Monk, let go of that little zombie

Back in the temple, Mo Dong took Xia Chu directly to find Kong Wu.

Kong Wu just sent away a pilgrim who asked him to explain his doubts, and got a small amount of sesame oil money. He was in a happy mood, but suddenly he was shocked by Shang Xia Chu's colorful face.

"What's wrong?" Didn't he go down the mountain to thank Kong Xuan? Why did Kong Wu get hurt all over his body? Kong Wu couldn't help but look at Dong Mo, "Did you fight someone?"

Xia Chu replied on his behalf: "The monk did a good deed and saved the people in the entire apartment." Then U Lala told Kong Wu the ins and outs.

After Dongmo finished speaking, he took out the green gourd, and Kong Wu took it and looked it over carefully. After a while, his white beard raised in shock: "This seems to be the two immortals' spirit-gathering reed."

"That's it." Dong Mo looked serious.

Kong Wu frowned: "But why is it different from the Erxian Juling Reed in the records?"

It is recorded in "Lingbaolu" that the Erxian Juling Lu is a medium-sized spiritual creature, green all over, blooming for a hundred years, bearing fruit for a hundred years, and contains a natural gathering of spirits.If it is placed in a certain place, that place must be outstanding, and it is a rare treasure.

For Taoist practitioners, if they have a two-immortal Juling reed, they will get twice the result with half the effort.Especially nowadays, the aura of heaven and earth is decreasing day by day, forcing many Taoist inheritance families to close down and farm obediently.

The Two Immortals Spirit Gathering Reed is a self-produced spirit in the heaven and the earth. With the spiritual energy in the world today, it is impossible to produce it by itself, and the Two Immortals Spirit Gathering Reed has long since disappeared.

"I've checked, and the Spirit Gathering Formation that comes with it has been artificially modified." Dongmo explained, "Essentially speaking, it has the ability to confuse people's minds, but it is far from killing people. The level. In just one month, the matter can affect the minds of most people in the apartment, so it can be seen that there is something fueling his power."

"When I took it out, it attracted a Sha Demon."

"Shamo?" Kong Wu walked back and forth twice, "This thing hasn't appeared for more than a hundred years."

He stopped in his tracks and looked at Dongmo: "You mean...someone used Erxian Julinglu to create Shamo."

Dong Mo nodded calmly.

"Leave this matter to me. I'll talk to those old men and ask them to check if there is such a situation within their jurisdiction." Kong Wu sighed.

After sighing, he became angry again: "Which goddamn wicked ghost used a spiritual weapon to create a demon, it really was the ancestral grave... Wait, junior brother?"

Kong Wu suddenly changed his face: "Isn't it what I thought?"

A hint of hesitation flashed between Dong Mo's brows: "...I'm not sure either."

"No, no, no, I have to inform the other sects quickly and tell them about this, so I'd better take precautions." Kong Wu hurried out without caring about anything else.

Mo Dong called him: "Brother, where is the medicinal wine you made?"

"I'll let Ming deliver it later."

"Go back to your room first." Dong Mo said to Xia Chu.

"Wait, please explain to me first. Shamo, I know, is a monster that feeds on humans, but what do you and the abbot mean?" Chu Xia tugged at Dong Mo's sleeves, and the whole person was in a hurry Leaning on him, Dong Mo glanced at him, wanted to push him away, raised his hand and put it down again.

"Also, I don't think the people in Tianhe Apartment have any other problems except being disturbed by the ghost. If the one you killed was really a demon, why didn't anyone die?"

A monk came over, Dong Mo pushed Xia Chu away, and said slowly: "The Sha demon that was collected on the roof of the apartment today has just formed and is still very weak, how dare it wantonly hurt people's lives."

Xia Chu thought, I'm a good boy, he didn't even see what that thing looked like, just the oppression made him feel scared, and at the end of winter, his mouth was actually weak?

If he wants to match up, it will definitely be over.

"Don't be afraid." Dong Mo moved his fingers, wanting to pat Xia Chu on the shoulder, but in the end he didn't, and only comforted him with his eyes, "Shamo is not difficult to deal with, it has weaknesses."

