round, making his abbot position feel like sitting on pins and needles.

Among those hatreds, he hated the most, his own senior brother.

His senior brother ignored him when he chose to inherit the mantle.

The eight words "poor foundation, impure mind" wiped out all his efforts!It would be better to show concern for an unknown private disciple than to teach him the mental method.

Bad bones?Can't you make up for your weakness with diligence!

Impure mind?Who is born different, if he hadn't been in the position of Zhike deacon for too long, worrying about the daily necessities every year, why would he be here!

Who can understand how hard it is for him to be a housekeeper!

It is necessary to donate widely and guarantee the expenses of the temple. With just a little money for sesame oil, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. What should he do?

Annoyed at that old man, he refused to pass on his successor, nor did he want to pass on his "Heart of Helping the World through Sweetness and Bitterness", and even guarded against him to the point where he hid the purple golden bowl before he died.

It took him 16 years to find the Zijin Bowl, and after several months of research, he failed to find the "Spiritual Method of Helping the World through Sweetness and Bitterness". He thought that as long as he had something in his hand, he would be able to understand it one day, but then came another Lu Shu who dared to snatch it.

If you want to say hate, you hate Lu Shu for coming to the door with great fanfare.As long as Lu Shu doesn't come, those conflicts in the temple and those years of calculations can always be resolved step by step.

But Lu Shu, the big devil, is so ruthless and ruthless!

At the end of the road, the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry.

After thinking about it, I have nothing to be afraid of.

The purple gold bowl was just a piece of scrap iron to him anyway, and Lu Shu grabbed it whenever he wanted.

Not even the ever-burning lamp mattered anymore, it was nothing more than an unquenchable oil lamp to him now.

If he couldn't even be the abbot, what did he need the eternal lamp for?What do you want the so-called inheritance for?

He thought: You forced me to be angry!If you were willing to pass on the mantle to me, I wouldn't be where I am today.Even if you are dead, your good apprentice will not let me live in peace, forcing me to come here.

I want you, a good apprentice, to be hunted down by Ganku Temple forever!

I will let you be under the spring, and you will not live in peace!

Yi Chi's benevolent eyebrows, which he has spent his whole life in, have a very high level of camouflage. His long tail and white eyebrows conceal the vicious and sinister flames inside. When he came out, everyone only thought that he was finally the master and negotiated with Lu Shu.

He was not far from Lu Shu originally, he was on the threshold of the Daxiong Palace, and Lu Shu was in the middle of the empty courtyard in front of the palace, a distance of more than ten steps.

The five envoys of the Nightmare Sect were lined up in the four corners of the courtyard, and only Wen Jiuqing was standing a little closer to Tong Shu.

When Wen Jiuqing moved forward, he followed Yi Chi.

Yi Chi said: "Why, Lu Guimen has to protect people when they say a word to people now? This makes me doubt that you still have some of the style you used to have."

Tong Shu's heart tightened, he smiled faintly, raised his hand to stop Wen Jiuqing's movements, and said, "It's rare that a master is willing to come and talk, so you can talk about it."

Yichi walked three steps away from Tong Shu and said, "Since you are brother Yi'an's disciple, why did you bully me instead? There are many ways for you to get the purple golden bowl, why did you choose this one?"

Tong Shu shook his head in disappointment, and snorted coldly: "Why don't you ask you first, since you have already controlled the Zijin Bowl, why do you want to make a big show and hold a grand ceremony? It's because the way you came from is not clean. Why do you want to hold a grand ceremony to clear the way? You violated Master Yi’an’s orders first, so why pick on the mistakes I corrected for you instead? Isn’t this reverse of cause and effect!”

The hatred in his heart had already boiled back to Yingtian, and Tong Shu refuted him so much that the resentment in his heart almost spilled out of his chest. The corners of his mouth twitched stiffly, but he still forcibly put on a kind gesture and said: "Lu Mowang With such eloquent teeth, why didn't you come and talk to me earlier, since you are a private disciple of Master Yi'an, there is always something to talk about."

"Master Yichi really flattered me. I dare not come in private. Master, you are proficient in trickery, and you have thousands of mouths behind your back. If I don't come here in full view during the grand ceremony, I'm afraid it will be hard to tell. Even if I didn't take the Zijin Bowl, I took it."

