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Chapter 1022 The little man in green

 "The sky and the earth are vastly different, and I feel that the great road is infinite. When joy and sorrow come, there are many ups and downs in knowledge. The collection of classics and history is just a joke of literati. For thousands of years, there is only one leaf left to blind the eyes!"

A faint sound of reciting sounded in the attic, but although the tone was soft, the tone was surprisingly loud.

The avenue is endless and there are countless ups and downs.

In the eyes of this person, the Holy Scriptures of Confucianism are nothing more than a scholar’s ​​joke!

The eternal economics is just a leaf in his eyes!

As the voice sounded, the entire attic suddenly glowed with light, and the two portraits on the wall behind Liang Yan began to shake slightly.

The long white-bone snake that originally uttered "Buddha-killing Bug" saw this scene, and a look of fear suddenly appeared in its eyes. While spitting out boundless black energy, it shouted sternly:

"Let go!"

It turned the snake's head, opened its big black mouth, and sprayed all the black air into Liang Yan's right hand. At the same time, it stretched out the snake's head and bit the arm above the inkstone.

Liang Yan caught a glimpse of this scene. Although he was anxious in his heart, he did not stop the transmission of spiritual power in his body. The "Twin Fish Formation" started over and over again, constantly sending out all the Confucian spiritual power in his body, and finally poured it all into the inkstone on the table.

Just when the snake's mouth was about to bite Liang Yan's right arm, the two pictures behind him shook at the same time, and then two rays of rays of light shot out from the rockery and the ancient tree at the same time, illuminating the dark ink stone on that side.

above.

The inkstone was illuminated by two rays of rays of light, and a figure in green clothes suddenly appeared.

This man was no more than three inches tall. He was dressed in green robes and his appearance could not be clearly seen. He looked like a little figure in the palm of his hand, suddenly appearing above the inkstone.

The originally menacing white-bone snake suddenly shrank its pupils when it saw this person appear, and its eyes became extremely complicated.

There seems to be endless resentment, unwillingness and fear.

The little man in green didn't say anything. He just raised his hand and tapped it gently in the air. A transparent ripple spread out and the entire "Nine-Bend Yellow River Tower" began to rotate slowly.

Liang Yan was also shocked by the strange sight in front of him. He looked around and saw that everything in the "Jiuqu Yellow River Tower" was gradually dissipating, including the desk in front of him, the ink paintings on the wall, the vases around him, antiques,

Everything, etc., turned into a wisp of smoke and dust at this moment.

All this smoke and dust finally gathered in front of the little man's fingers, turning into a chaotic and inexplicable cloud of gray gas.

"All things begin, chaotic and disordered! This is the 'Hunyuan Immortal Qi'!" The voice of the old tree spirit sounded in his mind.

"What? You said the gray energy on that person's fingertips is the 'Hunyuan Immortal Qi'?!"

Liang Yan's eyes widened and he stared at the little man in green in front of him.

"That's right! That's it, that's it! Everything in the 'Jiuqu Yellow River Tower' evolved from this ray of 'Hunyuan Immortal Qi'. No wonder we didn't notice it before. It turned out that it was caused by this Confucian sect.

The saint has been sealed!" There was a sense of sudden enlightenment in the voice of the old tree spirit.

Just as the two of them were communicating secretly, the fear in the eyes of the long-bone snake had reached its peak, but at the same time there was a hint of resentment and unwillingness.

"Old thief Shi Mu, it was you who overestimated your own capabilities and tried to fight against the sky, so you ended up where you are now. What does it have to do with me? You are already dead, and you don't want me to feel better?"

A vicious voice came from his mouth, and then the snake shrank and took a step back for the first time.

However, the little green man remained silent. He just reached out and grabbed it silently. He crossed the space of ten feet and directly pinched three inches of the long white bone snake. Then he gently tapped his right hand, and the ball of "Hunyuan Immortal"

"Qi" then shot out and hit the snake's head directly.

boom!

Liang Yan only heard a loud noise. The human head on the snake exploded instantly. A stench filled the entire attic. The bones and spears in the air fell one after another, and fell into pieces on the ground.

Black blood.

The white-bone demon that originally showed off its might and arrogance was reduced to nothing in this moment, leaving only blood all over the ground.

The "Buddha-killing Insects" covering Liang Yan's golden aperture now lost their sense of their master's aura, stopped moving one after another, and stood there blankly.

Just a moment later, these densely packed "Buddha-killing Insects" turned into black insect pupae.

