After reviving the deadly enemy

Master was finally willing to talk to him, Qi Lie was very happy.

It's just that the vicissitudes and loneliness in Master's tone made him feel uncomfortable.

Looking at the mysterious entrance shrouded in mist between the two peaks, he thought of the story about Master that the strange uncle with purple hair told him when he was a child.

The man said that Master Wu Qiong was a big devil who came from a poor place and had done many bad things.

He remembered that he asked Purple Hair in a very puzzled way, what kind of place is "poor mountains and bad waters"?

Purple hair thought for a while and told him that it was a very bad place, half of which was rainforest swamp, half of which was Gobi, shrouded in evil spirit all the year round, it was difficult for ordinary human race or spirit race to survive there.

The only people who live there are some demonic creatures spawned by the evil spirit of that place itself, and the vicious and vicious people who are hunted down or exiled by the spirit world.

Qi Lie still remembered the sour feeling in his heart when he heard these words.

Master is so pitiful, the place where he used to live was so bad, and there were so many bad guys.

When he was young, he naturally couldn't think of living with a bad guy, and it might be a bad guy or even worse.

Even though Purple Hair kept emphasizing to him many times afterwards that Wu Qiong was a bad guy, Xiao Qi Lie still didn't believe it.

Until now he is 16 years old, such a concept is still deeply rooted in his heart.

He firmly believed that Master was by no means a bad person.

In his eyes, Wu Qiong is easy-going, lazy, playful, he is serious when teaching him homework, occasionally he will be harsh when his temper comes up, but he will reflect on himself soon...

Master looks so good, his body is so warm, he smells so good, and he often goes out to do good deeds to accumulate merits. He doesn't fight, swear or mess with men and women. How could he be a bad person?

So, when Wu Qiong, who is not a bad guy, brought his little apprentice into the "poor mountains and bad waters", "terrible place", and the notorious Taiyu ghost cave, the little apprentice didn't hesitate at all.

What's it like inside?What kind of danger?Why did Master bring him here?Can he come out after he goes in?

He didn't want to ask about any of these, and just followed closely behind his master, walking into the unknown fog together.

Passing through the thick fog and disturbing the border guards, we are greeted with a warm and pleasant welcome from the plastered scale snake. Looking into the distance at the valley at the end of the entrance...

The miasma-filled ghost cave in Taiyu, where the sun is out of sight—the world has changed.

The swamp has turned into a lake, and rows of bamboo huts stand on the higher ground, melon skin boats pass between the streets, and the Gobi mounds farther away are full of green plants and full of business.

"Huh..." Young Master Qi was very surprised, it doesn't look very bad here, that purple hair is indeed a liar!

Wu Qiong raised his eyes and looked towards the east. There was a big thick tree, taller than any other tree here, standing out and protruding. If you look carefully, there is a unique tree house among the high branches and dense branches and leaves. , there is a little candlelight in the tree house, not particularly bright, but it seems to make people feel warm from a long distance, and it emits holy power to dispel the evil spirits and severe cold in Taiyu.

Wu Qiong grabbed the snake by the neck suddenly, pulled it to him and asked, "When did it happen?"

The big black snake was vomited wildly by the snake letter he squeezed, and his voice became hoarse, and he hurriedly replied: "Just, just at that time, when the soul of my holy master died, and you ran away without seeing anyone... ..”

Wu Qiong gritted his teeth with his eyes wide open, finally let go of his hands and pushed the black snake to the ground, then turned his head and ran towards the light of the tree house.

Although he studied under Wu Qiong and had a little bit of knowledge, it was the first time for Qi Lie to see a big black snake that could talk, and he was looking up and down with a sense of freshness. The snake choked its neck and pushed it down again. Young Master Qi felt sympathy subconsciously, thinking of stepping forward to help the big black snake get up straight, but Wu Qiong called him without looking back: "Qi Lie, follow!"

Nothing is more important than the master's order, Qi Lie readily agreed, and instantly put aside the idea of ​​helping a big black snake.

Wu Qiong led Qi Lie all the way down the hillside, and when he reached the shore of the lake, he raised his hand and pulled a melon skin boat a little far away.

The small boat was extremely small and light, and Wu Qiong didn't row the boat either. He pinched a quick wind talisman with his fingertips, and the strong wind urged the small boat to move forward at high speed.

Qi Lie stood behind and held Wu Qiong's waist, admiring and proud at the same time, said: "Master is so amazing!"

In the past, his small attention was only on the warmth of the master and the smell that attracted him unconsciously. Now that he is a little older, he has been cultivating hard but has not seen any improvement in his cultivation. The appearance of casting spells, the feeling of envy and admiration is much stronger.

Wu Qiong's face was cold, he didn't respond to his flattery, he just stared at the warm light on the tree house in front of him.

After a while, the master and the apprentice came under the tree.

Wu Qiong ordered: "Wait here."

Then he put down the protective barrier to protect Qi Lie and Xiao Zhou, and he flew up and went straight to the tree house.

Before reaching the tree house, an enchantment stopped him.

Wu Qiong landed on a branch beside him, shaking the talisman with both hands, trying to break the barrier of the tree house.

As soon as he made a move, a bell hanging above the tree house jingled, the sound was clear and loud, and instantly resounded through the entire Taiyu ghost cave.

"who?"

"Dare to touch the sacred objects of my domain, how courageous!"

Soon people surrounded him from all directions. They first saw Qi Lie in the protective barrier under the tree, and then saw Wu Qiong who was wreaking havoc next to the tree house. They immediately divided into two groups to attack.

