Zhenshanhai

The red candle lasted until dawn, and when the candle was extinguished, the faint sunlight slanted into the room, and the two people who were fitted together on the couch whispered a few words wrapped in the blanket, and finally got up.

When the two went out hand in hand, Wuyanzi and a group of devils were squatting on the porch of the Golden Palace, chatting with Ma Hong and others, knocking on melon seeds.

These years the world of practice has been shrouded in the shadow of demons and chaos. This time, I took the opportunity of the wedding to congratulate and gather in Jianyu. After one night, all the guests returned home happily, and only the Mozong stayed for half a day as in-laws.

Seeing the person coming out, the Yin-Yang Demon disciple jumped up and walked towards him with a smile on his face, he walked around the newcomer with his hands behind his back, looked around, shook his head and said, "According to me, Senior Sister, you should use the red candle lantern I gave you. To add to the fun, I also guarantee that it will not burn out for half a month..."

Ling Yi looked at him with a smile, "Is it itchy?"

When the Yin-Yang Demon disciple shrank his neck and began to pretend to be a quail, Ling Yi let her go in a good mood, and turned around to straighten his clothes for the little master.

"Master has important religious duties. I think he will take the demon disciples back to Guming Mountain at this time. I will go and have a look. You go to your work first, and I will look for you later."

Lin Pu nodded with a smile, exchanged some gentle words with her, and then went to the main peak with the disciples of the Xingtang who were waiting outside.

The excitement of the banquet has now all been withdrawn, and the three Supreme Elders are all present in the main hall. The blue-gray gloomy evil spirit flowing in front of the hall has woven into a cage, inside which is a ball of white jade-like liquid.

Yesterday was not only the day of the big wedding, but also the day when the punishment hall took the opportunity to collect the net to catch the evil criminal and the ghost.

Taking advantage of the excitement of the happy event, He Hengyuan personally led the team, secretly mobilized nearly fifty elders, and wiped out all the evil disciples lurking in the sect.

But even with a well-planned plan, the deputy elder of the Disciple Hall almost escaped.

It was Xie Yifei who drew the knife to cut off the cause and effect of the evil law, and Wu Lingzi used the extremely poisonous and chaotic yin energy as an auxiliary cage to trap this evil elder.

He Hengyuan pointed to the jade liquid in the cage and explained to the junior sister: "Only this person is a true disciple of the evil god's personal teaching and worshiping the Shinto method. All the ghosts in the sect are headed by him, and the restraint of the sea of ​​consciousness of the rest is also in his hands. .

At the moment when Yuanshen escaped after he committed suicide, the third senior sister was quick to cut off the causal chain of escape, and trapped him here. "

But after being captured, this evil person was not honest. He was punished to the extreme to extract a confession. Seeing that there was no hope of breaking free, his primordial spirit melted into this pool of flowing jade liquid.

Lin Pu walked up to the cage constructed by the chaotic yin energy and inspected it carefully.

This pool of white jade liquid seems to be alive, changing different shapes all the time.

Every few breaths, it will swell up and shrink like breathing, emitting fluorescent light, as if sending some signal to the outside.

"The spiritual message it transmits is completely different from our big world. It cannot be deciphered or intercepted. Only Xiao Liu's chaotic yin energy can completely cut off its connection with the outside world."

Ding Ding's powerful mind was spinning for a moment, and at the same time as countless spells were blasted down, Wu Lingzi's Yin Qi transformed into a cage and locked it up.

But just this breath was enough for the monster to silence all the ghosts except him.

The spiritual breath that came out at that moment may have alarmed the snake, but the matter has come to this point, at least all the evildoers lurking in the door have been caught, and it is not useless.

Xie Yifei slashed a blade of air through the prison cage and split it on the white jade liquid. The solution was cut apart, and a small piece was burnt out by the blade air with a sizzling sound. The rest of the liquid bubbled up and gathered into a ball again. .

She shook her head: "The White God is a foreign god after all, and the skills he passed down are evil, and we are thankless to him. What we can do now is to hinder his steps as much as possible, and no matter what, cut off his wings one by one It can't be wrong."

Although the pressure on the Chaos Sea is now reduced, the war is at a stalemate.

But those ghosts who came across the sea are after all experienced Guixians with outstanding vision. Even if their strength is greatly reduced, it is still difficult for the cultivators to fight against.

