Sacrifice

On the second day, Konghou came to look for Puye in person.

"Tomorrow at three o'clock, there will be Taibai Jinxing hanging in the sky. In these few days, tomorrow will be the most suitable for divination. I wonder how Zen Master Boye is preparing?"

Pu Ye was a little embarrassed.

After reaching an agreement with Fujiko Yin last night, he relaxed and fell asleep directly.

When he woke up this morning, he realized that he had unknowingly leaned on Teng Ziyin's shoulder and slept on it all night!

And Pu Yang, who just woke up next door, was staring at him in a daze, with a face full of disbelief, as if he saw Fa Jing dancing a hula dance with the Black Jiao King.

In fact, since Fujiko Yin revealed that he had lived for more than [-] years, the only ones who could really fall asleep last night were Puyang with a pure personality, and Puye, who was too tired and accidentally fell asleep.

Xuxuan Fox and Shui Lan Jiaolong eye-to-eye, together with Teng Ziyin who was smiling and looking at Bo Ye, the three of them stayed awake all night until dawn.

That's why when he got up early in the morning and saw his admired brother Puye sleeping in the arms of the old demon king who was more than [-] years old, Puyang was shocked.

Pu Ye apologized again and again, just as he rushed out of the arbor, he bumped into Konghou, and only then remembered his purpose for coming here.

He was sweating profusely, and smiled weakly, "No problem, I'll ask Miss Konghou to set up an altar to help you tonight."

Kong Hou blinked, but she was not deceived by the still gentle smile on Pu Ye's face, she said softly, "The matter of the small world is of great importance, Zen master please take care of it."

Bo Ye nodded heavily, and promised, "Pu Ye save me, thank you for reminding me, Miss."

Seeing that Puye really heard it in his heart, Konghou saluted and left.

After Konghou left, Puye let out a sigh of relief, and Tengziyin followed.

He said, "Xiaohong seems to have a weak soul, so she can't come out today."

Pu Ye nodded, "I see."

The red soul belonging to Teng Xiaohong in the Sea of ​​Consciousness is indeed faintly visible, as if it is extremely weak, and one body and two souls still have an impact on the soul. It seems that if Xiaohong wants to appear at the same time as Teng Ziyin, she must strengthen her cultivation, otherwise the soul will be broken. The strength can't support this kind of consumption at all.

Teng Ziyin twitched the corners of his mouth, he looked at Bo Ye, feeling a little helpless in his heart, why did Bo Ye believe him so much?Does he mean what he says? !

What a fool.

He wanted to say something, but saw Qingque standing not far away waving at them.

Bo Ye couldn't help smiling when he saw the blue bird.

"Miss Qingque, good morning."

"Little monk! This is for you!" Qing Que happily took out the Dream Soul Orb, "This is a treasure collected by my father. Nurturing and confining the soul, it is useless for my father to hold it, little monk, isn’t Xiaohong taken away by a villain? Imprisoning that villain in the Dream Soul Orb will be fine!!”

[Bad guy] Fujiko Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the Dream Soul Orb in Qingque's hand, and looked at Boye delicately, without saying a word.

Pu Ye was taken aback, he looked at the emerald green bead in Qingque's hand, and said softly, "Miss Qingque, is this Dream Soul Bead given to you by your father?"

"Yes!!" Qingque sold Teng Xiaohong without hesitation, "Xiaohong came to me that day and said that he was always in a trance and seemed to be possessed by something. He was afraid that the villain would hurt you. Come to me and hope that I can take care of you."

Tengziyin almost gnawed his molars after hearing this. He has been in the fairyland for countless years. If he doesn't understand what's going on now, then he really lived on a dog for 2 years! ! !

——Teng Xiaohong! !What a naive little girl! ! !

Bo Ye's heart warmed up, and when Xiao Hong couldn't protect herself, he still remembered him, and he would always remember this feeling.

And Qing Que in front of him, after learning about this, gave him the spiritual weapon without saying a word, and he will remember this feeling.

He smiled and said, "Thank you Puye girl, but please take it back."

He can't use it.

Spiritual artifacts are too expensive. He has Buddha Yehuo and Lingshan Leiyin himself, and basically has no need for spiritual artifacts, but this does not mean that other monks in the world of immortality do not need spiritual artifacts. On the contrary, every monk dreams of spiritual artifacts.

Qingque took out the spiritual weapon to help him at this time, even if he had no intention of doing so, it would be a big problem for those who cared.

