Evil Dao Ghost Confucian Demon Monk

Chapter 1 Water Phase Gossip
The eastern soil of Shenzhou, the central region, and the Tianping Mountains.

The majestic Tianping Mountains lie across the hinterland of the Central Plains.The mountain road is rugged and difficult to climb, and it is extremely difficult to cross. It has been called the "Barrier of Heaven" by the people of Central Region since ancient times.

As for how high this mountain is and how far it stretches, I am afraid that even the old scholars who have read poetry and books in the major cities of the central region may not be able to figure it out.

At this time, the night was dark, and the mountains were even more silent in the still night.

With a sound of '咻', a sword light pierced the sky and the earth.

Among the pitch-black mountains, this sword light looked particularly abrupt.

Standing above the sword light is a Taoist priest dressed in Taiji Xuanyi.The Taoist chief was in tatters all over his body, so he was in a terrible state, and even the sword he held under his feet was broken and incomplete.

Daoist Priest's body was covered in blood, and his facial features were therefore unclear, but his eyebrows were like swords, and a wisp of beard fluttered from his lips, as if he still had a bearing hidden, maintaining his remaining dignity.

Can Jian suddenly wobbled, Taoist chief frowned, gritted his teeth, pain appeared on his face, his mouth opened wide, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Practitioners' blood is precious, and this mouthful of blood is actually only one drop, but it splashed into the air into countless blood stars and sprinkled on the remnant sword, and the blood stars quickly melted into the remnant sword with a faint golden light.

Immediately, the remnant sword was covered with a magical luster similar to moonlight.Under the rippling light, the sword body just regained some stability, barely maintaining the state of flying away and rushing forward.

After the Taoist priest spit out the blood, his breath became weaker, he looked quite tired, and his body relaxed a little.Only the palm of his right hand was still tightly clenched, as if something important was firmly held in his hand.

Jian Guang fled away in an instant.

Not long after this sword light flew past, more than a dozen figures appeared.Some step on dark clouds and hide in the endless darkness.Some are so devilish that they sit inside the flying magic weapon.

The leader was a young man, wearing a baggy and loose purple robe, full of evil spirits all over his body, but thin and short in stature.The young man has clear eyebrows, and if you only look at the general outline, he is also a handsome and handsome man, but there is a strange dark purple line tattooed on the bridge of this person's nose. This purple line is very ugly, and the young man's handsome appearance is completely destroyed by it. , just like a seductive white flour cake being stepped on by someone, crushed and trampled fiercely, it not only looks a lot ugly, but also has a bit of ferocity, which makes people dare not look directly at it.

The youth with purple patterns is much faster than other cultivators. From the black clouds under his feet, a smear of purple light can be seen from time to time, dragging out a stream of purple clouds, and he crossed a high mountain in an instant.

The young man with purple stripes circled in the sky and stopped his spell soon after. He stood on the top of the mountain and looked around with the starlight.If one ignores the purple lines on this person's face, this young man on the top of the independent mountain reveals a hint of arrogance that points to the country.

The purple-patterned youth waved his hands slightly behind him, and all the cultivators flying in the sky stopped the cloud frame, and their figures appeared in various Dharma lights.

Some are ugly, holding a big axe in their hands, majestic and majestic.

Some are ferocious, carrying a swaggering banner on their backs, fluttering in the wind.

Some are seductive, with peach blossoms in their eyes, flirtatious and seductive. At first glance, they only feel that the fragrance is tangy, which makes people daydream.

Some were vulgar, covered with odd-shaped bugs, and other cultivators were forced to stay far away, but he still enjoyed it.

There are also weird, flamboyant, ferocious, and all kinds of practitioners standing in a pile. Anyone who sees it will secretly think in his heart: "Damn it, demon!"

There are about a dozen or so monks in this group.Although they each had their own aura, they all restrained their aura at this moment, without a trace of arrogance.Everyone was quiet, holding their breath and lined up neatly behind the purple-patterned youth.They all lowered their eyebrows, as if they were waiting for the purple-striped man to give orders.

The purple-patterned young man looked into the distance, and the purple awns in his pupils retracted and released. After a while, he sighed and said: "This person is really good at escaping. I was the one who underestimated the world's cultivators before. There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people above all Ah. After this incident, I will go back to the cave to retreat for a hundred years, and study it with my heart."

Seeing the purple-patterned youth speak like this, the people behind them all showed expressions of astonishment, as if these words should not have come out of this man's mouth.