Xie Yifei can leave Yuanshen temporarily, but he can't leave for too long, and must rush back to sit in town in time.

She looked at Lin Pu and asked, "Xiao Qi, I heard that you are planning to go to Aqin through Ghost King Zong Xia Youming?"

Lin Pu nodded, "The ghost king under my seat sent back news that the fourth senior sister seemed to have found the white god stele in Netherworld. The head teacher said that the so-called Tiangangdisha forces under the command of evil gods in the practice world have almost disappeared in recent years. If you can’t find a good one, you will go to the Netherworld and become a disaster.”

The two worlds of yin and yang are separated like mirrors. Although they are independent and not connected to each other, if something happens on one side, the other side will inevitably be affected.

The forces of the evil gods have been plotting on the mainland for thousands of years, and they have drawn in a powerful foreign aid, the ghosts. The world of practice has long been aware of the existence of this force.

But in the last few hundred years, not only were Tianzong aware that they were gnawing at their roots, but all the plans of the Southern Wilderness and the human world also fell through.

Now, seeing that the biggest supporter who aided the ghosts and ghosts will be uprooted and extinct from the world, the evil god will definitely not let it go.

So, under the connection of a sacrifice to the gods, the White God sent down an oracle, instructing the believers to target the netherworld.

It was on the way to find Xie San more than a hundred years ago that Su Qin noticed the strangeness by mistake, followed this wave of evildoers and broke into the nether world.

Xie Yifei poked Wu Lingzi's shoulder with the handle of the knife: "Xiaoqi, take your sixth senior brother down with you when you set off. The nether world is dangerous, Ah Qin practices water techniques, and is most likely to be eroded by ghostly spirits and transform into a ghost. Six's chaotic yin energy may be able to help."

After she explained it in detail, she thought for a while and said, "Well, when you pass by, discuss with fellow Daoists of Ghost King Zong to see if you can pass on the site of the clan to me. look."

Wu Lingzi muttered: "Xie San, you feel sorry for others, why don't you know that you feel sorry for me, my injury is still not healed..."

Xie Yifei stared, and kicked his ass, "Even if you are half dead, you have to bring Aqin back!"

In the following days, the practice world was calm.

Xie Yifei returned to Dongji, while Wu Lingzi stayed in the sect to recuperate from his injuries.

Half of what Xie San said earlier was a joke, the ghost is dangerous, although she was worried about Su Qin, she would not seriously ignore it and ask the injured junior to accompany the younger junior sister to the danger.

After getting married, Lingyi lived in Jinxing Island permanently, and would return to Guming Mountain every few years.

The Central Continent Demon Palace was retained by the Demon Sect, and was solely managed by the Phaseless Demon Monarch, as a transit stop for the demon disciples in the central continent.

The devil's whereabouts and footprints are all over the mainland. After all, Guming Mountain is far away in the northern region, so it is not as convenient as the central region.

Over time, the scale of the Zhongzhou Wuxiang Demon Palace where Lingyi sits has gradually grown, and it seems to have the embryonic form of a small demon sect branch.

On Jinxing Island, Lian Yao, as a serious and upright elder sister, has a high prestige. Among the Jin Xiuliang talents sent by the disciple hall, she carefully selected a few people to report to the master.

After Lin Pu took the school exam, he also took these dolls under his door and taught Jin Xingdao Geng Jin Zhengfa.

Of course, she didn't teach them all at once, she was still perfecting this skill.

These children are still young after all, in the future, if there are outstanding disciples who are outstanding enough to be included in the ranks of the sect's true inheritance, they will be given a complete inheritance and carry forward the profound method of Jinxingdao.

The days of Qingxiu in the mountain are like gurgling water, and 20 years pass by in a blink of an eye.

But this kind of calm is like a harbinger of a storm, which makes people feel depressed.

In front of Jinxingdao Peak, Lin Pu stood on a high place on the cliff overlooking the ashram.

On the field, Jin Xiu's disciples lined up neatly, and there were all those holding bows, swords, spears and heavy halberds. They practiced under the watchful eyes of the master, and they did not dare to slack off at all.

A pair of white jade hands wrapped around her waist, Ling Yi hugged her from behind, leaned on her shoulder and exhaled like blue: "Still thinking about that demon news?"