For example...

"Brother? You borrowed the spiritual weapon from the Kunlun Sword Sect?" Puyang looked at him quietly, "You borrowed the spiritual weapon for that Fujiko to use?"

Now is the critical moment for the opening of the small world. As the representative of the sect of Wuyin Temple, if Puye accepts the Dream Soul Orb, he owes the Kunlun Sword Sect a favor. What will he have to pay it back?

Nature is the benefit of the small world!

But what is he doing with this Dream Soul Orb?Help Teng Xiaohong nourish her soul! !

If it spreads out, it will become a disciple of Wuyin Temple selling out the interests of the sect in order to covet a spiritual weapon! !

Qingque doesn't understand these things, but Puye doesn't believe that Ling Han can't see through, Yan Zijin can't see through, and Daoist Qinghu can't see through! !

They all understood this, but still asked Qingque to send the Dream Soul Orb, which was obviously digging a hole for him. The most helpless thing for Puye was that Qingque really thought it could help him, so they did so.

Pu Ye touched Pu Yang's head, looked at him gently, "Of course not."

Pu Yang's eyes are round, like grapes. He looked at the Pu Ye for a while before showing an embarrassed smile, "Well, I don't think senior brother would do that."

Puyang was picked up by Zen master Faru, and his experience is almost exactly the same as that of Puye. The only difference is that Puye is not a pure child, and has already had his own fixed three views, while Puyang is the standard sect Inheriting the concept of disciples, everything is focused on the sect, and he has always regarded Bodhisattva as his goal-not everyone can decide to go to the altar to teach the Dharma at the age of 12, and succeed at the age of 14.

So if Puye really accepted this Dream Soul Orb at this time, he would absolutely not accept it.

Qingque stared blankly at Boye, a little at a loss, she didn't understand, since the little monk needed it, and she had it, why didn't the little monk accept it?

Bo Ye looked at the bewildered blue sparrow, and the early morning light fell on her delicate face, as if it was covered with a light golden halo, Bo Ye smiled involuntarily, the smile was extremely soft and brilliant.

"Qingque, I accept your wish, but Boye, as a direct disciple of Wuyin Temple, must not harm justice because of selfishness at this critical moment."

Pu Ye grew up in Wuyin Temple for ten years. Even though he had no choice but to become a monk at the beginning, after more than ten years, Wuyin Temple has already become his home. , and even the nephews of the Hui generation have become his family.

They taught and raised him carefully, shielded him from the wind and rain, and helped him grow up. Naturally, he should repay them wholeheartedly and contribute his own strength to the sect.For example, at this moment, what he represents is no longer a simple individual, but the entire sect.

If Qingque had been brought out earlier, Puye would have followed without hesitation, but now, he can only refuse.

Seeing the dejected expression on Qing Que's face, Bo Ye felt guilty, and at the same time gave up the spirit weapon that could warm and nourish Xiao Hong's soul for the sake of the sect, and his mood became depressed. Of course, the smile on his face was still flawless , After reading the scriptures for ten years, it is already his instinct to be calm and calm.

"Is that so?" Qing Que drooped her head, "But I, I just want you to wear a wig in the small world, and I don't want to exchange for any resources..."

Puye can't laugh or cry, silly girl, let him wear a wig to promote Buddhism, which in itself is cheating him, okay?

Qing Que bit her lip, her face full of sadness, "Am I going too far? Little monk?"

"No, it's my fault." Bo Ye stretched out his hand, hesitated for a moment, and gently stroked Qing Que's hair hanging beside his cheek. "It's me who made the girl hurt."

Qing Que stared blankly at Bo Ye, threw herself into Bo Ye's arms, and sobbed softly.

Pu Ye was dumbfounded, he pulled Pu Yang vigorously with his free other hand, Pu Yang also seemed to be stunned, he didn't react until his sleeve was pulled, he quickly stretched out his hand, trying to pull his senior brother away.

But before he pulled away, Teng Ziyin came to Qing Que with a stride, and pulled Qing Que away like an eagle biting a chick. He smiled at Pu Ye, "I have something to talk to this girl."

Then the figure flashed and disappeared, leaving only Puye and Puyang looking at each other.

"Let go of me bastard!!"

Tengziyin threw Qingque aside casually, he flew so fast that he couldn't see the rocky island in an instant, he looked at Qingque calmly, "Give me the Dream Soul Orb, what do you want?"