Liang Yan's face lit up with joy when he saw this, and then the imperial emissary's golden light shook, and the black insect pupae "swished, swish, swish!" were shaken to the ground and rolled on the attic floor.

"It turns out that these 'Buddha-killing Insects' also need to be driven by the consciousness of the host! This is the legendary feeding of demons with one's body." The old tree spirit exclaimed.

Liang Yan ignored him at this time, nor did he look at the little cyan figure on the inkstone. Instead, he looked through the floors of the "Jiuqu Yellow River Tower" to the bottom floor.

There, there is a powerful aura that is gathering momentum.

"Someone is coming up!" Liang Yan said with a frown.

"What did you say?" The old tree spirit obviously didn't understand.

Before Liang Yan could reply, he heard an explosion coming from the ground, and then a golden light broke through the ground and shot straight up to the top of the tower!

Liang Yan only heard the sound of "Bang Bang Bang!" eight times in total, which meant that the eight floors below the "Jiuqu Yellow River Tower" were broken through. The next moment, the highest floor where he was located also began to shake violently.

"he came!"

"'who is he?"

"There is an old monk under the ground. You were sealed in the Taixu Gourd just now. I have never seen this person, but I have!"

Liang Yan had just made a clear explanation to the old tree spirit when he heard a "bang!" and a big hole opened in the floor in front of him. Then a short old monk with sallow skin and one missing front tooth jumped out of the hole.

came out.

After this person arrived at the ninth floor of the "Jiuqu Yellow River Tower", he first glanced at Liang Yan expressionlessly, then looked around and looked at the pool of black blood on the floor.

Although his expression remained dull, his eyes were no longer dull, and now there was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

There seems to be resistance and hesitation, but there is also determination!

After just a moment's hesitation, the old monk took a firm step forward, then waved his sleeves, and the black blood all over the room began to flow upwards, and finally gathered at a point in the air.

When Liang Yan saw this scene, he couldn't help but become wary.

He could no longer see the old monk's current strength. He was no longer the honest monk who could only imitate his own movements. In addition, after a battle with the Bone Demon, the Buddhist spiritual power and Confucian spiritual power in his body had been exhausted.

After all the losses, if we try to force the attack again at this time, there is basically no chance of winning.

After thinking secretly for a moment, Liang Yan did not interrupt the old monk's intention. Instead, he took a few steps back, quickly stuffed a few pills to replenish his spiritual power into his mouth, and began to silently use his skills to restore his own strength.

Come spiritual power.

In just a moment, all the black blood in the room gathered into the air. The blood twisted and rolled, and after a while, a white skeleton came out of it.

This white-bone skeleton is exactly the same as the one that Liang Yan fought with just now. He is basically the same person! It's just that his body seems a bit illusory and does not look like a real entity.

"He is resurrected again?"

After Liang Yan saw this scene, his eyes were full of disbelief. He subconsciously made a sword spell in his hand. The three flying swords moved in response and were suspended above his head, ready to move forward to kill the enemy at any time.

However, the next moment, the old monk opened his arms, took a step forward, and held the white skeleton in his arms!

boom!

Two beams of light, one gold and one black, soared into the sky from the two of them, almost running through the entire "Nine Curves of the Yellow River Tower". There were both immeasurable Buddhist sounds and demonic whispers in them.

Liang Yan just looked at it for a moment, and then he felt his heart was shaken, and there were faint signs of collapse in his heart!

He didn't dare to look at it carefully anymore, so he quickly closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the spot. At the same time, he silently operated the magical power of "Eight Divisions of Evolution" and discarded all distracting thoughts in his mind.

I don't know how long it took, but after all the Buddhist sounds and demonic chants around me dissipated, Liang Yan slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, the white skeleton in the attic had disappeared, and what appeared in front of him was an old monk wearing yellow monk robes, with a dull face, but his eyes were like deep pools.

The current appearance of this person is very similar to the old monk I saw in the cave before, except that there is a little more characteristics of a middle-aged scholar between his eyebrows, making it look like two faces fused together.

"Who are you now?"

Liang Yan looked around and saw that the white skeleton was missing. Coupled with the change in the old monk's appearance, he had some guesses in his mind.

The middle-aged scholar had said before that he and the old monk under the cave are the same person, but one has Buddhist thoughts and the other has demonic thoughts. If the "Hunyuan Immortal Qi" no longer suppresses them, the two can be combined.

And become one, become a complete self.

