My wife is not a demon

It turned out that there was a layer inside the deed, which was deliberately sewn in.

Chen Mu opened the yellowed tissue paper, and after seeing the content on it, he had the expression I expected.

These are some words that Yunmeng misses her lover.

That woman named Yun Meng is also infatuated, and she can't forget after being abandoned.

"In the "Yin Yang Tian Yu" given by the patriarch, there is a record of a kung fu method. If you fail to practice, you will be backlashed, unless you use the body of a pure yin woman to recuperate in time..."

While thinking, Chen Mu rummaged through Tianjun's daily record book.

He soon discovered that Tianjun had been to Hansong County, Yunzhou 22 years ago, and that was where Yunmeng was at that time.

"The person Tianjun really admires is Xu Tong'er, and the person who admires him is Lan Xiaowan. The one who really had a relationship with her was this woman named Yunmeng..."

Chen Mu exhaled lightly, smiled and shook his head. "You can't love it, you can't love it... I didn't expect the love history of the dignified Lord Tianjun to be so twists and turns. Sure enough, people are people, and they have seven emotions and six desires."

The only question now is, who is the woman who has been pretending to be Tianjun for the past nine years?

Or, she is the successor appointed by Tianjun.

Or, she was coerced by Tianjun and had to help her disguise.

Chen Mu scanned the record book like a scanning machine, and finally fixed his eyes on the three words——

Destiny Valley!

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Thinking over the tower, the murderous look is awe-inspiring.

Shengzi, who forcibly broke through the outer protective barrier, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Yun Zhiyue and Shao Siming in the room, and said with a smile: "Tonight is really an uneventful night."

"It's really not peaceful to see you in such a mess."

Yun Zhiyue said coldly.

While trying to delay the time for Chen Mu to arrive, she tried to gather the spiritual power in her body, preparing to fight with Shao Siming.

The practice with Chen Mu during this period has already improved her cultivation a lot.

At least it's not a problem to have a few tricks with the Son.

But looking at the evil spirit in Shengzi's eyes, this guy seems to be ready to tear his face, and he is probably very difficult to deal with.

"The poor monk begged again."

The holy son raised his fair and handsome cheeks slightly, cast a sharp dim light in the candlelight, and said softly. "Shuangxiu with me, my esoteric sect fully supports you to become the Tianjun of the Yin Yang sect!"

"Do you usually like to dream?"

Yun Zhiyue sarcastically said.

The holy son sighed, slowly closed his hands, and golden rays of light emanated from his body, like a holy Buddha descending: "Since this is the case, the poor monk can only offend."

leave for a few days

My mother died of illness at six o'clock this morning, please forgive me for taking a few days off...Thank you for your concern

Chapter 488 Da Si Ming restores his cultivation base!

The sky is blue and blue, and the stars surround the full moon.

It was supposed to be a quiet night, but at this moment, it was shrouded in a cold and chilling atmosphere, and the entire Yin Yang Sect was in a depressing atmosphere.

The Son does not like to force people.

It's not that he is a gentleman, but that the skills he cultivates require two people to blend and cooperate with each other to maximize the effect.

But now Yun Zhiyue doesn't intend to cooperate, so he can only force it.

Even if the effect is discounted, it is better than nothing.

"You go first, this obscene monk is very powerful, I'm afraid we won't be able to defeat him." Yun Zhiyue whispered to Shao Siming.

Shao Si Ming shook his head, and stared at the monk with fluctuating Buddha power with his beautiful and clear eyes, and pinched out a Dharma seal with his fingertips, and green leaves surrounded her and Yun Zhiyue's bodies.

Seeing that the girl was so persistent, Yun Zhiyue sighed and stopped persuading her, and with a fingertip between her eyebrows, a small sword phantom appeared.

The small sword hangs in the air, only two feet long.

It is densely covered with ancient spells, carrying a breath of vastness and remoteness.

This is her natal sword.

After practicing with Chen Mu in the past few days, her natal sword in Yinyang Danhai has also recovered a lot.

"Then let's fight, try to hold this guy as long as possible, and wait for that guy Chen Mu to come."

Yun Zhiyue's eyes were stern.

Swish!

The two shot at the same time.

However, the Holy Son obviously did not give them a chance to delay, and directly displayed the strongest tantric technique.

He clasped his hands together, and the beads turned into Buddha statues, standing on all sides.

In a trance, there seemed to be a phantom of a golden Buddha statue as high as a hundred feet in the sky outside the Siguo Pagoda. It was like the supreme god and Buddha descending into the world, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

The holy son put his hands on his side knees, holding the seal.

"It is the law that cannot be revealed, and the world of the ten directions is nirvana..."

The bright golden light blooms from the Holy Son, and countless Sanskrit spells are mixed with Buddhist teachings, which makes people feel infinite piety from the bottom of their hearts!

He stretched out a palm.

At this moment, it seems that there is some kind of imprisonment between heaven and earth.

Yun Zhiyue and Shao Siming clearly felt that the spiritual power in their bodies had suddenly stagnated, and their strength had plummeted.

"Yin and Yang Slash!"

Yun Zhiyue gritted her silver teeth secretly, her eyes were as deep as the sea.

The dazzling natal sword burst out dense sword energy, condensed into threads, and came down in an overwhelming manner, enveloping the Son.