That night, on the two hills of Ximin Mountain, there was a strong light and countless souls. Until it was getting dark, all the ghosts on these two hills, including the nearby hills, were swept away.
As Hou Ying expected, there was no way to tell the difference; but he could still see that although this effect was very good, it also consumed a lot of spiritual energy for the monks, and some of them were weaker. It is almost half consumed.
On the one hand, this shows An and Daomen's ability to control the battle. On the other hand, it also shows that for their current state, the burden of casting spells all night is still very heavy, and it is not as easy as imagined. Yun Dan The wind is light.
During the whole night of confrontation, Hou Ying did not draw a sword or stretch a finger. If he wanted to, he could even lie down in the center of the circle and take a nap.
At dawn, everything went quiet. It was a little better to fight the ghosts. There was no need to worry about the bloody aftermath. The entire hill remained the same, as if nothing had happened.
The monks quickly entered the state of breath adjustment. Everyone's hunch was that if one game couldn't be judged as high or low, then there would be two or three games. If this place is not thrilling enough, then continue to go deeper!
After a night of soul-traveling, everyone was full of confidence. The legendary Yinling Ximeng Mountain was just like this and was under control.
After morning classes, the Kun cultivators of Anhe Dao Sect began to move around freely. They sat cross-legged all night to relax their muscles and activate their blood circulation and relieve the stiffness in their bodies. After all, they did not transcend the world below Tongxuan, which allowed them to still retain many of the habits of mortals.
At this time, we can see the richness of the Taoist system. There are more than ten people, but no one dances with swords, no one plays Cuju against each other, no one sits quietly and plays the piano, no one holds a book alone, no one cooks tea and pulp...
Lan Ruo and Lan Ting are like a symbiotic pair, Meng is Li Jiao, Li Meng is Li Meng. You brought me a cup of fine wine. Well, of course it is the kind that real immortals drink, but it is made with various well-known spices and herbs. The food cooked by Guo Lingzhi tastes wrong. It is refreshing and refreshing. It does not supplement spiritual power slightly, so it is not a little sweet.
"Bad juice! I've only tasted it in my life! Junior sister knows that there are basically two kinds of drinks outside your place, tea and wine, which are really monotonous."
Hou Ying joked, "It's the same, they are from a small place, you are not a country bumpkin..."
"Senior brother, you've worked hard, how do you like the taste of my sister's Qingpengjiang?"
"Actually, those are just hooks under the surface. They are related to the battle between demons. We are all in Jincheng at the same time. Things that are not impressive can be avoided. We are just looking for excuses. You can find any excuses. Of course, it starts with dressing. Let’s talk about love and beauty... In fact, Xiaojia understands in his heart and outside that he is not just looking for opportunities to do it outside other people’s homes."
First, when the topic came back to Ximeng Mountain to destroy the soul, Hou Ying complained, "They are the same. How can they be weak if they stay in Jincheng to preach? They have to come to that place and make a fuss. Everyone can find peace!"
Hou Ying was dumbfounded when she heard this, "Wait a minute, he said, the reason why they had the dispute was because of that? What clothes to wear? What kind of bad looks? What kind of rules do you like? Just those trivial things?"
Lan Ting snorted, "Why? These monstrous men are always against you. If you like sex, you will be naughty; if you play the piano, you will play the flute..."
Zaijian sighed, it was really simple; from that point of view, it turned out that the Quanzhen Swordsman lived a tense life, drawing his sword to cut if he agreed with his words; and doing so with a toast if his words were speculative.
Hou Ying said calmly, "Well, senior brother, you have special qualifications, maybe you are too low-level in the Taoist society? You are also outspoken and have a bad temper, so you came to Keguo Quanzhen; you are too unhappy to play fairies, so you think you
Shu Dian Forgot His Ancestor took the wrong path, so he has a bad look."
"Two junior sisters, what do you think this means? It's a battle between inferior and superior, and it's going to continue?"
The two men suddenly realized, "It turns out that Senior Brother Hou is also from Anhe? Do you know why he joined the Anhe Taoist Sect instead of seeking a distant place and came to the Demon Sect Quanzhen?"
"Really? A year later, you came from Anhe to Keguo. You were in danger on the way and were saved by the Marriage Fairy, so..."
"Senior brother and Uncle Xi are old acquaintances?"
"It's hard or hard. If you plan to have a fight, just take a nap. Anyway, without the clear light magic circle of the junior sisters, everything will be troublesome."
Lan Ruo nodded, "Of course, you heard what the wedding consultant said, you just have to continue, you also have to go deeper. In order to save the end of the competition, you may retreat very deep that time!
What, do you think it's appropriate, senior brother?" Lan Ruo had to interrupt, otherwise her sister would have said something shameful even if her mouth was blocked; of course it was just about that, and there was no disagreement about the way of dual cultivation.
It's not that one side is more conservative and the other is more unrestrained. If we talk about it in depth, it has to do with the differences in human body structure...
Hou Ying also concealed it, and it was necessary. This experience of mine also has the meaning of concealment.
The two men clapped their hands and smiled sweetly, "I have never talked about my hometown like my senior brother! It's a big place, you and Lan Ting are also from Guangchuan Prefecture, but you are both from Bajiang Prefecture, which is too far away from Fufeng City."
Lan Ting was still so outspoken. In front of the veil, he looked up and down at the Demon Sect disciple behind his eyes. He was as tall and tall as a pine tree. He had the same high-spirited spirit as the other Quanzhen sword cultivators, but if anything, he was no less.
It's not an exaggeration to say that Zhuoer is a group of people. There are too few qianxiu who are more elegant than me in Anhe Taoist sect. So, how come Uncle Marriage Master has never interacted with such a disciple of the Demonic Sect?
Lan Ruo laughed and said, "Senior brother, he needs to be more careful. The marriage master wants to fight against one person. This is a matter of perseverance. I swear I will give up if I achieve my goal! What's more, you are still in peace with your children? How can I know that my senior brother is in peace?"
outsider?"
When they go out, they emphasize the local accent, they don't have the Taoist order, and they don't have the local feelings. At that time, the two men just regarded Hou Ying as a stranger, talking and laughing, and laughing.
The two men laughed. Although there was no suspicion of flattering one's feet, flattering one's feet also requires skills. At that time, Senior Brother Hou was very good at that. It was strange...
The two men smiled coquettishly, and they felt that they had become a lot closer to each other from the moment they got there; for a Daxiu cultivator of your level, the fight between Tao and demons is actually very vague, but you know what it is, and you don't feel that we are mutually supportive.
The enemy of life and death, you will not understand these deeper truths until your realm gradually comes down.
Of course, I would be superficial and narcissistic and think that it was two men who were not interested in me. It was obvious that those two ugly men were not the mouthpieces of the Taoists. The Taoists often showed up whether they were bad or not, so it was up to the disciples who were close to me to communicate on their behalf.
It's natural, in my eyes, I think too little.
Hou Ying smiled and said: "Guangchuan Prefecture, Bajiang Prefecture, Fufeng City, big places, maybe both junior sisters have heard of them."
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