Our Lady of the Mother will die if she does not escape

An afterimage flew over, there was a loud noise in the house, and a window was smashed to pieces.

The gray shadow fell to the ground in embarrassment and rolled a few times. After stopping, a cold light flashed in the room, and seven or eight blades were placed on the man's neck.

Yin Tong grew up fighting with others since he was a child. Later, he practiced evil ways and had good martial arts. However, facing the indignant monks and his own lack of will to resist, the monks easily subdued him.

Chu Woyun didn't have time to pay attention, and hurriedly dragged Li Gezi in, went to the corner covered with straw, and squatted down.

There was a stench of blood and rot in the corner. There was a person lying on the straw, the priest's robe was dirty, and the coat was dripping with dirty and clotted blood.Because the belly swelled to a terrifying size, the belt was broken, and even to the point of being naked.Looking down, everyone saw two empty trouser legs. No wonder he couldn't get up. It turned out that there were no legs below the knees.

Chu Woyun's voice suddenly became hoarse, unable to say anything, silently took out the little yellow book.The book looks like an ordinary yellow leather thread-bound book, but it is actually a rare magic weapon. It is not afraid of the wear and tear of the years. After being soaked in water under the Lingyin Temple and burned by fire, it can be restored to a brand new appearance. , the handwriting is as clear as ever.But at this moment, when Chu Woyun took it out, it was already a pile of scraps of paper, which looked like it would break if touched.

He stuffed the book into Zhuli's hand, hoping that his magic weapon would give him some strength.

But, like giving food to someone who is already starving to death, it has no effect at all.

"Save him!" came an angry and somewhat hopeful voice from behind.

"What qualifications do you have to say these two words?" The monk in snow-white cassock, with red eyes, stomped Yin Tong's head on the ground, causing more than a dozen cracks in the ground.

The onlookers remained silent, allowing the young Lingyin Temple disciple to vent their anger, and some of them sighed very lightly.

Chu Woyun didn't have the energy to pay attention to what happened later, and hurriedly told Li Gezi: "The elephant mushroom in his stomach was infected at the same time as me. But the abdomen was hit continuously. I don't know what the consequences will be. Very bad, are you sure you can cure him?"

Li Gezi was listening, looking, smelling and asking. He wanted to put the patient down, but found that the patient's whole body was curled up into a ball, as stiff as a piece of cement. This shows how much strength was used at that time, and it is not good to use more strength to break it out of caution. , so he briefly checked his pulse and the contents of his stomach. His face was worried the whole time, his brows were furrowed, and it seemed that the situation was not ordinary.

Chu Woyun asked impatiently, "How is it?"

"People are still angry," Li Gezi said.Chu Woyun breathed a sigh of relief, and heard him say: "But it must be impossible to save..."

"Impossible!" Yin Tong heard this, his face turned pale and he suddenly went crazy, he broke a few sword blades on his neck with his bare hands, and stared at Li Gezi with bloodshot eyes, "Quack doctor! How can there be no cure! You don't have a panacea Isn't it known as the number one genius doctor in the fairy world?!"

When Li Gezi usually comforted the patient's family, he tried his best to speak in a tactful manner. At this time, he only glanced at Yin Tong, and said coldly and not without sarcasm: "His abdominal cavity is a pile of pus, blood and dead flesh, which is blocked. Tianshu acupoint and the entire sea of ​​qi, ordinary people would have died long ago like this. Besides, you know better than anyone else that he has stubborn leg problems, coupled with the eroding of the foundation by Jing Po Yin. Now there is still a sliver of qi, it is already It's a miracle."

After Yin Tong listened, there were still dots of hope in his eyes, but now that hope has faded away, and finally he looked blankly at the ugly bamboo strands on the ground.

"The most important thing is that he doesn't have the slightest will to survive." Li Gezi let go of his pulse, and said lightly: "I'll give him a resurrection pill, and hang his life first. Alas, there is no one in Lingyin Temple, so bring him back Xiaoyaozong, I want to discuss with the sect master brother how to get rid of Jing Po Yin from him."

