Chapter 3 The devil Xilai, the spirit is invisible to see all kinds of demons

The third time, the demon king came to Xilai, and the soul was invisible to see all kinds of demons

As soon as the girl was gone, Zhao Huanxi was still staring at her. Zhao Er couldn't help asking, "Brother, what should we do now?"

"Go home first." Zhao Huanxi picked up Zhao E, meditated with his mouth, and used a magic power of "escaping". Zhao Er felt that his feet were empty and fell into a bright egg-shaped aperture. It was emitted from Zhao Huanxi, just wrapping two people. The front of the aperture broke through layers of black soil like a land excavator and moved forward quickly.

Zhao Er didn't understand it yet. His shoulder was caught by Zhao Huanxi again. He rushed up and fell into a piece of grass.

"This is...ah!" Zhao Er looked around blankly and felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment. When he saw a particularly enchanting rose in the grass that also bloomed at night. When his mother's favorite flower was a child, he looked at the house that had lived for 16 years not far from the grass. Zhao E was shocked and went home from more than a thousand meters. In the blink of an eye, the forest outside returned to its home on the outskirts of the city.

Surprised and happy, Zhao Er held Zhao Huanxi's hand tightly: "Brother, is this the art of escape? How did you do it? It's so awesome, so gorgeous..."

"Wow..." Harry, the long-haired dog, smelled the smell of the owners, ran over from the dog house, kept spinning around Zhao Er and Zhao Huanxi's feet, licking this and that, and inadvertently licking the ginseng blood dripping from Zhao Er's shoes.

Zhao Huanxi happened to see it, and his heart moved. He secretly said, "This beast has a good opportunity." He gently pushed the Harry dog aside, put the excited Zhao Er's arm to the green tree on one side and sat down. He stared at Zhao Er's face seriously and said, "Xiao Er, to tell you the truth, big brother, I'm an qi practitioner."

"If you don't hide it from me, if I hadn't happened to see it, I guess you would have hidden it in the drum now." Zhao Er thought so, but he didn't show it. He vowed, "Big brother, I know. I'll keep it a secret for you. May I ask, how did you practice it?"

Zhao Huanxi breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words and knew nothing about Zhao Er's problem: "Didn't I have a serious illness when I was eight years old? I almost died. At this time, my master calculated that I had this disaster and said that I had any fairy fate, so he came to take me as an apprentice and pass on my skills. I have been practicing for more than ten years, and it has become what you see now.

"That's all right! You are really lucky." Zhao Er did not hide his envy and said leisurely.

Zhao Er sighed with emotion in his heart that his brother embarked on the road of immortal cultivation because of misfortune. He didn't know what to say. After all, every time he was compared, he cursed with hatred: It would be great if the disease had burned his head into an idiot at the beginning!

But I didn't expect that it was because of this disease that Zhao Huanxi came out more excellently and completely compared himself.

"What do I envy? I still envy you." Zhao Huanxi looked like you didn't know my bitterness and said, "In the 500 years from the end of the Immortal disaster at the end of the Ming Dynasty to the modern era, the vitality of the world has gradually faded, and there has never been a real person who has turned into an immortal. Guan is not tight like this, but the vitality of the moon on the moon has not decreased, and it has soared two or three times, allowing the demons to absorb it. On the fifteenth full day of the month, the 'imperial flow pulp' will be lowered, which is an extremely pure moon yin vitality. It can be used directly without refining, and the monsters are all powerful.

In the demon clan, there is a stunning character called the swracon emperor demon girl. He dominates the world of demons, establishes a monster alliance, and the power is even more powerful.

On the contrary, we have two Buddhism and Taoism, alas! The predecessors withered generations, and many contemporary brothers are limited to the lack of qualifications and vitality, and their mana is average. If it hadn't been for the exquisite skills handed down from the ancient immortals and many powerful magic weapons, I'm afraid they would have been destroyed long ago.

The current situation is 'the way disappears and the devil grows'.

