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Chapter 179 The Buddha is one foot tall and the devil is one foot tall

There were screams in the backyard one after another, and in the blink of an eye, there were seven or eight charred corpses that melted quickly, only a few people including the Baiyun Palace Prisoner were safe and sound.

That's not to say that there were no abnormalities at all, these three people were thrown by the bloody wind and flames, and black dust particles floated out from their bodies, scattered into the air and disappeared, just like the death of Granny Tiexin.

The supervisor of Baiyun Palace looked down, his face showed a look of shock and anger: "No wonder she was too lazy to talk to that woman for a while, and she disappeared without a sound. It turns out that I have encountered such a cruel person!"

His eyes swept over the faces of the other priest and the only remaining servant, and they met each other, with fierce expressions on their faces, knowing that if Wei Bao was allowed to hide in the dark and attack The end of the three is really worrying.

"Go together!"

Following the roar of the Baiyun Palace supervisor, the priests and servants opened their mouths and screamed at the same time, each holding their swords and raising their knives, and rushed towards the direction where Wei Bao had disappeared before.

Only the supervisor himself retreated violently, and flew towards the gate of the back garden. Just looking at his agility, he knew that this person was by no means unreasonable in cultivation as he appeared on the surface.

The three who were supposed to attack together suddenly lost one, and the encirclement was broken immediately.

The priest and the servants rushed to nothing as a matter of course, and as soon as they stood still, they felt an increasingly cold and fierce wind passing through their bodies, and large black dust immediately rose from their bodies.

"Don't raise your head!" Amidst the blood, Qi Jingzhi pressed Wei Bao's head and said in a low voice.

Immediately afterwards, holding the Yinsha Fengmu candlestick in his left hand, he aimed at the priests and servants gathered together and blew out again.

This time, the two guys who were put together by the Baiyun Observatory could no longer resist, and the whole body instantly ignited raging blood flames.

Qi Jingzhi could see clearly that without the cover of black dust, the images of priests and servants had changed drastically. In terms of appearance, they were normal, but they all had shiny bald heads and wore black monk robes.

Qi Jingzhi and Wei Bao couldn't be more familiar with this appearance. They obviously belong to the same sect as the black-clothed demon monk who believed in the Great Black Mystic God and was killed by the sword ghost.

"Hundred kalpas and thousands of turns, sharp blades and fierce lights, Dahei Mingshen, protect me!"

I saw the two black-clothed demon monks yelling at the same time, a layer of black gold flames rose from the weapons in their hands and their bodies, and as soon as they appeared, they could withstand the bloody wind and blood flames.

The two immediately had a fierce confrontation, attacking and devouring each other, not only burned most of the black monk robes of the two demon monks, but also left streaks of scorched black on their skin.

Seeing that the golden flames were really useful, the two demon monks endured the pain, but they recited more vigorously, and the louder and louder voices spread far and wide in the night sky: "There is a thunderous sound in the mouth, and the body is covered with fire. Obliterate evil, destroy evil and turbidity! There is no superior king in the south, King Vajra Yaksha in the north!"

The mysterious golden flame suddenly became brighter, and it actually overwhelmed the evil wind and blood flames on the two of them in one fell swoop, and gradually suppressed the vicious blood flame that seemed to be burning from the bottom of their hearts back into their bodies.

"Hahaha, I also wondered how amazing this invisible fire is, it turned out to be nothing more than a foul will-o'-the-wisp!"

"Extremely extreme, this Wei family boy dares to play ghosts in front of the Buddhas, he really doesn't know how to write the word dead! If you follow me, you should seal him in a coffin and make him a sword ghost alive!"

While shouting and cursing, the two demon monks waved their weapons and slashed in the direction of the wind.

It's a pity that these two people were obviously unable to do what they wanted, not only their arms were weak, but their legs were shaking constantly, let alone pounce forward, even trying to stand still was quite reluctant.

Just looking at the appearance of such stern and soft inside, one knows that resisting the evil wind and blood flames is far from as easy as they say.

