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Chapter 65: One Person, One Butterfly

A hundred miles away, among the vast mountains, many monks were driving flying boats through the peaks. Suddenly, a deafening roar came from a towering mountain: "It hurts me!"

Then they heard a thunderous explosion in the sky, and then everyone saw the remains of half a palace falling from the mountain peak.

"It's the Heavenly Temple where our ancestors retreated!"

Everyone's expressions were greatly shocked, and they all urged the flying boats under their feet to take off. At this moment, three rays of light suddenly flashed past everyone's heads.

"Three real people are up!"

someone exclaimed.

"What's going on? We all heard the ancestor's voice just now."

"Could it be...that the ancestor has gone crazy?"

"How dare you talk nonsense!"

"This junior fellow apprentice is so courageous that he actually cursed our ancestor to become a demon. Come and sit in our execution hall!"

"Ah! I won't go! Senior brother, please forgive me!"

"...."

At the same time, three young Taoists fell outside a dilapidated palace on the mountain peak. Seeing that the entire roof of the palace had disappeared, the three people's expressions suddenly changed.

At this time, a ray of blood flew out from several fallen pillars of the palace, fell in front of the three people and transformed into a long red-scaled snake. He spit out his heart and said: "You three, please enter the underground palace quickly. Something happened to the ancestor."

!”

The three of them glanced at each other and walked into the palace in a flash. Soon they entered a stone room, and the red-scaled snake followed them in.

In the stone chamber, a middle-aged monk fell to the ground on his back, with no breath at all, blood spurting out from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and his face was extremely terrifying. When the three of them saw this scene, their faces suddenly showed expressions of disbelief.

"How is this going!"

"The teacher is about to break through the Dharmakaya realm, why did he suddenly die suddenly!"

"Is there any foreign enemy coming?"

The three of them stared at the red-scaled snake and asked.

"I don't know either. The ancestor has been retreating in this quiet room. Although I am his spirit beast, I have been guarding outside the temple and cannot enter here without permission. I just suddenly felt that I had signed a contract with the ancestor and handed it over.

A wisp of spirit disappeared, and then I heard the ancestor’s roar that shattered the Tiansheng Palace.”

The red-scaled snake said slowly.

After the three of them listened, they each summoned a magic weapon with a gloomy expression, which included a copper tripod, a purple flag, and a black bead the size of a fist. These three magic weapons circled the stone chamber, and finally

The black bead shot out a dark light and shone on the middle-aged monk's body.

The two people who summoned the bronze tripod and held the purple flag shook their heads slightly and said at the same time: "There are no traces of foreign invasion."

"Then there is only one possibility."

The black bead fell on the hand of the person who was at the end. He pinched the magic weapon with a gloomy expression and shouted: "Come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a line of black smoke emerged from his chest and transformed into a woman with gorgeous makeup in front of the three of them.

The woman showed a charming smile to the three of them and said: "Oh~ Master Qi is finally willing to let me come out for some air, but the slave family..."

"shut up!"

The man holding the black bead interrupted her and shouted angrily: "Do things honestly, otherwise you will never think about the day we will see each other again!"

The woman put away her smile and saw that all three of them were staring at her with unkind eyes. She turned around slowly. When she saw the body of the middle-aged monk, her expression was slightly startled, and then she opened her mouth and spit out gray worms that looked like earthworms.

If Wang Li were here, he would have discovered that these black insects were exactly the same as the real body of the phantom child he captured at the beginning, and they were all phantom demon jade silkworms.

When these phantom demon jade silkworms were wandering around in the air in the stone chamber, the woman walked up to the middle-aged monk and took a closer look. She shook her head and said, "I know what you are thinking, but I didn't smell the scent left by other demons."

Demonic energy, unless the Lord of Freedom comes in person, it is impossible for me not to notice it at all.

But even if the Lord of Freedom comes, he will not erase the traces of his presence. The Lord will not do such boring things. We were all summoned by the monks themselves. After all, if you don't provoke us, how can we take advantage of it?

It’s imaginary, but it doesn’t exclude some newly advanced demon lords from having such evil tastes.”

"Lord of Freedom!"

The three of them looked shocked. After a moment of silence, one of them looked suspicious and asked, "Are you sure?"

