The flowers of Gaoling have been picked

If it wasn't for the fear that Su Wangli wouldn't be able to get up the next day, he would have wanted to press him down for real tonight.

It's just that tomorrow we're going to take over Yulang's lair, so we can't be too indulgent tonight.

After tidying up for Su Wangli, he also went to take a shower, and then fell asleep with his arms around him contentedly.

On the second day, the two got up early, Su Wangli used Qing Jiongming, and saw the path of the spirit powder floating in the air, and the two of them rode their swords all the way to the Mo family, which is not too far from the Liushan Snow Lake. Zhuang, this Zhuangzi looks no different from those ordinary Zhuangzi from the outside. Occasionally, a few families on the edge of the Zhuangzi can be seen weeding their fields, laughing and laughing, in a peaceful and peaceful scene.

But Su Wangli could see that the Mohist Village was covered with a layer of purple-red enchantment, and outsiders couldn't get in at all. When he came here, he just felt that this place was not feasible, so he bypassed this village to find his own way.

"This Yulang is really courageous. His old nest is near the Liushan Snow Lake. It seems that he doesn't pay attention to the Liushan Snow Lake at all." Jing Zhan sneered and wanted to walk into Zhuangzi. Obviously, the barrier blocked him. , he couldn't get in at all.

Su Wangli walked up to the barrier, reached out to touch the barrier, a strong evil energy collided with it and resisted, forcibly blocking back the spiritual power that Su Wangli wanted to break through.

Seeing this scene, Jing Zhan also worked hard, but the result was the same as his master.

It seems that this enchantment is not so easy to break.

Jing Zhan didn't believe in this evil, so he summoned Nianjun to whip out a whip, mustering all his strength, but such a powerful spiritual power changed his temper when it touched the barrier, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and drifted away.

"This, this is too impossible! How could he create such a strong barrier that it can't even be broken!" Jing Zhan cursed in a low voice, and said viciously.

Su Wangli naturally noticed it too, afraid that Jing Zhan's temper would hurt him, so he stopped him behind him, and said, "This enchantment definitely didn't happen in the past few days."

Although the Taoist ability of the boundary setter is part of the strength of the barrier, it is not the whole. Time is an important determinant of the strength of the barrier. As the time of setting up the barrier increases, the power of the barrier will become stronger, and now The barrier that neither of these two could break through had existed here for at least a year and a half.

"Then what should we do?" Jing Zhan said angrily.

No wonder this Yulang is so bold, it turned out that he had been prepared for a long time, and no one would come in, but Jing Zhan was not reconciled, he was clearly in front of him, but he had nothing to do with this person.

"Let's try together." Su Wangli had no other choice.

After finishing speaking, Su Wangli summoned Everlasting Hate, imbued spiritual power with a sword and a whip, and slashed straight towards the barrier. The two strands of spiritual power, one gold and one red, were like two giant pythons intertwined, and rushed straight towards the barrier.

At the moment when good and evil confront each other, the surrounding area is washed away by the airflow, like a mountain torrent, and no one is spared from the lush vegetation and bright flowers, but they are so strong, this enchantment is only forced to break a hole, and it does not hurt too much. and half a point.

Fearing that it would heal, the two entered through the cave one after another, but just as they were about to leave, they heard footsteps behind them, turned their heads and looked back, and found that several Liushan Snow Lake disciples headed by Mu Ziyang had also rushed over.

Although such a strong air flow would definitely attract their attention, Su Wangli did not expect it to come so fast. It seemed that Mu Ziyang was also eager for revenge, and rushed over without hesitation when he heard any movement.

Seeing that the hole in the enchantment was about to heal little by little, Mu Ziyang rolled and rolled in, leaving a few brothers who followed him staring outside.

No one expected him to be so decisive.

"Master Mu!" one of them shouted.

