Why did Jianzun steal his relatives [Rebirth]

Within a few days, the mountain road was dug and the commercial road was finally connected.

At this time, the outside world knew what kind of disaster this small city in the deep mountains had experienced.

Accompanying the traveling merchants into Daichuan, there was also a Taoist priest with his whisk in his arms.

He has traveled here following the abundance of aura.

At that time, the five states and four seas had just experienced the turmoil of the Daoist turmoil, and the vitality of the Daoist sect was seriously injured. The world was at a time when demons were rampant, and even the demon cultivators who had been hiding in the dark for many years were ready to move and cause chaos everywhere.

——It is a good time for young Taoists to make a name for themselves.

When Xiao Yihe saw him, he knew that he was the one who killed a "three-headed, six-armed, blood-eyed and long-fanged monster" in Daichuan Town, and then established a sect on a nearby hill... the head of the Songfeng sect.

He watched the monk walking in front of him in high spirits, and couldn't help smiling wryly—there was no monster at all, only Wu Yue'er who "wanted to be a good person".

As soon as the monk entered the city, he discovered a unique spiritual flow in the city, but for a while he couldn't see where this spiritual flow came from, so he inquired carefully on the street, and soon found it in the town. In the detailed description, I heard the strange thing about Wu Yueer's "broken neck and then continued".

After thinking for a while, he figured out the truth behind it, and his face was filled with excitement and excitement.Therefore, he came up against the case and vowed to save the people of Daichuan town from their misfortunes and eliminate their evil spirits.

The common people faltered, seemingly hesitating.

The monk was heartbroken, and urged: "Don't be afraid, our sword against the five states is for the purpose of pacifying the injustice of the world! The evil thing has not grown yet, pretending to be weak and deceitful, it is just waiting for the opportunity! If it is not removed as soon as possible , I'm afraid things will change in the future!"

"I've been cultivating for many years. Seeing this evil thing make troubles, I feel pity! It's really hard to sleep or eat..."

"..." All the elders looked at each other and talked secretly all night, but they were finally persuaded by him and told him where Wu Yue'er was hiding.

The sky is going to be dark, the waning sun in the west is dim, the moon is like a small moon in Dongshan, and a large thick dark cloud is blowing from the distant sky.

Seeing no one around, Wu Yue'er came out with light steps, squatted by the river, washed her hands and feet, and combed her hair.She was sitting on a big rock, her two white feet were shaking in the cool stream.

Until all ten toes were soaked and turned white, she hugged the puppet and was about to get up——

A narrow and sharp shadow raised high above her head and swung down violently!

Cold light flashed!

Xiao Yihe: "!!"

A silvery sword edge quickly passed through Wu Yue'er's throat. She lowered her round eyes and could see the red stream rushing out of the sword groove, with an incredible shock on her face.

Xiao Yihe saw that the sword was drawn suddenly, Wu Yueer's thin body leaned forward inertially, rolled along the stone surface into the grass, and did not get up for a long time.

Wu Yue'er hugged the puppet that A Niang left her, her eyes were full of confusion, she still couldn't understand why - she was clearly a "good boy" and a good person, but she still...

"Don't blame me, if you want to blame, blame yourself. Since you are not human, you should hide your head and tail well..." The Taoist lamented, and then another kind of greed appeared in his eyes. !"

Xiao Yihe: "Don't...!"

Even though he knew that the scene in front of him was just a phantom of the past, after hearing this sentence, he broke free from Xue Xuanwei's hand that was holding him tightly all the time, and rushed up a few steps.He reached out to block the Taoist's blade, but his arm went straight through the opponent's translucent body.

Wu Yue'er's screams from behind were close at hand, Xiao Yihe lowered his hands dejectedly, and closed his eyes.

"Burning Star Suppressing Evil Art" is an extremely evil suppressing art. It is a method of transforming evil spirits into evil spirits. It is generally used to suppress evil spirits that are difficult to purify. The five-element method deters its soul, and binds the evil spirits deep underground, making it difficult for them to make trouble again.