"Sure enough, it's useless to try to reason with Lu Shumen..." Yi Chi smiled, no longer kindly, he raised his voice abruptly, "I'm going to be here today, to take your life!"

His angry shout did not surprise Tong Shu, but it surprised everyone present. Everyone cursed in their hearts: May I ask the people present today, who is capable of taking Lu Shu's life?

Tong Shu lightly gouged out a silly look, this look was not too arrogant, his eyelids were raised lightly, and he swept it lightly, but the smell of fire and medicine was naturally permeated, he said: "Oh, it's the master who wants to attack first? It's just that I still have a long lamp in my hand, if I move my hand, what if I break the lamp?"

The ever-bright lantern hangs above Tong Shu's head, swaying gently as Tong Shu moves.As long as Tong Shu moves a little more, the lamp oil will overflow.

This lamp is the key that prevents all parties from daring to act easily. Now that all parties are on the verge of attacking each other, any slight disturbance may lead to a catastrophic crisis. Therefore, Tong Shu deliberately told the five envoys to only block people and not kill them. , in order to give all parties a tranquilizing pill.

Otherwise, if you are in a hurry, you will jump over the wall in a hurry, and you will make a mess of porridge.

Tong Shu didn't want to fight, so he had a firm grip on the ever-burning lamp.

Although he had expected from Ganku Temple's flattery to Qing Lingfeng that there must be a deal between Yichi and Fu Jin, and he also saw that Fu Jin refused to make a move several times today, but he did not expect Yichi to be cornered.

So he couldn't have expected that Yi Chi would actually do the crazy move afterwards.

Yi Chi's eyes had suddenly become resentful, one moment his brows were covering his loving eyes, and the next moment he was coming fiercely and demanding his life.

Yichi's cultivation is at least in the realm of a first-class master. If he fights hard for spiritual power, Tong Shu has not yet reached the Demon King Realm, so he can't resist Yichi's hundreds of years of cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, Yi Chi rushed towards Lu Shu desperately, as fierce as lightning, and Takong held the Qingtian Zen staff and went straight to Lu Shu's face.

Lu Shu's first choice was naturally to avoid, so he turned around and staggered away.

However, something unexpected happened.

The most proud move of Yichi's move was that he incorporated [-]% of his strength without any scruples. When he came after Tong Shu, the strong wind swept the grass and stirred the air above Tong Shu's head.

When Tong Shu realized something was wrong, he was about to save the Chang Ming Deng, but it was too late, the lamp was pulled by some force, and it slipped from Tong Shu's fingertips.

It seemed that Tong Shu was attacked and threw the lamp in a rage.

"It's over."—Those who watched the battle thought, I am afraid that blood will flow into rivers today.

"Very good." - Fu Jin hooked a smile, and sure enough, Yichi's pawn was not in vain.

"Destroyed."——The monks of the Ganku Temple were as if they had encountered a thunderbolt, with stars shining in their eyes and roaring in their eyes. More than 1000 pairs of eyes stared at the falling of the colorful glazed lantern.

"It's okay."——Only Tong Shu was lighthearted, thinking, it's a good thing he made a fake lamp in advance.

"This is the end of my temple! How can I let you go!" The Eighteen Arhats took the lead in attacking, sweeping forward with sticks carried by deer, and the shadow of the Eighteen Arhats covered the sky and covered the sun.

The fighter is only in the blink of an eye, and a Zen stick stabs down in the air.

Nineteen ultimate moves were blocked, cutting off all the way for Tong Shu.

Wen Jiuqing was the closest, and the two red silks went straight to one.

Erchou, Shansa, Wantan, Shiqing, four figures have also been entangled in the battle situation.

All the monks present couldn't help holding the magic weapon in their hands.

It was too late for Tong Shu to take out the real lamp, and even if he took it out, it would take him a second to dodge.

Under the shadow of the stick, Tong Shu spun around in an extremely underground waist, avoiding the head-on stick of the sitting deer and the shadow of sticks intertwined like a net in front of him, but his back was hollow.

If he doesn't do it again, he will be slaughtered.

He had no choice but to recite the incantation, and change his fingers into a sword. After reading the incantation, the demon king Nightmare Township will reappear in the world.

There are tens of thousands of formations in the world, but the killing moves are nothing more than stabbing, cutting, exploding and other cutting methods, and some more complicated ones add some enchanting and terrifying techniques.