What he heard and saw, Qi Jingzhi was quite surprised. He only knew that these mysterious and sneaky monster monks were not good ideas, but he didn't expect that there seemed to be evil food hidden in their black golden flames. The power of subduing evil happens to be the nemesis of Yinfeng Xueyan.

If people who don't understand see the scene in the back garden at this moment, I'm afraid they will regard Qi Jingzhi and Wei Bao as first-class demons who kill monks and Buddhas.

"It's such a thunderous voice and wrapped in calamity fire. Although you practice the Dharma, you have evil thoughts in your heart and do many unrighteous actions. You deserve this catastrophe of burning your heart and burning your body with demonic flames!"

Qi Jingzhi stared coldly at the two demon monks wielding swords and swords in the golden flames, trying to survive from death, puffed up his cheeks without hesitation, and blew hard at the Yinsha Fengmu candlestick.

In an instant, the dark wind was like apes crying and ghosts crying in the mountains, and the blood flames surged like waves in the sea, drowning the two demon monks in an instant.

These two people couldn't even scream, and they turned into two balls of ashes on the ground in an instant.

Seeing this, Qi Jingzhi couldn't help shaking his head.

These black-clothed demon monks either wield swords and ghosts to kill people, or hide in the Baiyun Palace, use the so-called golden tiles to cover the shadows of the underworld, and are acquainted with Granny Bingxin. They are absolutely inseparable from this Jiuzhen incident. Just now, they committed the murder first , It is true that he died unjustly.

The next moment, Qi Jingzhi turned around suddenly, looked towards the gate of the back garden, and saw a figure wearing a frost-white robe flying in, landed on the ground and rolled a few times, it was the prisoner of Baiyun Palace who had just escaped .

This person seemed to be on the verge of dying, and struggled several times, but failed to get up from the ground.

Following him into the garden was an old man also wearing a divine robe, who was Ding Chengli, the Sutra Master of Baiyun Palace.

He looked at Qi Jingzhi without hindrance, and exclaimed: "The Buddha is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot tall. The wrong karma is always with me, and the debt must be repaid eventually! It's really good that Qi Jishi is playing the devil's resentment at his heart! "

Qi Jingzhi was also looking at this younger brother of the Marquis of Anfeng, and doubts abounded in his heart.

The Baiyun Palace in Jiuzhen County is as leaky as a sieve, and it has long been secretly manipulated by black-clothed demon monks. Even though Ding Chengli, as the master of scriptures, never cares about common affairs, he shouldn't be unaware, let alone all the people in the city at this moment. The backyard of Baiyun Palace is full of ups and downs, but this person came late, which is really unreasonable.

Qi Jingzhi was full of thoughts in his heart, but he didn't show the slightest bit on his face, pointing to the Baiyun Palace prison on the ground and asked: "Master Ding Jing, Marquis Anfeng said that you have no cultivation, but I really don't look like you. I just don’t know if Master Ding Jing is the bait, the hook or the fisherman?”

Ding Chengli turned a blind eye to the scene in the back garden, and when he heard the young man's question, he also seemed to have never heard of it.

He stared at Qi Jingzhi quietly for a while, then twitched the corner of his mouth suddenly, and said with a smile: "The Buddha is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot tall. I feel that there is no wind and waves in front of the mountain. Since you and I are in the game, Until the dust settles at the last moment, who can tell clearly whether it is right or wrong?"

Ding Chengli paused for a moment, then pointed at the supervisory court of Baiyun Palace on the ground: "Now that the round is not over, this person is delusional about leaving the field with all his tail. This means he doesn't even need the qualification to be a bait. Isn't he so stupid? ?”

"Hey! Brother found such an excellent bait as Qi Jiji, but these idiots are so useless, so they have to end early."

After finishing speaking, Ding Chengli raised his hand suddenly, and immediately many shiny gold nuggets flew from nowhere, hovering in front of the Sutra Master of Baiyun Palace.