The woman sucked all the magic jade silkworms into her mouth and said with a smile: "You can ask Master Qi Da if he signed a magic contract with me. He should know very well whether I have lied."

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On the other side, on the altar in front of Wang Li, Xiao Yang was struggling violently on the altar with a ferocious face, opening his mouth to howl in extreme pain, but unable to make any sound.

Bai Hu stood on his right shoulder, looking at Huantong who was constantly expanding and shrinking under the altar, and murmured: "You cursed to death a real Yuanshen like this."

Wang Li frowned, shook his head and said: "It's a pity, you can only kill one person at a time, and Xiao Yang must rest for twenty-one days after that. This low-level disciple of the Hidden God Sect is easy to say, but the ten Dan Condensing monks and

If the three adult monks use this curse-killing technique again, it will take at least close to a year. They have to think of a way..."

The boy rolled his eyes, floated to Huantong and whispered a few words, then flew back to Wang Li with a smile, patted his chest, and said: "Just concentrate on cursing the three adult monks, and the rest will be enough."

Leave those low-level disciples to me and this white tiger!"

Wang Li looked at the boy with a half-smile, and said, "Senior, are you eyeing those spiritual beasts from the Hidden God Sect?"

The boy was stunned at first, but then he nodded confidently and said: "Huantong said that the Hidden God Sect specially raises a lot of spiritual beasts, and I am not greedy, so just give me the ones in the Condensation Stage.

, you don’t look down on those spiritual beasts anyway.”

Bai Hu glanced at the boy with disdain, snorted and said nothing.

Wang Li smiled and said: "I still have a high regard for spiritual beasts that have formed demon pills. This matter will be discussed later. I just thought of a conspiracy, and I don't know if it is feasible.

The white tiger couldn't help but look sideways. This was the first time it heard someone admit that they wanted to engage in conspiracy. This reminded it of its previous master Zuo Yue. After suppressing Xiao Yang, that boy made calculations for himself with a compassionate look on his face.

After a hexagram, he shamelessly said to his face that he had great talent. The key was that he believed it in the end.

"I think so."

Wang Li said slowly: "Now the Hidden God Sect is leaderless, and the three adult monks are definitely not of the same mind. After that, I only need to curse one of the three to death, and then let Huantong sneak into the Hidden God Sect to spread rumors."

The boy looked excited and asked, "What rumors do you want Huantong to spread?"

"idiot!"

Bai Hu said on the side: "This is unimaginable. It is nothing more than rumors that make people suspicious of each other and eventually kill each other. For example, someone is the real murderer who assassinated the ancestor of the Hidden God Sect."

The boy held his chin in his hands and thought, "Why does this conspiracy sound familiar to me?"

Bai Hu sneered and said, "Didn't you just hear a story about killing someone with a borrowed knife half a month ago?"

"That's right! It's just killing someone with a borrowed knife!"

The boy yelled and asked: "When are you going to take action?"

"We have to wait until Xiaoyang recovers."

As Wang Li spoke, he performed a magical technique, and a cloud formed out of thin air on the altar. Silver droplets of crystal water fell down, densely covering Xiaoyang like drizzle. After Xiaoyang was exposed to the rain, he gradually became wet.

He no longer struggled, and the expression on his face was no longer so painful.

The white tiger let out a sigh, flew high into the sky, and asked, "What kind of spell is this? It doesn't look like a simple spell to summon wind and rain."

The boy answered immediately: "This is the Three Light True Water."

Bai Hu turned around and said in surprise: "What is the Three Light True Water? I think this spell can cure Xiao Yang's soul pain."

Wang Li nodded and said: "The so-called Three Light True Waters are Sunlight True Water, Moonlight True Water, and Starlight True Water. They are one of the magical powers in my main practice. These Three Lights True Water are very useful, but I don't have enough heat at the moment to cast the spell."

What comes down is just the rain and dew condensed by the moonlight that I usually use my magic power to pull. Only when the three kinds of true water are completely integrated can it be called the three-light true water.

Speaking of this, he showed a trace of weirdness and said: "But it is difficult to master this magical power. Senior Brother Chen, who practices the same true method as me, is said to have only cultivated the Three Lights Holy Water so far. There was only one true ancestor in the sect before.