Behind the purple-patterned youth is a flower basket, in which countless butterflies are dancing around a beautiful woman.A beauty is beautiful even when she is stunned.She recovered from her astonishment, and said with a charming smile, "Fourth brother, why bother to exaggerate his aura to destroy his prestige. The man was hit by the fourth brother's Jinyuan Linggang, and his internal organs were destroyed. Not very far. He's lucky to be alive tomorrow."

After the beautiful woman finished speaking, she saw a blood-red butterfly in her flower basket flapping its wings violently.She immediately cast a wink at the purple-patterned youth, and said firmly, "That man is three hundred miles ahead."

"You also know the way of tracking?" The purple-patterned youth snorted coldly.

The beautiful woman covered her big mouth slightly with a silk embroidered handkerchief, her eyebrows fluttered, she looked at Mei Xing and said, "I can't guarantee that I can catch up with other monks, but this Taoist priest is different, he is still a boy." Body, my blood jade butterfly is best at tracking this kind of Yuanyang cultivator, even if it is thousands of miles away, the blood jade butterfly can still sense his boyish smell."

Zi Wenqing smiled and said: "I didn't expect that I would also use your Qi Xiangtang's Meidao Kung Fu. If I can accomplish this today, Ying Qiubo will be the first one."

The beautiful woman was originally smiling, but when she saw the young man acting like this, she instantly turned pale with fright, fell directly from the flower basket, and knelt on the rock without any protective spells.The stone on the top of the mountain was sharpened by the wind and frost, and most of the cultivators did not cultivate their bodies. At this time, they would feel pain even if they did not use spells to protect their bodies. Besides whether to rely on or not, the subordinates only know that these are what the subordinates should do. Without the fourth brother, I would have been out of my wits long ago. Everything under the subordinates belongs to the fourth brother. The subordinates only want to be by the fourth brother's side. A weapon that is suitable for the hand, a doll that can be commanded at will will do.”

The purple-patterned youth snorted, and said coldly: "I don't have the time to listen to your nonsense, it's important to find someone quickly."

When the beautiful woman Ying Qiubo heard this, her expression became relaxed, as if it was the right way for young people to treat her like this.Ying Qiubo showed her snow-white jade hands, and with a gentle move, the blood jade butterfly flew forward.

A dozen figures flew forward along the blood jade butterfly, spewing light all the way and galloping away.In the lonely night, it looks like dozens of meteors passing across the sky.

On the distant mountain, the light of the remnant sword became erratic again.Daoist Yujian's eyes were blood red, he was panting heavily, and wiped off the blood on his face, his eyes kept staring down.

And in the narrow and steep mountains at this time, there are still people walking at night. Looking closely, the people on the ground seem to be a guard escorting an important person on the night road.

The torches in front were bright, illuminating a pair of large flags on both sides. On the left large flag was written "General Zhenbei", but on the right were only four words "Zhongyong Hou Ke".

The two carriages in the middle moved slowly in the brightly lit queue.

Suddenly the side window of a carriage behind opened, and the figure of a little girl appeared.The little girl wore a snail bun on her head, dressed as a maidservant, holding a sachet in her hand, chanting words, as if making a wish to the starry sky.

Against the backdrop of the fire, one can clearly see a beautiful and elegant golden six-petal flower embroidered on the sachet.

The little girl suddenly stared at the sword light at the Taoist's feet with her nimble eyes, muttering without daring to stop for a moment.

The Taoist priest practiced the Taoism of water, water opened to the ears, and the ears were much sharper than ordinary cultivators.At this time, the woman could faintly hear the words of 'mother take care' and 'willing to go home for reunion'.

The Taoist priest couldn't help but smiled knowingly. The Eastern Land of Shenzhou has developed a way of wishing on shooting stars in recent years. This little girl must have regarded her sword light as a shooting star.

The Taoist priest secretly sighed in his heart: "If I can escape with my life this time, I will definitely fulfill the wish you made for you."

The Taoist priest's eyes turned suddenly, and he suddenly remembered something. He remembered that there was a family in the southern barbarian who could not afford to raise their children. When they encountered catastrophe and had to, they would sell their children to rich families as slaves.Before the sale, the man's back will be tattooed, but the daughter's is a sachet.It contains the soil, sand and rocks from his hometown. The sachet is also known as "homesickness", which makes him never forget where he came from in this life.

The Taoist master's eyes sparked a secret technique, and he instantly saw that the girl's sachet was a 'homesickness' sachet.

The Daoist looked hesitantly at the objects in his hands, and then at the sachet that the girl was about to put away.

"Forget it, meeting is fate." The Taoist master suddenly made up his mind, flicking his fingers lightly, a faint aura fainted, and a black stone smaller than the knuckle of his little finger on the palm of his hand slid down from the sky along the trajectory of the spell under the influence of the spell , Straight into the girl's sachet.

