Zhenshanhai

The male cultivator looked a little surprised when the person on the other side said the name of the true god.

Since he got the Taoism of worshiping gods, he has studied it intensively for many years, and has searched all over the world to trace the origin, and found out that the sacrifice of gods is the orthodoxy of the last era.It's just that it has declined now, and all the folks who have it are some swindling witches and gods.

Now I never thought that I would meet someone who really understands this way.

Seeing that the feathered blades nailing his limbs were connected into chains to bind himself, and the spear pressed on his heart turned into golden needles and pierced into the veins to swim to the dantian, he was not afraid and just smiled complacently.

"You don't understand. There are secret techniques in the Taoism of Worshiping Gods. I have a god in my body. Even if you have all kinds of methods of interrogation and torture, they will not be effective..."

But as soon as the words fell, Lin Pu's Gengjin True Yuan penetrated into his dantian, but it seemed to touch some restriction, and the male cultivator immediately let out a miserable howl!The sound was extremely shrill, like being crushed and scraped by a rusty blade of a broken knife, it made one's hair stand on end.

I saw his waist and abdomen twitch a few times and a small white vortex appeared, and the flesh and blood were pulled back with countless cracks.

The male cultivator prostrated himself on the ground, hunched his body against the suction of the vortex, raised his head and trembled in pain and panic, "Save me, save me! Kill me!"

"Be careful!" Ling Yi used the demon vine to roll Lin Pu to his side and retreated a few steps together, avoiding the suction force and strong light that the male cultivator's waist and abdomen instantly expanded.

When I looked closely again, the flesh and blood all over the man's body had been condensed into a sticky white mud that looked quite resilient.After a while, the white mud began to squirm, and even the surrounding branches and leaves of the sacred tree and the ruins of the demon palace began to fade.

Like a wet oil painting scroll, the dark blue moss vines and the lush greenness of the sapwood branches and leaves on the demon palace all turned into flowing dyes, converging on a small ball of white mud.

The cover of the years disappeared, and the demon palace glowed with the brilliance of the past.

However, the former brilliance of the palace only appeared for a moment, and the sight of Zhumen Stanley and gilt colored buildings began to fade.

In just a moment, with this squirming white mud as the center, the surrounding area faded into a piece of snow white.

"what is this?"

The witch took two steps back in surprise, and the whiteness spread to her feet, even though the Xiaguang flying sword flew into the air under her feet, it did not touch the branches.

But the spiritual energy all over his body was still sucked out uncontrollably, turning into rippling spiritual energy and flowing towards the strange white mud.

Lin Pu quickly called out the black coffin, grabbed Lingyi's waist and jumped up.

The entire sacred wood tree hall has slowly faded to white, and all the colors have been absorbed by the soft white mud.

But the strange thing is that the surrounding branches, leaves, trunks and palaces are all as eerie and pale as the skin of dead people's bones, but the wriggling mud is pure and transparent jade white.

This jade-white ball exudes a sacred and crystal radiance, which makes people feel an uncontrollable reverence from the bottom of their hearts when they look at it, and they want to worship it.

Fortunately, the black coffin is still stable, the rich and glowing ink confronts the white that sucks the spiritual energy of all colors, and it is impossible to tell which is superior, and the stalemate persists.

Ling Yi leaned on the person beside him, called out Hanque, and said, "Gengjin Guyuan is the strongest, you help me, I'll go and see the situation outside."

After speaking, the spiritual consciousness attached to the bird's body, and the body fell limp, and the bird cried softly, breaking through the white branches and leaves and flying into the sky!

Lin Pu hurriedly hugged the witch's body and spread out her golden wings to protect her. Immediately, she was possessed with spirits and rushed to Hanque's body in an instant to form a light golden light shield.

In the village at the foot of the Shenmu, densely packed crowds were kneeling down to the "miracle descended into the world" tree, and the white color had spread to the lower end of the Panmeng Wujiu tree.

Before he could take a closer look, Hanque was pulled back by the golden light on his body surface.

As soon as Ling Yi returned to his body and opened his eyes, he saw the ball of white mud squirming, and was blocked by the black coffin.

Lin Pu hurriedly pushed her away, "The white mud swallowed the suppressed demon, and the ink coffin can't hold it down anymore!"

Before I had time to say more, the little martial uncle turned into a golden light and also got into the black coffin.

"Eh!"

Ling Yi stretched out his hand and didn't catch anyone, and said angrily, "You fool! The black coffin can't be held down, what are you going to do?" After speaking, he stomped his feet, hesitated for a moment, and followed Lin Pu's figure into the coffin.

