Into the Pirated Cultivation Text

Galeng Temple.

"The poor monk sees that although there is devilish energy in this beast, it should be the devilish energy left over from hundreds of years ago. It does not have the devilish energy that the Master said was transformed from the dark valley. Could it be that the Lord made a mistake?"

After Yuanyuan put the shrunken Fudou on the Sanskrit rosette, Xuan Ce had cast a magic spell on that Fudou, shrinking it into a palm-sized villain, whose black tail couldn't be retracted. In the Sanskrit Lotus, jumping up and down, can't get away from this lotus, the whole petite sits on the lotus and yells:

"Smelly monk, you are all with that hairy lion. I didn't do anything to you, so I united with that hairy lion to mess with me. When I get out, I will burn you to death, heartless stinky monk!"

After being far away, Amitabha Buddha said, "Almsgiver, please accumulate some virtue."

Fu Dou began to curse again, "Damn donkey, stop nagging in front of me, I get annoyed when I see you monks!"

Although the eyes of this Fudou were gouged out, as an ancient beast, it still did not affect its vision.

Xuan Ce frowned, pinched his hands, and the disaster on Lian Shang was immediately smashed on the top of his head by an ice blade. He yelled, "Stinky monk! Stinky monk! We have fought if we have the ability!"

Xuance frowned and looked at it, "If you continue to speak rudely, I will throw you into the quenching pool of Bailing Mountain Villa. It just so happens that my apprentice wants to practice a magic weapon, but I still lack a soul."

After hearing the words, Fu Dou really shut up. He touched the top of his head, his black eyes overflowed with black air, and he looked full of evil spirits.

"My apprentice has seen it with his own eyes. There should be no mistake. The Yin Valley fought with the disaster and was swallowed by it. The Yin Valley was transformed by Yin and evil. Being swallowed by this fierce beast should make it swell several times. , the demonic energy rose sharply, but this Huo Dou not only did not increase his cultivation, he seemed to be gradually weakened because of his eyes being gouged out."

Otherwise, with Xuan Ce's cultivation, he still couldn't restrain this ancient beast.

After hearing what Xuan Ce said, confusion flashed across his face, "I read Master Huineng's handwriting, and I know that the reason why this Huo Dou is a fierce beast is because it ate the photogenic Di Moguo thousands of years ago. It harms the mortal world everywhere, burns fields and plunders land, but never devours mortals, only eats the golden core after the death of monsters, so Master Huineng did not drive them out."

"If this disaster really swallowed Yingu, it wouldn't be so weak."

Xuan Ce nodded thoughtfully, "Isn't that the case, that is, the evil spirit of the Yin Valley has escaped from its belly and fell into the cultivation world."

Fu Dou was still scolding Xuan Ce in a low voice, Xuan Ce suddenly twisted two fingers, pinched its tail, turned it upside down, and shook it lightly a few times, Fu Dou howled, and soon his face became ugly , made a motion of vomiting with a blushing face, and began to pour things out of his mouth:

A pile of spiritual fruit cores that were not spit out, two undigested golden pills that were swallowed from nowhere, and some miscellaneous roasted chicken and duck legs and other mortal food.

Only there is no so-called magic energy.

"Ah, smelly monk, I'm going to kill you!" Fu Dou saw what he had spit out, and it exploded again.

Xuan Ce put a restriction on Fanyinlian, so he couldn't hear the voice of Huo Dou at all.

"It seems that Yin Gu has already escaped, it was my negligence." Xuan Ce originally brought Huo Dou back to Linxianzong, but no one in Linxianzong could see anything unusual about this beast. After being trapped in Fudou for 300 years, I came here to confirm it.

Unexpectedly, Fu Dou does not have the evil energy of the Yin Valley in his body, and the Yin Valley they brought out from the Yin-Yang Eight Diagrams Formation has already fallen into the realm of cultivation. It is really a big deal.

Ji Yuan's words also revealed his worries, "Since the Battle of the Mirror, the monsters have never ceased fighting with the cultivation world. If the dark valley comes out this time, I am afraid that the big monsters will not let go of the opportunity."

The cultivation of monsters is much more difficult than that of monks, so many monsters devour monks' golden elixir, or practice sorcery. If they can swallow the yin valley nourished by thousands of years of yin energy, it must be that the magic energy has greatly increased and turned into themselves. No, who else in the comprehension world will be able to defeat him?

