That sharp energy completely broke through all the obstacles, all illusions were shattered and no longer existed.
It was only at this time that the girls were completely awake.
Old Man Jiang's curiosity had reached its peak. From Hu Lengshuang to Xiaobai Xiaoqing, he looked over one by one according to the level of cultivation he detected. It was as if every little witch had flowers on his body and face.
"How did you do it?" Old Man Jiang couldn't wait to roll Hu Lengshuang in front of him and asked anxiously, not caring what the sharp energy was.
Although Hu Lengshuang is a Nascent Soul cultivator, he is like a pitiful baby in front of Old Man Jiang's Blood Tangle Vine. He has no ability to resist. No matter how much he resists, he cannot change the outcome of being dragged in front of Old Man Jiang. "Do it.
What?" Although Hu Lengshuang was panicked, her face was very calm. Old Jiang had no intention of harming her, otherwise the Blood Tangle Vine would not be so polite, which would have brought even stronger monks together in front of her.
"With so many great demon corpses, it's understandable that you hope for something better." Old Man Jiang also realized that the action just now was a bit urgent, and relaxed the blood-twisted vine wrapped around Hu Lengshuang a lot.
, but it also dragged Xiaobai, Xiaoqing and others
A little closer: "But there are so many demon pills, how can you remain indifferent?"
All the fairies, big and small, looked at Old Man Jiang blankly. They all calmed down from their nervous state, and their faces were full of surprise: "That's it?"
"Why?" The performance of the demon girls made Old Man Jiang more and more eager to know the reason. What does this mean? Can such a level of temptation be resisted so easily? That's it? Old Man Jiang couldn't understand. "Senior, it's very difficult.
It's simple!" Hu Lengshuang replied on behalf of everyone: "Master has given us too many similar low-level demon elixirs, so they don't mean much. The high-level demon elixirs are not something we can get our hands on, so they don't matter either.
significance."
Because there are too many, those things that other demon clans are flocking to become insignificant? Old man Ren Jiang thought about it, but he did not expect that it was such a vulgar reason, simple and crude.
"Even if you can't use high-level demon pills now, you can still use them after your cultivation level reaches a breakthrough. Why don't you want to get involved?" Old Man Jiang still couldn't figure it out and continued to ask. "My husband and his wife have said that the most important thing in practice is to be down-to-earth.
, don’t think that you can reach the sky in one step.” Hu Lengshuang didn’t say anything this time, and Xiaomei answered obediently: “And the best way to practice is to improve yourself and rely on outsiders.
Things are still heretics after all.”
"But a big demon pill can save you hundreds of years of practice time." Old Man Jiang didn't believe it. Are all these demon girls so outstanding?
"No matter how good the demon elixir is, it can't be as enlightening as us waiting for the young master to paint and write poems!" Xiaobai replied with a smile beside him: "Instead of spending time refining it, it is better to improve it yourself."
A few holy words at every turn, isn’t that a hundred times better than some big demon pill? No one is stupid!
"What about the secrets of practicing so many heavenly materials, earthly treasures, divine weapons, and sharp weapons?" Old Man Jiang did not give up and continued to ask.
"Treasures from heaven and earth, just follow the young master!" Xiaoqing took over the conversation and replied innocently and romantically: "I just received the fine wine from you not long ago, it is no worse than those things!"
Well! This is still a human saying. Old Man Jiang was very satisfied with this answer. Even if he just gave Shen Fengshu a little bath water, it would be much better than those so-called natural treasures.
"No matter how good those magical weapons are, they are not as good as our own magic weapons if they cannot be used." Xiao Qing continued: "No matter how powerful the secrets of practice are, what is the use if they are not suitable for you? It is better to explore them in your own practice."
As soon as these words came out, Ding Jian, Yichen and Xiaoman all nodded frequently. Not only them, but also the other witches also nodded with concern.
"Who said this?" Old Man Jiang couldn't help but ask again. Who speaks so philosophically?
"The young master said it!" Xiao Qing gave the answer without any surprise.
It's all because of Shen Fengshu? When Old Man Jiang looked at Shen Fengshu again, he couldn't understand it anymore. This guy's own cultivation qualifications are so poor, how can he still talk in the same way?
What is particularly incomprehensible is that so many witches, big and small, who have higher cultivation than him, all regard his words as a guideline. Why?
A young foundation-building junior actually dared to give advice to the Holy Ancestor of the Nascent Soul? What’s even crazier is that this master of the Nascent Soul actually accepted the advice. Am I crazy or is the world crazy? Old Man Jiang simply couldn’t believe it. “Old man, you think so. What more should you do?" Shen Fengshu jumped out at this moment, waving his fan with a smile and said: "Isn't it a good thing that they are promising? Why are they so fussy! In this place, you shouldn't think about what happened just now.
What is the smell? Can you see it?"
"No!" Old Man Jiang replied angrily, but he was no longer worried about the performance of the demon girls. What Shen Fengshu said made sense. Old Man Jiang found that he was really troublesome. Shen Fengshu and the others were outstanding, The little witches around me are also excellent, which is a good thing! Those little witches can play mahjong with me, and they always coax me.
