[Honghuang] The days before sanctification

The Qingping sword passed through the body of the black-robed man, but the moment it passed through, Qingyun frowned, immediately drew the sword and retreated quickly, and the Qinglian precious color flag immediately hung above his head.

The figure of the man in black flickered, as if distorted, the flame in the hood was beating fast, and a strong thought came out from it. Qingyun immediately put away the Qingping sword, and a black flute appeared in Qingyun's hand.

Putting it on the lips, the inaudible voice can only see the circular force spreading out wave after wave like a water halo.

"That old thing gave this to you!" The harsh voice was even harsher now, every word was like a thunderbolt, and the eardrum was in severe pain.

Dong Yanyang has no trace of impurities under the light, the light is from the beginning to the end, the green lotus at the tail seems to be blooming, and the cultivation base is injected into it, it is obvious that the petals of the green lotus at the tail of Dong Yanyang seem to be blooming.

Seeing this, the black-robed man became even more distorted. He said sharply and harshly, "No! Master, save me!"

When the green lotus at the tail of Dong Yanyang was about to fully bloom, a powerful force came from above. Qingyun, Duobao, Fuxi, and Zhenyuanzi all changed their expressions, each used their defensive treasures, and dispersed in all directions.

"Saint." Zhen Yuanzi recalled the crumbling Book of the Earth. If Duobao and Fuxi hadn't joined forces, he would have used the Book of the Earth to protect the human race. Such a powerful and destructive force would definitely invade his primordial spirit.

Qing Yun brought Dong Yanyang and Qinglian Baose Banner into the Niwan Palace, the indifference between his brows remained the same, but upon closer inspection, there seemed to be something more.

"Senior brother." Qing Yun looked at Duobao who was no longer what he used to be, and opened his mouth still as a senior brother.

Dazed for a moment, if he remembered correctly, she only called her Lord Buddha since then, but now she calls her brother... "Amitabha, the poor monk is now the leader of the Western religion."

Pursing her red lips slightly, Qing Yun looked at Duobao's eyes flickering.

Zhen Yuanzi took a look and didn't know where the whisk came from, so he shook the whisk and said, "Thank you Lord Buddha for coming from afar to help."

"Cause the west, poor monks should be like this." Duobao clasped his hands, missed Qingyun, and said, "For the rest of the land, the venerables of the sect have already set off, fellow Taoists, don't worry."

"Lord Buddha is merciful." Zhen Yuanzi returned the salute.

"I wonder if Lord Buddha has a solution?" Fuxi pointed to the people in Qiantang County who were about to lose their human form and said, "All living beings are innocent."

"It's the combination of demonic energy and the poison of the ancient great demon, so there is no medicine to cure it." Qing Yun lowered his eyes and said softly, "Do you know how to cure the poison of Ji Meng?"

"Ji Meng has the head of a dragon and the blood of the dragon clan. If I think right, he should be a descendant of one of the nine sons of the ancestor dragon."

"Jiazi." Duobao said, "Ji Meng is a descendant of Yazi."

Zhen Yuanzi frowned, and said, "Jazi is bloodthirsty by nature, if Ji Meng is his descendant, the poison would be difficult to cure at that time."

"Fellow Taoists, you must have forgotten that monk in Xu's house." Fu Xi looked calm, he drove the cloud to Qing Yun's side, and said, "We can't let him down."

"good."

Everyone lowered their heads, Duobao saw the pain of the people in Qiantang, and his eyebrows became more and more heavy. Qingyun was silent for a moment, and Dong Yanyang appeared in his hand.

I didn't see her move, just listened to the music that came from nowhere, slowly and far away, the tranquility and peace calmed down the restless heart instantly.

The people in Qiantang who were infested by fear and fear felt sleepy and fell down to sleep without looking for a clean place.

The entire Qiantang County fell into a deep sleep.

"Master Uncle." In the entire Qiantang, only Suqian was still awake. Seeing Qingyun's return, Ma Ji and Lei Wu had joyful expressions on their faces.

"But there are clues."

"Yes!" Ma Ji handed the freshly adjusted bottle to Qing Yun, and said, "This is what the disciple and the witch-like paired just now, but..." Ma Ji frowned, and said, "It can only relieve the pain. Completely lifted."

Qing Yun glanced at the transparent liquid in the bottle, her brows softened, and with a trace of warmth, she said, "You have done your best to alleviate the poison of Ji Meng."

"You and the witches will feed them the medicine." Although the body functions are also dormant when they fall into a deep sleep, once they wake up, they will explode.

What the black-robed people sucked away did not know that the resentment of the human race was the power of their souls.

The human race is weak, and even a little ferocious beast can reap their lives, let alone the power of the soul is sucked away.

"Yes!" To be recognized, even Ma Ji, who has practiced so far, couldn't help the splash of happiness in his heart.

Ma Ji and Lei Wu were so happy that they ignored the three quasi-sages with powerful auras, Fuxi, Zhenyuanzi, and a Buddha who shouldn't be here.

"Lord Buddha!" ​​When Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing came out wiping their sweat and saw the Buddha in cassock dignified and compassionate to all beings, their expressions were stupefied beyond words.

The four quasi-sages in this room, Zhenyuanzi and Fuxi are the existences in the legends of the human race, but the legends have faded until now, and not many human races still remember the Zhenyuanzi who fought for them and the emperor who led the human race to glory. .