The Three Light True Water was fused, but the Patriarch achieved perfection outside the sky."

"It would be good if you can cultivate the Three Lights Holy Water."

The boy said aloud, having already held the fruit in his hand at some point, and sneered: "The true water of sunlight can corrode the enemy's blood, essence, flesh and blood, the true water of moonlight can dissolve the enemy's spiritual soul, and the true water of starlight can swallow the enemy's spiritual consciousness.

read.

Although Chen Ziming has only cultivated the Three Lights Holy Water, his power is still not weak. He has defeated countless enemies with this magical power. However, that kid is always soft-hearted and refuses to kill. Otherwise, he would have relied on this magical power to become a god.

People."

Bai Hu couldn't help but be moved. Looking at Xiao Yang who was no longer struggling on the altar, a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Chen doesn't like fighting with others."

Wang Li waved his long sleeves as he spoke, and the clouds and mist in the sky immediately dissipated. Then the chains on the altar disappeared one after another, and the oval sun also turned into a blue light and flew back to Wang Li's Zifu.

When the boy saw this, he ran to Huantong again.

At this time, Bai Hu flew back to Wang Li and asked, "Is there no way to restrain this curse and kill technique?"

"Of course there are ways to restrain it."

Wang Li shook his head, changed his tone, and said: "But why does the Lord ask this? Besides, you should know how to restrain this curse."

Bai Hu was stunned when he heard this and said, "How could I possibly know."

Wang Li glanced at Bai Hu and asked: "To be precise, Shenjun, you should know who has the method to restrain this evil spell. Xiao Yang originally had a magic weapon, which was a bamboo tube. Haven't you seen it?"

"Bamboo tube? I've never seen one before."

Bai Hu shook his head and said.

Wang Li pondered for a while and said: "The bamboo tube is the natal magic weapon of Xiao Yang. It is called Disaster Disaster Bamboo. Just cut ordinary mulberry branches into sticks and put them into the bamboo tube. If Xiao Yang holds it,

If the person using this bamboo tube casts a curse, the stick inside the bamboo tube will spontaneously ignite to block the owner's killing. Not only will the curse be invalid, but it will also backfire on Xiao Yang, making him miserable.

Xiao Yang said that its magic weapon was taken away by Zhenjun Zuo Yue, didn’t you know?”

Bai Hu was silent, and after a while he said, "I have never seen that bamboo tube, and he never told me about it."

Wang Li smiled and said: "The Lord Shen was just worried that I would use this evil technique to deal with True Lord Zuo Yue, right?"

Bai Hu nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

Wang Li stepped on the altar and the altar sank into the ground with a bang, and said: "You don't have to worry now, I can use evil magic to assassinate any enemy, but I will not curse Zuo Yue, because this evil magic is ineffective against him.

"

After saying this, he raised his hand and the out-of-shape Huantong immediately turned into a crystal bead as big as a dragon's eye and fell into his hand. His spiritual sense penetrated and found that the crystal bead was in chaos, but three levels of it were born.

Restricted, Huantong turned into a ferocious ghost head inside, swallowing the Yuanling that was cut into pieces.

Wang Li shook his head as he looked at it, and took the Huantong into Zi Mansion for silent sacrifice. During this period, he separated his mind and took a look at Xiao Yang, and found that a new restriction was faintly born in his body. He was overjoyed. The foundation of Xiao Yang was stronger than that of Xiao Yang.

Huantong is much stronger. There are seven levels of restrictions at the beginning of becoming a treasure. According to this advancement speed, the achievement of this treasure is just around the corner.

Beside the pool, the boy approached Bai Hu and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The white tiger's expression had been a little strange since Wang Li told it about the disaster-dispersing dust bamboo. When it heard the boy's question, it flicked its tail and disappeared into Wang Li's body.

"This white tiger is so stingy."

The boy curled his lips and saw the giant heron in a daze beside the pool, and floated over with a smile.

Not long after, there was a wooden house in the forest.

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Three days later.

At night, in the wooden house, Wang Li sat cross-legged on the futon with his eyes closed. At this time, a colorful rainbow crossed the air sea in his Dantian. After a moment, he opened his eyes, exhaled, and said: "Finally, that Dao...

