The baby-making system is unreliable

What is that? What is that?! Such a powerful formation. Seeing the spiritual energy of the tower suddenly surge, the brown formation on the top of the tower caused the surrounding spiritual energy to fluctuate and spread out in all directions, spreading out like ripples.

The powerful aftermath of spiritual energy surged and broke out like a raging wave.

There seemed to be a sword formation outside the tower suppressing the evil spirit. Hundreds of Taoists were sitting outside and launching an orange-yellow sword formation. There were only a few monks left in the temple except the abbot.

"Such a strong force?! The people from Lingyu Sect are suppressing the things in the tower." Yun Xirou was shocked. She didn't expect this force to be so strong.

Among the hundreds of Taoists, the leader seemed to be seriously injured. While regulating his breathing, he still did not forget to cast spells and set up formations. It seemed that he was difficult to suppress.

Yun Xirou frowned slightly, secretly thinking about how to deal with the situation.

She first put the egg yolk into the world in the painting, so that the egg yolk could stay safely inside for a while without being disturbed or harmed by the outside world.

Then, Yun Yirou flew into the tower and headed straight for the library. Her body was shimmering with green aura, forming a layer of protective aura to protect her from possible dangers.

“Who are you?! What’s your purpose here?! Don’t… don’t… don’t break the seal!!”

The headmaster was already old, and when he saw the man suddenly appear, he became furious and almost fainted from anger.

"Master, don't be anxious, your injury is serious!" Lian Yue treated the master's injury first, then raised her eyes and looked at Yun Xirou silently. No one knew where this leisurely temper came from.

Maybe they feel that things have already come to this point and it can't get any worse.

"Senior Sister Lianyue is right. This person is not affected by this kind of magic field. I think he must have some ability. I will go and take a look. Senior Brother, please wait for a moment."

The person who spoke was Jinshu Zhenren, one of the three elders. He was the youngest but had the highest level of cultivation. He was brought to Lingyu Sect when he was young and could be said to be a promising young Taoist priest.

Master Jinshu flew up on his sword, chased after him at high speed, and entered the tower with Yun Xirou.

Yun Xirou's figure flashed and she landed steadily in front of the window. A flash of spiritual light appeared in her hand, which turned into a sharp light and instantly broke the doors and windows.

Her face was solemn as she stared closely at her surroundings, feeling the surging murderous aura.

When she looked carefully, she saw that the surroundings were in a mess, with tables and chairs overturned and debris scattered all over the floor.

In the midst of this chaos, a man with a hideous face and deep scars, holding a sharp knife, appeared with a look of ferocity and brutality.

He stared fiercely ahead, as if he wanted to devour everything.

"Ghost Qi... This person is from the ghost world. He should be the thing trapped at the bottom of the tower. Be careful."

Wang Chen reminded silently, his voice low and serious.

Upon hearing this, Yun Xirou tightly gripped the ink bamboo brush in her hand and looked at the mysterious figure vigilantly.

The air around seemed to freeze, and a tense atmosphere filled the air, making people feel an invisible pressure.

At this moment, the man exuding ghostly aura slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of gloomy eyes. There was a strange light flashing in his eyes, which was chilling.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold smile, which seemed full of disdain and provocation towards everyone.

"You ants, how dare you trespass into my territory? You really don't know how to live or die!" This person was Na Ke Yue. His voice was icy cold and filled with murderous intent.

The strange long sword in his hand flashed with cold light and danced flexibly like a poisonous snake.

It passed through the air in a strange trajectory, as if it could tear apart space, and headed straight for Yun Xirou's vital point.

Yun Xirou used the ink bamboo brush in her hand to spread out lines of ink-colored spiritual energy, like black ribbons dancing in the air.

Her eyes were firm and sharp. She used her own spiritual power to drive the inky spiritual energy and the long sword into collision, making a dull sound.

Every collision seemed to trigger a small storm, and the surrounding air became agitated.

"How shameless of you! This is a place where books are stored. How can you shamelessly occupy its place? Who do you think you are!?" Yun Xirou's voice was as cold as ice, and every word was like a knife, piercing the other person's heart.

Her attacks became more and more fierce, and every swing was filled with strong murderous intent and fierce momentum, which made people feel chilled.

"I have been trapped for a hundred years and I just want to leave. This matter has nothing to do with you. Why did you show up and block my way?!"