Now it seems that he triggered the attic restriction. Although he used "Hunyuan Immortal Qi" to severely damage the demonic clone, it also allowed the two of them to merge into one and break the seal.

I just don’t know whether the old monk today is dominated by demonic thoughts or Buddhist thoughts.

Just when he was confused, the little man in green on the desk and inkstone beside him slowly spoke.

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist, congratulations, fellow Taoist, for having practiced for thousands of years and finally achieved the right result today!"

The old monk in yellow glanced at him, his face showed neither sadness nor joy, and he did not speak. He just shook his head slowly, then clasped his hands together and saluted the little man in green.

"Fellow Taoist, there is no need to say thank you. This is what I have decided to do two years ago. Now that my strength has been exhausted, I will leave the next thing to you."

The voice of the little man in green was unhurried and unhurried, like a humble gentleman reminiscing about past friendships with an old friend.

After hearing this, the old monk in yellow's eyes flashed for the first time for the first time, but his face remained calm and he finally nodded lightly.

"That's good!"

The little man in green had a relieved tone, and seemed to have put down the things that he couldn't let go of. The blue light around him gradually dissipated, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the attic.

The place became quiet again for a while.

Liang Yan had been sitting cross-legged on the side, watching all this, and at the same time, he felt extremely weird in his heart.

According to what the previous demonic clone said, this old monk is a genius disciple of Luotian Sect. He is familiar with all the magical powers and techniques in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. He is not satisfied yet, so he goes to practice demonic and evil arts, and finally creates the union of Buddha and demon.

Supernatural powers.

But he himself fell deeper and deeper because of this, and finally fell into the devil's path, and was sealed here by the layman Shimu.

Regarding this statement, Liang Yan still somewhat believed it. After all, it was all lies but could easily be seen through. It had to be 70% true and 30% false. There was no need for him to lie to himself about the origin of the old monk.

Moreover, the "Jiuqu Yellow River Tower" was obviously used to seal and suppress the old monk, and the "Hunyuan Xianqi" in it did indeed separate his thoughts of Buddha and devil. So Liang Yan also believed it

His theory of "sealing" was just that he felt that the other party was hiding the fact that he was a clone of the demonic mind.

But judging from the conversation between the young man in green and the old monk just now, it is clear that they have known each other for a long time. Let's not say who are close friends, but at least they are not opposites, right?

In this case, why was the old monk sealed here for thousands of years?

This matter is indeed a bit unbelievable, and the cultivation level of both of them is much higher than his own. Liang Yan couldn't figure it out for a while, so he could only turn his eyes to the old monk in yellow not far away, wanting to see what the other party would do next.

Intend.

Unexpectedly, the old monk in yellow also looked at him, and their eyes met. Liang Yan felt as if he had fallen into a deep pool, unable to rise to the surface, and unable to sink to the bottom.

Just when he was gradually getting lost, the other party withdrew his gaze, then raised his hand and gently tapped, and the "Hunyuan Immortal Qi" that was floating in the air was gently brought to Liang Yan by the old monk.

"Huh?"

Liang Yan had a look of surprise on his face, and after a while he asked, "You want to give this to me?"

After hearing this, the old monk didn't say anything and didn't even pay attention to him. Instead, he clasped his hands and sat down cross-legged on the spot.

Liang Yan looked at the old monk in yellow, and then at the "Hunyuan Immortal Qi" in front of him. His eyes flashed slightly, but he secretly asked in his heart:

"Senior Tree Spirit, is there anything fishy here?"

"Tricky? I don't know about that. I only know that this person's cultivation is unfathomable! It would be easy for him to kill you now, and there is no need for any conspiracy at all."

"Is there any free opportunity in this world?" Liang Yan's eyes were full of doubts.

"Who knows!" The old tree spirit rolled his eyes secretly and said angrily: "Then do you want this free opportunity or not?"

"want!"

Liang Yan took a step forward and came directly to the group of "Hunyuan Immortal Qi".

He looked back and forth at the old monk in yellow clothes next to him, and saw that this man was sitting cross-legged in meditation. Although he was not paying attention to his side, he had no intention of leaving.

"How does this old monk look like he is protecting me?"

Liang Yan was confused, but he didn't ask, because he knew that no matter what he asked, the old monk wouldn't say a word.

"The opportunity comes from heaven, don't give it up, take the 'Hunyuan Immortal Qi' first! Then let's see how he reacts!"

Thanks to: Ye Shen Ping Yu, Heavenly Rat who loves to read, I am not a sword fairy ma for the reward!


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