Therefore, all mountain gates are actively integrated into modern society, collecting money, searching for all kinds of genius treasures, and selecting monological talents in an unconventional way. They have recovered a certain strength in a short time, but not one-tenth of their prosperity. But fortunately, the inside of the demon alliance is not calm. In order to lead the power, there are natural huge contradictions between the demons, which can achieve a balance of power and restrain each other.

Although our Zizai Palace is located in the Jedi of the Western Regions, far away from the middle of the way, we are no exception. We have to desperately search for the genius treasures. Let's talk about this ginseng baby incident. I was in class, but I was urgently called out to grab some ginseng dolls. If it hadn't been for the centipede essence, there would have been no sect and no backer, otherwise I wouldn't dare to go up and grab it.

At first, the monster was particularly fierce, but it seemed to be very concerned about our 'great free palace' and did not use all our strength, otherwise my senior sister and I would drink hatred on the spot. Later, we relied on the magic weapon and the panacea to recover quickly and consume it.

But in the end, it still escaped, and I don't know how it will retaliate?"

Finally, Zhao Huanxi said with emotion, "It's really not as good as A Er. Pick up girls in class, play ball games and fight after class."

"So that's it. Don't you often be in danger?" Zhao Er tasted Zhao Huanxi's words carefully, from which he seemed to see the rapid decline of Taoism. In the face of the provocation of monsters, he had to endure humiliation and retreat. He was unwilling to secretly collect monasterous talents and genius treasures in the mortal world. After countless bloody battles and fairy magic treasures, he regained half of the country.

The two brothers leaned side by side on the tree trunk, speechless for a moment, thinking about their own thoughts.

But it is said that the centipede spirit ran all the way, panicked and unscrupulous, but the direction was always west, reaching the endless Changhai Mingshan Mountain, and falling straight into the thunderous ancient temple at the peak of Mingshan, which towered into the clouds, and then stopped. After checking behind him, there were countless waves hitting the reef, and there was no trace of human voice. The centipede spirit breathed a sigh of relief and had time to check his body.

At first glance, the body was completely destroyed, and the inner elixir shrank. Without two hundred years of hard work, it could not be recovered. I couldn't help but take a cold breath, and the evil thoughts rose sharply. Wow, strangely shouted, "Okay, okay, in the name of the Buddhas all over the sky, I, General Baizu, will not take revenge, and I vow not to become an immortal." But he hated it to the extreme that he made such an inviolable big wish.

"Who is making noise here?" Perhaps the cry of centipede spirits shocked the monk in the ancient temple. A monk in his thirties and full of compassion came out of the Zen room.

"It's me." The centipede spirit shook and turned into an ancient man dressed in white, but his face was a little pale, and his body changed between reality. He said to the monk, "Take me to see the first mage."

"It's the second master. What's wrong with you?" The great monk obviously knew the centipede essence. He seemed to be very familiar with it. He asked in surprise and said, "The master is in the pure meditation courtyard. Please invite the second master." Just lead the way forward and walk to the ancient temple. In the middle of the way, you pass by the Daxiong Treasure Hall. The Buddha's golden body is dazzling, and the Buddha's treasure is solemn.

The centipede spirit followed and said angrily, "I waited under the bitter cliff for 150 years, and only got a 500-year-old ginseng. I was about to send it to enjoy it with the mage, but I was blocked by a man, a woman and two monks on the way. I not only stole the longevity of the ginseng, but also beat me like this. It's really hateful."

As soon as the monk heard the ginseng, his eyes lit up and he heard that he was robbed. He said with great resentment, "These two people really deserve to die. Don't be angry. When you see the master and get the decree of the law, you must make them look good." He also had a chance to use this ginseng, but now he can't smell it, and he can't help but feel different from his enemies.

With that, when he arrived at the back mountain, the Jingnian Chanyuan was in a pool of green bamboo and water patterns. There were cranes soaring against each other. Wang Ba only swam freely. The fairy spirit was very strong, and the centipede spirit was in the middle. Unconsciously, his heart was soft and his hatred disappeared. Although it was not the first time to come in person, he still praised: "The holy land of the true Buddha family."

