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Chapter 319 Four dark grids

Alaxan Plateau, Jinguang Temple. When night falls.

Lan Yue and Sang Ji were like two injured tigers, and they used their palm dance ring to kill several lamas blocking the door. Lan Yue took away two ring knives and rushed into the yard.

On the square of the main hall, hundreds of lamas held torches, shining brightly around them as bright as day.

Lan Yuesangji was not afraid and walked into the center of the square with his head held high. Hundreds of lamas surrounded the two of them like a tide. Wisdom, sea, strength and mountain were listed on the left and right. The one in the center was the master of Master Zhi, who had a half-deer and half-prosperous appearance and was once a pseudonym for Fa Rutian.

I saw Fa Rutian hugging the delicate Sang Hua with his left hand, deliberately putting her close to his burnt face. Looking at Sang Hua with complex expressions such as fear, discomfort, and disgust, he kept twisting his tender body, trying to struggle but he could not leave, Fa Rutian's psychology was extremely satisfied.

He bent down, put his mouth to Sanghua's ear, gently bit her round white and tender earlobe, and whispered: "The show is about to begin. I will give you unprecedented satisfaction. In the end, you will willingly give your magic seed to me."

Sanghua turned her face away in pain.

Fa Rutian turned around, waved his right hand in the air, shouted to the lamas: "Eliminate the demons and protect the way, today, kill these two devil messengers, and your next life will reach the Pure Land forever..."

With a "clang", Lan Yue's two swords attacked each other, and a shining sparks emerged, and at the same time, it made a clear sound that shocked the soul, interrupting Fa Rutian's bewitching words.

"Master Dazhi, you, a timid and cowardly rat who only knows to let others die for you, changed your name to Fa Rutian, Rutian in order to avoid the pursuit of you by Qi Rideze, the leader of the Demon Cult, and Rutian? You are worthy of your demonic magic? Do you dare to come down and fight alone with me? Or are you afraid that I will cut off your ugly dog ​​head in front of your disciples?"

Lan Yue saw Fa Rutian's obscene actions towards Sang Hua, and she was furious and had a strong murderous intent. She thought that she would stab you a few transparent holes even if she died.

Master Dazhi laughed and said proudly: "Why use a knives to kill a chicken? Do you need me to take action personally when dealing with you, the defeated general?" As he said that, he stretched out his left hand and squeezed Sang Hua hard. Sang Hua couldn't help but scream.

Master Dazhi saw Lan Yue and Sangji's eyes coming from the stage, and he was extremely proud. He was about to order his subordinates to rush forward, suddenly, a sound rang out of the square. Although the sound was not high, it was clearly reached into everyone's ears.

"The defeated general!" But when a figure flashed, a person suddenly appeared on the square. He saw this man wearing a navy blue Mongolian robe, a jade belt, and a long shiny black braid hanging behind his head. He was in his forties, with a proud face and a proud face, carrying his hands on his back.

The man looked up and glanced at Fa Rutian on the steps, looked carefully at the different faces on both sides, and laughed silently: "If God hadn't left half of the face for you, just with your half-ghost face, I wouldn't recognize the half-man and half-ghost-like person in front of me, the defeated general, Master Dazhi, fifteen years ago!"

"Qi Rideze!" Master Dazhi squeezed out these four words from his teeth, full of infinite hatred, "It's been fifteen years, how dare you come to your door alone today?!"

"Of course not," Qi Rideze smiled contemptuously, and whistle casually. A team of horse-riding warriors rushed in and surrounded the horns in the middle. The warriors took over soft armor, bent bows on their backs, and held sabers. They were the Mongolian Tatar Black Wolf Army cavalry across the grassland, with a thousand people. The leader was the master of the Demon Clan. Gui Lichi, the commander of the Black Wolf Army, and one person on the right was huge and holding an iron hammer. He looked like he was brave enough to be unstoppable by thousands of men. He was another master of the Demon Clan.

A shrill roar came from the air, and a golden eagle hovered and flew steadily on the shoulders of a man on the roof. This person was the Eagle God of the Demon Sect.

Lan Yue, who saw the Demon Sect masters coming in and out, must have been relieved. She guessed in her heart that whether it was mobilizing the Black Wolf Army or tracing herself, it must be the masterpiece of the Eagle God.

Thinking of this, Lan Yue couldn't help but look at Eagle God with her eyes, thinking that if she wanted to deal with the Demon Sect one day, she would get rid of this person first. Under the sense of the aura, Eagle God looked back at Lan Yue without fear. Both of them felt that there was a murderous intent in the other person's eyes, but it was not the time yet.

Qi Rideze took a step forward and pointed his hand at Master Dazhi and said, "Now I will give you a chance to fight fairly. If you can win, I will still let you live for another fifteen years. Otherwise, I will never know how you die if you die."

Master Dazhi laughed wildly and said, "What qualifications do you have to say such things to me? Isn't it because the demon seed you dream of is trapped in my hands?" As he said, Master Dazhi pinched Sanghua's throat with his fingers, "Now, as long as I pinch it gently, the demon seed will fade away. It disappears without a trace with the death of this girl. Do you dare to gamble?"

Qi Rideze shook his head and said, "You are wrong, really wrong! The demon seed is not the fruit I dreamed of, but the cause I planted fifteen years ago. Do you understand?"

Master Dazhi was stunned when he heard this. When he turned to look at Sanghua again, he suddenly realized something and showed a look of surprise on his face.