Then I saw him pointing fingers and fiddling with the air a few times, and then reassembled these gold nuggets into two gold tiles.

Looking at the two pieces of golden broken tiles that could not hide the cracks, Ding Chengli shook his head and sighed, then smiled at Qi Jingzhi and Wei Bao: "I made you two laugh, although the loss of these two pieces of tiles has no effect on the overall situation. , but the old man has had a problem since he was a child, that is, he can't see the flaws in the ointment, such as a white jade with a slight flaw, which is still priceless to others, but in the eyes of the old man, it is no different from dung."

He paused, raised his head and shouted loudly: "Where is the gold essence?"

Following this call, the golden rooster with candles that had disappeared before appeared on the courtyard wall, and immediately flew to Ding Chengli's shoulder with fluttering wings.

He stretched out his hand to grab the rooster's neck, dragged the candle-wearing golden rooster in front of him, tilted the golden candle very casually, and let the golden wax oil drip onto the two golden tiles and flow into the cracks of the golden tiles.

Not long after, the two gold tiles were healed as before, smooth and new, without any cracks.

Ding Chengli nodded in satisfaction, casually threw the golden rooster with candles behind him, and at the same time flicked his sleeves at Qi Jingzhi, and immediately a huge tiger claw made of black gold flames flew out.

For a moment, the back garden was blazing with light, and the claw wind howled, and the momentum was extremely fierce.

Qi Jingzhi's pupils shrank, and he immediately pulled Wei Bao beside him to the side, and at the same time avoided the sharp edge, he activated the Crane Crane Technique, exhaled all the evil energy in his chest, and sprayed it fiercely on the Yinsha Fengmu candlestick, immediately The little monkey blown half of his body.

The next moment, there was a loud cry of ghosts and monkeys, and the overwhelming waves of wind and blood passed the Xuanjin tiger's claws, and smashed directly at Ding Chengli.

Seeing this, the Sutra Master of the Baiyun Palace let out a loud laugh, and suddenly a golden flame rose from his body, enveloping him heavily, leaving only a blurry figure, and even more billowing heat waves radiated in all directions.

Relying on these heat waves alone, he pushed the wind and blood waves away by more than ten feet, and he couldn't get close to him. His whole body was like a reef, splitting the blood waves in two.

Compared with the two black-clothed demon monks who were desperately emitting black golden flames before, Ding Chengli at this moment is the real one wrapped in fire. The strong and strange flames are obviously extremely hot, burning and distorting the void around him.

At the same time, the claw that Ding Chengli protruded earlier did not turn to pursue, but crossed the place where Qi Jingzhi and the two were standing just now, and scooped up the ashes that the two demon monks had turned into.

"Qi Ji, please be safe and don't be impatient, the old man has no malice towards you."

Ding Chengli said something with a smile, and then took the initiative to restrain the black gold calamity fire on his body, leaving only a thin layer, revealing his figure while allowing the wind and blood waves around him to roll back.

When the little monkey on the Yinsha Fengmu candlestick recovered to its original state, the master of the Baiyun Palace chuckled and said casually: "Qi Jishi, although the fire of hatred on this lamp can be directed at people's hearts, it is still just ordinary fire." , compared with the old man's calamity fire, it's a world away!"

"Ding has been traveling in the Promise for dozens of years, climbing mountains and crossing seas, and going through hardships and dangers. Only then did he pick up enough firewood to ignite the Dao fire that condenses his life's practice! If you were a child holding a strange candlestick, I would give it to you." Wouldn't it make people laugh out loud if the comparison went down?"

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi's heart sank immediately, and his right hand, which was about to draw the sword, stopped suddenly, and pulled Wei Bao back slowly again.

In fact, as early as Granny Tiexin appeared and turned the members of the Wei clan into living corpses, all kinds of changes in the back garden of Baiyun Palace have greatly exceeded Wei Bao's expectations, and are quite different from the bloody fights he is familiar with. Somewhat at a loss, he continued to let benefactor drag him away.

