Master sees my hairy

Suddenly, he explained, "A mortal falls into a demon, and at the least, he falls asleep for a long time, and at worst, he is controlled by the demon energy, becoming an unconscious walking corpse until he dies."

In other words, if the Mozu's invasion cannot be stopped, not only the people of Suzhou will be in danger, but the entire human race in the entire land of China will be unable to escape.

Xi Feng couldn't help but think of the catastrophe in 500 years.It was the same Hui Chong Nan Dou, the same demons attacked, the building was about to collapse, and in the end it was the burning bones and burning himself, which brought peace in this world.

"Can Burning Bone Fire burn this painting environment?" Xi Feng asked suddenly.

Before Baizang could reply, a bright red-golden flame ignited in his palm, and he threw it towards the flower bed behind him.

The Burning Bone Skyfire rises with the wind, and is continuously urged by the wind to become a sea, devouring everything.

At the same time, his spiritual power was also being consumed rapidly.

Xi Feng gritted his teeth and wanted to make the fire bigger, but Bai Zang forcibly pressed it down.

"Don't waste it, even if you run out of spiritual energy, you're still far away." Bai Zang supported his shoulders and stood up slowly, "Let's find a way to break through."

Xi Feng supported Baizang: "Could the monster be related to the little monk Junxing?"

Bai Zang thought for a while: "It did appear after he set up the calligraphy circle, so let's go find him."

Just as he was about to call the organ Xuanque over, a sudden gust of wind stirred up Baizang's long hair.

A strong demonic energy was attacking them.

"Master be careful!"

Just as Bai Zang was about to turn his head to look, Xi Fenghu held him in his arms and pressed him down.

At the same time, a moth that was bigger than the courtyard flew past them, and the scattered scales were like a knife, cutting the clothes on Xi Feng's back into pieces in an instant, leaving a bloody mess.

Fortunately, the moth did not stop, but rushed straight into the sea of ​​flames, and exploded into a cloud mixed with thick smoke and demonic energy.

After waiting cautiously, feeling that the demon energy had completely disappeared, Xi Feng helped Bai Zang up, and then touched his back with his backhand.

There was a burning pain there, and the blood flowed down the clothes continuously.

Xi Feng's eyes turned dark, but he laughed like crazy: "Master, you have finally broken the master-student life contract."

It had been a long time since he had experienced such joyful pain, and he actually enjoyed it a little.

In the future, there is no need to hurt Master again.

But Bai Zang stared at him blankly, unconsciously clenching the corners of his sleeves with his fingers.

He did not break the life contract between master and apprentice.

The reason why it didn't take effect could only be...he was already too weak.

"Master?"

Xi Feng patted Baizang's back worriedly, making sure that he was not injured, he was relieved, and continued to ask, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Baizang regained his senses, forced a smile, "Turn around, and I'll help you heal."

Xi Feng obediently turned around and turned his back to him.

Bai Zang suddenly saw the wound, his heart was wrenched, and he hurriedly closed his eyes again.

He had seen countless injuries that were more serious and terrifying than this, but he still couldn't bear it.

Forcing himself to calm down, Bai Zang opened his eyes again, the pure white light condensed on the fingertips, carefully cleaned the wound, and then healed inch by inch.

After healed the injury, he didn't turn Xi Feng back immediately, but secretly aroused the Master-Apprentice Deed hidden behind him.

The scarlet golden magic circle is now dim and dull, and it really has lost its spiritual power support.

Bai Zang hesitated for a moment, but still decided to activate it again.

He scratched his fingers, intending to draw the magic circle again, but suddenly discovered——

The wound was as pale as paper, and no blood flowed out at all.

"Master?" Seeing that there was no movement behind him, Xi Feng asked suspiciously.

"Mmm, um, alright." Bai Zang hurriedly concealed the magic circle, then lowered his head and took out a set of clothes from the storage bag and handed it to Xi Feng.

"Thank you, Master." Xi Feng didn't notice anything unusual, and quickly changed his clothes.

"Will you go to find Jun?"

But Bai Zang shook his head, pointed to a small courtyard two streets away and said, "No hurry, I just heard a little girl crying over there, you go and have a look."

"Ah? Is there?" Xi Feng turned his ear, but did not hear any crying.

"Go quickly." Baizang urged.

Xi Feng hesitated for a moment, but went anyway: "Then Master is waiting for me here."

After watching him walk away, Bai Zang turned around and boarded the mechanism Xuanque, and flew towards the darkest place in Suzhou City.

The alleys were cramped, and there was slippery moss underfoot.

Holding on to the wall, Baizang walked slowly forward for a while, and stopped at the steps around the corner.

A little disheveled beggar fell asleep leaning against the steps, and the devilish energy wrapped around his emaciated body in a mess.

Baizang knelt down, put his fingertips on the center of his brows, and released his spiritual power to test his spirit.

Most of the young soul has been infected by the devil energy, and it is powerless to recover.

"……Feel sorry."

Bai Zang closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, there was another look in his eyes.