Qingque was stunned, and then said angrily, "Why should I give it to you?!"

Tengziyin said as a matter of course, "I use you for Boye, so you might as well just give it to me!" Then he said sarcastically, "Or do you really have the idea of ​​making Boye owe you a favor, and want to give the dream to you?" The soul orb will be handed over to me by him?"

Qingque immediately retorted, "Of course not!!"

"Then just give it to me!"

Qingque took a deep breath and tried to restrain her anger, "For you?" She looked at Tengzi Yin, "Who are you?"

"..." Fujiko Yin belatedly recalled that he seemed to have been communicating with the girl in front of him as Teng Xiaohong, and never told her her real name.

But...why tell her?

He said, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I don't intend to erase Teng Xiaohong's soul."

Teng Xiaohong is the link connecting him and Boye, and also another self, why should he erase it?

"Since we don't erase it, then we must find a way to nourish his soul. It would be a pity if it just disappeared." He said casually, "One body with two souls, there has never been a similar legend before, I would like to see it." Let's see how far Teng Xiaohong can go."

Looking at the contemptuous smile on Fujiko Yin's face, Qing Que suddenly felt very cold.

Her anger melted like a tide, she was silent for a while, and then said, "This is a spiritual weapon after all, if you want to exchange it with me, at least you have to come up with something of equal value."

Fujiko Yin looked at Qing Que appreciatively, she regained her senses so quickly, isn't this girl so stupid!

Teng Ziyin thought for a while, "You are a swordsman. These days, looking at your temperament, I feel that there is a sword formula that is very suitable for you."

"Come here, I'll pass it on to you."

Qing Que looked at Teng Ziyin suspiciously, "Can't you just give it to Yu Jian?"

"The law is not passed on to the six ears." Tengziyin said flatly, "This is the best sword art, and the ordinary white jade slips can't bear the sword intent of this sword art at all."

Qing Que pursed her lips, thinking of Pu Ye, since this guy in front of him wanted to keep Teng Xiaohong, then for the sake of Teng Xiaohong and Pu Ye, he probably wouldn't do anything to him.

She took a few steps closer, staring at Fujiko Yin with piercing eyes.

Fujiko Yin raised his hand, and tapped Qingque's forehead with his slender fingers. In an instant, Qingque felt that the surrounding world was spinning, and it changed in the blink of an eye.

She came to a place full of battlefields, surrounded by fighting monks, the sky was filled with blood and the rays of magic weapons bloomed, and Qing Que was suddenly at a loss.

At this moment, she saw a young man in black hanging not far from the sky, looking carefully, it was Fujiko Yin.

Qing Que immediately wanted to lean over, but heard Teng Ziyin's voice from behind, "Look carefully."

Qing Que's whole body trembled, and at this moment, a man in white clothes and holding a long sword stood in front of Teng Ziyin in the distance, and shouted, "Old Devil Teng! Take the move!!"

Immediately, the long sword of the man in white burst into bright light, like a red sun jumping out of the horizon, like a dark cloud drifting away, and the stars suddenly appeared, like the end of a long night, and the sky poured down. The long night, passing through thousands of years, with ancient songs, exudes the sound of harmony between heaven and earth, silently and lightly.

The pupils of Qing Que's eyes shrank sharply, and the scene in front of her was instantly wiped out, leaving only white eyes, but the sword kept repeating in her mind, and the whole person was enchanted.

The white queen was blood red, and the gloomy red dyed the whole world, and the man in white was instantly submerged in blood and disappeared without a trace.

After a while, Qing Que came back to her senses, panting heavily, and looked at Teng Ziyin in disbelief, she still didn't ask who are you talking about.

Recalling that sword, Qingque murmured, "You killed that person?"

Tengziyin curled his lips, "It's a thief to be old and not die. That guy is actually more than ten thousand years old, even though he looks young. My blow can at most push him back, and it won't hurt him at all."

Qingque's face flushed immediately when she heard the words, she was extremely excited, and looked at Tengzi Yin with bright eyes, "What is this trick called?"

"This set of swordsmanship is called Qinglian Swordsmanship. It was originally a heaven-grade swordsmanship. It was modified by that old ghost and turned into a top-grade swordsmanship. The sword you saw was originally called Liansheng Wannian, but it was changed by him. Changed, and turned into Lianzi Qingqing." Tengziyin thought of the second-force swordsman who took his disciples to the territory he commanded to show off his power every day, and his brain hurt, "I also passed on to you the Qinglian Sword Art of Tianpin, Adding this top-grade sword art, is it enough to change a spirit weapon?"

