Immortals come on the moon

I saw the long halberd getting smaller and smaller, turning into a silver light and flying into Gong Zilan's hand. Gong Zilan threw it to him, and he took it subconsciously, but it was cold.

"This is the clone of the Tongtian Halberd. After entering the illusion array, it can help you find the location of the Tongtian Halberd."

A small Tongtian Halberd melted into his palm, Song Minhuan asked: "You hid the clone of the Tongtian Halberd here, did you prepare it before?"

"No," Gong Zilan explained, "I put the clone of the Tongtian Halberd in more than one place. It was just in case, but I didn't expect it to come in handy now."

"This is the closest place, so I'll bring you here."

Song Minhuan reached out and wiped away the sand on the wall. Not only were their gods carved here, but Jun Yuenu's were also carved here. Jun Yuenu's sense of presence among the four of them was very low.

He looked at the murals in the underground palace for a while, and there was a lot of dust on them.It used to be a temple here, but later it was buried by dust. They disappeared underground and no one cares about them.

When they stepped out of the underground palace, the bronze door slowly closed, and the eyes of the three-eyed fire phoenix and six-armed blue luan above were dimmed.The copper ring knocked on the bronze door, slowly and repeatedly, and the thick sound echoed along the long stone steps.

"What was the mission you mentioned yesterday?" Song Minhuan asked.

The two of them went back with swords, and took a carriage instead of outside the city. Young Master Lan replied, "So I saw an evil spirit in a mansion, and I wanted you to go there to solve it. You didn't come back yesterday. Before I left, I saw A disciple of cultivating immortals has passed by."

"It is estimated that it has been dealt with."

Gong Zilan: "Jun Yuenu has appeared by your side frequently recently, you should be careful on weekdays, maybe he will attack you before Wangushan."

With this casual tone, he wasn't actually worried that he would be caught?

As if seeing what he was thinking, Gong Zilan laughed, "Your cultivation is different from before, and if you are arrested like this, then you are a waste."

Song Minhuan: "..."

He didn't know how many times he had heard the word "waste". It's okay to use the aggressive method once or twice, but the same aggressive method has been used...it really works.

Song Minhuan's face turned a little indifferent, he had already killed several clones of Jun Yuenu, if Jun Yuenu only used his clones to come over now, he wouldn't be able to move him at all.

The two of them did not go to Zhanmeng City again, and then Young Master Lan took him to the next city, and they went to meet Mu Yinfengyuan.

Mu Yin and Feng Yuan are now in Tuwei City, which has recently been infiltrated with evil spirits from the ghost world. Those evil spirits confuse people in the name of holy kings and make them take the initiative to sacrifice for them.

"Why are they willing to offer sacrifices?" Young Master Lan said, "Very few people can live a smooth and worry-free life. There are always regrets when the moon is full and waxing. When those regrets are magnified, they become obsessions that cannot be let go."

"The dead want to see their former wives, the deceased want to see their parents again, the hated want to hate, the downcast want to climb out of the quagmire, the powerful want to keep their high positions all their lives... There is greed, hatred and ignorance in their hearts. Resentment and hatred, these will be magnified and used by evil spirits, and become the best bait to lure them to sacrifice."

"The name of Shengjun is because... you have become famous in the twelve states recently, and it is most suitable to use you. This will cause other people who hear about it to be dissatisfied with you, and Xianmen will also send people to deal with this matter. When the time comes Make you mess up."

After Gong Zilan said these lightly, he just randomly guessed the direction of the development of the matter, many of which could not be connected with cause and effect, but he knew that what Gong Zilan said was right.

People are easily deceived by gossip, and very few can see the truth behind the scenes, they can only see the surface.

"Master Feng Yuan and the others have finished dealing with it?" he asked.

"Probably not yet," Young Master Lan said, "We'll find out when we go."

It took ten days to go to Tuwei City. On the way, he and Gongzi Lan eliminated many evil spirits.

In the city, if you see a young man wearing a mask with evil curses and narcissus in the corner of his eye, a young man with a long sword with a sword pattern, and a white robe of moonlight, this is the rumored reincarnated sage.

Rumor has it that the sage has a clean appearance and a dignified character, with a pattern of guarding the way on the sword pattern, cutting a mountain and river with the sword, and guarding the cities of the twelve states.

Song Minhuan and Gongzi Lan arrived at the inn on the tenth day. They saw Mu Yin and Feng Yuan, and the three-eyed female ghost was also there, and she seemed to be waiting for them.

"The evil spirits in the city have been resolved?"

Feng Yuan shook her head, "Not yet, they seem to have received the news, and there has been no movement for the past two days."

"However, Mu Yin has already inquired about the news. Tomorrow night, they will sacrifice at a hidden stake in the city. They have captured 49 girls under the age of sixteen, and they will use the girls to sacrifice to the evil god."

The evil god is Shuozhou. On the surface, he uses the name of the sage, but in fact it is the evil god who sacrifices.

In the ghost world, the status of Shuozhou and Junyuenu is equivalent to that of the young masters Lan and Changle in the Twelve States, but most of the believers are little ghosts, the real family of the ghost world...they themselves want to replace the gate of the twelve nights. Location.

In Mu Yin's hand is a handful of red tassel oiled silk threads, these threads are connected to the puppets, and the puppets are now hidden in the pile, they can monitor every move of the evil spirit.

