The Villain's White Lotus Halo

"Senior brother..." Yin Biyue was slightly startled when he was awake.It's not pitch black all around, but the sky is dim, and you can clearly see the slightly frowning brows of the people around you.He asked, "Brother, how long have I been asleep?"

Luo Mingchuan carefully helped him up, and checked the spiritual veins.Yin Biyue didn't move, allowing Luo Mingchuan's true energy to enter his body.While looking at the surrounding environment.

They were in a mountain stream, the soil was damp, the grass was lush by the water, the air was filled with the fragrance of vegetation, and in the twilight of the morning, the mountains and rivers were peaceful and beautiful.

But he always felt that something was wrong.

Luo Mingchuan avoided answering, "How do you feel now?"

Yin Biyue's true essence has been circulating in the body for a week, and there is still residual medicinal power in the meridians, causing a slight tingling pain, and the broken bones are growing back, but fortunately, the heart meridians were not injured.The wounds have been treated, and even the blood-stained robes are clean.

Yin Biyue wanted to know how many things Luo Mingchuan did when he was unconscious.

The senior brother should have been injured more seriously than him, but instead he wanted to take care of him.

So he held Luo Mingchuan's hand on his pulse door instead, preventing him from losing his true essence to himself, "I'm fine, senior brother, how are you?"

Luo Mingchuan replied, "No problem." He hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth, "I recovered very quickly."

This is something that makes him start to be afraid.

He originally thought that in this battle, using the Jialan pupil technique to cast a method beyond the realm, would definitely suffer a severe backlash.And the moment the golden light formation was broken, the huge coercion directly crushed every inch of his spiritual veins.Even two ribs were broken.

But after the real fall, the body began to repair itself with only a fainting of a cup of tea.

Such an unbelievably powerful recovery ability can only be possessed by magic cultivators.

He told the truth, his face was calm, his heart was beating like a drum, he thought, maybe his junior brother would also feel...he is a demon cultivator.

Yin Biyue didn't believe it completely, so he pulled up Luo Mingchuan's right hand and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the bloody wrist was as clean as ever, without even a scar left.

He said with a smile, "It's a good thing to recover quickly. As long as the senior brother is fine."

He doesn't smile often, and whenever he shows his face, it's like melting ice and snow.

The chill in Luo Mingchuan's heart dissipated, and he also smiled softly.

Yin Biyue felt a slight tremor in his chest, and realized that he had been half lying in his brother's arms.

Ah, I am so heavy!Brother is working so hard! QQ

His face was burning hot, and he hurriedly pulled himself up and stood up.

Luo Mingchuan also let him go naturally, got up and brushed off his robe.

Yin Biyue saw that his senior brother was a gentleman, and felt that he was too coy, and there was nothing to be embarrassed about.

Attention immediately shifted to the business, "Brother, did you see the flaws in the formation before? Do you think we are still in the Tixiang Mountains?"

They fell from the crack of the abyss, but they came here strangely. It may be that the formation is too powerful and distorts the space.It may also be that under Xingshan Temple, there is a hidden cave in the first place.

The two walked along the stream, looking at the surrounding environment while guessing the current situation.

Luo Mingchuan had used his divine sense to look very far before, but he didn't find any danger, "There is something strange about the golden light formation. I saw that there is a ground vein under the formation that is unstable, and the energy fluctuation is different from other places, so I just want to try to break through it." Formation, I didn't expect to come here... The species of trees here, and the humidity of the air are all different from those in the Tixiang Mountains, just like...another world."

In fact, there is one more thing he didn't say.

He decisively chose to jump into the abyss because he felt a familiar atmosphere.It was as if something of the same origin attracted him in the dark.

This feeling is too illusory to be taken as real, and talking about it will only make the younger brother worry about him.

Yin Biyue's spiritual consciousness is very strong, and he has already recovered six points of his energy at this time, and he can see that this is not the Tixiang Mountain Range.Thoughtful, he couldn't help murmuring, "There is something strange about the golden light formation..."

Luo Mingchuan nodded and said, "Yes. Cangya Mountain's great formation for protecting the mountain costs [-] spirit stones every year just to maintain it. It consumes even more once it is opened. It also needs the 'Cangya Token' or divine weapons left by the founder of the mountain. 'Chun Shan Xiao' holds the line."