The big monk's face was pale, but he didn't practice until he got home. He walked to a cabin and said loudly, "Master, second master, please see me. There is something urgent."

It is said that it is a Zen temple, which is just a small cabin. There is a venerable person living in it. He has a great mana and great magic power. As early as the centipede spirit approached the ancient temple, he was noticed by him. As soon as he pinched his fingers, he knew the cause and effect. Therefore, he said, "You came just right here. You should have this disaster. There is Shocked but not in danger. Although he suffered from small wounds, there will be no hindrance to his practice in the future. This time, if you enter my water pattern merit pool, you have to recover and be successful.

"Yes." The centipede was overjoyed. Without hesitation, she jumped into the merit pool and became friends with Wang Ba. In a moment, the infinite amount of the most energetic Guishui vitality was mobilized, making the pool water roll and bubbling, cooing, playing a role in the centipede essence. The flesh and blood regenerated, and the inner elixir was also swollen, which was more powerful than before.

"Thank you, mage." The centipede spirit returned to the shore, stretched out her hand and pedalled her feet and felt full of energy and unlimited mana. She couldn't help kneeling in the house and said respectfully, "Great kindness, I don't dare to forget to repay."

"Well, let me completely solve this cause and effect for you." The painstaking efforts of the venerable people in the room**, and their thoughts are in a mess. They have no clue, and they can't enter the realm of meditation that is not born and unclean as the Buddha says.

The venerable man has high magic power. Knowing that he is so abnormal, he must have a reason. He is about to go out and see what's going on. The body stiffened, and the soul came out of the shell, stirring up gusts of yin and wind, and the temperature plummeted by ten degrees.

Baizu felt an extremely powerful and incomparable soul rose from the room, as big as a mountain, and as a cloud for thousands of meters. Looking down on all sentient beings from afar, he suddenly felt that he was small.

The soul is invisible andzhient, invisible, untouchable, and real.

The body of the venerable Haitong is still in the Jingnian Zen Academy in Mingshan, Changhai, but the soul flashed in the direction of Zhao Huanxi and the Zhao Er brothers's family. The speed is faster than wind, thunder and lightning, and light, and nothing of quality can stop it from moving forward.

is also a powerful soul of the venerable sea. It can travel at night, day travel, and control objects. It can also imagine all kinds of demons and hurt people's souls invisibly.

Nowadays, most of them practice yin gods. Those who want to become ghosts and immortals only drive things, and they can't even walk in the sun. The venerable Haitong is too powerful in this regard.

However, it is said that the venerable man arrived at the top of the room of the Zhao brothers almost in an instant, but he was blocked by a red pillar rising from the sky below. He couldn't scream secretly. It turned out that the soul was most afraid of people with strong qi and blood. Because the blood was like fire, although the soul was invisible, it would also be burned like oxygen. This is also the reason why the first-class mountain spirit ghosts choose people with weak kidneys to take possession, because those who are strong and strong in the same mind can't get close to them at all.

Zhao Huanxi has a unique foundation. In the later stage, he practiced immortalism. The qi and blood are especially strong, which are condensed into a red pillar of heaven. Taoists who are slightly t-looking at the art of Qi can be seen from 50 miles away. It is the best tonic for goblins and ghosts, but it is also the biggest nemesis of spirits, ghosts, ghosts and so on.

For example, now, the soul of the venerable sea is in trouble, but his magic power is vast. When he sees that it is hard, he uses the 'treasure elephant view idea' in the eight hundred side door magic power of the Buddha's family. In the soul, he visualizes the demons in the 18th floor of hell. Soon, a demon in Araya's knowledge condensed a virtual body in the air. , is a blue-faced fang, three feet tall, with red hair, holding a dark sharp steel fork, with all scales on his hands and feet. He is a scary troll. He is the night fork king of the five demons.

As soon as the troll appeared, he immediately rushed to the soul of the venerable Haitong, raised the steel fork and went down, which was very fierce.