The long street was quiet, with dim lights, and the two departing figures had long since disappeared.
At this moment, all the monks in the room looked at the empty streets and the soul-struck companions in the room in horror. They fell silent and it took a while before they came back to their senses.
"The person pulling the chain is the culprit here?"
"It's not like that! The city god is so sinister that he can't take people's souls like this, and he doesn't have such a great ability to seduce people directly."
The elegant young man squeezed the paper fan tightly and couldn't understand at all what happened to them in Danxia Mountain. Didn't it mean that that person could only recruit puppets and gods to appear? How come there were ghosts and monsters like Yincai, and his moral skills were extremely high.
Fortunately, the ghost seemed to only catch the other party and ignore them, otherwise this group of people would probably be chained up tonight.
"Master Dan, what should we do next? I'm afraid Chen Yuan will be difficult to deal with. There are such evil spirits around him to help us. We will just die in vain if we go up there."
No one is a fool. After seeing what happened tonight, if you still want to go to the Danxia people, then your life will be purely unhappy. The people in the room all looked at the elegant figure called Mr. Dan.
Someone also echoed: "Mr. Dan, you have a very close relationship with the master. Let's just forget it this time. Let's get together and the righteous path will prosper. Let's have a chance to survive. It's better to mess with the Tianshi Mansion than to risk death."
, Juling Mansion, Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.”
Mr. Dan is also called Liu Chengcheng. He is about forty years old. He is very good at alchemy and the art of collecting tonics. He looks like a handsome young man in his early twenties, but his qualifications are limited. After completing the foundation building, he has no progress.
In the fifteenth year of Qianxing, he learned the secrets of the Demon Cave and worshiped under the leader, hoping to gain the energy of the Demon Cave and improve his cultivation level. Unfortunately, after all these years, he still stopped at building foundations, but his magic power was deep, but he was in the same realm.
The most powerful.
"Although the headmaster and I are good friends, if things go wrong, we will still be punished." Young Master Dan shook the paper fan away with a loud bang, blowing out a gust of breeze, wrapping the body of the man at the door, and gradually melted away. In a moment,
Only a puddle of sewage remains.
"That man has the help of Yin Shen. We will be unable to hide his whereabouts. We will definitely suffer heavy losses if we force him to come..." The paper fan shook slightly, and Mr. Dan walked back and forth in the room. He thought for a long time, "He is killing Yue Jie."
There are so many barbarians that they have harmed Tianhe, and the thunder disaster is bound to come, but we don’t know when it will come, so why don’t we help him.”
"How to help?"
"Help him kill more mortals!"
Some monks frowned: "Ordinary people may not do it."
"Who said they must be ordinary people? Aren't there many in the northwest?!"
"Begging for barbarians? Mr. Dan, if we do this... is it too much? Helping barbarians is a bit disgraceful."
Over there, the figure waving a paper fan turned his face slightly, his handsome figure raised a smile.
"It's disgusting, just don't do it..."
He gently flapped the paper fan in his hand, and the breeze suddenly hit his face. The monk who spoke suddenly felt a fresh fragrance entering his mouth and nose. His face changed, and he hurriedly used the technique to open his own life gate, but it was still too late, and his body instantly turned red.
Like a cooked shrimp, he arched his body in pain, frightening the other monks to retreat.
In an instant, the man just made a difficult sound, and his robe suddenly ignited with blue flames, which quickly spread and engulfed him, turning into black mud in a blink of an eye, in sharp contrast to the water stains there.
Soon, the sky gradually became brighter, and the store clerk came to knock on the door and asked the guest if he could order some breakfast. He also checked to see if the man last night had any problems and didn't want to die in the inn.
But after knocking on the door for a while, there was no response. He subconsciously forced the door open and stepped in. He stepped in a puddle of water, which was sticky on the soles of his shoes. Together with the pile of black mud there, it gave off a strange smell, which made people feel sick.
.
"The shopkeeper! That group of people left a bunch of things missing... ugh!"
There were screams and curses coming from the inn, and at the same time as he was vomiting, the sky gradually became brighter. Going to the overlapping mountains in the distance, on the sunny slopes, the Jiangzhen Incense standing on the ground lost its ash. Chen Yuan woke up with a start, and saw the black and impermanent wood carvings.
The Dharma light flashed.
"Eighth Master?"
After asking, there was no reply from the wooden sculpture. He was probably busy interrogating. Chen Yuan had never seen how ghosts were interrogated in the Senluo Palace. Of course, it was not a special hobby, he just wanted to experience it.
A thought moved my mind.