When the girl put the sachet close to her body, she still didn't realize that there was an extra stone on her body.

Seeing that the girl was still looking out of the window, the Daoist immediately bit the tip of his tongue, a drop of blood still appeared in his mouth, the blood flew towards the girl with a faint golden light, and when it landed on the girl's forehead, it disappeared in an instant.The girl suddenly felt a chill on her head, and her body shivered. She thought it was going to rain, so she quickly closed the window.

Seeing this scene, the Taoist priest let out a sharp sigh, and there was no trace of vitality on his pale face. He murmured, "It's also fortunate that I have already cultivated to the primordial spirit state. If I used up my blood so frequently before, I'm afraid I would have already reached the immortal state." Hopeless."

The Taoist priest looked at the carriage going away again, couldn't help shaking his head and sighed: "I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse to put the treasure of my sect on mortals. I'm really sorry for the patriarch."

The Taoist priest no longer used the magic weapon to fly away, but withdrew his sword light, and just floated down from the air so lightly, hiding deep in the mountains.

A few days later, in the depths of the mountains, sword lights crisscrossed and magic weapons roared.

The purple-patterned youth looked ahead indifferently.The devil under his hand drove the Taoist priest into a desperate situation like a hunt.

On the messy green grass, the Taoist chief held his sword in his hand and tried his best not to fall.

An ugly big man laughed strangely, swung out the magical weapon held in his right hand, and a giant mountain-breaking ax burst out with magic light, wrapping the power of wind and thunder at the Taoist priest.

Seeing this, the Taoist groaned, his body was covered with cracks like ice cubes about to shatter, and he shouted violently: "The water phase is gossip, gen! Thousands of springs are rushing to dig into the mountains."

In just an instant, the surrounding mountains were covered with a layer of thick fog.And the mountains creaked, as if a huge force was exerting pressure on the mountains, and the mountains were about to collapse.The sound of dragon chant faintly came from under the surrounding mountains.

After the old man cast the spell, he was really like a shattered ice cube, which split inch by inch, and the pieces melted as soon as they fell to the ground.

At the same time, the dragon's roar suddenly became stronger, and the low and dull roar became harsh and unbearable.

All the evil cultivators hurriedly covered their ears, but the voice couldn't be blocked by covering their ears.Even the purple-patterned youth felt a sudden tightening in his heart.

Fortunately, the piercing screeching was short-lived.But at this time, every mountain before the monk's eyes was cracked with countless dense holes, like a beehive.

I saw the hive vibrating, and countless water splashes gushed out from it. As soon as the water splashes appeared, they condensed into swords in the thick fog, pointing at the evil cultivators from afar.

The water vapor is transpiring, and it condenses into the state of an ice phoenix in the sky. The ice phoenix spreads its feathers lightly, and the power of the phoenix caresses all directions.But below the mountains, the sound of dragon chant has not stopped.The ground trembled faintly, like a dragon slamming into the ground.In the radiance of the sun, the underground dragon and the ice phoenix in the sky form a complementary trend.

"How is it possible?" Ying Qiubo asked in amazement, "Don't use Qianlong, climb the dragon and attach to the phoenix. How could the old masters do such a chain formation."

The water formation has been launched, and it is so powerful that it is unbelievable.

All the evil cultivators didn't dare to be negligent, they spread their magic powers all over their body, and kept throwing out various defensive magic weapons from their hands.

Although the purple-patterned youth's face was still calm, anger flashed in his eyes, and he immediately took out a magic weapon from his bosom.The magic weapon quickly unfolded and expanded rapidly in the air.

A magnificent and majestic city suddenly appeared in the air.

The palaces and towers in the city are scattered high and low, with red walls and yellow tiles, resplendent and resplendent.

Chariots gathered outside the city, and there were many spears and spears, driving back and forth, full of murderous aura.

The purple-patterned youth burst out with mana, and the city immediately guarded all the evil cultivators in the city.

When the evil cultivators saw this city, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and their faces seemed to be much more relaxed.

Ying Qiubo even praised: "The holy city of Huangwei. With this city, even a real dragon and a real phoenix can have the power to fight."

On the other side, amidst the singing of the dragon and the dance of the phoenix, the water vapor became misty, and a giant figure loomed from it.

Everyone present felt the ground tremble suddenly, the mist dissipated suddenly, and an armored warrior took shape, holding a spear in his hand.He slowly raised the spear, and the power of mountains and rivers also strengthened.

"Phantom Formation!" Ying Qiubo's beautiful eyes widened, "What kind of formation is this? It can actually lead to the Phantom Formation in legends."

(End of this chapter)