The only seedling of the Wei family was silent, its eyes were fixed on Ding Chengli, but its ears were still trying to find the sound from the direction of the top of the head, and at the same time tried to restrain the desire to look up, because benefactor said, if you look up Look, the Jiuzhen Wei family is about to truly exterminate the clan.

What Wei Bao didn't know was that at this moment, his life and his benefactor were really hanging by a thread, and whether life or death depended on the thought of the Sutra Master of Baiyun Palace in front of him.

"We're in big trouble now. What the two little shrimps Wei Bao and I caught was not an ordinary fish. It was clearly a tiger shark with all four claws, not even enough for someone to put between their teeth!"

Qi Jingzhi's thoughts changed sharply, but he was not sure whether he could get out of the way.

He had heard Mu Yingxian mention the so-called dao fire, and he knew that it was a supernatural power only possessed by great monks in the fourth realm, and it was also an indispensable method for refining spiritual weapons and even innate natal weapons.

Previously in Changle County Yamen and Anfenghou Mansion, Qi Jingzhi had carefully sensed Anfenghou Ding Chengyuan's breath and spiritual pressure, and felt that he was similar to Qing Yuanzi, the master of Tuanxiang Palace, that is, standing in the third realm There is still a gap between the level of Dao Seed's third revolution and that of Deng Fuqing, who has achieved great success in the third stage and has both arms.

It's just that he hasn't really seen Marquis Anfeng do it. This kind of rough comparison is really unreliable and can only be used as a reference. However, he infers from the rank of Marquis of the Army that Marquis Anfeng Ding Chengyuan should still stay in the third realm. On the first floor, Ding Chengli, the concubine brother who he said had no cultivation, had already been left behind.

At the same time, another irrelevant thought popped up from the bottom of Qi Jingzhi's heart: "From this point of view, the so-called traveling into the wild, climbing mountains and crossing the sea seems to have to wait until the fourth realm, after Mu Yingxian wants me to enter this realm Then find someone to inquire about the Misty Jade Mountain, and they say that the mountain is high and the road is far away, and it is difficult to travel, so is it possible that the Misty Jade Mountain is located in the field of Wuji?"

While thinking wildly, he silently flicked the five fingers of his right hand behind him, secretly stirring the five colors and five tones of the world.

This time, he was not as eclectic as when refining the haze feather coat, but used his previous experience in repairing the sharp knife with ears to focus on selecting and mobilizing the golden energy that permeated the surroundings.

During this trip to Baiyun Palace, Qi Jingzhi first saw the golden pillars, the statue of the God of Autumn, and the three golden gates on the road, and then saw the golden rooster wearing candles and the golden tile fragments appearing like ghosts and ghosts. The palace and even the entire Jiuzhen County City are already dominated by golden energy, which contains a lot of mysteries, and even Ding Chengli's Xuanjin Jiehuo can have such power, it should be indispensable for the golden energy to fuel the combustion.

If Yin Sha's evil wind and bloody flames can't stop the black gold calamity fire, if he and Wei Bao still want to earn a way out, they dare not say that they can melt into the golden energy like a golden rooster wearing a candle, so as to flee away, at least they must use gold Qi strengthens the hazy feather coat, and a shield against the other, and a spear against the other.

Quietly, Qi Jingzhi's five fingers caught several extremely thick golden air threads.

For some reason, the black robe of Marquis Anfeng suddenly flashed in his mind, on which seemed to be the Big Dipper and long strings of copper coins woven with gold threads?
Ding Chengli didn't pay attention to the small actions of Qi Jingzhi and the two, but after taking back the ashes of the two black-clothed demon monks, he sprinkled them on the two golden tiles, and shouted: "Samsara fire house, drowning in the sea of ​​bitterness, persistent night, never can change!"

"Now I give you a piece of tile to cover your head, and you will be a ghost of one tile and a god of half an acre. You will spend a little time in this sea of ​​suffering in this fire house, so Zierchi, Erqiqin!"

(End of this chapter)