North Journey

"This deity has avoided the world for many years, and I don't want to have an old man who has heard the name of blood silk..."

Dark and hoarse voices came from all directions, and if there seemed to be no black mist rising, the blood-colored silk thread exuded a glistening luster under the black mist wrapping.

Standing on one side, Chu Qin'er leaned towards Chu Ze subconsciously. Shen Yang frowned, and a delicate but dangerous leaf tip protruded from the dark green vine at his feet.

Jiang Minglan and Jiang Mingzhu sideways kept Yinnian, who had been silently following them, in the middle. Yinnian didn't seem to notice the change in the environment, but just lowered his head, staring at the compass that he had been holding in his arms.

Xiao Ziyao and Zhang Weiheng couldn't help tensing up, the evil aura was too strong, they changed their positions almost immediately, blocking any blind spots that might sneak attack Ye Weiyan.

Wen Yuyan ignored the pretentiously gloomy voice, to him, these people were nothing but ants that he had stepped under his feet.Even though his strength has only recovered seventy-eight percents of what it was at the peak due to his skills, he has reincarnated many times and exposed his identity several times when his strength was not yet full, but no one has ever been able to shake his No.1 position in the evil way. , How can there be no cards?

This time he started all over again in the name of "Wen Yuyan", although he let Feng Jing hold Xie Xiu in his hands, but in the final analysis, he just didn't want to control it, not that he couldn't control it.

Feng Jing has his secrets, so Wen Yuyan naturally has them too.

At least, so far, no one has ever known where the Nine-Twisting Evil Lord who has ruled the roost in the evil way for thousands of years came from?Is he a human, a demon, or some other unknown existence?

Walking through the long river of time, experiencing childhood, youth, youth, middle age, and old age again and again, Wen Yuyan has actually experienced many different lives.There was even one time when he recovered his former cultivation level as he grew older, but he never stepped into the world of cultivators at all. He just guarded that small village, working from sunrise to sunset, Spent a life that is regarded as the year of the tortoise and the crane for ordinary people.

For him, whether it is No. 1 of the evil way or the evil king of Jiuqu, these titles are not really important.Changing your identity is another life.When he first chose this path, he hesitated whether he would regret it in the future, but after thousands of years, he has become accustomed to such changes.

It's just that he didn't expect that he actually waited for someone who made him willing to stay in this life for him...

With his left hand clasping Pei Yushu's right wrist, Wen Yu smiled calmly.Pei Youken agreed to let Pei Yushu follow him because he swore a heaven and earth oath that he would risk his life to protect his well-being.

However, looking at Shen Yang, Ye Weiyan, Chang Yi, Xue Wang, Feng Zhi and Xuan Zang, this team is more hidden than anyone imagined...

Shang Shixu's fingertips showed a little light, which was as blue as washing, which made people feel refreshed in the darkened sky.

Xuanzang, who was lying on his shoulder, felt the subtle changes in the laws of heaven and earth, and couldn't help showing pity in a certain direction in a humane way.

Even though there is still a big realm, his "master" exists like the incarnation of the law...

The few Youjiaos they met at the beginning seemed a little flustered in the face of such changes, while the few who appeared later kept Lin He in the center and retreated step by step from the side of Shang Shixu and his party.

Even though they have never seen Shang Shixu and others make a move, but they have been with the "immortal master" for so long, they naturally know that their martial arts are nothing compared to those immortal techniques.

Fine raindrops suddenly floated down from the sky, as if the darkness of the sky was not due to someone's evil spirit, but just a change in the weather.

The thicker black mist melted into the water, and the blood lines that had been floating in mid-air on the black mist fell down unsteadily, and their luster dimmed a bit.

This type of Ganlin technique can really be called Taoism and nature.

Zen Master Xue Wang praised silently, although Yangzhi Ganlu is famous for Buddhism, but going back to the beginning, it is a Taoist technique.It's just that Taoism has not seen a disciple who can make this style so natural and beautiful for many years...

He is much older than Shang Shixu, so he will not let him face the enemy alone.

He chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, folded his palms together, and the Buddha's light emerged from his body, and the blood line that lost the cover of the black mist melted like ice and snow.

The Buddha's light is golden, and the monk's robe is pure white. Even though the three thousand black hairs are not broken, they are still so sacred that people can't help but stop their heads.

Feng Zhi looked at such a young monk, bathed in the soft light of Buddha, and was satisfied.

Perhaps it was unexpected that the evil mist and the blood silk would be broken so easily, the existence who didn't know where it was hidden was silent for a while, then laughed "Jie Jie".

The strange bell sounded directly to the soul, and a sedan chair appeared in front of everyone.

The four people who carried the sedan chair were all wrapped in black robes from top to bottom, their hunched backs, thin bodies, and the hands holding the crossbar were covered with wrinkles and calluses.

