This person is too murderous

The three of them sat down and talked. The dragon had been doing evil here for many years and had devoured many humans.

The residents of Yushui Town, hunters, dare not enter the mountains.

The fire rose again, and Ning Xiu said: "Dian Master Jiang is also here this time for the legacy of the holy monk Fahai?"

"Huh?" Jiang Daoming frowned and said, "What is left behind by the holy monk Fahai? How did you know about it?"

"I just learned that not long ago, a Buddhist monk came to Yushui Town and told what the holy monk Fahai had left behind." Ning Xiu explained.

"Buddhism." Jiang Daoming sneered and said, "The master of this palace is indeed here for Fahai's legacy, but he should not be in Yushui Town."

The guidance of the fragments has not ended yet, and they have not yet found Qingcheng Mountain.

"Of course not here, it's just someone spreading the news. As far as I know, this news is circulating in many places nearby."

Ning Xiu said: "If the palace wants to find the inheritance from the holy monk Fahai, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort."

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Daoming said calmly: "Buddhism pays attention to the method of fate. If I can find it, it means I have destiny. If I can't find it, I have no destiny."

"The palace master is quite open-minded."

Ning Xiu smiled and said: "The appearance of the relics of the holy monk Fahai this time will definitely attract Buddhist experts, but with the strength of the palace master, he should be able to overwhelm the others."

Jiang Daoming smiled and said nothing.

The Dragon Elephant Qi kills the crocodile and gains 0.1 Life Points.

A few people grilled dragon meat and talked about Jianghu affairs.

Ning Xiu said: "If the palace master has time, he can go and sit at the Ancient Sword Gate."

"I will definitely go and bother you when I have time," Jiang Daoming said.

The few of them talked until late at night, and Ning Xiu also told in detail the news about the Buddhist spread of Fahai.

The person who spread the news was an old monk with a snow-white beard and an unfathomable level of cultivation.

Jiang Daoming has determined that this is the old monk Kongxuan, the abbot of Foyin.

After dawn, the three of them carried the crocodile carcass to Yushui Town, followed by Jiang Daoming and Miaoyin.

They bought some dry food and spirits in Yushui Town and continued on their way.

When buying dry food, the warriors in Yushui Town were basically talking about what Fahai had left behind, but no one knew where it was.

When they tried to find the old monk to ask for details, they could no longer find him.

The two continued on the road, Jiang Daoming said calmly: "I'm afraid this trip will not go smoothly."

"The palace master's actions did not go smoothly." Miaoyin said calmly.

"Too."

Jiang Daoming laughed loudly, waved his whip, and rode away quickly.

The two of them walked one behind the other through the mountains and forests.

This journey lasted for another six days. On the way, we encountered some bandits, all of whom were killed by Jiang Daoming.

"Throughout the journey, I have basically known about the legacy of Saint Monk Fahai. I just didn't directly say that it has anything to do with us."

Jiang Daoming smiled lightly.

"If people from the Buddhist sect want to obtain the inheritance of the holy monk Fahai, I understand, but this is tantamount to announcing it to the world, and the Buddhist sect may not be able to find it."

Miaoyin frowned.

Although Buddhism is related to the imperial family of Daxia, every city has a temple or Qingxin Xiaozhu.

But this does not mean that Buddhism can be the only one in the world.

From time to time, the Daxia royal family will also compete with Buddhism, and Moyun Sect is not afraid of Buddhism.

There are many Buddhist temples, but not all of them are the same.

"It's nothing more than a scene of the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind." Jiang Daoming said calmly.

The old monk Kongxuan believed that he was no match. He alone could not compete for Fahai's legacy.

Then, we can only muddy the water, wait for the end, and wait for the opportunity to move.

Miaoyin took out the fragments, closed her eyes and concentrated, sensing for a moment: "Qingcheng Mountain is not far away."

"Then speed up and arrive as soon as possible."

Jiang Daoming urged his horse forward, but there was nothing he could do about the old guy behind him for the time being.