He didn't retract his fingers, and gradually, countless small light golden light balls escaped from the brows of the little beggar, and gathered in Baizang's hands to form half a piece of remnant soul, which was clean and uninfected by demonic energy.

"Feel sorry."

Bai Zang repeated it again, and then forcibly poured the remnant soul into his body from between his eyebrows.

The sharp pain in the soul suddenly hit him, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden, unable to get up, and could only barely meditate and adjust his breath.

The little beggar was still lying beside him, and his warm body gradually cooled down.

65. Gusu Night ([-])

Three hours later, Baizang managed to merge his spirit and soul, the blood in his body could flow again, and his spiritual power gradually recovered.

He closed his eyes and spread his consciousness, and found that Xi Feng was still on the balcony of the previous wooden building, and couldn't help but complain a little.

Taking advantage of the mechanism, Xuan Que dawdled and flew back, but before he landed, he was confronted with his apprentice's questioning:

"where did you go?"

"Uh..." Bai Zang stroked his hair nervously, "I went over there to check the situation."

Xi Feng showed no expression, but he could see that he was in a bad mood.He didn't find any little girl just now, but when he came back, he found that Master was gone. He was startled and frightened, so he immediately looked around.

But Baizang seems to have evaporated in this painting environment surrounded by monsters.

For three full hours, Xi Feng searched almost half of Suzhou City, but still found nothing.

The screams of monsters could be heard from time to time in the distance, and Xi Feng didn't dare to think about it. If the master with a weak soul meets a monster, what are the chances of winning?

Probably because Xi Feng's face is too ugly now, Bai Zang walked over, tugged at his sleeve and shook it: "Xi Feng...don't be angry."

"Where did you go? Why did you lie to me?" Xi Feng still questioned, with a hint of nasal in his low tone.

Bai Zang opened his mouth, but his only answer was: "I'm sorry."

He made up his mind not to speak, and Xi Feng had no choice.He could only rub his forehead with a headache, and swallowed all the doubts and dissatisfaction in his heart: "Forget it, let's go."

……

The city of Suzhou was still shrouded in a thick night, and the Qimen River flowed quietly through the city, separating the seven-day burning fire on the other side.

The Qiqiao Market, which was still bustling just now, is now empty.

They returned to the Kuixing Temple, intending to check the magic circle that Jun Xing had put up before, but found that none of the scriptures that were strewn all over the floor were now gone.

"It was put away?" Xi Feng was puzzled. The demonized mantis came suddenly just now, and they had no time to pay attention to Jun Xing's movements.

Baizang unleashed his spiritual power to search, then shook his head, "The magic circle has been completed and is still in operation."

Xi Feng recalled again: "At that time, that person deliberately stepped on Jun Xing's scriptures, and Mantis appeared."

"You mean, the monsters are related to scriptures?" Baizang thought for a while, "It's not impossible. It's just that there are no traces now, so it's not easy to find out."

Xi Feng closed his eyes, and spread his consciousness further away, but he still didn't find Jun Xing.

Instead, he saw Luo Wuhuan and Jinglan, squatting by the river not far away, studying a dead demonized toad.

That thing was not very pleasing to the eye, Xi Feng ignored it, and turned to Bai Zang, "Why don't you go back to the teahouse and have a look?"

Jun Xing and Brother Rong have a very good relationship, maybe they will go back after setting up the magic circle.

The two masters and apprentices took the organ Xuanque and flew back along the river.

Bai Zang sat in front with his back straight.

Xi Feng frowned and looked at Master's back, feeling that something was wrong with him.

Ever since the fight between Bai Zang and Song Tingxue, he has always looked sick, his spirit is weak, and his spiritual power is almost exhausted, even losing to a demonized praying mantis.But looking at it now, he seemed to be a different person, with a radiant look and a faint aura exuding from his body.

What exactly did Bai Zang do during the three hours he left?

There was a thorn in Xi Feng's heart, and his eyes gradually became gloomy.

But Bai Zang in front of him didn't know anything about it, he concentrated on driving the machine Xuanque back to the teahouse, and found a spacious and safe place to land steadily.

Wushui Tea House looks normal, the lanterns at the entrance are still bright red and golden, and the refreshing fragrance of tea is floating around.

"Is anyone there?" Baizang put away the organ Xuanque and asked.

"Come on!" Brother Rong's voice came from inside.

After a while, Brother Rong opened the curtain and came out, and greeted them while wiping his hands: "Guests, sit down casually, what do you want to drink?"

Bai Zang glanced at him, but didn't respond, so he found a table and sat down, "Let's have a pot of jasmine."

Xi Feng didn't move, he just stared at Brother Rong.

His limbs are entwined with purple-black devilish energy, which is spreading upward bit by bit, fearing that it will not take long before it will invade the body and touch the soul.

"Guest officer?" Brother Rong looked blankly at Xi Feng, then at Bai Zang.

"Xi Feng, come and sit down." Baizang had no choice but to call him.

Xi Feng didn't say anything, he turned around and walked to sit down opposite Bai Zang.After Brother Rong left, he said, "He is full of devilish energy."

"I know." Baizang naturally agreed.