There is a bell tied to each of the four corners of the sedan chair, which is dark brown and makes strange sounds as the bearer advances step by step.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the man sitting in the sedan chair.No, it is really difficult to determine whether that existence is a person...

The "person" was only the size of a baby, wrapped in swaddling clothes, with only a pair of shriveled hands exposed.Bright red threads appeared and disappeared between them, most of the distorted face was hidden in the shadows, only the ferocious mouth was exposed.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie, I haven't seen such good materials for a long time."

The snake-like tongue stuck out and licked his lips. The blood silkworm evil lord looked at the few people as if he was looking at a dead thing.

"My lord, these people..."

Lin He bowed slightly, his slightly lowered eyes concealed the disgust in it.

Blood Silkworm Xiejun waved his deformed hands, his hoarse and broken voice was like a saw cutting through a broken log.

"They, the deity will accept them."

At some point, Shang Shixu and his party were surrounded by a crowd dressed like bearers, and a bell that was more delicate than the bells hanging on the four corners of the sedan chair appeared in the hands of the Blood Silkworm Evil Lord, and it shook at a special frequency. .

So those people staggered towards Shang Shixu and the others, their outstretched hands were rotten, and their exposed eyes were empty...

"What a nuisance!"

Feng Zhi, who was standing barefoot on the ground, sniffed and stomped his feet. The crisp ringtone broke the weirdness created by the man. The man in black seemed to be disturbed by the unusual ringtone, and his behavior was chaotic for a moment.

Xue Wang grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms.

"Sister, you don't need to look at these things."

He said softly, and with the other hand, he took advantage of the momentum of the "Green Rain Technique" to absorb the water vapor around his body for his own use. His palm was like water flowing indefinitely, but he smashed the five bells with ease.

The blood thread between the fingers of the Blood Silkworm Evil Lord blocked the remaining force of this palm.He raised his head angrily, revealing a pair of big protruding eyes.

"The Buddha asked Jialan—destroy my soul-destroying bell! Who are you?!"

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty is the secret of Buddhism. He never thought that a wild fox Chan who is greedy for beauty would be able to use this trick.

Zen Master Xue Wang ignored his question, just clasped his palms together and recited the six-syllable mantra in a low voice.

The men in black robes who stood still because the bell was destroyed seemed to feel the endless blessing and compassion of the Buddhas in the six-character mantra. One of them suddenly raised his head, wanting to say something, but the broken vocal cords could only It makes him make a little "whoosh" sound from his throat.

Zen Master Xue Wang showed a trace of compassion. These people are actually living people, but they were turned into living corpses. Now, even if they still retain a little bit of sanity, they are no different from dead people.

Xiao Ziyao has read a lot of books since he was a child, and he never let go of this habit after he joined the Yinxian Sect.In the past three years, he has read most of the books in the Yinxianzong Bookstore, so it is impossible for him not to recognize this living corpse sorcery.Yet it was precisely because of this that he was shocked.

"...Lin He, where do these people come from?!"

Even if he gave up the path of being an official and serving the people, the teachings and outlook on life he had received over the years would not change.He didn't want to believe that the classmate he admired so much would turn into what he is now.

There was no reminder before, but now that they saw these living corpses, they didn't know that the evil curse on Wang Cheng was set during the initial preparations for refining the living corpses.If not, if not...

"They are all the people of Wusu, aren't they?!"

Xiao Ziyao's voice was lingering, and Lin He met his angry eyes, and silently looked away.

He saved them, but he was also killing them...

Zen Master Xue Wang looked at the black-robed man who died quickly after breaking free from the control of the soul-destroying bell, closed his eyes, and recited the mantra of the past life again.

"Little monk."

A pair of soft hands covered his eyelids, Feng Zhi was close to his body, the same elegant sandalwood on both bodies intertwined, covering up the smell of carrion.

"Little monk, you are upset, shall I kill him?"

Her tone was gentle, not even a little teasing like in the past, when Feng Zhi said this, it was like a mother coaxing a child who refused to sleep well.

but……

There was a trace of helplessness on Xue Wang's face, or maybe there was still a little bit of joy?

He finished reciting a roll of the mantra of death, and then pulled Feng Zhi's hand covering his eyes, pampered and indulged,

"Sister."

The author has something to say:

Long-lost update, do you still love zuo (zhe) :-D

Well, Rong Yu knows that it is very unkind to stop updating for so many days, but everyone knows that the final exam is coming... There is still one and a half of the five major assignments left, so there should be more updates this week.But it is estimated that it will be interrupted next week, after all, the exam week←_←

Rong Yu went home on July [-]st, and the subsequent updates should, maybe, probably stabilize [Wang Tian]