The evil spirits in the Red Flame Territory are already ready to move, if they know the news, they will come out again, and it is inevitable that there will be another big battle in the cultivation world.

"If this is the case, Ce will definitely protect each other with all his strength."

Ji Yuan bent his body, "Your Majesty is a true gentleman. We will also be bound by our duty."

Xuan Ce bowed back and bowed, "Since this disaster is not an evil beast, I will use the Hualian Pond of your temple to wash and refine the filth and devilish energy on it, as revenge for gouging its eyes. "

In fact, the most demonic part of Fudou's body is its eyes. Di Moguo is the evil fruit of lying. The so-called "seeing words but not seeing them, and not seeing words and seeing is the flow of lies." What you see is biased. Di Moguo believes that The biggest source of evil is the eyes. Fu Dou's eyes were gouged out by Feng Tingyun, and the demonic energy injected into him gradually decreased.

But the enmity of eye-gouging has a cause and effect, and Xuan Ce worried that the cause and effect would reincarnate on Feng Tingyun and Rong Xin, so he wanted to repay Huo Dou's favor.

Ji Yuan nodded, "The Hualian Pond is on the back mountain of the temple, but the Venerable Master needs to pay attention, once the restriction on the Hualian Pond is opened, you must calm down, don't give birth to nightmares, don't confuse your mind, don't give up halfway, otherwise you will definitely die." All previous efforts have been wasted, and it will be eaten up by the Supreme Master."

Xuan Ce understood, "Certificate must be paid attention to."

Hualian Pond is the lotus pond used by Master Huineng to drive away evil spirits and cleanse the dusty heart when he was alive. The spring in Hualian Pond was once a gift from a friend of Master Huineng. Breathing, with the help of spells, it can wash away the filthy devilish energy and keep a pure and innocent heart.

But once this lotus pond is opened, it will take an anniversary to re-clean itself, and such a place is naturally coveted by people in the cultivation world. Unable to open.

Jiyuan brought Xuan Ce to the back mountain, and read a scripture with his staff in his hand. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up from the bamboo forest behind him, and there was a rustling sound. From far to near, the bell on the staff rang, and after a while, A soft light came out from the barrier, "My lord, this barrier has been opened, and it won't close for three days. Do you need the poor monk to defend you here?"

Xuan Ce thought for a while, and said, "No need. I heard that Mingjiang is not peaceful recently. This is Jialeng Temple, and there will be no madmen to stop me. Three days later will be the day when my disciple will become a Taoist couple. I will finish the exorcism as soon as possible and go to participate in the grand ceremony, so feel free to leave, Master.”

Ji Yuan nodded, "Is this a great gift from little friend Rong Xin and the young owner of Bailing Villa?"

Xuan Ce's long eyelashes were half drooping, and his warm expression disappeared, "Master also heard about it?"

As far away as Amitabha Buddha said, "Meeting in the world of mortals, the poor monk was fortunate to know the owner of Tianjin City. He once begged to come to my master's door, and hoped that my master could take in my little friend as a disciple."

Xuan Ce raised his eyes unexpectedly, "City Master Rong actually visited Senior Yuan Rong?"

Ji Yuan sighed and put his palms together, "Yes, sorry for the hearts of the parents in the world, but my master said he couldn't accept this apprentice."

Xuance frowned, seemingly displeased, "Why?"

Jiyuan explained, "To enter my sect, you need to stay out of the mundane world and not ask about love and hatred. Master said that Rong Xiaoyou's fate in the world is not in Jialeng Temple, and he also said that he has not yet completed his soul casting, and he is exiled in a foreign land. One day his soul will return. Xi, only then can we arbitrarily judge love and hatred."

Xuan Ce was silent for a long time, his Adam's apple moved, "Then where is his fate?"

Yuan Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but there seemed to be a flash of compassion in his eyes, "His fate is not with the Supreme One."

The red silk warming tent, the gauze floating by the night wind, the spacious room is full of festive bright red, two red candles are placed on the nanmu table on the desk, and brocade is spread on the screen couch inside the tent.

