095 Zhongxian

Xiaofengxian burned the blood corpse, and Ye Jianling asked Yan Song, "Are you still going forward?"

Ye Jianling no longer wants to walk with this group of mortals. Their strength is too weak. Ye Jianling is not afraid of dragging down, but for fear that they will lose their lives when they can't be taken care of. The blood spirit clan is obviously not as weak as the appearance. Qinglong will want to break into their general altar to save people. , it's like moths fighting the fire. God knows how their little master ran into the cave.

Yan Song wiped his tears and shook the ghost knife in his hand: "The little master hasn't found it yet, and the general altar has not issued an order to retreat. We can't withdraw. Even if we die, we have to die in the cave!"

In the face of their persistence, Ye Jianling was silent.

The dark night is no longer an obstacle for Ye Jianling. They can explore everything around them with their keen minds. Even if they walk with their eyes closed, those messy branches will not cause any obstacles to them.

However, Yan Song and others are mortals after all, so they must stop and camp until dawn tomorrow.

The blood corpse boy held the baby bottle all day long, like a hen hatching eggs, carefully asking about the newly conceived corpse inside.

Xiaofengxian was a little puzzled. It was too boring to walk with these mortals. When the bonfire rose at night, she began to complain to Ye Jianling: "Why do we have to walk with them? If we want to go to the grotto, let's go now. If we don't go, we will go back to Fengxian Mountain. The flower peacock I made yesterday may hatch a baby.

Ye Jianling piled up the picked branches together, watched her angrily pop up a little spark to light the firewood, and gently said to her, "If you meet, it's fate. If you are in trouble, you can help. Besides, we don't have anything urgent." He looked at the little girl's wrinkled face and took out a piece of rune paper with a smile, "Let me give you a trick to relieve boredom, okay?"

Xiao Fengxian raised her head: "What is a trick?"

"The trick is a very interesting spell."

Xiao Fengxian's interest was seduced: "Okay, okay, but it must be interesting. Don't be boring."

Ye Jianling folded into a puppy with rune paper, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and blew gently. The paper dog suddenly came to life. The back legs of two thin pieces of paper stretched hard and jumped out of his hand. After that, he jumped empty and gradually rose, as if there was an invisible ladder supporting it. .

Yan Song and those people almost stared out their eyes, and several of them muttered: "Immortals!"

The paper dog rose into the air and could not see the material of the rune paper clearly. Only a dog-shaped shadow could be seen. It came to the side of the moon, suddenly opened its mouth, just a little bigger than the moon, and bit the moon.

"Ah--" There was a sound of exhalation and exclamation beside the fire.

The paper dog was too small to bite the moon, but it refused to relax. It stretched out its two claws and scratched it. It took a lot of effort to put the moon in its mouth.

"Immortal, are you inviting Tiangou to swallow the moon?" A teenager asked stutterly.

"Yes, the moon is so bright that it makes my eyes uncomfortable." Ye Jianling joked.

"Fairy compassion, you'd better let the dog spit out the moon that day."

"Why spit it out? If you eat it, don't want to vomit..."

When he didn't finish speaking, he suddenly saw a blood-red beam of light shooting out of the dense forest on the other side of the mountain. He was soaring, rushing up to the sky and shooting straight at the moon in the sky. Needless to ask, the target is naturally the paper dog that is swallowing the moon.

"Look, I let Tiangou swallow the moon. Someone over there is unhappy!" This time, he took out another wooden charm, a black water god made of peach wood made by a hundred years of lightning strike. He raised his hand into a black evil spirit and flew up, grabbed it in front of the blood light and stopped under the moon. He blew up a black fog, quickly forming a rapidly rotating whirlpool. The blood light was covered in the whirlpool, and the fierce evil spirit was all sucked away. , can't cross the minefield half a step!

After a moment of stalemate, the paper dog finally swallowed the moon completely and the whole sky was dark.

"Is it interesting?" Ye Jianling asked Xiao Fengxian.

The little girl nodded: "It's fun, but if you lost the moon, the scenery of the mountain night is not good."

"Do you want the moon? It's easy!" Ye Jianling took out another rune paper, tore it into a circle with his hand, rubbed it with his hand, chanted a spell, and blew a breath on it.

The rune paper floated away with the wind. In the air, it was not covered by the dark night. Instead, it became brighter and brighter. Soon it rose to the position of the original moon and turned into a crystal jade plate, hanging steadily on the night, brighter than the original moon.

"Fun!" Xiao Fengxian was finally amused and praised with a small slap.

"Is this fun? The fun is still ahead!" Ye Jianling rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his right hand, and began to wave to the moon wheel. In the moon, a palace fairy appeared in a hazy way and waved to him. The two seemed to be the cowherd and weaver girl on both sides of the Milky Way, waving each other and looked up. After that, the moon wheel gradually declined and became larger and bigger. It was originally like a disk, but soon It was about to catch up with the size of the basin, hanging low on the mountain, and the fairies there were also clearly visible, and their charming eyes were exactly the same as the real person.

At this time, the moonlight sprinkled all over the mountains and forests, covering a layer of silver yarn within a radius of hundreds of miles.

"Uncle Yan, is this the Moon Palace Fairy?" The teenager asked foolishly.

How dare Yan Song answer randomly, just as if he didn't hear it.

"If only the fairy could come down."

