Seeing that the true monk's face became increasingly ugly, he gradually became like pig's liver.
Mu Kongcheng and Chi Huo looked at each other, and they were both very surprised.
They could see that Monk Shangzhen was attacked, but they didn’t know who did it?
Monk Shangzhen felt his throat getting more and more painful.
Not just the throat, he soon felt his temples on both sides, eardrums on both ears, and even his eyes as if they were stabbed by needles.
The severe pain almost made him go crazy.
"This won't work. You must cut off the connection with the curse and kill the puppet, otherwise I will be tortured by that boy to death."
Monk Shangzhen gritted his teeth and finally forced his magic power to forcefully cut off his mind and connection with the trace of divine thoughts in the curse and kill puppet.
puff!
A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and Monk Shangzhen's face turned pale as paper.
His mind and spirit were even more backfired and his spirit became depressed.
"Xuan Chengzi, I have never finished this matter with you."
Monk Shangzhen almost said something from his teeth.
Mu Kongcheng and Chi Huo looked at each other.
What does the monk Shangzhen mean?
Could it be that his current miserable appearance has something to do with Xuan Chengzi?
Mu Kongcheng pursed his lips and asked, "Zen Master Shangzhen, are you okay?"
"Fellow Daoist Xuan Zhenzi, you Ziwei Taoist people are really good methods. I have learned about it today."
"Hmph, I haven't been injured for many years, but I didn't expect to fall into the hands of a new boy."
"Well, since my skills are not as good as others, I will admit defeat in this matter today, but when you go back, tell Xuan Chengzi, I will settle the debt with him sooner or later."
"Okay, the matter of rivers and rivers will be handled as we discussed just now. I still have important things to deal with, so I will say goodbye first."
After saying that, Monk Shangzhen stood up and left with a pale face.
Mu Kongcheng opened his mouth and looked at Chi Huo: "Where is Xuan Chengzi?"
"I have left the capital." Chi Huo replied.
"Have you left?"
Mu Kongcheng smacked his lips and smiled, "Haha, I really want to know what he did to make Monk Shangzhen so embarrassed?"
"Hehe, actually I want to know too." Chi Huo also smiled.
...
In a dilapidated village.
In the mysterious mirror, the scarecrow, the little wooden man and the altar suddenly collapsed.
The silk thread that Zhao Mu entangled on the scarecrow also broke.
"A hero cuts his arm and destroys his spiritual consciousness. Haha, it's quite straightforward. However, if you do this, your injuries will not be light. This is my gift to you."
Zhao Mu chuckled and put away the mysterious mirror casually.
He had no intention of his master going back to kill Monk Shangzhen, after all, the gap between the two sides was a bit big.
Although they are both soul refining cultivators, Shangzhen Monk is not General Canglan, and the strength of the two is completely incomparable.
As the God of Incense and Fire, General Canglan himself was restrained by Zhao Mu's martial arts, so his strength was naturally suppressed during the battle.
What's more, Zhao Mu still has many powerful magic weapons in his hands, which can naturally fight against General Canglan.
But Monk Shangzhen is different.
The monk Shangzhen practiced Buddhist teachings, which were grand and grand, and could not tell Zhao Mu who would restrain him.
What's more, the martial arts practiced by monk Shangzhen, who are both disciples of the five major sects, also have the ability to challenge beyond the level when facing other small sects and casual cultivators.
Therefore, when facing the monk Shangzhen, Zhao Mu did not have much advantage. It was meaningless to go there, but he would fall into danger.
Since that's the case, let's leave the next thing to the incarnation. The incarnation of Jiucai Glass is also time to appear.
Zhao Mu looked at the direction of the imperial palace in the capital, turned around and left the village, and continued to walk towards the western border.
The mist in the sky enveloped the entire Jin Dynasty. Zhao Mu shrank into an inch, and his body kept flashing in the fog, and encountered countless demons and evil spirits along the way.
But basically no demon dared to approach him. Even if there were occasional demons who were blind to attack, he would have solved it casually.
All the way west, Zhao Mu passed by Xiguan City.
At this time, Xiguan City had calmed down, and the demons and evil spirits around had already been wiped out by the millions of monks led by Sansheng Zen Temple. Now many monks have dispersed and rushed to the surrounding cities.
They need to clean up a large enough safe area as soon as possible, cooperate with other sects to arrange the Five Elements Pure World Array, and then solve the evil spirits of the entire Jin Dynasty.
This process will not be too long. According to the estimates of the five major sects, they should be able to complete the formation in just one or two days and end the great disaster of national fortunes ahead of schedule.
It is said that the great disasters of other mortal countries in history have basically been solved in this way by major sects.
This is the benefit of having a large population. The great disaster in the mortal kingdom is actually nothing to them.
Of course, the premise is that no one makes trouble later, otherwise the result will be unknown.
Zhao Mu left Xiguan City and continued his journey westward. After a long time, he finally arrived at the border.
I saw that there seemed to be an invisible barrier between heaven and earth, which bound endless fog within the border of the Great Jin Dynasty, making it look like two worlds inside and outside the border.
The sky outside the border is clear and the sun shines brightly!
The border is covered by mist and looks like hell.
Zhao Mu took a step forward, and his whole body had penetrated the fog and came to the outside world.
The bright sunshine fell on my body again, and I felt warm and comfortable.
I believe that the people of the Great Jin Dynasty miss this feeling very much.
"It's almost done, it doesn't take too long. The last human desire source can be condensed and completed. At that time, the Nine Colored Glass Incarnation will be born."
Zhao Mu said to himself.
He actually didn't think that the actions of major sects to end the great disaster of national fortunes using formations can be successful.
After all, there is a mysterious figure hidden in this great Jin Dynasty.
Since this person used means to increase the power of the catastrophe, how could he let it end easily?
I just don’t know how that person will deal with people from major sects?
What is the purpose of his efforts to increase the power of the great disaster of the country?
"I believe these things will be known soon."
Zhao Mu shook his head and turned around and walked into the forest of desperate situation.
And just as Zhao Mu walked towards Hanyuan.
Capital, imperial palace.
The invisible and intangible nine-colored glass cup emits light that shines thousands of square meters, but outsiders cannot see this light.
Suddenly, the nine-colored light rippled like a wave, and then the glass cup twisted and gradually turned into a nine-colored person.
The light on the body of the nine-colored people slowly fades away, and their appearance continues to change, sometimes young people, sometimes middle-aged people, sometimes men, and sometimes women.
In the end, Jiucai Liuli transformed into a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a black Taoist robe.
He slowly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Three thousand worries, thousands of worlds, from now on, I will be the Taoist of Wanluo."