Qing Que nodded again and again, without saying a word, she threw the Menghun Orb to Tengzi Yin, this time she made a lot of money, and she didn't quite understand it, but when she went back and showed her father, she would definitely be able to see more things!I believe that even my father can't say anything!

Playing with the Menghun Orb, Tengzi let out a sigh of relief, he didn't want to see Boye in trouble, so he simply shot himself, anyway... Anyway, he and Teng Xiaohong are one, for him as well as for himself!

After returning, Puye immediately learned of the deal between Fujiko Yin and Qingque.

He glanced at Qing Que worriedly, for fear that she would be deceived by the blood vine king, but then he felt that he was treating a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain, no matter what Fujiko Yin exchanged for the Dream Soul Orb, The purpose is to nourish Xiaohong's soul, no matter what, he should also be grateful to Fujiko Yin.

Of course, Tengziyin could notice the change in Puye's attitude. After realizing that Puye looked at him with a little alienation, Tengziyin was happy, and then leaked the words and told Puye the sword formula exchanged.

After Bo Ye heard this, he was speechless for a long time.

Exchange a top-grade sword art and a whole set of heavenly-grade swordsmanship for a spiritual tool that can only warm and nourish the soul... What a loss==

I don't know why, Bo Ye became anxious, and said in a hurry, "It's just a spirit weapon, and you can exchange such a sword formula. There are many spirit weapons in this world. When other seniors know about this, everyone will come with the spirit weapon Looking for you, your cultivation base is low, so what should I do?!"

As soon as the words were finished, Boye felt quite embarrassed, he was the one who had said something shallow, and he turned his head away uncomfortably, not to look at Teng Ziyin.

Fujiko Yin blinked, is Puye worried about him?

He stared blankly at Bo Ye's swollen red ears, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.

In the past, he was still jealous of Teng Xiaohong, and someone was always worried about him, but now... ahem, he finally felt this joyful feeling.

Stared at by Tengziyin's scorching gaze, Puye turned her head and glared at Puye. Seeing Puye's angry face, Tengziyin rolled her eyes, closed them, and opened them again, and she became Teng Xiaohong.

Teng Xiaohong pouted, "Master! Doesn't the master not want Xiaohong to nourish her soul?"

He grabs the bodhisattva by the sleeve and starts crying again ==

"Wow, wow, the master has a new favorite, don't want Xiao Hong to nourish her soul!! The master has turned bad! The master has abandoned Xiao Hong! Master, how can you treat Xiao Hong like this?!"

=mouth=! ! !Bodhisattva grabs the ground with his head, I don't think I can torture people in turn like this! !

Please let it go! !

That night, when Kong Hou took Su Yu and another Tianmen sect disciple to find Puye, Puye was extremely emaciated.

Kong Hou was startled.

Although she knew that Boye was anxious, she didn't expect it to have such a big impact!

She hesitated, "Zen Master, is it really all right?"

Puye is currently having a headache from being quarreled by Teng Xiaohong, and immediately ran out when he heard Kong Hou calling, "No problem, absolutely no problem! I'm going to make a divination right now!!"

In the middle of the night, with the star river shining brightly in the night, Bo Ye took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and the irritability and anxiety in his eyes disappeared.

He and Puyang, together with Konghou and Su Yu, the four of them worked together. After working hard for half the night, they finished drawing the formation, put away the materials one by one, sat down in the center of the formation, and began to close their eyes. Pranayama.

The real person Xianxin calculated a vague time point before, and now he needs to get the precise time. Boye only needs to continue divination according to the hexagram given by the real person Xianxin.

When the sun and the moon were shining together in the sky, and the Venus trembled, Bo Ye suddenly opened his eyes, and the scroll of the river picture on his waist floated silently in front of his eyes, and slowly unfolded.

Countless rivers flowed out and mixed with the sea water, the surrounding winds blew up, and the sky and the earth suddenly became dark.

Bo Ye's face was solemn, and he played out the golden formula in his hand from time to time, and his black eyes turned into a bright golden color, like the golden body of a Buddha, with a solemn treasure appearance. When it rolled, countless mysterious runes leaped out of the river water, spinning around Boye's body in a mysterious sequence.

