There are many ghosts on the road of alms

Before the memory was unsealed, Chu Liu borrowed the power of the old banyan tree to save a ghost. At that time, he only used blood and meager internal energy. It is good, but it is no problem to let the old banyan tree take away Zhang Feng's vitality.

After the handprints are formed on the sixth day of the lunar new year, green light spots, like fireflies, slowly float from afar.

Zhang Feng had never seen this scene before, but when he thought of the old banyan tree coming back to life and sprouting new shoots, he immediately thought that it had something to do with the sixth day of the lunar new year.

"Do you think it's very novel? Back then, the grand ceremonies of the winter and summer solstice were all built around the old banyan tree. I was worried that you would sign a contract with the tree spirit of the old banyan tree, or destroy it completely, but I didn't expect you to do so." I will let it develop freely, I should really thank you."

When Zhang Feng heard Chu Liu's words, the corners of Zhang Feng's mouth trembled.At that time, their aristocratic family didn't pay attention to the value of the tree in order to win the benefits of the grand ceremony. Now that they think about it, their intestines are full of regret.

Chu Liu stretched out his hand to let the light spots move around her body one by one. When Liu turned his palms down and pointed his fingers at Zhang Feng, all the light spots surged up as if they had received an order.

Zhang Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he used the sword in his hand to hold a sword flower, trying to block those light spots, but found that the light spots directly passed through the sword body as if they had no entity.

The approaching light spots made Zhang Feng clearly feel the loss of vitality.

"Little girl, don't go too far!" Zhang Feng is really a little timid. He has lived in vain for so many years, all he wants to do is to live longer. If he is deprived of his vitality at this time, everything will be over.

However, the sixth day at this time was not the soft-hearted one, so naturally she would not let Zhang Feng go like this.

"You're telling me it's too much now? Why didn't you think it was too much when you brutally killed those innocent people before? Why didn't you think it was too much when you smashed, looted and burned the thousand-year-old temple!"

"Those beasts outside...the creatures were Yuan Yewang's idea. He poisoned the stream and wanted to use their fur, tendons, and bones to do business. I'm not interested in that." Zhang Feng kept avoiding the green light, and even used the disciples of the aristocratic family to do business. body to block.

"Whether you are interested or not, you have to die today!" Chu Liu held the ghost hook in his hand, blocking Zhang Feng's retreat.

The green light spot penetrated the body of a disciple of an aristocratic family, chasing after him.

Seeing that Zhang Feng was surrounded by green light and had nowhere to escape, he gritted his teeth and confronted Chu Liu.The light and shadow intertwine, and the raindrops are getting bigger and bigger.

Chu Liu's melee combat can be said to be outstanding, coupled with the protection of Yin Qi at this time, Zhang Feng was continuously sucked in vitality, and his speed slowed down.When he got to the back, Chu Liu saw the gap, snatched the weapon from his hand, and pierced his heart with a backhanded sword.

"I've lived for so many years, and finally I lost to you, a little girl. If I found out that there was Yin Qi in your body during the Dao Discussion Conference, I would definitely do everything possible to kill you, cough cough." Zhang Feng He looked at Chu Liu with a ferocious expression, and black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, which was obviously backlashed by the secret technique.

"Unfortunately, you have no chance."

Chu Liu looked at Zhang Feng's resentful eyes, let go of the wooden sword in his hand, and turned to hold the ghost hook with both hands, split Zhang Feng's soul in half from top to bottom, and watched him dissipate into the air with the cold wind , both body and soul are destroyed.

Seeing that the two patriarchs had died in the hands of Chu Liu, and only Patriarch Liu was left dying, the disciples of the aristocratic family retreated in their hearts, and some even knelt down and begged for mercy, begging Chu Liu to let them go .

Chu Liu glanced sideways, then retracted his gaze, and walked towards Liu Chenggu without saying a word.

Seeing that Chu Liu didn't order to stop, the ghost cultivators happily tortured and killed the disciples who gave up resistance one after another, constantly praising Chu Liu's "competence" as the ghost king.

"Since the two immortals have passed away, let me ask you one last time, abbot, should we save or not?" Chu Liu brushed back his long hair, and pressed Liu Chenggu who was lying on the ground against the wall. , Gradually increase the strength in the hand.

Liu Chenggu's face was flushed red, and he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "I... can't... save it, you... give up!"

The yin energy on Chu Liu's body suddenly exploded, and even the strength of his hands became much stronger, and Liu Chenggu's neck could be heard creaking.

"Be merciful!"

At this time, a loud and familiar voice came from the gate of the temple.

Chu Liu frowned, restrained his breath, and asked in a flat tone: "I don't know why Patriarch Liu came to our Puchen Temple at this time? Could it be that he also came to demolish Puchen Temple?"

Liu Yi's heart skipped a beat when he heard Chu Liu address him. "No, don't get excited on the sixth day of the lunar new year." Liu Yi looked at his father, whose face was already purple, and hesitated to speak.

"Patriarch Liu may wish to speak directly if you have something to say, I'm in a hurry." Chu Liu looked at the person in front of him, still pinching Liu Chenggu's neck with more force.

If this Liu Yi wasn't Liu Qinyan's father, Chu Liu would never let him in so casually. However, she still didn't forget to torture Liu Chenggu, taking advantage of Liu Yi's hesitation, she picked up the ghost hook and chopped off at Liu Chenggu's arm .