But how can Wu Yue'er be considered an "evil spirit"?

Apparently, the purpose of this Taoist of the Songfeng sect is not to "suppress evil", but that the drunkard's intention is not to drink - he wants to obtain the power of "Wu Yue'er".

Xue Xuan showed a slightly annoyed face, but still suppressed his emotions, without saying a word, he turned his drooping face to his shoulder, and said after a long time: "...It's all over."

Yes, it's all over.

Everything has become a fact, no matter if it is an earth vein, a natural disaster, or Wu Yue'er who died in vain.

When Xiao Yihe raised his head again, Wu Yue'er's dismembered body had been burned to ashes by a samadhi fire, the Taoist gathered her remaining bones, mixed with cinnabar, sealed them in a box, looked around, and left in the dust.

For a long time, the sky seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the stench in the air, and the rain fell in a drizzle, silently washing the deep rust color in the crevices and mud gullies, and washing the Daichuan that was already filthy on the ground.

A Niang said: "Yue'er, live well...be a good person."

But being a good person is hard, and hell is often empty.

The last picture scroll ended in the torrential rain, and the spiritual light in the little stream of fireflies was exhausted. The two of Xiao Yihe were swallowed by the picture scroll. Everyone was also shocked by the truth and couldn't regain their senses for a while.

Only then did Xiao Yihe understand.

The Songfeng Sect suppressed her spirit body with the burning star suppressing technique. After all, she is an earth spirit, and the suppressing technique will not let her dissipate. One day, she is equivalent to a small earth vein that can be absorbed, which is related to cultivation. Words, it is really a big temptation-temptation.

However, the suppression technique made her unable to enter the mortal world with her spirit body after death, and her soul could not return to the reincarnation of the underworld, so she had to wander in the gap between yin and yang in the end.

And she was originally an earth spirit, a spiritual creature with half a foot about to step into the fairy gate, with extraordinary natural spiritual power, and it didn't take a hundred years to create her own ghost realm.

But the ghostland was empty and lonely, and she gradually became resentful, so she found the joy of pulling the scenery of the world into the ghostland together and playing with her.

Whether it's brother or birthday, it's just a good game she came up with.What's more, the Daichuan people once promised to treat her as their own daughter and enshrine and support her for the rest of their lives.

In the final analysis, she is just a little girl who was used, abandoned, not allowed to be free, and eventually went astray.

Seeing that the detainment of the earth spirits was exposed in public, Feng Danqing's face turned pale, and even the whisk didn't have time to pick it up, so he hid in a corner where everyone couldn't see in panic.

Xue Xuanwei lifted Xiao Yihe to the ground, raised his finger suddenly, and the sword light shot away in an instant, only heard a scream, Feng Danqing, who was retreating, was pierced through the palm of his hand by a sword, and rolled on the ground screaming.

"This is my master, my master did it! It has nothing to do with me! I just, just..."

just what?

He couldn't say it anymore, Wu Yue'er's spirit of the earth veins, he had also absorbed and practiced it, benefited greatly from it, and made rapid progress.

How can I pick it up easily?

Everyone grabbed him in a hurry and stared at Feng Danqing, some were surprised and speechless, and some cursed.But no one dared to say, if such a good thing really happened to them, would they also have a heartbeat for the little place called "Wu Yue'er"?

Zhao Wendao remembered: "No wonder. That year, Master and I went to the Songfeng School to give lectures, and entered the back mountain of the school by mistake. When Senior Brother Feng found us, he was so anxious and sweaty... So it was..."

Xiao Yihe took a step forward and suddenly kicked something with his toe.

He looked down, and there was actually Wu Yueer's beloved little wooden doll lying on the ground, every grain of wood was full of Wu Yueer's blood, and the whole body was bright red.

He regretted it and couldn't help picking it up.