The hatred of Tongquetai has been avenged since Tianzong killed ghosts, but Wuyanzi's hatred for ghosts has not diminished.

The demons in the mainland have cut off their roots, and the rest are scattered dogs hiding in small sects, not great weapons.

Since Wu Yanzi entered the sixth realm of dust, he applied for a law-breaking silver bell and went down the mountain to roam around to kill ghosts.

Every time he finds a ghost, Wuyanzi will feel hatred welling up, and his inner demons will show up.The inner demon can be refined by the demon disciple, and it is even more helpful for the disciples of the yin-yang demon.

While killing ghosts and responding to people, while cultivating diligently, the yin-yang demon lives comfortably.

At the same time, she often had spiritual contacts with Lin Pu.

From Wuyanzi's demon news, Lin Pu caught a glimpse of the howling wind and rain.

She turned around and held his wife's hand, pondered and said: "In this world, all living beings have always had two sides, good and evil, righteous and evil.

Now the practice world is calm, and all the ghosts and monsters have been hiding in the past. Not only Taoist Yuan Yao and the others can't find the evil ones, even the Yin-Yang Demon disciples who are best at provoking right and wrong can't find anything strange. I'm worried that there will be big movements in the nether world. "

The Netherworld is too large and boundless, and the Yin Division of Fengdu can't control it after years of endless wars, and the information that the ghost king under his command can perceive is limited.

The more chaotic the place, the easier it is to harbor evil people and practices.

Ling Yi put his arms around her neck, smiling brightly, "It's useless for you to worry about these things, you might as well care more about the people around you. Didn't you notice that my magic breath is in turmoil, and there are signs of breaking the situation?"

Lin Pu was slightly stunned, and said pleasantly, "Have you touched the threshold of happiness? So fast?"

"Hmm." Ling Yi stepped on her boots, grabbed the front of her boots and said dissatisfiedly, "I told you last night, did you listen carefully?"

"It's my fault. I was distracted and didn't pay attention at that time."

Lin Pu swallowed his throat, hugged her waist and said in a low voice, "Are you going to call out another magic thought to incarnate tonight?"

Lingyi picked her up with a half-smile, and Xiu Changyu pointed to her lower lip, "Why, is it not enough to enjoy the blessings of all people once?"

During the lingering teasing, a huge pressure of spiritual energy erupted from the back mountain, Lin Pu looked back, and sternly transmitted the sound to the disciples on the island: "It's all right, the sixth elder of the Supreme Supreme has left the customs, you continue your homework, don't be lazy. "After speaking, he went to the main peak with Ling Yi.

After Wu Lingzi left the customs, the few of them didn't delay any longer, entrusted one or two of the sect affairs to each other, greeted the head teacher, took the demon servant and set off.

Take out the ghost seal talisman paper and ignite it, and sure enough, as Qiu Sen said, immediately there is a little wandering ghost timidly coming out to lead the way.

Seeing that the little ghost was weak, Lin Pu took out the ghost seal and stamped it on him, the red light was bright, and the aura on the little ghost grew stronger with the naked eye.

Wu Lingzi was very interested in getting Guixi from his junior sister to play with for a while.

"Your seal is miraculous, but have you ever traced it to its source?"

Lin Pu shook his head, and told his senior brother about his past experiences. Wu Lingzi thought thoughtfully, "All the eminent monks of the Yangming Buddhist School know it. The seal of the seal may also be..."

While chatting, the clouds under my feet kept driving, and after a while, I came to a mountain depression.

The little ghost drew a talisman with his ghostly aura, and the talisman was completed. There was a slight ripple in the air in front of the mountain, and a green-skinned man with a stiff face like a dead man walked out of it.

He glanced at the crowd, and fixed his eyes on the little uncle, "Lin Pu? Qiu Sen mentioned you, come in."

In the yang world, living people have dealt with ghouls for a long time, and if they don't have treasures to protect their bodies, their bodies will be infected by ghost aura and corpse aura, turning them into monsters that are neither human nor ghost.

Ghost King Zong has his own skills to resolve this, but the sequelae will be the same as Qiu Sen, with a stiff face and bluish body, unable to convey human emotions through body language.

This is the case with the ghost king sect cultivator in front of him, and several people are not surprised by it.