And although Qingyun has the name of the Antarctic Emperor of Longevity, she seldom shows up in the prehistoric four continents, not to mention that she does not seek the so-called incense, and only the ascetics who survived in the early days know this person from the words and phrases of the elders. exist.

Many Treasures Tathagata, represented by Xuanzang to learn scriptures, after that, countless monks went to the East to preach, and with the support of the emperor, the temples flourished, and every temple has a Mahavira Hall, in which the Buddha sits in a golden height. The name?

"You can just call him Uncle."

Bai Suzhen blinked her eyes, she managed to regain her composure, but she didn't know why she called him master, but she always believed Qing Yun's words, bowed and said, "I have met master."

The benevolent Buddha nodded with a smile, pointed a small porcelain bottle and appeared in front of Bai Suzhen, and said, "This is the water of eight virtues."

Bai Suzhen was startled, and subconsciously glanced at Qingyun, this water of eight virtues is not an ordinary thing, it is extremely precious.

"Thank you, uncle." Bai Suzhen solemnly took the water of eight merits.

When she looked at the situation in the hall, she immediately knew that she and Xiaoqing were not needed here, so she said, "Shilin should wake up, I'll go see him."

"Xiao Qing is going too." Qing Yun said with unchanged brows, "They should all be asleep by now."

"Ah, are you all asleep?" The demon's subconscious resistance to the monk, coupled with the fact that the Western religion Daxing Xiaoqing was frightened when he saw the Buddha, suddenly heard Qing Yun's words, as if returning to the warm sunshine from the cold Down.

As soon as I heard it, I knew that Xiaoqing hadn't been slowed down at all. Who here is not the power to turn his hands into clouds and cover his hands into rain? Bai Suzhen was so anxious that she could only quietly stare at Xiaoqing, and said in a low voice, " Xiaoqing!"

"Ah!" Xiaoqing immediately covered her anxious mouth, and nervously looked at Qingyun, Duobao, Fuxi and Zhenyuanzi, any one of them could blow her away.

These old guys who have lived to this day and don’t even know how old they are, have already passed the time when their hearts are higher than the sky and arrogant. For an insignificant little monster like Xiaoqing or a weak human race, a little A few wrong words about small things are not enough to arouse their anger.

Qingyun had a good impression of Xiaoqing, after all, he had played with this little green snake for several years, and said, "Don't be idle, take care of it, and feed medicine with Ma Ji and Leiwu."

Speaking of this, Qing Yun's brows twitched suddenly, seeing the calm expression and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, it was the compassionate and peaceful Buddha Lord.

"Fellow Taoist, did you think of the water with eight merits?" Zhen Yuanzi's eyes also slid around the Buddha's body, "Clear, cool, sweet, soft, moist, peaceful, relieve hunger and thirst, and nourish all roots .” Fu Xi’s eyes lit up, and he said, “The water of the eight merits can restore the soul of the human race.”

"The poor monk is coming soon, so he is willing to help the human race." The Buddha's eyebrows were sympathetic.

Qingyun pursed her red lips imperceptibly, but she didn't know why she was displeased, but the danger of the human race can be solved now, she said, "If I remember correctly, the eight merit water is not immediately available."

"Good." The Buddha said with the same eyebrows, "One thing is needed."

"..." Qingyun looked at Duobao, and there seemed to be a thousand words in those bright eyes, but Qingyun stood up and said, "Since that is the case, Fuxi and Daoist Zhen Yuanzi are sitting in Qiantang, and I and the senior brother are on their own. leave."

"Senior brother, I will go to the Four Seas Plateau."

"……good."

When Qingyun and Duobao left the Xu residence together, Zhen Yuanzi said, "When will fellow Taoists return to Huoyun Cave?"

Fuxi lowered his eyes, that smile seemed to stop time, he said, "It's over."

"If fellow daoist wants to go to the human race, please let me know in advance, and I will send you off."

"Brother Dao's words, I don't quite understand." Fuxi said.

"I don't really understand."

Qing Yun stood on the head of the cloud and watched the Buddha float away. He touched the center of his eyebrows with his index finger, as if he was tired.

"Sentimental way of ruthless." A faint smile was illusory under the sun.

Turn around and stop staying, and fly directly to the Four Seas Plateau.

"You..." Jin Yu looked at Qing Yun with a moment of surprise in his eyes.

"Why are you so surprised?" Qing Yun lowered his head, his brows were soft and bright.

"No." Jin Yu said with relief, "It's just that I never thought it would be like this."

"I never thought of it." Qing Yun stretched out his hand and said, "I need your help."

Jin Yu's brows were gentle, she reached out to hold Qing Yun's hand, and said, "If you are in trouble, I will do my best to help."

"How to cure the poison of Ji Meng?"

"I need the Lord Buddha to restore the soul of the human race, and I will help you with the Dragon Ball." Looking at the people in Qiantang County who were asleep, Jinyu frowned slightly, "But the devilish energy in his body may not be safe."

"The Buddha's compassion naturally influences the people." Qing Yun's brows were light, and Jin Yu's words made Jin Yu look sideways in surprise.

"This statement...is quite irresponsible."

"I'm attacking." There seemed to be a slight smile, Qing Yun's eyes flickered and said, "I don't remember when I asked the Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha to give the Buddha a gourd of blue stones. , Forgive my waywardness."