Very happy, this is enough, why do you think so much? When Old Man Jiang focused his attention on the sharp breath, he suddenly discovered that although he didn't know what that breath was, after that breath, All the illusions immediately disappeared without a trace. But just like that
After a while, the call from the bottom of my heart began to brew silently around me.
The brewing breath was very weak at first, but as time went by, it became stronger and stronger.
Can this mysterious temptation still circulate?
Old Man Jiang was the first to discover this. Soon, other people also discovered this change one after another, and everyone became vigilant. This area is really weird. At first, they were repulsed and did not want to let in. After entering, they were tempted by all kinds of temptations. When you reach the deepest point, you will go through various tests along the way. If you are not strong-willed, you may become self-destructive along the way.
Killing and dying. There may not be such a problem when a person comes in, but everyone has no doubt that as long as he takes those things, there may be immeasurable consequences.
"Does that aura sound like the evil aura of a white tiger?" Shen Fengshu recalled the sharp aura just now and suddenly asked.
Everyone was startled.
Hu Lengshuang and Xiaomei began to think about it. They and Shen Fengshu had experienced the evil spirit of the white tiger together. The feeling just now seemed to be really similar.
"That's not the White Tiger Evil Qi!" A voice suddenly sounded faintly: "That's the origin of the White Tiger, which is stronger than the White Tiger Evil."
Is there anyone else here? For a moment, everyone was shocked. The demon girls were already surrounding Shen Fengshu, and at this moment, they revealed all their weapons. Without saying a word, the three friends directly threw Shen Fengshu at the door. The book circle is in the middle.
"Don't be nervous, I don't mean any harm." The voice sounded again, very gentle, and it was obviously coming from the small temple: "You are able to get here through many dangers, and you are also destined. Please come in and meet me."
It was a bare small temple with only one main entrance and two round windows. If there was a tall flagpole behind it, Shen Fengshu would definitely doubt whether this was the small temple that Sun Wukong transformed into when he was chased by Erlang Shen.
In such a mysterious place, such an inexplicable small temple is really hard to see through.
Do you want to go in? Everyone looked at Shen Fengshu, waiting for his decision. Even Old Man Jiang was no exception. Unknowingly, Old Man Jiang himself regarded Shen Fengshu as the team leader. It was really true. This guy is so evil. He is no good, but the people around him are better than the others. But when you ask, they are all influenced by this guy.
, I can’t accept it.
Shen Fengshu stared straight at the small temple, pondered for a moment, closed the folding fan, and suddenly showed his signature smile: "Everyone is here!"
Okay! The most powerful reason without any explanation, instantly kills all doubts, go in!
Ding Jian took the lead and walked into the temple gate. After a few glances, he turned around and greeted everyone, and everyone filed in.
Old Man Jiang walked slowly at the back. The blood-twisted vine had already been retracted and turned into a belt around his waist.
It looks like a small temple from the outside, but it's not big inside. With so many people inside, it actually seems a bit crowded. There is only one clay statue in the small temple. Not to mention the golden body, even the clay body is so mottled that you can't tell which statue it originally was. Buddha. In front of the clay statue is an offering table with an incense burner on it. In front of the offering table is a tattered futon. Other than that,
Apart from that, there is nothing else.
On the left and right walls, there are three characters of the six-character mantra, the Great Ming Mantra, written on each side. One side is "Om Mami" and the other side is "Bai Mi Hu". However, at this moment, the ink color of the six Great Ming Mantras is also much mottled.
Overall, the inside and outside of this small temple can be described in one word: broken!
"What a joke!" While everyone was looking at each other, the voice just sounded softly again, giving people a sense of peace and tranquility out of thin air.
This time everyone understood clearly that the person speaking was clearly the clay statue above the Xumizuo.
As soon as he opened his mouth, a little bit of dust and soil fell down from the mouth and nose of the clay statue, which looked very desolate.
If we can communicate, many things will be easier to handle. Everyone soon knew the whole story of the strange situation here.
This small temple was built to suppress and seal a section of the skeleton of a sage demon... The sage demon who almost ascended immediately failed to cross the tribulation, and the remains were divided into three parts and scattered in the world. Even though he had died, But the remains still kept devouring the vitality of the living beings they came into contact with. A peerless master passed by
The eminent monk exhausted all his cultivation to suppress this section of the skeleton. However, this section of the skeleton was dead but not stiff, and still emitted various auras to create illusions, attracting various creatures to come close and devour them. Before the eminent monk passed away, he built this small temple to suppress it. Internally, we use the origin of the white tiger here to consume a little bit.
The power of the Great Demon Skeleton. Externally, it resists all creatures that want to get close and makes them stray from a distance. "Over the years, countless creatures have entered and been devoured. Although the origin of the white tiger has been consuming the power of the skeleton, it is still
I have received many supplements." The dilapidated Buddha statue said calmly and gently: "And my strength is gone.
The law will continue to suppress the seal." "If you hadn't come, the bones would have broken the seal in less than two years." The Buddha seemed not to care about his own situation at all: "By then, I am afraid that the whole continent will be devastated."