"It's okay, you all go back." Mu Ziyang turned around and shouted at those people, and then walked to Su Wangli and Jing Zhan, bowed and saluted, and said earnestly: "Taoist, take me, I will go to danger Heavy, I may be able to help if I am alone, although Ziyang is stupid, he still understands something after all."

Mu Ziyang was determined to take revenge, but Su Wangli's "no" couldn't stop him, so he compromised: "Stay close behind me, don't act rashly."

Seeing Mu Ziyang nodding in agreement, Su Wangli and Jing Zhan were willing to go inside.

But after entering Zhuangzi, I realized something was wrong.

This is nothing like what you see outside the barrier!

How can there be any comfort and comfort, the whole Zhuangzi can't even see a living thing, there are dried dark red blood stains everywhere, the broken door panels and windows creak, and the wind blows up the dust all over the place. The place looks like a dead village.

The gust of wind blew into the alley, and the sound of hitting the wall was shrill and treacherous, resembling a woman's sharp screaming and crying.

Su Wangli glanced back anxiously, and Mu Ziyang followed behind the two obediently, grasping his saber tightly, and kept looking around.

"Master, what do you think this Yulang has in mind to stay here? Do you think he can sleep at night?" Jing Zhan saw patches of bright red blood, and there were some rotten flesh on it. Sticking, swarms of maggots wriggled and gnawed on it, he couldn't help shivering a few times, complaining.

Originally, they wanted to wait for Su Wangli's answer, but before the answer came, Su Wangli grabbed his collar and threw him behind him. Mu Ziyang was also taken by Jing Zhan. Both of them hadn't figured out the situation yet. In front of him was a white dress fluttering in the wind, and he was holding a long hate to chop off the head of the thing that was attacking Chao Jingzhan.

Only then did Jing Zhan see clearly that it was clearly a human being!

But he is not a living person, his limbs are already rotten and smelly, and there are a few pieces of flesh that have not fallen off on the white bones. In this way, he rushed towards Jing Zhan quickly and ruthlessly.

If Su Wangli moved a step slower just now, then he...

It was scary to think about it, and Jing Zhan couldn't help shivering again.

On the other hand, Mu Ziyang is a very courageous kid. Seeing a steady stream of living dead rushing out of the dilapidated house in all directions, he immediately drew his sword and slashed without hesitation. Spiritual power, only by brute strength.

Jing Zhan summoned Nianjun to resist. He originally wanted to help Mu Ziyang, but he couldn't figure it out seeing him kill so hard.

It is said that Mu Ziyang, a descendant of the Mu family in Liushanxuetan, has no skills. From this point of view, those rumors are indeed rumors, and it is more than enough to deal with these living dead.

If Mu Ziyang only relies on swordsmanship, he can do it, but his immortal bones are not good, and if he cultivates immortals, he can't do it at all, but Liushan Xuetan is the first Taoist temple in cultivating immortals. If even the master can't do it, it's not his fault Do you want to ruin the sect's face? Who will be willing to ask for advice in the future?

Sure enough, although these walking corpses have mediocre attack power, their speed is not slow. It would be too exhausting to defend and chop off their heads. Naturally, he was not as good as an adult man, and he couldn't hold it for long.

Seeing that there were more and more living dead, the three of them were surrounded densely, one after another, Su Wangli had no choice but to fly to the roof, summoned Li Yin and began to play.

The melodious voice spread everywhere, and all the irritable walking corpses stopped attacking, their ferocious faces became dull, as if they had become conscious, they didn't know where they were, and they looked back and forth.

"Stay in each room, close the door tightly, and don't come out." Su Wangli said softly.

I saw that all the walking corpses nodded calmly when they heard the music, and went back to the dilapidated house. Some closed the half-rotten doors, and some blocked the doors that had all come off the door frame at the exit. They were very cute. up.

After everything was done, only the three of them were left on the street, and the original calm returned.

Only then did Su Wangli put away Li Yin and landed beside the two of them.

"Go, I can't control it for too long." Su Wangli said and pulled the two of them forward.