Xia Chu tried his best to recall what his adoptive father told him about Shamo, but it was a pity that he was in love with roasted whole sheep at that time, and he had no idea what his adoptive father said.

"Someone went to great lengths to create a Sha demon that is not difficult to deal with using a spiritual weapon in an inconspicuous apartment..."

Xia Chu interrupted him: "I understand, the people behind it want to create a more powerful guy!"

The end of winter shook his head.

Xia Chu frowned: "What is that?"

"If spirit weapons are used to create demons in other places, it is very likely that the people behind them want to be resurrected..." Dong Mo paused, his voice froze, "Demon Lord."

Xia Chu blinked: "Is that the Demon Lord who was killed by countless bigwigs in the Xuanmen world 150 years ago?"

There are reasons for the decline of Xuanmen today. One is that the aura of heaven and earth is too thin to cultivate; the other is that many Xuanmen families were wiped out in the great war back then.

Xia Chu also heard from his adoptive father that that Demon Lord came out of nowhere, was ruthless, cruel, treated human life like nothing, and set off a bloodbath.

At that time, in the Xuanmen world, no matter if it was a well-known sect or an unknown hermit, they all stood up to do justice for the sky, and worked together to kill the Demon Lord.

The adoptive father told Xia Chu that his grand master also participated in that battle at that time. Fortunately, there were many big bosses, and the grand master was lucky to hide in it and not lose his braids.

Although the righteous father described the great battle in a very flat tone at that time, the death of so many Taoist masters in that battle is enough to prove the strength of the Demon Lord.

If Mozun is really revived, how can it be its opponent with the few sect masters in the Xuanmen world now.

Xia Chu always felt a little unreal: "Monk, are you sure it's true?"

"Whether it's true or not, there's nothing wrong with being prepared in advance." Dongmo lowered her eyes. If it was true as he thought, the Xuanmen world, which had been quiet for more than 100 years, would be restless again.

This time, can it be as smooth as last time?

*

Back in the monk's room, Liao Ming brought medicinal wine, Xia Chu lay down on the bed, and automatically lifted his clothes, revealing the bruises around his waist, after a period of fermentation, the bruises looked even more terrifying.

"Monk, why are you staring blankly, rub it for me quickly!" Chu Xia shouted dissatisfied after waiting for a long time before Dong Mo could move.

Liao Ming hadn't left yet, seeing this, he covered his face reflexively, thinking of Amitabha Buddha in his heart.

Mo Dong noticed his movements, her ears turned red, and she put the medicinal wine beside Xia Chu's side: "You can rub it yourself."

Xia Chu was immediately upset, and stalked like a bean: "Have you forgotten how I got this injury! If it weren't for your concern that you can't hurt people, would I not fight back? If I fight back, would I be beaten like this? Now you don't want to rub my wounds, do you still have any compassion?!"

Seeing that the situation is not good, Liao Ming hurriedly resigned, he couldn't help muttering twice in his heart, the master and uncle became more and more indulgent towards Xia benefactor.

No one would have dared to speak to Master Uncle like this before, but Master Uncle didn't look annoyed at all, only a little helpless, tsk tsk.

After Liao Ming left, Dongmo heaved a sigh of relief.

Xia Chu looked at his expression, stopped complaining for a few miles, and opened his big eyes slightly: "Monk, are you embarrassed?"

"What's there to be embarrassed about? It's not like you haven't rubbed me before." Xia Chu rolled his eyes, "Besides, we both took a shower together, so why are you ashamed?"

"Nonsense." Dong Mo shook his hand as he was about to take the medicine, and his expression was a bit embarrassed, "When will the poor monk take a bath with you!"

Xia Chu is proud: "The pool in the closed room, you took a bath in it, and I also took a bath in it, rounding it up, we don't share a bath, what is it?"

At the end of winter: "..."

He poured the medicinal wine into his hand with a blank expression, and pressed down on Chu Xia's wound.

Xia Chu let out a scream, panting in pain: "Easy, light!"