The blood-wood man with one eye missing looked at him quietly.

He was raising his finger to touch it, but at the next moment, the little wooden man's single red bean eye suddenly blinked, and then an ominous scarlet light flashed!

Xiao Yihe's face changed, and he threw the wooden man out with his hands, but the wooden man moved like a lightning bolt, sensitive as a ghost, as if he had already planned the direction of his avoidance, and suddenly raised his cute and blunt wooden hand——

There was a flash of light, and Xiao Yihe had no way to dodge. The skin on the right side of his ribs was ripped apart instantly, and blood spurted out!

It seemed to be an invisible sword blade, piercing through the skin and flesh of the clothes, and stirred vigorously.

The person controlling the wooden doll used some kind of technique to hide the appearance of the sword body itself. Xiao Yihe gritted his teeth and held back, pulled it out suddenly, and then retreated quickly.

His fingers were also scratched by the sword energy, and blood overflowed, but he didn't care about it, and immediately shouted: "——Chunchi!"

Chunchi at Chaowendao's waist moved when he heard the sound.

The red light in Hongdou's eyes gleamed, and in a flash, a second sharp light struck, like an arrow leaving the string, it could hit the spring pond that just flew out, the spiritual light burst out, the invisible sharp blade was deflected by half an inch, and it rubbed against Xiao Yihe face to face.

——It was too fast, the change of the two blades was just a matter of blinking, even Xue Xuanwei was beside him, and he didn't have time to react.

The enemy is hiding in the wooden man, the breath and the ghost world are perfectly integrated, the enemy is dark and we are clear, it is really wretched, he clutched his right flank, raised the sword and flew decisively to a distance of three feet, as soon as he touched the ground, he was overdrawn. And he gasped and coughed.

Xue Xuanwei split the sword and made two moves with the wooden man, he didn't like to fight, he came one after another, and immediately healed his wounds.

Xiao Yihe shook his head, signaling not to waste the extra spiritual power, he exhaled slowly, looked at the little wooden figure flying in mid-air, his eyes were dark, and spit out three words: "——Puppet Art."

The wooden man's red bean eyes were shining brightly, staring straight at Xiao Yihe, filled with Senhan's evil spirit and viciousness, which made him feel uncomfortable.It felt like he was a fat leg up for sale, and it was fastidiously and greedily sizing up his delicious texture.

Something behind the wooden man has been watching him, but Xiao Yihe doesn't know what he wants to do.

The blood mist in the west is slowly gathering, it seems to be condensed into a shape with a head and eyes, it has not yet formed, it seems to feel the breath of the wooden figure, and shouted happily: "Brother benefactor!"

Xiao Yihe didn't have time to think about the relationship between it and the wooden figure, he patted the spring pond, and before "Wu Yueer" could slow down, he stabbed with his sword.

Before the tip of the sword reached, another sharp blade had torn Wu Yue'er's spiritual body apart—it was the wooden man!Xiao Yihe froze suddenly, isn't it with Wu Yue'er?

Wu Yue'er also had an unbelievable expression on her face, and turned her head to the wooden figure: "Benefactor...brother?"

"why……"

As soon as the words fell, Wu Yue'er's blood-shadowed face was cracked, and at the same time, there was a "bang" deep in the center of the earth!

The ghost realm suddenly turbulent violently, and the cloudy water roared and churned under his feet, as if he had lost control.The earth trembled, and a huge cracking sound erupted tens of feet away.The monks whose spirits were suppressed so hard could only stand upright.

The wooden man took advantage of the gap and leaped to Xiao Yihe's face!

In the blink of an eye, Xue Xuanwei stepped forward to stand in front of him, the sword of "Cunxinbumu" was like a stream of light, surging swiftly, but the "sword" in the wooden man's hand was on par with him, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner among a hundred moves. burden.

Even though Xue Xuanwei's strength is greatly reduced in the ghost realm, this wooden man is just a puppet, but he can fight Xue Xuanwei on an equal footing. If the controller's strength is not equal to him, there is only one possibility.