The reason why the Demon King's Nightmare Suppressing Formation is so impressive is that the formation is so powerful and complex that it is a master of the Demon Formation.

Once the Demon King's Nightmare Suppression Formation is fully functioning, all the objects in the formation, no matter whether they are humans, demons, ghosts, birds, beasts, or even wind, rain, clouds, and mist, all, everything, will be crushed into powder and rendered invisible.

The so-called "nightmare" is a lingering ghost of resentment and anger, which can make people angry, incite people to hate, and induce people to fear.Surrounded by Nightmare, it was like falling into an endless nightmare, unable to wake up, unable to move, screaming continuously until blood.

The so-called "suppression" refers to brutal suppression, and everything in the formation will bear the combined pressure of heaven and earth.No matter how high the sky is and how heavy the earth is, the power of this formation will be as great.The mortal body is crushed by the infinite force, and the flesh and blood will turn into pus.More than that, when the heaven and the earth meet in the formation, there will be a fire of zeolite in the ground, and everything, including the soul, will be reduced to powder and burned to ashes.

"Nightmare" and "Town" have made this formation frightening, and the notoriety of this formation lies in the word "king".

The so-called "King" means stepping on your dignity, making you submit, and being worshiped by you. If you don't follow any orders, you will suffer from the nightmare town.

"King" is the only vitality in this formation, only those in the formation surrender, can they avoid being turned into pus and blood and burnt into powder.

However, once surrendered, the name will be engraved in the "Record of the Demon King's Ten Thousand Soldiers". As long as the devil king gives an order, the soul of any person in the record will be driven.Like a marionette, at the mercy of others.Therefore, the "king" is both vitality and death. From now on, the life of the subject is not up to me, but to the king.As if the ego is dead.

Tong Shu's decision has been made, and the demon king's order is just a thought away. The formation is about to be crushed, and the nightmare is about to pierce the heart. Whether to resist, submit or not, life, death and freedom will all be controlled by the demon king.

Tong Shu was about to cast a spell, when suddenly he felt a wind and snow blowing on his face, and he felt like he was in the ice sea and snow forest among the bamboo branches deep in the mountain. Snowflakes fell on his fingertips to persuade him, and then there was a ringing sound in his ears. A cold and clean female voice: "Wait a minute, I'm here."

When the Battle of Ganku Temple was about to break out, in the room of the central inn on Xiangshi Street under the mountain, a sigh fell on Qian Jiang's lips.

This sigh was very light.

It is so light that it seems like a dragonfly has touched the water, falling flowers and floating in water.

But very heavy.

There was a muffled sound in my heart.

The apex of the people next door, the people in the same building, the people in the same street, and the people in the same city trembled at the same time.

At this time, people were either talking, drinking, sleeping, walking, arguing, or silent. When that sigh came out, all living beings were stunned instantly.

Something seemed to be born out of thin air in the world, above the billowing world of mortals and the insignificant beings, there was a person who appeared at the place where the nine heavens were facing, looked down on the world, and sighed.

It's like a deep sorrow, like a cold loneliness, but also like a persistent obsession in the world of mortals.

It seems far and near, like this and that.

Ordinary people may only think that this is the trembling of the apex of the heart for a moment, the reverie born by chance, the sudden sadness, or the sudden longing for a certain person.They stood still at a loss, hearing the gusts of wind after sighing in their hearts, and many thoughts surged in their hearts, and they felt that although they were in the world, they were suddenly far away from the world of mortals.

But the monks who practiced Taoism all froze their figures.

They looked at each other, but they were ecstatic.

Their trembling lips were speechless for a while, and they held their breath, listening to the trembling voice on the tip of their hearts.

Until one person said in a daze: "I heard a real person sigh."

After saying this sentence, he only felt tears in the corner of his eyes, but he was ecstatic in his heart.

The people around him didn't make fun of him because of his sudden feeling, but showed the same expression, even covered their heart, and said sadly: "So this is the sigh of a real person!"

Gradually, more and more people expressed the sigh in their hearts.

Everyone gradually recovered from the inexplicable sorrow, and slowly took on the breath of fireworks in your words:

"I didn't expect that in my lifetime, I could hear real people sighing."