Yin Biyue understood what he meant.

Cangya's mountain protection array is like this, not to mention how much it will cost Xingshan Temple to support a wonderful formation from the "age of all saints" for millions of years, and how much it will cost to preserve it until now?Can't count.

Although the temple has heritage and resources, it is far from reaching the required level.

Yin Biyue settled down to look at this place.

Finally found out what was wrong.

There is the sound of wind and water, and the sound of pines and waves in the mountains and forests, but there is no sound of living things.

There are no birds in the forest, no fish in the water, and no insects in the grass.

The climate is pleasant and the water and soil are rich.But apart from him and Luo Mingchuan, there were no traces of living creatures.

At this time, the sky was already bright, but the sun could not be seen, and looking at the originally peaceful and beautiful mountains and rivers, they all seemed lifeless.

Here, it's like a place of death.

Yin Biyue felt slightly cold, "Perhaps the golden light array is not supported by spirit stones and magic weapons, but by some kind of vitality..."

This speculation is ridiculous.He couldn't even speak for himself.

Luo Mingchuan didn't answer directly.But there are similar guesses in my mind.

The two didn't speak any more, and walked into the depths of the woods vigilantly and tacitly.

The majestic yellow tiles are visible between the branches, and it is the only building in the entire mountain forest.

After approaching, the red lacquer plaque has long faded, and the four mottled characters can barely be seen - Daxiong Palace.

It says it is a hall, but it is not big, it can only be regarded as a Buddhist hall.

Along the way, they have been sure that this place is definitely not an illusion.The appearance of the Buddhist hall is exactly the same as that in Xingshan Temple, which shows that under this abyss, there is indeed another world on the mountain behind the temple.

The Buddhist hall stands alone in the wild, the door is closed and locked, the dust has accumulated for a long time, and the wooden doors and window lattices are old and old.

It seemed that a gust of wind could destroy it, but when it got closer, the wind calmed down.

Yin Biyue and Luo Mingchuan looked at each other.

Practitioners are not only sharper than ordinary people in their five senses, but as their realm improves, their spirits become stronger, and their intuition becomes more accurate.At this time, they all felt that perhaps the strangeness of the golden light formation was in this Buddhist hall.

The two of them didn't go in hastily, and first released their consciousness to observe carefully.Nothing unusual was found.

Yin Biyue pushed open the door with the top of the scabbard, the stone lock fell with the sound, and the smoke and dust rushed towards his face.

The light in the Buddhist hall is dim, thick incense ash is accumulated on the apricot-yellow curtain, but there are no spider webs.

Although the top beam is corroded, the structure is tight and firm.The main girder is two overlapping six rafters, on which four rafters and flat beams are stacked on top of each other, decreasing layer by layer.

Such complicated craftsmanship has long been simplified and eliminated, and it can't even be seen in Xingshan Temple.

But in the era of all saints, it was the mainstream of Buddhist halls and other buildings.

Although the altar facing it is high, the body of the Buddha is not big.

The eyelids are half closed, sitting cross-legged, with the left hand across the knee, and the right hand flexing upwards, forming a 'dharma seal'.

It was originally plated with gold paint, but due to the age, the pieces peeled off, revealing the original dark brown.In mercy, it looks a little hideous and terrifying.

Luo Mingchuan stood in front of him and stepped into the Buddhist hall, suddenly feeling a violent dizziness.

He turned around and wanted to say 'don't come in', but he fell straight backwards!

Yin Biyue saw that his complexion was not right, and he was flustered with concern, so he took two quick steps to support him.

At the same moment when he stepped into the Buddhist hall, his eyes suddenly turned black, and the last thing he saw was the Buddha statue with half-closed eyes.

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Luo Mingchuan stood on the edge of the cliff, still a little dazed.

He remembered that he and his junior were clearly in Xingshan Temple, but right now...

"The devil!"

A yell sounded like a thunderbolt.

His head was dizzy, and he felt that there was no pain anywhere on his body. He was suddenly awakened by this sound, and he lowered his eyes to see that he was covered in blood.

The wind is so strong on the edge of the cliff that it seems to be able to blow people off.

Inexplicably, he knew that the Meteor Star Abyss was below.