The enchantment of the tree house is a bit mysterious, and it is generally not easy for monks with some Taoism to break it.

For the former Taiyu Demon Lord, this is just a trivial matter. If no one makes trouble, it will only take a moment to unravel the enchantment of the tree house.

But the problem is, those who came to block.

Wu Qiong continued to concentrate on breaking the barrier while dodging attacks from several directions, but more and more people surrounded him. It was difficult for these people to hurt Wu Qiong, but his method of breaking the barrier could not be interrupted. Once interrupted, you have to start over.

After coming and going, Wu Qiong's violent temper came up, and the energy in his hand waved out in a fan shape, and the guys around him who came to stop him were instantly knocked out.

However, at this moment, the dark red seal patterns on Wu Qiong's forehead, neck, wrists, and ankles began to glow, and faint thunder and lightning emanated from the seal patterns.

He entered other people's territory and wanted to snatch things from other people's homes, and he was even thinking about fighting, so the seal pattern began to have a restraining effect.

Wu Qiong clenched his fists fiercely and floated in mid-air, knowing that if he moved his hand again, he would be whipped by the punishment of thunder and fire.

He violently swung an attack force and hit the tree house, cutting off a thick branch above the tree house. The next moment, he landed on the small boat under the tree, and stretched out his hand to rip Qi Lie's clothes. The leader gritted his teeth with red eyes and said: "Are you fucking sick! I worked so hard to help you collect broken souls to help you reborn, but you made so many rules to restrain me. Do you know that it is you who are burning on it? My soul! You fucking unseal the seal, do you hear me..."

Before the next words were finished, I felt that the seal on the forehead had launched the penalty of thunder and fire, and Wu Qiong's mouth... was electric scooped again.

The residual power of Leihuo spread along Wu Qiong's hand to Qi Lie's body a little bit, feeling numb and hot.

Under Wu Qiong's anger and anger, inexplicable sadness and a deep sense of powerlessness came.

He loosened his grip on Qi Lie's collar, turned around in a slumped manner, turned his back to Qi Lie, and stared blankly at this place that once held many of his joys, sorrows, joys, and ambitions.

Not far away, a special boat floated slowly over.

There was a special wheelchair on the boat, and a young man in white and light clothes sat on the wheelchair. He was young, but he was young, but his long hair was gray. It sounded too bad, terminally ill, as if he was going to die in the next moment.

The plastered black-scaled snake, with its body half coiled up and its head held high, guarded the side of the young man in the wheelchair. The snake vomited and vomited, and the snake's head kept nodding, looking very eager.

Wu Qiong made eye contact with the sick young man, his eyes were cold and indifferent.

The young man's eyes were much gentler. He looked at Qi Lie behind Wu Qiong again, and said, "I didn't know that before."

Saying a word seemed to consume his strength, and he coughed twice before he said: "Shortly after the death of the Holy Lord Fengwu, one night the kunyu lamp suddenly lit up by itself."

"It wasn't until now that I realized that it was the broken soul of the Holy Master."

Wu Qiong didn't want to speak right now, even if he wanted to, he couldn't open his mouth.

He looked away from the young man's gaze, and continued to turn his head to look at the lights in the wooden house.

The young man knew what he was thinking, and said: "For more than ten thousand years, Taiyu has relied on the power of this kun jade lamp to dispel the evil spirit that has enveloped thousands of years. Look..."

As he said that, he looked around, and said leisurely to Wu Qiong: "The dead air has faded, and the anger has become stronger. Water, vegetation, human monsters, and ghosts have all followed suit."

"If you insist on taking back the soul of the Holy Lord, the Kunyu Lantern will be extinguished, and the Taiyu will return to its former state."

After saying these words, he looked at Wu Qiong silently, waiting for his reaction.

Once upon a time, Wu Qiong tried his best to change this ghost place of Taiyu, where there would no longer be daily fights for the only aura, no longer the strong survive the weak, and no longer look like a garbage dump in the gutter. mind and energy.

Later...how did you lose your heart?

Wu Qiong seemed to have never heard of it, his eyes continued to explore the light of the tree house, no one knew what he was thinking.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light came out from behind him.

The sickly young man and the scale snake opened their eyes wide at the same time.

Wu Qiong also turned his head abruptly.

Behind him, Qi Lie's heart glowed with a golden light, which spread out little by little.

Qi Lie's expression was very strange, he no longer looked at Master with reverence and kindness on a daily basis, but became solemn and cold, silently staring at Wu Qiong with deep, bottomless eyes, as if there was a mysterious world inside Waiting for someone to discover.

He raised his hand, pointed at the lights in the tree house, looked at Wu Qiong and asked coldly, "Want that?"

Wu Qiong only widened his eyes in shock.

Just hearing a "click", the tree house shattered into pieces, revealing a dark and simple lotus-shaped lamp inside.

The lamp lightly floated up, dangling and flying towards Qi Lie's finger.

The people in Taiyu who had been on guard all the time saw this and immediately stepped forward to snatch or attack, and all of them were repelled by the golden light emitted from Qi Lie's body.

After a while, the lamp lightly fell into Qi Lie's palm.

The ancient lamp was unadorned, with only a small bean-sized flame burning steadily in the middle.

"Here you are." Qi Lie handed the lamp to Wu Qiong, his tone was still cold and blunt, but he still coaxed a little awkwardly: "Don't be angry!"

Wu Qiong: "..."

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