It is very familiar with Xue Xuanwei's sword moves.

The ground under the feet is cracked, and hundreds of bottomless yin and yang gullies appear in the depth, and the ghostly hurricane roars out.No matter how good the wooden man's sword moves are, he is still just a puppet. As time goes by, he gradually becomes tired and retreats more and more.

Suddenly, the wooden man made another move to push Xue Xuanwei away." Suddenly, the sword turned sharply, the sword edge passed over his shoulder, and slashed head-on at the head of Xiao Yihe who was thinking behind him.

Its intention is not to fight Xue Xuanwei, but to kill Xiao Yihe!

"Clang—"!

Xue Xuan turned his head sharply, and saw that "Chunchi" had flown out from his waist, confronting the invisible sword intent head-on, Xiao Yihe flew in his sleeve robe, met the red bean's eyes with a cold light in his eyes, he clenched his teeth, and questioned sharply : "Who are you?!"

The wooden man was speechless and couldn't speak for himself, but it was sure that Xiao Yihe had no strength to fight at all, so it only pressed down the sword energy a little more.

Nan Rongke shouted: "Song Yao be careful!"

A golden "True Yang Barrier" descended head-on, Xiao Yihe was shaken half a step away, "Chunchi" came out and fell to the ground, he let out a long sigh of relief while clutching his painful and numb mouth, turned his head and smiled, showing A few white teeth stained with blood: "Little Daoist, thank you!"

Nan Rongke yelled angrily: "Shut up! If you call Taoist again, I will beat you!"

No matter how strong the wooden man is, he will not be able to break the power of Zhenyang's bloodline for a while. Seeing that the blow failed, he didn't seem to intend to fight fiercely with them, and disappeared without a trace while the earth was shaking.

Someone lost his voice: "—the ghost realm is about to collapse!"

While speaking, the cracks reached the feet, and a hurricane that seemed to be able to distort space roared out from the gap between the cracked yin and yang.

"No resentment—come up!" Nan Rongke snarled, and forced Lingyuan to walk a few steps quickly, and retreated to the back of Chao Wendao. With a clang, the lonely figure, with one sword and one arm, firmly stabilized the wind, " Stop talking, let's go!"

Even though the hurricane had been mostly blocked by Nan Rongke, Chao Wendao and Xiao Yihe were still nearly overturned.

The ghost realm will not collapse easily, unless...Xiao Yihe frowned: "Someone brought out Wu Yue'er's skeleton from the suppression formation!"

When everyone heard the words, they all looked at Feng Danqing who was at the side.

Feng Danqing shook his head again and again: "I really don't know! But, surely it can't be my master! Once the formation is settled, we can't move it! Otherwise, we will be backlashed—" He was suddenly taken aback as he spoke, and lost his voice, " Master!"

The current situation is that the formation has already been manipulated, so it can be seen that in this world, his master, the head of the Songfeng Sect, is probably close to death.

I don't know who the hero who broke the formation is, and whether it has something to do with the person who controls the puppet art.

Xue Xuanwei waved down a protective formation to the crowd, and threw Nan Rongke and Chao Wendao, who could hardly hold on, back into the formation.Nan Rongke threw himself face down into the formation, and as soon as he got up in disgrace, a human figure was stuffed into his arms, and he quickly caught it with his eyesight.

"Take good care of him. Throw a single hair, and you lie down in the ancestral grave." Xue Xuanwei gently handed him over to him. Seeing that Nan Rongke was firmly connected, he gave him a cold look, grabbed the sword and left.

Nan Rongke: "..."

Nan Rongke glared at Xiao Yihe several times, and thought to himself, what do I do with him!

Xiao Yihe also smiled and said: "Good Taoist couple."

He couldn't hold back his face, so he pushed the hot potato away, but when he saw Xiao Yihe's pale face and blood-soaked skirt, he brought him back cursingly, and grabbed his arm viciously: " do not move!"