The more he thought about it, the more his heart trembled. This man's magic weapon might be strange, but his own spiritual energy was also very rich. How could he be able to withstand so many moves in his hands? !

"Oh! I'm afraid it's not that simple! If you want to leave, why haven't you left for so long?! And you've detained Taoist Priest Tang again!!"

Yun Yurou sneered and pointed at the man covered in blood. How could Taoist Tang be tortured like this? ! Fortunately, he was dragged out by a literary Taoist priest and rescued.

If this ghost just wanted to escape, it would have sneaked out long ago if the seal was broken in the slightest.

However, he blatantly attacked the disciples of Lingyu Sect, causing them to set up hundreds of sword formations to suppress him.

Thinking about it this way, there is only one explanation over there, that is, there is something he wants here, and it is not difficult to guess the purpose of his staying here.

"Hand over what doesn't belong to you. It's not you, and you shouldn't touch it after all!!"

As Yun Xirou spoke, her voice was filled with indignation, and she started to fight with Ke Yue with magic.

The ink bamboo pen is indeed Wang Chen's magic weapon, it can actually help her block the evil spirit from the ghost world.

The long sword seemed to sense the difference in the quality of the spiritual weapon and began to tremble, as if it would break at any time.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a teenager suddenly appeared behind Ke Yue, his eyes were slightly red and wide open, looking a bit scary! !

“Master Jikong, it’s your turn!! I am Ke Yue, we will meet again sooner or later!! Hahahaha!”

After Ke Yue finished speaking, he put away his knife with a big laugh and took a few steps back. A strange teleportation array appeared under his feet and he disappeared in the blink of an eye!

"Damn it! He escaped!" The spiritual energy that Yun Xirou gathered hit nothing. Looking at this strange little monk, she felt that he was clearly a human, but was infected by the ghostly aura!

"Who are you?!" Yun Xirou asked. Suddenly, two more people appeared behind her. They were the elegant Taoist priest and the female Taoist priest! ?

Jinshu Zhenren looked at Jikong, shook his head helplessly, and slowly said: "Jikong, you betrayed your master and killed your master. Now you are infected by the ghost energy. Don't you know your mistakes?"

"Hahaha! I killed my teacher!? It's my fault!? What kind of good guy is he!?"

He looked like a madman, looking up at the messy library, tears glistening in the corners of his eyes. The charming little monk wiped away his tears with his right hand.

"You think that Jing Wu... that old monk you trust is a good guy!? Without him, I wouldn't be able to find the things in this tower!!"

Ji Kong pointed at the bead that maintained the tower's current state for just a moment, then looked at the three people fiercely, with sadness that could not be hidden in his eyes.

"It wasn't until that day that I found out who saved me!? And who killed my parents?!"

As he spoke, Jikong touched the Buddhist beads in his hand, which seemed to be quite old.

He was adopted by Jing Wu since he was a child, and he always regarded Jing Wu as his only relative, until...

Until one night, it was his turn to add Buddhist lamps to the main hall of the temple. He lit the lamps in the dark and yawned with sleepiness. When he returned to the room, he saw that the candle on the tower was still on.

Since it was empty, he was worried about fire. If the books were destroyed, it would be a great sin! ! When he was young, he didn’t know much about this tower and never came up. He just thought that the master was afraid that he would damage the books.

That night, he bravely climbed up the tower, but saw Jing Wu was alone in the tower, talking to a forbidden place.

On the eaves of the highest point of the tower, the light and strange meowing of a cat seemed to be intermittent, pacing back and forth as if on patrol, but it could be clearly heard in this quiet tower.

He lay outside the window and saw the forbidden magic weapon, which exuded a chill. He was so stunned that he even forgot the purpose of coming here.

After hearing about the deal between his master Master Jingwu and the black shadow, it turned out that the reason why Jingwu accepted him as a disciple was to get the string of Buddhist beads in his father's hand.

The Buddhist beads are full of Buddha nature and can help Buddhists to stabilize their minds, accumulate merits, and calm their spirits.

The death of his parents was not an accident, but his plan. He invited them to live in the temple under the pretext of burning incense and worshipping Buddha, and took this opportunity to make his move! !

Jing Wu wanted to exchange this thing with the black shadow for the cold jade bead that sealed the tower. At the same time, he promised to release the unknown person.

The black shadow was indeed Ke Yue, but how could he really keep his promise?! Ke Yue came for the Han Yuzhu, and he just pretended to agree!