That old guy is too cunning, and it's impossible for them not to supply supplies. If they dare to get away, they will be caught up soon after buying dry food.

This old guy is too persistent for Fahai's legacy.

Two days later, they found themselves at the foot of a bare hill, with rich heat rising from the mountain.

The mountain is bare, without any grass growing on it, and there is no human habitation for miles around.

"Is this Qingcheng Mountain?"

Jiang Daoming was startled. This mountain with no grass growing on it and no life at all was actually the ancient Qingcheng Mountain?

"If there is no problem with the guidance, this is it." Miaoyin said.

Jiang Daoming got off his horse and came to Qingcheng Mountain. A wave of hot air hit his face.

"Um?"

Jiang Daoming frowned, Longxiang Zhenqi blocked the air waves, and grabbed a handful of soil.

The soil was hot, like boiling water.

Miaoyin's expression condensed, with a bit of solemnity: "How can the soil on this mountain be so hot?"

"I'm afraid something is causing trouble."

Jiang Daoming's expression was slightly condensed. This hill was not a volcano, but it was emitting terrifying heat. Even ordinary fourth-level warriors couldn't stand it.

"Could it be caused by the secret technique left by the holy monk Fahai?" Miaoyin guessed.

Jiang Daoming pondered: "Can you open Fahai's legacy?"

"I'll try."

The wonderful sound took out the fragments, the swastika Buddha seal appeared, and the Buddha's intention filled the air.

The Buddha's light centered on her, spread out, and sank into the ground.

Buzz

But he saw a red-hot force emerging from the mountain, like a torrential flood, surging forward.

Six dragons and six elephants intertwined to protect him in front of him, blocking this blazing force.

"It's probably not the work of the holy monk Fahai that blocks this force." Miaoyin said solemnly.

Since Fa Hai left behind the method of opening, he should not leave another layer of barrier to prevent future generations from opening.

"Stay back."

Jiang Daoming raised his palm and took in all the dragon elephants from all directions. He pressed his palm on the ground and the force of the dragon elephant's palm sank into the ground.

Suddenly, a violent force swept in, and the strange red-hot power caused the ground to crack, seeming to burn the dragon-elephant palm.

Jiang Daoming raised his true energy again and used the power of the majestic dragon and elephant to forcibly suppress this fiery force.

Rumble

But I saw that the mountain peaks were shaking, the whole hill was shaking, and the heat was rising to the sky.

An ugly figure with a green face and fangs loomed in the heat, and the red-hot power emanated from this ugly figure.

Jiang Daoming's expression darkened, and he retreated with Miaoyin.

The red hot air wave rushed ten meters away from the hill and then retreated.

"Have you found anything?" Miaoyin asked.

"There is something strange in this mountain. The heat has merged with the mountain. Unless the mountain is broken."

Jiang Daoming said solemnly: "It is not difficult to break this mountain, but the consumption is too great and the movement will be too loud. Just now in the heat, I sensed a figure of a green seedling with fangs, which seemed to be a woman with an ugly appearance. "

Miaoyin's expression condensed: "Could this ugly woman with such red heat and green face and fangs be the Drought Demon recorded in ancient books?"

As soon as the drought demon comes out, the red ground will be thousands of miles away.

If there is a Hanba hidden here, it would not be difficult to understand.

"A drought demon?" Jiang Daoming murmured, "It may be this thing, but how could it appear here?"

"I don't know. There is no mention of this matter in the legacy of the holy monk Fahai."

Miaoyin said in a deep voice: "If it is really Han Ba, we must get rid of her before we can open the legacy. Let's go to the nearby area first to see if there are any people around and inquire about the situation."

Jiang Daoming pondered for a moment and said: "That's right, just in time, the Jianghu and Buddhist masters will also come."

Getting rid of the drought and breaking up the mountain was a big project. He was afraid that someone would come in the middle of the work, and the consumption would be too high at that time, and something might happen.

He also needs to deal with the news spread by the old monk Kong Xuan.