There is a cave hidden in the ink coffin, and it is the first time for the witch to come in.

When she stood firm and looked up, she saw that there was a sea of ​​ghost mist with no boundaries around her, and the place where she landed was a golden sandy island.

There was a huge black reef on the other side of the beach, and Lin Pu stood motionless on it.

Just as the witch was about to take a step, a golden light hit the rock.

In the misty gray fog, two torrents of identical golden arrows appeared fighting together, and below, there were two golden lights catching each other and fighting each other.

After fighting fiercely for a long time, they separated, and saw that the reef was smashed, and a trench was cut off from the middle.

The witch stopped in her tracks, and there were two identical people standing on the stones on both sides of the ditch.

He also has golden wings on his back, a solemn face, and a golden spear in his hand.From the eyebrows to the clothes, even the sword and feather palace sash hanging around the waist, even the appearance hovering on the shoulders is exactly the same.

Ling Yi narrowed his eyes and walked towards the reef.

The little uncle on the left quickly reminded: "Sister Lingyi, be careful! This person's skills are just as good as mine!"

The guy on the right inadvertently took a step back in the direction of the witch.

Without even thinking about it, Ling Yi shot with all his strength, and a flying sword in the raging sea mixed with a ray of light attacked the reef on the left. The tide receded, and the reef was smashed to pieces, leaving only a puddle of white mud.

It was as if an invisible person was squeezing the mud. After a few strokes, the mud took on a shape again, and then swelled up. After a few breaths, it became Lin Pu again.

It's just that this time the clay figurine was not colored, and imitated the transformation of the little uncle, the skin of the whole body, the wings and the clothes are all translucent jade white.

The witch flashed to the rock on the right, and glanced at Lin Pu: "Are you okay?"

During the battle, Lin Pu never talked nonsense.

Meeting someone who is exactly like him, and worrying that there are some weird demons on his body that will hurt others, is the real little master of Jianyu.

Lin Pu nodded, frowned at the white "self" opposite and asked, "What are you?"

That white Lin Pu smiled, even his pupils and hair were white, he smiled peacefully and gently, "I am you, a more perfect you."

After finishing speaking, a soft light glowed around "she", and she asked curiously, "Lin Pu... We don't have your name in our memory, how did you know the name of the true god?"

Without waiting for her to answer, she turned her head and said to herself in doubt, "Your black coffin is interesting. I think I've seen it somewhere before. Were you beaten to death by us? Or did you escape without dying?" ..."

This "Bai Linpu" seemed to be out of his mind, so the witch nudged the little uncle with her elbow, "What stupid thing did she say?"

Lin Pu thought about it, and said to the witch: "The elder I brought you to meet earlier has enmity with this evil god. Besides, the fourth senior sister told me that under the Imperial Prison of Fancheng and Yushan, there is a piece that was killed by the senior. A wordless white jade stele that was suppressed by an expert."

Ling Yi understood as soon as he heard this.

Presumably, the dragon robe senior they met in Fancheng earlier had confronted this evil god believer before, and the dragon robe senior Xu had lost once in their hands.

This "Bai Linpu" mistook the little uncle for the previous owner of the black coffin.

"Bai Linpu" shook his head and said to the two cheerfully, "You are very blessed to know the existence of the true God. Would you like to take refuge?"

The witch looked at the fool and said: "You just killed a priest in front of us, and used his flesh and soul to conjure a monster like you, and now you want us to convert and follow in the footsteps?"

"Bai Linpu" said with a peaceful smile, "You don't understand, but it's his great honor to be able to contribute to the true god's presence."

Ling Yi got impatient and broke up with her again.If you have a bad brain, you can just say that you can't accept it.

With one move, the sea of ​​ghost fog rises in waves, and the Xiaguang Feijian turns into a red glow all over the sky, ready to go.

Seeing this situation, "Bai Linpu" did not change his expression, maybe he had the chance to win, and he still looked happy.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to listen to my teachings and convert to the true god. If you don't have the blessing to listen to the magic of the fairy music, you can still worship the god in the flesh."

After finishing speaking, the white figure showed a satisfied smile and sighed, and the figure scattered as if the skeleton had been removed, and turned into a ball of white mud again, and then slowly condensed half a stone tablet.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the feathered blades lurking past connected into sharp lock blades to bind the stele, and the witch then launched several attacks and smashed it down!

But when the precious light dissipated, several cracks appeared on the stele, but Lin Pu fell down with a cry of pain.

"What's wrong?" Ling Yi was startled, and hurried forward to check her injuries.