His spiritual consciousness escaped into the inner palace, and when he opened his eyes again, he came to the Lingxian Temple. He said hello to several people in the Renjie Hall, and then went straight to the Senluo Hall at the back.
I don't know if she knew he was coming, but a pale figure stood in the gloomy air, with her toes hanging on the ground, a long tongue hanging on her chest, looking at Chen Yuan who came over with a strange smile.
On the long pointed hat, the original words 'make money at first sight' suddenly changed to 'you are here too', which made Chen Yuan stunned for a moment. He thought of Xie Bian's witty short words and raised his hands in laughter.
"Master Qi, please don't make such a joke."
The pale smile on the other side did not shrink. He just raised his hand and clicked on the long hat. The vertical words changed back to 'make money at first sight'. The tall and thin figure turned around and laughed twice sinisterly, his eyes
He glanced at Chen Yuan from the corner of his eye and motioned for him to follow.
"The souls of those people are not in Senluo Hall?" Seeing that they were walking along the outside of the hall, Chen Yuan couldn't help but ask as he walked behind.
Bai Wuchang also simply replied: "They don't deserve it."
"Master Qi, do you always speak so simply?"
The floating toes in front stopped, and the pale face with a long tongue turned slightly sideways. His eyes seemed to be always smiling, and Bai Wuchang glanced directly at him.
"Bite your tongue, do you want to try it longer?"
Chen Yuan: "I'm sorry to offend you."
snort.
Bai Wuchang snorted and turned away, and continued to float forward. When he arrived, he turned around the corner of the palace and approached the dark mountain in the distance covered with clouds and thunder. A lifeless building stood there. Above the open door, there were several figures.
There is a plaque on the door with a ghost head swallowing it, saying: Suppress Prison.
As soon as he stepped inside, darkness swept over him like a tide, hugging Chen Yuan in. It took a long time for his vision to gradually recover, and a wave of cold air turned into a burning wave and fell on him.
Apart from feeling, there is no other discomfort on my body.
In his field of vision, dark iron chains were hanging down from the beams, and green flames were burning everywhere. Before he went anywhere, there were wailing sounds at Chen Yuan's feet. When he lowered his head, he saw human faces twisted in pain under his feet.
He let out a whine, as if he was being blocked by something, and opened his hands to slap hard, trying to get out from underneath.
Walking on these faces, one can only feel a numb scalp feeling going straight to the top of the head.
The eerie impermanence suddenly said: "Hu people."
Only then did Chen Yuan understand that most of the ghosts of the barbarians who had died before came here to suffer or to build the Senluo Hall. After all, how could the Yin Division not have ghosts to act as facades.
After walking forward for a moment, the wailing and painful screams became clearer, and a sturdy black figure stood there with a dazzling divine light. In front of him, there was a row of hanging human souls, with a group of green flames burning on their bodies.
Eating the chest.
"Yuan has met Master Ba!"
Over there, the iron chain was shaking, and the dark figure in black robe turned his face. His green and black face was ferocious and his eyes were bulging, as if Chen Yuan was also a person being tortured.
Sure enough, in comparison, Xie Qiye looked much kinder even if he had a long tongue hanging out.
"These mortal monks are all sent by others, and they are similar to the people of that day. However, it is a pity that the appearance and name of the person behind them can't be found. In the future, if we find out the birth date and name of the people behind them, we can let Suo Ye shackles
Go ahead, they are best at dealing with people who commit serious crimes."
Fan Wujiu spread his hands, and several balls of green fire flew back.
The pain in the souls of the seven people was gradually disappearing, but their faces were dull. It seemed that the consciousness in their souls had been taken away, and the torture was not light. Over there, Fan Wujiu's face was ferocious, and his tone was gloomy, with a hint of guidance.
"It's not necessary in the future, so don't send us two. Your cultivation level is too low. You can't be sent away for too long. You can't have fun. You can't be possessed like a hero in the world. However, I can lend you the magic weapon. Just burn more incense and candles."
But, it would be even better if we could get more human souls over."
"If there's a chance, I'll get it done."
After receiving the advice from the two impermanences, Chen Yuan was still satisfied. It would be better if he could not be possessed. He could directly borrow the magic weapon. Tsk tsk, there is no greater gain than this.
He just doesn't know how many Taoist practices he can still have left with the soul-locking chain and soul-destroying rod in his hands, but it is enough to deal with ordinary demons and Taoists.
It was a pity that the seven people only asked about their origins, but did not ask about the people behind the scenes or the name of the sect.
Chen Yuan opened his eyes, and it was already bright.
Sitting under the shade of a tree, he thought about the group of people who attacked him.