Master sees my hairy

, but no push.

"That's it, I'll help you for a while." Xi Feng supported him firmly like a wall.

Bai Zang didn't say anything more, and the two of them just stood there quietly for a while, until he regained feeling in his leg.

"Okay." He pushed Xi Feng again.

This time it was pushed away at once, Xi Feng's arms were suddenly empty, and he still felt a little bit reluctant, so he said awkwardly: "Then let's go."

Wushui Teahouse still looks like the ruins.

The little monk Junxing disappeared again, but Luo Wuhuan and Jinglan stood and sat, not knowing what they were doing.

"Brother." Xi Feng called the standing one.

Luo Wuhuan raised his head, and immediately smiled: "You are finally back, come quickly."

"What's the matter?" Xi Feng approached and found that there was a person lying on the bench next to Jinglan.

It's Brother Rong who is full of magic.

His face was black and blue, his fingers were clawed, and above his closed eyes, small black-gray scales gradually grew.

"What's going on? Is he possessed by a demon seed?"

"No." Baizang shook his head, "He was really demonized."

Jinglan has already helped curb the speed of Brother Rong's demonization with spiritual power, but the degree of his demonization is already too deep, and there is almost no possibility of reversal.

Baizang pressed his forehead with a headache: "Where is the king?"

This little monk was coerced by others to set up the Nandou Transformation Demon Formation, but in the end he harmed his friends and everyone.

Xi Feng pondered for a while: "Let's go to Kuixing Temple to have a look."

Jun Xing grew up in Buddhism since he was a child. If he had a Buddha heart to save all living beings, he should be there at this moment, trying to break through, make amends, and atone for his sins.

A few thick clouds floated from the sky, covering all the moon and stars, and the road was too dark to see clearly.

"Master." Xi Feng suddenly took Bai Zang's hand.

Baizang was shocked: "What?"

"It's okay, I'm afraid of getting lost." Xi Feng pinched his fingers mischievously.

In fact, he realized that Bai Zang had been a little distracted, so he suddenly wanted to hold hands.

It can be seen that he is very concerned about the secrets of Mirage City, which makes it impossible for Xi Feng to ask anything.

He couldn't bear to see Bai Zang like this, and the balance in his heart could not be more biased.

Even if he is the master of Mirage City, even if he has raised countless monsters and ghosts in the city, he will always be Xi Feng's master.

Is the most caring person in this world.

After thinking it over, Xi Feng's mood brightened, and he subconsciously shook Bai Zang's hand.

"Why do you seem to be very happy?" Bai Zang asked him suspiciously.

"Because the temperature in the autumn wind is just right." Xi Feng said nonchalantly.

At Xi Feng's insistence, they walked to Kuixing Temple holding hands like this.

Sure enough, as he guessed, the little monk Junxing was here.

He knelt on the ground, his back twitched, and he was crying.

"Little six... woo woo woo..."

Xi Feng walked over and looked down, and there was a dead man lying on the ground.

A boy in his teens, about the same age as Jun Xing, had a bluish-black face, twisted and terrifying, his body curled up like a withered vine, and fine cracks appeared on his skin.

Obviously, he also died of demonization.

Xi Feng spoke from behind Jun Xing, his tone was cold: "Are you still obsessed with your obsession?"

Kneeling on the ground, Jun Xing hugged Xiao Liuzi's withered hand, choked and shook his head: "I won't break this formation, I can't save them..."

Baizang sighed lightly: "Junxing, take us to find that 'voice'."

The chief culprit who bewitched him and caused a catastrophe.

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73. Gusu Night ([-])

Jun Xing didn't answer for a while, and they waited beside them.

"Will he agree?" Xi Feng asked Bai Zang in a low voice.

Bai Zang shook his head, he was just betting.

There is still a good side in Du Junxing's heart, and "Gusu Menghua" with gambling face Ruyu is worth this adventure.

About a quarter of an hour later, Jun Xing staggered to his feet, hugged Little Six under a tree, and recited a scripture reverently with the beads in his hand.

There are dots of spirits escaping from Xiaoliuzi, and gradually fly to the distant sky.

"Let's go, I'll take you there."

Jun Xing turned around and smiled palely: "But I don't guarantee that he will show up."

"Let's talk after we go." Xi Feng called out the organ Xuanque.

Fortunately, Bai Zang deliberately made this black sparrow a little bigger, so it wouldn't be too crowded if he added a little monk.Jun Xing sat between Xi Feng and Bai Zang, clutching Xuanque's wooden feathers tightly, looking like he was about to roll his eyes and faint at any moment.

"Close your eyes if you're afraid of heights," Bai Zang reminded him.

"I'm not, I'm not afraid." Jun Xing said stubbornly.

The organ Xuanque flew all the way in the direction he pointed, and then went forward to the wall of Gusu City.

Xi Feng turned around and asked, "Are you sure it's in this direction?"