Just now on the roof, I saw a temple not far away. Although it is not very big, it is brand new, and it stands out in the gray sky.

"You, you, are you the God Venerable Constellation, the Immortal Yaohua?" Mu Ziyang looked at Su Wangli in a daze, letting Jing Zhan grab his arm and run forward.

Su Wangli kept his mouth shut and did not raise his eyebrows.

But Mu Ziyang already had the answer in his heart. The only person in this world who can make the magic weapon Liyin is Yaohua Xianjun. The pipa just now must be Liyin. In this way, the sword in Yaohua Xianjun's hand is It is the ancient artifact, eternal hatred!

He didn't expect to be able to see the legendary Yaohua Immortal with his own eyes. It is said in the world that Yaohua Immortal often descends to the earth to eliminate demons, but no one has seen his real appearance. It was good to say something, and a sentence suddenly popped up: "Aren't you a Maitreya Buddha with a bald head and a big belly?"

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Both of them were speechless when they heard this sentence, Su Wangli was too lazy to talk nonsense to explain, but Jing Zhan didn't want others to say that about his master, so he raised his hand and patted the child on the back of the head, shouting: "Shut up! , what are you talking about!"

Where has Mu Ziyang been beaten?Not to mention those children in Liushan Xuetan, even his father, Twilight Qi, just talked to him, where did he move his hands, the young master's temper can't be changed in a day or two, so he immediately wrinkled his face and covered the back of his head with one hand , Cursing back: "Say what you said! Why hit me on the head!"

"Shut up yet? I think you still want to slap me again!" After all, Jing Zhan was five or six years older than him, and he was taller than him at 01:30. A pair of sharp eyes stared at him, making Mu Ziyang felt a chill, immediately pursed his lips, rolled his eyes stubbornly at Jing Zhan, stopped talking, and let Jing Zhan drag him away.

This temple is at the end of Mojiazhuang, there are no houses around, it is empty, only a brand new temple stands here.

Seeing this, Su Wangli immediately cast a barrier to separate the temple from the house, for fear that the living dead would lose their minds and rush over again.

There are no obstacles around this temple, presumably this Yulang is also confident that his barrier will not be broken, so he simply doesn't even set up a barrier here.

The three of them entered the temple, and a statue of Maitreya Buddha stood on the altar. The outer layer of gold paint had almost fallen off, leaving only black mud on the inside. A smiling face was dilapidated, but Jing Zhan still recognized it at a glance. , isn't this Buddha statue his master, Immortal Yaohua?

Is this Yulang still a follower of Su Wangli?

After looking at it for a while, Mu Ziyang also saw that the Buddha statue looked familiar. After all, Yaohua Xianjun did not know anyone, so he pointed to the Buddha statue and said, "Isn't this Yaohua Xianjun?"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to think of something, turned his head and glared at Jing Zhan beside him, and said angrily, "I just said that he looks bald and pregnant, you still don't believe me!"

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Su Wangli didn't want to waste any more time explaining to the kid.

Looking around, I found that except for this dilapidated Buddha statue, everything else in the temple was brand new. The pillars on the top of the temple were all wrapped and hung with bright red brocade and satin. Two big red candles were lit on the altar in front of the Buddha statue. Two strings of red lanterns were hung.

Jing Zhan thought to himself, if he added two more characters, then this would definitely be the place where he would go into the bridal chamber for marriage.

A bright red silk cloth is hung on the left side of the temple, covering the inside tightly so that things cannot be seen clearly.

Su Wangli flicked his sleeves, and a gust of clear water lifted the curtain. Jing Zhan and Mu Ziyang saw clearly the contents of the four basins behind the curtain. They both gasped and their hairs stood on end.

They had never seen so many hearts.

The four large basins are wide and deep, filled with bright red hearts, beating non-stop, one after another, and in the center of the four large basins, there is a heart, which is more colorful than all the colors in the basins. They must be bright and beating faster, and the four large basins around are continuously converging into a stream of purple evil spirits pouring into the heart.