"Wait a minute." Liu Yi blocked the ghost hook, and took out a jade bottle from his arms: "I brought a healing elixir, give it to the abbot quickly."

Looking at the jade bottle that appeared in Liu Yi's hands, Chu Liu's expression loosened a bit.

"The curative effect of this medicine, the sixth graders should have experienced it during the Dao Discussion Conference. I only got the news a quarter of an hour ago that the abbot had hit the worm charm, so I hurried over, but the worm charm is probably... ...so I hope this medicine will at least help the abbot a little bit, and please give it to the abbot as soon as possible.”

Chu Liu looked at the medicine in Liu Yi's hand, hesitated for a moment, but took it anyway. "I don't know what Patriarch Liu is asking for, but what I want to say is that it's okay if the abbot is fine, but if something happens, your father still can't escape death."

"I know, you should go quickly on the sixth day of the lunar new year." This medicine is the last medicine they got from the Liu family. Whether it will be destroyed or delisted, Liu Yi can't make it through the point of conscience alone.

Chu Liu was quite clear about Liu Yi's character, so he didn't doubt the authenticity of the medicine. Finally, he glanced at Liu Chenggu, threw him aside, and shouted: "All ghost cultivators are ordered to stop now. Be optimistic about all the people of the family, if anyone escapes, they will be killed without mercy."

"As ordered!"

All the ghosts stopped, they were all watching the people of the aristocratic family, especially Liu Yi and Liu Chenggu.

"Chu Liu, hurry up! The abbot has woken up and told you to come over." Lingji ran to Chu Liu and was a little surprised when she saw Liu Yi.

Hearing that the abbot woke up on the sixth day of the lunar new year, he didn't have time to say anything, so he quickly ran towards the bell tower.

As soon as he entered the passage of the bell tower, Chu Liu's legs felt very heavy, and he was even unwilling to step forward.

Because as far as I can see, every few meters in the passage, there is a disciple of Puchen Temple with a sad face, holding white wax in his hand, and chanting scriptures in his mouth.

Nanwuhelatanaduolayeye...

Listening to the familiar sound of scriptures, Chu Liu seemed to have returned to the time before he went down the mountain, when he had no memory of his previous life. Chu Liu kept walking towards the underground library, the dark red color in her eyes gradually faded, and her emotions and desires began to return to her original heart.

While standing at the door of the library, Zhixian saw Chu Liu approaching with dull eyes, and embraced him with tears streaming down his face.

"Xiao Liu, abbot... the abbot is dying, you can go in quickly."

boom.

Listening to the intermittent words in her ears, Chu Liu felt as if something exploded inside her body, which made her heart ache, and strange liquid flowed from the corners of her eyes, even when she was pushed into the room by Zhixian, Do not know at all.

When he reacted, he saw the abbot sitting cross-legged on the fu mat, looking at her lovingly.

"Abbot, are you okay?" Chu Liu asked casually before he could react from the baptism of the Buddha's voice.

The abbot smiled and said nothing, continued to look at Chu Liu, but suddenly frowned indifferently.

Seeing the change in the abbot's expression on the sixth day of the first day, he suddenly came back to his senses, and then remembered that the abbot was still injured, and quickly knelt down beside the abbot: "Abbot, I have a elixir, which was sent by Patriarch Liu. It's very useful, take it quickly, and you'll be fine, you'll be fine." Chu Liu took out the pill from the medicine bottle and put it near the abbot's mouth, his hands trembling unconsciously.

Seeing Chu Liu's flustered look, the abbot swallowed the medicine without refusing, then raised his hand to touch Chu Liu's cheek, and said something in a hoarse voice.

"Xiao Liu, welcome home."

Chu Liu was stunned for a moment, and then his eye circles turned red, tears flowed uncontrollably, and he cried loudly: "It's my fault for the abbot, I didn't come back in time, I accidentally protected my identity and let the aristocratic family stare at me." It's my fault that you entered Puchen Temple, I harmed you..."

The lead wire called "fragility" in Chu Liu's heart was instantly ignited by the abbot's loving words, and the originally suppressed emotions broke out completely.She knelt in the abbot's arms without crying, and said it over and over again, almost like atonement.

The abbot knew that Chu Liu had suffered a lot of crying, so he gently touched Chu Liu's head, and said with emotion: "Time flies so fast, and Xiao Liu's hair has grown long in a blink of an eye. I have been at the foot of the mountain for so long, and I am still used to it." Is it? Did you have a hard time? "

Chu Liu didn't want the abbot to worry, suppressed sobbing, and shook his head.

The abbot looked at Chu Liu dotingly, she had been hiding beside Chu Liu, how could she not know whether the life of Chu Liu was good or not, but the abbot didn't tell the truth, seeing how thin Chu Liu was, he ordered: "In the future, you should eat well. If you have time, go back to Puchen Temple to have a look, and let the aunt in the back kitchen cook you some delicious food and make up for it, you know?"

"Hmm." Like a child, Chu Liu lay in the abbot's arms, biting his lip, and nodded vigorously.

At this time, the door of the library opened again, and Zhixian walked in.

"Abbot, Little Benefactor Liu is here."

Hearing this, Chu Liu looked at the familiar figure behind Zhixian, hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face, looked at the abbot suspiciously, and didn't understand why Liu Qinyan was called in at this time.

"Friend Qinyan, please come in." The abbot weakly reached out to the futon below, signaling Liu Qinyan to sit there, "Sit down on the sixth day too, I have something important to talk to you two."