The Shansha Hunzhu training has been completed."

A ray of blue light flew out from his Dantian, transformed into a boy and sat next to him, clasped his fingers and said: "You have been out for four months and have collected thirty-one middle-grade evil spirits so far. The speed is pretty good. Wait.

After cleaning up the Yin Shen Sect, at least two high-grade evil spirits will not be able to escape!"

Wang Li laughed dumbly and said: "Senior, don't be anxious. I asked Huantong to go out to do things yesterday. By then, the spiritual beasts that have produced demon pills will be divided among the seniors."

The boy smoothed the pigtails on his head and said, "Of course, I still have to do my best!"

After speaking, he floated up again, and made a circle in front of Wang Li with his little hand, and a series of small words immediately appeared in the air:

"That white tiger has been in a bad mood these past two days. What did you say to it before?"

Wang Li stared at this line of words for a long time and was speechless. He directly transmitted the message and told the boy the content of his conversation with Bai Hu that day.

The boy thought for a moment, waved his arm again, and another column of small characters appeared:

"You didn't lie to it, did you?"

Wang Li's face darkened, he stared at the boy and asked, "In the eyes of seniors, is my character that bad?"

The boy's face turned red when he saw you, and he said nonchalantly: "Where are you, I'm just asking casually. I know your character better than anyone else."

"Senior, it's good that you have an idea."

Wang Li sneered, swallowed a ginseng pill, and fell into concentration.

The boy felt a little embarrassed, walked around the house a few times, turned around and floated out of the wooden house door.

Three hours passed quickly. At this time, it was just dawn. Wang Li opened his eyes, and then Huantong's figure knelt in front of him.

"Why did you come back so soon?"

Huantong replied: "Master, I just sneaked into the city on the outskirts of Yin Shen Sect, and I heard that the three adult adults had fallen out, and possessed a low-level disciple and learned that two of them wanted to

As the leader of the Yin Shen Sect, he has led his disciples to fight several times, and the remaining person remained neutral, declared that he had no intention of participating in the fight, and directly became the elder of the Yin Shen Sect's torture hall."

Wang Li's expression changed slightly and he asked: "Is the elder the one serving the female cultivator you devoured before, named Yao Futong?"

Huantong leaned over and responded: "Return to the master, it's him."

Wang Li stood up and walked aside, and said slowly: "Go back immediately. In addition to spreading the news that the ancestor of the Yin Shen Sect was assassinated by his own disciples, you also want to let the entire Yin Shen Sect know that Elder Han has ostensibly quit.

You are involved in the dispute over the leader, and you are actually sitting on the mountain watching the fight between tigers and tigers, but your main character is to sneak into the disciples of the Hidden God Sect who are guarding the treasure house, do you understand?"

"The villain understands!"

The Huantong kowtowed and disappeared.

Ten days later, the Huantong came back again. This time, the news it brought back made Wang Li very satisfied. The Huantong successfully sneaked into the treasure house of the Hidden God Sect. Not to mention the precious treasures in the treasure house, but there were three high-grade items.

Yin Sha, there are more than 80 middle-grade Yin Sha. In addition, it found out that Yao Fuyou also had a high-grade Yin Sha in his own market.

Eight days later, Wang Li walked out of the wooden house and came to the water pool. He pinched the spell in his hand, summoned Xiao Yang, opened the Nightmare Evil Treasure Record, and wrote a person's name on it.

After Xiao Yang went up to the altar, the roe deer owl flag flew out and asked: "Whose name did you write?"

Wang Li said faintly: "Qi Zhang, who has the highest level of cultivation, will only make the situation completely chaotic if he kills the stronger people first."

Half a moment later, Xiao Yang's body flashed with black energy, and in a blink of an eye, he condensed into a gloomy young man.

"What kind of evil is this!"

The young man looked as horrified as the middle-aged monk before him.

Wang Li casually grabbed a wind knife, and the young man's soul immediately dissipated. But something unexpected happened to him. After the young man disappeared, another black energy appeared on Xiao Yang's body. This time, the black energy actually condensed into a sword.

A colorful butterfly with a woman's head.


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