Nightmare Attack

Chapter 1645
There is no doubt that the so-called direct disciple is monk Huicong.

Jiang Cheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Then the other monks in the Chijie Temple we saw..."

"They are all disciples of my Qingfeng Temple, but now they are all bewitched by this evil spirit." Speaking of these things, Ling Xiaozi was heartbroken, "Not only that, those who came to my Qingfeng Temple for their fame are all bewitched by this evil spirit. Some even claimed to be monks from the Chijie Temple and indulged in lust and evil here, and some just... alas!"

I don't know what he thought of, Ling Xiaozi sighed, Jiang Cheng recalled the scene he saw in the Gongde Hall, the corpse of the boy who was used as a sacrifice, and probably knew the fate of those people.

All of a sudden, Monk Roshan wriggled, and a more terrifying scene happened. Along with the wriggling of the rotten flesh on his chest, Ling Xiaozi's body slowly sank into the flesh, which was mixed with bones that had been crushed. sound.

"Taoist Master, how are you doing?" Fatty's face turned pale when he saw this scene, and by analogy, the fatty looked at Monk Roshan's bloated body, and he probably didn't know how many people he had swallowed like this.

Hearing this, a look of helplessness flashed across Ling Xiaozi's face, but it was quickly dispelled by the determination between his brows, "It doesn't matter, Pindao is just protecting his heart with a breath of true energy, even if you save the poor, The poor will not be able to survive."

This is the truth, and Jiang Cheng can also see that the so-called Ling Xiaozi is only half breathed now, and his lower body was crushed by Monk Roushan.

"Daozhang, what do you need us to do?" Jiang Cheng also knew the urgency of the situation. Now, it seems that Monk Fuji is not dead, but he has been backlashed by his failure to keep his mouth shut. I am afraid he will wake up in a short time.

"Jiang Xiaoyou, go forward and open this wooden box. Inside the box is a purple gold bowl. This bowl is a thing of the great evil, and it is also the fate of this evil spirit. If you smash this bowl, this catastrophe will be over. Now, the world will be saved." Ling Xiaozi said as calmly as possible, even though he is now enduring the pain of being torn apart and devoured.

Because he was cheated once, Jiang Cheng was very vigilant. He didn't answer immediately, but walked around the neighborhood holding the candle in his hand. In addition to the statue of Yuanshi Tianzun, there are Lingbao Tianzun and Daode Tianzun in this hall. The layout of the room did indeed indicate that some kind of ceremony had been held here, but the tables, chairs, and candlesticks were overturned on the ground, and there were traces of slashing with swords on them. It seemed that there had been a scuffle.

In all fairness, Ling Xiaozi's words that really moved Jiang Cheng were true at night and false during the day, and Jiang Cheng believed Ling Xiaozi's words to a certain extent at this moment.

"Daoist, besides smashing this bowl, do you have any other requirements?" Jiang Cheng was still probing, "I don't need to mutilate my eyes, or bow down to the three Heavenly Venerates?"

"No need, Jiang Xiaoyou is not from my Taoist sect, and the so-called self-harming eyes is even more absurd, but this evil spirit is worried that Jiang Xiaoyou will see the flaw." Ling Xiaozi made a tactic with his hands, his gray beard and hair were stained red with blood, but his upper body Tall and straight, with prominent brows, worthy of the demeanor of the master of Taoism.

Jiang Cheng walked forward slowly, while being vigilant to the abbot and Ling Xiaozi, he opened the wooden box with his hands, and there was a purple gold bowl quietly placed inside.

At first glance, there was nothing special about it, but with the flickering of the candlelight, a little stream of light appeared on the purple gold bowl, which was really mysterious. Jiang Cheng stopped breathing for a moment, and he had a very strange feeling, as if this thing had come to life.

With a "bang", Jiang Cheng closed the box again, and then immediately backed away, distanced himself from the box and Monk Roushan from Lingxiaozi.

Looking at Jiang Cheng, who was panting heavily and sweating on his forehead, the fat man leaned forward and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Cheng didn't answer, but just cupped his hands at Ling Xiaozi who looked miserable, "Master Dao, this matter is very important, I hope you can give me some time to think about it, please let me go tonight. "

"It seems that I still can't believe in the poor Taoist, but it's okay. When the dawn breaks, a few of you have seen the real Qingfeng Temple, and they will naturally know that what the poor Taoist said is true." He pulled out a whisk and waved it in the direction of Jiangcheng, and the wooden door behind the three of them opened with a creak.

Ye Qiutang also recovered from the shock at this moment, and quickly asked: "Master Taoist, what do you mean by saying that you can see the real Qingfeng Temple at dawn?"

"This evil spirit has just been broken by Jiang Xiaoyou. Pindao can still suppress it for the time being, but please remember that by tomorrow at the latest, you must come here again, and Jiang Xiaoyou will personally break the alms bowl. Otherwise, wait until this evil spirit wakes up again. , then this catastrophe will never turn around again!"

The more Ling Xiaozi talked, the more excited he became, and he even started to cough up blood, "cough cough...cough... as long as I can break this evil thing, then I will be able to die with this evil spirit by relying on my poor Taoism, and I can get rid of this evil spirit for the common people in the world. I am worthy of my Xuanmen seniors for my death and soul destruction!"

"I admire the righteousness of the Taoist priest. At this moment tomorrow, I will definitely come here for the appointment!" After Jiang Cheng cupped his hands, he turned around and left. He didn't know much about these Taoism and Buddhism, but someone did. Song Tianming from the first school called, and he could tell if it was true or not.

"Little friend, please stay."

This sound made the three people in Jiangcheng instantly vigilant. Could it be that this is repentance?
But soon Ling Xiaozi said quickly: "Everyone, don't worry too much, there is one more thing that Pingdao needs to mention. These days, Pingdao has vaguely noticed that there is a very special person hidden among you people. This person is the enemy. Friends, you have to guard against it."

"A very special person..." Jiang Cheng was thoughtful.

"Yes, there used to be two breaths, but now there is only one left. The one that disappeared must have been killed by someone who lost his mind."

After talking about this, how could it be possible not to understand this in Jiangcheng? This Ling Xiaozi is so powerful that he can actually detect the existence of the second generation of Crimson.

"Master Dao, please also inform the identity of the remaining person." Jiang Cheng's attitude changed immediately.

"I'm ashamed, I don't know about Pindao, but now..." Ling Xiaozi paused, and Jiang Cheng probably understood. With Ling Xiaozi's current crippled body, it would be nice to be able to detect that some of them have problems. From this Just looking at it, it is more than one grade higher than Song Tianming.

"But Pindao can confirm that this person is not among the three of you. What Pindao is worried about is that this evil spirit is dead but not stiff. If he gets the chance to steal that person's body secretly, then it is too late to break this bowl." It's too late."

"Then what should we do?" Fatty asked anxiously. It was almost impossible to find the hidden second-generation Crimson in a short time.

"I also hope that all benefactors will put the world's common people first." Ling Xiaozi sighed, raised his hand and threw something to Jiang Cheng, "Give this thing to that alchemist disciple, he will understand what to do."

(End of this chapter)