He and Bai Zang had walked in this direction before, but they were blocked by the fog and couldn't cross the city wall at all.

"Sure." Jun Xing said without hesitation.

Now that he said that, Xi Feng didn't comment again.

There is still fog in the sky, but not as thick as before.He controlled the organ Xuanque to fly very low, and soon, he crossed the city wall without hindrance.

Outside the city of Gusu, there are lush trees and the murmur of the river is quiet and pleasant.

"It seems that the key to getting out of the city is Jun Xing." Bai Zang said.

"It should be." Xi Feng paused, and then said, "But if that's the case, wouldn't Senior Brother and Daoist Jiang be able to leave the city?"

Bai Zang shook his head: "Probably not. I left a mark along the way. If they can get out of the city, they will definitely come over."

Hearing what Master said, Xi Feng was also relieved.After all, the owner of that voice should not be underestimated. It might be a bit tricky if there were only the two of them, master and apprentice.

Going upstream along the river, on the halfway up the mountain, between the mountains and the water, a small Hanshui Temple comes into view.

"That's right there." Jun Xing said weakly, with a weak face.

As soon as the organ Xuan Que landed, he was carried off by Xi Feng, almost lost his balance and knelt down, but luckily hugged the small tree next to him in time.

Knowing that he is afraid of heights, Xi Feng still deliberately said: "Now that I know I am afraid, why did you go there when you did something bad?"

Jun Xing: "..."

Bai Zang left the last mark in front of the gate of Hanshan Temple, and kindly used spiritual power to help Jun Xing go smoothly.

This action made Xi Feng quite unhappy, and he was very angry at Jun Xing.

"Okay, Xi Feng." Bai Zang touched his hand underneath.

Xi Feng muttered for a while, but was calmed down.

After Jun Xing took a rest at the gate of the temple, they went up to knock on the door.

"Junior brother should be on duty today." Jun Xing scratched his bald head, "He is usually the laziest, maybe he hasn't gotten up yet."

Knocked a few more times, and waited for a long while, but the little junior brother did not come to open the door.Xi Feng got impatient with waiting, so he simply used spells to forcefully break down the door.

Bai Zang followed in last, and silently reflected on whether he had taught his apprentice badly.

But it's not because no one came to answer the door because the junior brother was sleeping.

There is no one in this Hanshui Temple.The furnishings in the courtyard were as usual, but the censers were cold, the offerings might not have been changed for a long time, and the golden Buddha statues in the main hall were covered with a fine layer of dust.

"Master! Master!!" Jun Xing ran in and out anxiously, shouting loudly.

The meditation room and disciple room were all empty, and everyone seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.Jun Xing searched every corner of the temple, but found nothing.

"That, I haven't found it yet." Xi Feng reminded him that he didn't look for a small house behind the main hall.

Jun Xing raised his eyes to look over there, then immediately looked away, as if he didn't dare to look.After hesitating for a while, he finally mustered up the courage to walk over, walking very slowly, and finally stopped in front of the closed door.

"This is the place where the abbots of all ages passed away."

A not-so-generous hand was placed on the door knocker, and he did not push it away.

"Push, open the door, and you will see your master." A voice came from behind.

Jun Xing suddenly turned his head: "It's him!"

The behind-the-scenes mastermind who only heard his voice but never saw him.

Modao Hanchuan immediately appeared in Xi Feng's hand, and slashed in the air: "Get out!"

"Hahahaha..." The voice continued to laugh wildly, "Old bald donkey, take a look at your good apprentice, you still want to set up a memorial arch after being a bitch, and you still have the face to come back after selling you."

According to him, the abbot is still alive and in his hands.Jun Xing's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Master... you will release my master soon! I have already done what you said!"

"But as a monk, you reneged on your promises and didn't keep your promises. How can I release you?" The owner of the voice suddenly appeared behind them, but was hidden in a dense black mist, "Jun Xing, you are too lingering!" I'm disappointed."

Before he could finish speaking, Xi Feng's saber wind had already slashed across.

"Hanchuan?" The black mist was split, and quickly gathered again, circling around Xi Feng, "Who are you, Canglang Yunhai Xi Muze?"

Xi Feng missed a hit, and then turned his saber and slashed diagonally, completely ignoring this shameless thing.

The black mist circled him for a while, maybe he got tired of it, and suddenly a gust of wind drove him back.

When Xi Feng stabilized his footsteps and tried to attack, he couldn't move at all.His hands seemed to be out of control, and he couldn't lift the Mo Dao at all.

"You are a border guard painting demon." Baizang said suddenly.

"Hmm." Heiwu admitted, and looked closer to Baizang, "It smells a bit like, you are also from the sea of ​​clouds? It's strange... I probably didn't survive."

"What...?" Xi Feng raised his head in disbelief, "It was you who slaughtered Cang Lang Yunhai?"

Bai Zang hurried over to hold his shoulder, lest he do anything impulsively.

Heiwu smiled faintly: "I just