The power of the True Yang Spiritual Vein poured into the body slowly, at first it felt a little burning, but soon turned into a warm feeling, stopped the blood from the wound on the right flank, and made Xiao Yihe drowsy.

Xiao Yihe changed into a lazy expression again, he was unwilling to stand still with his own strength, and hung his arms on the shoulders of Chao Wendao in front of him.Zhao heard that this kid had a kind of ink fragrance on his body, which always reminded him of a long-lost old friend.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the ink smelled good, and the more shameless he let others support him.

"Junior Brother Song!" Chao Wendao's back was heavy and he was taken aback, thinking that something was wrong with him, he turned his head to see that Xiao Yihe was just resting with his eyes closed, so he patted the back of his hand helplessly and asked, "Does it still hurt?" ?”

Xiao Yihe said delicately: "It hurts."

Seeing the two of them sticking together shapelessly, Nan Rongke twitched the corners of his mouth and didn't say a word—this fellow had obviously called him "Taoist couple" just a moment ago, but now he turns around and sticks to others again, it's really The big radish with the heart, the little fox with the heart.

Then he turned around impatiently, and as soon as he turned his head, his eyes met Lu Lingfeng with the same distorted expression.

The two rolled their big eyes at each other at the same time, then "hummed" in unison, and turned their backs.

Except for Xiao Yihe who was able to lie on his back to sleep contentedly, the rest of the people were watching around in fear, seeing that the collapse was getting stronger and stronger, and they were almost in a desperate situation.

"boom--!"

In an instant, the bright glow is ten hectares, and the purple smoke shakes off!

Everyone was startled, and looked up, only to see the majestic spiritual power surging like waves, rolling in with the aura of tranquility, and leaving in the vastness of wind and rain.

——Moonlight shines!

Before thinking about it carefully, all the monks fell into a pool of spring water, drowning in this seemingly majestic but gentle water.All the evil mist around it was torn apart, melted into the vast spiritual sea, and turned into soft-soft snow all over the sky.

Wu Yue'er's skeleton has been lifted out, and the ghost realm is no longer solid, like a fragile paper shell, unable to withstand Xue Xuanwei's sword that is as wide as the sea.

With the flying of spiritual snow, a ray of light breaks through the dark sky, like the golden awn of dawn after a dark night. The morning light suddenly appears, and the smoke disappears at sunrise, illuminating the rivers and mountains shrouded in dense clouds and mist little by little.

Under the shock of the spiritual light, a black Taoist robe swept out, hanging on a point in the air, and the sleeves of the clothes fluttered.

"Cunxinbumu" sword in his hand, overflowing with light, bursts of buzzing.

Everyone stared blankly, this is the "Moonlight Flowing Light" that swept the rivers and mountains with a sword after the Taoist chaos.It took a while for everyone to happily call out——

"The ghost realm has been broken!"

"Great! We're out."

"... Hurry up, hurry up, leave this ghost place!"

Flying snow turned into debris of spiritual power fell on his cheeks, which was cool and comfortable.Xiao Yihe didn't go to brush, only heard the cheers from the crowd, the burden in his heart finally fell, and he also murmured: "Sect Master Xue..."

The ink fragrance between the nose suddenly turned into a light and tranquil sandalwood atmosphere.

Everyone supported each other to escape from the ghost realm, and they were dizzy when someone muttered: "This is not Daichuan City..."

"Songfeng faction...how did you come out to be in the Songfeng faction? - What's the matter with this blood?!"

"My God..."

Feng Danqing, who was tied up like a zongzi, saw a pool of blood in front of the mountain gate. He didn't care about anything, he staggered up the mountain with his feet together.

All the monks followed closely, and as soon as they arrived in front of the main hall, they all opened their mouths and jaws in shock.

Dead bodies everywhere!

There is not a single survivor in the Songfeng sect!