"In the history of the immortals, it is said that a Taoist in the enlightenment state can hear the sigh of a real person within ten miles, a real person in the enlightenment state can hear the sigh of a real person within a hundred miles, and a person in the support state can hear the sigh of a real person within a thousand miles."

"I am at the Dao Opening Realm, that is to say, just now there is a person within ten miles away who has advanced to the Dao Realm and became the second real person in the Immortal Dao?"

"I don't think it will be more than ten miles. The sound was so close and heavy. I guess it was within three miles."

"The sound just now seemed to hit my heart, I guess it was in this incense market."

"I feel like it's in my ear. Could it be in this inn?"

"Is it so close? We actually witnessed the birth of a real person so close?"

"I really want to know what kind of sect Jin Zhenren is this time?"

"I haven't heard of any one of the famous sects who is about to be promoted to Daoist. I'm afraid it's a mountain cultivator or an expert from outside the world?"

Just outside a guest room on the second floor of this inn, Jiuzi Qianxuan suddenly appeared. They smiled at each other, stopped showing their faces, and then stood silently on both sides in tacit understanding.

In the guest room that was strictly sealed by the demon king's ban, the sword intent that had been turbulent and collided all night slowly sank, and the silver sword glow was stored in the scabbard.

The rust of the Nisi sword faded from the hilt to the sword at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the scabbard slid across a ray of frost. The frost was frosty, and the simple and simple lines of the Nisi sword reappeared in the world.

Afterwards, a room of celestial lakes flowed, quiet and peaceful.

The newly promoted Sword Cultivator of the Wufeng Realm and Daoist Master of the Enlightened Realm slowly opened their eyes.

The long black crow-colored eyelashes slowly opened, and a pair of glazed pupils inside were a little thicker than before like ink, with a transparent brilliance flowing in the eyes, flashes of lightning in the eyes, surging sword intent, entanglement of seven emotions and six desires, The pictures of countless years are intertwined, and then fade like the tide.

The big waves dig out the sand, and the big river goes eastward, leaving two clean and deep pools, which are dyed by the morning sun and glowed with light.

The owner of these eyes broke through the barrier between the Dao Enlightenment Realm and the Dao Opening Realm, suppressed the turbulent sword intent, and woke up completely.

From then on, one person will be added back to the immortal way of "one true and one true", and it will be changed to "one true and two true".

Jing Jue opened his eyes wide, and stared at the bottom of the tent while lying on his back, and then turned his head to look at the pillow. Last night, Tong Shu was sleeping next to him, and countless images flashed through his mind quickly.

Six-year-old, eight-year-old, 12-year-old, 16-year-old, 19-year-old, 24-year-old, dummy, eight-faced lamp, sword repair, refusing to welcome relatives to drink...

He lay back on the bed again and again, covered his forehead with his hands, sighed deeply, and closed his eyes in grief—why did I choose to go back at those times...

The newly promoted Daoist, when he woke up, his head was smashed in embarrassment as if the sky was falling, and his eyes were staring, and his ears were roaring.

The whole-body comfort of enlightenment was replaced by annoying scalding. After a strange stagnation, scorching embarrassment flowed through the whole body, and the fingers and toes at the ends of the limbs curled up slightly.

It was the first time that Daoist Xichen encountered such a big problem: "How do I go to meet him?"

When Fang thought of "him", Jing Jue suddenly opened his eyes wide.

He has just entered a new realm, his primordial spirit has not yet completely calmed down, and his consciousness and thoughts are converging. In fact, he has not yet sorted out his thoughts clearly, but his body has already tensed up one step ahead, full of chills like a sword coming out of the front.

"As expected, you went by yourself." Liang Liang's words fell on the wooden floor, and the room where there were people just now was empty in an instant, and even the newly opened spirit sword disappeared.

There are only three things, not counting past lives, this life alone is the third time to leave without saying goodbye, Lu Bingshi.

The author has something to say: I wrote a chapter in the cracks, and I will proofread it later when I have time.

Let's watch it first.

Then, also, is it true that my writing is cold and bad... Sigh, data teaches me to be a person, I have to reflect on myself... I am about to lose confidence in writing 55555

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感谢在2020-04-3019:04:33~2020-05-0323:49:33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 threw the mines: Anbao and Damengchuchu 2;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of tea;

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