Li Gezi was able to clean up the elephant mushrooms in Chu Woyun's body smoothly, and he should be more experienced in treating the bamboo strands, because he suffered countless heavy blows to the abdomen, which completely wiped out the possibility of him surviving. .

Chu Woyun bit his lips tightly, lowered his eyes, and couldn't hide his choked sobs: "After all, it is the secret treasure of the blood-dieding fairy and witch clan. It is related to the great cause of the fairy sect. How to deal with it has to be discussed by all parties. It will inevitably consume a lot of energy..."

From just now, the monks onlookers were filled with righteous indignation and cursed "animal", "scum", "cruel", "fellow daoists are really unlucky..." Yin Tong turned a deaf ear to the noisy abuse, and now he heard that he would deal with the bamboo strands like this , all of a sudden violently, rushed forward regardless, clenched his fists and cracked, the veins on his neck swelled horribly, he roared: "How dare you! No one is allowed to touch him!"

The monks around him didn't hold him down at once, and let him rush up a few steps. Suddenly, he tripped over something again and fell to his knees. The monks rushed up and wrestled with him, as if The gangsters and rascals in the market are fighting in groups, embarrassed and absurd.He was beaten by two fists and four hands, and was quickly tied up again, but this time he kept struggling like a frenzy, making his wrists and ankles bloody.He yelled curses out of his mouth, which made people unbearable to listen to.

A strong man went up to gag him, bit him on the back of his hand, and screamed.The strong man smashed his head wildly, but he didn't let him go.

Looking at this miraculous picture, Chu Woyun wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.After observing the twenty or so monks standing around, he found that there was no Yue Yijun.Probably because even "Donglin Lord" couldn't transfer the considerable power of his cultivation, so he was not sent along with him.He turned his gaze to "East Lin Jun" who was standing in the corner. The latter didn't seem to want to get involved in this matter. Sensing Chu Woyun's eyes, he moved up to strike Yin Tong's back with a keen blessing to his heart. A rabid barking dog stunned.

On the second day, outside the Imperial Palace, there was a murderous atmosphere.

Standing on the high steps, Chu Woyun gently parted his lips, a wisp of smoke scattered in the cold wind, he counted on his fingers, this is his seventh year of wearing books, every year he will experience different There are fewer ups and downs in the story, and when you meet all kinds of characters, your mood is very different from when you first came in.

Behind him, someone gently covered him with a cloak, and when he turned his head, seeing Jin Ci's concerned expression, he felt a bit of chill after a while.

"Master." Jin Ci took Po Ai and added Xuanyang leaves to his cigarette bag. In the past two days, he has been unable to let go of worries and thoughts, and he has smoked more than twice as hard as before.

"The weather is bad, you should go back to the hall and sit."

Chu Woyun folded his cloak with a smile, and said slowly: "I'm fine, by the way, is there any news about Lingxing?"

Jin Ci shook his head: "The disciple sent more than a dozen juniors and younger sisters out to look for it, but there is no news yet, but don't worry, when you gave her the Mengyuan Sword back then, she herself worked hard and worked diligently in cultivation without any slack. , has already entered the golden core stage."

Yes, I haven't seen him for more than four years. His youngest and youngest apprentice has long passed the worrying age. Now I really want to see her grow up. She must be a slim and independent girl.

When the bell rang, monks from different sects gathered in front of the hall, and the ritual of exorcising the frightened chant would be carried out in front of the Imperial Palace.

As the bells and drums sounded far away, thousands of purple-red rays of light suddenly appeared in front of the Royal Palace, and a huge lotus flower appeared out of thin air in the open space in front of the palace.

The Sanjing Lotus produces one petal a year, and the one in front of the temple has more than 1000 petals. The petals are one foot long and six feet wide, crystal clear, and exude a clean holy light.At the same time, an octagonal purple magic circle began to appear around it, gradually spreading upwards, framing the inside into a huge space.