A young man with black hair and shawls was lying on the couch, his thin and long straight legs were lying wantonly on the side of the couch, his wedding clothes were slightly draped, his white undershirt was exposed, and the overlapping collars were loosened at some point , The delicate and fair skin is very scorching.

The young man raised his eyes, the heroic eyebrows and eyes did not have the slightest sense of femininity, a gleam of light flashed in the dark eyes, pouted his lips, and angrily said to the person who walked in, "Why are you here? I want to eat that, serve it to me come over."

Hearing this, the person who entered the door really brought a plate for him. On the plate were plump cherries, and the young man squeezed one into his mouth. His lips were red and his teeth were white. The juice from the cherries stained the corners of his mouth. , the boy didn't notice it at all, his Adam's apple slipped gently, and he sighed, "It's so sweet."

The person holding the plate reached out to wipe off the red juice from the corners of his lips. The young man slyly stretched out his tongue and licked it. The juice had been drawn between the lips and teeth around the soft tongue.

"I still want to eat." The boy said.

The person holding the plate picked up the cherries self-consciously, then pushed the plate away, "Hey you."

The young man didn't seem too happy about it. He tilted his head slightly, revealing his straight collarbone. A few cherries could be placed in the smooth and flat socket of the bone. The man thought so, and seemed to do the same.

The young man raised his eyebrows, and stared over with angry phoenix eyes, "Take it away!"

The man refused to take it away, bent down, and kissed the cherry on the collarbone. The young man broke away from his embrace, but was grabbed by the man and clasped his wrists on the couch. The large wedding dress was spread out, and the young man was slender She couldn't move her arms, and her jade-like skin was in stark contrast to the scarlet brocade.

The man raised his head, revealing a face with sword-like brows and star-eyed eyes, handsome and extraordinary——

Feng Tingyun suddenly opened his eyes on the couch.

How could you have such a dream?

Feng Tingyun circulated his spiritual power to suppress the condensed air rising from his internal organs, but the throbbing in his heart was still incessant——

The boy in the dream is Rong Xin.

But why that face is Junior Brother Ye?

Feng Tingyun held his chest with slightly trembling hands, and got off the couch. He walked to the desk, breathed out, and stroked the Lingyun Sword with his evenly long fingers. Ting Yun used his sea of ​​consciousness to visit, but found that Ling Yunjian refused to agree with him.

Xie Dao was born, his grandmother was seriously ill and worried, and all the trivial matters of Bailing Villa were put on him as the young master. Besides, he had to prepare for the marriage. Feng Tingyun was so busy every day that he never touched the ground. After resting for a while, he closed his eyes, and he, who had been abstinent for many years, had a strange dream.

weird?

It's really weird.

Wearing red clothes and black hair, and warming the tent by candlelight, the young man should have been his Taoist companion.

Ten miles of red makeup, eternal love, only one person in this life.

Feng Tingyun's fingers rested on Lingyun's scabbard, spiritual energy entangled the hilt, and the cold light suddenly appeared, and the room was full of wind and clouds, just like that day when Rongxin knelt in front of the Jingsi wall and swore frankly, "Junior Ye is just a younger brother, and he is just like a younger brother." Senior brother is incomparable."

The blade of the sword suddenly closed, and the breeze in the room stopped suddenly, as if nothing had happened.

Feng Tingyun's expression changed unpredictably, the red light in his eyes flashed and then disappeared again.

The quenching pool of Bailing Villa.Mrs. Zhao was supported by the maid in one hand, and held on to the stick in the other hand, she said worriedly, "Fairy, are you sure you can hold this soldier down this time?"

Huang Yingying nodded, "I have already set up the formation, and when the Luoshashi is refined, I can activate the formation to try."

"This evil knife once killed people like hemp on the ancient battlefield, and now it has drunk the blood of six middle-aged men. It is one step away from the bloodthirsty evil spirit. If it is not suppressed, it will definitely be a trouble."

Huang Yingying comforted, "Why worry, old lady, there are many leaders in the cultivation world. If this formation doesn't work, there must be other ways. The way of exorcising evil spirits is definitely the common responsibility of the cultivation world. Besides, there is also the young master With such an immortal, there will be no surprises."

Mrs. Zhao was not relieved, "I hope so."

On the second day, everyone gathered beside the quenching pool, ready to throw Luosha stones into formation, but found that the evil knife soldiers in the quenching pool had disappeared.