Lin Pu endured the shocking pain from the Sea of ​​Consciousness, tightly grasped the witch's hand, and said with difficulty, "What she said just now is correct, she is indeed me... all the attacks on the stele in this black coffin hole, Half of the dispersion has shifted to me."

The evil god's Taoism is strange and extraordinary, and the male cultivator is just a puppet standing in front of him.

He thought that he had cultivated the supreme and righteous Dharma, but in fact he turned himself into a flesh and blood primer that could be activated at any time.

And the real Baishen sacrifice is the monster that Lin Pu and the Witch teamed up to deceive and put into the black coffin.

The monster was imprisoned in the cave, cut off contact with the outside world, and the original plan was also disrupted.But fortunately, the arrangement of thousands of years is almost enough, so it was launched in advance to turn the male cultivator into fleshy white clay.

The demon couldn't break through the black coffin, so he refined himself into Lin Pu's divine consciousness.In other words, he transformed himself into an incarnation of Lin Pu, an uncontrollable projection of divine consciousness that resides below the body.

This is also the reason why Lin Pu had to project his body into the black coffin cave to suppress the demons' abnormal movements.But in this way, if you want to clear this stone tablet that is about to be formed, you must kill the main body.

After tens of thousands of years of planning, the ghost liberated two wordless steles. Now that the young master Jianyu has condensed one of them, how can she have the face to meet her fellow Tianzong?

There is also the blood feud in the Era of the Gods, the sacrificial mother-in-law raised her so big, she was not asked to help the evil god White Demon!

Lin Pu gritted his teeth, condensed out the golden spear in his hand, and pierced into the stele with one shot.

At this time, the wordless white tablet hadn't been completely condensed, and it was easily broken by a sharp knife. Lin Pu felt a sharp pain, and immediately vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Ling Yi quickly stepped forward to hold him back, Lin Pu struggled and said, "Sister, let me go! I can't let this thing condense completely, even if I die, I will destroy it first..."

"Whether I'm dead or not will be discussed later, you send me out first!"

Lin Pu felt a stabbing pain in his chest, and his heartbeat seemed to have stopped for a moment, followed by an unspeakable tremor and soreness, and as soon as he let go, the golden spear fell to the ground with a crisp clang.

"Okay. I'll take you out."

Ling Yi pulled her to say something more, but she was moved out the next moment.

Two drops of hot tears fell on the sand, Lin Pu wiped her eyes, the golden spear flew into her hand again, she raised her head, her complexion was somber, her eyes were cold and violent.

As if aware of the owner's depressed and resentful emotions, the fearful cries of ghosts came from the sea of ​​cloudy mist around the isolated island, and then the golden light split the black sky, and the stone tablet was shattered from the center and split into pieces.

Lin Pu felt as if he had been hit hard, his sea of ​​consciousness exploded and he threw his head up and flew out, bleeding all over the ground.

There was a big hole in the black coffin, a ray of light came in, the water wave stagnated in the air for a moment, the witch cursed and rushed down angrily, pouring the elixir into Lin Pu's mouth like it was worthless.

"Didn't I tell you later? You are in a hurry to reincarnate!"

Lin Pu's face was covered with spit-up blood, and he held the witch's hand weakly, "Sister Lingyi, don't you want to abandon me?"

Lingyi was anxious and angry, wanted to shake off her hand but was afraid that a slight vibration would kill her heart, and said aggrievedly: "I'll let you die! It's a demon and an evil god, I can run away ?"

Seeing the dim eyes of the person in her arms dissipate like fog in an instant, and the sky filled with starlight once again, Lingyi used water to protect her heart, and unconsciously slowed down her tone.

"This demon is planning to conceive and raise the god tree for thousands of years outside, and he must want to extract the huge wooden element of the Wugui tree to condense the wordless stone tablet of the evil god.

I went outside to take a look, and if I expected him to be right, he was imprisoned by you in the black coffin cave by accident, and he couldn't get the spiritual power from outside, so he refined himself into an incarnation of your divine consciousness, just to continue through you. Absorb Muyuan..."

After Ling Yi left the cave, he found that the entire ancient tree that covered the sky had been slowly fading.Muyuan around Panmeng Wujiumu is turning into strange dyes of various colors, continuously gathering on the black coffin.

The torn stone tablet in the distance slowly moved closer and reunited, but the witch dared not attack, for fear of hurting the person in her arms and aggravating the injury.

"Since the stone tablet of the evil god absorbs the wood essence through your body, it stands to reason that you can also cut it off. A Pu," she softly called out, "Check carefully, the spirit essence of the god wood must have been disguised by a demon. I didn't tell you to notice it after..."