“That idiot thought that Ke Yue didn’t want this thing, hehe… he was just using it!? Otherwise, Jing Wu would have discovered my tracks!”

Yes, Jing Wu is an adult with some cultivation, how could he not notice Ji Kong at that time? Of course, Ke Yue noticed it first and wanted to help him secretly.

But what is the purpose of helping him? Of course, it is to leave another chess piece and a time bomb next to Jing Wu.

"Since you know this yourself, aren't you being used by him until now?! What do you want?!"

Yun Xirou was almost speechless. How could this person have such a personality?! Knowing that both of them were not good people, he still let them "use" him. What was he trying to achieve!?

“Hahahaha… Good question. I’m staying… I’m staying just to destroy this place. The entire Hanyue Temple must be buried with me to atone for my parents’ sins?!”

Ji Kong had a twisted smile on his face, his voice was as cold as ice, and his eyes were filled with hatred and anger, as if he wanted to destroy everything in front of him.

Taoist Master Lianyue widened her eyes, glared at Jikong, and asked loudly: "Atonement? Atoning for what sins?! What crimes have the other people in the temple committed?!" She couldn't understand why Jikong was so crazy about wanting to destroy Hanyue Temple.

Jikong's laughter stopped abruptly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't care?! The so-called gods and Buddhas keep saying that they can help people reach paradise and transcend the secular world, but the people they 'believe' in have caused me pain. Gods and Buddhas have become their disguise in wolf skins!!"

His voice was filled with endless sorrow and resentment, which was frightening.

"Even so, why... do you have to destroy everything?! Forget it, right and wrong, grudges, all have their own cause and effect, and we all cannot empathize with you!"

Yun Yurou didn't know what to say. After all, it was the hatred of others, but it was inevitable... that it would affect others!!

Jikong's body trembled slightly, tears kept rolling down his eyes. His heart was devoured by pain, unable to let go.

He continued, "Why?! One thought can make you a Buddha, and one thought can make you a devil. Until today, I have no regrets! Let us die here together!!" After saying that, he suddenly raised his right hand, and the sinister ghost energy came out of his hand and ran rampant.

The faces of the three of them changed drastically, and they each used their Qinggong skills to dodge Jikong's attack.

Starting from outside the room, there were movements in all directions of the temple, and strange sounds were heard everywhere, as if they were affected by the ghostly aura of this place.

"Formation?! A formation that attracts evil spirits, Senior Sister Lianyue!! I'm afraid it can't be resisted outside, I'll go and take a look!"

Master Jinshu flew out of the tower on his sword and cast out a set of evil-sealing techniques. The sword energy was compelling and the spiritual energy was rampant. He tried his best to suppress the evil spirit.

"You are such a lunatic, but I won't be buried with you!! Ha!!"

Yun Yirou formed seals with her hands, constantly changing her spells to stimulate her own strength to the extreme. Her eyes were firm and resolute, as if she was determined to fight this evil aura to the end.

As she cast the spell, a powerful bamboo spirit energy burst out from her body, forming a green light.

This ray of light was like a shield, blocking the aftermath of the opponent's evil energy and preventing it from corroding his body.

However, despite Yun Yurou's best efforts, the other party's evil spirit was still extremely strong. She felt a huge pressure, as if the whole world was pressing down on her. But she gritted her teeth and refused to give up.

At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly flashed before her eyes. She looked closely and found that it was Wang Chen who appeared beside her.

He came out of the painting?! Was he a spirit?! No, not really! ! It was him, the real him.

Wang Chen was seen holding the egg yolk with a serious expression. The cold jade bead flew into his brow and merged with the mark on his forehead. He exuded a powerful aura.

"What?! How is this possible?!" Ji Kong stared at Wang Chen coldly, as if he was surprised that something that no one could take away was directly absorbed by him.

He followed Ke Yue and of course had heard about this thing before. This thing would only work to its full potential when it met its master.

"Retreat!" Just one word, and Wen Jianwang Chen's eyes darkened, his lips slightly opened, and his sleeves moved with the wind. A wave of spiritual energy around him was like an overwhelming sea, directly suppressing the strange movements around him.

"My Lord, you are amazing! Such a big disturbance can be solved with just one word."

Yun Xirou was delighted when she saw this, as if she felt that with the Cold Jade Pearl on her body, this person's spiritual energy suddenly became so powerful.

If we find all the magic weapons and gather their powers together, how powerful would that be? !