"Many families in the city have lost their daughters, and some of them belong to rich families... They are looking for someone now. If they can't find them in the past two days, they should report the matter to Xianmen."

"They will do it tomorrow, I'm afraid it's already too late, and Xianmen may not be able to come in time."

"That's it," Feng Yuan's eyes fell on him, she seemed to hesitate to speak, she paused for a while before saying, "Shanshan, these evil spirits are using your appearance... They use your identity to confuse these girls. "

Song Minhuan was taken aback when he heard the words, he didn't know about this, his appearance...how did he know about these evil spirits?

"Everyone in the Gate of Twelve Nights has seen you before, so it's too easy to reveal your identity," Gong Zilan raised his eyebrows, amused, "So all those girls followed?"

Feng Yuan nodded, "They thought they saw the rumored Sage Monarch, they were young, although there were a few who didn't believe it...but most of them followed suit."

They thought that they saw the rumored sage with great anticipation, but they didn't know that what awaited them was to become sacrifices to evil gods.

"Boy, you caused trouble," Gong Zilan said to him, "Tomorrow, I will clean up the mess myself."

He didn't care about his business, but he would definitely take care of it. Song Minhuan ignored Young Master Lan and asked Feng Yuan, "What time is it tomorrow? Where is it?"

"We will go there with you at night," Feng Yuan said, "They will take action tomorrow, in case they receive the news and act early, we will go there today."

It would be torture for those girls to stay in the hidden pile for one more day, so rescue them as soon as possible.

"Okay, Song Minhuan agreed, he obeyed Feng Yuan's arrangement, remembered what happened a few days ago, and opened his mouth.

"Master Fengyuan, have you heard of the thousand-eyed curse?"

"Thousand-eyed evil curse?" Feng Yuan recalled and nodded, "This evil curse existed 3000 years ago. It turned out that a city was infected with this evil curse... The thousand-eyed evil curse is contagious like a plague. I didn't know it at the time. The source, Lan and I went to find out the source of the curse, and after killing the source of the curse, the curse was undone."

Gong Zilan guessed what he was going to say, and lazily said: "At that time, the source of the curse we found was in a man. The man's wife died of illness, and his son also died later. He was alone, and his body was infected with the source of the curse... …when he knelt down and begged us to kill him."

"Do you suspect that the source of the curse at that time might be the Holy Monarch? We have also thought about this. Even if it is him, we have nothing to do... The blood of the Ru Taki clan was the closest to the gods, and it was also the most unfathomable."

"Their family showed compassion and kindness to the fullest. We killed the Holy King...but the Holy King still exists."

Gong Zilan: "Jun Yue Nu may be the Holy King, but the Holy King is not Jun Yue Nu. I say that, do you understand what I mean?"

Song Minhuan always felt that something was wrong. He had heard the legend of the Holy King, who disappeared after handing over his people to the human race, and never heard of him again.

"Have you seen the Holy King?"

Gong Zilan recalled, "We have always regarded Jun Yuenu as a sage. Of course we have met Jun Yuenu, but you say the real sage... I don't know if Jun Yuenu's face is his original appearance."

"I saw it once before," Feng Yuan said, "When I was young, our clan visited Ru Long."

As she spoke, she dipped her finger in the tea and drew a portrait on the paper. With a few strokes, Jun Yuenu's expression was drawn.

"I've seen this face before," Song Minhuan said. "In the swordsmanship competition, he pretended to be a guard of the Presbyterian Church and took me away. At that time, he showed his face."

"It's useless to know his appearance," Gong Zilan said indifferently, "He has pretended to be too many people in the world... His real body can also pretend to be anyone."

"He is Xu Wanqin's adoptive father. Whose sect did Xu Wanqin join at Haoyue Peak?"

Song Minhuan was stunned for a while when he heard the words, and understood what Gong Zilan meant.

"Xu Wanqin joined the sect of Elder Fengxin, but he was rescued by Elder Xuanji, who taught him the art of bone refining...Elder Xuanji may also be one of Jun Yuenu's identities."

"It's not too stupid," Gong Zilan sneered, "there is no such thing as bone refining in the world, it's just the bloodline ability of the Rulong clan, not to mention the bloodline of the Holy Monarch, in the current world, no one can rival him. "

But after Changle came out, Changle existed as if proving the Tao, even if it was the most humble bloodline... In the end, he fought back all the way and became the leader.

Song Minhuan recalled Jun Yuenu's face, he had met Jun Yuenu's avatars many times, they were all small wooden figures, so far he didn't know if Shijun was also an avatar.

So where is the real "Jun Yue Slave"?

"Tell me, could it be that the source of the curse you killed...was also one of his avatars?"

Song Minhuan: "I was in the phantom formation, and the woman was under the curse of the Thousand Eyes. I killed that woman and couldn't get out. Except for the curse on her body, she died with her, and I returned to the phantom formation. ...There is only one possibility left, unless I take the evil curse instead of that woman."

"However, this evil curse appeared 3000 years ago. Everything is too coincidental. If the man is the clone of the Holy King, everything will make sense."

The holy king sacrificed himself for others, he took care of the woman and the little boy, absorbed the evil spell himself, and Jun Yuenu arranged the same phantom array as 3000 years ago... It is also because he is called "the reincarnated holy king".