Ling Yi was distracted while protecting her heart while thinking and talking, but her sleeve was pulled lightly, she lowered her head, Lin Pu's breath was weak, but her eyes were shining.

The witch was a little soft-hearted, "What's wrong?"

"Sister Lingyi, you call me so nicely, can you call me again?"

Ling Yi was angry and funny, and patted her, "You can climb up the pole, the speed of the stele's solidification has accelerated, hurry up!"

Lin Pu closed his eyes as soon as he saw it, and quickly closed his eyes as he held the hand of the witch, going to search for Mu Yuan who was disguised by the demon.

Lingyi's beautiful eyes turned around, and she glanced at the clasped hands, her eyes were filled with a smile, and the corners of her lips curled up without drawing back.But then he seemed to think of something again, pursed his lips, and his smile faded away.

Lin Pu kept his mind introverted and sank into the sea of ​​consciousness and meridians.Gengjin Lingyuan is intertwined into a net of golden needles, running through the veins of the dantian bit by bit.

After a while, it was found on the Dao foundation that there were a few different streams of spiritual energy disguised as the original Muyuan.

It's also a coincidence that Lin Pu was concentrating the intention of the wood to shoot arrows, and there was no wood species in his dantian, so the wood spirit cultivated in his body was too messy.

The wooden elements scattered around in the dantian are not as pure and orderly as the gold and water elements, nor are they as abrupt and conspicuous as the fire and earth elements.

After finding the clue, the next step will be easy.

Jin Xingdaoji intercepted, water species assisted, and the Panmeng Wugui Mu Lingyuan that the demon wanted to introduce through her body was all stopped by her.

As the Wanxiang Kungfu was running, Xiao Wanxiang let out a joyful cry in his dantian, plunged headfirst into the Muyuan torrent and began to help his master condense the Muxing Spirit Seed.

This time Lin Pu retreated and hit the big pass, and it took one Jiazi to pass.

The witch was bored today and called out the water mirror. She took a selfie in the mirror and changed into a long fairy dress. She turned around and looked at it, but she was not very satisfied.

She has worn thousands of beautiful dresses in the mustard bag, and she has no beautiful clothes to change for a long time.

Just as he was worrying, he heard a strange cracking sound from the gap on the ceiling of the black coffin hole.

Ling Yi flashed outside in an instant, and saw the already faded and completely white Shenmu Demon Palace vibrate a few times, the spiritual energy overflowed, and all vitality was extinguished, like a whimper in the dark, and instantly turned into flying ash sweeping the sky and the earth.

The Wujian wood was annihilated and turned into ashes, a black coffin fell from the sky, the witch hurriedly held it up, found a remote corner to put it down, cast another concealment spell, and then got in through the crack in the coffin lid.

Lin Pu sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, with a golden spear resting on his knees.

Ling Yi squinted his eyes, leaned in front of Jian Yu's junior uncle, grabbed her cheeks with his hands and pinched her cheeks, and muttered angrily, "Wake up or wake up, grandma will leave you alone tomorrow... ..."

She did not know how many times she had said this.

After rubbing for a while to vent her anger, the witch sighed: "Lin Tietou, I guess I really owed you in my previous life. After these decades, I should have paid it off and told you to owe me!"

As soon as she turned around, her hands were pulled, and a soft body lay on her back, only to hear a flattering chuckle in her ear: "I owe my sister, how about I promise you with my body?"

What the little master closed is not a death test, she can perceive all the external affairs of Jiazi.

The witch kept her for 60 years.

The author has something to say:

In the first ten years, I went out for two laps every once in a while and came back.

Ling Yi: It's really annoying, why don't there be any disciples from the Sword Field who pass by?

The second decade.

Ling Yi: Ahhh, I'm so annoying!Why should I guard you here! ! !

The third decade.There was a pile of small stones on the ground, and the witches threw them on Lin Pu's forehead and heart feathers one by one.

Lingyi: How long will I have to stay, when will you wake up...

Fourth decade.Every time the witch wakes up from practice, she gets angry when she sees Lin Tietou who is motionless.

Lingyi: Aunt and grandma don't serve you anymore!

Flying for a few miles, it stopped again, and a sword light slashed at the casual cultivator who wanted to break the coffin to get the treasure. Angrily, he went into the cave and kicked Lin Pu lightly, and sat down depressed.

Fifth decade.

Ling Yi: Let me see how your Yushan Sword Feather message was passed on. Why do you want me to guard their master and uncle here?Not my ancestors...

Hands up and down, "Well, although you are not as good as me, you are still good-looking... pinch again..."

Sixth decade.

Practice practice practice.

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