Passing through a layer of landscape illusion to arrive at the site of Ghost King Zongzong, the inside is not as spooky as anyone imagined. Instead, the mountains are green, the water is green, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and it looks like any other paradise.

The only difference is that at a glance, there are countless lifelike statues of ferocious big ghosts standing on both sides of the main road.

But few of the statues are complete, and most of them are broken.

"My sect's inheritance has been broken, and the sect has withered, so it has been reduced to such a scene.

As for these statues, they are big ghosts who are related to our faction and served in the Netherworld, but many senior big ghosts fell in the Nether Rebellion ten thousand years ago..."

Although the monk who led the way had a stiff and scary face and a hoarse voice, his active explanation was also a gesture of kindness towards Lin Pu and others.

The Ghost King Sect has long since fallen, and the resources in the Sect's library are running low. Most of the young disciples in the Sect have left the Sect to wander after they cultivated to good fortune.

There are not many guarding the sect now, they are all Qiu Sen's uncles and teachers.

It was also a coincidence that Lin Pu and others came, the rest of the people were retreating, and only Feng Xun, the master in front of him, was on duty.

After leading the way to Tongming Terrace, Feng Xun asked several people to stand on it.

Wu Lingzi covered Lingyi and Ma Hong's bodies with a mist of chaotic yin energy to isolate the ghost energy, and the little master uncle had his own vestment that melted the ghost mask to transform the ghost energy.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Feng Xun flicked his fingers, and the 36 torches around him were lit with blue will-o'-the-wisps.

The ghost king had already set up a magic circle underneath to guide him, and Feng Xun's ten fingers changed and made a formula, chanting words in his mouth.

The daytime above the head was covered by dark clouds, the will-o'-the-wisps burned more and more vigorously, and the red magic circle lighted up on the Tongming Platform.

But in the next moment, there were crackling and crackling sounds from all around, and the last remaining statues of the big ghost in the Ghost King's Sect were all shattered into powder.

Feng Xun's chest exploded with blood, as if he had been severely injured and was blasted back into the pile of sculpture stones.

The red light on the Tongming Terrace no longer just stays on the table, but quickly spread out in all directions, and the surrounding scenery became blurred, as if a layer of double shadow was added out of thin air, overlapping with the real landscape.

At the same time, the white monuments of the evil gods rooted in the earth's veins lit up one after another in the great cave, and the red lines connected together to form a rough and incomplete evil magic circle that covered the entire big world.

The anchor stone monuments on the mainland are far from enough, but the shadows of countless white monuments appear densely in this double shadow added to the world!

Between reality and reality, countless white steles glowed red, and the eerie and complex evil formation gradually took shape, and the scene in the double shadows all around became clearer.

Seeing that the situation was not good, several people came down from the stage, Wu Lingzi and Ling Yi fled to the sky, their spiritual sense scattered and went in the opposite direction to explore.

Ma Hong dug Feng Xun's head out from the stone pile, and Lin Pu drove the wood spirit water element into his dantian to continue his life.

Feng Xun's chest was covered with blood, and his face was still expressionless, but his wide-open eyes were full of horror.

The surrounding landscape became more and more blurred, as if covered with a layer of blue-gray mist, and there were countless hazy figures in the mist, which looked ghostly.

Wu Lingzi and Ling Yi came back soon, and said solemnly: "The red light seems to connect a huge formation covering the continent. With the awareness of spiritual consciousness, the mountains and rivers are real, and the ghosts and ghosts that appear out of thin air seem to be real. I don't know what's going on with the overlap..."

Just as he was talking, the figure of a Yin army near Tongming Terrace gradually became clear. The ghost in the middle was wearing a cold armor, with a blue face and fangs, and a tall and burly figure, which was very familiar.

Lin Pu frowned: "I didn't call you, how did you come up?"

The ghost king hurriedly led his yin soldiers to salute his master, but he couldn't figure it out: "My subordinates don't know, we are waiting by the formation and waiting for the master to drive me. I don't know why we appeared here..."

Feng Xun's legs softened for a moment and was held up by Ma Hong, his voice was trembling and frightened, "The fusion of yang and darkness... This is the fusion of yang and darkness!"

"The two realms of Yin and Yang break the boundary and blend together, this is a sign of the destruction of the world! A catastrophe!"