And ten nautical miles away from this rocky island, Su Xin was also holding the astrolabe to calculate the weak points of the space barrier. The moment she played the formula, as if being pulled by something, the astrolabe suddenly turned into a starlight, pulled out Rise from the ground and rush to the sky!

Su Xin was shocked, she hurriedly ran after the astrolabe, the astrolabe had a long tail, like a comet, the bright starlight was dazzling, and the starlight could be seen in a radius of hundreds of nautical miles. Behind Su Xin, the Black Jiao King and Fa Jing also changed direction and galloped towards the direction where the astrolabe flew out.

While running, Fajing also tried to pull the black flood king's hind legs.

Here I want to explain that the Black Flood Dragon King is originally the Dragon King in the sea, so it is faster to recover his body in the sea than to fly in the sky, so he has already turned into a huge black dragon, and he is running fast in the water.

Even though Fa Jing is a little bit higher than the Black Jiao King, he is still a human being, not a dragon, so he always follows the Black Jiao King's ass to drink water. Now seeing the Black Jiao King speeding up again, he has no choice but to can speed up.

But the price of speeding up is that more spiritual power is consumed, and Fajing can only activate the tongue Dafa.

"Little Shuiyue! Why are you running so fast?! Your brother-in-law is too old for me to run anymore. You have a little compassion for the old and the young, so wait for your brother-in-law!"

The Black Flood Dragon King ignored him.

Fajing continued, "Young girl Suxin runs so fast, she is indeed my niece. I still remember that when we were guests at Fanhua Haiping, the wine made by girl Suxin was delicious. It was brewed from the Xingqing spring water obtained by Huang! Oops, I forgot that Su Xin only brewed that bottle, I guess the poor Shui Yueer has never drank it!! "A vein popped out of the Black Dragon King's forehead.

Fajing didn't seem to notice that there seemed to be sparks in the black dragon king's huge dragon's mouth, and he was still chattering, "Speaking of which, Suxin girl promised to make me a monk's suit last time, ah, she is such a filial and good niece! Poor girl! Old man, my monk’s robe is still distributed by the sect. It has been hundreds of years, and it can be fried in a frying pan. A certain unscrupulous brother-in-law never thought of the poor brother-in-law’s death for hundreds of years. I didn’t change my clothes, it really made me sad!!” The Black Flood Dragon King raised his head and gave Fajing a water spout without hesitation! !

He opened his eyes wide and roared, "Fajing is bald!! You haven't changed your clothes for hundreds of years?!"

Fajing took it for granted and said, "My wife and your sister have been dead for so long, of course no one makes clothes for me!!"

"The last time you threw yourself into my arms, you were obviously wearing a long red dress!"

"Oh? You said that women's clothing? Oh, I'm sorry, it was also transformed with the old man's oily monk's clothes!" Fajing smashed his mouth, "It feels good to throw yourself into your arms, no Thinking that although you look thin and flat like a coffin, you feel very good to the touch!"

"Fajing, you bastard!!" The Black Flood Dragon King went mad, and rushed towards Fajing, "I'll bite you to death!!"

"Ah, you vicious Shui Yueer! Are you going to let your poor brother-in-law go underground to meet your sister?!"

Accompanied by Fajing's crying, Yilong and the others deviated from the direction and walked away while beating.

After a long time, a person suddenly poked his head out of the water.

Immortal Huanhuo, the former owner of the Huanhai Pavilion, let out a long breath, "Huh, I never expected to meet the culprit of the blood wave here..."

He looked sternly at the direction where one person and one dragon were going away, and after a while, he murmured, "We can use this to blackmail Wuyin Temple in the future..."

Master Huanhuo sneered, withdrew his gaze from a distance, and looked towards the place where the comet fell, "Xianxin Xianxin, I want to see, what do you want to do by secretly letting the little apprentice run to this desolate sea area?!"

"No matter what it is, it must be messed up!"

Farther away, Immortal Xianxin, who was supposed to be in the Sea of ​​Wangqing, looked at the mirror in his hand with a smile, on which the gloomy and cold face of Immortal Huanhuo was clearly shown.

He stretched out his fingers, stroked the mirror gently, and said softly, "I thought you would die in the hands of that old dragon... But it's okay, you are my prey, how can you die in the hands of others? "

He put away the mirror, flicked his sleeves, and his figure disappeared instantly.