Such a beautiful lotus flower is the source of power for an extremely terrifying formation.Lock people, monsters, and demons in this formation, pull out the bones of the immortals, goug out the pills of the demons, and pick out the cultivation base. Once all the living things enter, a life is considered wasted.This is also the penalty used to punish all evil people in the fairy gate. It is called a fine name, and it can wash away the filth and evil deeds in the evil person's body.In the same way, putting bamboo strands in it, while he "purifies" his cultivation, Shocking Moan can also be peeled off.

It's not that the elders of Lingyin Temple never thought of using this method to extract the shocking chant, but Master Huaizhi rejected it without hesitation.

Whoever thought, in the end, still used this method.

The medicine given by Li Gezi was very effective. After taking it for a day, Zhu Li never died, nor did he wake up, but just maintained a lethargic state on the verge of death.Chu Woyun knew that it only increased his pain for a day.

A group of white-clothed monks came out from the main hall. The first two were Zhuxi and Zhongshi, and the ones behind were the few surviving monks from Lingyin Temple.They were carrying a large wooden frame, and there was a person on the frame. That person had changed into a clean and tidy Taoist robe, which he wore most often in previous years. If you look carefully, you will find that the person's eyes are closed, his face is pale, his body is mutilated, his skin There are also weird runes painted on it, which looks very ugly.In this world, there are not many people who have seen him at his best.

The few remaining classmates came to send Zhuli the last way.

They rose up with their swords, flew over the lotus formation, and then let go one by one.The shelf slowly moved to the center of the formation, and fell inch by inch under the gaze of thousands of eyes.

As Zhuli's body fell into the formation, the purple wall of light gradually closed, firmly framing the person inside. Before all the cultivation and inner alchemy were stripped off, the formation would never be suspended or destroyed.

The monks stayed far away, for fear that innocent people would be affected by the power of the Sanjinglian.

Inside, the benevolent Buddha is about to sleep on the lotus, holy and unattainable.

Outside, in the cold wind, there was a sudden shout: "Stop!"

"Why did he run out?!", "What do Xiaoyaozong think of this person?", "He has gone in, stop him!"

The crowd was in a commotion.

Chu Woyun didn't know how Yin Tong escaped from Xiaoyaozong's dungeon under heavy surveillance, but now, he was about to enter Sanjinglian's magic circle, and Chu Woyun rushed out without even thinking. The fox fur cloak was blown off by the strong wind.

The magic field was disturbed by external forces, causing violent fluctuations, and dazzling light flickered.At the beginning, because they were afraid that the practice field of Sanjinglian would erode their own cultivation, the monks could stand as far as they could. Now, Yin Tong rushed out suddenly, which was beyond everyone's expectations, and it was too late to stop him He destroys the magic circle.Only Chu Woyun and a few monks from Lingyin Temple rushed to the front.

Zhong Shilei took a few people to block Yin Tong's only way in time.There were a lot of them, and Yin Tong's cultivation was almost tightly suppressed by Xiaoyaozong's secret technique, but he burst out of a force out of nowhere, and he almost broke free from their restraint, like a trapped animal. Like, rushing through the gate with a narrow gap.

Now, following behind him, there was only a cyan figure left.

Yin Tong hugged him tightly, turned around and saw Chu Woyun blocking the door, and let out a desperate scream.

Under his gaze, Chu Woyun felt a sudden pain in his chest, and was only dazed for less than a moment.However, at this very moment, as if God wanted to help Yin Tong, the magic circle happened to emit a strong white light, Chu Woyun could only close his eyes, and when he opened them again, a gray shadow flashed in front of him.In desperation, he subconsciously grabbed someone with his hands. Although he caught someone, Yin Tong twisted his arm, and he yanked it down violently with all his strength.

Perhaps it was the desperate courage that helped him, Yin Tong borrowed Chu Woyun's strength, and at the last moment, rushed out of the magic circle with the bamboo thread in his arms.

Chu Woyun was dumbfounded, Xiaoyaozong, including all the monks who were present, wanted to help, and watched the excitement, were all dumbfounded.

The formation was closed, and Chu Woyun was the only one standing on the Sanjing Lotus.

Yin Tong seemed to be grasping at the last straw, and kept muttering: "Whale fetus, whale fetus! Go ask the Demon Lord for a whale fetus, and I'll find it for you..."