At this moment, Qi Rideze silently chanted a spell, crossed his hands and made a lotus shape, then pointed at Master Dazhi's chest and shouted: "Du!"

It's strange that the mulberry flower, which was originally captured by the Supreme Master, suddenly rose up as weak as a sheep, and his fingers trembled rapidly like lotus flowers, and he continuously tapped the many acupuncture points on the chest of Dazhi.

Master Dazhi shouted and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. He used the Tantric "blood removal technique" to break Qi Rideze's magic craft, but he was still seriously injured. He no longer cared about hurting the Sanghua in front of him, and even more so that his disciples and grandchildren could not care about his tantric spells. The main hall square suddenly started to storm again, covering the sky and fascinating eyes. Qi Rideze calmly slashed three palms toward somewhere in the air.

The first and second palms fell obviously in the empty space. When the third palms arrived, a "pop" sound was heard, and a muffled groan came from the wind and sand. Obviously, this palm hit the vital point of Master Dazhi, but there was still no figure. However, the golden eagle on the roof roared and chased him in the distance.

Qi Rideze was afraid of hurting the golden eagle, so he stopped letting it chase after it, so he hurriedly ordered the eagle god on the roof to call the golden eagle.

When the golden eagle flew back, it was already holding a piece of bloody human flesh in its mouth.

At this time, when a golden light flashed, Lan Yue had already arrived on the steps and hugged Sang, who was already shaking down, in her arms.

Qi Rideze walked up quickly, put his right hand into the Sanghua Vein Sect, and a stream of true energy penetrated into his body, saying to Lan Yue: "It's okay, he just got hit on my Demon Cult's soul-moving and hypnosis technique and would wake up soon."

At this time, the Black Wolf Ghost Li Chi walked up and said, "The leader's big horns ran away, what should these little horns do?"

Qi Rideze glanced at Sang Hua who was about to wake up and turned to Lan Yue and said, "This child was also a little scared and needed a rest. You can take him to find a place to rest for a while." He touched Sangji's head and asked, "Is the Death Ring easy to use?"

Sanji nodded excitedly.

"Follow your elder brother Lan to find a place to rest for a while."

Lan Yue knew what was going to happen next, so she simply walked inside with Sanghua on her back.

Walking further, I saw corpses everywhere, and there were no living people.

After finally grabbing a trumpet, I asked the original meditation room of Farutian, and walked in.

After crossing a hall and walking through a veranda, the three of them came to a gorgeously decorated abbot's room, a living room in the middle, and a gorgeous bedroom on both sides.

Lan Yue lit the candle with the torch in her hand, put the mulberry flower on the bed and told Sangji to take good care of her sister, so she started to explore the room. There was nothing special about this bedroom. Lan Yue guessed that this room might be used as a guest room. She had originally come to another bedroom.

There was a wooden cabinet about two feet wide and eight feet high in the bedroom. Lan Yue stepped forward and opened the wooden door, but saw that the wooden cabinet was full of all kinds of clothes.

Lan Yue looked carefully and found that in addition to all kinds of gorgeous robes, there were many costumes and headdresses of ordinary people, and also found four small secret walls.

The blue moon opened one by one, and a stack of silver notes were placed in the first secret compartment, which totaled four to five million taels, and a bag of jewelry, all of which were valuable gems such as Diamond Night Pearls.

Lan Yue took these without hesitation.

There are only two special leather masks and a bronze mirror with gems inlaid in the second dark grid.

Lan Yue tried to put a mask on her face and picked up the bronze mirror. The mirror appeared in the mirror was a middle-aged scholar with a pretty face in his thirties and forties.

I also thought that the value of these two masks should exceed the previous secret, and they should also be put into my arms and hide them in close proximity.

The third secret wall only has a booklet, with the four words "Happy Zen" written on the cover. I read it after reading it, but I was shocked.

It turns out that this "Happy Zen method" is a secret practice, with a total of 15 patterns and written descriptions.

The above records all the practice methods used by men and women as the cauldron. They are evil and weird, incredible, and extremely cruel, because in the end, the end of these women are destroyed by the cauldron and destroyed by the furnace, and they are exhausted from their essence and blood.

Lan Yue immediately thought of the fourteen lost women, who must have been secretly kidnapped to practice here. She thought that such an evil thing would only harm people if she stayed in the world. In anger, she leaned it on the torch and tried to ignite it and burn it.

The paper is dry and it is getting hot when it encounters fire. These dozen pieces of paper turn around with the fire.

The patterns and postures on it seemed to be alive, flashing rapidly in front of Lan Yue. He didn't want to see them, but at this moment, these patterns were quickly staged in front of him like real people. Some of them were too whimsical. For example, in the fourteenth picture, in addition to the two, there was a leopard in it.

Lan Yue was really curious, so she hurriedly put out the fire and took a closer look.

But when the fire was extinguished, there was only one left in the 14th picture.

Lan Yue was about to throw it away, but was attracted by the fifteenth picture.

What attracted him in this picture was not only the picture, but a passage of text: This is the method of practicing with the body of Buddhism and Taoism, and the heart of Taoism is the way to cultivate the demon, but this is the case.

Lan Yue thought to herself that this must be the method of Tantric Buddhism to crack the Daoxin Heavy Demonic Order, so she put away the fifteenth picture and hid it in her arms.

When Lan Yue saw that the first three dark squares were all unexpected, she became curious about the fourth dark square.
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