The junior in front of him seemed to have grown up a lot overnight, and the gray hair that had been worrying him was gone.Three thousand black hair and a white Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, and the hand holding the sword had distinct joints and was as white as jade.

It was still the same Yihu sword, but the tip of the sword was pointing at him.

Blood dripped from the sword.

There were many people standing behind Yin Biyue. There was an old man of Bao Pu Zong in a blue Taoist robe, and a monk in a bright yellow cassock. Looking back, there were some people from various sects.

But none of them did anything, they just watched all this indifferently.

Luo Mingchuan raised his eyes, looked straight at the stranger in front of him, and found that every word he uttered was extremely difficult, "Junior brother, do you trust them? Are you going to kill me?"

The thing I fear the most and the thing I don't want to face, still happened.

Yin Biyue's cold expression changed for the first time, he raised his eyebrows slightly,

"If I want to kill you, what do I have to do with other people? There should be a break between you and me."

Luo Mingchuan was in a trance for a while, and the boy in his memory was also standing with a sword in this way.But he stood with him, his eyes were firm, "If you have to believe in something, I believe in brother."

It was clearly yesterday, but it seemed like a lifetime had passed so far away that he could hardly remember whether it really happened.

Yesterday we, today you and me.

The moment the sword edge pierced into the heart, it was not as painful as imagined.

The gushing blood actually made people sober.Can clearly feel the loss of life.

The sword edge passed through the body, revealing another inch, and the distance between the two was close at hand.Luo Mingchuan stared straight into those eyes, but laughed, "I don't know who you are, but you are definitely not junior. Junior wouldn't look at me like that."

It was not the blade of the sword that hurt someone, but his cold eyes.

The person holding the Yihu sword didn't speak, and kicked him out of the Meteor Abyss indifferently.

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Yin Biyue still felt dizzy.

He opened his eyes and looked at the reflection of the glazed bricks under him, his pale face was reflected in the interlacing of light and dark.

Only then did he realize that he was kneeling on the ground.The chill spread through the body along the knees.

He wanted to get up, but there was a huge mountain on his shoulders, and it was already the limit to straighten his back.

Looking up, you can see the vast and boundless hall, with twelve copper lampstands lined up, the candles are flickering, but there is no temperature at all.

The throne at the end of the hall was so high that one could only see someone sitting on it, but their faces were obscured in the shadows.

The man spoke with a low voice.But inexplicably, it gave birth to an ethereal and boundless meaning, echoing in the empty hall, "Have you thought it through?"

Yin Biyue was startled.He felt he must know the man on the throne.

The next moment, the man stood up calmly and walked down the high steps.

Layers of layers of clothes meander on the ground, like a surging dark tide.

The complicated formation runes on the wide sleeves, under the jumping firelight, are as terrifying as living things.

With just a flash of his figure, he passed through the vast hall and stood in front of Yin Biyue.

Yin Biyue finally understood why he felt familiar.

Because this person is Luo Mingchuan.

But anyone who has seen Luo Mingchuan will not mistake the two.

It is clear that the faces are seven points similar, but there are three points more evil.

In the half-light and half-darkness of the fire, it looks like a bewitching demon in the abyss.

Yin Biyue opened his mouth, but found himself speechless.

The icy fingertips raised his chin, and a biting chill spread all over his body.

He could only be forced to look up into the man's eyes.

The black pupils reflected the candlelight in the temple, looking into it, it looked like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The man bent down slightly, getting closer.

The cold breath was sprayed on the neck, but it seemed to have a pleasant smile,

"In the past, there was a Buddha who cut meat to feed the eagles, and now there is the head of Yin who feeds the demons with his body. Isn't it a good story passed down to future generations?"

Yin Biyue felt that this posture made him extremely uncomfortable, but he couldn't break free from the invisible shackles.

I can only listen to the man continue to say, "You stay with me in Changyuan Palace for one night, and I will retreat three thousand miles tomorrow morning. How about it?"

Even if he didn't know the cause and effect, his intuition told him that this must not be a good thing.

He looked at those eyes that had no human emotion, only desire.

Said word for word,

"You are not a senior brother. A senior brother would not say such a thing."

Even if you have a face similar to your brother's, it's definitely not him.