"Do not talk nonsense!" Yan Song slapped the teenager with his backhand, "Clash against the fairy, be careful of your life!"

"Why is it difficult for this little brother to want a fairy to come down!" Ye Jianling raised his head and said loudly, "It's rare for the fairy sister to come to play in the world. Why don't you come down and get together?"

In that month, the fairy smiled softly: "That is, Ye Zhen was invited and dared not obey!" After saying that, he really flew down from the moon, fell next to the bonfire, looked around, and smiled, "For the first time, I don't know that there are so many good guests here. I only brought some fairy fruit and fairy wine with me to be a good guest. I hope you don't think it's simple!" After saying that, he took out a basket from the wide sleeve of his robe.

Ye Jianling moved a rock and reached out to flatten the surface. The fairy took out a set of sheep fat white jade cups and pots from the basket, four emerald crystal plates, set them on the rock, and then took out various fairy fruits from the basket and put them in it.

Ye Jianling uses the Northernming Great Illusion in the Beiming True Sutra, which is the same Taoist method as Beiming's star-absorbing. Ye Jianling only learned fur. Tiangou and the moon have to change with spiritual charms, and fairies are separated by black water god charms, and the fairy fruits are full of phoenixes. Born in the hundred grass garden of the fairy school, the blood corpse boy and the little phoenix fairy both saw the bottom of it. The blood corpse boy smiled at the corners of his mouth, but silently, while the little phoenix fairy giggled like a silver bell.

The fairy picked up the luminous jade cup and filled three glasses of wine to Ye Jianling and the other three.

Little Fengxian picked it up and tasted it and exclaimed, "What kind of wine is this? It's so fragrant!"

Ye Jianling said to the fairy, "Since it's fate to meet, you can also give some of this wine to those people, but they ate meat today and had a mouthful of turbid breath. Don't use this fairy cup and take another cup for them."

"Yes!" The fairy answered quietly and took out 17 glazed cup from the basket. "This green ice pulp is beautiful and fragrant. Its color light is like precious jade, and its shape is clear, just like crystal beads. It is most appropriate to use this glazed glass cup." She brewed one and sent one to Yan Song and the others. The sheep fat white jade pot didn't seem to be big, and I don't know how much wine was in it, but it was endless.

Yan Song all took the cup tremblingly, thanked repeatedly, and some knelt on the ground. First, they kowtowed three heads to thank the fairy for the wine, then held it in their hands, respectfully took the glass, and almost licked and tasted it.

The youngest teenager was actually attracted by the fairy's appearance. When he took the wine glass, he couldn't help reaching out and covering the fairy's white hand. He only felt that his hand was cold, soft and smooth, and useless.

The fairy smiled at him and fell in love. The teenager only felt that his soul was about to fly out. However, the next moment, the whole skin on the fairy's face suddenly fell down, revealing the bloody face inside, and there was no nose. She still smiled at him. He was so scared that he jumped up from the ground, rolled and climbed and fell out. More than ten meters, shouting monsters.

Others didn't know what he saw and looked over in surprise, and Yan Song scolded repeatedly.

The fairy held up the glazed cup and asked the teenager, "Do you still drink this wine?"

How dares the teenager drink the wine given by the monster? He shook his head repeatedly, and the fairy drank all the wine herself!

The teenager shouted repeatedly, but no one would believe him. Everyone tasted it with fairy wine, but he was the only one who was frightened.

Ye Jianling asked the fairy to share the fairy fruit on the plate with everyone. Those sweet fruits, seven-color dates, white lotus cores, and crystal honey bananas are also rare among the monks. Where have these mortals seen them? They are not satisfied with the sweetness and secretly praise the beauty of the fairy fruit.

Ye Jianling said to Xiaofengxian again: "Although we drink and eat fruit, we are addicted to it, but we are not as poetic as ordinary talents. We can't live in wine, and we can't be like a family reunion in the Mid-Autumn Festival and enjoy the moon. It's a little boring. It's better to choose another play and watch it while eating."

No one knows what magic he is going to show off, and they all agree curiously.

Ye Jianling splashed the wine glass, and the wine pulp inside flew directly to the sky and splashed on the moon.

The surface of the huge moon wheel fluctuates hazyly, as if the wind blows on the surface of the water, layers of waves, and the microwave disperses, and various scenes appear in it.

The world inside the moon is also a dark night, but it is brighter than here by the moonlight. Inside is a camp, surrounded by wooden walls. In the middle of the camp, there is a tall pagoda. Although it is in the moon, I don't know how far away they are. The oppression of the impact, the tower has six floors, which are covered with wide red bricks. Each red brick is dark red, just like the color after human blood dried up. The whole tower stands there, as if it were piled up with human plasma and meat sauce!

The tower is divided into sixagons, with six thick chains connected to the copper ring on the corner of the tower and buried on the ground, as if suppressing something fierce under the tower. In front of the tower, there is a large altar. There is a huge copper pot on the top of the altar. There is a burning fire in the copper pot. A naked woman sits in the fire, posing in various postures, as if she were performing some mysterious ritual. In front of the altar, many blood spirit people knelt down, all of whom were blood-red and ugly male warriors.

The priestess set. After the action, he picked up a snake-head staff and pointed to the sky. Another blood light rushed up on the dark sky, but it was still blocked by Ye Jianling's whirlpool turned into a black water charm, and he could not move forward at all.